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         Teaching a Sister the Birds and the Bees          
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                   Someone has to do it                    
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Someone has to do it
It was the morning after Winter Wrap-up. After spending the entire day making bird's nests, Rarity wasn't really in the mood to start with her next task. Still, a promise was a promise, and if she waited too long things might start to get damaged.
She was currently standing in the clubhouse of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, a tree-house somewhat hidden among the vast lands of Sweet Apple Acres, with all sorts of cleaning tools at the ready. As was the case after every Winter Wrap-up, or any heavy rainstorm for that matter, the water from the molten snow had a habit of seeping between the cracks and gaps of the clubhouse, threatening to cause mould to grow on the wooden boards and walls if not tended to.
Of course, Rarity wished that she wasn't the only one currently standing inside said clubhouse. The Crusaders had been called by the map a few days ago for a mission somewhere near the Kirin, of all places, and they were afraid that they might not return in time to clean the place themselves, before the infection has taken root. Having spend the majority of their late foalhood here, and some years now in their adulthood, they have grown rather attached to Applejack's old treehouse, so needing to replace just about any part of the old place would break their hearts.
Rarity, as per her element, naturally offered to do the caretaking in their place if they were too occupied, as she was sure that it wouldn't take more then two hours or so if her fellow elements gave a helping hoof. Emphasis on the "if" part here, because as it turns out, all of them had their own issues that the previous day caused. Rainbow had to chase and deal with a rogue cyclone, Applejack needed to tend to the trees that had cracked from the sudden change of temperature, Fluttershy was getting overwhelmed in her sanctuary by all the animals that came out of hibernation, Twilight had her own problems as her crystal castle also didn't like the temperature change, and Pinkie needed to do… Pinkie stuff.
So, with a bit of a heavy sigh, Rarity simply resigned herself to the task before her, and began.
Some time later-
Knock knock went the front entrance door, pulling Rarity out of the trance-like state of mind she had sunk into after an hour or so. Pulling herself up from her sitting position on the floor, she wondered who would come to a place like this. Perhaps another foal, needing help to understand their newly-gained cutiemark? Or perhaps, somepony who- "Rarity, can you open up? It's been nearly six hours, and I sure as heck didn't see you bring any food or drinks in here!" She suddenly heard a familiar voice shout out.
Oh goodness, has it been that long already?, Rarity wondered, a thought confirmed by a look at a near-ancient standing clock that she had spend a good while on to make it look spotless again.
Wiping some sweat from her brow, she put aside the brush and bucket, and trotted to the front door. Opening it, she found Applejack waiting outside, a tray of apples and a bottle of water balancing on her back.
"Ah, there ya are." she said, entering the clubhouse. Going straight to the main hall, she set the apples and water down on the table, meanwhile looking around to admire Rarity's work who was following behind. "Phew. I must say, Rares, when I heard that you were the one to clean up our sisters' clubhouse after Winter Wrap-up, I was kinda underestimating just how thorough you would be."
Rarity raised brow at that, while she was munching on a desperately deserved apple she had already picked up. Catching her look, Applejack was quick to correct herself. "I mean, eh, sure, I was expecting the place to look like it had before, but... To be honest, it's like I'm standing in my own treehouse again, back when it was first build by my old horse. I mean, back before the girls made all those changes to make the place look like it's today, if that makes sense?"
A bit more happy with that, Rarity nodded and continued eating. Applejack continued walking around a bit more, appreciating the shine and polish the clubhouse had gotten. After Rarity had finished her apple to the core, she took a sip of water and looked outside. There, she saw Big Mac and Granny Smith still walking around, inspecting each and every tree one by one. Applejack had already told her about the phenomenon of frost crack, and how it could influence the tree's ability to bear fruit, but she was still impressed by the dedication the Apple Family could bring up when it came to tending to their trees.
"So, how far are you getting along then, Rares?" Applejack asked while taking some water herself, getting Rarity's attention back.
The unicorn pondered for a bit, taking a few looks around the room before nodding to herself, satisfied. "Almost done, actually. The walls took the longest, of course, and I had some trouble getting a closer look at the ceiling here and there, but it all went well in the end, I think. Just a bit more work on the floor here, and some of the doorframes in the other rooms, and I should be all set."
Applejack chuckled. "Really now, Rares. If you needed a ladder or something to reach the ceiling, you could have just come and ask, we've got plenty lying around on the farm. Actually, I'm pretty sure there should be one around here as well, you didn't find one?"
Rarity shook her head. "I didn't find one, no, so it might have been misplaced. And I didn't want to bother you and the Apples, as you had your own work as well. Not that I really needed to, mind. The purple box was sturdy enough to stand on, so it worked out well enough."
Applejack was finishing the last of the water she had taken, until she suddenly started coughing near the end of Rarity's last sentence. The unicorn directly looked at her with concern.
"Applejack, dear, are you quite alright?" She asked, noticing that the orange mare was suddenly sporting a fierce blush.
Oh no, did she catch a cold? She was dressed rather lightly in the past week, come to think of it, even before Winter-Wrap Up... Rarity wondered, unsure if she should bring it up to the prideful mare who always boasted about her constitution.
Applejack took a short while to sort out her coughing, before looking at Rarity again.
"Ah, eh... sorry about that, think I drank a bit too fast there, heh... You, uh, mentioned a purple box?" Applejack asked, blush still going strong.
Rarity cocked her head. "It was in one of the closets upstairs, yes. Almost missed it too, actually, hidden as it was under all those other boxes. And it's a good thing I noticed as well, besides serving as a step-up, what with how dirty the box itself was. So that got a thorough cleaning as well, in and out. I put everything back in, of course, so you don't need to worry about that."
"You put..." Applejack began, but didn't finish the sentence, seemingly shocked.
"Applejack, dear, is something the matter?" Rarity asked, unsure what was going on.
The orange mare looked to the side, brows heavily furrowed, seemingly thinking about something, before looking back.
"I, eh... well, sorry, Rares, I should have known that, ah..." Applejack trailed off again, looking to the side again.
Rarity wanted to speak up, but Aj cut her off. "So I take it you're okay with it, then? With, you know... what was in that box? Those... 'toys'?'"
The unicorn was taken aback by the sudden question, until she suddenly realized the real 'problem' Applejack was hinting at, and let out a small, refined laugh.
"Oh, Applejack, dear, come now. Of course I am, I was a filly too, though a long time ago. I might not have particularly cared for it back then, but if those girls had a good time with it, and did so safely, who am I to judge them?"
Applejack's eyes shot up at that in clear surprise, before she rubbed her neck and laughed awkwardly, the blush returning in force. "Ah, I... yeah, you're right, I guess. I mean, I can't judge them either, as I too had, uh... experienced that stuff when I was younger, I guess."
Rarity nodded at that. "Hmm. Still, I'll have to talk with them later about it, because this simply won't do."
Applejack suddenly looked at her. "Wait, what? What's wrong?"
"The box, Applejack, I already told you. It was so dirty, I still get the shivers just thinking about it. Even if the toys inside were clean enough, storing them inside such a dirty thing can be too dangerous, especially considering their purpose. Oh Celestia, just imagine if they had gotten an infection or the like while playing, I wouldn't have been able to bear it!" Rarity answered, finishing with a huff.
Applejack softly whistled in response, before tipping her hat. "Well, I guess that makes you twice the mare I am, Rares... not that I ever doubted that. I agree, you're right, but *that* conversation would have been a bit too, heh, embarrassing, even for me."
Rarity rolled her eyes. "Oh honestly, Applejack, I really don't see what the big deal is. It's just a simple matt-"
Before Rarity could finish her sentence, both mares were spooked by a sudden loud voice ringing in from outside.
"Dangnabbit Applejack, how much longer are you gonna stay up there, huh? We've still got over seven acres to go through before nightfall!"
Walking over to the window, Rarity could see the old but still very sprightly mare waving her walking stick at the treehouse a few trees away, a sight she couldn't help but smile at.
The orange mare sighed. "Well, you heard her Rares, work calls. Will ya be fine here for the rest?"
Rarity turned around, nodding. "Yes, yes. I'm almost done, like I said. I'll return the tools back to the barn when I'm done."
"Alright", Applejack said, moving towards the exit, "Once you're done, there's some Apple Cider in the kitchen, if you want some. We'll likely be out in the field for the rest of day, so if I don't see you again, till next time. Oh, and once you've had that... discussion with the girls, we should meet up again. I'm very curious how that went indeed."
"Mmh, all right, until next time." Rarity said, waving her friend goodbye. The mention of that delicious Apple Cider did perk her up somewhat. And with that, she returned her focus to the task at hand, determined to not miss a single crack or spot, and fell into her cleaning trance again.

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Homecoming
The station was rather crowded, all in all. Perhaps a bit too much for Rarity's liking, as so many places in Ponyville nowadays seem.
She sometimes catches herself yearning for those quieter times, back before Twilight became a Princess, the construction of the School of Friendship, and Twilight ultimately becoming the leading ruler of Equestria. Before all that, the town didn't see nearly the hustle-and-bustle it does now on an almost daily basis. Her shops have been flourishing rather nicely, which she certainly didn't mind, but she feels like... the constant noise is starting to have an impact on her creativity. Perhaps she should consider investing in some kind of sound-proof room?
"Yo, Rarity, look alive. Train's coming in!"
Rarity was shook from her musings by a voice coming from above her, and when looking up she saw a very excited pegasus pointing towards the west side of the rails.
Following the direction of the raised hoof, she tried to look over the sea of bodies from her sitting position, spotting the tell-plume of smoke first, before the familiar sounds of a roaring steam engine reached her ears.
The crusaders are almost home again.
"Heh, someone's eager to see them again, huh?" Applejack said to her side, making Rarity nod.
"Quite, but I think we all are, dear." Rarity said, amused at Applejack herself standing on her seat to get a better view.
It'll be good to see them again, Rarity thought, watching the plume get closer and closer until a chimney came in view, even if they've only been gone for three weeks. The boutique has been too quiet lately.
She shook her head, a wry smile on her lips.
No, Rarity, that's not a good thought. They've grown up now, so you can't expect them to stay in Ponyville if they don't want to. If their crusading takes them across Equestria and beyond, then you should support them as much as possible.
As the train started to enter the station, the crowd on the platform started to shift, forming gaps along markings on the ground where the doors of the train would eventually halt. Doing so ensured a smooth transition between the people exiting and entering the train, which has become somewhat of a necessity with how many creatures pass through this station nowadays.
It also helped to give a clear view on anyone exiting the train, which was useful if you happen to await someone's arrival, or three someone's in this case.
Rainbow spotted them first, exiting near the far back end of the train, while they themselves had chosen a seat near the front. Because of the extremely noticeable pegasus hovering in the air waving excitedly towards their direction, the trio too noticed the ponies waiting for them, and waved back. Rarity couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, and started to wave as well.
Rather than go through the hassle of everyone but herself wading through the crowd still waiting to get on to meet them halfway, Rainbow used wing signs to indicate that they should meet up in the main hall instead, which Rarity could see was answered by a nod from the lithe orange pegasus.
Scootaloo turned towards the other two and seemed to mouth something, to which the other two mares nodded, and they quickly headed for the far exit, probably not wanting to slow down the people still getting out behind them.
Satisfied, Rainbow quickly flew down and landed, looking at at her friends, one still standing on her seat. "Alright, let's not keep them waiting, huh?" And with that, she already started to trot to another exit closer by, a happy step in her walking.
As Rarity was getting up, she heard a chuckle from besides her.
"Puts a smile on your face, doesn't it?" Applejack said, herself getting down as well. Rarity decided to humour her.
"Because she's more excited to see her 'sister' than the two ponies with actual sisters?" She said, making the earth mare grin. As they too went to leave for the exit, did Rarity cast one last glance towards the crowd on the platform, seemingly even thicker now than before as people had yet to start getting on.
Yes, a sound-proof room would be nice indeed, should make a mental note of it.
As they entered the main hall, which was thankfully a lot less crowded than the platform, Rarity saw Rainbow had already reached the trio of mares, happily chatting away with them.
She and Applejack went to join them, both eager as well to join in the reunion, though Rarity couldn't help but study them as they were getting closer, a habit from her years of dressmaking, measuring and sizing up all manners of creatures.
Scootaloo, who was standing the closest to Rainbow, had a confident stance. Her small wings did nothing to detract from how agile her body had become, a tall, toned, thin frame accentuated by long, slender but strong legs, all built for speed. Though she may have yet to beat Rainbow in a ground race, she has already soundly beaten some of the top runners throughout Equestria, which she certainly doesn't mind puffing her chest out for.
To her side stood Applebloom, casually and laid back. Though she may not have grown as much as the other two, her years of farm work before and between her crusading duties have more than filled her body out, perhaps even more so than Applejack when she was her age. There was not a muscle visible on her body that didn't look strong and healthy, culminating in an exceptionally well-maintained muscular whole, which while not conventionally as pretty was still a sight to behold on its own.
Last but not least, there stood her own dear sister, Sweetie Belle, closing the small circle. Her appearance was more average when compared to her two fellow crusaders, if not more well-rounded. Neither as muscular nor as lean, she still was visibly as fit as the others, having gained more than enough physical experience throughout their shared adventures.
Though I can't help but think she's gotten a bit heavier while she was away...
When Sweetie noticed the two mares approaching, she turned around and happily waved towards them, alerting the others. Applebloom couldn't hold still, and started running towards Applejack, before jumping forwards, arms stretched outwards. Despite having such a bulky frame, Applejack had no trouble catching her little sister mid-flight, and they shared a tight hug.
Rarity couldn't help but smile at the sight, neither could Rainbow, before the unicorn walked up towards her own sister and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "It's good to see you again, Sweetie Belle."
Sweetie smiled as well, returning the gesture by nuzzling her cheek in her sister's neck, before breaking off. "You too sis. I can't believe it's been three weeks already. Everything went well back here?"
Rainbow Dash cut Rarity off when she wanted to answer, an arm slung around Scootaloo's shoulder. "Oh, just the usual. You know, Equestria-ending threat here, foreign invasion there, nothing the Council couldn't conquer."
"As if there's anything you guys can't overcome!" the orange pegasus brashly said, cocking an eyebrow. Rainbow only shrugged in response, causing everyone to laugh.
"And the clubhouse? Everything alright with the old thing?" came a voice from behind them. Applejack and Applebloom had broken off their hug and joined the group, seemingly satisfied for making up the time they had been separated, the younger sister having voiced the question with no small concern in her voice.
Rarity gave a curt nod. "Of course, I looked after it to the best of my ability, Applejack here can attest to that."
"Thanks for that, sis. Must have been hard on you, once we learned that you had to do it all alone..." Sweetie said.
Rarity shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, it went well enough. Took me the better part of a day, but other than one thing, in the end-"
Applejack interrupted the conversation, having looked at the grand clock hanging in the center off the hall. "Well, there'll be time for that later. Granny Smith's waiting for us back at the Acres, with a feast awaiting the return of the triumphant crusaders!"
Said crusaders were taken off-guard, having not been warned in advance of this. Scootaloo spoke up first, clearly a bit embarrassed, "Oh come on, you didn't have to do that. We didn't do anything that special."
Applejack was having none of it, continuing, "And I heard that Sugar Belle chimed in as well with some sweets of her own, so we best not keep them waiting."
At the mention of Sugar's delectable sweets, three pairs of eyes lighted up, making the yellow mare chuckle. That seemed to silence any opposition they might have had. She started to head towards the main exit, Rarity and Rainbow following along. The three younger mares scrambled to get their luggage's and fell in line, casually walking towards Sweet Apple Acres while amicably chatting in between them and their sisters.
It's good to be home again, Sweetie Belle thought, content to stay silent for a bit and take these familiar surroundings in again, Though... why can't I still help but feel I forgot something important, ever since we left...
She was exhausted when she and Rarity finally arrived at the boutique, moonglow faintly illuminating their approach. The feast, while grand and lavish and filled with familiar faces, also seemed never-ending, dish after dish after dish, each one somehow tastier than the previous one. She was sure it wasn't going to do any wonders for her figure, no doubt about that. And between all the eating and the endless enjoyable conversations she had, she wasn't sure if her lights wouldn't just go out the moment she reached her bed.
Still, thinking back on it, she was thankful that everyone went through the trouble for it, just for them. This was the first time she had been away from Ponyville for more than a few days, and homesickness had eventually started to trouble her near the end of the second week onwards. And while the Kirin had been excellent hosts during their stay there, it was no Ponyville, so the whole thing definitely cheered her up a lot, just as she was sure it did for the other crusaders.
She was eager to retreat to her room for now, saying good night to her sister and leaving the luggage downstairs, as unpacking could wait until tomorrow. Closing the door of the bedroom, she noticed that Rarity had only superficially kept her room clean, for which she was thankful.
Just as Rarity had her lady secrets, so too had Sweetie her maiden ones, and the two sisters had long ago agreed that neither should snoop through the other's room, as a show of respect to each other's privacy. This also meant that the box for the CMCs 'bonding times' from the clubhouse should still be hidden well away in her closet.
She was now happy that she had lost the hoof-wing-horn game that they had held before they left, when deciding who should hide it away, as its contents were in easy reach now.
As grateful as she was for Rarity springing in to clean the clubhouse in their somewhat forced absence, she and her fellow crusaders definitely didn't want her to find that particular box, or more so its contents, as it would certainly lead to a very uncomfortable conversation which Sweetie didn't want to have with anyone, much less her own sister.
Speaking of the clubhouse, didn't Rarity mention there was something with it, back when they met at the station? Sweetie shrugged, putting the thought aside. That could wait until tomorrow, right now she just wanted to blow off some steam before taking a well-deserved rest.
Clopping had been somewhat of an issue during their stay with the Kirin, after all, with how thin the walls of their accommodations were, and she could barely do it a few times there, much less than she regularly does. She was sure that both Applebloom and Scootaloo were enjoying their personal spaces as well at this moment, so why shouldn't she herself?
With that thought, she made for the closet, already a specific toy in mind, and opened the door. Flicking the light switch on, she displaced a few of the clothes laid on top of it, and reached in with her magic to grab... wait, why didn't she feel...
Wait, don't tell me I...
Becoming somewhat frightened, Sweetie suddenly started to realize what had been nagging at her for the past three weeks, and hastily started clearing the closet fully out.
While she was doing so, her dread only started to grow, her mind racing with all kinds of not-fun scenarios. When the bright pink of the box finally started to become visible, her heart sunk, and her worst fears had been confirmed.
How did you manage to take the wrong box with you! she shouted in her mind, almost wanting to slap herself on the forehead. If Rarity was as thorough in her cleaning as she said she was, then she'll definitely have found-
Another part of her mind was quick to stop herself. No, she may have not. And even if she did, you shouldn't let it get to you, not today at least. Regroup with Crusaders when you can, and work out a contingency plan. For now, you're tired and pent up, so just blow that steam off and take a good rest, the rest can wait.
So with a sigh, Sweetie simply took one of her regular toys she kept for home use from another stash, grabbed one of her favourite titillating magazines hidden in between the stack of paperwork she kept on her desk, and went to lie on her bed, keeping the magazine afloat in the air with her magic while her hooves worked the toy.
Though she started with a sigh of frustration at the whole situation, it thankfully didn't take long until the sighs became of a different nature, her worries melting away as she could finally and without reservation drown herself in that pleasure again.

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                     Confrontation(?)                      
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Confrontation(?)
The gentle warmth of the sun peeking in through the blinds finally awoke the unicorn. Taking a moment to sit up, Sweetie Belle cleared the dirt from her eyes and yawned, internally debating on whether she should get up or just lie back down.
The smell of baked eggs wafting in from under the door combined with the sudden growling of her stomach decided it for her, even if she had been more than filled with the feast yesterday. Stretching her body out, she slowly got out of bed.
Might have overdone it a bit too much yesterday, she thought, looking at the bin filled with freshly used tissues, "but oh Twilight if I didn't need it."
After making sure that she was cleaned up, as well as inspecting the bed for any remaining stains, she halted before she opened the bedroom door.
So what now? Just pretend nothing happened and act normal, or try to bring the box up myself? No, no, wait to meet up with Bloom and Scoots first, then we'll decide together. Though... if I can at least fish out that one thing Rarity mentioned yesterday...
Her mind made up, she confidently opened the door and headed downstairs.
Oh, Sweetie's awake. Good timing, too, nearly done with breakfast, Rarity thought to herself when she heard the telltale creak of a door upstairs. She was humming one of the upcoming songs she's going to sing with her quartet in a few days, while making one of her and her sister's favorites, poached eggs with a spring of parsley.
"Morning, sleepyhead." She said when Sweetie finally came down.
"Morning," Sweetie replied, before her eyebrows shot when she took a look at the wall clock. "Eleven o'clock already? Wait, how late did we get home yesterday?"
"This morning, you mean, I think we got home just after midnight. Here, you came just in time." She took the pan off the stove and put it on the table which was already prepared for two, before turning the fire off.
"Oh, you haven't eaten either yet, Sis? Don't tell me you waited for me." Sweetie asked, taking a seat, when she noticed the second set of plates.
Rarity shook her head while taking a seat herself. "No, no, darling. I too had, ah... had a good rest, let's say. You weren't the only one exhausted last night, after all"
"Ah, like that. Yeah, fair enough." Sweetie replied, before diving in. Rarity followed suit, and they ate in a comfortable silence. They had more than caught up yesterday, so both were content to just enjoy the other's company for now.
After a short while though, Rarity did notice that Sweetie started to squirm somewhat, as if meaning to say something, though she never looked directly at Rarity.
Waiting a bit longer, she decided to break the silence herself. "Is everything quite alright, darling?"
Sweetie seemed to be caught by surprise, eyes quickly darting to her sister. "Ah, no. Or, well..."
Shaking her head, Sweetie seemed to take a moment to compose herself, before speaking up again.
"It's just... yesterday morning, when you guys picked us up, you mentioned that there was, uh... something? With the clubhouse, I mean, before Applejack cut you off and we had to leave for the feast. We never did get a chance to visit it yesterday, even when we were already at the Acres, right?"
Ah, right, almost had forgotten about that.
"Quite so, I'm afraid. But it'd be better if I just showed you girls directly, though it's ultimately nothing that serious, I suppose. I had been meaning to propose arranging a meeting there, actually, so I'm glad you brought it up already."
Sweetie didn't seem to be as content with the answer as Rarity had been expecting, which somewhat confused the elder unicorn.
"Did you girls already have plans made today, perchance?" She asked, cocking her head. "If not, we can go there later today. I do have a meeting planned at two o'clock, but I'm free after that."
"No, no, we... didn't, no. Eh... four o'clock then? To meet at the clubhouse?" Sweetie responded, hesitantly taking a sip from her morning brew, before more hastily eating her breakfast.
Rarity frowned, not quite liking how nervous Sweetie was suddenly acting. Still, if she doesn't want to talk about it, Rarity won't try to pull it out of her. She nodded.
"That sounds fine, darling. Four o'clock it is."
Sweetie continued to wolf down what was left, before suddenly jumping out of her seat. "Alright, see you then. I'm going to inform the others."
Before Rarity could stop her, her sister had already washed up and ran for the door, leaving in a flash. She shook her head, wondering just what was going on with that mare, as she didn't even take the time to unpack her luggage first. Having finished herself, she stood up, started to clear the table and went to wash the dishes.
Two more hours until the client arrives, better get ready myself. I can ask Sweetie about it later.
"I'm honestly in awe that you messed this up this badly," Scootaloo finally said, breaking the silence.
They were standing in the clubhouse, forming a circle around a large purple box they had pulled out of the closet. Sweetie Belle had hastily gathered them here, without explaining why, before solemnly opening the closet door and bringing the box out, letting the realization sink in for the other two.
Appleboom looked at Sweetie, though the mare avoided her gaze. "So you think we got busted?"
Sweetie Belle almost wanted to die of embarrassment. "I don't know. I tried to ask Rarity about it in a roundabout way, but she didn't want to say. Also, eh, she's coming here in three hours, said she wanted to show us something directly."
"So we're super busted then, yeah?" Scootaloo said, before she shrugged her shoulders. "Oh well, that's that then. I'm surprised we managed to hide it for so long though, actually."
"Scootaloo!" Sweetie hastily said, a fierce blush on her face. "Maybe... maybe she didn't find it, and she's here for something entirely different. That's still possible, isn't it? Right, Applebloom?"
She turned towards the strong mare, hoping to find some kind of comfort, only to find a shaking head. "Nah, don't think so. I mean, look around, the place is spick and span clean, even inside the closet itself. You really think she didn't check if the inside of the fun box needed cleaning either? What else could she want to talk to us about?"
Sweetie didn't know what to say to that, so she just looked at the box again, the others following suit.
After a while, she spoke up again. "So... what, then? Do we have a plan?"
Applebloom shrugged. "Tell her the truth, I reckon. We're all adults now, we shouldn't be ashamed of it."
Scootaloo chuckled. "Yeah, but not in detail, right? And I guess we should leave out how early we started as well, don't think she'd appreciate that either. What do you think, Sweetie?"
The unicorn huffed. "What I think, Scootaloo, is that I don't want to admit how we had a lot of sex here to my own sister, let alone bring in the box full of BSDM toys!"
"Ah, don't be like that, Sweetie." Scootaloo responded without missing a beat, somehow still not seeming to take this seriously, much to Sweetie's chagrin, "If anything, I'm sure she would have plenty of experience with that herself. Hard dom, bet you ten bits, just like you."
"Dom? Huh, I imagined she'd be a sub like Scoots, just me?" Applebloom chimed in, though she stopped herself when she noticed Sweetie becoming even more distressed.
"Ah, sorry there, Sweets. Whatever happens when Rarity arrives, we'll get through it together, right? Crusaders leave no mare behind, remember?"
The unicorn sighed. "I... yeah, you're right. Come what may, if you guys are there... Alright, I'll be ready for it."
"Heh, that's the Sweetie I remember." Scoots said, a grin on her face. "Bit of time left before she arrives. What do you two say, bit of fun before Rarity arrives? Been a while since the box saw some u-"
The icy look Sweetie gave her, combined with Applebloom's unimpressed one stopped her in her tracks.
"Ooooor... let's just walk about Ponyville for a bit, didn't have much time for it yesterday? Take our minds off of the whole thing for now?"
"I can't believe you really were going to suggest that, Scootaloo." Sweetie said, though she still nodded and made ready to leave. "Let's, yes."
What a bother. That must have been one of the most unpleasant clients I've ever received. Rarity thought to herself, working her way towards Sweet Apple Acres. She was already late by half an hour, and didn't want to hold the girls up any longer.
Before she could enter the Acres proper though, she heard Applejack calling out to her to her side, over the fence. Turning her head, she saw the orange mare was busy bucking some apples down, the lavish feast of yesterday seemingly a distant memory.
Walking over, she greeted her with a nod. "Good afternoon, dear. Already busy at work with the farm, I see. As I seem to recall, didn't you get quite a bit tipsy last night?"
Applejack shook her head, not pausing her work. "Nah, 's fine. I wouldn't be an Apple if that stopped me, you know... though the headache is getting a bit annoying, I guess."
Rarity rolled her eyes, though she couldn't suppress a smile. "Of course dear. Are the Crusaders still in the clubhouse? I've arranged a meeting with them, though I'm sadly running a bit late already."
The orange mare was silent for a bit, before she suddenly grinned. "Oh, right. You're going to have the 'talk' then? Shame I couldn't be there myself, but Granny would kill me if I didn't finish before dinner. But they're still in, yeah, they arrived about an hour ago, I think."
The unicorn sighed. "Yes, the... 'talk', as you seem wont to emphasize it. I still don't see why you're making such a fuss about it."
Applejack shrugged her shoulders. "Either way, you best get going then. And don't forget that I want to hear all the details afterwards."
Rarity shook her head again, said her goodbyes, and walked on. A short while later, the clubhouse finally came into sight.
Making her way up the front steps, she knocked on the door and waited to be let in, as any proper lady would do.
As she waited, she heard a trio of voices coming closer from the other side, seemingly engaged in a heated discussion, though she couldn't quite make out what they were saying. The door was finally opened, and she saw the crusaders standing on the other side, greeting her and welcoming her inside.
"Thanks again for all the work you've put in, Rarity." Scootaloo said as Rarity got in. "Like, we really can't believe just how clean this place is, especially if you did it alone."
She gave a short nod. "Oh, it was nothing really, don't mention it."
As the mares got further inside, Rarity noticed a strange... presence, in the air, as it were, though she couldn't put her hoof on it. Turning around, she noticed that her sister was somewhat sweating, while the other two seemed tense as well.
"Now, I take it Sweetie has already told you why I called you all here?"
Applebloom rubbed the back of her neck. "She, uh... she did. That you wanted to show us something or the other?"
"Quite so, yes. It's something I really felt I should point out, so you all understand it better. Come along then." Rarity said, and turned back around to continue her way. Walking upstairs with the Crusaders in tow, she didn't hesitate to open the closet door and levitate the large purple box out, putting it on the floor before them.
Oh, no looks of surprise? I suppose they must have already been anticipating this. Good, that should make it a lot simpler. Rarity thought, nodding to herself.
"I take it you know what this box is?" she said, putting up a firm voice. Not that she really needed to, but she thought it best to make clear how serious she was.
Applebloom spoke up, the other two clearly disinterested in answering. "We're sorry, Rarity. It's just... we're ponies too, with our own needs. And if three such ponies happen to spend a lot of time together in such a remote place, well... stuff happens, right?"
Scootaloo nodded, and Sweetie did too, albeit after a delay. Rarity simply frowned in response. "Applebloom, dear, I'm not talking about what's in the box, I'm talking about the box itself. I couldn't care less what it is you three do in your free time."
"Wait, you're not... mad?" Sweetie asked, somewhat in disbelief.
"Oh no, I am quite irritated, dear. Have you not noticed how much cleaner the box is now? It was so filthy before, I honestly couldn't believe you three would use it to store these things in it. Or have you never learned that you thoroughly need to clean these things before you use them? Who knows what kinds of dirty stuff is on them if you don't take care?"
The crusaders seemed too stunned to reply, so Rarity continued. "I mean, even I knew how to do so when I was but a little filly, so there's no excuse for such... bah, let's just call it negligence. I can't believe that Applejack never brought it up to you three either, even if she knew about it a lot longer then me, so I do hope you three will take better care of it in the future. That was all."
For some reason that Rarity didn't quite get, all of the Crusaders seemed to be more taken aback by this than she anticipated.
"Is... something the matter, girls?" She asked, starting to get concerned if she said something wrong. This should be a given, so why are they acting like this?
Neither Scootaloo or Applebloom seemed to hear her, so Sweetie gulped her nervousness in and tried to answer. "No, it's... eh, unexpected, I... guess?" She tried to block out the mention of Rarity having done this since she was a filly, and the mental image that came with it.
"More like, we were, eh, expecting a scolding... which we got, I guess, but not for the reason we thought... I'm sorry, sis, this is a lot to take in, can we have a short moment?"
Rarity didn't know how to respond to that, so she just gave a short nod, eyes frowned.
At once, the crusaders hustled together, and Rarity could hear fragments of softly spoken sentences here and there.
"...was just the box? But what..."  
"...Twilight, how long did sis know..."  
"...got worried for nothing..."  
"...a filly! She's even more..."
After a short while of this, the circle broke again, and the girls seemed to have found their composure. Scootaloo stepped forward.
"So, yeah, thanks for bringing it up. We'll, uh, take better care of it, pinkie promise, because you're totally right about... all that. The next time we'll have, uh" She gave a short look towards her fellow comrades, who nodded. "Well, sex, we'll keep it in mind. So thanks for bringing it up, Rarity. And, also, not making such a big deal about it in the first place, we guess."
Rarity nodded, a smile on her lips. "I'm glad that you do. Ancients, has it been so long already, if that's what the youngsters call it these days? We just called it 'escape the dungeon' back then, but I guess that the times do advance without rest."
Applebloom was quick to respond. "Wait, what do you mean, 'escape the..."
She stopped herself, the realization sinking in time together with the others. They all looked in disbelief between them, confusing Rarity again.
"Uh, Rarity, if I may... could you, eh, tell us how you did it back in your day?" Applebloom asked, bewilderment still clear on her face.
"Oh, well, I assumed it was still played the same nowadays. You darken a room as if it's a dungeon, be tied up and prepare all sorts of tools nearby, and try to escape as fast as possible, right? It's pretty fun to see how each person does so in their own way, especially if you had ponies of the different races, though I didn't enjoy doing it myself that much. Why, is that not how it's done anymore?" Rarity said matter-of-factly.
The crusaders were silent for a while, before sharing looks between each other, having arrived at the same conclusion. As insane as it was, Sweetie Belle mentally added.
Applebloom couldn't help but be blunt about it. "Rarity, that's not... what sex is. Did you not follow the sex ed lessons back in school?"
Rarity cocked her head, pondering for a bit. "Ah, you may be right. There was a period way back when, when I did miss a few weeks of school after getting some kind of infectious disease, I think? But most of the stuff covered in class then wasn't necessary for any tests, so I, ah, kind of didn't pay much attention to it back then, I admit. 'Sex Ed' does sound familiar though, so that might have been it, yes. Was that important, then?"
Sweetie Belle was at a loss for words, as was Applebloom, so Scootaloo stepped forwards, saying what they were all thinking.
"Rarity... do you honestly not know what sex is?"
The elder unicorn huffed. "Well, apparently not. And you all seem to be dancing around it as well, which I don't quite appreciate, if I'm being honest."
Sweetie chimed in, though I really don't want to, "Do you know where foals come from, then? That's... what's sex is for. At least tell me you know that much."
Please, at least that much.
Rarity frowned at that. "When two ponies who love each other spend the night together, and they find that that love has created a foal when they awake? But isn't that just between a mare and a stallion? And what does that box with items you apparently don't use for 'escape the dungeon' have to do with it then?"
Scootaloo managed to let out a chuckle at that, despite how uncomfortable the atmosphere has become. "Well, that's somewhat right, I guess. But no, it can be done between mares and between stallions as well, just without the whole, eh, 'foal born of love' thing. Which would be pretty strange if it did, I guess. It also feels like, really good, which is why most creatures do it to begin with. Like, imagine the best-class treatment at the Spa, and multiply the enjoyment you get from that by like five, ten, that's how good it can feel."
Rarity put a hoof under her chin. "I see, curious. Well, I admit that, yes, I seem to have no knowledge whatsoever about what this 'sex' entails, then, so... would you mind showing me how it works in practice? You seem to be very experienced in the subject, after all. And if it feels that good, then I don't mind experiencing it for myself, if at least once."
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Wait what
Author's Note
Fun Fact: Literally written on the singular idea of "What if Rarity is just a complete, absolute, pure, total virgin?" after learning about the contest.
~~Also, for the really really fast readers, last chapter will be added in a bit. Needs some final touches, but just wanted to be sure the fic at least cleared the queue before the deadline. Also apologies, as that has most of what you probably clicked this for. Just a bit longer, promise.~~ Disregard all that, you didn't see anything.

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No one seemed to know how to respond to that. Like, what were you even supposed to say to that.
The crusaders spent a while just looking between them, silently trying to converse, argue and discuss with but mere gestures, each one more desperate than the last.
"Yeah... let's not." Scootaloo finally managed to bring out, desperately averting her gaze.
"Oh? Is something the matter?" Rarity easily replied, clearly not aware of what she was proposing.
"Sex is, uh... for close friends, basically? People you're intimate with..." Scootaloo began, looking towards her friends for any encouragement whatsoever, only to be met by four shrugging shoulders. Sweetie for her part definitely didn't want to have any further part in it. So with a sigh, the pegasus turned back.
"And, uh, not that we don't like you, as a friend I mean, but... sex is also not something you usually do with a relative, seeing as Sweetie is here and all..." She scratched the back her neck, trying to find anything more to say.
"Just... yeah, just visit the library! I'm sure there's plenty of books in there that explain what sex is all about." She nodded to herself, satisfied with the answer she had come up.
"Hmm... alright then. You've more than peeked my curiosity now. I'll be taking my leave then, as I think the library section of the Crystal Castle is still opened."
The young mares didn't respond, only nodding with relief and waving the visitor goodbye, all obviously happy that they dodged a bullet there.
As she was going downstairs, the crusaders could hear her talking to herself. "Maybe I should ask Twilight directly about it? We're certainly intimate enough for it, whatever it may turn out to be, and maybe she could also tell me what the toys in that box were for..."
As her voice was trailing off in the distance, the crusaders exchanged looks again, this time coming to an unspoken agreement a lot faster. Before the others could say any more, Scootaloo had already taken off, catching up to Rarity in no time.
"Actually, on second thought, maybe we should. Introduce you, I mean. Being experienced and all that." She hastily said, putting herself between Rarity and the front door.
As the other two came downstairs as well, Rarity cocked her head.
"Oh, didn't you say that you couldn't before?" she asked, specifically looking towards her sister. Sweetie was sporting a fierce blush, but stood her ground.
"We can... make an exception, just this once." She said, affirming her intent with the other girls. And we don't want the ruler of Equestria to be told what it is we do in our free time, mostly that. "Just... don't tell anyone, alright? This is something kept between you and us, are we clear on that?"
Rarity nodded, eager to find out more about this 'sex' thing. "Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. So, what do we do?"
"Well, we start with... eh... ah, just a moment. Crusaders, meeting!" Scootaloo started, though Sweetie could easily see that the pegasus didn't plan that far ahead.
Huddling together, Applebloom spoke first, "We are way in over our heads in this, right? Just wanted to check that reality didn't break down while I was looking away or something."
"We're not dreaming, sadly enough. I've poked myself enough times to establish at least that much." Sweetie replied.
"Well, one way or another, we have to go through with it now. If we pull out, things could get exponentially more awkward. So, plan?" Scootaloo said, looking towards Sweetie.
When Sweetie noticed that Applebloom was looking expectantly at her as well, she huffed, indignified.
"No, don't even think about it! That's my sister, can't one of you two take the lead?"
"Scoots has never been the top, even once, and I fear that I might hurt your sister as I don't know her body yet, unlike yours. Besides, you have the most experience being dominant, don't you think you'll have the easiest time guiding her through it?" Applebloom brought up, an argument that Sweetie was loathe to admit was very sound.
"... fine. Let me think for a moment... okay, cleaning and preparing supplies first, you two show to sis what you usually do together on the lighter side, I'll go over all the basics with her while you're in aftercare, and then we start her, and I really can't believe I'm saying this, 'first sexual experience'... sound good?" She said, though the question was aimed more at Scootaloo than Applebloom.
"I'm fine with it, yeah. Wooden stallion, then? Might even make it more interesting, all in all. Having her spectate, I mean," Scootaloo said, managing to form a small grin. Applebloom just nodded.
Sweetie nodded as well.
"Alright, let's, Twilight help us, do this then."
Breaking up the huddle, they all turned towards Rarity, who had been looking at them with interest. Sweetie took in a deep breath, before stepping forward.
"Before we start, we all need to get ourselves cleaned up. The bathroom isn't big enough to hold four people at once, so we'll go in pairs, Applebloom and Scootaloo first, while we'll start to prepare. Afterwards, we'll go in while they finish setting up, alright?"
The other two mares nodded, though Rarity seemed a bit confused. "But dear, I've already showered this morning. Will that really be necessary?"
Sweetie just nodded. "Yeah, because one place in particular needs to be really clean down there, so I need to be sure of it. You'll see once we get in. Just.. wait for a bit, I guess."
And with that, the other two went ahead and upstairs, while Sweetie started to gather various items from around the room. Motioning for Rarity to follow, they too went back upstairs.
Rarity could hear the shower running to her right, while Sweetie led her into one of the bigger rooms on her left.
"There's some books to your right, if you want to read a bit. I'll be right back, need to get a few other items." Sweetie said, putting down the stuff she had gathered and leaving again.
Oh, I do wonder what this will be like, Rarity thought to herself, having some time to think, while walking towards the bookshelf and picking something out. Even better than the best massage that the Spa Sisters have to offer, was it? Peculiar indeed.
She started reading, Sweetie sporadically bringing in items here and there before leaving again, never speaking a word.
After a short while, her sister brought in the large box that started it all and sat down herself, seemingly finished.
"That's... quite a lot of stuff. Is this all necessary for this 'sex' thing?" Rarity asked, putting the book away.
Sweetie looked up, having been lost in thought, and shook her head. "Not precisely, no. Most creatures use hardly anything for it, to be precise, but we enjoy using these things with it. It's called b-d-s-m, in case you wanted to read up on it later. It can be plenty enjoyable without, but even more so with, if that makes sense?"
While talking, Sweetie noticed that the atmosphere had become a lot lighter, which she somewhat enjoyed. Being able to just honestly talk with her sister like this about her interests, even if she never expected it in this specific way, eased her mind a bit. Perhaps enough for later on, she idly hoped.
"I think, yes. Though perhaps even more once I finally learn what this 'sex' is all about." Rarity answered, studying each item in front of her in detail.
Besides the box with what she wrongly thought contained simple foal's toys, she noticed extra cushions, blankets, water, some snacks, and a... hmm, large triangular prism or something? Sweetie had been busy ordering and arranging everything around the pair, the prism staying in the middle of the room, until Rarity heard a door open back in the corrider.
As the other pair of mares entered the room, Rarity noticed that Scootaloo looked a lot more flustered than before, though she didn't think any further on it. Sweetie, on the other hand, recognized that Applebloom had already begun preparing the pegasus in there, which she acknowledged with a short smile. If we're doing this anyway, might as well enjoy it all the way through, huh? I hope I can feel the same way, in the end...
Getting up, Sweetie motioned for Rarity to follow along. "Our turn. Applebloom, Scootaloo, you can take it from here? Make sure you're set up, but don't start until we're here, yeah?"
"Yeah, we got if from here. See you in a bit." Applebloom replied, waving them off.
That was a, well, weird shower. Sweetie had showed where she should focus on cleaning, using her own body as an example, though not without a fair amount of hesitation and awkwardness.
Rarity wasn't even aware that that spot was used for anything but relieving herself, which seemed to surprise her sister somewhat, before Rarity got to do it itself.
It was the first time in her life she had ever touched herself down there more than she needed to before, having been content with just superficially rinsing it out. And she had to admit, while doing so, she felt a certain... something, that she couldn't quite describe.
When she brought it up to Sweetie, the younger mare informed her that there'll be plenty more of that later, which didn't explain it all that clearly. Still, she trusts her sister and the other crusaders, so she'll just wait and see. For now, they just continued thoroughly cleaning themselves, just like they did together when Sweetie was still a foal, before getting out and drying off.
As they entered the room again, Rarity was surprised by the sight that was awaiting her.
In the middle of the room, Scootaloo was seated on the wooden prism she saw earlier with her forelegs behind her while her knees touched the ground, one side digging in in the spot between her legs that Sweetie pointed out earlier. She was blindfolded as well, Applebloom standing just to her side. The earth mare seemed to be holding a pink box, while the pegasus was shaking a bit in her seating position.
A seating position that didn't look all that comfortable to Rarity, truth be told.
"We're back." Sweetie said, catching their attention. Scootaloo could only look in the direction where the sound had come from, while Applebloom gave her a short smile.
"Everything's ready." She said, holding the box up. "One up front, word is "Starfall". Do you want to do it, or..."
"No, go ahead. I'll stay with Rarity." Sweetie then turned towards her sister.
"Just... keep quiet and observe, alright? We can't interrupt them now."
Rarity simply nodded, intrigued by the sight. As she and Sweetie went around the pegasus to sit on some cushions a few hooves from the prism, Rarity noticed that the forelegs Scootaloo had put behind her back were tied together as well, recognizing the pair of cuffs from the larger box, which she imagined must have been even more uncomfortable.
Walking a bit closer, Applebloom whispered something in the bound pegasus's ear that Rarity couldn't make out, and after a nod from said pegasus seemed to flick a switch on the box, almost immediately making Scootaloo shake.
At the same time, the pegasus started to audibly moan, moving her body back and forth on the edge she was sitting on.
Looking to her side, Rarity saw that Sweetie was simply observing the situation before them, so she tried to do the same. Though she's still not convinced Scootaloo is entirely comfortable, it's at least clear to her that the pegasus is enjoying this the most out of all of them. So is this 'sex'?, she idly wondered, though she was quick to correct herself, No, just a form of it, as Sweetie pointed out earlier. Still... Scootaloo seems to be feeling rather good.
Beside her, Sweetie was intently watching the pegasus squirm, thinking back to their earlier playtimes. She's moving more than usual, right? Is Rarity's presence that much more stimulating then? That could be a useful thing to note for the future.
With another flick on the box, Scootaloo started to squirm even harder, her moving becoming more erratic. Applebloom whispered something in her ear again, and she suddenly halted her movements, trying to keep still and holding her voice in.
A short while later, Applebloom nodded with satisfaction, again whispering something and flicking the switch on the box, to which Scootaloo started to shake even harder than before, voice louder as well.
Rarity thought that it all seemed to be building upwards, the grinding, moaning and shaking all increasing in tandem until, all of a sudden, she suddenly stopped moving and started to violently shiver instead. Her voice seemed to be caught in her throat, while Rarity could notice something shiny gliding down the visible side of the prism, almost as if she...
Pee? Did she pee herself? Wait, no, it's... more see through, almost white?
As neither of the crusaders moved, so did Rarity, letting the pegasus convulse for what felt like a full minute, until Sweetie suddenly turned towards her.
"Okay, now that you've seen... that, are you sure you still want to do this?" Sweetie asked, the seriousness in her voice contrasting oddly with the still quivering body of the blindfolded pegasus but a few hooves away from her.
...I do, Rarity thought, the emotions that seemed to be rocking Scootaloo too inviting an offer for her to reject, and she clearly nodded, still speechless.
Sweetie sighed, before motioning towards Applebloom. The strong mare flicked a switch on the box again, in the opposite direction this time, and had no problem heaving the tall pegasus up off the triangular structure, before gently setting her down on a few cushions, blanket and water at the ready.
The younger unicorn took a few more breaths, before looking directly in Rarity's eyes. "Okay, first things first, the safe word. If, at any point during our... 'introduction', you happen to feel uncomfortable in any way and want to either take a break or stop entirely, don't hesitate to say your safe word out loud. We'll immediately stop whatever it is we're doing, is that clear?"
"Very, yes." Rarity said, nodding. "What should I say?"
"You're free to choose. As long as it isn't something you regularly use, anything will do. Scoot's word is usually 'Starfall' like you heard earlier, for example."
Rarity pondered for a bit, before speaking up. "Alright. 'Blueblood', would that do?"
The younger mare smiled at that. "Yeah, that's fine. Still didn't get over him, I take it?"
"It's a sore memory, let's just put it at that." Rarity admitted, after letting out a sigh.
"Okay, as for the play itself... just try to relax, we'll do most of the work. Since you're still new to this", and I still can't believe I'll be the one to teach you, "we're going to do fairly basic stuff, nothing wild like you saw with Scootaloo. Don't worry, I'll be sure to explain everything along the way, so you always know what it is I'll be doing. Are you alright with that?"
"If that's what you think is best, yes." Rarity answered, stealing a glance towards Applebloom giving the lithe pegasus something to drink, wrapped up in the blanket from earlier.
"It is, yeah. Once we're done, we'll move on to aftercare. Reaching a high, and you'll know once you've reached one, it's possible that you might experience a fall as well afterwards, what we call a 'drop'. It isn't, eh, all that nice to have, though it can be reduced or even prevented with the proper care afterwards, like you can see Applebloom providing for Scootaloo right now."
Looking away herself, she waited for a nod from Applebloom, before turning towards Rarity. "So, are you ready then... sis?"
"I am, yes." came the short answer, and Sweetie motioned for her to stand again. Cleaning the Prism and putting it aside, she laid out a thick blanket in its place, before filling it with cushions.
"Here, lie down, on your back," she said, and Rarity obeyed. Obeyed? Weird, I wouldn't call it 'follow' either, as Sweetie suddenly seemed a bit more commanding.
Still, she obliged, happy that she could lay down in a comfortable position, unlike Scootaloo. From her lying position, she could see that Applebloom had unfolded a part of the blanket covering said mare, and seemed to reach into her... actually, what was it called? Thinking back all those years, she vaguely remembers... ah, vagina? Well, in that, before taking what looked like a small pink egg out of it, something she had seen in the box before, its colour matching the box Applebloom was holding earlier.
Rarity suddenly realized that Scootaloo had... something, inside of her, and Applebloom was somehow controlling it with a remote. So putting stuff in the vagina is what feels so good? That's... a bit weird, no?
Before she could muse on it further, Sweetie suddenly sat down next to her, placing a few things beside her. Rarity recognized them as items from the box as well.
Here we are then, Sweetie thought to herself, might as well get it over with.
"Okay Rarity, just... relax. I'll start with some massaging first." She said, and began roaming her hooves after a nod.
Though she had noticed it numerous times before, her older sister had quite the pliable body, though it never reached the point of 'pudgy'. 'All the right curves in the right places', as she had often overheard the colts describe her back in school, which Sweetie could never quite deny.
Rarity was simply enjoying Sweetie's hoofwork with her eyes closed, somewhat surprised at how adept she was. Not that she could match either of the Spa Sisters, but still good enough that she might ask for a shoulder massage more often in the future.
As time went one, Sweetie slowly started to move lower and lower, awaiting the moment Rarity would tense up. That moment never came, though, so she kept descending on and on, until she finally reached her goal.
Brushing softly over her flower, Rarity finally noticeably moved, making Sweetie pause.
"Still doing okay?" She asked, wanting to be sure she hadn't messed up already. Rarity opened her eyes, looking up towards her sister with a confused look.
"It's... different, I admit. But yes, I'm still fine. A bit scared, maybe, now, but I want to see where this leads."
Sweetie nodded. "Alright. Just, don't forget the safeword, okay? I really do need to know when you want to stop, this is all about you."
Rarity let out a small laugh at that. "I know, dear. I'm keeping it in mind. Please, carry on."
She closed her eyes again, and Sweetie continued her touching. Circling a few times around it with one hoof, while the other was stroking her thigh, she bit her lip and decided to go further, directly touching the petals now.
Rarity let out an audible sigh at that, but still did not call out that haughty prince's name. So Sweetie continued, slowly putting more pressure on her hoof while slowly moving it around, Rarity's hips starting to slightly buck into her hoof.
Ah fuck, Sweetie caught herself thinking, I'm starting to get into it as well.
Rarity, meanwhile, was trying to process those curious yet enjoyable feelings coming from her nether region. She certainly didn't feel anything like this when she was cleaning herself out, making her wonder if it was similiar to tickling instead, with the unknown factor greatly intensifying the feeling.
Slowly but surely, she felt the pressure increase, while the enjoyable feelings came in much stronger when the hoof went over certain spots.
She was starting to feel good, really good, and could finally understand why this would be considered better than the best the Spa Sisters had to offer.
Unbeknownst to her, Applebloom had silently walked over to the pair, her large frame belying the grace she could move it with.
Doing okay? Sweetie was sure she mouthed, clearly not wanting to interrupt the play. Sweetie mouthed back, Yeah, more than I thought.
The earth mare let out a quiet sigh of relief, before just as silently returning to Scootaloo.
Looking down, Sweetie was stricken by how, if perhaps unintentional, sensual Rarity had become under her hooves. One leg slightly raised, head cocked a bit to the side while her eyes were still closed, hips slightly bucking upwards into the hoof's movements while her barrel turned in the opposite direction of her head, it was clear to Sweetie that the mare below her was enjoying herself.
Finally able to put her worries about the whole situation aside, Sweetie decided to fully lean into what Rarity had asked her to do.
Pulling her hoof back, she spoke up again. "Still doing alright there, sis?"
The mare slowly opened her eyes, this time looking up not with a look of confusion, but one of enjoyment.
"I am, yeah. You didn't lie, that felt really great." she said, slightly fluttering her eyelids.
Sweetie smiled at the response, grabbing one of the toys that she had taken earlier, which Rarity could only describe as a somewhat thick but short stick.
"Then this is going to feel even better." Bringing the stick over, she gave Rarity a better view of it. "This is called a dildo, which is supposed to replicate the feeling of a penis entering you, and all the good feelings that brings with it."
Rarity looked slightly confused, and Sweetie suddenly realized that she might not know what a penis is either, so she hastily corrected herself. "Or, well, that's not important for now. It might feel weird, at first, but once you've settled and we can start moving, you're going to see sparks fly."
Rarity looked at the dildo, still uncertain. "You mean, that's going... in there? Down here, I mean? That... doesn't seem like it'll fit, dear." she said, concern noticeable, though Sweetie was quick to ease her worries.
"It is, yeah, but don't worry, a mare's body is practically built for precisely this sort of thing. The initial insertion might be a bit painful, depending on the state of your hymen, but it'll clear away soon. Just relax again, lie down, and just... well, enjoy the ride."
"...alright. You've treated me well so far, so I'm trusting you on this as well." Rarity finally said, lying down and closing her eyes again.
Sweetie opened the bottle of lube she had put next to the dildo, gave it a thorough coating just to be sure, and slowly lowered it down Rarity's body. Once she had reached her destination, she made sure to align it properly and slowly started to push inwards.
Rarity didn't know what to make of these new, almost alien sensations. Slowly but surely, she could feel inch after inch sliding inwards, generating even more feelings she wasn't sure how to interpret.
As Sweetie passed the half-way mark, she let out a sigh of relief. She should be well past Rarity's hymen now, if there was still any of it left, so she was happy that that couldn't ruin the moment at least. Emboldened by the discovery, she started to push it in ever more quickly, making Rarity sigh again. Half a minute later, she had finally bottomed out, at least for the smaller-sized dildo, and she called out to Rarity again.
"See? Wasn't much of a problem, was it?" Rarity heard Sweetie ask her, and she looked up again, before her eyebrows shot up when she saw that nearly the whole thing had entered her.
She shook her head in amazement. "That's... alright, I see now. So, now what?" she asked, curious what would happen now. She didn't think it would go in any further, at least.
Sweetie could help but smirk down. "Now the the fun really begins."
To Rarity's surprise, Sweetie suddenly started to pull on the large object inside her, the alien feelings returning in full force.
Not even ten seconds later, she saw that the dildo had almost fully exited her again, before Sweetie pushed in again. This time Rarity suddenly let out an unladylike moan, surprising herself. She tried to to stifle it, but Sweetie was quick to stop here, eyes full of comfort gazing into Rarity's.
"Don't. Just let it out, it's going to feel much better from here on." the younger mare said, starting to pull and push in a quickened pace, the alien feelings Rarity could now positively identify as 'enjoyable' growing stronger and stronger.
So she simply lied her head back, closed her eyes for perhaps the final time, and did as she was told, her moans coming out however they wanted to.
She felt her body start to move as well, even if she didn't want it to, helpless against the pleasure that seemed to be taking over.
Sweetie, for her part, certainly appreciated the show Rarity was putting on. Having a drop-dead gorgeous mare like her acting as putty under her hooves was a sensation in a league of its own, the thought of this still being her own sister locked away in a far corner of her mind.
As the dildo started to move faster and faster, Rarity could feel as if she was building up towards something. Something grand, something fantastic, something... unknown. All of a sudden, fear started to take hold of her mind, and before she knew it she had yelled it out, the dildo immediately stopping when she did.
"Blueblood!"
Opening her eyes, she saw that Sweetie was panting as well, concern clear in her eyes.
Applebloom rushed over as well, and both were intently examining Rarity, as if she wasn't having the best time of her life just moments ago.
Sweetie finally spoke up, not seeming to find anything noteworthy. "... the oncoming high spooked you a bit, sis?"
Taking a moment to consider, Rarity noticed that she had been panting as well, if not harder than Sweetie.
"I... I think, yeah. I'm... sorry, but that was..." she tried to talk, but ultimately failed to find the words, dumbfounded as she was.
Sweetie nodded. "Well, it's certainly something, alright. But it's not something you should be scared over, ultimately. If you let it wash over you, it'll be the best feeling you've ever had... but I'm not going to force you, like I said at the start. This is about you, and if you want to stop, we'll stop. Just as I stopped when you used the safeword, right? What do you say, sis?"
Rarity shook her head, determination clear in her eyes.
"No, no... let's try again. Because you'll be right by my side, right? Sweetie?"
The younger unicorn warmly nodded at her, and she gave a tilt towards Applebloom, who got the message and got up again, giving the two some space.
The dildo never having left her, Sweetie soon found her rhythm again, just as Rarity quickly found herself building up again, towards that 'high' as her sister had called it.
She once again felt the twinges of fear in the back of her mind, but this time forced them down before they could take over, instead focusing on the ever increasing feeling of pure pleasure.
Her moans were starting to reach a crescendo, the pace never letting up, until she finally hit it.
She didn't just see sparks fly, it was as if her whole body was filled with fireworks, all going off simultaneously.
Sweetie's eyes lit up when she noticed that Rarity's body suddenly started to convulse, much like how Scootaloo had done earlier, only so much more intense. She quickly grabbed one of Rarity's hooves with her free hoof and gently squeezed it, letting the mare know that, yes, she was still here, and she wasn't going to let her go.
Rarity barely made out the sudden sqeeuze she felt in one of her hooves, though she realized the meaning behind it and visibly smiled, the fireworks still going off all inside of her.
She wasn't sure how long it had lasted. Might have been no more than a minute, but she wouldn't have been able to confidently say that it didn't last more than an hour either.
Slowly opening her eyes, she saw that Sweetie was still there. She suddenly felt the hoof sqeeuzing let go, much to her dismay, as well as the dildo slowly leaving her body, the latter giving her a last bit more pleasure still.
Once it was out, Sweetie was quick to put it away, grabbing something out of sight instead.
Strangely, Rarity felt like she didn't have the energy to look to her side and see just what her loving sister was reaching for, and faintly started to recall something Sweetie had mentioned earlier. The fireworks that had bern occupying her mind seemed to be replaced by a thick fog, somewhat irritating her.
After a high, you're likely to have a.. a... Oh Celestia, what was it again?
Before she could finish her thought, though, she suddenly felt a warm blanket cover her body, Sweetie bringing a small glass of water in view.
"Want a drink?" She asked, holding it out.
Rarity realized that, yes, she was suddenly very thirsty. Weakly reaching a hoof out from under the blanket, she gratefully accepted the water and brought it to her lips, the refreshing taste returning some of her strength.
"Am I..." She found she couldn't finish her sentence.
Sweetie seemed to understand though. "A drop, yeah, I'm afraid. And a pretty harsh one, at least to my knowledge. But don't worry, it'll go away. And I'll be here all the while, so just let me know if you need anything, alright?"
Rarity nodded, not quite wanting to say anything for the moment.
Having gained enough strength, she looked around the room, and noticed that they were alone.
"The others went out for a bit, if you're wondering, while you were a bit out of it. It's become a bit late, and everyone's gotten hungry for more than just snacks. They should be back shortly though, to the farm and back." Sweetie said, looking out one of the windows.
"That... was, that was... " Rarity tried but failed to say, before Sweetie got closer.
"Hey, don't try to force it, alright? Just rest up, we'll have time to talk about it later." She said, before turning away.
Rarity nodded again, dipping a bit lower under the large blanket. Though, come to think of it, there was one thing she wanted more than anything right now.
" Sweetie... " She said, making the mare look towards her again.
"Yeah, sis?"
"... hug?"
Sweetie couldn't help but freeze, the thought almost making her giggle.
Still, she needed to oblige as a proper top, and quickly settled under the blanket next to her big sister.
That seemed to settle Rarity down, just as Sweetie was content to feel the warmth of Rarity's body on her own. Sister and sister, soundly resting against each other.
Just like we used to do when I was still a filly, right Rarity? Sweetie thought, though she quickly and silently chuckled, adding though I'm not so sure who the filly this time is.
Author's Note
Oh good god why did this take so much longer than I thought it would aaah
On a more serious note, I'm happy that it at least got finished, in the end. First proper cloppy story though, which I hope was enjoyable enough. Especially as I definitely wasn't writing from first-hand experience, if that perhaps a bit too obvious.
Ninja Edit: Okay, I might be flipping a bit with how late it is, but somehow, someway, this story was already added to the contest folder? Like, before this chapter was published. Like, the chapter. So, I, eh, aplogies to anyone who clicked from the group wanting to check out the new entry, only to find out that the actual contest subject wasn't present yet, I guess?