Intangible Delights

GamezCon, the biggest gaming convention of the year. A safe haven for every gamer and a place to mingle with fellow fans; no matter if they were casual, occasional, hardcore, or professional.

The actual convention was still half an hour away from officially starting, but the plaza and the park outside the building were already littered with would-be attendants. Some looked entirely normal, others carried backpacks or cameras hanging from their necks, but a large number of people were wearing some sort of cosplay ranging from incredibly cheap to outstandingly detailed.

Sweetie Belle and Fluttershy were sitting on a bench, both of them wearing high-quality cosplays. Sweetie Belle was wearing a Bayonetta cosplay that fit her like a glove, while Fluttershy wore an Isabelle cosplay.

“I still can’t believe Rarity bailed out on me!” Sweetie said, frowning, as she re-checked her pistols. “I mean, what’s the point of finding a cheap but decent hotel room, buying the tickets, and working for weeks on our cosplays, only for Rarity to change her mind at the last minute!?”

“She didn’t do it on purpose, Sweetie,” Fluttershy said hugging her doggy-eared blonde wig. “Hoity asked her if she could attend his fashion show as his personal guest, after all. That’s why she asked if I could keep you company. That fashion show is important for her career, you know.”

“Yeah, more important than keeping her promise to spend time with me,” Sweetie grumbled.

“You don’t mean that,” Fluttershy said in a gentle tone.

Sweetie sighed. “No… but it sucks all the same. I really, really wanted to spend some quality time with my big sister. Not that I’m not happy that you’re here, Fluttershy. I didn’t even know you were a gamer.”

Fluttershy smiled and blushed. “Thank you, Sweetie. But I’m not that big of a gamer. I like games like Animal Crossing, Harvest Moon, Stardew Valley, or Nintendo games. I don’t really like violent or bloody ones though…”

Sweetie nodded. “That’s okay, Fluttershy. In my case, I like a lot of different games, though strategy ones are kinda hard. Oh, you should try Minecraft! I think you’ll like that one!”

“Oh? What is it about?”

The two girls kept talking about different games until the gates of the convention opened and slowly but surely everyone walked inside the vast building, ready to buy, compete, sell, or just have a good time.

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“Ufff, what a day!” Sweetie Belle said as she opened the door of their room. Walking inside with some difficulty as she carried a number of bags with both hands. “Button Mash wasn’t kidding when he said GamezCon was pretty hectic.”

“It was so much fun!” Fluttershy exclaimed happily. “I even found the Yoshi plushie I wanted,” she hugged the forty-centimeter tall plushie tightly.

“I’m just glad to finally put these down,” Sweetie said putting her bags on her side of the room. “And let these free…,” she then unzipped the front of her costume and allowed her already bountiful breasts to surge to their real size. Going instantly from a CC cup to a DD+ cup. “That’s it girls. Breaaaatheeeeee,” Sweetie sat on her bed, using a hand to fan her exposed cleavage. “My back is killing me,” she said, stretching a little.

“Mine too,” Fluttershy agreed as she took off her sweater and the shirt below it. Both pieces of clothing had done a terrific job hiding her true chest size, but now sitting on her bed wearing only her bra, her E+ cup breasts were exposed in all their bouncy glory.

“I don’t get why so many girls want to have big breasts like we do,” Sweetie sighed as she removed the top part of her costume, leaving her upper half bare minus her bra. “I love my girls, but the back pains aren’t worth it.”

“Not to mention the custom bras. Thank goodness Rarity helps us with that… and our swimsuits, too,” Fluttershy sighed alongside her younger friend.

“Yeah, that too. Having to buy custom-made clothes to fit these,” Sweetie said grabbing her tits. “All the time must be a real drain on anyone’s wallet,” she smirked looking at Fluttershy. “At least we got a lot of ‘friendly tips’ from a lot of guys wanting to take pictures of us, riiiight?”

“Y-You took their money?” Fluttershy asked and in response, Sweetie’s smirk widened. “I thought I told you not to, Sweetie! That’s very rude on your part!”

Sweetie laughed. “Hey, they were the ones ogling us and they were the ones who offered the money. Why not take it? It’s like Mister Rich always says: a mutually favorable exchange is always a good deal. They got what they wanted and we got more money to buy more stuff. Everyone wins!”

“T-That still feels wrong…” Fluttershy sighed in defeat as the pale-skinned girl continued to laugh. She was about to stand up when she felt a chilling sensation on her back that faded as soon as it came. “Umm, Sweetie, do you mind if I take a shower first?”

“Sure thing, Shy. Taking off this costume takes a while anyway,” Sweetie replied. She watched in silence for a few moments as Fluttershy undressed until only her panties remained. “Oh, and Fluttershy?” The yellow-skinned girl looked at her. “Thanks again, for putting up with me and being an awesome person,” Sweetie blushed.

Fluttershy giggled before replying. “What are friends for, right?” She then headed to the bathroom with her shampoo, nightie, and a fresh pair of panties in hand. “I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

Without another word, Fluttershy entered the bathroom and headed straight for the bathtub. Before entering, she removed her panties and put her nightie and fresh panties nearby. After spending a few moments figuring out how the water handles worked, which was which, and regulating the water’s temperature to one she felt enjoyable, she hopped right beneath the showering water.

Her shower was lengthy as the stress of the day refused to leave her easily, but in the end, it relented by the time she was ready to wash away the shampoo from her pink hair.

“Mhmmmm, such a nice bath~” She sighed in relief, eyes closed and fingers traveling from her head to the rest of her upper body washing the stress away.

Suddenly, Fluttershy felt the same chilling sensation run up her spine as before, only this time it remained a little longer. Feeling a bit anxious, Fluttershy stopped for a moment, allowing the water to wash away what little shampoo and soap remained clinging to her body. A few seconds later she started to feel… something similar to fingertips poke her ribs, then fingers run up her sides, gently and almost lovingly, until they reached her breasts; dancing and caressing all over her soft, delicate flesh.

Fluttershy was stunned for several seconds as all she could do was stare how something was touching her… molesting her. “W-What--” Her words died in her throat when she felt both her nipples being pinched and pulled ever so tenderly.

“Eeep!” Fluttershy squeaked as a burst of yellowish light surged from her body, allowing her to leap out of the bathtub. She landed softly next to the bathtub, confused. “What happened?” She asked to no one. Looking around resulted in an effortless practice as she found nothing while the shower kept running. “I must be more exhausted than I thought, I’m starting to imagine things…”

Letting out a sigh and a shrug, Fluttershy leaned forward to close the water handles. She quickly, albeit nervously, dried herself off, put on her panties and nightie, and exited the bathroom.

“I’m done, Swee--”

Again her words died in her throat, this time by what her eyes were seeing. It wasn’t that Sweetie Belle was breathing softly as she lay on her bed, nor that she had removed her costume leaving only her panties and bra. No. What made her froze still was that her bra was lifted above her breasts and something was groping and massaging them. More than that as she could clearly see her left nipple being suckled, while her right one was being pinched and played with.

For a moment of stunned confusion, Fluttershy stood there, her brain trying to comprehend what she was seeing. There was nothing wet covering Sweetie’s left nipple nor could she discern any sort of body or sound, aside from the grunts and groans Sweetie made, coming from whatever was having its way with Sweetie Belle.

“Sweetie Belle!” Fluttershy blurted out. Instantly after that, whatever was molesting her younger friend stopped. She watched as Sweetie stirred in her sleep like nothing had ever happened.

“H-Huh?” Sweetie yawned as she pulled herself up to sit at the edge of the bed. Looking down she noticed the state of her bra. “When did I pull it up?” She yawned again before removing it entirely. She then noticed Fluttershy standing near her bed. “Oh, are you done? Sorry I fell asleep, Shy. Guess I was more tired than I thought,” Sweetie moved to get her own accessories. “Don’t mind me, go to sleep if you want, Fluttershy. You look exhausted!” Sweetie giggled as she walked past the yellow-skinned woman.

Fluttershy tried to say something, but nothing came out. Not even mumbles. She was too nervous after what she saw to speak out. She could only watch as the pale-skinned girl shut the bathroom door closed behind her.

Shaking her head, Fluttershy tried to calm herself down with lackluster success. Eventually, she went to her to try and get some sleep.

But what in the world was that? I know… I know I didn’t imagine it… No… Maybe my head was playing tricks on me. A good night is just what I need right now, Fluttershy thought whilst closing her eyes.

By the time Sweetie Belle walked out of the bathroom, Fluttershy was almost asleep and moments later she drifted to dreamland. Minutes later, Sweetie Belle joined her.

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In the middle of the night, the two girls slept soundly in their beds. However, unknown to them, their covers were being slowly pulled aside by an unknown force. Once their covers were laying on the floor, their bodies were revealed: Fluttershy wearing her nightie and Sweetie Belle wearing a pair of panties and a loose shirt.

A few instants later, Fluttershy’s nightie was pulled to the side, opening it wide to reveal the bare breasts of the pink-haired woman. A moment later the clear outline of fingers appeared pressed against the soft flesh of her breasts. The fingers soon took the shape of two hands; one on each breast.

The hands began to move and tenderly squeeze at the ample bosom; they rolled, squeezed, cupped, played, and groped the two yellow fleshy mountains. It went on for a couple of minutes until the hands moved to the rosey-pale nipples sitting at the top of each tit. Said nipples were pinched, twisted, pulled, and caressed; sometimes roughly but never violently.

After some time, the hands stopped and vanished from Fluttershy’s skin. An instant later, however, the shirt Sweetie Belle was wearing was slowly ripped down the middle. When it was completely torn, her breasts laid completely exposed like two giant marshmallows with an intense pink nipple crowning the summit of each mound.

Like it started with Fluttershy, the ethereal hands made themselves present upon the alabaster flesh of Sweetie Belle’s breasts. First, they adopted a playful manner, then they began groping and squeezing and cupping the generous balloons of flesh; always taking their sweet time to play and enjoy them at their leisure.

By the time the hands moved to the nipples, Sweetie Belle was slightly shifting and letting out the odd moan here and there. The hands pinched and pulled at her nipples until a hand took a firm hold of Sweetie’s right breast. Suddenly, something else made itself present on and around her nipple and areola.

Like Fluttershy had seen previously, the motions indicated as if something was suckling on Sweetie’s tit. Her nipple moved up and down, from side to side in a manner that indicated it was being played with. Similarly, there was no actual noise nor any sort of fluid could be seen; all the while the other hand played freely with her left breast.

Despite that, however, Sweetie Belle was reacting all the same by shifting and moaning occasionally at the loving ministrations she was receiving in her unconscious state.

After a time, the suckling stopped only to appear an instant later on the left nipple. For several minutes this went on as the ethereal presence jumped from one breast to the other; always careful and making sure to give the nipple itself a long, rough suckle before leaving it alone.

Once more, the invisible hands vanished from Sweetie Belle’s flesh, only for them to appear a moment later on Fluttershy’s own. Like before, the hands played with her breasts, although this time for mere moments. Then, her left nipple was assaulted by an invisible vacuum that sucked, suckled, and played with it as it so desired.

Under tender ministrations did the ethereal presence lovingly play with Fluttershy’s breasts and nipples; holding them hostage to its amorous care for long, endless minutes. For her part, Fluttershy replied to such actions with soft moans and a trembling body from time to time.

By the time the hands stopped, Fluttershy’s breathing was a tad ragged, but not by much. Unlike previous times, the hands did not vanish. Instead, they traveled down her body: softly caressing her sides, her exposed belly, her waist, and finally ending at her hips. More importantly, the elastic band of her panties.

Ever so slowly and with practiced skill, the hands pulled down her panties with Fluttershy being none the wiser until the hands slipped them out of her feet. Tossing the underwear aside, the hands reappeared on Fluttershy’s thighs, gently pushing them apart to reveal her shaved nether regions. More so than that, after the treatment given to her breasts, her cunny glistened with a coating of liquid excitement.

The hands moved closer and a moment later a set of fingers began to spread her labia. The spreading revealed a reddish clitoris and the pure, untouched pink insides. Not a moment sooner did the ethereal presence take a direct action upon the exposed flesh.

“Mmmhhaaa!” Fluttershy cried in her sleep. Her body reacting, twitching and trembling, to a sensation akin to that of a tongue assaulting her inner walls.

As the pink-haired woman moaned and cried from the sudden waves of pleasure she was receiving, the intangible tongue did its work in short order. This time, however, something strange was happening. While there was a lack of sound not created by Fluttershy herself, her juices never touched the bedsheets. Indeed, the actions of the ethereal being provided the yellow-skinned mare with pleasure but at the same time, it vanished all physical evidence.

“Mmmmm! Mhmmmfff! Gaaahhhhh!” Fluttershy cried again and again until her hands clenched into fists, her entire body shook in a spasm, and a long whine of satisfaction left her lips. Below, her nether regions were soaked with the sudden outburst of vaginal fluids caused by a rather strong orgasm.

Or that would’ve been the case were not for the ethereal presence vanishing, or rather consuming Fluttershy’s love juices to the very last drop.

As her orgasm died down, a rush of cold unlike anything she had ever felt struck her naked body, causing her to stir up and awaken.

“G-Guh?” Fluttershy mumbled opening her eyes, her mind trying to catch up with her surroundings. It didn’t take her long to notice that she was both uncovered and naked. With that realization, the pleasant feeling of her orgasmic aftermath made itself present as did the wave of otherworldly coldness upon her skin. Despite her sudden burst of embarrassment, Fluttershy, try as she may, did not move.

Could not move.

A new burst, this time of anxiety, filled her mind for several long, icy cold seconds until she realized she could, if only slightly, move her head. She froze again when she heard a moan coming from Sweetie Belle and turning her head as fast as she could, she bore witness that the something, the ethereal being that had ravaged her while she slept, had just removed Sweetie Belle’s panties and was assaulting her young pussy.

N-No. No! Leave her alone! Fluttershy thought in desperation as she found it impossible to formulate anything more complex than incoherent mumbles and groans.

Fluttershy lay in her bed, unable to move and somehow try to help the young girl she babysat several times years ago. Instead, she forced herself to watch, in the hopes of seeing or figuring out just what was molesting and assaulting them, how the ethereal presence performed cunnilingus upon the still-sleeping pale-skinned woman.

It didn’t take particularly long for Sweetie Belle to reach her own orgasm, crying out her pleasure louder but sweeter than Fluttershy had. Although Fluttershy could not see it, the presence consumed the orgasmic juices of the younger woman. And like before, another wave of otherworldly cold blew across the room.

Fluttershy felt the cold in full force for the first time while conscious and found it… surprisingly pleasant. It felt cold, but it was not an unpleasant cold. If anything, it made her feel at ease, proven by her waning anxiety.

“Glub’tshai?” Sweetie Belle mumbled out the name of the older woman. “Jooa ifv go’n en?” She asked with all the clarity she could muster, barely able to move her head to the side and seek out Fluttershy.

“Hei ‘alm,” Fluttershy replied before she felt the hands of the ethereal being take a hold of her thighs and spread them further. She wanted to scream, but was unable to. She saw the terror reflected in Sweetie Belle’s eyes as she saw for the first time the incorporeal traces of whatever was doing this to them. She heard Sweetie try to scream, but all she managed to let out was a pathetic wheeze that could not scare even a single tiny mouse.

Then… she felt it. Fluttershy felt the shape of a penis or at least something similar to it press against the entrance of her pussy. Oh God… I’m going to be raped… my first time is going to get stolen by a rapiiiissssggaaahhhH! Fluttershy thought grimly, but was taken aback by the overwhelming sensation of being penetrated to her deepest part; her vaginal walls stretched out like they had never before. All without hurting in the slightest. Instead, it felt incredibly good. Cold, filling, but very, very pleasurable.

“Gaaaahhhh!” Fluttershy cried out at the new overpowering sensation hitting her in full. The ethereal being soon began to pound her, not with wanton lust but at an even pace that coaxed a moan out of her with each thrust. She also felt a hand begin to play with her breasts; jumping from one to the other as the being went at its own pace.

She didn’t know how long the ethereal being was at it, all she knew was that she had experienced three great orgasms already with a fourth approaching fast. With what little lucidity she had, Fluttershy was able to notice that after each of her orgasms the being came to a crashing halt and she could feel herself being dried up. As if the presence was absorbing it somehow.

Is that… is that what it really wants? She asked herself a moment before her fourth conscious orgasm of the night hit her. With it, a new wave of cold washed over her. Each new wave feeling better than the last, aiding in pushing any doubts aside and easing her mind.

Finally, exhausted beyond belief to the point that the hours spent during the convention itself were child’s play by comparison, Fluttershy felt the presence pull out of her ravaged pussy. Strangely enough, Fluttershy felt no discomfort aside from a lingering feeling of emptiness.

While she was exhausted, the shy woman was witness to the ethereal creature take hold of Sweetie Belle’s thighs, much like it had done with her, preparing to indulge itself in the younger woman whoever it desired. Before closing her eyes and letting darkness claim her, Fluttershy was sure she saw fear and curiosity reflected in Sweetie’s eyes.

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“Fluttershy? Sweetie Belle?” A familiar voice called the two women after they left their room, luggage in hand.

Both girls were startled but recovered quickly. Turning around the pair saw a familiar face.

“Vice Principal Luna?” Sweetie Belle asked as the older woman walked up to them carrying an ample backpack.

“Just Luna, I’m not your Vice Principal anymore, after all,” she smiled at the duo before looking at the door they had just closed. “Wow, you rented this room?” She sounded impressed.

“Y-Yeah. It was… cheap,” Sweetie Belle explained while sending a quick glare at the door.

“I know. It’s always cheap, but I think you’re the first guests in two years to actually rent it. I’m especially surprised by you, Fluttershy,” Luna hummed. “Then again, you being here… I guess nobody told you anything about that room, right?”

Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle looked at each other while a crawling sensation traveled up their spines.

“No?” Both said in unison.

“The room is haunted, or so the rumor goes,” Luna rubbed her chin trying to remember the story. “Someone died in there. Some versions say he was murdered, others that he committed suicide, others that it was an accident. Whatever the real version is, the truth of the matter is that no one enters that room because the ghost of that person is still there, waiting, and scaring away anyone who enters.”

Luna clapped her hands.

“Personally, I don’t really believe the whole ghost thing, but better safe than sorry given all the crazy stuff we’ve seen happen…” Luna shuddered. “Anyway, I have to go. It was good seeing you again, girls!”

With that, Luna turned around and left the stunned pair of women alone in the hallway.

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During the entire trip back home, Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle avoided talking about the subject as much as they could. Or talking in general for that matter. No one said it, but both of them couldn’t help but feel uneasy. They were glad to leave that horrid room behind. Nevertheless, after hearing what Luna had told them, on top of their experiences, it was hard not to drift back to what had happened.

Once they left the train station, the two of them made their way to Rarity’s home first. When they arrived they found Rarity tending to her front garden.

“Sweetie Belle! Fluttershy! Over here, darlings!” Rarity called wearing her most fashionable gardening attire.

“Rarity!” Sweetie Belle called as she rushed to hug her sister. “I’ve missed you so much!”

“Goodness’ sake, Sweetie, it’s been only three days!” Rarity said returning the hug in full. “I’m ever so sorry for skipping the convention like that, dear. I promise I will make it up to you somehow.”

“I’m glad you didn’t come,” Sweetie Belle mumbled out.

“What was that, dear?” Rarity asked.

“That I’m glad to be home!” Sweetie exclaimed breathing happily. Just then, Fluttershy arrived at their side, smiling at the affectionate display. “The Con was amazing, Rarity! There were so many new games announced and--”

Sweetie Belle froze when she felt her bra suddenly unclasp freeing her bosom. And with them, the familiar sensation of two incorporeal hands touching and groping her breasts.

Instantly, Sweetie Belle moved back, nearly shoving Rarity away from her.

“Ha! Would you look at the time! I have a lot of stuff to put in myroomsoifyou’llexcusemebye!” Sweetie stammered as she grabbed her luggage and bolted into the house and straight into the safety of her room.

“Whatever is the matter with Sweetie? I almost fell down on the, ughhh, dirt,” Rarity said looking disgusted for a moment.

“I-I bet she’s still tired from the trip, Rarity. The convention was pretty fun but tiresome,” Fluttershy explained whilst she felt that pair of intangible hands grope and cup her breasts through her sundress.

Rarity let out a defeated whine. “I guess you are right, darling,” Rarity noticed the slightly bouncing tits right in front of her. “My goodness, Fluttershy, again? I swear your girls keep getting bigger!” Rarity giggled. “Well, do come in dear. I’ll take your measurements in a second. And don’t worry about paying me anything, take it as a thank you for looking after my precious little sister.”

Fluttershy giggled nervously as she felt those invisible hands gently play with her breasts.

S-Should I tell her? But… but how would I tell Rarity that a g-ghost raped Sweetie Belle? But if I don’t tell her… what is he going to do? Fluttershy questioned herself on what to do while the ethereal presence, this so-called ghost, had its way with her once again.

“Fluttershyyyy, darliiiing, I’m waiiitiiiing~” Rarity sing-sang from inside her house.

“...Coming, Rarity!” Fluttershy replied, closing the door as she entered.

End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!

Special thanks to Anonymous for proofreading!