The scent of soap filled Sweetie Belle’s nostrils as she and her friends bathed in the bathroom of Rarity’s boutique. The bubble and foam form the soap and bubble bottle they used surrounded them like water plants in a swamp as they swam and played in the water. All of their little bodies were soaked in water and cleaning liquid, their manes clinging to them like the wrappings on a gift. Even though there were four of them, the bathtub in Rarity’s bathroom was more than big enough to allow the teens to move around. Despite their wet postures, all of them were laughing and smiling as they reminisced over the night of fun they had. One that, while having a few tense moments, was more than enough to leave them all satisfied.

“Oh wow! This water feels so warm on mah fur!” Apple Bloom sighed, halfway sunk into the bathtub. “Ah don’t think Ah’ve ever felt this good in a bathtub except fer th’ one back on the farm!”

“I know. It’s like I’m washing myself in that massive pond all the way up in Neighagra Falls!” Sheton added, his ears twitching as he inhaled the fresh scent of the bubbles all over the tub. “And the bubbles inside of her smell so fresh! Just like the fruits that my Mom likes to pluck and drink from!”

“It is, isn’t it?” Sweetie Belle asked, smiling sweetly at her friends as her wet curly mane clung to her neck and the sides of her face. “Rarity has a lot of bath water soap and other conditioners that really leave you feeling rejuvenated and, redefined, as she sometimes says.” She looked over at Scootaloo, who was sitting in front of her as the unicorn’s hooves worked to scrub into her mane. “And feels really good whenever it’s inside of your mane too.”

Scootaloo nodded, her eyes closed as the water and soap slid down her face. “It certainly does Sweetie Belle. I can smell all of the bath soap all around us. even inside of my hair. It smells a lot like the flowers that my big sister grows inside of her garden.”

“It does smell like that doesn’t it?” Sweetie asked as she continued to scrub at the filly’s purple mane. “It really does help me relax whenever I’m bathing or showering. It like it knows what I’m full of stress and wants to help me wash it away. Literally and metaphorically.” She giggled as she pushed some strands of her mane away from her face. “I’ve seen a long time ago why Rarity likes using it so much.”

“It looks like we’re seeing it too.” Sheton said, blowing at some of the clumped-up soap that was around him. He watched as it floated about the air, some of it landing on his nose. He let out a little snort as it flew away, making Scootaloo giggle at his cuteness. “It’s not as unpleasant when it lands in your nose or even in your eyes though. I can’t count the number of time when I sneezed it up or got it in my eyes. Those were notpleasant experiences for me.”

“Got it in on th’ muzzle there.” Apple Bloom commented, leaning against the edge of the tub as the water warmed her cool body. “It don’t feel good at all t’ feel yer eyes burnin’ like fritters in an oven. All thanks t’ somethin’ as harmless…” Her face clenched in revulsion. “…an’ nasty as soap.”

“I hear you Apple Bloom. And that’s why I’m comfortable with using soap like this rather than as a huge bar of it.” Sweetie nodded, sticking her tongue out as if somepony had stuck a bar of soap right into it. “I have not had pleasant experiences with bars of soap. I’m not gonna go into it, but…let’s just say that I’ve learned to watch certain words that I say around Rarity.”

Apple Bloom, Sheton and Scootaloo cringed, having an inkling at what Sweetie was going on about. Before they could remark on it, they heard the door to the filly’s bathroom door open and a familiar elegant voice ask, “Watch what certain words, darling?”

The group of four turned to see Rarity standing just inside of the bathroom, dressed in a pure white bathrobe. Her mane was wrapped up in a towel, hanging from atop of her in a way that made it look like a beautiful beehive. The same could not be said for her tail skirt, which dragged behind her so much that it touched the floor. Even her makeup was nonexistent, allowing the whiteness in her eye lids to be seen as the mare curiously blinked.

“Oh, it’s nothing Rarity! I didn’t say anything!” Sweetie said almost too quickly. “M-me and the others were just saying about how good it feels to use soap in a bottle!”

Rarity tilted her head. “Oh, really now?”

“Um, y-yeah, that’s right!” Sheton replied, coming to Sweetie’s aid. “W-we really like using soap like its shampoo instead of as a bar of it. It’s not exactly fun to keep picking it up every few ponies whenever your trying to wash yourself.”

“Oh you have no idea dear~!” Rarity groaned, raising a foreleg to her head in her usual dramatic fashion. “It was the same for me when I was each of your ages. Before I could use magic, I had to stick with using soap the old fashion way. Even when I was using the bottles, I had to be careful that I didn’t lose my grip. Including when I dropped it inside the tub or shower. There were more than a few close calls that I had when I nearly slipped and hit my head.” She ran her raised hoof along the length of her sword-horn. “And my horn.”

“Oh my…” Scootaloo said softly, putting a hoof to her mouth in genuine concern. “D-did you hit you hit your horn on your tub edges? O-or the shower walls?”

“Unfortunately, yes, I have. but thankfully not the point where it may have cracked or even broken.” Rarity replied, grimacing a bit afterward. “Of course, that didn’t mean I didn’t feel that splitting pain that every unicorn wishes not to get when their horn gets hurt. It always feels like somepony is splitting our heads open or even trying to break. our bones from the inside. My parents experienced this same thing, I unfortunately have as well.” She shot a knowing glance in Sweetie’s direction. “And my darling little Sweetums has as well.”

The aforementioned filly cringed, resisting to urge to rub at her own horn. She had lost count of the mount of times she had tripped and fallen and landed on it. Be it in her room, her sister or her parent’s home, or anywhere else, there was at least one occasion she gave herself a good headache getting her horn hurt. None of them were ever too serious, but Sweetie was left with a terrible migraine that took at least an hour to go away. Not that she didn’t injure herself anywhere else, but her horn was the one thing she wish did not get any hits or blows. Especially since it was the most sensitive part of her body, like with all unicorns.

“Uh, yeah. None of those were fun.” Sweetie nodded timidly, sinking further into the bathwater as if she was a kelpie secluding herself. “Thanks for the reminder sis.”

“All horn aching aside, how are you all doing within the bath?” Rarity asked sweetly as she walked inside. “Are you all feeling cleaner than you were before?”

“Yes ma’am!” Sheton replied immediately, his formal politeness coming up before he could stop himself. At Rarity’s frown and quirked eyebrow, he shrunk back into the water and corrected himself. “Uh, I mean, y-yes Rarity. this water and soap is really helping us a lot. Especially after the little water competition we had with the other foals…and Queen Luna.”

“Well, it should be dear.” Rarity chuckled, resting her elbows on Sweetie’s tub. “After seeing the state that you three came back in, I just had to use this soap in particular to really help you get clean again. I don’t know what could’ve caused you to go so over the top in that water balloon war of yours to have looked like that, but it must have been quite… exhilarating.”

“You… could say that.” Scootaloo said shyly, stealing a glance at Sheton, who looked right back at her with equal timidity. Exhilarating might not have been the best word to use in the little contest the teens had with the other foals and Luna. Scootaloo had lost count of how many times she had pelted colts and fillies with balloons full of H20, with more than a few hitting her coltfriend in the process. She wasn’t going to tell Rarity that she ended up seeing Sheton’s little package in the midst of the game. Not that she had told him that, since she didn’t want to ruin the game for him or anypony else. Although she did remember the look that Luna had when she had seen it. Something she took great delight in embarrassing the colt with when everything had cooled down, both literally and figuratively. “We did have a lot of fun tonight. We got lots of candy and met so many wonderful ponies, including Queen Luna. I think we can all say this was some of the best Nightmare Nights we had in a while.”

“Yes, I can see. Your drooping eyes and slumping postures are indicating that much.” Rarity said coolly, watching as the foals’ eyelids and bodies began to close and relax. “Speaking of which, it looks like you’re all about to fall asleep. It would seem your night out made you more exhausted than you thought.”

As if on cue, Sweetie suddenly let out a yawn, almost as if Rarity’s words reminded her of how tired she felt. “Uh…yeah, we are. I guess we had a little too much fun tonight.”

“Ah’ll say... every part o’ mah body feels more sorer than a bull diggin’ in th’ ground fer water.” Apple Bloom added as she slumped against the tub. “At the same time… Ah feel so… full.”

“If that’s the case, then I know that you’ll all be getting a full sleep tonight.” Rarity said softly as she ignited her horn. “Come along now darlings. Let me get you all nice and dried up so you can be ready for bed. You all had a wild night tonight, and you simply must rest. If you want, you can sleep in during the morning. You poor things look like you really need it~.”

“Okay… thank you Rarity.” Sheton replied, his voice barely audible as he was lifted out of the tub along with his friends. As he was enveloped in the unicorn’s magic, he felt it send a tingle through his body. A tingle that, unbeknownst to him, would be needed for the incoming help that he’d giving one of his friends.

The sound of soft breathing could be heard inside the confinements of Sweetie Belle’s room as she and her three friends lay in it. Each one of them were dressed in a fine set of pajamas that looked to be extra snuggly for them. Apple Bloom was on the left, laying on her stomach, her forelegs underneath the pillow her head was laying in, which was to the right side. Sheton and Scootaloo were on the far-right side of the bed, cuddled with her underneath the blankets. Both of them were in the same set of pajamas they had on the night of their first time sleeping together. Sweetie Belle lay on her back, her face up towards the ceiling with her forelegs just over the covers that she pulled over her. The filly’s own pajamas consisted of deep purple and pink outfit with musical notes all over it, with no hood. All of them looked to be very peaceful in their sleep, swept into the land of blissful dreaming.

Well, almost all of them.

Sweetie Belle stared silently up at the ceiling of her bedroom, her green eyes glowing light fireflies in darkened woodlands. Her white muzzle was scrunched up into a frown as her brows formed into thin line atop her eyes. Large, but barely audible breaths exited out of her flared nostrils as she tried in vain to make herself comfortable under the sheets. Try as she might, Sweetie just couldn’t go off to sleep. It was as if somepony was calling her name somewhere deep into her mind, refusing to let her be swept away by oblivion. Except that wasn’t the reason at all. Nor was it because the bed was uncomfortable, let alone her pajamas. The real reason lay within her. In the most sacred area of her body that only she was allowed to touch and see.

“Dammit! Why did this have to happen now?!” Sweetie whispered to herself as she buried the back of her head into her pillow. Her midsection squirmed underneath her along with her hindlegs, like she needed to go to the bathroom. “Of all the times that I had to get this worked up, why did it have to be now?”

Lifting up the covers, Sweetie glared at the lower region of her body. Right where her hindlegs were supposed to be. Thanks to the magic she currently had flowing through her eyes, she was able to see that a patch of her pajamas was a bit damp. Right in between her inner thighs, which were currently giving off a very uncomfortable sensation. Sweetie knew exactly what this meant, and it what it would eventually lead to. The same thing that it led to every single time that she felt like this.

If it was any other time, Sweetie probably wouldn’t have minded doing this. Taking a few minutes or more to get rid of the stress building up inside of her. But, since she had her friends her with her, she was more than a little hesitant.

“My crotch…it feels so itchy right now. I can feel it even through my pajamas.” Sweetie whined pitifully to herself, letting the covers fall. “I figured that I was going to be feeling this after I got back, but I didn’t think it’d be this bad! Oh, what the hell am I going to do?”

Glancing to her right, she stared at Apple Bloom, who was snoring softly as she hugged her pillow as if it was a stuffed toy. Her mouth was ever so slightly agape, and a tiny bit of drool was running out of her lips. The posture alone told Sweetie that she was heavily asleep, and probably wouldn’t wake up easily. Then again, all members of the Apple Family were heavy sleepers, so Sweetie wasn’t too surprised by this.

Breaking her gaze away from her farmer friend, Sweetie’s eyes rested squarely on Scootaloo and Sheton, still curled up in their cuddling position. Even with the raging fire boiling within her loins, she could stop the smile from swimming onto her lips. While she would never admit it out loud, Sweetie was rather envious of the two’s relationship. How they seemed to be so happy together and so content in one another’s presence. She had seen plenty of couples in her years in Ponyville, many of them wonderful in their own right. But there was just something about Scootaloo and Sheton being coltfriend and fillyfriend that made Sweetie wish she had a special somepony too. Somepony who was as sweet and kind as the both of them were.

‘Look at them. They just look so cute snuggled up together like that.’ Sweetie thought in a mixture of fondness and jealousy. ‘Scratch that. They look cute together period! Always laughing and smiling and hugging and kissing…and having so much fun together. Scootaloo is a lucky filly she is! Sheton is such a sweet colt; not just to her but every single one of us, and he treats us nothing but kindness and respect...! I kind of wish that he was my coltfriend.’

Her ears snapped back as she caught onto what she thought. ‘What?! What am I thinking?! Why would I even think of something like that?! Ugh, my mind is going all over the place right now! I really wish that I could just sleep already!’ She bit her lip to keep the groan she let out from being fully vocalized. ‘Stupid first heat…! Why did you have to come now of all times?!’

Sighing again, Sweetie lifted up the covers for a second time to stare at the wet patch within her pajamas. This time, it seemed a bit bigger before, as well as more noticeable to her. It had also spread, covering a good portion of her thighs, allowing more of her body to feel the wetness growing inside of her. Whimpering, she clenched her hindlegs together even tighter, her mind fighting on what to do to get passed this.

‘There’s no easy way I can find myself getting out of this. I need to take care of this or else I’m going to go insane!’ Sweetie thought grimly, looking in between her sleeping friends. ‘I just hope that I don’t wake them up. Or if they do, they won’t be mad at me for doing this.’

With this thought in mind, Sweetie encased the zipper of her pajamas and slowly zipped them down towards her lower region. She made extra sure to keep it as quiet as possible, for she knew that Sheton would be the most likely one to hear it. He was a heavy sleeper, proven the many times she and him had sleepovers with the other crusaders. But he still had very sensitive ears, and if Sweetie was just loud enough, he would snap awake as if he heard somepony clap their hooves together, loudly. Sweetie knew there was a likely chance he’d be woken up from it, even more since he was so close to her. But, if by some chance he didn’t say or do anything, and let her continue her business, Sweetie would be extremely grateful.

Gulping inaudibly, Sweetie managed to get the zipper all the way down to her hindlegs, and she worked to quietly get her pajamas off. It was much easier, since she didn’t have to worry about the fabric of her pajamas making noise. She was thankful her sister made her pajamas like this, otherwise she would have been making some unwanted noise.

Once she was fully stripped, Sweetie set her pajamas at the foot of the bed, letting the fall with a soft thump. Breathin deeply, she reached down under the covers with her hooves, not bothering to lift up the covers this time. Her cheeks blossomed into a deep pink when she felt her hooves touch her lower vaginal lips. A jot of pleasure flowed through her body as her hooves touch the sensitive skin, the flat edges of it running along the clit. Sweetie’s legs shook like they were knee deep in snow, only it was because of the carnal pleasure rather than the snow. Once she calmed down, she began to go into the motion of rubbing her hooves along her ever-growing wet pussy.

Sweetie shut her eyes as quiet breaths left her, the whiteness of her cheeks slowly growing darker with each spark of pleasure that went about her. Her heart, which was beating gently within her chest, slowly increase the more she continued to masturbate. The coolness that that wrapped itself around her body slowly dissolved like crumbled paper in a fire as her increasing blood pressure increased the heat in her body. Soon enough, sweat began to appear on her forehead, slowly dripping down as she went faster on herself.

‘Oh fuck! Oh Faust this feels so good! This is the best thing that I’ve ever felt in my life!’ Sweetie thought to herself as her hooves rubbed and stuck into her vagina. ‘It feels like somepony is massaging my entire body from the inside! No wonder Rarity likes doing this so much whenever she does! Damn it! why did I have to keep watching her?!’

Pushing thoughts of her sister out of her mind, she found herself looking at Sheton and Scootaloo, who were still sound asleep. Their position had been changed, with latter laying atop of the former, with her head laying in the colt’s chest. Both of their sleeping faces were turned towards Sweetie Belle, almost as it they were watching her play with herself right now. Glancing to her right, she looked at Apple Bloom, who was in the same position as she was before.

‘They’re all still asleep. Even with all of the noise I’m making right now, they’re still asleep.’ The filly thought, a little surprised by what she was seeing. ‘I’m literally squeaking like a mouse and writhing under these covers, and they haven’t even made an ear twitch!’

Sweetie’s legs suddenly jolted after her hooves hit particularly sensitive part of her lower lips, causing her eyes to shoot open. A gasp left her as a squeak built up in the back of her throat. Her teeth clenched in between her tongue just in the nigh of time as her eyes clamped closed, as if somepony had punched her in the gut. She felt her horn buzz and spark with magic as her hindlegs closed around her forehooves, which were still rubbing and hoofing at her vagina with increasing vigor.

In her ever-increasing horniness and lustful state, she failed to notice the shifting the rest of her friends gave off. If Sweetie noticed, she didn’t really show it or comment on it. She was too swept in in her desperate need for release to really be on alert at the moment. All she was thinking about was getting the release that she was sure would help her get a good night’s sleep. Sweetie wanted, needed to get it out here and now. Or else there was no chance of her getting a wink of sleep tonight, even though Rarity offered to let them sleep in.

‘Oh…! Here it comes! I can feel it coming! Oh Lauren Faust, it’s coming!’ Sweetie thought wildly, feeling an all too familiar buildup swelling in her loins like fizz in a shaken soda. ‘Come on, a little more! Just a little more, just…a little…YES!’

As if she was pulling the string on a party cannon, Sweetie yanked her forehooves away, her body doing the rest of the work as her orgasm hit. Her hooves came to clamp onto her mouth as a muffled cry left out of it. Her body convulsed underneath her bed sheets; the covers keeping her somewhat subdued as she fought desperately not to scream out. Tears leaked out of the corner of Sweetie’s eyes, biting her lip so hard that blood was nearly drawn as her juices burst out of her snatch.

Sweetie’s muffled cries turned into drawn out moans as she let the pleasure take her into an overwhelming state of bliss. It went on for what seemed like minutes, but only lasted a good thirty seconds; the best thirty seconds of Sweetie’s life. Finally, her body calmed down, and with one last burst of wetness, she let her body fall back onto the giant bed. Taking her forehooves away from her muzzle, she allowed her pants to be let out as she let herself recover from her orgasm. The same orgasm that left her in this state countless nights before since her first heat and relieved of stress. Sweat dripped from her body and face, matting her mane in a way that would’ve made Rarity go into a shrieking frenzy if she saw it. Alas, Sweetie was feeling too good to really care, as evidenced by her blissful smile.

“Oh… wow… now that was incredible.” Sweetie whispered to herself, her eyes closed limbs sprawled out in all directions. “That was probably the best one tonight. Even better since my first heat…” She sighed heavily as the beating in her heart went back to its normal rate, decreasing the beating within her ears. The filly lifted her forehoof to brush away her sweaty mane that was clung to her face. “I just wish I didn’t have to do it with my friends here. No doubt they would’ve been grossed out by what I just did.”

“Who said that we’d be grossed out?”

A cold chill washed over Sweetie’s body as her eyes shot open so wide they looked wider than grand school bells. Her whole body stiffened in its position, fear and shock filling her senses as she stared right up ahead of her at the ceiling. Except, she was not looking at the ceiling, but the three sets of eyes looking back at her. Said eyes belonging to the three foals that were currently hovering over her, all of them sporting sly grins on their faces. Sweetie did not say a word, too overcome by her terror and disbelief to say anything. Not that she really needed to, for one of them spoke up for her.

“You having a little trouble sleeping there, Sweetie~?” Scootaloo cooed, her voice dripping with a mixture of tenderness and slyness. “Or should I say, my darling little Sweetums?”

Author's Note

Hey everyone, sorry about suddenly deleting this chapter...I had went back over it and felt like I needed to do something different with it. Don't really know why I did that anymore, but I guess a part of me didn't really like how this chapter had turned out. After thinking it over however, I decided to put it back in, mainly because I was able to come up with some other ideas on how to have Sweetie Belle's first time play out. I decided that I was not going to have it play out in her bedroom, like I did with Scootaloo and Sheton on their first time and their threesome with Apple Bloom. The first couple of times I did it, it went really good, but I know everyone is not going to want to see the same thing happen in this little foalcon series, Sheton claiming every filly he meets in their beds or someone else's bed. That stuff will get old after a while, I know...so I'm gonna change things up in the next few chapters before we reach the epilogue. Now, don't think that this will be the last of the foalcon stories I'll be writing with Sheton, because we are far from done here! I am going to continue the series, but I have so much damn stuff going on, even more so wit the damn virus coming that I can hardly focus on my writing at all. So, after this story is complete I'm gonna take a little break to get myself before I get back here to this little series of mine, which will have a bunch more of these cutie little stories coming along. I can't say when, and I'm not certain when I'll have time to start them, but I will say they'll be worth the wait! So for now, enjoy these three little stories I have up for your enjoyment along with the others that will soon follow! Or, at least those that tend to dig cute ponies doing lewd things...including me.

Well, that's all for now! Tune in next time for when Sweetie Belle experiences her first sexual and very, very, wet, experience!!!