Sweetie Bell deliberately started to open her eyes and let out a long yet cute morning yawn. She sat herself up and stepped onto the floor, leaving her bed and slowly trotted forward while still squinting her eyes to protect them from the far too bright sunlight that had woken her up in the first place.

*Damn... Rarity won't be too pleased that I slept too long... again. I knew that staying up late with the Crusaders was a bad idea.* Sweetie Bell thought as she left her room and stepped into the kitchen. Rarity already sat on the small round table with a nice warm cup of tea, not noticing Sweetie's movements at all.

The bright morning sun tinted the whole kitchen in a subtle warm orange. Sweetie still after all these years in Rarity's boutique still was amazed at how all these small little details Rarity had added while designing the place came together. Everything just looked perfect the way it was setup.. well, besides her working area.

Sweetie Bell walked towards the table, lifting herself up onto the chair that is on the opposite side from Rarity and began to pour herself some Tea of her own. Her eyes starting to adapt to the sunlight let her notice that Rarity even made them both some food. Originally Sweetie Bell was supposed to do breakfast this morning, but both of them knew that it would taste awful anyway and they might be better of this way.

Rarity levitated her newspaper down onto the table as she noticed her sister finally being awake. "Good Morning Swetty, I don't need to remind you that it was your turn to make today's breakfast, do I?"

"No... I'm sorry, but we just had too much fun last night" Sweetie excused herself, her face turning into a soft red shade and poking around at the sandwich that Rarity made for her.

"It's okay Darling, I have some delicate orders to complete today for the Princesses' Ball tomorrow and was up early anyway." She explained, already her mind going from the discussion to her work. "However, do not let this grow to be a habit of yours" As the distracted words left her mouth she sipped the last bit of tea down and levitated the cup into the sink.

With that, she got up and went for the opening leading into the boutique and shouted back over her shoulder. "Would you clean that up after your done? I won't be home for a few days, I informed the other crusaders' parents to come to check on you every now and then..."

"Yes, of course!" Sweetie Belle screeched from across the room, delving into her food and proceeding just as her sister told and cleaned up after herself. After she was done with her chore Sweetie Bell headed out to meet up with her friends since it was the weekend and Rarity was making busy preparing to leaving town later today, she had all day for herself, and the night probably too.

The pink haired filly strapped her bags on while storming out of the boutique, filled with energy. The sun, now with its power not being obstructed by windows warmed her fur and at the same time the crisp morning breeze cooled it down again, making it the perfect summer morning to be with the Crusaders. After just about three minutes of running over the gravel paths leading deeper into Ponyville, she was already surrounded by buildings. The towns simple yet efficient architecture threw enough shade for her to cool off after running all the way here.
Although she just entered the town, the streets were already full of other ponies, greeting her and being as happy as the town always was. As Sweetie walked around Ponyville nearing to the town square, the volume of ponies grew larger and larger, and she soon found out why that was.

*Huh, totally forgot about the market that's going on for today. I hate the market, its always so hard to get through the crowded place between all the ponies and market stalls.* Being annoyed that the market is today, she thought about going around it, but it would cost her a lot of time, so she decided to go right through the middle, hoping to maybe see Apple Bloom with her family selling apples as they usually do.

As she tried to push herself through the crowded place, she got hit left and right from the big ponies. Getting tail whips across her face every now and then. "Ughhh, why can't they look down for one second?" Sweetie exclaimed while being pushed a few inches to the side by the sudden movement of another pony. She nearly lost her balance, but thanks to the crowded place landed softly onto another pony's hind legs. The brown fur was not the softest as earth ponies instead care about working and not having a smooth coat. Before she could form any coherent thought, it came to her realization that she just planted her cheek onto the young stallion's backside. Her face pressing firmly into the black leathery balls, inhaling the stallions musk by accident.

Stupified, Sweetie Bell just stood there for a few seconds, warming her face on the young earth stallion's ball sack and inhaling the scent its hind left behind. The masculine earth pony slowly backed away from the filly, pressing her face against his balls turned around and looked at the still immobilized wide-eyed filly. "You okay little one? Please watch where you're going next time, I don't want to be involved in this sort of thing!" The strong stallion said in a calm yet dominant voice.

"Little one? " His eyes looking at her with a questioning gaze. The young pony still lost in her mind, processing the situation. The brown adolescent poked her shoulder with his hooves, snapping Sweetie back into existence, quickly realizing what happened her face turned dark red, her jaw-dropping, unable to find any words for a few moments before she started to run off deeper into the market. "Sooooorrryyyy...." shouted the red-headed pony running away from the scene, hoping that no one she knew saw what happened.

*Why couldn't I move..? And his scent... why can't I stop thinking about it. Every thought about his balls is making my body hotter. Why can't I stop thinking about I dammit?!* The thoughts rushed through her mind, analyzing the situation and keeping her head bright red. *Cmon Sweetie, it was just a stallions backside, you've seen them before, calm down* Trying to calm herself down didn't do much for her. Her own backside already being slightly wet, dampening the fur around it. As a growing mare Rarity taught her how to deal with her 'urges' and to never let any colt see it, thus naturally, her tail protected the view from the other ponies around her.

Still, with her head down, she trotted away, reaching the centre of the market. *I kinda miss the smell........Fuuuck, what am I thinking, it's all squishy between my legs, I need to focus on finding the others, or else I'm going to wet the market with my thoughts alone!*

She searched all around the market but couldn't make out any of her friends, Sweetie began to think they may be at the club tree house. However, she knew she had to do something about the itching of her virginal hole, the young stallions sweet, heavy musk still in her nose and in her mind drove Sweetie crazy, forcing her body to lubricate her pussy dripping wet. Her whole backside being damp and darkened in colour, Sweetie Bell rushed through the market one more time. *I need to find some to help me, I saw Zecora selling mushrooms in the far east end of the market, she always knows what's up* Speeding through the narrow pathways of the market she bumped on ponies left and right, brushing her body against every stallions backside she could. "Arghhh.. stop it already Sweetie, there all turning her eyes on you!" She muttered, but all the words and pleading to stop didn't help. Her body just didn't cooperate and sought the warmth and addicting scent from other stallions. She clearly was in heat, and have never dealt with it before hit her way harder then she thought it would.

Her brain trying to analyze every scent, feeling every ridge and hair from the stallions backside suddenly snapped. She stopped moving, her backside leaking down her hind legs. Her clit winked in shorter and shorter intervals. Her green eyes stared deeply into the distance and leaving her face with a mindless expression.

She could still think, but her body didn't respond to any trying of moving her limbs. She was trapped inside her own head, slowly her vision drifted away, let her Sweetie Bell see herself from a third ponies perspective.

*What is this, why can't I move... what is happening!! I want out! Heeeelp* All the screaming didn't make it through to her mouth, she was trapped inside her head, forced to look at her body in full on heat. She could feel the need to stimulate herself and the tingling deep inside her, making it even more of torturous, not being able to move her body. Not even her tail to allow her hairs to gently brush over her lips and causing at least some form of relieve.

She just observed herself, standing in the middle between ponies and fillies passing beside her, not moving the tiniest amount and driven insane by her arousal of the scent that still lies inside her head, keeping her on the all the time...

Author's Note

I will try to update this story every week with a chapter. Next chapter will start to get really lewd and kick of things. The kink-tags arent in the description for fun ;)