In a whirlwind tour, Pinkie showed Twilight and Spike around the city of Maretropolis. However, it seemed she mostly took them to various sweet shops she likes to visit. From the ‘Sugarcube Corner’ in the east that they were already familiar with, to the ‘Lofty Pursuits’ candy store in the west. She even took them to the ice cream vendors she likes in the five plazas of the city.

“Uh, Pinkie?” Twilight started. “Is there any reason you keep taking us to these candy stores?” She looked at the triple-decker party cone in her hands with unease.

“Oops, sorry,” the candy-haired woman said, ice cream smeared all over her mouth. “Guess I got a little carried away there.” GRRRROOOOOWWLLL! “And my tummy’s still hungry,” she moaned.

“Well, why don’t we go to a café that serves real food?” Fluttershy suggested. “I heard Café Dolce in the upper-east is really nice.”

“Ah’ight, it’s settled,’ Applejack said adjusting her Stetson. “Let’s git goin’ to Café Dolce.”

“YAAAYY!!! TAAAXIIII!!!!” Pinkie screamed as she ran to the streets.

Spike quickly stuffed the rest of his ice cream cone into his mouth and caught up with the girls. “Whew, think I’m gonna eat light today,” he said to Twilight.

“Me too,” she replied taking a ginger lick of her ice cream. “Oof, I’m grateful to Pinkie for showing us around the city, but after treating us to six sweet shops and five icream stands, I feel like I’m going to pop.”

Four of them pile into a cab while Fluttershy followed behind on wing. “One of the advantages of being an avian.” She told them. On the cab ride to the restaurant, Pinkie offered to take the barely touched ice cream cone from Twilight, who happily handed it to the pudgy woman. She greedily ate it up and rubbed her soft belly.

They finally arrive at the café and take a moment to look over the ‘Specials’ sign outside.

“Ooh, I don’t know what I want. It all sounds so yummy!” Pinkie exclaimed. She wiped drool from her mouth in anticipation of the food.

“I’ll probably get the grilled chicken salad,” Fluttershy murmured.

“Well, y’all know wha’ Ah want,” Applejack said tipping her hat.

Twilight and Spike stood there for a few moments thinking it over. “You want to split a tuna melt?” Spike offered.

“(urp) Yes, that sounds like a good idea,” Twilight belched into her hand. “I don’t think I could finish a whole meal and taking home leftovers always feels weird.”

With their meals decided, they started for the entrance. Right at that moment, a man on a bicycle came careening towards them. Everyone but Fluttershy reacted, who just stood there too stunned to move. Spike, who was closest to her, grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her out of harms way. The man sped away, rattling off a string of swears and flipped them off.

“THA’S RIGH! YOU BETTAH RUN OR AH’LL CUT YER TAIL!!!” Applejack hollered.

The four of them gathered around the pink-haired avian to make sure she was alright.

“You’re not hurt, are you?” Twilight asked looking her over.

Fluttershy shook her head, “No, I’m fine thanks to Spike here.”

“That’s good,” he said brushing her off.

“OOH! That makes me so mad!” Pinkie huffed. “If I ever see that guy again, I’m gonna POW! WHAMMO!” she swung her fists around.

“Ah swear, th’ nerve o’ sum people,” Applejack shook her head in.

“Thank you, Spike. I don’t know what would’ve happened if you didn’t save me,” Fluttershy turned to the green-haired man.

“Oh, it was nothing. I just don’t like seeing anyone get hurt. Especially my friends.”

Fluttershy smiled and reached up to rub Spike on the head. The young man’s eyes rolled back slightly, and he started to pant. “Ah, ah, yeah, right there. Wait! Stop that!” he swatted Fluttershy’s hand away, confused as to why it felt good. The pink-haired woman giggled.

“Come on people! Let’s gooOOoo! I’m hungry!” Pinkie shouted.

“So, where were you last night, Brawly?” the blue-haired detective said to the man next to him in the police cruiser. “Could’ve done with some backup.”

“I was dealing with a robbery, Flash,” he answered. “We had a break in at another jewelry store.”

Brawly Beats was a man in his late twenties. He stood over six feet and had a large frame. He had medium length sky-blue hair that was tied back, round clear-blue eyes, and a small nose. A pair of sunglasses rested on his head and a small gold chain hung from his neck.

“What’s the matter? Can Flash Sentry Valerius, son of the Chief of Police, not handle a little dust up at the Farmer’s Market?” He teased.

Flash wordlessly worked his mouth in a mocking manner. “It wasn’t a ‘little dust up’. There were fifty or more people injured, and some claim to have been under mind control. Plus, there was some woman in the most outrageous get up.”

“Riiight. And this woman was able to slip away from you how, again?”

“S-shut up!” Flash said defensively and quickly change the subject. “So, what was the robbery? More dogs?”

“Yeah, they’ve been showing up again lately,” Brawly pulled out his phone and scrolled through it. “There was a robbery last Wednesday. Jewelry store as well.”

“That’s their typical MO: hit up places loaded with jewelry.” Flash scratched his head in confusion. “I thought they weren’t operating since they didn’t have an ‘alpha’ to command them?”

“Seems they found a new one. Only question is: who?”

“Well, looks like we’re gonna have to do a bit of ‘digging’ of our own.”

“Oh, hey! Stop here,” Brawly pointed to a café ahead of them. “I wanna get something to eat.”

“Dude, you ate like two hours ago,” Flash raised an eyebrow at his partner. “You wolfed down this huge breakfast burrito.”

“Yeah, I can eat again.”

Flash sighed and pulled into a spot near the restaurant.

As Twilight and the rest finished ordering their food, the indigo-haired woman noticed who just stepped into the restaurant.

“Eep!” She squealed and tried to make herself as small as possible.

“What’s up, Twi?” Spike asked leaning in close.

“That guy who just walked in…NO! Don’t look at him” Twilight blurted out causing Spike to jump a little. “It’s the detective from last night,” She whispered.

“What? Really?” The green-haired man used his phone camera to get a look at the person Twilight was talking about. “Oh, yeah. It is him. Why’s he in here, though?”

“I don’t know. Maybe the universe is playing a cruel joke on me?”

“Well, I wouldn’t worry,” Spike assured her, and the woman gave him a look. “It was dark, and you had a mask on. Plus, you were…” he made a motion with his hands at his chest.

“Whacha talking about?” Pinkie leaned way over to hear the two. “Oooooh, is it that guy over there?” she pointed to Flash Sentry. “Do you like him? Do you think he’s cute?”

“I mean…well that’s…I guess…” Twilight stumbled over her words trying to come up with a lie.

“HEEEEEEY!!!” Pinkie shouted across the room, waving her arms frantically. “MY FRIEND HERE THINKS YOU’RE CUTE!!!!”

Everyone in the café got quiet and gave the group confused looks, including Flash. Twilight held her head in her hands and groaned, Spike stifled a laugh, Applejack folded her arms and shook her head, and Fluttershy just gave Pinkie a disapproving look.

“What? Thought you wanted to talk to him?” Pinkie said innocently.

“Sugarcube,” Applejack started putting a hand on the candy-haired woman’s shoulder. “There are some things ya jus’ don’ do.”

Fifteen minutes later their food arrived. Twilight and Spike split a tuna melt with a side of fries. Fluttershy got a grilled chicken salad with a side of plain yogurt. Pinkie got something called ‘The Big One’; a sandwich with horseradish, roast beef, mustard, ham, swiss cheese, mayonnaise, turkey, American cheese, sliced onions, sliced tomatoes, melted butter, all on a loaf of French bread. It was bigger than her head. Applejack got a plate of whole apples.

“You really like your apples, don’t you?” Twilight asked.

The farmer picked up one of the red fruits and took a large bite. CRUNCH, SLURP. “Well, as mah granny always said: an apple a day.” MUNCH, CRUNCH.

Twilight sat there for a few moments waiting for Applejack to finish her thought. “…Keeps the doctor away…?”

“Nope,” the blond finished the first apple and started on her second.

“Okay then.” The librarian looked around the table. “Everyone enjoying their food?”

“Uh-huh,” Fluttershy answered.

“Yeah, Twi. You gotta try the tuna melt,” Spike said to her. “It’s super good.”

“Gimme a sec,” Pinkie grunted as she held the entire sandwich in front of her face. “Man, I think I’m gonna need a bigger mouth.”

Twilight chuckled then started on her half of the tuna melt. Spike was right, it was super good. She closed her eyes and savored the taste. After a few seconds she opened them and began to take another bite but was distracted by Pinkie, who was leaning back in her chair and patting her soft belly. The hyperactive woman had apparently eaten the entire sandwich in the short time she closed her eyes. Twilight set her sandwich down and stared in disbelief.

“What? When? How?” She sputtered pointing at the woman.

“Twilight, don’t,” Applejack said polishing off her third apple. “It’s Pinkie, we’ve learned it’s best not to ask questions.”

The indigo-haired woman shook her head and returned to her lunch.

“So, Twilight,” Fluttershy said in a soft voice. “What else would you like to see today? It’s only a little after twelve.”

“Actually, I was hoping to swing by a department store. I need to buy some clothes. I apparently didn’t pack enough.”

“Oh, yeah. Ah seem t’ recall ya sayin’ sumthin’ ‘bout tha’,” Applejack added, finishing her plate of apples.

“There’s a JCPony nearby,” Pinkie jumped in, snatching a French fry from Spike’s plate. “The Cakes wanted me to check out mixers. So, this is the perfect opportunity.”

“Spike, what about you?” Fluttershy turned to the green-haired man.

“Oh, I don’t really need to go anywhere. I’m fine with just tagging along,” he said looking down at his curiously fryless plate.

“Okay, let’s do that,” Twilight said wiping her mouth on a napkin. She flagged down their waitress and they received their bills. On the way out of the café, she bumped into someone. “Oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking…” She paused when she realized who she ran into. Detective Valerius from the night before.

“No harm done,” he said turning to her. “Just be careful, okay? Hey, have we met before?”

“Nope. Not at all. I just moved here yesterday,” she answered quickly.

“Really? ‘Cause I swear I’ve seen you somewhere.”

“How’s that possible? I’ve never met you before right now. Well, bye.” Twilight waved nervously and left the café.

“What was that about?” Flash thought aloud.

“What’s up?” Brawly asked stepping up next to him.

“This…girl just bumped into me. I got this weird feeling of déjà vu. Like I’ve met her before.”

“Was she cute?”

“Well…yeah, but…”

“Did she have nice rack?”

“Dude!” Flash gave his partner a look. “But, yeah, she did.”

The group took another cab to the department store JCPony. They left Pinkie in kitchen supplies while the rest headed for the clothing department.

“Anythin’ in particular ya were lookin’ fer?” Applejack asked.

“Not really,” the librarian answered sifting through the racks of clothes. “Mostly just something that’s comfortable and affordable.”

“Ooh, this looks nice,” Fluttershy said grabbing a shirt from the rack. She looked at the price tag and made a face. “Never mind.”

Twilight looked down at her chest then to the clothes on the hangers. She scrunched up her face then searched for an employee. “Excuse me,” she said to the frizzy-haired woman she found. “Where can I find clothes in…my size?” she indicated her voluptuous body.

“You’ll want to check out section ‘E’,” the woman pointed. “You should be able to find what you’re looking for.”

“Thank you.” Twilight made a beeline for section ‘E’.

“Damn,” the woman said under her breath as she watched Twilight’s plump posterior wobble and sway with every step.

Twilight sifted through the clothes looking for a size that would fit. However, she was uncertain what her size even was now, so she simply selected any size available just to be safe. Her gem glowed and she levitated the clothes she picked out to the nearest changing room.

As Twilight tried on the clothes, Pinkie came bounding over to the group carrying three mixers.

“OKIE-DOKE! Got what I need!” she exclaimed. “Where’s Twilight?”

Spike pointed and the candy-haired woman skipped over to the changing rooms.

“You okay in there, Twilight? Need any help finding clothes?”

“Pinkie?” Twilight’s voice came from the room. “Yeah, I’m fine. No need for your assistance.”

“OKAAAAY!!!”

“Uh, Pinkie? Why do you have three mixers?” Fluttershy asked.

“Well, we’re expecting an increase in sales this summer,” Pinkie started. “So, I figured buying more than one mixer would be for the best.”

“I guess that makes sense,” the pink-haired avian said softly.

The door to the changing room swung open and Twilight stepped out. “Okay, I think we got it.”

“Oooh,” the group said in unison as they turned to look at the librarian. Twilight had on a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt with the word BOOKWORM printed on the front, and a navy blue over shirt.

“So, what do you think?” she said giving them a twirl.

“Ya look good, gurl. It suits ya,” Applejack said with a nod of approval.

“Yeah, I think so too,” Fluttershy agreed.

“You look super cute!” Pinkie practically shouted.

“I like the fact that you managed to find a shirt that says ‘bookworm’ on it,” Spike said flatly.

“I couldn’t find one that says ‘librarian’, unfortunately,” Twilight lamented. She looked herself over and noted how the clothes accentuated her curves, her chest especially. “Well, I’ll go find a few more shirts and pants in this size,” she turned and saw the changing room full of the clothes she picked up. “Right after I put these back.”

Twilight’s gem glowed and the pile of apparel levitated in the air and began folding themselves. They were put back on their hangers and returned to their spots on the racks in a matter of seconds. The librarian then ran through the racks picking out new sets of clothes.

“Hup,” Spike made a noise and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Oh, the Wonderbolts just sent out a tweet. ‘Hope y’all are having a spectacular day. New video up soon’. Sweet.”

“Who are the Wonderbolts?” Twilight asked, returning to the group. A new selection of clothes following behind her.

Everyone gave her stunned looks. A few nearby customers even turned.

“You don’t know who the Wonderbolts are?” Pinkie gasped.

“No? Should I?” Twilight said sheepishly.

The Wonderbolts were an internet group comprised of primarily avians. Most of their content would consist of them preforming various stunts, choreographed flight patterns, or simply chugging a bottle of mustard just for the sake of it.

“Here, just watch this,” Spike held up his phone for Twilight to see as a video loaded on it.

The video started with the logo of the Wonderbolts zooming up to the screen. It changed to a woman standing on top of a skyscraper looking at the camera. The woman had bright, rainbow-colored hair tied back in a pony tail, small cerise-colored eyes, and a small nose that turned upwards slightly. She was a petite woman, with a toned athletic body. She wore a blue and yellow skin-tight flight suit and had a pair of goggles resting on her forehead.

“WHAT’S UP, WONDERFANS?!” the woman shouted to the camera. “RAINBOW DASH HERE, AND I’M COMING AT YA WITH MY NEWEST ‘DEATH DEFYING’ STUNT!!”

The camera changed to the side of the building.

“TODAY, I’M GONNA LEAP OFF THIS SKYSCRAPER! FREEFALL THROUGH THESE RINGS WE’VE HAD SET UP!!”

The camera zooms in on a set of rings hovering next to the skyscraper.

“THEN, JUST BEFORE I SMACK INTO THE PAVEMENT, I’LL CATCH MYSELF AND ROCKET THROUGH THE LINE OF RINGS AT THE BOTTOM!! HAH! EASY!!”

The camera cuts back to the polychromatic woman with her arms crossed and a confident look on her face.

“AS ALWAYS, A BIG SHOUT OUT TO OUT TO OUR TECHNICIAN, COMET TAIL! NONE OF THIS WOULD BE POSSIBLE WITHOUT HIM! SPREAD THE LOVE! SPREAD IT ALL OVER HIS FAAACE!! HAHA!!” The woman made a wiping motion with her hand.

“Please don’t! Do not listen to her!” came a male voice from off camera.

The woman smiled wildly and snapped the goggles onto her face and stepped over to the edge of the building. “ALRIGHT, LET’S DO THIS!! REMEMBER KIDS, DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME!!”

“Well, you get the gist of it,” Spike said putting his phone away. “They make crazy videos like that and post them to the internet. They’re pretty huge, actually. Can’t believe you’ve never heard of them.”

“Well, excuse me for wanting to get into a good college and get a degree,” Twilight said sarcastically.

They head for the cash register and Twilight pays for the clothes she picked out.

“We know the Wonderbolts!” Pinkie suddenly blurted bouncing on the balls of her feet.

“Uh, what?” Twilight and Spike say in unison turning to give the baker a confused look.

“We know a Wonderbolt, Pinkie,” Applejack corrected.

“You do? Who? How?” Spike rushed over to the other three firing off questions.

“Well, actually, it’s Rainbow Dash Prism,” Fluttershy answered meekly. “She’s the friend I told you about yesterday. I’ve known her since we were kids.”

“You’re friends with the Sonic Rainboom?” Spike said excitedly, grabbing Fluttershy by the shoulders.

“Easy there, cowboy,” Applejack steps in and pulls him off the dazed woman. “It’s not as cracked up as ya migh’ think. Dash can get kinda…well, annoyin’.”

“Annoying? How?”

“AJ’s just upset Dash beat her in the cider chugging contest last Apple Scrapple Festival,” Pinkie chided.

“Am not!”

“Hey! Why don’t we swing by their office?” the baker suggested. “It is in Maretropolis.”

“Nope, not today,” Applejack cut in. “Ah got t’ git back t’ the farm.”

“And Angel probably needs me,” Fluttershy added. “He’s sick right now, and he gets really cranky when he’s sick.”

“Yeah, I guess I should deliver these mixers to the Sugarcube Corner,” Pinkie hefted the boxes up a bit. “Even I don’t want to carry them all over the city.”

The three women nod in agreement and turn to Twilight and Spike.

“So, we’re not visiting the Wonderbolts today?” he asked.

“Nope. We’ll see them when we’re a little less busy,” the farmer replied.

Spike sighed and slumped his shoulders. Fluttershy moved over to him and began to rub his head again. “Don’t worry, Spike,” she said in a soothing voice. “They’ll still be there.”

Once again, Spike’s eyes rolled back, and he started panting before he quickly swatted her away.

“Well, if we’re all done here, let’s get moving,” Twilight said.

The group made their way towards one of the exits. As they moved through the department store, they passed by a table where a blue-haired woman in a skirt suit stood looking bored. She noticed the five people and immediately perked up, grabbing something off the table.

“Would any of you care to try the latest essence that is on the market?” the woman holds up a small glass bottle with an atomizer. Inside the bottle is a bright-orange fluid.

Fluttershy paused to have a look, ever curious and polite. Not wanting to leave their friend behind, the other four stopped to wait for her.

“True-Beauty, let your inner you shine brightly.” She squeezed the atomizer releasing a cloud of perfume. The woman gestured to the table behind her. Rows of perfume bottles filled with different colored liquids lined the table.

“Oh, god. I got some in my mouth,” Twilight choked.

“I don’t get it,” Spike murmured.

“Huh, it kinda smells like…dishwater?” Pinkie said.

“Not really into tha’ funny-smellin’ stuff ya got,” Applejack takes off her Stetson and waves the perfume away. “Tha’s more Rarity’s thang.”

“Let’s go before I choke to death,” Twilight coughs urging everyone away.

“Oh, we’re leaving?” Fluttershy asks as she checks out the table. “Bye-bye.” She waves to the woman and leaves with the rest.

Since everyone was going to completely different places in the city, they all decided to take separate taxis. Applejack and Pinkie shared a cab, while Twilight and Spike rode in their own. Fluttershy took advantage of her avian nature and flew back to her apartment. After a bit of riding, Twilight’s and Spike’s cab stops.

“Where are we? This isn’t the library,” Spike asked.

“We’re making one last stop,” Twilight said getting out of the cab. “I have to buy a few, well, you’ll see.”

Spike cocked an eyebrow and stepped out of the cab. He turned and looked up at the shop sign. “Mistmane’s Alternative Apparel?” he read aloud. “What does that even mean?”

“Come on, Spike,” Twilight called standing at the door.

As the two stepped into the shop, they both notice the flowery scent that hung in the air. A mixture of lavender, jasmine, and rosemary that didn’t assail the nose but created a relaxing feeling. The shop walls were lined with a maroon wallpaper with turquoise cloud print and pictures of flower fields hung at six feet intervals.

Spike looked around the shop and registered immediately where he was. “This is a lingerie store,” he nearly shouted.

“Keep your voice down,” Twilight reprimanded. “Yeah, I need to buy underwear, and Raven said this was the place to go.”

“I’ll just wait outside,” Spike turned for the door but was stopped by his sister.

“Stay here and act like an adult.”

Their commotion drew the attention of two employees who stepped out from the back.

“OMG. Inky, we like, have customers. This is so great,” the first one said.

“Indeed, Lily,” the other merely agreed.

The one called Lily was a somewhat short woman. She was at least a few inches shorter than twilight, and that was in the stilettos she wore. The woman had lavender hair that was just past her shoulders, framing her heart-shaped face. She had large, wide-set eyes, cerulean in color, a small nose, and full lips. A light-blue oval gem set in her forehead. Eyeshadow and lipstick a matching shade of yellow. Her arms were slender, and her hands ended in long delicate fingers. She had modest sized breasts, a good deal smaller than Twilight’s. Her backside, however, was positively large. Wide hips that swayed with every step, her butt was a plump, jiggling mass. She wore a light blue halter dress that swooped down to her navel and had a slit in the side.

The other one, called Inky, was the complete opposite of her coworker. Much taller than her, by at least a foot, she had an hourglass figure accentuated by the platform heels she wore. She had long violet-grey hair that was pulled back in a loose bun and had two braids down the side of her head. She had small light purple eyes, a straight nose, and plump lips that were seemingly in a perpetual pouty state. Eyeshadow and lipstick a matching shade of purple. Her breasts were easily larger than Twilight’s. She was sure they were bigger than her head. While her butt wasn’t as exaggerated as her coworker’s, she did have a nicely sized posterior. She wore a shirt that seemed to be nothing more than a sheer piece of fabric. Two thin bands of cloth wrapped around her breasts and waist, acting as a bra and skirt. She had on black elbow gloves, and thigh high stockings.

“OMG, it’s so nice to meet you,” the shorter one said. “I’m Lily Lace, and that’s Inky Rose.” She introduced them. “I thought today was going to be sooooo boring, but then you two show up. I’m so glad we finally got some customers. Right, Inky?”

“Agreed,” the tall woman said.

“Uh, hi, I’m Twilight,” the librarian started. “Um, ‘Tia’ sent me.”

Lily’s face lit up and she began bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Lady Mistmane? She’s here. She’s here!” she announced.

“Who, dearie? Who’s here?” a woman called as she stepped from the back. She was a statuesque woman with crow’s feet and other signs of aging, but she had a dignified air about her She had a narrow face, thin cerulean eyes, small ears, and full lips. An opal-colored olive cut gem set in her forehead. The woman was more endowed than either of her employees. Her large breasts were barely contained by a white blouse that showed off ample amounts of her cleavage. A gold-trimmed blue cardigan over that. Pink pants that hugged her immense butt and left nothing to the imagination, and red stilettos. The most curious thing about her was her hair. Long, flowing turquoise locks that were nearly to her knees. The odd thing was how it seemed to shift and move like water in the light. However, if you tried to focus on it the affect vanished.

She turned to look at Twilight and smiled. “Oh, why didn’t you tell me? Twilight Sparkle Stellanis. It’s so nice to meet you. I’m Mistmane, the owner of this shop.” She glided over to Twilight and grasped the woman by the shoulders.

“Wait, what? How do you know my name?”

“Raven called me this morning. She told me a new Ourania would be stopping by some time in the next few days. Had I known it’d be today, I would have made myself more presentable.”

“You know I’m an Ourania?” Twilight said in a baffled voice. “You know about all of this?”

“Dearie, I’ve known Celestia for half a century,” Mistmane explained. “I had awoken thirty years before that.”

“Oof, I’m still not used to all this,” the young woman uttered shaking her head.

“It does take some getting used to. Come, come,” the turquoise-haired woman pulled Twilight towards the back of the shop. “Let’s go to the fitting room and we’ll fix you up with something that, well, fits.” she turned to the two women standing in the shop. “Oh, girls, be sure to entertain that fine gentleman over there.”

Lily and Inky look at each other than to Spike and give him a playful smile.

In the ‘fitting room’, Mistmane looked the indigo-haired woman over. “Okay, let’s see what we’re working with.”

“So, are all three of you Ouranias?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, yes,” she answered making prodding motions with her fingers. “I took on those two as apprentices a year and a half ago. You can imagine my surprise when I found they had awakened by themselves. Turn.”

Twilight turned and faced away from the woman. “How do you know Celestia?”

“She didn’t tell you? Well, I suppose that’s her business, but we used to work together. Doing what you’re doing.”

“You were a superhero?”

“Yep, I was the Beautician.”

“Wow, this just gets weirder and weirder.”

“Okay dearie…”

“Yeah?”

Suddenly, Mistmane reached from behind Twilight and grabbed her breasts. The young woman moaned as the other worked her hands with expertise.

“Uh-huh, uh-huh. Yes, I see.” Mistmane squeezed and pulled Twilight’s breasts. Her gem glowed and her shirt and bra flew open. The older woman took Twilight’s nipples and lightly tweaked them. The young woman whimpered in ecstasy and her eyes began to roll back. “Good firmness, nice elasticity, fair deal of magic, I see. Now for down below.” Mistmane’s hands released Twilight’s breasts and glided down her smooth body. She passed her snatch and gripped her buttocks. The older woman started from the middle of her backside and worked her way around the indigo-haired woman’s hips, making mental notes. “Nice ass, bet you can make heads turn.”

Just as Twilight was feeling her head go light, Mistmane let go and turned away.

“Alright, I think I’ve got all I need.”

Twilight panted as she regained her senses. “What the…?” she noticed her open shirt and undone bra and fixed them.

“Oh, dearie? First time you’ve been touched?” Mistmane teased. “Tia’s got quite a lot to teach you.”

“What was that for?”

“Just taking your measurements. I find it’s a lot easier if I use a hands-on method. Wait here, I’ll be back with what you need.”

Out in the main room, Inky Rose had closed the curtains on the windows and turned the open sign to closed. Lily Lace meanwhile was moving towards Spike, eyes hungrily looking him over.

“So, uh, what do you two do for fun?” he asked backing away slowly.

“Oh, you know. A bit of this, a bit of that,” Lily answered licking her lips.

“Any particular reason you closed the curtains and flipped the open sign?”

“Just making sure we don’t have any interruptions.” Lily quickened her pace to the young man.

Before he could answer, Spike felt something press against the back of his head. He turned to see the towering Inky Rose behind him, blocking his path.

“Grab him” Lily commanded.

The tall woman wrapped her arms firmly around Spike. The man struggled, but to no avail. The lavender-haired woman strode up to Spike, playful smile on her face.

“Relax, we’re just having a bit of fun,” she said in a soothing voice. “You’re kinda cute, you know? Got a girlfriend?”

“Uh, no,” he said flatly.

Lily simply nodded at that. “Inky, would you raise him up a bit?” The mauve-haired woman obeyed and lifted Spike off the floor with no effort at all. “Stop,” the bubbly woman said once his crotch was face level with her. “Now, the fun begins.

The woman reached up and began to undo Spike’s pants. With deft hands, his jeans were opened revealing a pair of boxer shorts. His penis was already erect and straining against the fabric.
“Did you use a stimulation spell on me?” he grunted.

“Please, that’s child’s play,” Lily answered as she pulled her breasts out of her dress. “A practiced Ourania can get a man hard without any need for such things.”

Lily grabbed Spike’s boxers and rather roughly yanked them down. She flinched back as it sprang forth and nearly smacked her in the face.

“Oh, my, what a big boy you are,” she said marveling at his dick. It was an impressive ten inches. “I can’t imagine why you don’t have a girlfriend.”

Lily then grabbed her breasts out of her dress and pressed them around Spike’s member. The young man let out a little moan as the bubbly woman began to knead her tits. Every so often she would lean her head down and duck on the tip as it poked through her cleavage. Spike squirmed in Inky’s arms and moaned a bit louder.

“Inky, do you think you could…?”

The tall woman nodded. She reached up with one hand and turned Spike’s face towards hers. Without any warning Inky pressed her lips to his. Spike started to protest, but his mind went blissfully blank as her tongue began exploring his mouth. It was hot and slimy, but not unpleasant.

“Much better, and just in time too.”

Lily stopped her boob job and looked at Spike’s twitching manhood. She licked her lips and readied her mouth for the finale. Lily angled his cock and took it into her mouth. First the head, then the second inch, then the third. It wasn’t long before she felt the tip hit the back of her throat. Some time ago she would have gagged at this part, but now she quickly swallowed the rest, eager to have it all inside her. In no time at all, Lily had all of Spike’s dick in her mouth and throat, all the way down to the base. She took a breath and began to work her blow job.

Slowly at first, she pulled out part way and pushed herself back onto his dick. With each rep she would increase the speed. Every time she pulled back, she constricted her esophagus, causing his penis to twitch each time. Her tongue massaged the bottom of his shaft, her teeth gently scraped the top. The combined feeling was enough to melt the green-haired man’s mind. This was better than the blowjob Moondancer gave me two years ago. Lily pulled faster, cupping his balls in the process. The sounds of Lily slurping, and Spike’s muted moaning filled the room. She felt the precum dribble down her throat and slammed her mouth down on his cock.

Spike ejaculated furiously as rope after rope of hot sticky semen shot into Lily’s throat. The woman made a muffled noise but kept his dick firmly in her mouth. After she was certain he had finished blowing his load, Lily pulled off sucking on the shaft to make sure she got all his seed.

“Mmm, that was too good,” she said wiping her mouth. “Have you been saving it up? You shot quite the load there.”

“Actually,” Spike grunted pulling away from Inky. “I masturbated yesterday.”

“That so? Well, I think we’ve found ourselves a winner. Right, Inky?”

“Uh-huh,” she responded. “Now, me.”

But before they could continue, a woman’s voice cried out.

“What the hell is going on here?!” Twilight screamed, horrified expression on her face. She had just stepped out from the back with a bag in her hands.

Mistmane quickly followed and scowled. “Girls, I said to entertain the young man. Not yourselves.”

“Sorry, Lady Mistmane. Guess we got carried away,” Lily said sheepishly.

Inky dropped Spike, who fell with a heavy thud, and turned to Mistmane, trying to look innocent.

“OW! That hurt,” he groaned. “You could at least put me down…oh hi, Twilight.” Spike noticed his sister in the room and stood up, fixing his boxers and pants. “Wh-what are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” she said storming over to him. “Getting friendly with the locals?”

“Hey, they came onto me!” he said defensively. “What was I supposed to do? Fight back? Even if I did, I’m pretty sure the tall one could easily kick my ass. You’ve seen her legs. They go all the way up.”

A noticeable blush spread across Inky’s face.

“I’m terribly sorry about this,” Mistmane apologized. “They’re normally more behaved than this. But I suppose this was to be expected.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Twilight asked raising an eyebrow.

“It means it’s been a while since they’ve had any ‘contact’ with a man. I imagine they're starved.”

Twilight closed her eyes and shook her head. “Thank you for your help, Mistmane. Come on, ‘horndog’.” She grabbed Spike by the arm and forcibly pulled him to the door.

“Bye, Spike!” Lily called to him. “You’re always welcome to come back whenever you like. We can pick up where we left off!” She waved goodbye energetically.

A whole minute passed before Mistmane turned to her employees. “So, how was he?” she asked with a coy grin.

“Oh, glorious, Lady Mistmane,” Lily answered smacking her lips. “You should have seen it. And the taste was dee-vine”

“Well, I’ll settle for a taste.” Mistmane swiftly moved to Lily and put a hand to her face. She leaned in and pressed her plump lips to the younger woman’s. Lily’s eyes rolled back, and her face flushed as the older Ourania’s tongue explored her mouth. Mistmane pulled back and licked her lips. “Mmm, yes. I see what you mean. Tia might be sitting on a veritable gold mine.”

The woman turned and took Lily’s hand. “Inky, would you close up the shop for today? Lily, I’m going to need your assistance in the back.”

“Uh-huh,” Inky nodded.

The lavender-haired woman squealed with glee and obediently followed Mistmane.

Author's Note

Hey all. Sorry I didn't do the whole 'end of the chapter rant' before. Work was long, it was late when I got this chapter up, and I was tired. But i'm doing it now. so here we go.

We're finally moving this story along. Can't believe it took me six chapters to get to the sexy stuff. This is a bimbo story, right. Any way, I had to take a few things out of the chapter, actually. The group was originally going to visit the Wonderbolts HQ, but then I realized the chapter was going to be long, and I don't like bogging down my readers with draggy chapters. 6000 words is perhaps my maximum limit on a chapter. I tend to write around 4000-5000, and 2000 is my minimum.

It actually took me some time coming up with a job for Rainbow Dash. At first I was going to go with mechanic. Then I changed that to motocross racer. At some point I thought of making her part of a biker gang. That actually sounds like a fun idea for the Mane 6 in a different story. Finally, I decided on making the Wonderbolts something like a youtube channel. They do crazy stuff and put it on the internet for views. Fits perfectly with Dash's attention whore personality.

I was going to have just Inky Rose work as the assistant for Mistmane, with her apprenticing as an Ourania. but then I thought it'd be more fun if I included Lily Lace. The contrast of personalities, not to mention their physical differences. For reference, I'm going by this image by Annon. The only thing I'm changing is that Lily has a more pronounced backside. I love the idea of these two having such different body types. Inky being tall with a large bust. Lily being short with a huge booty.

I can't wait to do more on Mistmane. She's going to be a lot of fun. I'm basing her appearance a bit on Meryl Streep. Ten years ago Meryl Streep. Mistmane is somewhat aged, but still very sexy. A real cougar of a woman who very much prefers younger men. I based her overall body type on this image by Annon. With it obviously not being Prim Hemline. Look forward to seeing more of the Pillars throughout the story. Some with jobs you would expect. Some with jobs you might not.

Now, as for Flash Sentry. To be perfectly honest, I'm not much of a 'Flashlight' shipper. I think it's cute, but I don't put too much stock in the ship as a whole. No. I am a hardcore 'Sparity' shipper, though. With regards to Flash though, I wanted a detective character, and he fit the bill. Love it. Hate it. Nothing it. Whatever. I will at least make it work. My integrity as a writer won't let me do otherwise. I'm not just going to play it as a joke for eight years that likely won't pay off in the final year.

As always, thanks again for taking the time to read this silly fic I started. Comments are always welcome. What you liked. What you didn't like. What needs improvement. Please no unneeded negativity. I don't mind constructive criticism, but if you're just going to be an ass, I will delete your comments.

P.S. I made a slight edit to the chapter. Something I wanted to put in but forgot. Whoopsie.