(Featured on Fimfiction 2/18/19! Thanks so much!)
It is a misty morning in Manehattan, where days of August rain have made the very air a cloying second skin. This is Sweetie Belle's hour - the voice in the campus night. Forever a consummate professional, Sweetie covers for her broadcast partner tonight, perhaps without realizing quite how worn out she really is.

A special someone, one of the few she can truly let her mane down in front of, has just the cure. Sometimes you just need somepony who understands.

(Note: This story contains explicit sexual content, incestuous acts, fetishism, a bit of dacryphilia, and a futanari Rarity. If this sort of interaction is not your cup of tea, consider moving on. All characters in this story are depicted at adult ages.)

Art by: Pixel-Prism.
(Used with blanket permission from the artist.)