STUPID SEXY STEREOTYPES

Shameless “Equestria Girls” smut written by Erin Mills

The party had been going on for about three hours and was starting to wind down. Most of the guests had left and there was only a handful of Canterlot High students remaining. Rainbow Dash and Applejack were having another arm wrestling match in one corner of the room. Dash was dressed in a cardboard bikini modeled to look like some character from some anime or other, while Applejack had her hair done up in a tight bun, with two ringlets spiraling down in front of her ears. A pair of half rim glasses was perched on her nose, and her bicep bulged in the sleeve of the tight white blouse she was wearing, several buttons undone, allowing all of the spectators a view of her impressive cleavage. She shifted her nylon covered legs and rolled her pencil skirt clad hips to reposition her center of gravity.

“Y'all gonna start anytime soon?” she smirked, as Rainbow growled in exertion.

“Keep talking all the trash you want,” the athlete snarled. “It ain't gonna help you win.”

“Anything you say, sugarcube,” Applejack smiled. Rainbow's growl returned and she pushed harder against her friends hand.

Rarity rolled her eyes. It's truly any excuse for the two of them, isn't it? She looked at the plastic cup in her hand and decided to go get more punch while her two friends resolved their latest pointless competition. She straightened the hem of the short vinyl dress she was wearing. The damn thing seemed to have a mind of its own and kept trying to ride up as she walked. Rarity was thankful she had decided to put on a pair of white hose with the outfit Pinkie insisted that she wear tonight. Normally, Rarity wouldn't be caught dead in such a tacky piece of fetish fuel, but Pinkie had insisted.

It had only been a month since the Fall Formal and somehow, Pinkie had decided the theme of her annual Halloween party this year would be “Sexy Stereotypes” and gotten her normally strict parents to let her go along with it. Once everyone had RSVPed their invitation, Pinkie had gone around school with a hat and forced everyone to draw a stereotype from it. That person was then required to attend in that costume. Rarity had pulled “Naughty Nurse” from the hat. Rainbow had pulled something like “Anime Robot Barbarian” and Applejack “Sexy Librarian.”

All through the night, Canterlot High students laughed and mingled in ridiculous outfits. Even Muffins, normally a reserved girl, had show up wearing a pair of gold booty shorts and, once she was safely inside the house, removed her jacket to reveal nothing covering her upper body but a pair of gold glittery pasties. Apparently, in a bit of complete redundancy, she had drawn “stripper” out of the hat.

Rarity made her way through the house, reaching up to make sure the nurses cap on her head was still bobby-pinned in place. She was almost to the kitchen when she was tackled from behind.

“Heya, Rarity!” Pinkie Pie chirped. Rarity steadied herself, checked her hat again and shot Pinkie a look. Pinkie was dressed in a pink bikini and had what looked like a giant papier-mache potato on her head, with a hole cut out for her face.

“Pinkie Pie, please!” Rarity protested. “I've been trying to get this outfit to behave all night!”

“Oh, sorry! I just wanted to make sure you've had a good time. We're probably going to have to kick everybody out in about twenty minutes or so.”

“Well, let me know if you need help cleaning up afterward, darling. I'm more than happy to stay behind.”

“Thanks, but I've got it covered. Oh! I was going to ask, have you seen Sunset Shimmer? I saw her show up, but I haven't seen her since then.”

Rarity frowned. “Hmm. Now that you mention it, I haven't. I thought I saw her getting food in the kitchen earlier, but that was just after I arrived.”

“Oh, I hope she's okay,” said Pinkie. “I invited her so she could mingle and show everyone she's not a great big meanie pants anymore.”

“Hey, Pinkie!” called Flash Sentry, clad only in a pair of gold lame briefs. (He had pulled “Rocky Horror” out of the hat.) “Is the lock on your bathroom door busted? Nobody's been able to get in there for an hour.”

Pinkie blinked. “Oh jeez, is Fluttershy still in there? I told her she didn't have to come in costume if she didn't want to! Although I figured 'Sexy Fairy' would be right up her alley.”

“You go deal with that, I'll see if I can find Sunset.” Rarity left Pinkie to deal with the bathroom issue and headed through the kitchen to the dining room.

The table had been set up with a punch bowl and several trays of snacks. Now, the bowl was almost empty and the trays looked like they had been savaged by a pack of wolves... or hungry teenagers, the result was the same.

With most of the food gone, and given it was unlikely there would be more, the dining room was empty. Except for a figure slumped in a corner on the floor. There was no mistaking the red and gold hair. Rarity leaned over.

“Sunset Shimmer?”

The girl in question looked up. She was dressed in a half unbuttoned white blouse, a pink tie loose around her neck and a dangerously short plaid skirt. She was also wearing a pair of sneakers and knee high black socks.

“Huh?” the girl uttered. “Oh, hi, Ratiry... Rartiry... Rarity.” Her face was flushed and Rarity recoiled at the smell of alcohol on her breath. She frowned. Ever since the Fall Formal, the five of them had tried to get Sunset to become more social and show the school that she was making an honest effort to change. It looked like tonight hadn't gone well.

“Sunset, are you drunk?”

“Am I?” Sunset asked. She looked into the red plastic cup she was holding. “Maybe? Punch seemed off a while ago. Didn't taste the same when I got here.”

Rarity turned back to the punch bowl. She ladled up a small amount into her own cup and took a sip. She made a face. Someone had spiked the punch. She turned back to Sunset.

“Sunset, how much did you drink?”

“Dunno. Had some when I got here. Tried to talk to people. They didn't like that. Came back here, got more punch. Tried again. Failed again. Someone called me a selfish bitch. Got more punch. Just been in here ever since. Sittin' in the corner. Drinkin' punch. Bein' hated.”

“Oh, good lord,” Rarity sighed. “Sunset, someone spiked the punch. I think you need to go home. Do you have a ride?”

Sunset laughed mirthlessly. “Nope. Gonna walk home in the dark. No ride. No car. No nothin'. Just me and my shadow.” She giggled again and went to drink from her cup.

Rarity stepped forward and snatched the cup away. “I think you've had enough, Sunset. Come with me. I'll make sure you get home all right.”

She reached down and pulled Sunset to her feet. The redheaded girl staggered and put a hand to her head and collapsed back into the corner. Rarity sighed and put Sunset's arm around her shoulder, while

wrapping her own arm around Sunset's waist to steady her. “All right, darling, here we go.”

It was awkward at first, but eventually Rarity was able to keep Sunset upright and moving. Sunset's head lolled and she looked at random people as they passed. Rarity could hear whispers and she new a fresh wave of rumors would be circulating when everyone was back in school on Monday.

She spotted Pinkie Pie at the bathroom door and called out.

“Pinkie Pie! Could I have a moment, please?”

Pinkie left the door and walked over to Rarity. “Oh you found Sunset! Great! But we need to be quick, I told Fluttershy I'd find her a robe to wear before she leaves.”

“I'm afraid someone spiked the punch, darling,” Rarity explained. “Sunset's had a bit too much of it. I'm going to take her home.”

“Home again, home again, jiggety-jog!” Sunset blurted out. Rarity sighed again and looked back at Pinkie.

“Is there any chance you know her address?”

Pinkie nodded. “Sure do. I'll text it to you.”

“Thank you, darling. Now if you'll excuse us?”

Pinkie nodded and helped Rarity get Sunset to Rarity's car. After they had Sunset seated and buckled in, the two hugged and Pinkie went back into the house.

“ALL RIGHT! NOBODY LEAVES THIS HOUSE UNTIL WHOEVER SPIKED THE PUNCH OWNS UP TO IT! I'M SERIOUS, PEOPLE! DON'T MAKE ME USE... THE CHICKEN!”

Rarity let out an unladylike snort as she heard the groans coming from the remaining party goers.

Rarity half supported, half dragged Sunset up the stairs to Sunset's second story apartment. She reached the door and tried the knob, huffing slightly when she found it locked. She looked over at Sunset, who was staring at the door, a perplexed expression on her face.

“Sunset, darling, do you have the key?”

“Huh?” Sunset jerked her head upward to look at Rarity. Her eyes widened and she blinked. “Whoa... head rush.”

Rarity tried to keep exasperation out of her voice, and made a mental note to thoroughly lecture Pinkie Pie on keeping an eye on the refreshments at her next party. “Easy, darling. The door's locked. I need your house key.”

“Oh, right,” Sunset put out an arm and steadied herself on the door frame. She took her other arm from around Rarity's shoulder, relieving the weight. “Hang on. No pockets 'n the skirt.”

Sunset reached down and began fumbling inside her shirt, giving Rarity several flashes of golden cleavage as she did so. Rarity blushed and pointedly looked at the ceiling until Sunset gave a little cry of triumph and pulled out a small keychain with four keys on it.

“Found 'em!” Sunset cheered with a boozy note of triumph. She began slowly flipping through them. “Y'know... y'know... you knoooooow... bra's're really useful sometimes? Didn't really get 'em at first when I came over. But, y'know, you can hide stuff in there and people won't look for it? Chafes a little with keys, but y'know...” Sunset reached down and held out the pleats of her skirt, causing it to ride dangerously high on her thighs. “No pockets.”

Rarity reached out and pressed Sunset's arms back so the skirt returned to its normal position. “Yes, I get it, darling. Let's go inside, okay?”

“Kay!” Sunset went back to her keys, selected the largest and, after several attempts, managed to get it into the keyhole. “Haaaa! I win again, y'little bastard.”

Rarity helped the inebriated girl get the door open and flipped the switch next to the door which turned on the over head lights. Sunset staggered into the apartment and thrust her arms out.

“I'm HOOOOOOME! Hello, couch!” Sunset collided with the end of her couch and flopped face first onto it. “Mmmm... I love you, couch. You're my only friend.”

Rarity stifled a giggle as Sunset began cuddling with one of the throw pillows on the couch and muttered various declarations of love to the piece of furniture. She closed the apartment door and went to the small mini fridge next to Sunset's desk under the loft which held her bed. She found a bottle of water inside and took it over to the couch, unscrewing the lid.

“Come on, darling, sit up,” she said gently, touching Sunset's shoulder. Sunset buried her face even further into the pillow.

“Noooo. The room's being silly. It wants to jump up and down.”

This time, Rarity couldn't help but giggle. “Yes, well, I'm sure if you get up slowly, it will stop such nonsense.” She gently took Sunset's arm and tugged her into a sitting position. Sunset continued to hold onto the throw pillow as she looked unsteadily at Rarity.

Rarity took the throw pillow and put the bottle of water in Sunset's hand. “Drink that, darling. It will help.”

“Okay.” Sunset started drinking, slowly at first, then as the liquid hit her throat, she began guzzling it down. Within seconds she had drained the bottle and flopped against the back of the couch, resting her head on the top.

“Okay,” she repeated. “That's better. The room isn't being silly now.”

“That's good.” Rarity knelt down and took Sunset's shoes off. Sunset let out a sigh of relief when her feet were freed from the sneakers. Rarity pulled off Sunset's socks and gently rubbed her friend's feet for a few seconds.

“Oh, that's nice. Thank you, Rares,” Sunset murmured.

“My pleasure, darling.” Rarity stood up. “Are you able to get yourself to bed tonight?”

“Yeah, should be okay. Just need a few minutes.”

“All right, then. I should be getting home myself. I'll call you tomorrow.”

“No!” Sunset say upright and hurled herself across the couch, nearly falling off. Rarity gasped and helped her back up. “Please, Rarity, I don't wanna be alone tonight.”

Rarity sat down next to her. “Sunset, darling, I do have to go home sometime. Besides you can always call me or the other girls if there's an emergency.”

Sunset shot forward and embraced Rarity, burying her face in the other girls shoulder. “No... I'm alone. Always alone. Even in a crowd. Even at a party. Always alone.”

Rarity gently disengaged from Sunset's hug and pushed her back. Sunset's eyes were wet. “Sunset, you're not alone. You have us. And we're not going to abandon you. You know that, right?”

Sunset shook her head. “Why? I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you... any of you... but especially you.”

Rarity blinked. “What on earth do you mean, darling? Why would you think you don't deserve us?”

“Cause I'm mean,” Sunset sniffled. The tears began falling down her cheeks. “I'm mean, rotten, and horrible. I chase everybody away. I chased my parents away. I chased the princess away. I ruined your friendships with each other just because I could. And you... I was so horrible to you.”

Sunset looked down at her feet. Her toes flexed and relaxed. “I humiliated you. Hurt you. For what? A stupid crown for a stupid dance? I... I can accept the others forgiving me. But how can you forgive me? How can you not hate me?”

Rarity took Sunset's shoulder and pulled until Sunset was facing her. “Sunset Shimmer, you stop that kind of talk right now.”

“'m sorry,” Sunset murmured. Rarity held up a finger.

“Ah ah. I'm talking right now, darling. Yes, what you did to be was humiliating and hurt me terribly, but here's the thing about forgiveness, Sunset. You don't get to decide if you receive it or not. I choose to forgive you because I see you needing it. Whether you think you deserve it or not doesn't matter. I think you do and so I gave it to you.”

“But I don't deserve it!” Sunset wailed. She tried to get to her feet but slipped and crashed back onto the couch. She looked over at Rarity. “I did all these horrible things an' an' I know I got suspended an' had to help rebuild the front of the school, but I don't feel like it's enough. I should be thrown into Tartarus, but you all forgave me. It doesn't feel right. It feels like I got away with something. I don't like that feeling. I'm sorry. I know it's not about me, but I just... I dunno...”

The dam finally burst and Sunset started crying in earnest. She looked so lost and forlorn sitting there that Rarity couldn't help but reach out to her. She hugged Sunset and stroked her hair as the tears flowed.

After a few minutes, the bawling stopped and Sunset sniffled. Rarity held her closer and leaned down to whisper in her friend's ear.

“What do you need, Sunset? How can I help you?”

Sunset leaned back, sniffled again, and wiped her eyes before looking at her fashionista friend. “Punish me?”

Rarity blushed and she began to stammer. “S-Sunset, darling, I don't think that's--”

“Please, Rarity,” Sunset insisted. “Hit me. Smack me. Kick me. Just, please, do something that makes me feel like I've gotten what I really deserve for hurting you.”

Rarity straightened up. “I will do no such thing, Sunset. Whatever you did to me, you never laid a finger on me in the process and I will not resort to violence with you, no matter how much you insist on it.”

Sunset nodded. “I understand. I'm sorry. I just... I don't know what else to do. I was at the party in this stupid outfit and I kept seeing everybody glare at me and I felt so bad. And I just kept drinking the punch, even though I knew it was spiked. And now I'm drunk and babbling and I wish I could just shut up and I wish I could stop feeling so damn guilty about everything.”

Sunset put her face in her hands and groaned in frustration. Rarity frowned in thought as she looked her friend over. Clearly, Sunset was in agony and needed some sort of release for all the guilt she was feeling. At the same time, Rarity was finding herself torn between wanting to help her friend and not wanting to hurt her.

She blinked as she found herself staring at Sunset's thigh where it disappeared under the hem of the schoolgirl skirt, and again as a thought occurred to her.

“Sunset,” she began slowly. “Have you ever been spanked?”

Sunset looked up. “What?”

“Have you ever gotten a spanking when you misbehaved before?” Rarity's voice was somewhat distant as she mulled over her own feelings on the matter.

Sunset shook her head. “My parents didn't believe in it and the princess had other methods of discipline when I was her student.”

Rarity nodded and she was silent a moment. Would this really help? She certainly seems like she needs some sort of physical punishment to assuage her guilt. It would be far less violent than she seems to think she deserves, and it would also be far less damaging.

Rarity took a deep breath and let it out. Sunset blushed slightly as the act caused Rarity's chest to press against the tight vinyl of the nurse's outfit she wore.

“All right, Sunset, here is what I propose. If you truly think you need physical punishment, I shall give you a spanking. It will last as long as I feel is necessary. Once we are done, depending on how you feel, that will be the end of it and we shall never speak of it again. Agreed?”

Sunset turned a brighter shade of red and nodded. “Yes, Rarity. Thank you.”

Rarity gave her a gentle smile. “If this is truly what you need, then I am happy to help you, Sunset, darling. Now, across my knees, if you would.”

Sunset took a deep breath of her own then crawled across the couch until she was laying face down across Rarity's lap. She put her hands flat on the floor to steady herself. She bit her lip as she felt Rarity lift her skirt up and rest it across the small of her back.

“Now, I'm going ask you to bear with me, Sunset,” Rarity said. “I don't have much experience in this kind of thing either, but I was on the receiving end of my mother's hand once or twice when I was younger.”

“Yes, Rarity,” Sunset said meekly. Her eyes widened as she felt Rarity's finger hook into the waistband of her panties and begin to pull them down. “Wait! What?”

“It's not a proper spanking unless it's on your bare bottom.” Rarity reached out and began stroking Sunset's hair again. “This is what you asked for, darling. You know it's for your own good, don't you?”

Sunset shivered as Rarity rubbed her other hand against her bare butt. I asked for this, she thought. She doesn't really want to do this, but she's going to because she cares. You know that, Sunset.

“Y-yes, Rarity. I'm ready.”

Rarity nodded, pulled Sunset's panties down to her knees and rested her hand on Sunset's buns. “Now, I'm going to start, and it's going to hurt, because I believe you need it to hurt. But if it feels like I'm going too far, I want you to say 'grapefruit' and I will stop immediately. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Rarity.”

“Good. One last question.” Rarity ran her other hand lightly up and down Sunset's back. “Are you absolutely sure you want me to do this? Think carefully, because I won't let you back out later.”

She felt Sunset's rib cage expand as the redheaded girl took another deep breath. “Yes, Rarity, please spank me for what I've done wrong.”

Rarity had clapped down against Sunset's ass with a thunderous smack. The stinging pain rocketed up Sunset's spine and she howled. Rarity reached across the small of Sunset's back to hold her in place and spanked her again. And again. Sunset wailed and thrashed on Rarity's lap as the blows rained down.

“I'm sorry!” the former bully bawled. “I'm so sorry, Rarity!”

“And what, exactly, are you sorry for?” Rarity asked, following up the question with another series of swats.

“I – OW! – I'm sorry for being such a selfish bitch – AHHH! – I'm sorry I broke up your friendship with the other girls! OOOH! I'm sorry I tried to take over the school! OWWWWWW!”

“That's good, darling,” Rarity said encouragingly. “Let it all out.”

Rarity continued spanking as Sunset sobbed and cried out her confession. “I – AAAAAIGH! – I'm sorry I humiliated you during the Spring Fling election! OUCH! I'm sorry I took those pictures of you in the locker room and circulated them on MyStable! AHHH-HA! I'm sorry I was a selfish, greedy, horrible little monster!”

As Rarity continued to punish Sunset, she realized something. She was enjoying this. Well, maybe “enjoying' was the wrong word, but something was happening. She felt lighter, as if punishing Sunset and hearing her confess to what she did and sounding truly contrite over it was soothing some wound she hadn't realized she had.

Maybe Sunset was on to something. Maybe I needed this as much as she does.

Sunset's babbling had degenerated into a series of wails and sobs. Rarity felt her hand begin to go numb and she looked down. Sunset had kicked her panties off with her thrashing, and her buttocks were bright red and starting to turn purple in spots. Rarity halted for a moment and spoke soothingly to Sunset, while flexing the muscles in her hand.

“I forgive you, Sunset, darling,” she soothed. “You've been a very good girl for taking your punishment. And it seems I needed to hear you say it like this as much as you needed to get it out. Thank you, darling.”

“Th-thank you, Rarity.” Sunset's voice hitched as she sobbed. Rarity brought her hand down again, causing Sunset to jump when it connected.

“Now, I think one last vigorous batch should take care of it,” Rarity said, before bringing her hand down in a relentless series of slaps and spanks that quickly turned Sunset's reddened cheeks to light violet. Sunset bucked and moaned and squealed as it happened, but she didn't say the word to stop. After a minute or two, Rarity stopped and helped Sunset up.

“Feeling better, darling?”

Sunset sniffled and nodded. “Thank you,” she said quietly. “I feel much better now.”

“Good. Now come here.” Rarity leaned forward and took Sunset in her arms. The other girl sank gratefully into the hug. She was still trembling from the punishment, but she felt safe and warm in Rarity's embrace.

“I guess you have to go now,” Sunset murmured. “It's late.”

“And leave you to try to sleep with a sore bottom? Never!” Rarity pulled back. “Sunset, I disciplined you because you needed it. Now that it's done, I am not going to leave you in pain.”

Rarity got up off the couch, took Sunset's hand and helped her to her feet. “Now, we are going to go up to your loft, where you will lie down while I see to the damage I've done.”

“But--”

“Ah! We've done plenty to your butt already, darling. Punishment is over. Now it's time for healing. Besides,” Rarity gestured to her ridiculously tight costume. “What kind of nurse would I be if I left you in such a state, hm?”

Sunset couldn't help but laugh. “You're not a nurse.”

“And you're not a naughty schoolgirl, but considering I've just punished you like one deserves, I feel we might as well stick to our roles for the night, don't you?”

“I guess I can't argue with that,” Sunset replied.

Rarity smiled and took Sunset's hand again. “Good. Now, up we go. We'll soon have you feeling right as rain, darling.”

Sunset smiled as she let Rarity lead the way up to the loft and her bed. The warmth in her heart far outshining the warmth coming from her naked cheeks.

Author's Note

No no, we're not done yet.