Harmony U

Rainbow Dash was horny.

It was the school’s ‘Sports Day’, which was a day early on in the year where all the athletic clubs invited freshmen to attend a kind of informational practice session. The newer students could see what a normal practice was like, even participate if they wanted to, and ask the established members any questions they had, and then join the club if they so chose.

Rainbow Dash had decided to go to virtually every intramural sports club session that day - not necessarily to join the clubs, but to see what kind of competitors Harmony U had to offer - and in doing so, she got the opportunity to see a lot of girls in athletic uniforms, which was a pretty big turn-on for her. Her competitive drive could usually overpower this particular fetish of hers, but a marathon session of girls bouncing around in different flavors of short skirt, skin-tight spandex, and even swimsuits was more than a little distracting after a while.

It had started painfully early in the morning when the swim team was holding their session. Rainbow had shown up in her bikini - a sporty red racing-style two piece - along with some other freshmen, and quickly realized the mistake she had made when she had committed to going to every team’s practice.

Upon entering the pool building, she was greeted by Trixie Lulamoon in an extremely tight white school-issue one piece, bending over in front of her, digging through a duffle bag.

“Uh, Trixie? You’re on the swim team?” Rainbow Dash asked incredulously, barely believing her lucky eyes as she stared at the blue scantily-clad ass wiggling in front her.

Trixie was definitely high on Rainbow’s list of would-fuck girls. She was hot, leggy, and loved to wear sexy magician girl costumes. Rainbow had gone to several of Trixie’s shows in highschool just to oggle her and to try to peek up her skirt. She had succeeded a few times.

“Who dares address the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie so casually! - Oh, it’s just you,” Trixie stood up with a swim cap now in-hand. “Hello, Rainbow Dash,” she said, obviously disappointed that it wasn’t some other freshman for her to impress. “Yes, I am indeed the greatest and most powerful swimmer at this establishment! Well, at least on the JV team,” she pointed over her shoulder with her thumb at a couple of other girls.

Wallflower Blush was standing awkwardly near a corner of the pool, barely noticeable in a school issie swimsuit, while Adagio Dazzle was laid out on a pool chair (strangely the only one in the building) wearing her own glittery yellow string bikini.

Trixie continued: “I don’t even know if Adagio can swim. She just flirts with the manager… and the club members… and any spectators. Are you here to join?”

“Uhhh, not really. I just want to cream everyone and prove I’m the best!”

“Well,” started Trixie haughtily, “the only thing you’ll be creaming today is your pants! For no one alive can best the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie!”

Without warning, Trixie dove into the first lane.

“H- hey! Wait for me!” Rainbow Dash quickly flung her shoes and bag off and dove into the second lane.

It didn’t take long for Rainbow to overtake Trixie and win by a wide margin.

After getting wet at Swim club, Rainbow headed to the gym for basketball. She had already known that Sunset Shimmer played, but she was surprised to see Lemon Zest in a uniform as well.

They played a short scrimmage wherein Rainbow joined Sunset’s team and won in the second half.

After that was Starlight Glimmer and Sour Sweet for Volleyball. Rainbow Dash wasn’t a huge Volleyball fanatic, but seeing those two in form-fitting spandex short shorts made her want to catch a few home games when she got the chance. Better still, every time the girls got a point, or even sometimes when they lost a point but played well, they would give each other little encouraging slaps on the ass. Rainbow only tried it once herself, but she would never forget the surprising jiggle of Starlight’s toned ass.

Later cameIndigo Zap on the tennis courts. She was wearing the school’s white tennis tank top and skirt. And while the tennis skirts were technically more like skorts in that the fabric below the skirt part was built-in and not the more revealing panties one might expect from such an outfit at first glance, it was still a little arousing to see Indigo’s skirt bouncing up her legs, showing off her thighs in the sporty little outfit.

Fluttershy, Sunny Flare and Aria Blaze all played golf. It was a slightly more tame session than the other clubs had, but all the girls still managed to look pretty cute in the golf polo and skirt.

Juniper Montage reignited Rainbow’s libido with her track and field brief shorts. Seeing her stretch and bend over in what was basically a bikini bottom built for running, and with a super tight shirt on that showed off some midriff, made Rainbow realize just how moist she had become.

By that point, Rainbow Dash had attended a session with every sports club the school had to offer, except for cheer, which Rarity and Pinky attended, but which Rainbow refused to.

That left just one club, and it was the one Rainbow Dash was the least sure about.

When Rainbow stepped into the enormous gymnasium, the lights were dim, with only a few small accent lights illuminating a large performance mat in the middle of the building.

A lone figure stood silhouetted in the middle of the mat. Rainbow Dash could tell before she got close that whoever it was had an extremely sexy body. The tight, curvy body, moderate bust and graceful posture made Rainbow almost a little nervous to approach.

“You’re Rainbow Dash,” the figure said in more of a statement than a question. “I find it highly unlikely that you will join this club after today’s session, but I have to let you stay anyway if you want”

“Oh, Sugarcoat. I… didn’t know you did gymnastics… I uh, well, thought I would see what Harmony U had to offer… you know, competitively. Uh, where’s the rest of the team?”

As Rainbow Dash stepped into the lit portion of the mat, she could see that Sugarcoat was standing alone. She was wearing a tight leotard in the school’s colors. The top part was white, down to just below the breast, where it slowly faded into a line of gold, and then became purple below the waist. She also had her hair tied into a single long ponytail, and was not wearing her usual glasses. Rainbow looked around, but no other freshman seemed to have come, and there were no other members of the gymnastics team to be seen. They were completely alone.

“My contemporaries on the gymnastics team begrudge my talent. They believe picking on me will force me to quit the team, so they’ve made me handle all of the club’s duties alone,” Sugarcoat said in a matter-of-fact kind of way, and with little to no emotion in her voice despite the gravity of the statement.

“I uh.. Sorry to hear that, I guess…”

“Put this on and begin stretches. The chances of sports-based injuries occurring are significantly reduced with proper warmup.” Sugarcoat held out a leotard to Rainbow Dash. It looked so small when it wasn’t being worn. This one was pink, violet, and lime green.

Rainbow Dash grimaced. “Do I have to? Can’t I just wear normal clothes?”

“No. Club rules state that gym wear appropriate to the activity must be worn at all times. Now please stretch or leave immediately.” Sugarcoat turned around for Rainbow to change in the middle of the floor.

Rainbow blushed. She didn’t like being talked down to or threatened. But she did want to see what Sugarcoat was like athletically, and she was incredibly turned on by Sugercoat’s lithe body in the little leotard. She stripped and tugged the leo on.

“O-okay... I’m ready... “ Rainbow Dash said, covering herself a little bit. She wasn’t used to wearing something like a leotard. Sure, she could do a two piece bikini no problem, but there was something different about a leotard. It was tight and designed to accentuate her body. The way it clinged to her pussy mound, her ass, her tits, made it feel like she was wearing nothing at all, exposing her most intimate side, or worse, drawing attention to it.

Sugarcoat turned around. She looked Rainbow Dash up and down coldly, then let out a quick snicker.

“H-hey! What are you laughin’ at? Is something wrong with the way I look?” Rainbow challenged.

Sugarcoat smiled a little. “I simply wasn’t expecting you to look so… cute. It surprised me, but aesthetically speaking, you have many qualities that may be defined in such a way, and the leo you’re wearing happens to underscore those features whereas your normal attire does not. That is all.”

“W-well whatever. Can we just get to gymnastic-ing, or whatever you call it?”

Sugarcoat nodded, suddenly serious again. “We’ll begin with stretches. Follow along with what I do. I’ll help you if you aren’t familiar with our stretches.”

Sugarcoat began stretching with Rainbow Dash following closely along. They were pretty normal stretches at first: bent over toe touches, torso rotations, arm pulls, and the like. At one point Sugarcoat got up and walked over behind Rainbow Dash.

“Here, we’ll do some flexibility exercises now. Drop down on one knee like this.” Sugarcoat put one hand on Rainbow Dash’s waist and with the other she pushed down on one of Rainbow’s knees, indicating for her to drop that knee to the mat.

Rainbow obeyed, and sank onto one knee.

Sugarcoat knelt down behind her, keeping her hand on Rainbow’s hip to guide her.

“Good. Now stretch your other leg out straight in front of you and hold for fifteen seconds.” She leaned over Rainbow Dash, pressing her breasts against Rainbow’s back, to slide her right hand to Rainbow’s right calf.

Rainbow did as she was told, but the feeling of Sugarcoat’s body against her own, the way it felt for Sugarcoat’s hands to be on her waist, then slide down her bare leg to help her stretch… Rainbow felt a little uneasy.

“Very good. You should feel it here,” Sugarcoat gave Rainbow’s calf a little squeeze, “and here,” she slid her hand back up Rainbow’s leg, under her knee, then higher, and squeezed the back of Rainbow Dash’s thigh, stabilizing her with her other hand on Rainbow’s hip.

Rainbow’s breath caught for a moment. It had been a long time since a girl had touched her like that. Sugarcoat’s hands were soft and powdery, probably from powdered grip chalk, but they were also delicate in a way Rainbow had not expected. Sugarcoat was known for being blunt, tactless, but her hands were subtle and graceful as they flittered up and down Rainbow’s body as she repeated the stretch on the other side.

“Great. You’re more flexible than you look, but I suppose that isn’t saying very much. Now sit down and spread your legs.”

“Uhh, you want me to…?”

“It’s a stretch.”

“Oh… Right. I knew that.” Rainbow Dash sat down and made a ‘V’ with her legs. It felt very strange. There wasn’t much between her soaking wet business and the open air, and spreading her legs felt like a risky challenge of the leotard’s ability to cover her.

Sugarcoat raised an eyebrow. “That’s it? Here, let me help, you should be able to open your legs at least this far.”

Rainbow Dash felt one of Sugarcoat’s hands slide to her left knee, while the other went back to her right thigh. Rainbow slowly opened her legs wider and wider as Sugarcoat gently put pressure on her thigh to guide her stretching. Her hand was so high up though, it was basically at her crotch. She felt Sugarcoat’s knuckles bump the fabric on top of her mound more than once. Rainbow’s inner thighs were tingling at the other girl’s touch.

Next, Sugarcoat had Rainbow bend her torso over each leg so that her head was beside her knees.

“Keep your back more in line with the stretch,” Sugarcoat said. And as she said it, she put one hand on the small of Rainbow’s back, and pressed the other firmly to her chest. Rainbow felt one boob gripped in Sugarcoat’s hand for just a moment as she adjusted her posture.

Is this what gymnastics is like? Rainbow thought to herself. Does she do this everyday? She just grabbed my tit! I would go crazy after five minutes! I’m about to lose my mind right now! Rainbow could feel her wetness under the leotard, and hoped that it wasn;t so bad she couldn’t give the leotard back after they were done.

After she finished the stretch, Sugarcoat had her stand up.

“One more before we call it for the day. Bend over and put your palms on the mat.”

Rainbow obliged and bent over, keeping her knees locked, and placed her palms on the mat a couple feet in front of her.

“Good,” said Sugarcoat, “now raise your heels off the ground.”

Rainbow Dash blushed but pressed onto her tippy-toes while keeping her hands down. Sugarcoat could see her, face down, ass in the air, basically presenting for her. It felt humiliating and oddly arousing.

Sugarcoat smiled. “Excellent. You should feel it all through your leg, but mostly here.” Sugarcoat put one hand on Rainbow Dash’s ass and gave a gentle squeeze. But she didn’t let go. Her hand lingered for several seconds gently caressing Rainbow’s ass while she finished the stretch.

Rainbow felt chills shoot through her spine, and her heartbeat was racing. She finished the stretch and got quickly to her feet.

“Uhh, I think I have to, uh go… like right now. I’ll-bring-the-leotard-back-later-bye!” She turned to run out the door. She couldn’t stand it for another second. Her libido was through the roof. Every hormone in her body was firing on all cylinders. She had to get somewhere private and cool off.

But Sugarcoat caught her by the wrist:

“Rainbow Dash. You may not know this, but I’m a lesbian. I feel that it may be in both of our best interests to exchange cell phone numbers.”

“Wh- what? You d-don’t say?” Rainbow laughed awkwardly. She could barely believe what she was hearing.

Sugarcoat nodded. “Plus, that leotard is school property. I’ll need a line of communication with you to ensure it isn’t stolen.”

“S-sure, whatever,” stammered Rainbow Dash. She quickly rummaged through her bag and found a marker. She scribbled her number on Sugarcoat’s arm. “There! Call or text. Whatever. See ya!”

Rainbow sprinted away at magical speed. She needed to cool off. The drive home was unbearable, and she couldn’t take her mind off of the way Sugarcoat’s hands had felt on her. It didn’t help that she was still wearing the leotard.

She got home, ran inside, and tugged the leotard off, then immediately flung herself onto her bed to calm down. She stayed that way for a while, and eventually turned on some music. After about an hour, she felt that she had somewhat stabilized. Her heartbeat had returned to normal at least, and she could close her eyes without seeing Sugarcoat in a leotard, at least for a minute.

And then she got a text.

It was from a number that wasn’t in her contacts. She opened it.

A picture of Sugarcoat appeared before her on her phone’s screen. In the picture, Sugarcoat was sitting on a chair pointing the camera at a mirror. Her legs were pulled up to either side of her, her feet resting on the chair so that she was in a butterfly pose. She wasn’t wearing any clothes. In one hand was the phone with which she was snapping the picture, while with the other she had inserted two fingers into her glistening shaved vagina. Her face was a little flush, and she was wearing her glasses and biting her bottom lip.

The caption she sent with the picture read: “Would you like to fornicate later? I can provide a selection of toys and lubricants.”

So yeah...

Rainbow Dash was horny.