The Real Rarity

"Oh. Well. That's interesting," hummed Twilight, flipping through her book.

Rarity looked up, but said nothing, for two reasons. First and foremost, her Goddess’ previous command for her to shut up, an order Rarity painstakingly obeyed. Not a single yelp, chirp, moan, or grunt escaped her lips for the last half-hour while she diligently worked. The second reason she gave no response was due to her mouth being occupied by that aforementioned diligent work; Goddess Twilight’s shower was being fixed, so it was up to Rarity to shine her heavenly cock, and to lap up every salty bead of sweat from her heavy, stuffy balls. Rarity wasn’t sure if she could actually get drunk from Twilight’s musk, but she was more than willing to find out.

“Hello? I’m talking to you, idiot.” Twilight nudged Rarity with her foot, and yet the whore didn’t respond. “Are you ignoring me? Surely you’re not that fucking dumb, wha… Oh, wait. I forgot. Yeah, you can talk now.”

“Mmm…” Rarity pulled her face from between her owner’s legs for the first time in thirty minutes, finally inhaling something other than sweat and mare musk. “What is it, Goddess? Something in your book?”

“Correct. This is the magic journal I told you about, the one that allows Sunset Shimmer to communicate with me from the other side of the mirror. There was a new entry written in it this morning.” Twilight cleared her throat and turned to the beginning of the passage in order to begin reciting it. “Dear Princess Twilight, I hope this letter finds you well. I’ve been struggling with something lately and, I’ll be quite honest with you, I’m not sure there’s anything you can do about it.”

“As if there is anything my Goddess can’t do,” remarked Rarity.

“I have these… urges. Nothing sinister or dangerous, but still undesirable nevertheless. I’m being vague, I know, for fear that someone else will read this entry, and I would hope to explain more in-depth in person. Whenever you can make the time to see me and talk about my problem, face-to-face, I would greatly appreciate it.” Twilight grinned, letting the moment breathe for a moment before finishing with “Sincerely yours, your good friend, Rarity.”

“Oh! I was expecting Sunset Shimmer, but if it’s the other me… What sort of urges could she possibly have that she wouldn’t want her friends to…” Rarity trailed off as realization dawned on her, and she let out a little gasp of surprise. “You think when she says ‘urges’, she means she’s like me?”

“I do. It only makes sense,” said Goddess Twilight. She used her magic to produce a quill, and, with quick, practiced motions, she dexterously wrote out her reply. “As far as I can tell, we’re all more or less 1-to-1 copies of our Mirror World counterparts, with a few superficial exceptions. So if you’re a cock-obsessed bimbo cumdumpster, then I imagine she at least has the potential to be one, as well.”

“So what will you do? Are you going to go see her?” Rarity chilled slightly at the thought of there being two of her around, which meant she was no longer guaranteed to be her Goddess’ favorite fuckdoll. “Or p-perhaps let things run their course?”

“Neither.” Goddess Twilight signed her name at the bottom of the journal entry and tossed her quill aside. “I’m not going to see her at all. You are.”

“Me?!”

“What better way to show her all of the pros and cons of her urges than a living example? I’m sending you to her, so that you can give her a little demonstration of what life is like as a walking fleshlight.”

"I see. Genius thinking, as to be expected from you," said Rarity, nodding like an eager puppy. "Although, just to be clear… Do you want me to encourage her to be like me? Or dissuade her?"

"I want you to shut the fuck up, crawl through the portal, and show her the ropes. It's that simple," said Twilight. She grabbed Rarity by the hair and pulled her to her feet, staring down intimidatingly at her property. "The way I see it, anything in any world unfortunate enough to be you is the lowest of all life. But, to be fair, Mirror Rarity doesn't belong to me, so I'm not going to make any calls on her life. That's what you're for. Teach her what she wants to know, then report back to me. If I'm sufficiently amused with your performance… Who knows? Maybe I'll find that key I misplaced."

Rarity's hand subconsciously drifted between her legs, her fingertips brushing the cold steel of her chastity belt. It had been four months since her Goddess had locked her up, and, per Twilight's own word, she technically should have been released by now. However, Rarity had made the error of reminding Twilight two minutes too early, and that "distraction" had caused the all-powerful Goddess to "lose" the key. Even though she had no one to blame but herself for her continued denial, Rarity was still incredibly eager to taste her freedom, particularly if that freedom included feeling her owner's heavenly cock turn her womb inside out.

"I shall depart at once, Goddess!"

Rarity stumbled forward, spilling out unceremoniously onto the concrete sidewalk. She hit her head a bit when she fell, and a shivering moan escaped her plump lips as she slowly savored the pain. Even as Rarity pushed herself up to her hands and knees (a familiar position for her), she could see a pale hand dip down into her view. Without giving it much thought, she gently accepted the help, allowing the stranger to assist her in standing.

"Are you ok, Ms… Oh!"

As Rarity stood up, she found herself looking in a mirror, so to speak; still holding her hand was a woman that was her spitting image. Same porcelain skin, same luxuriously shiny purple hair, the same shining sapphire eyes. Though, as Rarity looked a bit closer at her doppelganger, there were a few small differences. She was a tiny bit shorter, not quite as busty or curvy. Rarity recalled Twilight mentioning in the past that the Mirror World's inhabitants tended to be a bit smaller than in Equestria, so Rarity stood just a few inches taller than her Mirror counterpart.

"Oh my… It's me!" The Mirror Rarity stepped back a bit, looking her other self over up and down. “My word… Am I really that beautiful?”

“Heh… I suppose so…” Rarity cringed internally at the compliment, from herself no less. It’d been a very long time since anyone called her beautiful, and even longer since she had ever thought it for herself. Still, she couldn't exactly fault her Mirror self. Poor girl just didn't know any better. "Nice to meet you… Me."

"Likewise," said the Mirror Rarity. She couldn't seem to tear her gaze away from her other self, looking Rarity up and down, this way and that. "We're even wearing a similar outfit…"

"Hm?" Rarity looked down at herself and the sapphire dress she wore, almost surprised to see such clothing on her body. The truth was, she rarely thought about what she would wear these days, leaving that for her superiors to decide. But, just as the other Rarity said, their dresses and even their somewhat plain black heels were very similar, though the Equestrian variety was obviously cut and styled such to expose a bit more skin. "I suppose we are. I hadn't given much thought, I sort of just threw on whatever."

"Well, it's good to know that even in a completely separate reality, I have excellent taste," said Mirror Rarity with a grin. She looked past Rarity, to the statue that housed the portal between realms, and frowned. "Is… Is Twilight not coming? I'll admit, I was expecting her…"

"I'm afraid G—" Rarity stopped herself just in time, just barely resisting the urge to call her owner by the proper title, which would likely make things a bit awkward between the Rarity's. "Sorry, I'm afraid Twilight is a bit busy. Furthermore, she thought it might be best for me to help out in this particular matter."

"She said that? This thing is a bit… sensitive, for me."

"Well, darling, who can you confide in if not yourself?" Rarity stepped forward a bit, stooping down to whisper into her alternate's ear. "Some might consider us birds of a feather, if you know what I mean."

"You mean… You get these urges too?" asked Mirror Rarity. The Equestrian Rarity smiled, and gave her counterpart a little wink.

"Not anymore. Because I live a life where those urges are answered," explained Rarity. "You see, darling, in my world… I'm little more than a disposable whore for anyone to use. Literally, anyone who happens to see me has free license to touch, grope, strike, and insult me to their heart's content."

"Oh… Oh God…" Mirror Rarity looked this way and that, and, when she confirmed she was alone with herself, she laced her fingers with her Equestrian version's. "I was afraid I was alone! That no one else understood… but of course, you're right! Who would understand me better than… me? Oh, darling, you have to tell me all about it."

"Actually, darling, I didn't come all this way to just tell you what it's like. I want to show you first hand, so you may decide how you want to live," said Rarity. "I hope you don't have any plans today."

"I, er… I cleared my schedule for the whole weekend, actually. The girls think I'm working on a new design and I require complete solitude to focus, but truthfully?" Again, Mirror Rarity checked to see if the coast was clear before continuing aloud. "I just renewed my subscription to CuntAbuse.com and I planned to… enjoy myself with it until Monday."

"Oh dear… pornography? Looks like you need more education than I thought…" sighed Rarity. "Alright, my dear, Rarity… You wouldn't happen to have a nickname you go by?"

"Pinkie calls me Rara sometimes, I always found that cute."

"Perfect. So, Rara, here's your first lesson. Your pleasure is, was, and always will be secondary at best. You do not watch porn, darling. You are porn." It felt a bit odd for Rarity to find herself in a position of authority, even if her subordinate was herself. Even still, her Goddess had commanded that she show Rara the ropes, and she lived to serve. "Your orgasm is not a right. It's not even a privilege. It's a goddamn miracle. Your only purpose in life is to please your owners and hope that, someday, they are merciful enough to bless you with a smidgeon of satisfaction."

As Rarity wrapped up her spiel, and she processed the expression on Rara's face, it occurred to her that she had perhaps come on a bit strong. Such intensity might be better off after the two had gotten a bit more comfortable with each other. Yet, just as Rarity went to amend herself, maybe pull back a bit on the whole miracle thing, Rara let out the moan she had been holding in, and it became evident that the look on her face was not one of horror. Rather, a barely-restrained, horny, perverted desire.

"Y-you really mean that?" squeaked Rara. "You live like that?"

"Let me show you something." Rarity slowly peeled the hem of her skirt up, giving Rara a healthy eyeful of her stainless steel chastity belt. Rara's eyes went wide as saucers, and she had to cover her mouth with her palm to keep the gasp/moan contained. "It's been four months that I've been locked up like this now."

"Who has your key?"

"Why, my lovely Goddess Twilight, of course," sighed Rarity wistfully. "She's amazing… And I can help you find yourself an owner too, if you desire."

"I… I'm not sure, Rarity. It's such an extreme jump, I don't think I can bring myself to live like you."

"Darling. Listen to me. The first 33 years of my life before my Awakening feel like such a waste of time. The biggest regret of my life was waiting until then to be my true self," said Rarity. "And I cannot let the same thing happen to you. You're still young, more time to be used and more time to enjoy it. Please, I'm begging you, at least give it a try. Let me take you someplace, where you don't have to worry so much about your image, and walk you through it. If you decide it's not for you, then that's okay. But you'll hate yourself forever if you never try it for yourself."

It was clear that Rara was thinking things over, and Rarity simply sat and watched her protege weigh her options. It was an insane proposition, one that a normal person would have no trouble refusing. Yet this was no normal person. This was Rarity, and even an alternate reality's Rarity was still the same, which meant she was still drawn to this idea no matter how unsafe or insane it might be. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of pondering, Rara looked up to her idealized self.

"And you think a test run will be enough to help me decide?" asked Rara. With an almost devious grin, Rarity nodded.

"It's how I decided. Though, admittedly, under far less controlled conditions."

"Well, if it worked for you…" Rara sighed, then lifted her head up with a tiny smirk. "Then let's give it a try. The train station isn't far, we should be able to catch the next trip to Manhattan."

"Sounds perfect. I follow your lead, although I should warn you, darling." Rarity reached up suddenly and grabbed Rara tightly under the chin. "That will be the last time you lead anyone or anything for the duration of my stay. From her on out, you are an obedient whore who does as she's told. Understood?"

"Y-yes, ma'am."

Rarity smirked, then kissed herself tenderly on the forehead, the way a strict mother would to their child after a stern lesson.

"Oh, darling, you're going to do just fine…"

"So…" said Rara. "What's the craziest thing you've ever done in your new lifestyle?"

"Hm?" Rarity perked up, tearing her eyes away from the cellphone she borrowed from Rara in an attempt to give herself a crash course on the Mirror World. Her studying hadn't turned up too much different between her own home, not from Rarity's admittedly surface level exploration. "How do you mean?"

"Well, I mean, you said you're…" Rara looked around the train car and, even though she confirmed that they were alone, she still brought her voice down to a whisper. "You're free to use property. I have to imagine that leads to some pretty interesting situations."

"I suppose you could say that. I'll admit, my Awakening was so long ago now that I may have lost a bit of perspective," said Rarity with a tiny shrug. "I don't really have a sense of 'crazy' anymore, because that's just my everyday life now. I suppose I have some interesting stories I could tell, though. Let's see… Is your world's Zephyr Breeze still around?"

"Unfortunately."

"I'm incredibly sorry. Well, in any case, as a favor to Ms. Fluttershy, I agreed to go on a date with Zephyr," said Rarity. Rara let out a gasp, to which her counterpart gave a solemn nod. "Yes, it was as terribly boring and irksome as you might imagine, at least at first. By the end of it, though… Quite the memorable night."

"Blegh. You mean to tell me that you actually slept with that loser?" scoffed Rara. "But he's so pathetic!"

"A bit, yes. But after some, shall we say, encouraging words, he was everything you could ever want from a night out. He ended up strangling me until I blacked out. When I awoke, I had been stripped nude, and he was raping me." Rarity glanced over to her protege, taking notice in the way that Rara fidgeted in her place, biting her lip and rubbing her thighs together anxiously. Rarity smiled, and placed a hand on Rara's thigh. "Is it turning you on, darling? Hearing of my escapades?"

"So much… Tell me more, please," begged Rara.

"If you're so horny, then touch yourself," said Rarity. "No cumming, of course, but it's good practice. Associate pain and discomfort with your pleasure. Finger your sloppy cunt whenever someone calls you something nasty. You'll love it."

"But… We're in public! Someone might see me! I don't know if I'd be comfortable…"

"When?"

"Huh?" Rara tilted her head, thoroughly confused. "When what, exactly?"

Almost before she had finished speaking, Rarity had reared back her hand and firmly slapped Rara across the face. The younger Rarity gasped in shock, clutching her face gingerly as she looked to the woman who struck her.

"When did I ask about your comfort? When you're told to touch yourself, you touch yourself. Now do it."

Rara gulped nervously, but slowly and shakily raised the hem of her dress and snaked her hand between her thighs. She rubbed her cunt through her panties, her eyes heavy with lust and desire. Rarity looked on, heart swelled with pride at the open degeneracy of her counterpart.

"Please, keep going," whispered Rara. Rarity grinned, and happily complied.

"His hands were so strong around my neck that I felt like my head was going to pop. And for such a 'gentleman', he used my unconscious body like a savage," reminisced Rarity. The memory was enough to get her a bit excited herself, though she didn't have the luxury of pleasuring herself at that moment. "After I came to, I realized he must have been pounding me for ages while I was knocked out. Then, he slammed my head against his doorstep and knocked me unconscious again."

"My God… He could've seriously hurt you," moaned Rara.

"Oh, he did. When I got home, Goddess Twilight did a scan on me and determined that he'd given me a concussion. I hardly even remember getting home, but that wasn't until after he woke me up by raping my throat. He came in me more times than I could count, some while I was awake, some while I wasn't. It was incredible."

The door to their train car slid open, and Rara instinctively pulled her hand away from her pussy, but Rarity intervened; Her hand shot forward to grab Rara by the wrist, holding her steady. The two locked eyes and, with unflinching conviction, Rarity guided the offending hand back in place. All the while, a man from another car stepped into their empty one, a bit trepidatiously, as if unsure of himself. He looked around and, eventually, his eyes fell on the two Rarity’s at the back of the compartment. The seats before them concealed much of the Equestrian variant, leaving only a sliver of Rara’s side easily and clearly visible to their new guest.

“Hey, sorry to bother you,” said the man, slowly and uneasily approaching. He couldn’t see precisely what Rara was up to, but he could tell even from where he was that she was a bit off. “My phone is dead and I need to get into it before we arrive. I was hoping you had a charger I could borrow?”

“Rub your dirty cunt while you answer him,” whispered Rarity. “Maybe he’ll come closer and take you right here. Go on. Answer him.”

“Eh… What kind of phone d-do you have?” squeaked Rara, doing all she could to keep her voice steady while simultaneously circling her clit with her fingers. Her heart thumped as the man took another step, with only a few paces keeping the two separate. If he got any closer, he might be able to smell Rara’s arousal, the sticky, sloppy sounds of her getting herself off. It was exhilarating.

“Android,” said the man. Rara felt a pang, and she pouted slightly as she gave her response.

“Sorry, I’ve only got an iPhone…” said Rara.

“Damn. Oh well, thanks anyway.”

“Sorry again…” Rara watched the man walk away, and as he reached the door between cars, she couldn’t help but call out to him again. “Hope you find a charger, daddy!”

The man mumbled some form of thanks, then paused as what he heard caught up to him. He looked as if he was going to reply, but, after a split second of consideration, just kept on walking, much to the disappointment of both Raritys.

“Aw. He must have thought he misheard you,” pouted Rarity. “Shame, too. He was hot, I would have loved to taste his cock…”

“Oh God, oh shit, oh fuck,” stammered Rara. “He could’ve seen me. He could’ve heard me. I just jilled myself right in front of a perfect stranger! And I called him ‘daddy’!”

“I know! I’m so proud of you!” Rarity patted her Mirror counterpart tenderly. “Although, a tip for next time? To apologize for being a useless cunt and not having the right charger, you should have offered your throat for him to fuck, at the very least.”

“I’ll keep that in m-mind… Can I stop touching now?” Rara’s voice trembled, her meager breasts heaving in time with her heavy breaths. “I’m close…”

“Move your hand,” said Rarity. Rara obeyed and, before she could ask any questions, Rarity slapped her right on the clit as hard as she could. The younger whore doubled over in pain, biting down on her lip to contain her scream. “When she was first breaking me in, Goddess Twilight would tie me up, edge me for hours and, as soon as I was about to cum, she’d stomp my clit beneath her boot. This taught me an important lesson, one that I hope to teach you now. Your pleasure is your pain.”

“And vice versa…” breathed Rara. “Fuck, it’s so sensitive…”

“This could be your whole life. Every day, you could experience this level of pleasure, darling.” As she spoke, Rarity continued to spank her disciple’s pussy, her strikes just hard enough to make Rara squirm against her fingers. “And let me tell you, it only gets better from here.”

“I… I want more…”

"And more, you shall have. Now close your legs, we can't have you cumming yet." Rarity removed her hand and licked the sticky girlcum from her dainty fingers. “We’re almost at our destination, anyhow.”

“Okay… I just need a second…” huffed Rara. “I only wish I packed a spare pair of panties.”

“Oh, that reminds me! Your next lesson: Proper slut attire,” said Rarity, clapping giddily. “We’ll need to get rid of anything that covers too much, but that can wait. For now, it might be best to just forgo clothing altogether.”

“You want me to walk around town naked?!” For the first time, Rara seemed genuinely indignant by the suggestion. Confused and concerned, Rarity simply tilted her head, completely confounded and positively perplexed.

“Er… Yes? The idea is for you to be used by strangers, no?” asked Rarity. “By going nude, we advertise your status as an easy whore, not to mention appealing to anyone walking down the street that might like to see your body.”

“But we’ll get arrested!” exclaimed Rara. Again, Rarity was beyond confused by such a declaration.

“Why ever would we get arrested?”

“Public indecency is against the law here, you can’t just prance around without clothes!”

Rarity’s mouth hung slightly agape, and her confusion shifted into disgust at this sudden information.

“What?!”

“So, let me get this straight,” said Rarity between bites of her salad. “You’re not allowed to show your tits, your ass or your cunt outdoors?”

“Correct,” said Rara.

“Hm… What about cocks? Surely it’s okay for a man or mare to show off their cock, right?”

“Some might argue that as an even bigger no-no, actually.”

Rarity hummed to herself, more than a little irritated by the limitations of the law in this strange land. Mirror World was an apt description, as far as she could tell; It seemed that their morals were backwards. Even now, as the two shared lunch at a restaurant that Rarity found far too nice for her, she struggled to come to grips with the world she found herself in.

“Hm… Well, that puts a wrench in things…” hummed Rarity. Rara just sort of shrugged, typing idly on her phone. “How exactly are we supposed to get strange men to fuck you if—”

“And done,” said Rara, setting her phone back down. She took down the last of her salad, then sipped her lemon water idly. “I’ve got nine matches for now, though two are uncertain as to if they’ll show up. We’ve got about three hours to explore the city until then, if there are some things you think we should get.”

“Wait… You found nine men willing to fuck you just by using your phone?”

“It’s called Tinder. It’s an app that you use to find dates,” explained Rara. “I did a bit of fishing, made it clear I’m after a hookup rather than a proper relationship. Didn’t take long to get some matches.”

“Fascinating! I’ll have to tell Goddess Twilight about this, she’d be thrilled to have an easier way to whore out my holes to the general public,” said Rarity. Finally, it seemed this world got something right. “Well, I suppose you’re right. We’ve got some time to burn, hm?”

“Feel like a bit of shopping?”

“Actually, could we perhaps get dessert first?” asked Rarity. She was a bit timid and sheepish in her request, which Rara found odd. “I know it’s wrong of me, but I’m actually enjoying this lunch quite a bit. I haven’t had proper food intended for people in ages.”

“How long is ages?”

“Hm… I had a cold slice of pizza maybe a year and a half ago?” Rarity grinned slightly at the expression she received from her Mirror counterpart. “Goddess Twilight is very controlling of my diet. I normally get her scraps once she’s finished, and she purchased some very nice dog food from Ms. Fluttershy that she feeds me when she’s away.”

“She makes you eat dog food?! That’s disgusting!” Though she voiced disgust, the look in Rara’s eyes was nothing less than pure adoration, perhaps even a dash of envy. “Not to mention humiliating.”

“Oh, it is! I even have a little doggy bowl to eat out of, on the floor next to Goddess Twilight’s dinner table. That said… I do miss cake quite a bit. The only time I’m allowed any is on my birthday.” Rarity chuckled at the thought. “Last year, Goddess Twilight threw a big party for me. She ordered two dozen chocolate cupcakes, invited all of my friends, even had the event catered. Then she made me sit in the corner and watch as everyone else ate and had fun. On their way out, she made me suck off all the guests and deposit their cum onto the last cupcake, which she saved for me. Isn’t she just the most romantic?”

“Is there anything else I can get for the lovely sisters?” Their waiter strolled forward, a polite smile on his face being evidence that he hadn’t heard the previous conversation. He surely just assumed what he had from the moment that the Rarity’s had sat down: This was just a nice lunch date between two identical twins. Nothing strange at all. “Or are we ready for the check?”

“We were actually hoping to look at a dessert menu?” said Rara.

“Oh, we have a wonderful molten lava cake with a blackberry red wine sauce. A personal favorite of mine.”

“Sounds delicious, we’ll just share one. Only… We were wondering…” said Rarity, the look on Rara’s face making it evident that she had no clue what it was that she had evidently been wondering along with Rarity. “Lunch was already so pricey. Is there perhaps some way we could convince you to bring us that dessert on the house?”

“Erm…” The waiter seemed a bit confused, and it was evident that he thought Rarity might be joking. “Why exactly would I do that?”

“Because you’re a nice guy. Very good looking, too.” Rarity tapped her chin in faux thought. “Oh, and my sister will show you her tits if you do."

"Rarity!" exclaimed Rara.

"Of course, I'll show you mine, too," said Rarity. As if to prove her point, she pulled the front of her dress down, baring her fat udders to this perfect stranger. After a moment of slack-jawed silence from the waiter, Rarity nudged her "sister" with her elbow and, with slightly shaky hands and brightly blushing cheeks, Rara did the same to show off her much more reasonable assets. "Are our titties to your liking, sir?"

"Uhhhh…." The waiter was, understandably, taken a bit off guard by these events, but he slowly nodded his appreciation. Rarity grinned, knowing from experience that she had caught him in her snare. "S-so you wanted a free dessert?"

"Ah, but you drive a hard bargain. Why don't we meet you in the men's room to sweeten the deal a bit?" offered Rarity. The waiter nodded eagerly and, without skipping a beat, he ran off to the restroom while the Rarity's tucked themselves back into their dresses before anyone noticed. Rarity grinned to her protege, giving her a little wink. "You're welcome, darling."

"You know, I could have easily afforded dessert," pointed out Rara. "Plus, it seemed like he was willing to play along just when we flashed him. We didn't need to do this."

"Ah, but we did. See, my Goddess took over my businesses, my stocks, my bank accounts, and all of my property, so I don't have a cent to my name. I'm actually in quite a bit of debt to some people. But that taught me something very important. This is lesson number four, darling: Your body is your only currency. It is all you have of any value, and it is all you can offer to the world. If there is something you want, then you trade your holes in the hopes that your owner is generous enough to give it to you.”

“I see. My body is my only currency…” Rara gulped slightly, and slowly stood up from the table. “So. We’re meeting him in the restroom? I’ll admit, I don’t have much experience in these matters. I’d appreciate a bit of guidance…”

“Worry not, my dear.” Rarity grinned as she rose to join her counterpart. “Follow my lead and I’ll make you into the greatest cock-polisher in the country.”

The two Rarity’s hurried through the quiet restaurant, one with a bit more open enthusiasm than the other; Rarity was over the moon at the opportunity, her mouth watering at the prospect of getting a mouthful of cock in a dirty restroom. This isn’t to imply that Rara wasn’t enthused, because the whore in training was over the moon at this chance to fulfill one of her deepest fantasies. Despite all of that, she had precious little experience, and she was in the presence of a pro. As silly as it sounded even to her, Rara was concerned about looking like a fool in front of her sensei, her sherpa, her older counterpart.

Rarity, on the other hand, was exclusively focused on getting a dick in her mouth, which really displayed the difference between a rookie and a seasoned veteran of the game.

Rarity led the charge, looking both ways to ensure the coast was clear before pushing open the door to the men’s room and slipping in, followed closely behind by Rara. As soon as the door swung shut behind them, Rarity, ever experienced in these matters, discreetly locked the door behind them. The restroom was abandoned, save for their waiter standing in wait by the open stall at the end. Rarity led her younger, less experienced version by the hand to their horny server. Without a word, Rarity firmly pushed Rara down to her knees, all the while unbuckling the waiter’s trousers with her other hand.

The waiter wasn’t anything special between the legs, as far as size went, but Rarity could tell by the look in Rara’s eyes that he was bigger than any cock than the Mirror World native had ever seen in person. Upon seeing her trepidation, Rarity dropped to her knees to aid in the service. She pressed her full, plump lips against his tip, giving it a passionate kiss while Rara simply watched for a bit, heart thumping in her chest until Rarity grabbed a fistful of sapphire hair to drag her in to join. Rara, a bit taken off guard, followed in Rarity’s lead to kiss and lick at the waiter’s cock. Rarity tried not to indulge herself too much, wanting to let her student get get some experience, but she couldn’t help but slurp and suckle like the greedy whore she was.

Finally, after being more of a spectator during the proceedings, Rara dove in with a bit more vigor, and, much to the Equestrian’s glee, wholly took the waiter’s cockhead into her mouth with little instruction from her guide. And, despite her lack of any training or real world know-how, a Rarity is a Rarity, and sucking cock was something that came naturally to them. While Rara posed no threat to Rarity as far in terms of fellatio skill, she certainly showed a natural propensity for it. With time, Rarity knew the girl would shape up into an excellent cocksock.

Between the two of them working in tandem, it wasn’t long at all before the waiter hit his limit; As soon as Rarity felt the man tense, she pushed her student aside to catch their well-earned load in her mouth. Rara looked on in envy, pouting at the way her instructor relished the fruits of their labor. Finally, after a sticky smile, Rarity stood up and silently unlocked the door, beckoning for Rara to follow. They gave their waiter a little wave before slipping out and returning to their table. Rara bit her lip throughout the whole journey, her legs quivering even as she sat down, and it took every bit of restraint she had to keep herself from pawing madly at her cunt.

“That… That was incredible! He just used us, not a care in the world about us getting off,” trilled Rara. “I don’t even know his name! And in a dirty restroom, no less… I feel like such a nasty whore. And this sort of thing happens to you every day?”

Rarity nodded, but did not verbally respond, which Rara found a bit odd. Before she could press her mentor, the waiter returned with the check, as well as the cake the pair had ordered. He couldn’t look either woman in the eye, and quickly set both down on the table before scampering away. The cake looked beautiful, rich and luxurious, and Rara picked up a spoon to taste it when Rarity intervened; The Equestria took hold of the plate, hovered her face over the dessert, and opened her mouth to release the mouthful of cum she had been holding onto. A deluge of spunk and saliva cascaded down onto the confection, and the sticky, stringy, off-white goo pooled around the base of the cake, mingling with the raspberry sauce to create a sweet treat much more befitting of a Rarity.

“Lesson number five,” said Rarity, grabbing up her own spoon. She took a scoop of the cake, sopped up a bit of extra cum, and took a dainty bite. “There is nothing on the planet, be it filet mignon or caviar or anything in between, that is tastier than a mouthful of cum. Enjoy your treat , and lick the plate clean. You’ve earned it, you eager little slut.”

Rara’s heart skipped a beat, and she began to wonder if she might be falling in love with herself. She reasoned that she probably wasn’t, though she was incredibly aroused by the presence of what she had determined to be her ideal self, and so she did exactly as that ideal had instructed. The chocolate was certainly yummy, but, unsurprisingly by now, Rarity was right; The cum was truly the highlight of the dish. It wasn’t long before the Rarity’s had gotten the cake out of the picture and went on to lick the dish clean, like a pair of starved dogs.

“Absolutely delicious,” said Rara, licking the last remnants of splooge from her lips. “I need more… God, I’m so fucking horny…”

“Come along, darling. Let’s fetch some supplies,” said Rarity with a grin. “We need to get you nice and ready before we ruin you again.”

Rara paced the length of the hotel room like a caged animal, all but pawing at the dirt in her anxiety. This was it, there was no turning back after tonight. In just a few short moments, her life was going to be irreversibly changed, and the very idea filled her belly with butterflies. Rarity assured her that this was normal, and that she had felt very similar during her own Awakening, which gave Rara some small comfort. Though she had only known her older, wiser counterpart for such a short period of time, Rara found herself idolizing Rarity, for having the courage to reach out and grab the life she desired, judgement be damned. Rara had only hoped to one day be so brave. Now, by the strange hands of fate, she'd be able to.

"I remember my first train," sighed Rarity wistfully, laying out the various lines, towels and rubbers that they'd need for the night (though, admittedly, the condoms were primarily for show). "Goddess, I was so sore the next morning. I still think about it sometimes, such a cherished memory."

"So, when they get here, what should I do?" asked Rara nervously. “Should I offer a drink? What should I say? Should I—”

Rarity grabbed her counterpart by the throat, stealing away the rest of Rara’s anxious ramblings into a breathy wheeze. Before Rara could respond, she felt a pair of flush, pillowy lips against her own, and a dextrous, experienced tongue invading her mouth. Rarity didn’t so much kiss her alternate self as she did impose her will forth using little more than a powerful tongue and a strong grip. Rarity choked Rara as they kissed, even retaining her grip on the younger woman’s neck when they broke apart. Rara croaked out a moan, and her eyes went up with panic when Rarity grabbed her neck with both hands. Her porcelain face tinged pink, then red, and began turning purplish-blue before Rarity finally released her grip. As soon as her hands were free from Rara’s neck, Rarity jerked her knee up and in between Rara’s legs, smashing into her cunt and bringing the girl to her knees.

“F-fuck…” coughed Rara, doubled over in pain. Even as she struggled to choke down a breath, her pussy was a river between her thighs, and Rara threatened to cum right there on the floor. “I want you… to fuck me… to death…”

“That. You should say that,” said Rarity with a grin. There was a knock at the door, which perked both Rarity’s right up. “Off of the floor. Our first guest has arrived.”

Rara shakily stood up, and strolled across the hotel room to answer the door alongside her fuck toy instructor. Though they reached the door together, it was Rarity who claimed the honour of opening it, and the pair of bimbos were greeted by a very surprising sight.

“Oh. You’re both here?” asked Sunset Shimmer, clearly only expecting her Rarity to be present. “Um… Which one of you did I match with?”

“Me, I’m your Rarity,” said Rara. She tilted her head in confusion. “So… You’re DeepDickDemon?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise when you saw me. Speaking of surprising…” Sunset turned her attention to Rarity. “You’re the other Rarity, then?”

“Yes, ma’am. Pleasure to meet you.” Rarity smiled, hesitating slightly when Sunset offered a handshake. “Um… Are you certain, ma’am? I don’t know how much Goddess has told you about me, but most people don’t shake my hand these days.”

“Oh, yeah. Fair enough.” Instead of shaking Rarity’s hand, Sunset grabbed a great big handful of her fit, milky tits. “Is that better?” Rarity nodded, and Sunset let out a satisfied little hum, kneading Rarity’s breast casually for a bit before stopping to remove her leather jacket and toss it to the side. “So… Are you both DTF or is it just mine?”

“Well, my cunt is currently locked away, but my mouth is always available,” said Rarity. “Even still, the focus is on our friend Rara over here. She thinks she wants to be like me, and I wanted to have her experience a rough fucking. Just so she can get a taste before she commits to the real thing.”

“Cool. I’m gonna assume that everything you said in your account was legit? Total sub, no limits, extra rough?” asked Sunset. Rara nodded, which seemed good enough for Sunset. “Your funeral.”

“God, I hope so…” peeped Rara.

“So, full disclosure, I haven’t gotten laid in weeks, so I’m a little cranky. I’m probably gonna say some mean shit that I don’t really mean. We can hug it out in the morning, alright?” When Rara simply nodded, Sunset began unbuckling her belt, a sight that sent the sluts hearts a flutter. “You ready or…?”

“Sunset, I say this with absolutely no exaggeration,” said Rara. “I need you to fuck me more than I need to breathe right now.”

“Good.”

Sunset didn’t say much more before strutting forward to grab Rara by the collar, all but dragging her to bed. She threw Rara forward, and the whore-in-training fell forward onto her belly. Apparently, this was not to Sunset’s liking, because she quickly and aggressively flipped Rara onto her back before grabbing the front of her dress and yanking it down. Rara froze in fear at the aggression, her heart thumping so loudly that the sound drowned out the sound of her dress tearing by Sunset’s hand.

“I want to see your tits,” said Sunset plainly. She grabbed Rara’s petite breasts much more roughly than she groped Rarity, sinking her nails into the soft, delicate skin. “Shame you’re so flat. Kinda prefer big ones.”

“You know, if you were to own Rara the way Goddess Twilight owns me, you could just make her get implants,” suggested Rarity. She strolled around the pair and sat on the bed beside her counterpart, looking on with a bit of envy at the way she was being manhandled by the fiery Sunset. “Goddess Twilight has considered making my udders even fatter, but she hasn’t decided on a size yet. Last I heard, she was saying beach ball sized…”

“D-don’t you think it’s a little early for that kind of talk?” asked Rara nervously. Even as she spoke, Sunset let her jeans drop and she fished her cock from the depths of her panties; Perhaps due to her equine nature, Sunset was incredibly well-endowed, easily packing a tool twice the size of their waiter from earlier in the day. Rara’s eyes went wide, and her heart stopped when she considered that such a thing was due to be inside of her soon. “Sweet Mary, mother of Jesus, you’re big… Erm, I haven’t even decided if I actually want to be owned yet, or if I would want to be owned by Sunset.”

“Standing right here,” grunted Sunset.

“Oh, no, I didn’t mean anything by it! Just, you know, since we’re friends. I’d hate to make it weird for you, I just—Ah!”

Sunset evidently didn’t care to hear the rest of Rara’s sentence, because she chose that moment to slide half of her length into Rara’s desperate little pussy. She clawed at Rara’s meager tits as she pounded her pussy, leaving lines of angry red in the pasty flesh. Rara wailed, the pain and pleasure almost blinding in its intensity. Rarity smiled as she watched, incredibly proud of her student. The moans, the pants, the way Rara’s legs went up and spread to allow her cunt to be fucked even deeper, it all proved what Rarity already knew; Rara was shaping into an excellent fuckdoll.

“Oh, just who do you think you’re fooling, darling? Of course you want this. I’ve hardly had to convince you to go along with anything,” said Rarity. “You were made to be owned. You’re a toy that needs to be played with. A thing that needs to be used. And now you have a beautiful, powerful, slightly unhinged woman pummeling your guts, and you expect me to believe you don’t want this?” Rarity looked up at Sunset’s cocked brow, and quickly bared her tits to the superior woman. “No offense intended, Ms. Sunset. I happen to find ‘slightly unhinged’ to be incredibly sexy.”

“Don’t worry about it. If you’re going to be Celestia’s student, you kinda have to be at least a little fucked in the head,” admitted Sunset. “And, not gonna lie, your pussy is pretty nice. Wouldn’t mind having you around to fuck whenever I feel like it.”

“See? She’s willing to own you, too! You can’t let this opportunity pass you by, you have to grab it!” cheered Rarity. Sunset burrowed down, slamming her hips against Rara’s thighs hard enough to create a rhythmic slapping that echoed throughout the room. “She’s the perfect fit for you. Don’t think about it, don’t think about anything except how good it feels. How much she’s hurting you. How hard your pussy gushed at the idea of her fattening your worthless tits. How bad you want her to—”

“Breed me! Use me like a toy!” squealed Rara, her eyes rolling back in her head. She shrieked in delight as she came, her legs coming in tight to scissor around Sunset, who didn’t slow her assault in the slightest. “Rape me, break me, make me your fucking bitch!”

“Aw. They grow up so fast…”

“Hey, could you, like, shut up and eat my ass?” said Sunset, though her tone didn’t allow for it to sound like much of a request. “You want me to make her my personal fucksleeve? Help her empty my nuts and then we’ll talk.”

“If I wasn’t already claimed by the greatest mare to ever live, I think I might’ve just proposed to you,” said Rarity, licking her lips. She slid in close behind Sunset and gently laid her hands upon Sunset's toned, yet cush, cheeks. With a greedy little grin, Rarity dove into Sunset's ass, burying her tongue into her tight ass. She stayed burrowed between Sunset's glutes, holding on tight while the raging demon plowed the quivering slab of pussy in front of her.

Meanwhile, Rara was beside herself, unable to even choke out a moan for the force of her seemingly endless orgasm. With each deep thrust of Sunset’s fat meat, Rara could feel her climax slam into her, again and again for what felt like hours. Her legs, formerly squeezing tightly around Sunset’s core, went weak and limp down the side of the bed. She tried to reach up, to push Sunset away and give herself a reprise, but her arms refused her command. She just lay there, unflinching, nonresistant, unmoving save for the occasional twitch and jump of her thighs. If Rara was still breathing, she did not know how; If she was dead, she knew this must be heaven. And as she lay there, taking her breeding like a good hole, Rara could only muster one thought, like a light flashing in her mind.

This is all a cunt like me is good for.

Sunset let out a groan of delight as she buried herself in Rara’s abused cunt, her cock swelling as she spewed cum into Rara’s eager womb. Rarity relished in the feeling of Sunset’s hole constricting around her tongue in time with her sprays of sticky seed, and she finally pulled her face from her slightly stuffy little hideaway. Rarity licked her lips, savoring the taste of Sunset’s ass before standing up and taking a seat besides her counterpart on the bed. She laced their fingers together and patted Rara gently on the chest, though the Mirror Rarity couldn’t even muster the energy to turn her head and look at her teacher.

“How was it?” asked Rarity, mostly rhetorically.

“Sho… Sho good…” slurred Rara. “Want more… Fuck meeee…”

“Alright, that was pretty cool,” said Sunset with a grin. “Let’s maybe wait til morning to notarize the paperwork, but as far as owning you and fucking you as hard as I want, whenever I feel like it? I’m in.”

“I think I’m in love with your cock…”

“I’m gonna grab a drink, maybe take a quick shower. Don’t go anywhere,” said Sunset, finally pulling her bitchbreaker of a cock free from Rara’s pummeled tunnel. She tucked herself back in her jeans and sort of drifted towards the minibar. “If the other guys get here, let em fuck you. I like sloppy seconds.”

“Well, congratulations, darling,” said Rarity with a smile. “You found yourself an owner. My work here is done.”

“W-wait!” Rara grabbed Rarity by the hand with what felt like the last of her strength, and it was moreso the symbol of the gesture that stopped Rarity from rising, not so much the actual force behind it. “Tell me… What do I do next?”

“Where you go from here is up to you. If you wish to keep things simple and casual, just a free use relationship exclusive to Ms. Sunset, then that is perfectly fine. If you want to go deeper… Well, you’ll know what to do when you get there,” said Rarity. She stood up completely, but not before giving herself one last gentle kiss on the lips. “You don’t need me anymore.”

“But… Will I see you again?”

“I promise to keep in touch. Perhaps Goddess Twilight would be kind enough to set up a separate journal just for us. As for seeing each other?” Rarity giggled. “Do you really think my Goddess would turn down the chance to prove she can hurt her toy more than your Goddess?”

There was a knock on the door, surely the next guest, which said to Rarity that she really ought to leave before she found herself too desperate to join in the fun. She couldn’t, she needed to be on her way home. It was as she said: Her work was done.

“Goodbye for now, darling. I wish you the best of luck.” Rarity crossed the room to the door and opened it to find not one, not two, but four men standing in wait. Each of them tall, strong, athletic specimens, the type that could be capable of some serious damage if they weren’t careful. For Rara’s sake, Rarity hoped that they weren’t. “Good evening, gentlemen. I’d love to stay and play, but I’m afraid of got somewhere to be.” Rarity turned and winked to her counterpart, sprawled nude and too exhausted to escape from anyone’s grasp, should she so desire. “Rape her good, boys!”

And, with that, Rarity departed from the hotel, happy in the knowledge that, thanks to her help, there was one more living fleshlight in the world.