Sweetie Belle gave a few polite knocks on the hotel room door. Moments later, she found herself looking into Chrome’s face. She tried to keep her emotions in check, but she felt like he was guarding his expressions. He seemed neither happy nor upset to see her.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hi,” she responded. “Look, I’m, really sorry about how I acted this morning.”

“It’s okay. I guess, I didn’t realize you didn’t feel about me that way.”

“No, it’s…not that, it’s…um…do you wanna come back to my place-I mean, my parent’s place?”

“…are you sure you want to invite me-“

“Yes! I mean, yes,” she replied, regaining her composure. “I’ve thought long and hard about this and-“

Suddenly, Chrome started chuckling.

“What’s so funny?” she asked.

“You thought ‘long and hard?’” he smirked.

At this comment, Sweetie suddenly began knocking her head against the doorframe.

“Hey, don’t do that,” cautioned Chrome.

“I-I just…this isn’t going how I figured it would go.”

“And that was?”

“Please, just come with me back to the house, and we can go from there? There’s something I really need to talk to you about, that we should have discussed some time ago.”

As they entered through the house’s kitchen, Chrome began to cautiously look around.

“Applebloom and Scootaloo aren’t here,” she said, locking the door behind them. “They went back to their places after…this morning.”

“Look, Sweetie Belle,” said Chrome turning to face her, “I’m sorry if I upset you-“

“No Chrome, I…why don’t you just sit down, and we can talk. Can I get you something to drink?”

“Got any milk?”

“Just the normal kind,” she said, going to the fridge.

“That’s fine.”

Sweetie Belle was soon sitting on the couch, and Chrome was sitting in a plush chair (the one that was usually occupied by her Dad when he read the newspaper), drinking some milk. It was at this point that Sweetie handed him a familiar envelope.

“Here,” she said. “You were right.”

Chrome took a look at it (taking note of the myriad ink stamps telling of the delay), before his eyes glanced back up at her. “When did you get it?”

“It came in the mail this morning. I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”

“Well you know, I did feel upset that you thought I was making it up. Why do you think I would do something like that after-“

“I know! Believe me, I’ve been mentally berating myself ever since you walked off this morning.”

“And…you think you’re okay now?”

“I know I am. Well, I don’t know if I am fully, but I talked to somepony I trust, and she made me realize I needed to have this talk with you. Just promise me you’ll hear me out.”

“Pinkie promise.”

That was all Sweetie Belle needed to hear.

“Alright,” she said, straightening herself up. “First of all, I don’t know if I ever told you this, but you’re a very nice stallion.”

“You’re not firing me, are you?”

“No!”

“Phew.”

“I mean, I’ve…been around stallions but, never really like…around-around them. My friends and I went to dances at school, but just as a group of friends. I’ve never had a special somepony, even though sometimes I’d dream of having one. But then, when I got to the end of high school, and it was just me and my friends, and we got accepted into Canterlot University…I just, decided to really focus on being the best pony I could be. Everypony was so proud that all three of us got into CU, and we just wanted to do our best. I just didn’t expect…you.”

There was a beat, before Chrome spoke.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“No, but, I guess maybe there was something happening that I wasn’t really seeing.”

“But I told you I took Twilight’s class because I heard you took it. That should have been a big flag with bells on it right there-“

“Yes, I know. I guess I, tried not to think about that?”

“Why?”

“Because…maybe I’m…I wasn’t ready. I mean, on one hand, you did make a really dumb decision, but, you did help me at times when I needed it.”

“And you still helped me,” smiled Chrome.

“You’re lucky I’m so nice,” she smirked.

“You’re a real sweetie-“

“Who’s talking here?”

“You are. Continue.”

“Thank you. And, heh, I wasn’t sure if you were even gonna pass Twilight’s class, but, I guess…I mean, that teleport stuff…wow. When were you going to tell me about that?”

“Not really sure. I’d have found some way to show it off. I did use it on a pony one time who was giving you some grief.”

“Really? When?”

“Sometime before the dance.”

“You didn’t send her anywhere, did you?”

“Let’s just say she really needed a shower afterwards.”

At this mention, a smile quickly appeared and disappeared from Sweetie’s muzzle.

“Anyways,” she continued, “I guess…where all this is going, just ties into what you asked me this morning. Remember when you, asked me why I gave you my address?”

“Well, it was this morning.”

“Yeah. Anyways, I never thought about the ‘why’ that day, and I just…did it.”

“So, looking back on it now, do you know why?”

Sweetie Belle licked her lips, and tried to keep eye contact.

“Part of me really doesn’t want to say,” she gulped. “But the other part of me knows that you deserve an answer. After all, you did come all this way to see me.”

“Mm-hmm?” muttered Chrome, leaning forward in his chair.

“Okay, here goes. Chrome, I gave you that paper, because…”

“…because?”

“…because…um, what what was it about me that your Mom didn’t think was true?”

“Your chest size, naturally.”

“Wait-wait-wait, your junk is huge, and she didn’t believe my chest size!?”

“My Mom has to-wait, you changed the subject!”

“I did?”

“Yeah! Now come on, ‘because why?’”

There’s no right or wrong answer, rang out Ms Cheerilee’s words in Sweetie Belle’s head. I just want you to be honest with yourself.

“Because,” said Sweetie, taking a big gulp of air. “Because I…I like you. Well, I like-you-like-you.”

“You…like-me-like-me?” asked Chrome. “You gave me your address, because you-“

“I KNOW! “cried out Sweetie Belle, dropping her head into her hands, “I can’t say the one L-word that I know you and everypony wants me to say, and it’s because I’m still in college, and there’s a lot going on and I don’t know what I’m gonna do with my life yet and I’m 20 and you’re here and all I can say is I like-you-like-you and I’m sure that sounds stupid but it’s all I got and I’m sorry if it-“

Suddenly, Sweetie Belle felt something pushing against her chest. As she lifted up her head, she realized Chrome was standing over her, his body smooshing against her. As he kneeled down so he was eye-level with her, he placed his hands on her shoulders. She felt his golden eyes staring deeply into her emerald-green eyes, as a smile formed on his muzzle.

“You don’t have to say it if you don’t feel it,” he said. “If you like-me-like-me, we can see where that takes us. Okay-okay?”

Sweetie felt her heart beat faster, and then her breathing began to speed up. It felt like her body was trembling, and moments later, she closed her eyes, and began to softly kiss Chrome’s lips. Then she did it again. And then again. Soon, she felt Chrome lean in and kiss her. As his arms tried to wrap over her shoulders, her arms reached over her chest and around his back, as she tried to pull him closer, cleaving her chest and taxing her top.

“Was that-mmm-what you-mmm-came for?” she asked between kisses.

“Mmm-not-mmm-quite,” he muttered in return. “But we don’t have to-mmm-if you don’t-“

Sweetie’s horn suddenly glowed green, and there was the sound of rustling fabric as the shades were drawn on every curtain on the first floor, and the sound of metal locks was heard from the doors.

“Anymore questions, or are we gonna get down to why you came to see me…cadet?”

Chrome could feel his breathing quickening, as he fought to keep himself from getting ‘too excited.’

“N-no, ma’am,” he smiled. “No more questions.”

Filled with excited energy, the two noisily made their way up the stairs, and squeezed through the door frame of Sweetie Belle’s room.

With a heavy bounce, Sweetie landed on her bed, and began to magically remove her clothing. Chrome followed suit, and soon he was standing nearby completely naked, his excitement on full display.

However, he stopped when he saw that Sweetie Belle had removed everything, except for her pair of sky blue panties.

“Want me to get those?” he smiled naughtily, rubbing his hands.

“Uh-uh,” she said, extending her right arm between her huge breasts, and stroking the sensitive area protected by the thin layer of fabric. “These stay on.”

“Doesn’t seem very fair, if you ask me.”

“Let me put it this way: if these come off, and somepony gets ‘too excited,’ does that somepony want to explain to my parents about-“

“Okay-okay!”

“Good cadet,” she smiled.

There was a beat as Chrome slowly trotted to the foot of the king-size bed, and Sweetie Belle adjusted herself so she was laying flat on her back. Her chest rose up in two mounds of squishy-yet-firm flesh that obscured most of her head, except For the pastel-colored curls over her forehead. The dark-grey of her enlarged nipples topped off the image. A moment later, she playfully slapped her chest.

Chrome took that as a signal, and began to climb onto the bed. Straddling her legs, he shuffled his way towards her torso.

Soon his cock was rubbing against her panties, then her belly, and soon found its way under her breasts. Once his thighs indented into their undersides, Chrome stopped, and then leaned forward, squashing against her chest until his muzzle was face-to-face with hers.

“How does this feel?” Chrome asked, before rolling his hips.

The sensation of his member rubbing against her panties and along her skin made Sweetie’s breathing increase, and her eyelids fluttered from the sensations.

“Just..be careful,” she gasped.

Chrome leaned forward and kissed her muzzle, before pulling back and sitting up. Sweetie’s squished bosom regained some of its height, but Chrome’s body pushed slightly against its underside.

Reaching out, his hands touched the lower edges of her rough, grey nipples, eliciting a moan as she slightly arched her back.

“Like that?” he smiled, mischievously.

“Y-yeesss,” she hissed out. “Never…used to be-so…keep…going.”

Chrome closed his eyes,, and leaned forward more. The flat palms of his hands covered more ground atop her domes and his hips quickened, before he suddenly felt a greater weight engulfing his engorged cock.

His eyes suddenly popped open, where he saw Sweetie Belle attempting to titfuck him. Her lithe white arms attempted to smoosh her chest togehther, but her arms weren’t making much of an overall impact against the firm mounds of her chest.

“Little trouble?” asked Chrome, breathing heavier.

“Just keep…going,” she moaned. “I…got…this!”

Her horn glowed green, and moments later, that same aural color had engulfed each of her breasts, and began to saueeze them together! Chrome tried to contain his excitement, seeing her massive mammary glands being “kneaded” by magic!

Chrome was almost willing to let Sweetie do all the work, but he bucked faster, the motions making the bed shift slightly!

The white pony tried to keep herself under control, but there were a number of tingling sensations all over her body, that were causing her to moan louder. Her upper-body arched and rolled in ecstasy as she felt her skin break out in goose pimples.

Chrome himself was sensing the change in movement, and he began to grunt and groan as his hips moved faster, a warm tingling sensation spreading across his cock as it continued to be squashed and rubbed over Sweetie Belle’s anatomy.

Taking the initiative, he began to really vibrate his hips, causing the beds headboard to thump violently against the wall, causing a number of items on a high shelf to fall to the floor.

“Oooohhhhh, Ce-les-ti-aaaaaaaaaa!!!” moaned Sweetie Belle. “Dooooooonnn’tttt stooooooppp!!!!”

Chrome could feel excitement boiling up deep down inside, and as Sweetie’s magic squashed and kneaded harder, he cried out loudly as a stream of cum erupted from his cock, spurting up between the dough-like breasts, and plastering Sweetie’s face, the headboard, and part of the bedroom wall in a gooey white film!

It was in that moment that Sweetie Belle moaned aloud, and suddenly, her magic aura disappeared around her breasts, and reappeared around Chrome.

The cadet barely had time to react as she magically squashed him between her chest, and planted a kiss on his lips, before releasing him and breathing a long, contented sigh,

“Enjoy yourself?” she asked softly.

“How about you?” he replied.

“I asked you first.”

“Yeah…I think that will do, for now. Now, how about your answer?”

“Let’s just say, I’ve imagined this experience.”

“…and?”

“It was…kinda what I expected.”

“…kinda?”

“Face it Chrome, fantasies aren’t always like reality.”

“I guess not. So, want me to clean up my mess?”

“Let’s worry about that in the morning. For now…how long will it take for you to reload?”

As he slowly opened his eyes, Chrome took a few moments to realize just where he had woken up.

Next to him, the soft breathing of Sweetie Belle confirmed that he hadn’t dreamed everything that had happened to them. She was curled up towards the wall, and her chest rose above the contour of her body, moving gently with each breath (and occasional snore) she made.

Chrome gave her a little smile, before quietly sliding off the bed and leaving the room. His cock bounced about as he made his way downstairs in the nude.

Good thing the windows are covered, he thought to himself, as he took a look in the fridge. He then began to pull out food, with the intent of making breakfast.

He was about to turn on the stove when the sound of a key in the kitchen door’s lock made him freeze.

Her parents can’t be back from their trip yet, he thought.

The door swung open, leading to an unexpected surprise.

There stood Rarity, just as Chrome remembered, albeit in something a bit lighter for the hot summer weather.

Rarity went slack-jawed as she took in the sight of the stallion: naked, and standing in her parent’s kitchen!

“CHROME!!?” she exclaimed, her eyes going wide.

“RARITY!!?” exclaimed Chrome, eliminating the last vestiges of sleepiness from his mind.

Suddenly, there was a thump from upstairs. Then the sounds of something heavy moving around, before a heavy thudding came down the stairs.

The doorway to the living room soon revealed Sweetie Belle, wrapped haphazardly in a bedsheet, and staring into the kitchen.

“RARITY!!?” exclaimed the frazzled pony.

“SWEETIE BELLE!!?” came her sister’s shocked voice.

Author's Note

And with that…it is finished.

After 3+ years, Sophomoric Sweetie Belle has finally come to an end. For the few that have stuck around for all that time, thanks for reading and commenting.

After The Expansive Romance of Applebloom and Coral Leaf, I never really expected to type something with that many chapters again. With this story, the goal was to not repeat that other story, thus why Sweetie Belle and her friends were aged up into college, which can give one a totally different perspective on life.

I had a general outline of where the story would go, but always keep it open for unexpected story points. A good example is I knew Chrome would meet Rarity at one point, but I hadn’t planned on the supper club bit, or Chrome meeting Sweetie’s parents.

As it stands now, after typing this and my story about Mam Marella, I’m taking a hiatus from storytelling. There is a possibility that I may return in the future with another multi-part story, but we’ll see how I feel after awhile.