Oh My God, She Really Likes Belly Rubs!
Author's Note
Before you read any further, people from the future, keep in mind that this was written before the G5 movie came to Netflix. Therefore, several parts of the story, information, and character's personalities will most likely not be accurate.
Oh My God, She Really Likes Belly Rubs!
"Sooooo, let me get this straight..." Izzy Moonbow concluded, much to the chagrin of the two equines sitting before her who were growing tired of having to explain the situation several times now. "You two are on some kind of a mission, and you’re going against all the odds and working together to travel across Equestria to..." She trailed off for a minute, her eyes darting back and forth between where the couple of heroes were positioned on her carpet, before she ultimately pulled her hoof in and out towards her chin in a gesturing motion.
Hitch Trailblazer's hoof hit his forehead with a mighty whack. His companion, Sunny Starscout, could tell that he was starting to lose what little patience he still had by now and decided to answer for him. "We’re just trying to figure out what happened to all the friendship in Maretime Bay, and why everypony is filled with misery and distrust all of a sudden. And it’s happening everywhere else too, for that matter. As you can see, we’re both clearly Earth ponies. And we’ve already got two Pegasi princesses from far away on our side. So now we just need a unicorn to complete our tribe!" She smiled and pointed straight forward at Izzy.
"Woah, really! You guys have seriously met Pipp Petals and Zipp Storm before! I’m so jealous!" Izzy was bouncing up and down within the confines of her snuggly beanbag chair by now. "They seem like such nice ponies! I mean, to everyone except me. They think I’m crazy, like everypony else." Sunny found it slightly aggravating that Izzy was forgetting that crucial fact about them meeting the princesses two minutes after Hitch had reminded her, but she brushed it off. Izzy was clearly just a bit of a hot mess.
Besides, she couldn’t help but notice that the unicorn's belly looked really cute whenever she was laying down. It wasn’t like any normal mare’s belly she’d seen before. This one was purple and plump, protruding from her gut like a balloon. Sunny swore that she could occasionally see it jiggle as Izzy shuffled herself around, something she could put her impending quest aside to watch all day. She wanted to know if maybe Izzy would let her put her head on it later, after their adventure was over. Maybe put her hoof against it, but, you know, only to test how floofy it truly was...
Hitch's masculine voice was quick to bring her devious, wandering mind back down to Earth. "And just to be clear, you’re keeping all of this information we’re telling you ..." He gave a big sigh like he was regretting what he was about to say. "...inside of that tennis ball that you have right there on your horn?" He pointed up at the tip of Izzy’s horn, where there sat a bright yellow tennis ball impaled on her rack that Sunny had been trying her best to ignore.
"That’s right." Izzy reached up and patted them ball gently. "I do as the tennis ball guides." She pouted and folded her arms in front of her chest. "And right now, it’s telling me I probably shouldn’t be trusting you either of you wackos."
Hitch groaned for the umpteen time. "Oh, WE'RE the wackos? Alright then, Izzy, if you’re so smart, then why don’t-"
"Then why don’t you tell us what we can do to earn your trust." Sunny prevented him once again from ending what could be a potentially valuable friendship.
Izzy pouted at the question and looked back down, this time clicking her hooves together before looking back up at Sunny and Hitch, but more specifically to address Hitch. "Well, actually, we would like to talk to just Sunny for now, if that’s okay."
Sunny's train of thought stuttered for a brief moment. She definitely wasn’t expecting that. She looked over at Hitch, who shared the same surprised look. She chewed her lip and leaned over, whispering a friendly little reminder into his ear. "She’s the only unicorn we could find!"
Her warm breath made both of his ears tingle, a wonderful sensation that reached all the way to his brain. He considered her words for a bit and then ultimately shrugged. "Pfft, fine, whatever." He pulled himself up a little too fast and trotted out the door, not noticing the little goodbye smile and accompanying Sunny gave behind him. The way he saw it, the sooner he could get away from that lunatic over, the better.
After watching him go, Sunny turned her attention back to Izzy, the only other pony with her in the room now. "So, what exactly is it that-"
"Not so fast there. My tennis ball wants something from you guys first." Izzy interjected without hesitation.
Okay, now THAT was strange. Her words made Sunny freeze, unsure of how to respond to that and she eventually just started spluttering. "You... it... what?"
Izzy chuckled and shook her head, her perfect mane swaying from side to side and almost hiding her face as she did. "Sheesh, and I thought that Iwas supposed to be the forgetful one here." She leaned flat on her back against the beanbag chair and sighed dramatically, staring up at her little horn accessory. "See, my tennis ball helps me make basic everyday decisions, but sometimes it also helps out with..."
At this point, Sunny simply wasn’t listening to Izzy anymore. Izzy’s lips were certainly flapping like there was no tomorrow as she rambled on about that damn tennis balls. But Sunny's eyes were now focused entirely on the look of Izzy’s stomach. It looked like such a soft, cuddly, jiggly belly. A kind of soft belly that neither Zipp, Pipp, heck, her own mother's belly was ever able to top. She just wanted to at least touch it and confirm all those forbidden thoughts. If only...
"Now, rub my belly." Her voice commanded from out of nowhere.
Sunny blinked and her ears twitched as if she had misheard. "Um, I’m sorry..."
Now Izzy laughed, making her belly jiggle like a small water bed as she pulled all four of her hooves apart even further. "I thought that that would get your attention. Basically, my tennis ball wants you to give me a belly rub before I can help you and your hot friend out there," Her eyes flicked down to her aforementioned body part. "And I can see you’ve obviously been eye-fucking it this whole entire time."
"Well, yes, I have. Oh- I mean, ..." Sunny wrestled with her choice of words as her chest grew as hot as the sun shining above. She was floored by the unicorn's odd specific request, and she pondered whether she should take Izzy seriously. Of course, deep down, she wanted to give her belly the massage of s lifetime so badly, so desperately, that it had to be a prank of some kind. "A belly rub? That’s it? You’re serious?"
"Yeppers!" Izzy nodded and sat up some more, all four of her limbs now fully splayed out over the sides of the beanbag chair. Her stomach was now fully exposed to the young earth mare, each and every square inch of her shimmering magenta fur standing on end, just WAITING for her orange hooves to make contact with it.
"You want to bring friendship and harmony back to the land, right? What better way to start than with the element of trust?" She wiggled both of her eyebrows like a crazy animal. "So, can I TRUST you to rub my belly?"
Yes! Yes! A million times, yes! The words bubbled up in her throat, but Sunny managed to pull her hooves away from Izzy. "No way!" She growled, a little harshly, more towards Izzy’s stomach than her. "I’m not wasting my time being your weird little slave! Hitch and I can save the world just fine with out you!"
Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
Izzy’s eyes went the size of flying saucers. Her forehooves moved closer back to cover up her stomach, small, sad whimpers escaped between her quivering lips, and tears almost immediately began streaming down her cheeks. Seeing the display of the poor, lonely unicorn before her, Sunny Starscout was practically consumed with guilt.
"Oh! Oh, no, please don’t cry, Izzy!" Sunny pleaded with her new friend. "I’m sorry. Um, hear, let me help."
Her eyes slowly spiraled down Izzy's body for a way to calm her down. She caught a glimpse of her stomach, the promised area of contact quivering with disapproval. Sunny felt her arms begin to shake nervously, and before she could do anything to stop it, her hooves flew down and pressed softly against Izzy’s belly.
Her fur was much, MUCH softer than she could have ever expected from looks alone. Her digits sank into it like they were sinking into quicksand; a wonderful mix of excitement and fear. She didn’t know really what Izzy's reaction was supposed to be, but her whimpering had ceased at least, so she decided to continue.
She moved her hooves all around her tummy in counter clockwise for a few good long minutes, really getting more and more into it. At one point she glanced up to see the belly's cheeky owner smiling down at her. That nearly made her flourish with excitement, and in her belly-rubbing haze she let one hoof go from her stomach and began sliding it down her body towards the delicious lips of her orange pussy.
"Oh, goodness, yes! Sunny, don’t stop. P-please don’t ever stop." Izzy cried, her eyes fluttering about as the ecstasy boost from Sunny’s hooves filled her. "Oh, don’t you worry, Izzy never plan to." Sunny promised her. But unfortunately, her body seemed to have other plans. As her hoof rubbed Izzy’s stomach with sheer pleasures, her other hoof grinned madly into the depths of her marehood. It turned her on so much to be rubbing the belly of her dreams, it was quite literally bringing the young pony to a full-on climax.
It wasn’t very long before Izzy could hear the strange squirting sounds from down below, and then a moment later, she felt the absence of a hoof on her belly.
"What’s going on, why did you-" Izzy looked down with a frown, only to be greeted with a cold splash of fresh mare cum hitting her in the face. It seemed that Sunny had rubbed herself into an orgasm, which now coated Izzy's snout and belly entirely.
Sunny was immediately apologetic, the orange fur on her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. "Izzy! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, and I certainly didn’t need mean to-"
"It’s fine, Sunny! Trust me, it’s all fine!" Izzy interjected. When Sunny finally looked up again, she saw that splotches of her excitement was dripping from Izzy’s tennis ball, Andy she was catching it on her tongue like a tired dog. "Of all the ponies I've gotten to rub my belly, you were they greatest..." she smacked her lips and smiled. "...and the messiest, might I add."
"Oh, well, d-did you enjoy it?" Sunny asked hopefully.
"Baby, of course." Izzy reassured her. "My tennis ball and I completely enjoyed it. You’re like the QUEEN of belly rubs! And if anypony else, heck, even the one and only Pipp Petals and Zipp Storm don’t agree, then well, buck them." She shrugged and hopped off the beanbag chair, Sunny’s cum still dripping from her belly, and her tennis ball.
"Now if you’ll excuse us, we just need to get washed up. And then, if you want our help with your and Hitch's quest, we’re all yours.” She turned and trotted towards her bathroom.
"Ah, okay, good then." Sunny said, her warm body cooling with reassurance. Now she definitely knew that everything would be okay.
"Oh, but first..." Izzy stopped halfway and turned to look at Sunny. Her lips slowly quivered upwards into a smile. "Do... do you think you can rub my pussy like that after?"
Sunny flashed her an adorable smile. "How can I possibly say no to that?
