Why Won't You Molest Me?

Rarity’s Red Wine and Sweetie’s First Taste

Pinkie Pie was at her house, in her room and having tea with Fluttershy. It was something they did on occasion, tea and cupcakes. Fluttershy brought the tea, Pinkie the cupcakes, and then the two of them together would sit and talk freely. Of course this was how they’d accidently discovered they were both foalcons.

Pinkie Pie leaned back as she took a drink of the green tea. “Mmm, tasty.”

Fluttershy was looking down at her plate. She was a little more quiet than usual. “Th-thank you.”

“Soooooo, tell me about your day.”

Fluttershy shook her head. “Nothing f-fun, just um, the usual.”

“Laaaaame!” Pinkie Pie giggled to let the slightly surprised Fluttershy know she was joking. “My day’s been boring too, well mostly. I did get this. She pulled a magazine out from under the table and set it on down. The cover had an artistic drawing of a foal looking all saucy over her shoulder, it was drawn in a manga style but full colored.

“The new FO magazine! H-how did you get this?”

Pinkie giggled. “I hit up seven different otaku conventions until I found a seller. You can have that, I got a copy for me too. Three hundred pages of juicy foal ass.”

Fluttershy’s lower lip trembled and she set it down. “Thank you. I-I don’t know how to repay you.”

“Just being my friend, and being a pony I can talk to about my deviant interests is all I need, Flutters.”

Fluttershy looked down, took a drink of tea, and then after a moment said, “N-no, I need to do something. I… I shouldn’t lie to you either. My day’s been amazing.”

Pinkie Pie leaned forward. “It was! What happened?”

“I had sex with a foal.”

For a long moment, Pinkie Pie simply stared at her. Then she slowly pulled away. “Um… you did?” It was one thing to be interested in looking at cartoons of foalcon, but to actually do it. Pinkie wasn’t so sure she was okay with that. At least, she couldn’t think of a situation where it would be appropriate.

“Y-yeah, Rarity left Sweetie Belle at my house last night.”

Warning bells were going off in her mind, Pinkie was feeling herself start to panic. “You molested Sweetie Belle, n-no… did you… rape her?”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she shot up. “No! Rarity gave me permission. She and Sweetie Belle have been having sex to help with Sweetie’s heat, so she needed some help at my house and we had sex. I didn’t hurt her or abuse her at all.”

Well, that was debatable, but Pinkie could relax. “So long as it was all consensual and Rarity gave you permission it’s okay.” She then thought about what she said for a moment and frowned. “Wait a minute, she gave you permission to screw her sister?”

“Y-yeah, I was surprised too, but it was a lot of fun. It was even more fun than those FO comics show.”

“Damn, now I’m jelly. You think Rarity would let me have a taste?” So long as she was given permission, then Pinkie could excuse it. She had never really explored a foal’s body before. The closest she came was when Maud got transformed into a foal once, and Pinkie took full advantage of that curse. It still wasn’t a real foal though.

Fluttershy smiled. “I think she might if you ask nicely. I also found out that the other CMC members have been having sex with their sisters.”

Pinkie Pie’s jaw dropped. “It’s like a candy store, but instead of sweet treats, it’s slightly used foals.”

“Exactly!” Fluttershy giggled. “I want to try Applebloom now myself.”

“Eh, she probably tastes like apples, what about Scootaloo, she seems like she’d be into butt stuff.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “Y-you don’t think… that would be a lot of fun.”

“Should we kidnap a foal, just you and me?”

“Together we’ll make history.”

They leaned in close and shared a light kiss on the lips. A way to help cement their new pact. They were going to totally borrow one of these foals and do the most uncouth things to them. Now they just needed a plan.

***

Rarity stood in her room with another fancy dress made. This one was an elegant swirl of reds, grays, and blacks, with an almost menacing style to it yet it was perhaps the greatest thing she’d ever made. Her heart skipped a beat looking at it. The energy she had felt making it, the creativity that had consumed her and the way her hooves moved as she worked on it almost felt like she was possessed by somepony else. Yet she was positive now.

Having sex with foals was unlocking a spirit of creativity that she had never had before. She had begun work on a third dress, one with blue and red in it but her inspiration and creativity dried up almost as soon as she had started work. Her creative mind was dry once more. That passion dried up.

She wanted to continue working on this project but with her mind drained of the creative juices, she would have to wait. If only she could figure out something to do, some way to get her creativity back. Well without creative juices she would just do what she usually did to restart her creative functions. She pulled out a wine glass, filled it with rose-red wine and took a big first drink draining half the glass before refilling it. Once she had she could feel her cheeks growing warm, as well as her nethers.

She walked to the window and looked out it. Outside she could see ponies, so many ponies walking about in the sunshine and enjoying themselves. Some ponies were young mares, others stallions, and then there were the foals. From fillies to colts she wanted them all. Perhaps if she grabbed one, just to borrow them for a few intimate moments she could get her creativity back.

She shook her head and grumbled. “Foals are not like shopping Rarity, you can’t just pick one up and use it…”

Rarity felt something. A strange warmth began to run across her back, and for a moment she could swear that in her reflection in the mirror there was something huge behind her. Like a huge mass of pink tendrils. She looked behind herself and nothing was there. However, her door was cracked open and she felt a little tipsy. Perhaps staying inside was a good idea. Of course, she didn’t have to be alone right? “SWEETIE!”

She waited a moment and then let out a sigh. “Oh, she’s probably not home. Our worthless parents may be gone, but she has a life and friends. I can’t expect her to be here for me whenever I need h-“

The door opened and Sweetie Belle walked in. “Rarity? Did you call my name?”

Rarity took a drink of her wine. “I sure did, Sweetie. Did you just get home?”

Sweetie Belle set her saddlebags by the door and walked in. “I did. I was out looking for gems. I don’t know how you find them so easily.”

“It’s on my ass, cutie.” She nodded to the diamond on her flank. “I find rocks. I’m a rock finder.” She took a drink of her wine. “I hate my cutie mark.”

Sweetie’s eyes winded. “B-but why? It’s so beautiful.”

“It looks nice, so does my ass, but it just means I’m good at finding rocks. ROCKS! What am I? Pinkie’s family? No, I am a unicorn and I should be aiming for something greater, something more than this one single shop and a small town like this.” She took another sip and stumbled forward. Her wine glass was half empty again, how did that happen? Oh well, fill it back up and then look at Sweetie.

Sweetie Belle had gotten a lot closer to her. “Sis, are you okay?’

Rarity walked over to her bed and took a seat by it. She levitated the bottle of Red Rose wine with her. “No, I don’t think so. I’m horny, I’m lonely, and I can’t seem to make anything without having sex with a foal first.”

Sweetie Belle walked over and took a seat next to her. “I can help with that.”

Rarity looked down at her Sweetie. “Love, you don’t have to.”

“I love you! So I wanna help.”

Rarity glanced at her drink, took a sip and then leaned over to kiss Sweetie. Their lips met and Rarity spat the wine into Sweetie’s mouth. Sweetie drank it and then pulled away coughing. She hadn’t expected that. “R-Rarity, I-I can’t drink wine.”

“Nonsense. You aren’t drinking it. I am, you’re just drinking my spit.”

Sweetie looked up at her, her cheeks were already a little pink. “I still can’t.”

“Please, I don’t wanna drink alone.”

Sweetie looked down, but it was clear that the wine, what little of it she had was already getting to her a little. “I… will it make you happy?”

“Of course.”

Sweetie nodded. “I’ll try a little m-more.”

Rarity levitated the glass over to sweetie and let the filly take a sip. Her face scrunched up as she drank it. “It doesn’t taste g-good.”

Rarity giggled. “It’s an acquired taste.” She took another drink and then leaned forward to kiss Sweetie Once more. Once they did she let the wine spill over into Sweetie’s mouth like a mother bird feeding their young. Once done she pulled away, their lips stained red with the elixir.

Sweetie wobbled a little. “R-Rarit-tiy.”

“Shh,” Rarity drank the rest of the wine glass herself and set it aside. She then leaned forward and kissed Sweetie more properly. They kissed deep, wet, and with plenty of tongue before falling over. Sweetie was beneath Rarity but they kept kissing. Sweetie’s hooves were groping anywhere they could on Rarity’s flesh, and Rarity was doing the same. With one hoof she used to gently stroke Sweetie’s cheek, while the other furiously squeezed and groped that plump ass. Her ass was bigger than Applebloom’s, probably because Sweetie wasn’t as physically active as her friends, but that just made it more squeezable.

Sweetie Belle pulled away. “I feel w-warm.”

“Me too.” Rarity gasped. “I wanna feel even hotter.”

They kissed again, and then Rarity slid her hoof under the bed. It was around her somewhere. She groped around searching for it and then her hoof bumped into a box. Aha, that was it. She pulled it out and then revealed the black box. Sweetie looked at it with curious eyes and a red face. Oh yes, they were both good and drunk, and it was time for some bad decisions.

“This,” Rarity said as she opened the box, “is my special toy. I want to use it on you so you can feel really hot too.”

Sweetie Belle nodded. “M-make me cummy, mommy.”

“I will, love.” She then used her hooves to roll Sweetie over onto her stomach so that she could see that nice butt. With Sweetie’s rear legs spread apart, it was easy to get access to the hole she wanted. This time she was going to show Sweetie a new place to play with.

In the box there was some strawberry flavored lube and she used it to cover Sweetie’s ass. Sweetie gasped, “C-cold!”

“Shh, it warms up in a minute.” Rarity had finished pouring ample amounts over Sweetie’s rear. Now she could use her own hooves to slowly massage that butt. Working on one cheek at a time she slowly worked deep into those muscles and let the lube warm up and become sticky. After working on each cheek, she slid her hoof between them and Sweetie groaned as Rarity’s hoof reached the backdoor. Massaging that backdoor’s wrinkled flesh she knew that Sweetie was ready. In fact her butthole was even trying to push out as if begging for something to fill it.

Rarity pulled out her purple vibrator and positioned the tip at Sweetie’s asshole. Sweetie seemed unaware of what was going on, perhaps too drunk to distinguish between anal and vaginal, or perhaps just too drunk to care. Rarity spoke carefully. “It might hurt a little at first, but it’ll feel really good soon after. Okay my love?”

Sweetie groaned. “M-make me feel happy.”

“I will.”

She pushed the tip against that pucker. Sweetie groaned as if it felt amazing. The tip slowly pushed inward, before slipping in with a wet pop. Sweetie’s eyes widened and her head stuck up. “A-Ah! That, that’s not good!”

“Shh, just relax, it’ll take a minute to feel good.”

Rarity continued pushing the vibrator deeper into Sweetie’s ass and the filly grunted in pain. Once about halfway there, her ass became too tight to push any further in, and she didn’t want to force it too much. So Rarity began pulling back out, letting the toy slide out almost all the way only leaving the tip in her rear before pushing back in. Sweetie’s grunts of pain soon melted into moans of pleasure as her body began to ease into the anal sensations. It wasn’t too much longer before the actual movement of the toy became easier too. It still didn’t go in very far, but it was able to move faster. Sweetie Belle was groaning from the pleasure too, her head laying down on the floor and her tongue lolling out as she breathed in and out with pure lust.

Rarity took a hoof and began rubbing at her own pussy as she watched Sweetie enjoying her first anal experience. The faster Rarity moved the toy the faster she moved her hoof over her pussy. Sweetie was moaning with each successful thrust of the toy now, and her ass was becoming looser by the moment.

Rarity bit her lower lip and was moving her hips with the motion of her hoof. This was hot, she was fucking her sister in the ass with her own favorite dildo. How could this not be hot? Rarity accidentally pulled on the toy too hard and yanked it out of Sweetie’s ass leaving an open cavity for it. Sweetie’s pussy was drooling into a puddle on the floor.

Rarity was feeling the alcohol now more than before, she moved the dildo back, but between the drunk vision and her own masturbation, she wasn’t sure she was able to line it upright. In fact she missed Sweetie’s asshole the first two times, the third time she slid it forward with more force and it slid down and into Sweetie. Sweetie let out a yelp of pain and the toy slid in deep, deeper than before. Rarity began moving the toy with fast, sharp motions, rocking it in and out, twisting it every now and again. Sweetie’s cries of pain drew her attention, but the more she ran the toy in and out of Sweetie the more those cried melted again into pleasure.

“I f-feel so full!” Sweetie cried.

Rarity felt herself orgasm and let out a sharp cry of her own. Once finished she went back to finish Sweetie and now that she could see clearer, she realized with stark horror the toy was not in Sweetie’s ass. It was in her soaking wet, and pink-stained pussy.

Red smears covered the toy mixed in with the lube and sexual fluids, Rarity knew the lube had a particular color, but she feared perhaps it wasn’t the lube that had stained it red. Still the way she moved the toy in and out of Sweetie seemed to be drawing intense pleasure. She closed her eyes for a moment and apologized for taking her sister’s virginity quite like this. Still, it wasn’t like this was entirely avoidable, now was it?

Rarity felt it as the toy met resistance and Sweetie was moaning so loudly it could only mean one thing. The walls of Sweetie’s tiny cunt were clamping down hard, squeezing that toy so tight it couldn’t budge in or out of her. Rarity watched as Sweetie orgasmed on the floor, her marehood spilling forth more sexual fluids than Rarity thought possible. Only after she’d orgasmed good and hard did the toy fall out.

Still drunk, Rarity decided to lick the toy clean. It… didn’t taste as bad as she thought. Of course she went back down and licked Sweetie’s pink stained fur clean as well. She wasn’t going to leave her sister a bloodstained mess after taking her virginity, she’d clean it up like a good big sister.

After cleaning her sister up, Rarity laid next to Sweetie, giving her one last kiss on the lips and then the two of them fell asleep on her floor. Leaving a puddle of sexual fluid, a sex toy, and a bottle of lube around them. The drunk ponies fell into a deep, relaxing sleep.

And all the while Rarity thought she could hear somepony else nearby, a mare with a lustful voice purring, “You did so good my little ponies. So… good.”