A Perfectly Rational Solution
Sunset sat hunched over her desk, holding her prismatic geode in her palm.
She rolled it up and down her fingers like a stress ball, rolling it about, making the sphere dance as it weaved in between her fingers.
Lately, she'd been getting ... strange desires coming from a source she couldn’t spot. She thought it might have been the geode, subliminally implanted commands into her brain as a catch for the magical powers it granted her. But she'd been studying it all weekend, and at no point did she have a breakthrough suggesting that was the case.
Her options exhausted, Sunset concluded, with an entirely objective, detached, methodical process, that the best thing to do would be to give in to these desires and hope that, like a craving from a pregnancy for bizarre foods, it would go away once sated.
She would need a test subject. Photographs of all her friends were neatly separated out on her desk, with one of them circled with red ink. Namely, Fluttershy.
Fluttershy was a sweet girl. A shy girl. She might not have been the best choice for what Sunset wanted to do. A braver, more flippant choice like Rainbow Dash might work better, or Twilight, with her scientific curiosity. But whenever Sunset imagined doing all the wonderful, terrible things she wanted to do them, none of them stirred the same vivacious response in her as she did when she imagined Fluttershy. So Fluttershy would be it.
"Soon," Sunset said, tapping Fluttershy's picture. "Very soon, my dear."
She kissed the photo and laid her geode beside it, and went to bed. She had a busy day ahead of her.
Later in the afternoon the following day, Fluttershy had retreated to a bench on the park and was about to enjoy a sandwich (peanut butter and jelly, her favorite because it didn't involve any meat). Squirrels gathered around her feet, as they often did.
She had just taken her first bite when she saw Sunset approach her out of the corner of her eye, who was walking with an exaggerated wiggle to her hips today.
"Hey there, Fluttershy!" Sunset said. "Mind if I sit down?"
"Oh no, not at all." Fluttershy scooted to make room for Sunset, even though there was already plenty of room on the bench. "You're always welcome, Sunset."
"I'm glad to hear that, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "I have a favor I want to ask, and I don't want you to do it if it makes you uncomfortable."
"Oh, sure! Anything for a friend. What is it?"
"Come by my house later tonight?"
Fluttershy blinked. "That's it?"
Sunset fiddled with her fingers. "And ... maybe stay the night?"
"Oh. Okay. Like a sleepover?"
"Yeah! Something like that," Sunset looked askance and muttered, "something like that ... so, I'll see you there?"
"Yes," Fluttershy said. "I'll be right over by seven, I think. I have some volunteer work at the shelter today."
"That's fine," Sunset got up from the bench. "It'll give me more time to get ready. You know, tidy up a bit, maybe grab some soda or something. See you later!"
Sunset waved and left, leaving Fluttershy to her lunch.
Fluttershy happily went on munching. She noticed a chinchilla staring at her.
"I'm sorry, but you can't have any," Fluttershy said. "Too much peanut butter isn't good for chinchillas."
She leaned her back and wondered why Sunset seemed so hesitant about asking her to come over. They were just hanging out, right?
"I'm sure she just wants to be a good host," Fluttershy concluded.
At the promised hour, Fluttershy arrived. She'd had a rough day at the shelter, as a few of the animals didn't want to be handled. They seemed immune to her usual nature-bending magic that she had even before Princes Twilight came through the portal and ripped open a magical nexus in their world.
She wasn't hurt horribly, but she was still tired and exhausted and looking forward a nice relaxing day with her friend.
Fluttershy knocked on the door. "Sunset, I'm here!"
A crash and a swear word came from the other side of the door.
"Sunset?"
Sunset opened the door, looking peachy keen and right as rain. She greeted Fluttershy with a beaming smile.
"Hey there, Fluttershy. Come on inside."
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah," Sunset closed the door. "I just wasn't expecting you to show up when you did. I was still getting things ready. Dinner's in the oven. It should be done in a few minutes."
"Okay."
"You want to sit down?" Sunset offered, picking up a chair and placing before Fluttershy.
"That would be lovely, thank you." Fluttershy took the offer and leaned back in the chair. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Oh, Sunset, I just had the most awful day at the shelter today."
"Why don't you tell me all about it?" Sunset said, rubbing Fluttershy's shoulders. "I am here to ease your pain."
"Well, it wasn't that bad," Fluttershy said, backtracking as she often did whenever she used strong language. "But there were some parts of it that were unpleasant. Mr. Fungoose didn't want to be handled at all today. Not by me or by Tree Hugger, or even Gloriosa! He scratched at my hands a lot. That's so unlike him! I think he might be having problems. We should get him to a vet, but we're a non-profit, so ..."
"Uh-huh," Sunset said. She had stopped massaging Fluttershy's shoulder and was stroking Fluttershy's hand. "Mr. Fungoose is?"
"A ferret," Fluttershy said. "He's a ferret."
"Well, of course he clawed at it, he's a ferret! Ferrets aren't supposed to be pets, Fluttershy."
"Then why are they legal in twenty states?"
"I don't know. I've been in your world for like six years, and I still don't understand half the things humans do."
"What don't you understand?"
"Democracy, for one thing," Sunset said. "Monarchy is much simpler. You're not constantly changing who's in charge based off a lunar cycle, so that way, you always know who's blame when things go wrong!"
"I'll take your word for it," Fluttershy said. "I don't think I would like going to Equestria. Too many monsters." She shuddered.
"Oh, there's good things, too," Sunset said. "There's plenty of nice minotaurs and reasonable dragons ... I think you could get to like it." By now, Sunset was twirling a loop of Fluttershy's hair around her finger.
Fluttershy sniffed. "Is something burning?"
"It's probably dinner," Sunset said. "But don't worry, it's supposed to do that. It's Cajun style. I hope you don't mind?"
"Not at all."
"I'll go check on it."
Sunset went into the kitchen, leaving Fluttershy alone. Fluttershy's anxiety started to flare up, but Sunset returned and eased it with presence before it got too bad.
"Dinner's on the stove," Sunset said. "We'll let it cool a bit before eating."
"Of course."
Sunset leaned on the door frame and stared at Fluttershy with adoring eyes. It made Fluttershy feel awkward.
"Sunset, why are you staring at me like that?"
"Like what?" Sunset asked, as if oblivious to the expression she was making. "I was just ... admiring you."
"Well, don't," Fluttershy said, making an effort to hide her face behind her bangs. "It makes me uncomfortable."
Sunset drew closer and got down on one knee as if she were to propose. "What can I do to make you more comfortable?" She did not stop to consider that getting closer to Fluttershy was exactly the opposite thing she needed to do make Fluttershy comfortable.
Fluttershy gave one of her trademarked whimpers.
"Oh, I know!" Sunset declared, getting up quite suddenly and darting out of the room. She returned holding her geode between her hands. "I have just the thing."
"Your geode?" Fluttershy asked. "How is that going to help?"
"It will, Fluttershy," Sunset said, "just trust me."
"Didn't you also say it's dangerous to mess with magic you don't understand?"
"This magic I understand," Sunset said.
"You do?" Fluttershy asked. "Because I don't think you've told anyone else yet."
"I wanted to tell you first," Sunset said, trying to sound smooth. "It's ... a surprise! For your birthday!"
"My birthday isn't for another two months."
"Right," Sunset chuckled awkwardly. "What I meant to say, was, that I wanted to test out my theory on a single person in a controlled environment before bringing the others in on it. I wouldn't want them to get hurt if something goes wrong."
"But you don't mind if I get hurt if something goes wrong?" Fluttershy asked skeptically.
"That came out wrong," Sunset said. "Look, Fluttershy, just hold the geode, okay? I promise, everything will be fine." She dropped the geode into Fluttershy's hands before Fluttershy could say a word in protest. "I'll go see if dinner's cooled enough to eat."
Sunset darted around the corner again.
"Wait!" Fluttershy called out. "Sunset, why are you acting so strange?"
She didn't get an answer, which upset her.
"Do you know why Sunset is acting strange, little magic geode?" Fluttershy asked, holding the sphere up.
Fluttershy thought she got answer yes, but something about it wasn't quite right. It was like the answer was communicated to her by feeling, not by voice or telepathy. Telepathy from a rock she would have accepted after some of the strange things she'd seen, but this…
“I must be seeing things.”
She put the geode down on the coffee table nearby and pushed it out of her thoughts.
“Sunset?” Fluttershy asked again, again receiving no reply.
“Okay, Sunset, you’re starting to worry me, so I’m going to come into the kitchen now, okay?”
“No, no, it’s fine! I’m fine!” Sunset shouted. “I’m just having a little trouble finding the meat thermometer. You sit right there and get comfy. And make sure you’re holding the geode! I’m on the verge of a breakthrough, I just know it, I just need a second sets of eyes to point out something I’m missing.”
Fluttershy rolled her set of eyes, but obligingly went to pick the geode up and sit down again.
A strobing light tugged at the corner of her eye, demanding her attention. It was coming from the geode.
"Huh," Fluttershy held the geode up closer to her face. It pulsed and flashed, putting out a fluorescent prismatic light that was very enticing.
"That's strange," Fluttershy said. "Or is it normal? Oh, I can never tell with these magic doohickies! Why is Sunset so insistent that I ... hold you?"
Fluttershy's head fogged over. She got a relaxed, drowsy feeling in her body, like she needed a nice cat nap. Her eyelids felt heavy, but they wouldn't shut all the way to give her the sleep she now desired. It was as if her eyelids were magnetized and repelling each other.
"W... what?" Fluttershy asked, wondering what was this strange feeling was. It felt surprisingly good. Pleasant, even, even as it made her feel so sleepy.
"I ... I don't understand."
Despite this, she brought the geode up closer to her face, basking her cheeks in its alluring glow.
"So, so pretty ..." Fluttershy said.
She sat there, staring at the geode while her face got increasingly blank. Eventually, a bit of drool seeped out from her mouth.
Sunset returned from around the corner, having trading out her jacket for an apron.
"Dinner's ready to eat," Sunset said with a smirk.
She walked up real close and kneeled by Fluttershy.
"But you don't care about that anymore, do you? No." Sunset reached up and resumed playing with Fluttershy's hair, twirling it around her finger like Fluttershy was a doll she already owned.
"This is why I'm 'acting strange,' as you put it, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "I've been having thoughts, lately, strange thoughts, thoughts about you. Thoughts that I couldn't rest until I made you mine, all mine, mine, mine." She grabbed a handful of Fluttershy's hair and took a deep sniff of it, sighing afterwards. "Your hair smells lovely. Knowing you, I'd guess ... natural oils?"
"What but but ..." Fluttershy stammered.
"Just relax," Sunset whispered into Fluttershy's ear, running a hand over Fluttershy's shoulder. "Relax."
"But Sun ... Sunset," Fluttershy said, struggling to string a word together while the geode exercised its pull on her mind.
"What do you think is going to happen, Fluttershy?" Sunset asked as she began to press her breasts into Fluttershy's should. "Do you really think I'm going to hurt you?"
"Mmm," Fluttershy said, making a noise like the thought had occurred to her. "You have ... gone ..." she was interrupted by a deep breath.
"Crazy?" Sunset asked. "Is that what you were going to say? Perhaps I have. But even if I am, I won't hurt you. You hear that? I promise, Fluttershy, I'm not going to hurt you ... even if I am going to take you on a wild ride."
Fluttershy blubbered something, but it died out. Spirals of a rainbow hue appeared in her eyes, and a dopey grin spread across her face as she was subsumed into the geode's trance.
"Relax," Sunset whispered. "Relax. Doesn't it just feel so good to relax, Fluttershy?"
"Yesss," Fluttershy answered, no longer straining to speak, but unable to say anything but what Sunset wanted her to.
"Good, good," Sunset said. "I'm going to count down from three and snap my fingers. When I do, I want you to fall into a state of sleep, but not sleep. You'll be asleep, but you'll still be able to hear and respond to everything I do. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Good. Three, two ... one."
Sunset snapped her fingers, and it seemed to Fluttershy like the loudest sound she had ever heard. Then she collapsed, her arms slumping on the side of the chair, as if she was Sleeping Beauty fulfilling the prophecy by pricking her thumb.
"Excellent." Sunset undressed, taking the apron off, then her shirt, then putting the apron back so it tantalizingly covered her chest. Not that Fluttershy could appreciate the effect.
"Okay, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "Sit up straight."
Fluttershy's arms snapped back into a rigid position as if she were a steel wireframe.
"Good. Now, open your mouth. I have a surprise for you."
Fluttershy obeyed, popping her mouth open.
Sunset took a finger to Fluttershy's chin and pushed it down, making the opening a little larger.
Sunset pulled down on the apron and pressed her nipple into Fluttershy's mouth.
"Now, close your mouth ... and suck."
Fluttershy obeyed, going to suckle Sunset's nipple. She made no reaction as milk seeped from the tit, as a clearish fluid leaked from Sunset's mammary before it gave way to a proper white color.
Fluttershy suckled and milked at Sunset's tit as hapless as a deer. Milk dripped down her chin and onto her skirt, leaving a stain.
Sunset moaned, and she moaned deep. Her nipple was so sensitive. The pleasure she got form this was ... indescribable. It was an overwhelming sensation and fed on her as much Fluttershy fed on the milk. Sunset wanted to do this. She needed to do this. Perhaps, when she was done with Fluttershy, she might go and try to coax one of their other friends into nursing her milk-filled teat as well. Or just hire herself out as a wet nurse.
"That's it, that's it," Sunset said between heavy breaths. She wrapped a hand around the back of Fluttershy's hand and pulled her in close. "Oh, Fluttershy, that feels so wonderful, I could just ..."
Sunset tried to relax her loins. She overestimated herself. She wasn't quite ready to cum yet.
"Here." Sunset took one of Fluttershy's hands and brought it up to her other boob. "Squeeze that nipple, Fluttershy, squeeze it."
Fluttershy obliged, pinching the nipple between her finger and her thumb and making milk spurt out and splash onto her shirt. Sunset gave a loud sharp moan.
"Oh, yes, yes, that's it, ah." Sunset closed her eyes and basked in the feeling. Her vagina twitched and leaked, teetering on the edge of orgasm.
"Yes!" Sunset threw her fist in the air. The motion of her body made Fluttershy's chair rock.
Sunset, not caring that it might upset Fluttershy, bucked her hips and knocked the chair over, sending Fluttershy sprawling on the floor, her legs dangling over the chair, and allowing Sunset a nice upskirt view. But that wasn't what Sunset was interested in.
It spoke volumes over how deep of a trance Fluttershy was put in that falling over in the chair did nothing to wake her up. Not the motion of the chair falling over, nor the impact of the chair on the floor made her eyelids twitch a wink. If she was a in better frame of mind, Sunset's scientific side would have recommended further study. But her head was foggy and her thinking was clouded with magic-enhanced hormones.
"Okay, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "I want you to open your mouth."
Fluttershy did so. Sunset lifted the apron up and straddled Fluttershy, positioning her vagina just over Fluttershy's mouth.
Sunset gently prodded and fingered herself, moving the edge she built up while feeding Fluttershy with milk increase until finally, she reached her glorious , much-desired release, squirting her cum straight into Fluttershy's mouth. Her snatch dripped like a leaky faucet, each drop splashing onto Fluttershy's tongue. That, unlike the chair falling over, did provoke a reaction, as Fluttershy's tongue wobbled and she took a sharp breath.
"Swallow," Sunset whispered. "It's okay. Just swallow."
Fluttershy inhaled and swallowed hard, gulping all of Sunset's cum down in a single gulp. A bulge traveled formed in her throat even though it wasn't a substantial amount.
"Wonderful," Sunset said, shakily getting up. Her orgasm left her feeling weak, and her legs gave out from under her, sending her to the floor. She didn't mind, as it gave her an exscuse to grope Fluttershy's boob through the tranced girl's shirt.
"You have such nice, soft jugs, Fluttershy ..." Sunset said, rubbing and kneading at Fluttershy's jugs as if in a trance herself. "You should show them off more often. I'd bet you get a lot of attention from the guys!" She giggled. "Oh, but you wouldn't actually want that, would you? I should have known. Well, maybe the girls, then!" She laughed uproariously, finding her own joke the highest form of comedy.
Sunset eventually calmed down. She got up and righted Fluttershy's seat, lifting the chair up with Fluttershy inside. Fluttershy remained as limp as a ragdoll.
"You're such a sweet girl, not raising up any fuss even though I keep knocking this chair all over the place," Sunset said, rubbing at Fluttershy's chin. "I think you deserve a special treat for being so well-behaved. Then again, you'd expect from the kind of girl who can talk to animals, wouldn't you?" Sunset giggled again. "Oh and don't worry, I'm not being euphemistic; I mean an actual treat."
Sunset disappeared behind the counter again, and this time returned bearing a sugar cookie with thematically appropriate pink frosting with yellow sprinkles.
"Open your mouth for me," Sunset instructed. Fluttershy complied and slipped the cookie into Fluttershy's maw. She tried to stuff the whole cookie into it at once before catching a hold of herself. Fluttershy's mouth was too small for that. Pinkie Pie might have done it, but not Fluttershy.
"Take a bite," Sunset ordered. "Chew, and swallow."
Fluttershy's lips closed slowly around the cookie. The crunch was so soft Sunset didn't even realize Fluttershy had taken the bite until she saw Fluttershy's cheeks swell as she chewed.
"You even eat quiet, huh?" Sunset asked. She looked at the cookie in her hand, then at Fluttershy. "You know what, I think I'll leave this until you're awake enough to enjoy it properly."
Some of the frosting spread around Fluttershy's mouth. Sunset leaned in and licked it off, sweeping her tongue along Fluttershy's lips.
Sunset giggled. She fetched a napkin and then placed the cookie on a nearby phone table.
"Okay, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "Now for the really good part. You've made me cum once. Now it's my turn to make you cum! Really, you deserve it ... for all the good you do for others, for all the good work you put in to help the poor little animals ..." She began playing with Fluttershy's bangs again. "You deserve someone to treat you right. Okay."
Sunset went to the front of the chair and got down on one knee.
"Relax, Fluttershy," Sunset said. "I want you to lean against the back of the chair, and relax. Relax deeper than you've ever relaxed before. So relaxed. My voice is so soft. My house is so quiet. You've never felt this relaxed before."
"I am relaxed," Fluttershy said, placing an emphasis on the word. "I am more relaxed than I've ever been."
"Good, good," Sunset said. "So relaxed, in fact, that you could relax any muscle of yours at any moment, couldn't you?"
"Yes," Fluttershy said.
"Excellent. Now, here's what's going to happen. I am going to count down from three. When I reach the end of the countdown, you will cum. You will cum harder than you've ever before. It will be like nothing you've experienced. It will be like a pleasure you have never experienced. Like your body is on fire, in a good way. Like you've just stepped out of a hot tub."
"Never ... never experienced," Fluttershy sleepily mumbled.
Sunset rolled her eyes. "You don't have to repeat every little thing I say."
"Repeat every ..."
"Moving on," Sunset said. "Your orgasm will be intense. So intense, it will wake you and break you out of your trance once you're done. But when you wake up, I want you to not remember any of this. Can't have you run and telling the others, can we? That will totally screw up my control before I can ... study how the others' reaction. You're going to forget everything that's happened. You're going to be a little wet. You'll be confused about it at first, but then you'll remember that it rained on your way over here, and you slipped and fell into a puddle. I'm going to offer you my shower and some spare clothes to change into. Do you understand?"
"I understand, Sunset," Fluttershy said, shifting her head off to one side as if she were rolling around in her sleep.
"Ready?" Sunset chuckled. "Well, ready or not, here we go. Three ... you can feel your arousal getting warmer and warmer and your cunt wetter and wetter. Two. You're leaking now. You're so close, so close. You want to orgasm. You'd almost beg me for it, but you won't have to do that, because I'm going to give it to you. One ... ready? One!"
Sunset snapped her fingers.
Fluttershy bolted upright. Her eyes shot open and she moaned loudly and sharply as her snatch squirted and leaked, spraying cum all over the inside of her panties. It brought Sunset an immense satisfaction to see the dark stain appear on Fluttershy's white brief, and to watch it spread. And to watch the cum dripped out from her panties and onto the chair. Sunset didn't even mind that she was going to have to clean that up later. Perhaps she might persuade one of her other friends to dress up like a maid and clean it for her.
That would be something. But right now, she needed to attend to Fluttershy.
"Sunset?" Fluttershy asked. rubbing her head. "What's going on?" She looked down at herself and saw the cum. "Why am I ... why is there -" she was clearly about to ask about the cum, but as she tried to get it out, there was a soft bell-like noise in her head, and she groaned and her eyes scrunched as if she was tired.
"Right," Fluttershy said, getting up. "You said I could use the shower and borrow some of your clothes."
"That's right, it's upstairs," Sunset said.
Fluttershy turned and went up the steps.
"Dinner will be ready for you when you get done!"
Sunset went to go and cut up the roast she had made. Fluttershy finished her shower and came back down. Sunset thought Fluttershy looked sexy wearing her purple t-shirt and orange skirt and black blazer.
They ate their dinner while watching TV, enjoying some puppet based TV. Once they finished that and cleaned up, Fluttershy more than happy to help with the dishes, Sunset bid her goodbye.
"Bye, Fluttershy. See you soon!" Sunset waved as Fluttershy headed for the door.
"Thank you, Sunset."
Fluttershy stopped in the doorway.
"Yes? what is it, Fluttershy?
Fluttershy tapped her fingers in that way familiar to anxious persons.
"I enjoyed coming over today. I think I would quite like to come back and do it again sometime."
Sunset smiled.
"I think I would like that too, Fluttershy."
Fluttershy blushed and looked as if she had something else she wanted to say, but she didn't. She gave Sunset another goodbye and headed out, making sure the door closed behind her.
Sunset went to cleaning up her place. She put the dinner leftovers away and then went over to clean up the cum on the chair.
It was as she was doing this that she stopped to have second thoughts about what she'd done. What had gotten into her? Why would she want to do all of those things to her friend by tricking her and hypnotizing her?
Sunset tapped her forehead. How did her head feel so clear after so many days of being, well, horny and wanting to screw her friend?
She felt around her person.
"My geode! It’s gone!"
Already several blocks away, Fluttershy smiled to herself.
She held up Sunset's geode and rolled it between her fingers. She didn't know what in its voice compelled her to pick it up and swipe out from Sunset's voice, but whatever it was, it was very persuasive. It was hard, nay, impossible to say no. But now that she'd done it, she was glad she did.
"You and are going to have a lot of fun together," Fluttershy whispered to the geode.
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