Solar Utopia

Chapter 3: Exploration

“Is it pleasing to you, Twily?” Moondancer asked through panting breaths, too focused on her task at hand to care about the drool running down her cheek.

Twilight moaned, nearly laying on top of her friend. Her mouth was open, her tongue was lolling out, and her entire body trembled with pure bliss coursing through it. “F-Feels so good!”

“Really?” Moondancer muttered, happy and proud that her actions were eliciting such reactions and pleasure for her friend’s enjoyment. As she laid under the lavender, a hand playing with her sensitive pearl while the other groped one of her breasts, pinching and squeezing her nipple every so often, she kissed the nape of her friend’s neck; sucking against her smooth fur and skin.

“Mmmmhhhhnnnn!” Moaned Twilight. Her whole body began to tremble more, the now-familiar feeling of euphoria approaching steadily. She could feel the hot, soft lips of Moondancer pressing against her neck, how her teeth scraped against her coat, her tongue lapping eagerly.

Their bodies were covered in sweat, the room was hot, the stench of repeated orgasms, ejaculate, sex, and passion encompassed it; intoxicating them and driving them forth to keep exploring the new fantastic world that had been opened to them. Then, she felt Moondancer introduce two of her fingers inside her marehood, the penetration alone was good, but soon she began to twist and move them around inside her; making her muscles expand and contract on their own as she craved for more of that wonderful sensation.

“Gaaaahhh! M-Moondancer!” Another moan erupted from her throat and her body stiffened. An orgasm rocked her world, another of who knows how many at that point, coursed through her body filling her with pleasant, intoxicating sensations all over again. Feeling weak, she rolled to the side, breathing heavily and enjoying the afterglow.

Her friend slowed her fingers down before slowly retrieving them from the depths of her pussy. The translucid, slimy liquid that now coated two of her fingers clung to them as it dribbled down her hand. She watched as Moondancer lured her fingers into her mouth only to then suck on them; greedily and eagerly sucking them clean.

Twilight felt her mind hazy, but not enough to stop her body from reaching out at her friend, kissing her passionately, and in return receiving the same treatment. Their hands traversed their bodies, ever exploring the new fields they had discovered. They groped at each other; breasts, thighs, hips, shoulders, buttocks. Nowhere was limited and everywhere was permitted, unable to halt their sensual touching and prodding and teasing.

The only goal that mattered was that of seeking and discovering new forms of pleasure; the lavender unicorn was vehemently decided to repay the lovely mare, her best and closest friend, the same one that had told her she loved her all the pleasure she had given her throughout their extended hours of investigations. Ending their near-ceaseless making-out just to breathe, Twilight found her voice. “You’ve given me so much, Moony. I think I must give you as much as you’ve given me.”

Moondancer mused over what her friend had in mind, taking that moment to reach out for her discarded glasses and put them back on. “What do you have in mind, Twily? Cunnilingus? Masturbation? Licking?” She shook her head slightly. “I don’t need you to rapey me for anything.”

“In that case, let me do it because I want to,” Twilight smiled warmly, kissing the nose of her companion. “What about kissing, Moony? I’ve noticed how much you like it~”

Moondancer nodded slowly, pausing only to lean to the side and kiss her friend’s lips again. “Kissing is my favorite activity so far, Twily. I really enjoy the feeling of warmth against them, the softness of another set of lips, the surface saltiness of fur and skin matted with a light sheen of sweat. I also relish being kissed just as much.”

Twilight narrowed her eyes, smiling sweetly at her friend. “Then… what if I were to propose to you that I’ll kiss your asshole?”

Moondancer froze for a moment but her heart began beating faster than ever, new sweat pouring out more than mere moments prior. “W-W-What are you talking about?”

“Please, Moony, I’m not blind,” Twilight continued. “I noticed how you looked at the pegasus couple, how Rainbow Dash got her asshole penetrated and seemed to enjoy it. You wish to find out if that can be possible, don’t you?

Moondancer sighed. “Yes… ever since I saw them I haven’t been able to stop thinking about them. It’s… bizarre,” she began, slowly as if to find the correct words to express herself with. “I can’t forget her expressions, how much she enjoyed having him penetrate her tail hole in such a way. Is it possible for that sort of activity to be pleasurable? I don’t remember a book ever mentioning nerve-glands located in the sphincter.”

“After everything we’ve seen and experienced, it wouldn’t surprise me that such information was redacted,” Twilight mused for a moment. Then, as Moondancer kept on staring at her in silence and with blushing cheeks, an idea began to form in her mind that soon meld together into an idea.

Using her magic, shaky as it was thanks to the continued exertion, the lavender unicorn made her friend float in the air for a few seconds before depositing her on the bed again on all fours, flanks up, and presenting her nethers to her.

“T-Twilight?” Moonader asked, but not in fear, just surprise.

Twilight blushed and pulled herself up until she was sitting on the bed. Smiling, she asked. “Do you want me to… kiss you down there?”

Moondancer nodded vigorously.

Twilight’s blush intensified. “Then, we must make sure you are clean, Moony,” her horn flared once more and a spell was cast, one that illuminated the tail hole of her dearest friend.

Moondancer couldn’t stop herself from grinning from ear to ear, her tail wagged behind her, and her body trembled in anticipation. “Y-You’re not against the idea!?” She asked, excited and shocked in equal measure.

“After everything we’ve done and experienced, I am quite curious myself if anal intercourse can be pleasurable. And if it is… how much?” Twilight replied, smirking. “There, you should be clean.”

“Sanitization spell,” Moondancer concluded. “No offense, Twilight, but fine-tuning spells were always my specialty,” her horn lit and recast the spell on herself, just to make sure. “I’ve never misspelled before, now have I?” Moondancer said with some pride.

“You’re quite eager for it, are you not?”

“Very,” she groaned and her horn lost its magic. “All done. How does it look?”

Twilight gulped but her smile never left her. Hygiene was of paramount importance for obvious reasons on Equestria and she was happy to discover Luna’s nation also practiced it. But now that she was confronted by the moist nethers of her friend, how her labia was partly split to reveal the supple pink flesh inside, how her clitoris had noticeably engorged, and just how clean and polished her tight pucker looked just a few centimeters above her vaginal canal, she felt her curiosity get the better of her.

A rather fascinating trait she’d gained as of late.

Approaching slowly, she finally replied. “Appealing. Clean.” Using her hands, she grasped the two pale buttocks and gave them a firm squeeze before using her thumbs to spread her friend’s asshole wide until she groaned lustfully. Leaning her head a bit closer, something caught her attention. “It even smells like lavender.”

Not wasting another moment, she drove two of her fingers down to her nethers, coating them with her juices. After just a couple of seconds, she withdrew them completely soaked. Tracing the outer rim of her butthole was an easy task and the contact made the red-maned unicorn quiver and tremble with rising excitement.

Whatever possible fear or doubt she had was burned away when she felt the two fingers of Twilight pierce through the opening of her rear hole. “GGYYAAAAHH!” She screamed, even though there was some pain in that push it was dwarfed by the tidal wave of pleasure she felt. Her muscles clenched tightly against the two intruders until they were safely nestled within her up to the knuckles.

Twilight then began to twist her hand around, move her fingers inside, and slowly move them back and forth; in and out in a crude simulacrum of what the stallion, Soarin, had been doing to Rainbow Dash. After a minute of inspection, Twilight withdrew her fingers and licked them clean, imitating what her friend had done previously in full view of her wide, trembling, unfocused eyes.

“DO IT!” Moondancer demanded. “Please, I need it! K-Kiss my anus, Twily! Tell me that you like it, please, and do it!”

“Your asshole is beautiful,” she said, blushing and setting up to continue with her exploration. “It’s small but flexible and it twitches constantly. So beautiful.”

“Please, yes, please, Twily,” Moondancer replied, salivating and begging her to hurry. In truth, she wished for nothing more than push back against Twilight’s face, but she knew that that was not only extremely rude but also undeserving. Her whole body trembled and she could feel her tail hole clenching against empty air while Twilight forced it to remain gaping.

She could feel the warmth of Twilight’s breathing as she approached her soft, luscious lips to her waiting butthole. Time stretched into millennia only to torment her but then it suddenly happened. Twilight’s lips kissed the exterior flesh of her tail hole creating a perfect ring during their union.

Soon, far too soon for Moondancer’s liking, the kiss ended but the feeling remained. “MMMMMMMMHHHHhhhhh!” She let out a deep, guttural moan now that her goal was completed. She breathed out, satisfied. “T-Thank you, Twily~”

That’s when Twilight pressed her lips against her ring of flesh once more.

“Twily!?”

Twilight didn’t reply with words, only actions. Her hands got a better grip on her friend’s asscheeks and she pressed more firmly against her rear hole. The flavor was a bit murky, but that was due to lingering sweat and her marecum. Otherwise, it was no different than cunnilingus, she concluded. She was aware that she had already fulfilled Moondancer’s request, but she was certain her friend desired more. And she also wanted to give the wonderful mare all that she could give, if possible.

“AAAAAHhhhhhh! Y-Yeeeesssssshhhhhh~! K-Keep kissing my tail hole, Twily~! It feels so good! Wonderful! M-more! MORE!” Moondancer demanded, her arms giving out but her hips remained raised high, unwilling to end their union so quickly.

“Mmmmhhmmm~,” Twilight moaned in response. It’s not the same as kissing her lips or performing cunnilingus, but it is similar. Good. That means I can use everything I’ve learned so far, she thought at the same time she planned on what to do next.

Her lips crashed against the outer rim she was getting familiar with, sending her friend into an uncontrollable fit of shaking and trembling. She could hear the faint sounds of her striking the bedsheets with her hands in a desperate attempt to not lose her mind.

It was illogical, she knew that, but she didn’t care much that it should be illogical for her to enjoy kissing the tail hole of her friend as much as she was, and yet, she craved more. She’d come to enjoy hearing her moans, those little quips of pleasure, her uneasy breathing, her warm, trembling body. At first, she held onto the hope that perhaps sex wasn’t all that great. But after tasting just a little sip from that forbidden cup, she couldn’t stop. Wouldn’t stop.

Didn’t want to stop.

Even now, doing something that not even the books she adored and revered ever described filled her not with disgust but with excitement. Yes, she had been nervous at first, but now she was immersing herself in a new form of pleasure. Driven by the need to do more, explore more, her kisses grew in fervent ardor and passion.

The smacking of her lips and the sound of playful, lustful smooches filled the bedroom though they were overwhelmed by the constant moans of Moondancer. What had started as simple kisses had turned into a full make-out session with her asshole. Her hands kept her hole wide open and her lips only split away from her flesh enough to gasp for air; she pressed her face against her ass until those wonderful, bouncing, soft cheeks threatened to envelop her face were she to let go of her grasp.

Wishing to give her friend the best experience she could muster, the lavender unicorn plunged her tongue inside her tight, clenching sphincter. Instincts and lust had overtaken her senses and now she moved her tongue all over the insides of her friend; pushing back against her flesh, swirling it around inside wildly, and sliding it as deeply as she physically could.

Moondancer openly yelled and moaned and bit and drooled, she could literally see hearts in her vision as white noise began to ring on her ears. Her entire body was trembling and amidst the pleasure, she felt afraid. She knew an orgasm was approaching but this one was different, she could feel it like a storm gathering at her very core.

Then, the lightning struck.

“AAAAAAHHHHHH! T-TWILIGHT!” Moondancer shouted, her hands gripped the furry sheets with all her might a couple of seconds before unleashing a torrent of gushing marecum. She then bit down on the sheets, wishing to contain her screams of pure bliss, though she only managed to turn them into loud, guttural squeals while she smiled and drooled and trembled without stop as an Equestria-shattering climax coursed through her body.

Twilight, fueled by Moondancer’s reactions, coiled her tongue around her hole; lapping, licking, and prodding every inch she could reach. She also began to suck against her asshole, ending each deep, thorough kiss with a popping wet sound and enjoying the unique feeling of having her tongue being pulled and squeezed at the same time by the fleshy ring of her best friend’s rear hole.

It finally ended after Moondancer came a second time. She didn’t announce it in words as she couldn’t fathom the strength to utter them and instead squealed loudly, sharply. Her body gave out but Twilight refused to let her go just yet. Withdrawing her tongue from her depths, she kissed and licked the surface of her taint before moving to do the same with her dock. A final chaste kiss on her ring marked the end of their session and Twilight stumbled back, surprised.

“I… I didn’t expect to like that as much as I did!” She breathed out, eyes wide. “How about you, Moony? Did you enjoy it? Was it everything you thought it’d be?” She asked in a hopeful tone.

Moondancer nodded eagerly, tears of joy running down her cheeks and the truest, happiest smile she could give plastered on her face.

The two mares laid together for long moments, utterly spent… for now. Minutes passed, each of them slowly moving to the driest spot on the bed in order to cuddle and let their racing hearts and trembling bodies rest. When their breathing was normalized and the pleasurable burning in their muscles finally flickered out, Moondancer spoke.

“Twily, I don’t feel corrupted by Chaos. Do you?”

Twilight shook her head. “Not at all… and that worries me… everything we’ve seen and experienced so far seems to contradict everything we were taught and grew up with… and at the same time, there is no disorder to be found. There is control, there is stability, there is Harmony down here…,” she shook her head. “But right now, I don’t want to think about that too much.”

“Haha! Good idea, Twily,” Moondancer mewled as she cuddled closer against her friend, the mare she loved, and began to play with one of her breasts. “It amazes me how quickly we adapted to being naked… I no longer feel uncomfortable by it.”

“I feel the same way,” undisturbed by her friend’s hand groping her breasts, jumping from one to the other every few squeezes, a thought came to her. “Do you think sex feels the same way if we do it with a stallion?”

Moondancer paused for a moment. “Remember what the books said? Pony procreation can only be achieved when stallion sperm and mare ovum interact. Sex used to be the only means for it to happen until magical impregnations became the norm… if sex between two mares feels this good, then sex with a stallion must feel even better,” she gulped. “Penises are quite intimidating, are they not? But also so… tempting.”

Twilight snuggled closer. “Perhaps we should continue our experimentation further?”

Moondancer nodded then yawned. “We should sleep… I’m exhausted after our in-depth investigation,” she joked.

“Was that humor? Where did you even… you know that humor was banned… actually, nevermind,” Twilight yawned. “Let’s just sleep.”

The two mares cuddled closer, their legs intertwining and breasts pushing against each other to create a pillow between them. They fell asleep within seconds, happy to share their tight embrace.

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They woke up nearly at the same time, their bodies experiencing some aching after everything they had done but it wasn’t uncomfortable. After getting out of bed and taking a long, nice bath, they left their chambers in search of Luna. They didn’t have to search long as said alicorn was making her way down the same hallway flanked by a couple of guards.

“Ah, most fortunate!” Luna exclaimed once they were within hearing range. “Good morning, my friends, was your night pleasant?”

“Yes, quite so.”

“Remarkably pleasant.”

They replied simultaneously, smiling and blushing as they did. Luna examined them for just a few seconds and then smiled knowingly. “I can imagine just how pleasurable your sleep was~,” she said in a teasing tone. “Come, I cleared my morning schedule so we may have breakfast together. Afterward, we can go visit the Red Light District. I was planning on showing you the lower levels today. However, given your current discoveries, the lower levels can wait for another time.”

“Thank you, Luna,” Twilight replied and both unicorns bowed. “Excuse me, Luna, but what do you mean by ‘lower levels’? Is this not the bottom of this enormous cavern system?”

“Technically speaking, this is the bottom, but there are some places that go deeper, though often not by much. Answer me this question, did you see any foals yesterday?” Luna asked with her two guests walking right next to her instead of behind her.

The two unicorns blinked.

“S-She’s right,” Moondancer began. “We haven’t seen a single foal, filly, or colt since we arrived. May we know why, Luna?”

“They’re living in the lower levels,” she said, as if that was the most natural thing in the world. “Think of it as a miniature city that resides below this city. There, every foal that is born is taken care of, receives an education, and they are told of how life is up here. Then, once they are of age, they go through a small ceremony where they join us up here.”

“I have so many questions!” Twilight clapped her hands, unable to contain herself from jumping like an excited filly. “I never thought about how the minds of children would be influenced and work under different teaching methods and systems!”

“While I share your enthusiasm, Twily, I think we can leave that for later or another time? I’m-” she gulped. “-rather interested in the Red Light District.”

“No need to worry, my friends,” Luna said as she tried (and failed) to contain her giggling. “We can visit the lower levels tomorrow or the day after if you’d prefer. You’ll be staying with us for the next few days, after all.”

“I suppose so,” Twilight hummed. “Then, Luna, you mentioned we would be having breakfast, correct?”

“That is correct.”

Both unicorns gulped and exchanged gazes. “W-Will it have taste?” Moondancer asked, a bit too hopeful.

Luna smirked. “I’m afraid I made a mistake yesterday, friends. Do not worry, I made sure every dish was as tasteless as your nutrient cubes.”

“Oh…,” both mares stopped for a moment, crestfallen and trying to hide the sudden wave of swelling sadness growing in their chests.

Luna burst out laughing a moment later. “I’m joking! I’m joking! Oh my stars! Your faces were priceless!”

Twilight was the first to talk. “W-What that… humor? Why would something so cruel be considered as humor!?”

Luna stopped laughing and was now regretting what she’d done. “Somehow I didn’t see this coming,” they twisted around a corner and the smell of delicious warm food filled the air. “I’m sorry for playing a joke on you, Twilight, Moondancer. Come, I’ll explain what kind of joke this one was and how ‘something so cruel’ is actually harmless humor.”

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After eating their breakfast and understanding that Luna had truly just played a joke on them, they made their way to the Red Light District. During their travel, the two unicorns made sure to pay more attention to everything that happened around them, most notably any couple engaging in sexual practices. They took mental notes for later use and experimentation: positions, movements, techniques. They took it all in, determined to even use the more crass words and expressions they heard being used.

Once they arrived at the market and at the area in which the skimpy clothing, Moondancer asked pointing at the entrance of said place. “Why is it called the Red Light District? Is it because of those crystals?”

Luna stared at the red crystals that symbolized the entrance of the district and shook her head. “Now that you mention it… I don’t know why it has that name. It is a term that originated long before I was born and arrived here in the first place. Regardless, the Red Light District is the area of the market specialized in sex and sex-related products. In there, anyone can get a tattoo, find clothing, get piercings, and--Oh, look at that mare over there,” she said, pointing at a thestral mare just past the entrance of the district. She was bending down and unknowingly showing them her posterior to them.

Twilight and Moondancer watched and noticed two things. The first was that her tail hole was obstructed by some sort of plug and the second was that at each side of her dock’s base two small metallic studs were resting.

“What is she using?” Twilight asked, no disgust discernable in her voice, just curiosity.

“She’s using an anal plug. Pretty fancy, if I have to say so myself and one of the latest fashion trends thanks to Rarity. The studs would be piercings,” Luna pointed out. “Anal plugs are an example of the many types of sex toys you can only find in the Red Light District.”

“Isn’t it uncomfortable to have something lodged up your rectum for a long time?” Moondancer asked, her asshole tingling with not a small amount of longing.

“It depends on the pony, some really enjoy it while others don’t mind them much,” Luna replied. She was about to advance when she noticed Twilight’s expression reflected that she was deep in thought. “Is something the matter, Twilight?”

Twilight shook her head. “N-No, Luna. I’m only curious about how that would feel like,” she replied, smiling.

“In that case, let’s go! Truth be told, I’ve been meaning to see if there are new thong models,” Luna admitted, a light blush tingeing her cheeks.

The trio made their way into the deceptively large and ample Red Light District. The entrance was almost identical to the rest of the market, but the more they peered into it, the more they saw how different it was from everything else they had seen so far. Of course, the carvings and artistic displays were still prevalent but their meaning had taken an entirely sexual tone. Fellation, cunnilingus, intercourse between two or more individuals and many other depictions they didn’t understand were present.

They browsed stall after stall, shop after shop, finding not only the thongs, mini-skirts, and thin pieces of clothing they had seen before, but so much more. Luna had to guide them but she didn’t mind it and they were learning so much. Bikinis, panties of all types, purposes, and shapes, gloves, boots, mascaras, shadow masks, dildos, anal and vaginal plugs, gag balls, choke collars, ropes, whips, cuffs, and anal beads!

“I could have never imagined that such things existed!” Moondancer exclaimed, a blush present on her cheeks but her previous recoil at such concepts was now gone and forgotten. “The objects meant to bring harm, the whips and paddles, how can inter-- how can sex be better with them if they all do is bring pain?”

Luna grabbed a whip, holding it with a good measure of practiced ease. “It depends, really. Some ponies like to feel a little pain mixed with pleasure, others simply like the threat of being struck, but not the actual pain. Personally, I’m not into bondage or domination all that much,” she said before returning the whip to where it belonged; the owner of the stall smiling cordially at her.

“Luna, may I ask something?”

“You just did but you can ask another,” Luna replied, smirking.

Moondancer giggled and Twilight blushed, embarrassed. “We--”

“Last call! Last call!” The shouts of a stallion cut whatever she was going to ask as he made the three of them look his way. “Rarity’s Fashion Show is about to begin! Rarity’s Fashion Show is about to begin!” He kept repeating the same message over and over as he walked around the district.

The alicorn’s expression turned to shock. “That was today!? My friends, we must hurry!” She called and her horn illuminated. A moment later, an aura of magic surrounded the two unicorns and they were lifted off the ground. Then she began to trot, nearly running in all likelihood, towards the unknown.

Twilight and Moondancer remained motionless and speechless, opting to let their hostess carry them to whatever destination she was heading towards in such a hurry. Everything was clear less than three minutes later when she reached the entrance of a large decorated building with a large wooden banner that had the words ‘Rarity’s Sensual Fashions’ carved on it.

The unicorns felt their mouths open involuntarily when they saw the exterior of the shop. The carvings on the walls were there, but they didn’t depict sex, nudity, or anything of the sort. Instead, the carvings were of clothes: bras, bikinis, robes, socks, lingerie, gloves, panties. Not only that, but there were mannequins secured behind glass walls wearing clothes that would never exist in Equestria.

Luna wasn’t the only one there, as several dozens of ponies were also present waiting for the doors to open. Almost on cue, the doors flung open and a chime was heard. Ponies walked inside the establishment in an orderly fashion. “S-Sorry,” Luna stammered, blushing profusely as she returned her two guests back to their hooves. “I think I got a bit too excited there. I’m a big fan of Rarity ever since she arrived and single-handedly revolutionized fashion all across the Underlands.”

Twilight shook her head. “There is no need to apologize, Luna. being able to see you blush and act like that was an enjoyable experience,” she blushed, trying to hide behind the bangs of her mane. “Y-You looked really cute.”

Luna returned the smile. “Thank you, Twilight. You and Moondancer are also positively adorable. Now, follow me! The show is about to begin. I’m sure you’re going to love it!”

Moondancer watched Luna get lost amidst the crowd before turning to her friend only to find Twilight in deep thought again. “Twily?”

“I know I’ve heard that name before… Rarity… Rarity... But I can’t quite put my finger on it,” shaking her head in frustration, she leaned to kiss her friend’s lips. “Let’s go?”

With a nod from Moondancer the two followed the blue alicorn. Inside, they found the crystals illuminating everything were dimmed down, not enough to be in complete darkness. They noticed that there were several rows of chairs ordered in a semi-circular fashion around an elevated walkway of sorts. Near the walls, they spotted more of the mannequins wearing all sorts of different clothing and some even sported robes in a similar fashion to those of Equestria, though comparing those to what they were seeing didn’t do it justice.

They spotted Luna without trying much to find her and found her sitting on a small barred section sitting on the front row with a few other ponies behind her. They made their way to her and sat at each of her sides.

“In case you’re wondering,” she whispered. “This is a VIP section for Rarity’s sponsors. I always make sure to reserve at least five seats, just in case.”

Suddenly, the lights dimmed even more except for the illumination on the walkway and a voice echoed in the room. “Thank you all for coming to my latest Fashion Parade! I promise you won’t be disappointed! It is bold! It is fetching! It is sensual! Your body does so much for you so it’s only fair for you to do something nice for it once in a while. Why not decor it with one of the many new models you’re about to see. Spoiler alert! They can be used for private fun or everyday comfort!”

The curtains at the end of the walkway opened up to reveal a mare. Ponies clapped as she approached the center stage. “Good evening, everypony. I’m your hostess Rarity and I hope you enjoy the show we have in store for you! The show shall begin in a few minutes once I deal with last-minute minor decorative obstacles!”

Twilight and Moondancer were momentarily stunned by the appearance of the alabaster unicorn in front of them. Her mane and tail were of a deep purple color, which made her stand out even more. They were arranged with elegant curls the likes they had never seen being used before outside history books. Her breasts were ample and bigger than theirs by not an insignificant margin; her purple nipples were decorated with two small silver rings. The rest of her figure was shapely and well defined without being athletic, her hips were ample, her belly slim, her buttocks generous, and her legs were slender and long but also showing she was no delicate flower either.

Her clit wasn’t safeguarded behind the small pouch of flesh their labia provided, instead, it was exposed, flanked by two small studs at each side and adorned by what appeared to be diamonds, the same kind that adorned her flanks symbolizing her Cutie Mark.

The white unicorn stepped down the walkway and made her way to where they were sitting, each step accentuated with a sway of her hips.

“Of course!” Twilight said, her voice hushed as only Moondancer and Luna heard her. “I knew that I heard the name Rarity before. She’s Rarity Belle Unicorn, is she not?”

Luna nodded. “I’m surprised you know of her at all, Twilight. But yes, you are most correct. She is the one you claim to be.”

“Rarity Belle Unicorn was exiled years ago, isn’t that right?” Moondancer asked, unsure. “Why was she exiled, Twily?”

“I can’t remember,” Twilight replied, trying hard to remember.

Luna placed a hand on their shoulders and lightly squeezed them. “We can ask her now,” she said, using a wing to point at Rarity now close enough to hear them. She stood up and met the unicorn with a tight hug. “Rarity, it is so good to see you again. I am itching to see what your mind has to offer for this show!”

“Luna!” Rarity cried out, returning the hug sharing the same enthusiasm as the alicorn; their breasts pressing against each other.

Moondancer and Twilight watched with wide-open eyes how Luna and Rarity shared a short, tongue-filled kiss.

Pulling back, Rarity continued. “Darling, I saw you and your lovely companions the moment I stepped out. I am ever so sorry I couldn’t greet immediately, alas, business came first.”

Luna shook her head. “No need to apologize, Rarity. I understand.”

Rarity smiled in return, then leaned against her ear. “Darling, it is fortunate that your duties allowed you to come this day, for I need your help and that of your friends.”

“Say no more, Rarity. What do you need?” Luna asked, glancing at the two unicorns and silently motioning them to stand up.

“Come with me, please, hurry!” Rarity rushed to the back of her stage, a hand clasped on Luna’s to drag the alicorn with her while Twilight and Moondancer followed closely behind. They soon made it into the backstage and saw several models getting ready and other aides helping them put on cosmetics and do other tasks the two unicorns had no knowledge about. It didn’t take long for them to reach a secluded part of her considerable large store. “My private studio will have to suffice for now.”

Luna stepped forth. “What is it that you need, Rarity?”

Rarity’s collected visage crumbled to reveal not a small amount of panic. “Oh, Luna, it is terrible! One of my premiere models got infected with green thorn yesterday, darling. Yesterday! Her line outfits will be ruined if I don’t manage to fix them up before the show starts!”

“How about a replacement?” Luna winked, striking a pose and pinching one of her nipples. Moondancer blushed while Twilight nearly fainted, unable to hide her wide smile.

Rarity let out an awkward laugh before replying. “While your offer is more than appreciated, Luna, and I would absolutely love to have you model for me, you are too big to act as her replacement. But if you are willing, I need you to put on at least some of her line so I can fix it to match one of my other regular models.”

“Excuse me, Miss Rarity?” Moondancer interjected. “Why don’t you use your other models?”

“Because they’re getting ready for their own lines already! I can’t salvage all of them, not with the time I got left, but I can at least save the ones on the premiere!” Rarity exclaimed, stomping her hoof with determination. Then, her eyes widened and she turned her attention to Twilight and Moondancer. “Wait a second…”

Without saying anything else, she used her magic to bring a measuring tape to her and became motion incarnate as she zoomed in and around them, taking measurements in record time. “My dears, you have such exquisite bodies, the charming touch of a scholar never fails, and so similar yet different at the same time, the subtleties are there!” Coming to a halt in front of them, she smiled and shivered as she caressed her body with her hands. “Luna, your friends are just perfect! You have to help me! Here, put these on while I set everything else!”

“W-Wait, what?” Twilight muttered, confused, but all she got were three sets of clothing being levitated to her. Moondancer got another three and Luna a final set.

“Twilight?” Luna began. “Let’s just do what she told us to do. Once Rarity is in one of her moods, there’s no stopping her,” she said as seriously as possible, but she couldn’t hide the small smirk forming at the edges of her mouth nor camouflage the tone of humor in her voice. “Besides, there is nothing wrong in wearing some skimpy clothes in front of each other, or is there one?”

“No, I believe there is none, Luna,” Twilight replied, noticing the not-so-subtle meaning behind Luna’s words.

“Perfect,” Luna replied, nodding. She turned to Moondancer to convince her but found the glasses-wearing mare already putting on a sinfully short blue-colored skirt, a small shirt that had openings so that her nipples and areolas could be left exposed, and a choker. She felt her cheeks burn slightly at the sight of the scholar. “Myyyyy~ you’re quite eager, Moondancer.”

“I am eager to learn and experience more!” She replied, blushing but smiling. “W-Wow… why do I feel more naked with these clothes on than without them?”

“My new line of ‘Naughty Schoolgirl’ is as stunning as I designed it! Hmmm, a bit rough on the edges, yes, your breasts are a bit larger and your hips and waist somewhat more pronounced than that of Midnight Shadow, yes, I see where I can adapt it!” Rarity said before launching herself with a horde of needles, scissors, threads, and more. It took mere seconds for the mare to finish and when she was done, she stepped back. “Tadaaa~”

Luna and Twilight admired the pale yellow-coated mare for long seconds. She looked virtually identical to before but even Twilight could tell that the clothes her friend was wearing fit her like a glove. For Luna it was a familiar sight, having no problem to nod and smile in approval. But for Twilight the experience was, again, a new one. Moondancer was pretty, beautiful, that was a fact. But in that outfit, she thought she looked positively sexy and alluring.

Moondancer, on the other hand, loved it. The feeling of exposure, the sensation of the skimpy clothes, and the way Luna and Twilight were staring at her fascinated her and filled her with confidence. “H-How do I look?”

“You look smashing, dear!” Rarity answered, clapping happily. “Dear, if you could please indulge me for a moment, but could you sit on that desk over there?” She pointed at a nearby stone desk. Moondancer did as told. “Hmmm, now, could you spread your legs and lean a little to the front as if you were reading a book? Do try to put your rear slightly out, darling.”

“I will try,” Moondancer said, blushing but also excited. The pose that Rarity wanted was surprisingly easy to emulate. “Like this?”

“Perfect! Now, bring a finger up to your lips and give me your most innocent expression!” Rarity commanded.

Moondancer once again obeyed. Putting on that innocent look proved to be a bit difficult but she still did her best. Driven by her boost in confidence and the ogling, expecting eyes of the three mares watching her she did her best; inspiring her in the process to take some initiative and wink at them.

“Unnfffff~,” Luna murmured, licking her lips in approval.

“You’re a natural, darling!” Rarity squealed.

Twilight stood in silence, stunned by her friend’s sudden burst of sexiness. Her eyes examined every inch of her companion in full detail once more but it wasn’t enough. There was a deep-seated urge to rush to her just to deliver as many kisses, gropes, and licks as possible, but she contained them easily. Or it was easy until she noticed Moondancer’s pussy moistening. She could feel her throat ache and she licked her lips, fresh memories of their exploration; her taste, her moans, her warmth. The unique sensation of swallowing her tangy, delicious nectar still resonated clear in her mind.

The lavender unicorn shook her head and picked one of the three sets Rarity had given her once Moondancer was done posing. I can hardly believe that clothing, of all things, could be used for the sole purpose of increasing one’s sexuality, but Moony just proved to me it is possible… I wonder if Equestria once had a rich clothing tradition and artistry? She asked herself trying to wrap her head around what she had just witnessed.

Deciding to leave it for another time, she inspected one of the sets of clothes in her hands and she recognized it as a bikini. It was little more than patches of cloth attached to strings that didn’t even cover her areolas and left much of her pussy exposed. She noticed Moondancer blushing hard as she ate her with her eyes and Luna was too busy putting on a set of black leathery straps on her abdomen, a thong, a bra that only cupped her breasts, and she held a transparent anal plug in one hand.

“This is not really my style, but I find them otherwise fitting, nnffff. You were right, Rarity, this is too tight for me!” Luna said while turning around and moving side to side to examine her body and the clothes. The fashionista was upon her a second later, adjusting and readjusting everything in record time not to make it fit the Princess, but to alter it in ways only her talented, perceptive mind could understand.

In a matter of seconds, it was done. “There we go, Luna. I must say, this may not be for you but you still look smashing!” With a happy hum, she turned to Twilight but whatever she had in mind stopped as her eyes widened. “Aha! Luna, Twilight? Could you please pose for me, too? I know our time is limited and it is quite selfish of me to ask you to do this, but I simply must see you posing!”

Luna giggled. “Twilight?”

Twilight nodded. “Of course. It would be rude to say no.”

“Splendid! Now, could you please stand in front of each other? Yes, just like that,” Rarity commanded and watched with a critical eye while the two mares followed her instructions. “Luna, place your hands on Twilight’s waist and, if you can, lift her up. Marvelous! Twilight, darling, your blush is adorable and exactly what I wanted. Please, place your hands on Luna’s shoulders. Oh, do mind your shivering, dear. Now, lean forward and part your lips as if you’re about to kiss. YES! Just like that! Hold that pose, I must see it in detail!”

Twilight could feel her heart threatening to explode while her eyes trembled and her vision was blurry as she looked directly into Luna’s beautiful cyan eyes. She could feel the warmth of her breath as their lips were mere millimeters away from connecting. For a moment she thought about closing the distance and let their lips mold together into a desirable, warm kiss. But fear kept her from doing so, the fear that she might insult the alicorn in some way, after all, she had yet to give her permission to do such brazen things. Her vaginal walls clenched and she could feel her mare juice run down her thighs.

Moondancer admired the scene before her and found herself feeling jealous in two different ways. She was jealous of Luna for being able to hold Twilight in such a way and she was jealous of Twilight for being held by Luna in such a manner. The way the breasts of the unicorn rested on top of Luna’s, how the alicorn held Twilight so easily, so gently, and how close their lips were from touching drew not jealousy but rather an intense desire to see it happen. To see Twilight and Luna kiss and for her to kiss the alicorn and her friend afterward.

She never heard Rarity command them to end their posing, but when they did, she decided to put on another set of clothes… despite how much her pussy was leaking. Focusing on her clothing again, it surprised her to see a robe similar to the ones she had known all her life, but the modifications were clear. It didn’t cover anywhere near as much, it hugged her skin leaving a long but thin loin and rear cloth to dangle from her nethers, exposing her legs. It also hugged her waist and covered her breasts just enough to expose a sizable cleavage.

“Amazing,” Moondancer whispered. “This is so amazing. Art… Twily, this is art! How can clothing be art?”

“Daa-haaaa-aaahhhrling~! Anything can be art!” Rarity answered, smiling from ear to ear. “Sculpting, painting, weaving, smithing! The way your body moves, your voice, even simple gestures can be art! It is a calling, a voice, a deep-rooted need to express your ideas and share with the world in the only way you know how to do it! Sing it! Write it! Mold it! It doesn’t matter how, but that need is always there,” eyeing Twilight up a few times, the alabaster unicorn nodded in approval before moving close to Moondancer, needles, scissors, and thread at the ready. “Are you also exiles, darlings? Or are you escapees wishing to run away from that cesspool Celestia calls a utopia?”

Twilight and Moondancer felt their mouths open and anger rose inside them, ready to defend the Princess of the Sun but Luna stepped in first.

“It’s not that simple this time, Rarity. Rarity, I officially present you Twilight Sparkle and Moondancer, Scholars of Celestia. Twilight, Moondancer, this is Rarity Belle Unicorn, the greatest fashion designer I’ve ever met.”

“Charmed!” Rarity said, delighted. She stopped a moment later and her eyes widened. “Excuse me, darling, but did you say ‘Scholars of Celestia’? As in Silver Collar-wearing students of Celestia?” She asked, slowly turning to Luna who was putting on her second dress.

Luna nodded. Rarity squealed and began bowing her head profusely at her fellow unicorns. “I am so, so very sorry my dears! I meant no… well, no, yes, I meant a lot of disrespect, but I assure you that had I known, I wouldn’t be so brazen about it! I hope that you can forgive me for my uncouth attitude and words!”

Twilight closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Opening her eyes, the glare she had reserved for the alabaster unicorn wasn’t as fierce as it initially was. “Rarity… please, refrain yourself from insulting our home and Princess Celestia in our presence again. Such barbarism isn’t necessary.”

“But your apology is accepted,” Moondancer added, looking at her companion and nodding in approval.

Rarity let out a sigh of relief. Then she turned to Luna. “May I know how it is possible for Scholars of Celestia to be here, Luna?”

Luna scratched the back of her head. “It’s complicated, Rarity. They’re neither exiles nor refuges as you probably have guessed by now. They are here under orders of my sister and that’s all I will say about it.”

“Then I shan't pry about it any further, my dear. Everypony has their own motives, after all,” with a final move of her wrist and flick of her scissors, she stepped back and beamed with pride. “Perfect! Oh, Rarity, you really outshine yourself sometimes~”

Feeling curious, Moondancer spoke up. “Though, I am curious. Rarity, how did you know we are scholars?”

Like that, Rarity’s mood normalized. “Darling, your body tells me a lot more than your words ever could with a simple glance. Your posture, your smooth hands, your physique, even your eyes. And I meant what I said earlier: you two are quite exquisite!” Fidgeting a little, she pointed at the second ensemble Twilight was holding onto. “Now that bygones are bygones, could you please help me, Twilight? I am in desperate need of aid. A body is so much better than a mannequin.”

“Of course. I would be happy to help you, Rarity,” Twilight replied, taking a second look at the outfit she was about to wear. A fishnet shirt with fishnet panties, simple yet provocative. Turning to Luna, she found the alicorn was now wearing some sort of short, skimpy robe but it was almost completely transparent. And yet, the robe exalted Luna’s figure, not her nudity and she felt her pussy moistening to the point some of it began to leak down her thighs. “You look beautiful, Luna,” she said without thinking.

“Thank you, Twilight!” Luna turned to Moondancer and her eyes widened, then she turned to Rarity. “Rarity, I want one of those! Silver, dark blue, and purple, just the way I like it! I’ve been dying to add another toga to my collection!”

Rarity nodded. “What about the nightgown, dear?”

“It is quite appealing, I admit that but I don’t believe I’ll be taking this one,” the alicorn replied. “I don’t think it fits me.”

“It fits you! It really does! It was made for you!” Twilight blurted out while Moondancer nodded vividly. A moment later, the two unicorns tried to hide their massive blushes but Luna just laughed.

“My, my, my~! It seems I have two more admirers, Rarity. Mmmm, you know what? I’d also like a nightgown upscaled for my size,” she said in a playful, teasing manner whilst eyeing both red-faced unicorns.

Rarity giggled in response.

The three impromptu models quickly tried out their remaining set. For Luna, she wore a spider-silk garter belt, doing a pose that had her legs spread in an upside-down ‘V’ shape as she leaned forward with her upper half. Twilight wore a tube top that cupped her breasts and a pair of frilly panties. Her pose was of her sitting cross-legged on the stone desk giving a sultry look (or in her case the best one she could) and spanking one of her buttocks. Finally, Moondancer put on a pair of thigh-high stockings, a g-string, and a tiny bra that barely covered her nipples, leaving her areolas exposed. She posed standing up doing a ‘4’, using a hand to cup her breasts, and seductively biting on her lower lip.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Oh, with your help I believe I managed to save the premiere elements of this set and just in time, too!” Rarity said as she put the finishing touches on their clothes they were wearing. With a snap and a tug of a thread, everything was done and the three mares removed their outfits. “Moondancer, you’re a natural model! If you decide to extend your stay, please, I would be sincerely grateful and welcome you with open arms, dear.”

“I appreciate the offer, Rarity, as I do welcome your kind words. This experience was certainly entertaining and enjoyable. I… can’t remember the last time I had this much fun,” she glanced at Twilight, smiling meekly. “Aside from last night, that is. But I’m afraid we will be leaving in a matter of days.”

“A shame,” Rarity exhaled slowly, deeply, her disappointment was palpable but that wasn’t enough to make her stop smiling. “If you ever decide to return, my offer stands as well as an invitation to share a cup of tea or coffee. This offer also extends to you, of course, Twilight.”

“But not the modeling invitation?” Twilight asked, confused.

“You are exquisite, Twilight, but your friend over here has the spark of a model! She shows little hesitation for what I can offer. I can understand why you would be more… reserved, dear. Your nervousness is apparent, but don’t you worry, you will learn to love the sensation of beauty and allure that only clothing can bring. Everyone can be nude, it’s only natural, but not everypony is comfortable with nudity all the time. A willingness for exposure is needed! To show the world without shame or hesitation that your body is yours and you take pride in it! But clothing? Nah-ha-haooow, that is the same song on another tune!

“What Rarity is trying to say-” Luna began, placing a hand on Twilight’s shoulder. “-is that you should try to relax more, Twilight. Clothing can help creatures of all sorts to bring out a beauty buried deep within themselves. I believe it can even accomplish more than plain nudity ever could on its own,” after giving her speech, she turned to Rarity. “Your show is about to begin, Rarity. We must return.”

“Of course, Luna. Come, I’ll lead you back to your seats. It’s the least I can do. Oh! Darlings? If you decide to stay for whatever reason, please come visit me again. I’ll make sure to properly repay you for your aid. Ta ta~” Rarity then began to make her way back from where they came from. The trip was quick and before they knew it, they were back on their seats. Sitting down and filled with a new perspective of things, the two unicorns felt giddy and thrilled to see what Rarity and her models had for all of them to admire.

Not even a minute later the lights dimmed, illuminating only the walkway and the curtains opened. Then, it began.

They watched for a little more than an hour, perhaps more as their perception of time had been slightly warped ever since they started their descent. It mattered little as they found themselves enraptured by everything they saw.

Mares and stallions alike, all of them beautiful in their own ways. Some were muscular, others lankier. Some were tall where others were shorter or of average height. Some were skinny, petite while others were studs (in the case of stallions) or voluptuous (in the case of mares). They walked across the walkway, never stopping, never ceasing to come back and forth from the backstage. Their walks were slow, elegant, and completely meant to show off the clothes they were wearing. Most of what was shown were bikinis of several colors, styles, types, and shapes. Others were nothing more than panties, thongs, or small patches of cloth that looked to be made out of leaves that barely covered a mare’s nipples.

The two scholars were quick to notice a pattern, starting with the most sexualized and revealing clothing first and moving up to the more covering types. Sweaters, shorts, shirts, fishnet pieces, lingerie, socks, even hats… there was no end to the creativity and beauty being displayed in front of them. Every piece was not only functional but in almost every case accentuated their bodies in general or just a specific part of it.

What also amazed them were the models. They didn’t know how hard modeling, walking around, and repeating that process could be tiring but their sweat didn’t lie; nor did the mares leaking from their nethers and the stallions sporting erections to show how much they loved the attention. Be it unmarred or wearing some kind of accessory, every model was unique in some way. Seven mares and four stallions in total. Most of the mares used some kind of piercing or even anal plugs. One of the stallions also wore an anal plug and two more had piercings on their cocks with one of them using a ring around his testicles.

The sights, the clothes, the way they portrayed themselves. Everything acted to keep them entertained and fixated on what was going on. Even when the models came out wearing bastardized versions of the robes they cherished and wore for nearly all their lives their attention didn’t falter.

It was when a model presented a robe that only covered one of her breasts, but was incredibly pristine as it clung to her body and the golden edges and small decorations and depictions sewed into the cloth with delicate, masterful needlework that Twilight comprehended what Rarity and Luna meant.

“There’s beauty in one’s body… clothes shouldn’t just be used to conceal nudity, but enhance their figures, not just their sexuality but also to uncover what lies beneath,” she muttered to herself. Or at least she thought so.

“You are as beautiful as you are smart, Twilight. Most insightful of you. You know, I thought Moondancer would be the one having a harder time breaking through her shell,” Luna whispered into her ear.

Twilight nodded, not feeling ashamed but happy that her friend, often regarded as reserved and timid even in Equestria, would be the one embracing new possibilities and ideas more than her, the curious and secret-plundering Scholar of Celestia. As the show continued, she saw it in a new, brighter light.

Minutes later after the last model left the walkway, Rarity levitated herself to it and bowed to the audience. “Thank you all for attending! These new lines shall be available in two days!” The crowd clapped, whistled, and yelled her name until they began to step out.

The two unicorns were about to stand up but Luna put a hand on their shoulders, indicating them to wait. Time passed and soon they were left alone with Rarity, a few of the most prominent sponsors that stayed behind, and the models who were chatting amongst themselves.

“Absolutely fantastic, Rarity!” Luna acclaimed while the fashionista approached the trio. She sighed, fanning herself. “Where does all your creativity come from, my friend? Or is it just raw talent with a dash of imagination?”

“Freedom, my dear. Freedom is my muse! As pristine as the jewels I found when I was but a foal, so it is the silent lady of freedom!” Rarity exclaimed. “Now, I have the feeling that you wish to ask me something, dears?”

The two unicorns exchanged looks with Luna, seeking her approval. Her letting go of their shoulders was all they needed to proceed. Twilight rose from her seat first. “I would like to ask you something, Rarity. You are Rarity Belle Unicorn, correct?”

“In the flesh, darling.”

“I vaguely remember that you were exiled several years ago. Why were you exiled?”

Rarity’s spirit visibly diminished before them. “I was never fit to live under the radiant sun of Celestia,” she said carefully but didn’t hide the disdain she had for the alicorn. “The laws, the rules, the absurd way of living… I couldn’t stand it. But more than that, after I got my Cutie Mark my urges to create, to express myself became louder, stronger, fiercer,” she paused for a moment, a sad but nostalgic smile spread on her lips.

“I created modest things in secret. It all started with small alterations to my spare robes, then I began to experiment more until… my parents caught me. They warned me of the dangerous things I was doing, of course, and ratting me out never crossed their minds. But that wasn’t the problem. I couldn’t stop doing it, creating, sewing, snipping and snapping! It was my passion, my drive! And the absurd laws were like an invisible cage all around me. At that time I thought what I was doing was something wrong, but my parents loved me and kept the secret as much as they could.”

“Then… what happened? If your parents didn’t turn you to the Guard, who did?” Moondancer asked, both amazed and saddened by her tale.

“I was foolish… One day I went outside with an altered robe and only discovered it myself until it was far too late. Of course, I tried to explain and make excuses that it was a mistake and I thought of myself as smart when nothing happened that day… but the next day as I was working, two guards came to our house and found my basement. At first, they let me off with a severe warning. But they came back the next week and confiscated everything.”

Rarity scoffed. “I should’ve stopped, but I kept going! My pride, my very adoration, and calling were at stake! And so I was caught three more times until, on the sixth, I was carried over to be judged by Celestia herself. For my ‘heinous crimes’ I was exiled. Gosh, those following days were the worst days of my life. My parents said nothing, my little sister cried, and I had lost my only home. When I was tossed into the wild I was sure my fate was sealed, but I found my way up the mountain where a thestral found me.”

Rarity smiled. “The rest is history, darlings. I found my home, the place where I was meant to be, and I could not be happier!”

Moved by her tale, Moondancer asked as she fought back tears. “D-Do you regret your actions? Leaving Equestria behind? Breaking the Laws and betraying the society that Princess Celestia has worked so hard to create and maintain?”

Rarity crossed her arms, her pose firm, unwavering. “Not in the least! My only regret is leaving my little sister, Sweetie Belle, up there… but she’s a smart filly. I hope I’ll see her again.”

Luna hugged her friend close for several seconds. As she watched, Twilight thought about asking why couldn’t Luna simply send some of her guards in the middle of the night in order to bring Rarity’s sister down? Relocations happened all the time to the regular populace. But the idea died in her mind as she watched them hug.

“Freedom…,” she muttered, glancing at Moondancer only to find her distraught expression; the same she was wearing at that moment.

The hug ended and Luna was about to say something when two thestral guards suddenly stopped at her side.

“Luna, we’re terribly sorry to interrupt you and your friends, but an issue has risen up and it requires your immediate attention,” one of the guards said, his voice shaky as if he was trying to hide his anger. “It’s about that.”

“Ah,” Luna’s voice rumbled with annoyance. Turning to her guests, she gave them a small nod. “My friends, it seems that our time has been cut short. But, if you want, you can come back with me to the Palace or stay and enjoy everything else the Red Light District has to offer.”

Moondancer and Twilight stared at one another for three maybe four seconds before they smiled and held hands. “We’ll stay, Luna. So we may investigate the Red Light District further and explore our sexuality.”

Luna blinked. “That’s… surprising, to say the least. Most Equestrians take several more days or even weeks before they feel comfortable being alone in the city. Rarity was one of the few exceptions but she was already more than willing to change. I can leave one of my guards to guide you if you’d prefer not to be alone?”

Twilight shook her head. “Your offer is appreciated but I think we can handle ourselves. That leads me to the question I was going to ask you, though. We aren’t in possession of your currency. Therefore, we cannot pay for any object or service we’d like to acquire and we do not wish to overreach your generosity. Is there a way for us to earn our income?”

Luna smiled. “You are my guests. I would not expect you to pay for anything, much less so since we made a deal, did we not?” Her horn came to life and a moment later a glowing glyph bearing her Cutie Mark appeared on the back of their right hands, puzzling the two unicorns. “Show the glyph at any stand or shop owner if you wish to buy something and they’ll give it to you. Don’t worry, I will pay for all expenses. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” she was about to turn when she suddenly snapped her fingers. “Thank you for your hospitality, Rarity. And again, amazing show.”

The two mares hugged one more time, kissed, and then broke off. Luna left the building with her guards, leaving Twilight and Moondancer in the company of the seamstress.

“What are you planning to do now, darlings?” Rarity asked a moment later.

“We’re going to explore the District. There’s so much we need to learn and experience, Rarity. Would you like to join us?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, I wish I could, dear. But despite your invaluable help, I still have dozens of sets to tend to, orders to see, schedules to organize. Fashion is my passion and she is a jealous lover, I can tell you that much,” she said before slightly spreading her arms.

Moondancer understood the gesture first and stepped forth, closing the distance in order to hug her fellow unicorn. Their bodies pressed together, their breasts mushing against each other as they shared their friendly embrace. Rarity surprised her by kissing her lips though not in the same manner as she had done with Luna.

Meanwhile, Twilight stared at their hug and chaste shared kiss with envy and longing, but also admiring closely how their bodies touched, their fur flowing against each other with every movement they made. When it ended, she didn’t waste her chance to say farewell to her new friend in the same fashion.

“Will you be able to find your way back to the Palace once you’re done, friends?” Rarity asked, concerned.

Both mares nodded. “We’ve memorized the outlay of the city and we’ll have no problem finding our way back. If we somehow fail, we know how to find your shop in the case of an emergency?” Twilight said, smiling coyly as she did.

Rarity giggled. “But of course, my dears. My boutique shall always be opened for you two.”

With a final friendly exchange of pleasantries and waving hands, the two scholars left Rarity’s shop with curiosity in their hearts and burning in their crotches.

The two spent the next hour coursing through several shops and varied establishments, using the mark Luna had given them to buy a few small trinkets for later experimentation in their bed-chambers such as anal beads and plugs, small dildos, and nipple clamps. They were watching a public display of masturbation done by a mare and a stallion when a pair of hands caressed their shoulders at the same time.

Turning, the two unicorns found six thestral stallions, three of which they recognized after a quick inspection. The three stallions also seemed to recognize them as the de facto leader of the group cleared his throat.

“My apologies, ladies. We were not aware you’d be visiting the Red Light District at any point in time,” he and his two friends chuckled while the other three seemed confused. “Please, forgive our forwardness.”

“Wait, hold up a moment Nightglade. You guys know these gorgeous mares and you didn’t tell us!? What the fuck, dude!” One of the stallions protested.

“It’s not that simple, Glint. They’re Luna’s guests. Equestrians but not exiles nor refugees,” Nightglade explained.

Twilight and Moondancer could only stare in silence as the six stallions began arguing between themselves. They couldn’t help but analyze their bodies from top to bottom over and over again. All six of them were quite fit and muscular, more so than any stallion on Equestria that stuck to the Laws could ever hope to match. But they weren’t as big as some of Rarity’s models nor as bulky as a few other stallions they had seen in passing. They were strong and dutiful, that much they could tell by watching their muscles; from their pectorals to their triceps, biceps, glutes, thighs, abdomens.

It was a stark contrast to the feminine figure that most mares shared (and that they had gotten to explore in-depth the previous night), but it was a most welcome one. But what caught their attention the most were their raging, hard erections. Moondancer could feel her pussy leaking at the idea of touching, handling, grasping their appendages with her bare hands and so much more than that. Twilight was also intrigued, her mind picturing scenarios so recently lived and shared with her friend but replacing her with a stallion; wondering if intercourse with a stallion could feel as good as with a mare.

Swallowing a ball of nervousness, Twilight found her voice. “Uhhmmm, Nightglade?” The stallions stopped their arguing and they all stared at her. “I… we never got a chance to properly thank you for aiding us and for bringing us to meet Luna,” bowing her head in a quick motion, she smiled warmly at him. “So, thank you and your two friends…?”

“Oh!” Nightglade was startled for a moment causing his friends to snicker. “Oh, yes, uhmm, it was our duty as Night Guards, Twilight and Moondancer, was it?” The mares nodded. “Let me introduce myself and my friends. I’m Nightglade and my two squad companions are Ferrus and Understream. These three knuckleheads are also my friends from another squad. They are Glint, Burrow, and Cascading Dreams, or Cass for short… his mother is an exile, hence the name.”

“And I take great pride in it! I’m a living embodiment of the best of both worlds, haha!” Cass proclaimed while jerking his considerable length at the same time.

“Please, don’t be crass in front of Luna’s guests,” Nightglade sighed. “Again, we’re terribly sorry for being so forward. We’ll be on our leave. Please, enjoy your stay.”

“Wait!” Moondancer called out before the stallions could pout or turn to leave. “Uhmm, if you don’t mind me asking… did you caress us because you find us… attractive?”

“Attractive?” Burrow scoffed. “Lady, I’d love to get to know your rear on a more personal level, if you know what I mean~,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows for a moment before slapping himself lightly. “Ah, no, fuck, sorry, sorry! What I meant to say is that I do find you very attractive, Miss. Gorgeous, even.”

Ferrus stepped forth. “I carried you to the Palace, Miss-”

“Please, calling us by our name is fine, Ferrus,” Moondancer interjected.

“Alright then. I carried you, Moondancer. I haven’t been able to get you outta my mind since. Seeing you like this and in the District has only added fire to my lust, if I can be completely honest,” he replied, smiling and blushing as he did.

“And you’re equally as beautiful, Twilight,” Glint added, smiling from ear to ear. “I thought we’d score a pair of beautiful mares to fuck and mate all day long this early,” he finished with a sad sigh.

“It is as my friend puts it, Twilight, Moondancer. You see, it is our off day and we were seeking to spend it alleviating our stress,” Nightglade corrected.

“By fucking the day away,” Understream said bluntly, ignoring the glare he got from his leader.

Realization struck the duo, gasping in response to their words. “Do you mean you were all expecting to meet with six mares to engage in sexual relations?” Twilight asked, blushing, excited. Her inner fire was growing and it burned her insides, filling her with a near-insatiable need to know more… to do more.

“Funny you mentioned that,” Cass said, chuckling. “The short version? Yeah, pretty much. But we aren’t exactly searching for six mares,” he gulped, his cock throbbing wildly and spewing a few drops of pre-cum to the ground. “We, uhh, we’re hoping to find two or just three mares that wouldn’t be opposed to getting gangbanged.”

“Gangbanged?” Moondancer replied, unable to stare away from the six erect cocks teasingly within her reach; somehow managing to stop herself from reaching out to grab them. “What does that mean?”

Nightglade shared a quick look with his friends and sighed. “It means… that a mare experiences sexual relationships with multiple stallions at the same time. Usually two or three.”

Twilight felt her legs quiver and a quick glance at her friend made her realize she was in the same boat as her. But there was something else in Moondancer’s behavior that perturbed her. Why is she smiling like that?

Taking a single nervous step forward, Moondancer audibly gulped while her lips were curled in an aroused, small, quivering smile. “D-Does that mean you are l-looking for two mares so you can fuck all their holes with your big, thick, meaty pe--c-cocks until you defile them and pour your cum inside them?”

If Twilight had been drinking water she would’ve sputtered after hearing her friend say those words. More so when she noticed just how much her crotch was leaking.

“More or less, yeah,” Ferrus replied, blushing slightly but otherwise unphased.

“Why would you ever wish to share a mare between yourselves instead of having one each?” Twilight asked before she could react to her actions.

Nightglade smiled at her coyly. “Because, to us, the goal isn’t just to get pleasure for ourselves, but to overwhelm a mare with pleasure. Sex is fantastic but it is not the goal. The goal is to see these mares’ expressions, watching them twist in pleasure, give them all we can and have a wonderful moment for all of us,” with that said, he bowed his head. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, ladies, I believe we have stolen too much of your time.”

The two unicorns watched the thestral stallions turn with disappointment clear in their faces yet they didn’t question the decision of Nightglade. They took three, maybe four steps away when Twilight, filled with resolve, a deafening pounding heart, and burning loins called out to them. “Wait!”

The six stallions stopped and partially turned back, except for Nightglade who turned around to face her completely. “Yes? Is something the matter, Twilight?”

“We… are new to this. All of this,” she replied, extending her arms. “Your culture, your city, your way of life, nudity, sexuality, flavor, and so many other things and topics that up to a few days ago we either thought of them as preposterous or outright criminal. We… I… don’t know how to express our feelings properly.”

“We are lost,” Moondancer added. “We wish to experience more of what this world has to offer. To see… if there are faults with the Anti-Chaos Laws we cherish so much. Imagine yourself getting your world flipped over… but in a good way?”

Twilight nodded eagerly. “Exactly! And we were hoping that if... it's not too late-” taking a step forward, her right arm stretched out to him, her hand landed on his shoulder; her palm and fingers gently caressing his fur. “-and maybe we could join you?”

Five gasps followed her declaration and five sets of eyes landed on a beat red Nightglade. “I, ohhh, uhmmm, right, so,” he coughed loudly. “Are you sure? We would be honored to show you a good time and treat you nicely, both of you, beautiful mares,” he said, smirking and winking at them. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to. You’ll be in control,” he said a bit louder so that his companions would hear him loud and clear.

Before she could say anything or react to his words, Twilight felt a hand land on her shoulder and turned to find Moondancer looking longingly at her. She quickly noticed that her free hand was in between her legs, two fingers already working on pleasuring herself as they rubbed her pink pearl.

You should try to relax more, Twilight, she remembered Luna’s words and the fire in her increased. If I’m doing this… then I’m going to receive it with open arms, she thought before turning to face Nightglade once more. “No. Treat us as you would any other mare native to the Underlands, please,” taking a step back, the two mares shared a quick kiss. “We want the full experience,” they said in unison.

Suddenly, Nightglade’s smile turned into a predatory smirk along with that of his companions. Walking forth, he gently tugged Twilight away and draped a hand over her shoulders before his hand ran down her back until he reached her plump ass. “My, pretty ladies, you sure look cold and in need of refuge. Why don’t you come with us?”

Twilight blinked, confused, but Moondancer spoke for her. “Y-Yes! Please, we have nowhere to go,” she began as Cass, Ferrus, and Burrow surrounded her. The lavender unicorn watched as the three stallions unashamedly touched her friend’s body. They groped her butt, boobs, thighs, and waist in calm, exploratory and playful ways that made her moan softly and repeatedly. She wouldn’t have believed it just a few days prior, but there was no denying that her friend was enjoying the attention she was getting.

She had little time to focus on it as the hands of the other two stallions landed on her body, gently caressing her body and groping her. “Hmmmmmhhhmmm~,” a throaty moan rumbled inside her as she almost instantly fell under the spell of their strong, broad, gentle hands. She also noticed a difference between how her stallions were treating her compared to how her friend was being handled.

Her stallions were taking things slower with her, perhaps aware of her lingering doubts or something along those lines. Even so, the shivers of electric pleasure and the burning satisfaction of being touched by a healthy, strong stallion; multiple, in fact, was intoxicating and she submerged herself in the feeling. A light smack caught her attention and saw that Ferrus had given a non-violent tap to Moondancer’s ass, making it jiggle hypnotically… and knew she couldn’t blame him for doing so.

It was then that she noticed some ponies around them were glancing at them as they passed, smiling and mumbling between themselves. She even spotted a few stallions jerking their members and some mares fingering their pussies. Huh… it… it’s not as embarrassing as I thought it would be, she thought, surprised. It actually makes me feel welcome, reassured to some extent? I feel more confident thanks to their gazes, it feels really nice. By Harmony, I think I’m getting excited!

“Just follow us, sweet ass,” Ferrus said, groping her buttcheeks in the process. “We’ll make sure you sleep warmly… and that you’ll get a warm meal.”

“Truly? Will it be tasty?” Moondancer inquired, practically falling over as she began to walk guided by the three stallions.

“A bit salty but there’s going to be loads of it~,” Cass replied.

“What about you, babe?” Glint asked, pressing against Twilight from behind; his burying itself in between her buns. “Won’t you join your friend and take our hospitality?”

Twilight gulped, now feeling the dicks of Nightglade, Understream, and Glint pushing against her body. She was shaking slightly but her desire to continue destroyed any feeling of regret and fear that she could be harbored inside her, leaving only curiosity.

“Thank you, kind stallions, for sheltering us. Is there anything we can do to repay you?” She said as naturally as she could, which is to say her voice nearly cracked twice, she was nervous, and the two hands cupping her tits didn’t help. But the stallions seemed to really enjoy her acting.

Wordlessly, they began guiding her to the same place the other three were taking Moondancer to: a large building with a sign hanging over the entrance saying ‘Lovebug Hotel’.

I like this… by Celestia, I am enjoying these stallions touching me! And… and I’m looking forward to having sex with them! Twilight thought as she entered the building, the sounds and smell of sex reaching her senses.

Chapter 3 Part 1 End

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!