Dirty Rarijackby The Dark WolfChaptersApplejack and RarityCampingBelly ProblemsRarity's New OutfitApplejack and RarityIt was a few years since the Equestria Girls had graduated. They were still friends, of course, but Applejack and Rarity's friendship had recently escalated into a romantic relationship. Applejack was still running her farm, and Rarity was running a boutique, selling dresses and other outfits. For the past few years, Applejack had started wearing a different outfit, consisting of a pair of short, tight jean shorts and a white and green T-shirt, while Rarity had taken to wearing her regular light blue shirt and purple skirt again. Now that she was no longer at school, Applejack never changed her outfit, though she did still shower with soap. She even slept in her outfit. So, her outfit smelled bad. But, Rarity never commented on Applejack's smell when they got close. She must not have noticed, for she was always wearing perfume. Today, Applejack was going to sleep over at Rarity's house, and Rarity was a little nervous. She had a few secrets that none of her friends knew, not even Applejack. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie loved to fart. But Rarity was sure she was gassier than both of them put together. Applejack would always express annoyance at Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie and say that farts weren't funny. She had never heard any of the other girls fart before, except Sunset once, and was sure Applejack would be disgusted to find out how flatulate she was. She would always hold it in for a long time, and as soon as she was alone, the next few minutes would be full of fart sounds and a smell. Even now, as they finished their dinner, Rarity was holding it in. She hoped she could hold it until they got to bed. Then, when Applejack was asleep, she'd get to a distant bathroom and hope her farts wouldn't be loud to wake Applejack up. Then there was the matter of her exercise outfit. When she exercised, she'd put on a short, skintight pair of purple shorts and a matching sports bra. She would sweat a lot, and she also used this outfit as her pajamas. And because she never washed her outfit, it always smelled bad. She liked this for reasons she couldn't figure out. She hoped Applejack would be able to stand sleeping in the same bed as her. And, there was that other thing, too. Applejack would probably break up with her if she knew. They watched a movie together, during which Rarity decided she could probably get away with a silent fart. She lifted her leg slightly and felt immense relief as she farted silently. She stopped a little later than she probably should have, and blushed as she could smell it clearly. Applejack could smell it, but all she did was look slightly in Rarity's direction, blush lightly, and get back to the movie. Once they were done the movie, they exercised together, Rarity changing into her exercise outfit. She wasn't nearly as gassy now as before. After an hour, both their legs glistened with sweat, and their outfits were damp. "You look so lovely when you're all sweaty," said Rarity to Applejack. "You too, Rares," said Applejack, slapping Rarity's butt lightly. Rarity giggled and slapped Applejack's butt back. They were tired, so after drinking some water, to which Applejack drank a little less than Rarity thought she probably should have, they climbed into bed. Rarity waited for Applejack to sniff the air and express her disgust at how foul her outfit smelled - she could smell it a lot clearer now for some reason - but Applejack didn't show any signs of it. Rarity felt a little more relaxed knowing Applejack would have commented by now, and fell asleep. At about 2:00 in the morning, Applejack woke up. She looked beside her at Rarity, who was still asleep. Tonight the smell coming off her outfit had seemed stronger than normal. Could it be? Applejack moved Rarity's blankets back slightly and sniffed her. She couldn't believe it. Rarity's outfit smelled as bad as her own. Just then, Rarity let out a loud fart. Applejack felt even more aroused. She looked at Rarity's face. Rarity was still asleep, looking very relaxed as if she was having a wonderful dream. Another loud fart made its way out of Rarity's butt, and this was followed by a series of farts ranging in both length and pitch. Once Rarity was done farting, she scratched her butt, still asleep. Applejack slowly pulled the covers back over and turned away. The air was full of the smell of Rarity's farts, and Applejack inhaled deeply. ... Rarity woke up the next morning to see Applejack was still asleep. She got out of bed and started to make some toast and bacon for breakfast with orange juice. She didn't feel gassy today, but wasn't thinking hard about it. Applejack walked into the kitchen a half hour later. "Howdy, Rarity," she said. "Good morning, Applejack," said Rarity. "How was your sleep?' "It was pretty fun to say the least," said Applejack. "Did you know you fart in your sleep?" Rarity blushed beet red. "Do I?" "You were fartin' more than Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie after a big plate of beans!" "I'm so dreadfully sorry." "And ah couldn't help but notice your exercise outfit smells as bad as mine." "I can understand if you didn't want to be my girlfriend anymore... what?" "Yeah, mah outfit smells as bad as yours, and ah think it's fun to fart." Applejack lifted her leg and farted loudly, sighing of relief. "But... I thought you found it annoying." "Ah just don't find it funny like Dash and Pinkie do. That doesn't mean ah don't like it. Ah just didn't fart in front of you before now cause I thought you'd be disgusted by it." "I felt the same way. That you wouldn't want a girlfriend who was so unladylike." "Unladylike? I'm no more ladylike than Rainbow Dash. Besides, we all fart. It's better if you have fun with it. If anything this all makes me like you even more. And even if ah found it disgusting, ah love you. Ah wouldn't think any less of you if ah found out you didn't use toilet paper." "Well... in that case..." Rarity's heart was racing. "I have one more dirty secret." "Yes?" said Applejack. Rarity accidentally farted out of nervousness. She blushed, as it was her first time she farted loudly in front of Applejack while awake, but Applejack just giggled and let out another explosive fart of her own. "You see, I... Sometimes, when I'm alone at home, and I wake up in the morning or the middle of the night, and I need to use the bathroom, I... um... I don't feel like getting up yet, so I..." "Pee in your shorts?" "Yes." Rarity blushed. "But only that. I don't... mess in them. That would be too messy even for me." "That ain't nothin' to be ashamed of. At least, not around me. Ah wet the bed all the time." "You do?" "Well, usually after drinkin' a lot of cider before bed. That's why ah didn't drink a lot last night." "Oh, I'm so sorry." "Don't be. If ah wake up dry ah pee in mah shorts as soon as ah wake up. Ah don't mind. Then ah blow dry mah shorts before ah shower so no one can tell." Rarity was so excited she peed in her panties a little. Applejack didn't notice, but Rarity knew she'd never have to feel ashamed if she did. ... The next night, Rarity and Applejack got into bed. "Hey Rarity," said Applejack. "Yes?" BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRT! Rarity giggled, and let out a loud fart of her own. FFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew, Rarity," said Applejack. "Was that too much?" "Nope! The stinkier, the better!" They went under the covers for a dutch oven as they continued to release several explosive wet farts in their already-stinky shorts, before they ran out of gas, went back up above the covers, and fell asleep. ... Next morning, Rarity woke up first again. Her heart was pounding. Now that Applejack knew her secret, she could pee in the bed as much as she wanted. Or could she? Would Applejack be angry if she peed all over her? Just as she was reminding herself that Applejack liked to wet the bed too, as if on cue she could hear a loud hissing noise coming from under the blanket. She pulled the sheets back to see bit glistening wet spot on the crotch of Applejack's jean shorts, and the sheets under her being soaked as her powerful stream continued. Rarity put the blankets back over them. There was no way she could do any damage. She laid on her back and sighed as she started to pee. She enjoyed the feeling of the warm wetness as the crotch of her shorts became soaked. Soon the sheets under her butt started to get wetter and wetter. Applejack stopped peeing before Rarity did. Then Rarity let out a loud fart, and Applejack woke up. "What? Is it morning already?" She felt her wet shorts, and saw that Rarity was awake. "Sorry for wettin' your bed, Rares." "It's quite all right. Not all of this pee is yours." She blushed lightly and giggled. "We should do this every time we sleep together. Except for when the other girls are around, of course." "Most definitely! You can shower first." "Nah, you go first." Applejack let out a wet fart. Rarity giggled, picked up her dress, farted one more time, and walked into the bathroom, while Applejack sat in her wet shorts, and didn't mind one bit. CampingAuthor's Note Fair warning: When they get to the camp, I was sort of rushed to finish it and don't describe anything in detail. This will be a HUGE point of criticism, which is why I was initially not planning on submitting it. Camping It had been a few days since Applejack and Rarity had learned their shared dirty secrets. Both of them were taking four days off to go camping. They had someone to look after the boutique and the farm while they were gone. They were going to a campsite farther than Camp Everfree, where they were sure no one would interrupt them. They drank a big cup of coffee each, and a few glasses of water, as it was a hot summer day and they had woken up damp with sweat, and not peed in the bed this morning. Then they packed their bags. "Aren't you gonna change into your dress?" said Applejack. "I'll pack it, but I think I'll wear my smelly outfit for the trip," said Rarity. "There will be no one there but us, and I know you like it." She turned around and farted loudly. "Nice one, Rares," said Applejack, slapping Rarity's butt playfully. They packed their bags into Applejack's car, and they hit the road. As soon as they turned onto the highway heading for the campsite, Rarity farted. FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity giggled. Applejack chuckled and let out a louder, deeper-pitched fart. BBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity let out a longer but equally loud fart. Applejack released three short but loud farts. Then a boisterous, wet fart made its way out of Rarity's butt. "Hoo, nelly. Y'all sure you didn't soil yourself?" Rarity felt her butt. "No I didn't, thank goodness." They farted for about twenty minutes before they ran out of gas. The inside of the car was really starting to smell, but they liked it so they kept the windows closed. About ten minutes later, the intense urge to pee hit them. All they had drank this morning had gone through them. "Applejack... I need to use the bathroom." "I gotta pee real bad too." They held it for ten minutes before they suddenly hit a traffic jam. "You gotta be kiddin' me!" Applejack honked the horn, but the cars wouldn't move. "I don't know how much longer I can hold it," said Rarity. "If we don't get moving soon, I'm going to pee all over your seat!" "Here." Applejack put her car in park, got out of the driver's seat while holding herself, and opened the trunk. She picked out two garbage bags and two towels. As Rarity sat with her legs crossed, Applejack set a garbage bag on the seat of her car and set a towel on top of it. "You can sit on these if you think you ain't gonna make it." Rarity undid her seat belt and stood up slightly as Applejack placed the garbage bag and towel on her seat. Then Rarity sat back down and buckled up her seat belt. "Ahhhhhh..." Applejack started to pee. The sound of her stream soaking her shorts could be heard. The towel and garbage bag protected her seat. "Are you sure no one can see us?" said Rarity. "They can only see our faces," said Applejack. "It's all right, Rares. Just let it out." Rarity relaxed and began wetting her skintight shorts. She blushed lightly, but let out a sigh of immense relief. They both enjoyed the warm, wet feeling. As soon as they finished peeing, the traffic got moving again. Applejack and Rarity laughed as they continued on the road in their wet shorts. ... They reached their campsite, set up their tent, and packed their coolers inside it, which were full of bottles of cider. Applejack had made sure to pack enough to last them the trip. They also had a case of water bottles, and had mainly brought beans and apples for food. Once they had finished setting up their campsite, they each took a water bottle and began running down a path. It was a hot day so the sun dried their damp shorts. "Should we take those towels off the seats?" said Rarity. "Nah, let's leave 'em there in case we get caught in traffic again." As soon as they reached the end of the path, they ran back the way they came. They did this until they were tired and dripping with sweat. After drinking what remained of their water bottles, they looked at each other, admiring how sexy they looked dripping with sweat. They leaned in to hug each other and kiss, in the process smelling each other. Then they pressed their butts against each other and rubbed them a bit. ... That evening they ate their dinner, consisting of beans cooked over a campfire, with some apples and water, and then they roasted some marshmallows and told ghost stories. "Here's another one," said Rarity. "It's called 'The Smelly, Farting Lady.' It's about a beautiful girl who acted ladylike most of the time, but on her own or with her girlfriend, she loved to smell bad, and even more, she loved to..." PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity glanced over at Applejack with a grin. She had been holding this in for all of Applejack's last story. Applejack let out a loud, deeper-pitched, but slightly shorter fart, sighing of relief. Rarity let out a few shorter, wet farts. Applejack held it and then unleashed an explosive fart that was longer than Rarity's first fart tonight. After about half an hour, their farting had subsided, and they were ready to go to bed. Applejack drank four bottles of cider, while Rarity drank two. "Applejack, darling, you're going to wet your sleeping bag," said Rarity. "Ah know," said Applejack. Rarity giggled. They brushed their teeth and got into their sleeping bags, which were right next to each other. "Good night Rarity," said Applejack. Rarity farted in response. Applejack chuckled. ... Rarity woke up at about 2 in the morning. She could tell it was raining hard from the sound of the raindrops hitting the tent. She needed to pee really badly. At first, she held herself, not wanting to humiliate herself in front of her friends. But then she remembered, Applejack was the only other one there and she didn't have to feel ashamed about doing anything dirty in front of her. Listening to the sounds of the rain, Rarity stopped trying to hold it and sighed in relief as she peed in her sleeping bag. She loved the wet feeling around her, and the naughtiness of what she was doing. Her shorts were soaked before she finished peeing. She did her best not to moan in pleasure, because Applejack was still sleeping. A loud fart was heard right beside Rarity. Rarity looked at Applejack, who was still asleep. It seemed Rarity wasn't the only one who farted in her sleep. Applejack farted again, and then a hissing sound was heard. Though she was still asleep, Applejack had a relaxed look on her face and let out a slight moan of relief. After just over a minute, Applejack finished peeing. ... At the time, Applejack was dreaming about running through hard rain. She saw Rarity fall into a river, and dove in after her. Applejack held on to Rarity as they fell over a waterfall into a calm lake, with it still pouring rain. It was then that Applejack felt an intense need to pee. "I gotta go to the bathroom," she said. The rain, lake, and waterfall weren't helping. "You can go right here," said Rarity. Rarity sighed in relief with a relaxed expression on her face. There was no doubt in her mind what Rarity was doing, though the water didn't seem to get any warmer. So, Applejack let go and started peeing, also sighing of relief. Now the water was getting warmer, and felt wetter too. She relaxed in the lake with Rarity for some time before sitting at the side of the lake in the rain. ... Applejack woke up, a little disappointed that her relaxing, romantic moment with Rarity was only a dream. Then she remembered she was camping with her, and they had three more days of fun and quality time together. The next thing she noticed was that she felt wet. She felt her shorts, and her sleeping bag, and sniffed. The smell of pee was in the air. Applejack sighed in satisfaction. Her bladder was not quite empty, as the rest of the cider had gone through her. Applejack peed again and waited for Rarity to wake up. About five minutes later, Rarity woke up. Her bladder also had a bit more in it, though less than Applejack. As she peed, Applejack heard her. "Good morning, Rarity." "Good morning Applejack. How are you doing?" "Wet." Applejack chuckled. "Me too." Rarity giggled. They got out of their wet sleeping bags and had breakfast in the sunlight, as the sky had cleared, though the ground was still wet and muddy. They did their run, on the concrete path, drying themselves in the summer heat. Then they drank some water. "What now?" said Applejack. "We should walk through the forest." "Good idea." So they started walking along a path in the forest. The dirt spots were still muddy, as the sun hadn't dried them yet. "Isn't the scenery divine?" said Rarity. "Yep," said Applejack. Rarity started to run to turn a corner and see what view awaited her. But she slipped on a slick patch of mud and fell headfirst through a hole in a tree. The hole was on both sides of the tree, but Rarity's arms were at her sides, inside the hole. She struggled, but couldn't get out. "Applejack, darling, be a dear and get me out of here?" said Rarity. Applejack walked over to Rarity and pulled on her legs, but slipped on the mud and fell on her butt. "Are you all right, darling?" said Rarity. "I'm a bit dirty, but fine." Applejack stood up. "Maybe try pushing instead?" Applejack started to push on Rarity's butt. It felt so soft against her hands, and Applejack could smell it over her own smell. She sniffed as she pushed. Rarity's butt smelled like farts, piss, and a year of unwashed sweat. Rarity also liked the feeling. It made her forget a bit about her situation. Then she farted loudly in Applejack's face. "Nice one, Rarity," said Applejack, patting Rarity's butt. Rarity giggled. As Applejack continued to push, Rarity farted again. Applejack sniffed deeply with each fart. "This ain't workin'," said Applejack after about ten minutes. "I'll go get my geode." She started to walk back to the tent. "Applejack, do hurry up. I have to pee rather badly." "Just go in your shorts. It wouldn't be the first time this trip." She did have a point. As Applejack left, Rarity started to pee in her skintight, stinky shorts. Waterfalls of pee trickled down her legs and onto the mud below her. This was a new sensation to Rarity, who was used to peeing herself while laying down or sitting down. She farted again before she was done peeing. She waited in her wet shorts for five minutes before Applejack returned with her geode. She put her hand on Rarity's butt and pushed forward. Rarity slid through the hole, flipped over, and landed butt-first on the muddy ground. "Thank you Applejack," said Rarity. "If only my shorts didn't get dirty." "They already smelled real bad and you peed in them so much, they were already dirtier than the mud could get them on its own." "You're right." Rarity giggled. Applejack sat down next to Rarity and peed in her dirty, stinky jean shorts. "Sorry for not gettin' my geode sooner. Ah just really liked the feelin' of your behind. And the smell." Rarity giggled. "I was rather enjoying myself too." ... Though this event did not repeat during their camping trip, the other events did, and they gave each other butt massages before bed. Applejack's butt was firmer than Rarity's, and they both enjoyed it. They also rubbed each other's stinky feet. On Day 3, it rained again, and Applejack and Rarity went for their run in the rain, which washed the dirt from the mud off their shorts, but wasn't enough to wash off the smell. Other than the rain, they didn't swim or use the showers (or deodorant), so when they returned from their trip, they smelled bad. They showered, but only blow dried their outfits, which were damp from peeing on the way back. Belly ProblemsIt was a few days after Rarity and Applejack returned from their camping trip. Today, they both finished their work before 3:00, and planned to spend the rest of the day together. First, they walked through the woods, Rarity sniffing Applejack and her dirty outfit every chance she got. Rarity saw some berries growing on a bush to the side, and ate them. They tasted a little funny to her. After enjoying the walk, they returned to Applejack's house, where Rarity changed into her exercise outfit, and they did some situps, and then some stretches. Until Rarity suddenly felt an intense pain in her stomach, and groaned. Applejack, who had gotten a sudden urge to pee, was just about to head to the bathroom when she heard Rarity groan. "You all right, sugarcube?" she asked, looking concerned. "I'm having a terrible tummy ache." "Lay down on mah bed and I'll see what ah can do." Rarity ran into Applejack's room and laid down on her bed without hesitation. She lay curled up, the pain in her gut so intense she was tearing up a little. "Did you eat anythin' weird today?" "Not really," said Rarity. "Wait..." She tried to think in spite of the pain. "Those berries I ate on my walk did taste funny." "Phew," said Applejack in relief. "If that's all, I've got just the thing." Applejack walked out the room. She came back with a small glass of something yellow. "Drink this. It'll make your stomachache go away lickety split!" Rarity drank it. "It tastes like apple juice, not medicine. Are you sure it'll help me get better?" "Those berries you ate were rotten. Ah ate some once too, and ah recovered. But this'll speed it up." "What do you mean, speed-" She was interrupted by a gurgling in her stomach, which then started to feel a bit lower. A few seconds later, she let out a short, loud fart. "Feel better?" said Applejack. "A bit," said Rarity, noticing her pain had decreased a little. "Good. Let it all out, Rares." Rarity lay on her side facing away from Applejack. She moved one leg so it was like she was lifting her leg if she had been standing up. FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRT! Applejack felt aroused watching Rarity fart in this position, in her skintight, already-smelly shorts. Part of this might have had to do with needing to pee, rather badly now, but right now she was focused on making Rarity feel better and her subsequent gassiness. Then Rarity got on all fours and positioned herself with her rear end in the air, facing Applejack. BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew," said Applejack, fanning the air with her hat. "That smells worse than when ah messed in mah shorts." "Oh," said Rarity. "Was that... terribly unpleasant?" "It wasn't too bad. It smelled somethin' awful, though." Rarity let out another loud fart, except this one was higher-pitched, and a bit longer. Then she lay on her back and lifted both her legs into the air, bending her knees to get them as high as possible, with her behind still facing Applejack. PPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity sighed in relief. She was starting to feel much better. Applejack was so excited to see Rarity farting so loud that she started to pee in her shorts. Normally she would have noticed the warm wetness trickling down her legs, but she was too transfixed by Rarity. After two more boisterous farts, Rarity got back on all fours. "Would you like to help squeeze these farts out?" "Would ah ever!" Applejack finished peeing and started to massage Rarity's butt. She loved how soft it was, and the way it smelled. Though of course she could barely smell Rarity's outfit over her farts. Rarity farted several times, even now a little nervous that the smell might drive Applejack away, but Applejack still seemed to like the smell of her farts. After a few minutes, Rarity's gas was gone, and so was her stomachache. "I'm all better now," said Rarity. "What was that you gave me?" "Just some apple juice with fart powder in it. You'd have farted it all out eventually like ah did, but this just sped it up." "Thank you, Applejack." Rarity gave her a hug, and noticed her wet shorts for the first time. She giggled. "Were you that excited to see me fart?" "You bet." Applejack chuckled. They hung out inside the house for the rest of the day, with Applejack cooking some baked beans and apple pie for herself and Rarity a little later in the evening, by which time Applejack's shorts had nearly dried. They sat on the couch watching sports on TV when two feelings hit both Rarity and Applejack. "Applejack, darling, could you lay facedown on the floor?" said Rarity. "Sure," said Applejack, looking forward to what Rarity was going to do to her. As soon as Applejack was laying facedown, Rarity sat on her butt. She let out a loud fart, which Applejack could feel vibrating against her. Then Rarity began peeing, soaking both her skintight shorts and Applejack's stinky jean shorts. Applejack moaned in pleasure. "Can you get up?" said Applejack after about 10 seconds. "I gotta go to the bathroom." She knew what Rarity's response would be, but it was always more fun to pretend. "You're already wet, so just go in your shorts." Rarity giggled. Applejack chuckled, and sighed as she also began peeing herself for the second time today. The puddle under her grew bigger. Before she was done peeing, she let out a loud, deep-pitched fart, causing Rarity to giggle. They farted on each other for several minutes due to the beans before they ran out of gas. Only then did Rarity stand up. Applejack stood up after her. Both their shorts were soaked in pee and smelled even worse than they had this morning. They laughed at the state they were in, and rubbed their butts against each other. "Reckon we should dry off before bed?" said Applejack. "No, let's sleep the way we are," said Rarity. "We're only going to get wetter in the morning." "Sounds good." Author's Note The whole rotten berries and farting thing of course was inspired by something Donkey said in Shrek. Rarity's New OutfitAuthor's Note To those who hate this content: Don't worry, this will be the last I fetishize Rarity's Other Side outfit for a while. Rarity's New Outfit Applejack had just finished a day's work at the farm. It wasn't much harder than usual, but her outfit was damp with sweat, which glistened off her legs. She was now walking to the door of Rarity's house for a night of fun. She opened the door and stopped at the sight before her. Rarity was laying on her stomach, wearing a skintight, sleeveless, black spandex unitard. "You look smashing," said Rarity. "So do you," said Applejack. "And ah didn't think anything could look better than your exercise outfit." "Why thank you. I'm thinking of making another one to wear in public so the world can see it, and it will come with high heels." Rarity was barefoot at the moment. "That'd be just dandy." Rarity let out a loud fart. She giggled, and Applejack felt aroused. "I drank quite a few glasses of water with fart powder in it in preparation for tonight." "You didn't need that, you're gassy enough as it is. But this'll make it more fun!" FFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRT! Applejack walked closer to Rarity and stared at her butt. She could smell Rarity's farts now, and inhaled deeply. "Would you like to give me a butt massage?" "Do you even have to ask?" Rarity got up on all fours, and Applejack started rubbing her tush. She loved how soft it felt, and it looked just as good in this skintight outfit as it did in her shorts. Rarity let out a flurry of explosive farts in Applejack's face. She giggled, and Applejack sniffed every time, feeling more aroused with each fart. Rarity also loved the feeling of Applejack caressing her butt. "Wait a moment," said Rarity after several minutes. Applejack paused, and Rarity positioned herself with her rear end in the air. "Okay, continue." Applejack rubbed Rarity's behind harder, feeling more aroused at her in this position. BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew, Rarity," said Applejack, patting Rarity's butt before rubbing it as hard as she could. "That smells worse than that time a horse farted in my face." Rarity giggled. "Wait, was that too much?" "Not at all. The stinkier, the better!" Rarity released several more farts that were shorter, but equal in length. The first two were higher-pitched, and the third was deeper-pitched. Then came a fart that was longer, but airy. Applejack liked these as much as the loud farts. After several more minutes, Rarity said "That's good enough. I need to use the bathroom." "Oh really?" said Applejack. She started tickling Rarity's armpits. Rarity started to laugh, rolling on her back to try to resist Applejack, but Applejack was stronger and tickled harder. Rarity accidentally let out a few farts as Applejack tickled her. "Applejack! Hahahahahaha! Stop! Hahahahahahaha! I need to pee! Hahahahahahaha!" Applejack stopped for a few seconds, letting Rarity catch her breath. She grabbed both her feet with one hand and tickled them with the other. Rarity started to laugh harder, and in seconds, a wet spot appeared on her crotch, which rapidly expanded, and soon a puddle began to grow under her. Rarity did not stop laughing, and Applejack tickled her for about thirty seconds after she finished wetting herself. "Applejack!" said Rarity once she stopped laughing. "You made me pee in my new outfit!" "Sorry, Rares." "Oh, it's all right." Rarity punched Applejack's arm playfully. "You know I was going to wet this outfit in bed anyway. That was rather fun." ... After a night of exercise and watching a movie, during which they farted a lot and drank several cups of cider, Rarity and Applejack climbed into bed, Rarity still in her new outfit which was a little damp around the crotch and butt, and smelled of urine. Rarity woke up in the middle of the night. The first thing she noticed was that she was desperate to pee. She hadn't used the bathroom before bed. She looked beside her. Applejack was laying on her side, facing her. Rarity positioned herself as close to Applejack as possible without waking her up, lay on her side facing her, and started to pee. She let out a quiet sigh of relief as the crotch and leg of her outfit grew warm and wet. A puddle formed on the bed, and as soon as it reached Applejack, Applejack let out a moan in her sleep, and a louder hissing noise was heard as Applejack's shorts darkened and glistened with her own pee. Rarity chuckled to herself at making Applejack wet the bed. Of course, with how much cider she drank, Applejack would have woken up wet anyway. As soon as she finished peeing, Rarity let out a silent fart, not wanting to wake Applejack up, and went back to sleep. ... Next morning, Rarity got out of bed. She didn't feel a need to pee after her wetting last night, but her outfit was damp. She decided to start working on the second version of this outfit, one she could wear in public without anyone worrying about how dirty or smelly it was. She was about halfway done when Applejack walked in. "Good mornin', Rarity," said Applejack. "Good morning Applejack. How was your sleep?" "It was pretty good. Ah dreamed you led me into a swimmin' pool and we were peeing in it. That was proably when ah wet the bed." She felt her wet shorts. "About that, you started wetting the bed when I wet my outfit laying right next to you." Applejack chuckled. "Nice one, Rares." "Oh, that reminds me, I have to pee now," said Rarity. "But I really want to finish this outfit. It was so fun to make last time." "Then just go," said Applejack. "You already used your outfit as a toilet twice." "Good point." Rarity peed her outfit again, while still working on the other one. "Ah better get back to the farm," said Applejack once Rarity finished peeing. "All right. I'll see you later tonight?" "Sure." Rarity let out a boisterous fart. Applejack responded with an equally loud fart, and left. ... A week later, Rarity and Applejack were at Applejack's house. Rarity had worn this outfit every night with Applejack and not washed it, so it smelled bad. Applejack was sniffing Rarity's butt, which smelled of sweat, farts, and piss. After a few minutes, Rarity let out a long, loud, wet fart in her face. Applejack chuckled and slapped Rarity's butt lightly. "Ooh. Applejack, I need to go... bad!" Rarity stood up and ran for the bathroom. Applejack grabbed a lasso and tied it around Rarity's feet. Rarity fell on her face. Applejack dragged Rarity to a chair and put her over her knee. Rarity squirmed, but she was really excited for what was to come. Applejack began spanking Rarity hard. After about six swats, Rarity lost control and began peeing. The crotch of her smelly outfit was soaked, and so were Applejack's legs and jean shorts. "That's extra spankings for peeing all over me!" Applejack slapped Rarity's butt a total of 20 times, and waited until Rarity was done peeing before she got her off of her. "That never gets old," said Rarity, having enjoyed it greatly. She let out a short, wet fart. "Now ah think you could use a bath," said Applejack. "You just wet yourself again, and you smell real bad." Rarity loved it when Applejack gave her baths. "That would be just divine." Applejack took her into the backyard and threw her in a wooden tub full of warm water, still wearing her wet, stinky outfit. She poured water over her hair and lathered it with shampoo. Rarity farted in the tub while Applejack was washing her hair. Both of them laughed, and then Applejack scrubbed Rarity's sides with soap, then her back, and then she had her position her butt in the air so Applejack could wash it. She washed it twice as long as the rest of her, and Rarity farted in her face a few times before she was done. After that Applejack washed Rarity's feet, tickling her and causing her to splash Applejack, and then she was done. Rarity was soaking wet and smelled only of soap. "I think I'll alternate between this outfit and my other outfit each week. Soon they'll be smelling just as bad again." Applejack slapped Rarity's butt playfully. "Sounds like fun!"
Applejack and RarityIt was a few years since the Equestria Girls had graduated. They were still friends, of course, but Applejack and Rarity's friendship had recently escalated into a romantic relationship. Applejack was still running her farm, and Rarity was running a boutique, selling dresses and other outfits. For the past few years, Applejack had started wearing a different outfit, consisting of a pair of short, tight jean shorts and a white and green T-shirt, while Rarity had taken to wearing her regular light blue shirt and purple skirt again. Now that she was no longer at school, Applejack never changed her outfit, though she did still shower with soap. She even slept in her outfit. So, her outfit smelled bad. But, Rarity never commented on Applejack's smell when they got close. She must not have noticed, for she was always wearing perfume. Today, Applejack was going to sleep over at Rarity's house, and Rarity was a little nervous. She had a few secrets that none of her friends knew, not even Applejack. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie loved to fart. But Rarity was sure she was gassier than both of them put together. Applejack would always express annoyance at Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie and say that farts weren't funny. She had never heard any of the other girls fart before, except Sunset once, and was sure Applejack would be disgusted to find out how flatulate she was. She would always hold it in for a long time, and as soon as she was alone, the next few minutes would be full of fart sounds and a smell. Even now, as they finished their dinner, Rarity was holding it in. She hoped she could hold it until they got to bed. Then, when Applejack was asleep, she'd get to a distant bathroom and hope her farts wouldn't be loud to wake Applejack up. Then there was the matter of her exercise outfit. When she exercised, she'd put on a short, skintight pair of purple shorts and a matching sports bra. She would sweat a lot, and she also used this outfit as her pajamas. And because she never washed her outfit, it always smelled bad. She liked this for reasons she couldn't figure out. She hoped Applejack would be able to stand sleeping in the same bed as her. And, there was that other thing, too. Applejack would probably break up with her if she knew. They watched a movie together, during which Rarity decided she could probably get away with a silent fart. She lifted her leg slightly and felt immense relief as she farted silently. She stopped a little later than she probably should have, and blushed as she could smell it clearly. Applejack could smell it, but all she did was look slightly in Rarity's direction, blush lightly, and get back to the movie. Once they were done the movie, they exercised together, Rarity changing into her exercise outfit. She wasn't nearly as gassy now as before. After an hour, both their legs glistened with sweat, and their outfits were damp. "You look so lovely when you're all sweaty," said Rarity to Applejack. "You too, Rares," said Applejack, slapping Rarity's butt lightly. Rarity giggled and slapped Applejack's butt back. They were tired, so after drinking some water, to which Applejack drank a little less than Rarity thought she probably should have, they climbed into bed. Rarity waited for Applejack to sniff the air and express her disgust at how foul her outfit smelled - she could smell it a lot clearer now for some reason - but Applejack didn't show any signs of it. Rarity felt a little more relaxed knowing Applejack would have commented by now, and fell asleep. At about 2:00 in the morning, Applejack woke up. She looked beside her at Rarity, who was still asleep. Tonight the smell coming off her outfit had seemed stronger than normal. Could it be? Applejack moved Rarity's blankets back slightly and sniffed her. She couldn't believe it. Rarity's outfit smelled as bad as her own. Just then, Rarity let out a loud fart. Applejack felt even more aroused. She looked at Rarity's face. Rarity was still asleep, looking very relaxed as if she was having a wonderful dream. Another loud fart made its way out of Rarity's butt, and this was followed by a series of farts ranging in both length and pitch. Once Rarity was done farting, she scratched her butt, still asleep. Applejack slowly pulled the covers back over and turned away. The air was full of the smell of Rarity's farts, and Applejack inhaled deeply. ... Rarity woke up the next morning to see Applejack was still asleep. She got out of bed and started to make some toast and bacon for breakfast with orange juice. She didn't feel gassy today, but wasn't thinking hard about it. Applejack walked into the kitchen a half hour later. "Howdy, Rarity," she said. "Good morning, Applejack," said Rarity. "How was your sleep?' "It was pretty fun to say the least," said Applejack. "Did you know you fart in your sleep?" Rarity blushed beet red. "Do I?" "You were fartin' more than Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie after a big plate of beans!" "I'm so dreadfully sorry." "And ah couldn't help but notice your exercise outfit smells as bad as mine." "I can understand if you didn't want to be my girlfriend anymore... what?" "Yeah, mah outfit smells as bad as yours, and ah think it's fun to fart." Applejack lifted her leg and farted loudly, sighing of relief. "But... I thought you found it annoying." "Ah just don't find it funny like Dash and Pinkie do. That doesn't mean ah don't like it. Ah just didn't fart in front of you before now cause I thought you'd be disgusted by it." "I felt the same way. That you wouldn't want a girlfriend who was so unladylike." "Unladylike? I'm no more ladylike than Rainbow Dash. Besides, we all fart. It's better if you have fun with it. If anything this all makes me like you even more. And even if ah found it disgusting, ah love you. Ah wouldn't think any less of you if ah found out you didn't use toilet paper." "Well... in that case..." Rarity's heart was racing. "I have one more dirty secret." "Yes?" said Applejack. Rarity accidentally farted out of nervousness. She blushed, as it was her first time she farted loudly in front of Applejack while awake, but Applejack just giggled and let out another explosive fart of her own. "You see, I... Sometimes, when I'm alone at home, and I wake up in the morning or the middle of the night, and I need to use the bathroom, I... um... I don't feel like getting up yet, so I..." "Pee in your shorts?" "Yes." Rarity blushed. "But only that. I don't... mess in them. That would be too messy even for me." "That ain't nothin' to be ashamed of. At least, not around me. Ah wet the bed all the time." "You do?" "Well, usually after drinkin' a lot of cider before bed. That's why ah didn't drink a lot last night." "Oh, I'm so sorry." "Don't be. If ah wake up dry ah pee in mah shorts as soon as ah wake up. Ah don't mind. Then ah blow dry mah shorts before ah shower so no one can tell." Rarity was so excited she peed in her panties a little. Applejack didn't notice, but Rarity knew she'd never have to feel ashamed if she did. ... The next night, Rarity and Applejack got into bed. "Hey Rarity," said Applejack. "Yes?" BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRT! Rarity giggled, and let out a loud fart of her own. FFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew, Rarity," said Applejack. "Was that too much?" "Nope! The stinkier, the better!" They went under the covers for a dutch oven as they continued to release several explosive wet farts in their already-stinky shorts, before they ran out of gas, went back up above the covers, and fell asleep. ... Next morning, Rarity woke up first again. Her heart was pounding. Now that Applejack knew her secret, she could pee in the bed as much as she wanted. Or could she? Would Applejack be angry if she peed all over her? Just as she was reminding herself that Applejack liked to wet the bed too, as if on cue she could hear a loud hissing noise coming from under the blanket. She pulled the sheets back to see bit glistening wet spot on the crotch of Applejack's jean shorts, and the sheets under her being soaked as her powerful stream continued. Rarity put the blankets back over them. There was no way she could do any damage. She laid on her back and sighed as she started to pee. She enjoyed the feeling of the warm wetness as the crotch of her shorts became soaked. Soon the sheets under her butt started to get wetter and wetter. Applejack stopped peeing before Rarity did. Then Rarity let out a loud fart, and Applejack woke up. "What? Is it morning already?" She felt her wet shorts, and saw that Rarity was awake. "Sorry for wettin' your bed, Rares." "It's quite all right. Not all of this pee is yours." She blushed lightly and giggled. "We should do this every time we sleep together. Except for when the other girls are around, of course." "Most definitely! You can shower first." "Nah, you go first." Applejack let out a wet fart. Rarity giggled, picked up her dress, farted one more time, and walked into the bathroom, while Applejack sat in her wet shorts, and didn't mind one bit.
CampingAuthor's Note Fair warning: When they get to the camp, I was sort of rushed to finish it and don't describe anything in detail. This will be a HUGE point of criticism, which is why I was initially not planning on submitting it. Camping It had been a few days since Applejack and Rarity had learned their shared dirty secrets. Both of them were taking four days off to go camping. They had someone to look after the boutique and the farm while they were gone. They were going to a campsite farther than Camp Everfree, where they were sure no one would interrupt them. They drank a big cup of coffee each, and a few glasses of water, as it was a hot summer day and they had woken up damp with sweat, and not peed in the bed this morning. Then they packed their bags. "Aren't you gonna change into your dress?" said Applejack. "I'll pack it, but I think I'll wear my smelly outfit for the trip," said Rarity. "There will be no one there but us, and I know you like it." She turned around and farted loudly. "Nice one, Rares," said Applejack, slapping Rarity's butt playfully. They packed their bags into Applejack's car, and they hit the road. As soon as they turned onto the highway heading for the campsite, Rarity farted. FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity giggled. Applejack chuckled and let out a louder, deeper-pitched fart. BBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity let out a longer but equally loud fart. Applejack released three short but loud farts. Then a boisterous, wet fart made its way out of Rarity's butt. "Hoo, nelly. Y'all sure you didn't soil yourself?" Rarity felt her butt. "No I didn't, thank goodness." They farted for about twenty minutes before they ran out of gas. The inside of the car was really starting to smell, but they liked it so they kept the windows closed. About ten minutes later, the intense urge to pee hit them. All they had drank this morning had gone through them. "Applejack... I need to use the bathroom." "I gotta pee real bad too." They held it for ten minutes before they suddenly hit a traffic jam. "You gotta be kiddin' me!" Applejack honked the horn, but the cars wouldn't move. "I don't know how much longer I can hold it," said Rarity. "If we don't get moving soon, I'm going to pee all over your seat!" "Here." Applejack put her car in park, got out of the driver's seat while holding herself, and opened the trunk. She picked out two garbage bags and two towels. As Rarity sat with her legs crossed, Applejack set a garbage bag on the seat of her car and set a towel on top of it. "You can sit on these if you think you ain't gonna make it." Rarity undid her seat belt and stood up slightly as Applejack placed the garbage bag and towel on her seat. Then Rarity sat back down and buckled up her seat belt. "Ahhhhhh..." Applejack started to pee. The sound of her stream soaking her shorts could be heard. The towel and garbage bag protected her seat. "Are you sure no one can see us?" said Rarity. "They can only see our faces," said Applejack. "It's all right, Rares. Just let it out." Rarity relaxed and began wetting her skintight shorts. She blushed lightly, but let out a sigh of immense relief. They both enjoyed the warm, wet feeling. As soon as they finished peeing, the traffic got moving again. Applejack and Rarity laughed as they continued on the road in their wet shorts. ... They reached their campsite, set up their tent, and packed their coolers inside it, which were full of bottles of cider. Applejack had made sure to pack enough to last them the trip. They also had a case of water bottles, and had mainly brought beans and apples for food. Once they had finished setting up their campsite, they each took a water bottle and began running down a path. It was a hot day so the sun dried their damp shorts. "Should we take those towels off the seats?" said Rarity. "Nah, let's leave 'em there in case we get caught in traffic again." As soon as they reached the end of the path, they ran back the way they came. They did this until they were tired and dripping with sweat. After drinking what remained of their water bottles, they looked at each other, admiring how sexy they looked dripping with sweat. They leaned in to hug each other and kiss, in the process smelling each other. Then they pressed their butts against each other and rubbed them a bit. ... That evening they ate their dinner, consisting of beans cooked over a campfire, with some apples and water, and then they roasted some marshmallows and told ghost stories. "Here's another one," said Rarity. "It's called 'The Smelly, Farting Lady.' It's about a beautiful girl who acted ladylike most of the time, but on her own or with her girlfriend, she loved to smell bad, and even more, she loved to..." PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity glanced over at Applejack with a grin. She had been holding this in for all of Applejack's last story. Applejack let out a loud, deeper-pitched, but slightly shorter fart, sighing of relief. Rarity let out a few shorter, wet farts. Applejack held it and then unleashed an explosive fart that was longer than Rarity's first fart tonight. After about half an hour, their farting had subsided, and they were ready to go to bed. Applejack drank four bottles of cider, while Rarity drank two. "Applejack, darling, you're going to wet your sleeping bag," said Rarity. "Ah know," said Applejack. Rarity giggled. They brushed their teeth and got into their sleeping bags, which were right next to each other. "Good night Rarity," said Applejack. Rarity farted in response. Applejack chuckled. ... Rarity woke up at about 2 in the morning. She could tell it was raining hard from the sound of the raindrops hitting the tent. She needed to pee really badly. At first, she held herself, not wanting to humiliate herself in front of her friends. But then she remembered, Applejack was the only other one there and she didn't have to feel ashamed about doing anything dirty in front of her. Listening to the sounds of the rain, Rarity stopped trying to hold it and sighed in relief as she peed in her sleeping bag. She loved the wet feeling around her, and the naughtiness of what she was doing. Her shorts were soaked before she finished peeing. She did her best not to moan in pleasure, because Applejack was still sleeping. A loud fart was heard right beside Rarity. Rarity looked at Applejack, who was still asleep. It seemed Rarity wasn't the only one who farted in her sleep. Applejack farted again, and then a hissing sound was heard. Though she was still asleep, Applejack had a relaxed look on her face and let out a slight moan of relief. After just over a minute, Applejack finished peeing. ... At the time, Applejack was dreaming about running through hard rain. She saw Rarity fall into a river, and dove in after her. Applejack held on to Rarity as they fell over a waterfall into a calm lake, with it still pouring rain. It was then that Applejack felt an intense need to pee. "I gotta go to the bathroom," she said. The rain, lake, and waterfall weren't helping. "You can go right here," said Rarity. Rarity sighed in relief with a relaxed expression on her face. There was no doubt in her mind what Rarity was doing, though the water didn't seem to get any warmer. So, Applejack let go and started peeing, also sighing of relief. Now the water was getting warmer, and felt wetter too. She relaxed in the lake with Rarity for some time before sitting at the side of the lake in the rain. ... Applejack woke up, a little disappointed that her relaxing, romantic moment with Rarity was only a dream. Then she remembered she was camping with her, and they had three more days of fun and quality time together. The next thing she noticed was that she felt wet. She felt her shorts, and her sleeping bag, and sniffed. The smell of pee was in the air. Applejack sighed in satisfaction. Her bladder was not quite empty, as the rest of the cider had gone through her. Applejack peed again and waited for Rarity to wake up. About five minutes later, Rarity woke up. Her bladder also had a bit more in it, though less than Applejack. As she peed, Applejack heard her. "Good morning, Rarity." "Good morning Applejack. How are you doing?" "Wet." Applejack chuckled. "Me too." Rarity giggled. They got out of their wet sleeping bags and had breakfast in the sunlight, as the sky had cleared, though the ground was still wet and muddy. They did their run, on the concrete path, drying themselves in the summer heat. Then they drank some water. "What now?" said Applejack. "We should walk through the forest." "Good idea." So they started walking along a path in the forest. The dirt spots were still muddy, as the sun hadn't dried them yet. "Isn't the scenery divine?" said Rarity. "Yep," said Applejack. Rarity started to run to turn a corner and see what view awaited her. But she slipped on a slick patch of mud and fell headfirst through a hole in a tree. The hole was on both sides of the tree, but Rarity's arms were at her sides, inside the hole. She struggled, but couldn't get out. "Applejack, darling, be a dear and get me out of here?" said Rarity. Applejack walked over to Rarity and pulled on her legs, but slipped on the mud and fell on her butt. "Are you all right, darling?" said Rarity. "I'm a bit dirty, but fine." Applejack stood up. "Maybe try pushing instead?" Applejack started to push on Rarity's butt. It felt so soft against her hands, and Applejack could smell it over her own smell. She sniffed as she pushed. Rarity's butt smelled like farts, piss, and a year of unwashed sweat. Rarity also liked the feeling. It made her forget a bit about her situation. Then she farted loudly in Applejack's face. "Nice one, Rarity," said Applejack, patting Rarity's butt. Rarity giggled. As Applejack continued to push, Rarity farted again. Applejack sniffed deeply with each fart. "This ain't workin'," said Applejack after about ten minutes. "I'll go get my geode." She started to walk back to the tent. "Applejack, do hurry up. I have to pee rather badly." "Just go in your shorts. It wouldn't be the first time this trip." She did have a point. As Applejack left, Rarity started to pee in her skintight, stinky shorts. Waterfalls of pee trickled down her legs and onto the mud below her. This was a new sensation to Rarity, who was used to peeing herself while laying down or sitting down. She farted again before she was done peeing. She waited in her wet shorts for five minutes before Applejack returned with her geode. She put her hand on Rarity's butt and pushed forward. Rarity slid through the hole, flipped over, and landed butt-first on the muddy ground. "Thank you Applejack," said Rarity. "If only my shorts didn't get dirty." "They already smelled real bad and you peed in them so much, they were already dirtier than the mud could get them on its own." "You're right." Rarity giggled. Applejack sat down next to Rarity and peed in her dirty, stinky jean shorts. "Sorry for not gettin' my geode sooner. Ah just really liked the feelin' of your behind. And the smell." Rarity giggled. "I was rather enjoying myself too." ... Though this event did not repeat during their camping trip, the other events did, and they gave each other butt massages before bed. Applejack's butt was firmer than Rarity's, and they both enjoyed it. They also rubbed each other's stinky feet. On Day 3, it rained again, and Applejack and Rarity went for their run in the rain, which washed the dirt from the mud off their shorts, but wasn't enough to wash off the smell. Other than the rain, they didn't swim or use the showers (or deodorant), so when they returned from their trip, they smelled bad. They showered, but only blow dried their outfits, which were damp from peeing on the way back.
Belly ProblemsIt was a few days after Rarity and Applejack returned from their camping trip. Today, they both finished their work before 3:00, and planned to spend the rest of the day together. First, they walked through the woods, Rarity sniffing Applejack and her dirty outfit every chance she got. Rarity saw some berries growing on a bush to the side, and ate them. They tasted a little funny to her. After enjoying the walk, they returned to Applejack's house, where Rarity changed into her exercise outfit, and they did some situps, and then some stretches. Until Rarity suddenly felt an intense pain in her stomach, and groaned. Applejack, who had gotten a sudden urge to pee, was just about to head to the bathroom when she heard Rarity groan. "You all right, sugarcube?" she asked, looking concerned. "I'm having a terrible tummy ache." "Lay down on mah bed and I'll see what ah can do." Rarity ran into Applejack's room and laid down on her bed without hesitation. She lay curled up, the pain in her gut so intense she was tearing up a little. "Did you eat anythin' weird today?" "Not really," said Rarity. "Wait..." She tried to think in spite of the pain. "Those berries I ate on my walk did taste funny." "Phew," said Applejack in relief. "If that's all, I've got just the thing." Applejack walked out the room. She came back with a small glass of something yellow. "Drink this. It'll make your stomachache go away lickety split!" Rarity drank it. "It tastes like apple juice, not medicine. Are you sure it'll help me get better?" "Those berries you ate were rotten. Ah ate some once too, and ah recovered. But this'll speed it up." "What do you mean, speed-" She was interrupted by a gurgling in her stomach, which then started to feel a bit lower. A few seconds later, she let out a short, loud fart. "Feel better?" said Applejack. "A bit," said Rarity, noticing her pain had decreased a little. "Good. Let it all out, Rares." Rarity lay on her side facing away from Applejack. She moved one leg so it was like she was lifting her leg if she had been standing up. FFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRT! Applejack felt aroused watching Rarity fart in this position, in her skintight, already-smelly shorts. Part of this might have had to do with needing to pee, rather badly now, but right now she was focused on making Rarity feel better and her subsequent gassiness. Then Rarity got on all fours and positioned herself with her rear end in the air, facing Applejack. BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew," said Applejack, fanning the air with her hat. "That smells worse than when ah messed in mah shorts." "Oh," said Rarity. "Was that... terribly unpleasant?" "It wasn't too bad. It smelled somethin' awful, though." Rarity let out another loud fart, except this one was higher-pitched, and a bit longer. Then she lay on her back and lifted both her legs into the air, bending her knees to get them as high as possible, with her behind still facing Applejack. PPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRT! Rarity sighed in relief. She was starting to feel much better. Applejack was so excited to see Rarity farting so loud that she started to pee in her shorts. Normally she would have noticed the warm wetness trickling down her legs, but she was too transfixed by Rarity. After two more boisterous farts, Rarity got back on all fours. "Would you like to help squeeze these farts out?" "Would ah ever!" Applejack finished peeing and started to massage Rarity's butt. She loved how soft it was, and the way it smelled. Though of course she could barely smell Rarity's outfit over her farts. Rarity farted several times, even now a little nervous that the smell might drive Applejack away, but Applejack still seemed to like the smell of her farts. After a few minutes, Rarity's gas was gone, and so was her stomachache. "I'm all better now," said Rarity. "What was that you gave me?" "Just some apple juice with fart powder in it. You'd have farted it all out eventually like ah did, but this just sped it up." "Thank you, Applejack." Rarity gave her a hug, and noticed her wet shorts for the first time. She giggled. "Were you that excited to see me fart?" "You bet." Applejack chuckled. They hung out inside the house for the rest of the day, with Applejack cooking some baked beans and apple pie for herself and Rarity a little later in the evening, by which time Applejack's shorts had nearly dried. They sat on the couch watching sports on TV when two feelings hit both Rarity and Applejack. "Applejack, darling, could you lay facedown on the floor?" said Rarity. "Sure," said Applejack, looking forward to what Rarity was going to do to her. As soon as Applejack was laying facedown, Rarity sat on her butt. She let out a loud fart, which Applejack could feel vibrating against her. Then Rarity began peeing, soaking both her skintight shorts and Applejack's stinky jean shorts. Applejack moaned in pleasure. "Can you get up?" said Applejack after about 10 seconds. "I gotta go to the bathroom." She knew what Rarity's response would be, but it was always more fun to pretend. "You're already wet, so just go in your shorts." Rarity giggled. Applejack chuckled, and sighed as she also began peeing herself for the second time today. The puddle under her grew bigger. Before she was done peeing, she let out a loud, deep-pitched fart, causing Rarity to giggle. They farted on each other for several minutes due to the beans before they ran out of gas. Only then did Rarity stand up. Applejack stood up after her. Both their shorts were soaked in pee and smelled even worse than they had this morning. They laughed at the state they were in, and rubbed their butts against each other. "Reckon we should dry off before bed?" said Applejack. "No, let's sleep the way we are," said Rarity. "We're only going to get wetter in the morning." "Sounds good." Author's Note The whole rotten berries and farting thing of course was inspired by something Donkey said in Shrek.
Rarity's New OutfitAuthor's Note To those who hate this content: Don't worry, this will be the last I fetishize Rarity's Other Side outfit for a while. Rarity's New Outfit Applejack had just finished a day's work at the farm. It wasn't much harder than usual, but her outfit was damp with sweat, which glistened off her legs. She was now walking to the door of Rarity's house for a night of fun. She opened the door and stopped at the sight before her. Rarity was laying on her stomach, wearing a skintight, sleeveless, black spandex unitard. "You look smashing," said Rarity. "So do you," said Applejack. "And ah didn't think anything could look better than your exercise outfit." "Why thank you. I'm thinking of making another one to wear in public so the world can see it, and it will come with high heels." Rarity was barefoot at the moment. "That'd be just dandy." Rarity let out a loud fart. She giggled, and Applejack felt aroused. "I drank quite a few glasses of water with fart powder in it in preparation for tonight." "You didn't need that, you're gassy enough as it is. But this'll make it more fun!" FFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRT! Applejack walked closer to Rarity and stared at her butt. She could smell Rarity's farts now, and inhaled deeply. "Would you like to give me a butt massage?" "Do you even have to ask?" Rarity got up on all fours, and Applejack started rubbing her tush. She loved how soft it felt, and it looked just as good in this skintight outfit as it did in her shorts. Rarity let out a flurry of explosive farts in Applejack's face. She giggled, and Applejack sniffed every time, feeling more aroused with each fart. Rarity also loved the feeling of Applejack caressing her butt. "Wait a moment," said Rarity after several minutes. Applejack paused, and Rarity positioned herself with her rear end in the air. "Okay, continue." Applejack rubbed Rarity's behind harder, feeling more aroused at her in this position. BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! "Phew, Rarity," said Applejack, patting Rarity's butt before rubbing it as hard as she could. "That smells worse than that time a horse farted in my face." Rarity giggled. "Wait, was that too much?" "Not at all. The stinkier, the better!" Rarity released several more farts that were shorter, but equal in length. The first two were higher-pitched, and the third was deeper-pitched. Then came a fart that was longer, but airy. Applejack liked these as much as the loud farts. After several more minutes, Rarity said "That's good enough. I need to use the bathroom." "Oh really?" said Applejack. She started tickling Rarity's armpits. Rarity started to laugh, rolling on her back to try to resist Applejack, but Applejack was stronger and tickled harder. Rarity accidentally let out a few farts as Applejack tickled her. "Applejack! Hahahahahaha! Stop! Hahahahahahaha! I need to pee! Hahahahahahaha!" Applejack stopped for a few seconds, letting Rarity catch her breath. She grabbed both her feet with one hand and tickled them with the other. Rarity started to laugh harder, and in seconds, a wet spot appeared on her crotch, which rapidly expanded, and soon a puddle began to grow under her. Rarity did not stop laughing, and Applejack tickled her for about thirty seconds after she finished wetting herself. "Applejack!" said Rarity once she stopped laughing. "You made me pee in my new outfit!" "Sorry, Rares." "Oh, it's all right." Rarity punched Applejack's arm playfully. "You know I was going to wet this outfit in bed anyway. That was rather fun." ... After a night of exercise and watching a movie, during which they farted a lot and drank several cups of cider, Rarity and Applejack climbed into bed, Rarity still in her new outfit which was a little damp around the crotch and butt, and smelled of urine. Rarity woke up in the middle of the night. The first thing she noticed was that she was desperate to pee. She hadn't used the bathroom before bed. She looked beside her. Applejack was laying on her side, facing her. Rarity positioned herself as close to Applejack as possible without waking her up, lay on her side facing her, and started to pee. She let out a quiet sigh of relief as the crotch and leg of her outfit grew warm and wet. A puddle formed on the bed, and as soon as it reached Applejack, Applejack let out a moan in her sleep, and a louder hissing noise was heard as Applejack's shorts darkened and glistened with her own pee. Rarity chuckled to herself at making Applejack wet the bed. Of course, with how much cider she drank, Applejack would have woken up wet anyway. As soon as she finished peeing, Rarity let out a silent fart, not wanting to wake Applejack up, and went back to sleep. ... Next morning, Rarity got out of bed. She didn't feel a need to pee after her wetting last night, but her outfit was damp. She decided to start working on the second version of this outfit, one she could wear in public without anyone worrying about how dirty or smelly it was. She was about halfway done when Applejack walked in. "Good mornin', Rarity," said Applejack. "Good morning Applejack. How was your sleep?" "It was pretty good. Ah dreamed you led me into a swimmin' pool and we were peeing in it. That was proably when ah wet the bed." She felt her wet shorts. "About that, you started wetting the bed when I wet my outfit laying right next to you." Applejack chuckled. "Nice one, Rares." "Oh, that reminds me, I have to pee now," said Rarity. "But I really want to finish this outfit. It was so fun to make last time." "Then just go," said Applejack. "You already used your outfit as a toilet twice." "Good point." Rarity peed her outfit again, while still working on the other one. "Ah better get back to the farm," said Applejack once Rarity finished peeing. "All right. I'll see you later tonight?" "Sure." Rarity let out a boisterous fart. Applejack responded with an equally loud fart, and left. ... A week later, Rarity and Applejack were at Applejack's house. Rarity had worn this outfit every night with Applejack and not washed it, so it smelled bad. Applejack was sniffing Rarity's butt, which smelled of sweat, farts, and piss. After a few minutes, Rarity let out a long, loud, wet fart in her face. Applejack chuckled and slapped Rarity's butt lightly. "Ooh. Applejack, I need to go... bad!" Rarity stood up and ran for the bathroom. Applejack grabbed a lasso and tied it around Rarity's feet. Rarity fell on her face. Applejack dragged Rarity to a chair and put her over her knee. Rarity squirmed, but she was really excited for what was to come. Applejack began spanking Rarity hard. After about six swats, Rarity lost control and began peeing. The crotch of her smelly outfit was soaked, and so were Applejack's legs and jean shorts. "That's extra spankings for peeing all over me!" Applejack slapped Rarity's butt a total of 20 times, and waited until Rarity was done peeing before she got her off of her. "That never gets old," said Rarity, having enjoyed it greatly. She let out a short, wet fart. "Now ah think you could use a bath," said Applejack. "You just wet yourself again, and you smell real bad." Rarity loved it when Applejack gave her baths. "That would be just divine." Applejack took her into the backyard and threw her in a wooden tub full of warm water, still wearing her wet, stinky outfit. She poured water over her hair and lathered it with shampoo. Rarity farted in the tub while Applejack was washing her hair. Both of them laughed, and then Applejack scrubbed Rarity's sides with soap, then her back, and then she had her position her butt in the air so Applejack could wash it. She washed it twice as long as the rest of her, and Rarity farted in her face a few times before she was done. After that Applejack washed Rarity's feet, tickling her and causing her to splash Applejack, and then she was done. Rarity was soaking wet and smelled only of soap. "I think I'll alternate between this outfit and my other outfit each week. Soon they'll be smelling just as bad again." Applejack slapped Rarity's butt playfully. "Sounds like fun!"
