Author's Note

STILL ALIVE!!

Rarity and Her Human

“Whew, that should just about do it!” Rarity smiled and hummed to herself, scratching her chin with the tip of pedicured hoof. “I think the first of my new line is ready. Your thoughts, Marshmallow?”

“I still hate that name…” Groaned the young man in his chair behind the mare, but nonetheless looking over his owner’s work. It was a two part work; a high collared shirt and a pair of leggings. Along the breast were, or course, three sparkling white gems imbedded into the fabric. “But it looks ok, as usual. Plenty of room for the mare’s neck and belly with the elastic stuff.”

“Don’t forget the bottom piece~” Rarity made sure to put a bit more sultriness into her voice, enjoying the bright blush that covered her plush human’s face. She always loved teasing her Marshmallow for his choice in fetishes.

“I- uh… s-sure…” His amber eyes lazily wandered to the other piece, spreading the purple leggings. Between where the no-doubt bubbly cheeks would be was a stretchable hole. This, Marshmallow knew, was where the mare’s slit would be. His face reddened further until it was burning, glaring at the mare. “Pervert.”

Rarity tittered at Marshmallow’s cute flush, ignoring his comment, making the man huff. “Aw, it’s nothing to be ashamed of darling. After all, lots of mares love their wombs filled~”

“I know on that long list, you’re in the top three.” Marshmallow raised a brow, knowing full well what his owner’s answer was.

She leaned over the table and pecked him on the nose. “Guilty as ever, dear~”

He gulped, trying to calm himself down before she could notice his excitement. “I-I’m assuming I’ll be going in yours?”

“How astute! Twilight would be proud of you!” Raising a hoof, she patted his head gently. “But not until I’m properly dressed. A lady can’t have such an exquisite lunch without proper attire~”

“You said proper twice.” He groaned.

“I know~” With a wink and a flare of her horn, the new clothes were taken in blue magic. She then turned for her private dressing room, flicking her tail and putting a bit more sway in her trot. “Now, I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’t wonder off~”

The door clicked shut, leaving the human, truly named Hank, to himself. A minute went by and there was a flash of blue magic, a roll of pink silk, a needle, and threat were levitated through a crack in the door.

Marshmallow was the pet name Rarity had given him, much to his grief. He sometimes got teased by other humans for it, but they usually got sent to “time-out” for their bad behavior.

It wasn’t long before Rarity returned, strutting out like she was on a show runway. Posing a foot away from her beloved human, the unicorn balanced on her hind hooves, showing off her underside. Hank saw what the silk had been for; a perfect pink heart had been sewn on the belly of the shirt, right where his room was.

“Well darling…” Rarity purred, landing on all fours as she wiggled her plump hips. “What do you think?~”

“Y-you look ok, I guess.” Excitement skyrocketing, but keeping it under a bored look, Hank secretly couldn’t wait to enter his gurgling abode. He ended up giving her a scowl. “But don’t you have customers to worry about? What about that new line?”

The smile that had been on Rarity’s muzzle for the morning slipped, replaced by her own frown. Her brows furrowed, the unicorn huffed loudly and stomped her way up to him. Leveling her face to his, she sighed, her aggravation rising. “Honestly Hank, must you make it so hard? I was looking for constructive criticism, but you gave me a less than pleasant answer. Then I go and show it off, and I get no flattery!”

“You know you’re one of the best seamstresses, so why ask me if it’s good?” He said matter-of-factly. “You’re the best, act with the confidence that comes with it.”

Rarity huffed again, dramatically tossing her curled mane. “I just like being complimented for my hard work, Mr Lazy Snack.”

“Last time I got called that I was inside you for a week.”

A small smile edged onto her lips, peeking at him with one half open eye. “Willing to stretch it out to two?~”

“If you can keep my phone charged, we’ll see.” Hank finally let a smile break his features, leaning forward into her face. “Now, where does Big Mama want me?”

The mare bit her lip as she suppressed a moan, her spine shivering. She loved being called that. Her lips glistened with drool as she licked her lips. “Oh, darling, Big Mama wants you to come home~”

“And what if I don’t want to come home?” He asked in a teasingly defiant tone, hooking his pointer finger on her bottom lip and tugging lightly. The blue glow of her insides slipped through her pearly whites.

The unicorn ran her wet tongue over his finger, moaning at the taste. “Then I guess Mama’s just going to put you in timeout~”

“And if I resist?”

She then shoved his back against the chair with her magic, balancing on her hind legs with her fore hooves on his shoulders. Face inches from his, she breathed heavily on him, letting her minty breath and glow wash over him. “Should you resist me, then I’ll just swiftly gobble you up. So, please do~”

“But… what about this?!”

“Wha-? HURK!!!?!” Rarity gagged and coughed as Hank plunged into her open maw, diving deep enough to be swallowed up to his chest. Small tears welled up in her crystal-blue eyes.

The mare took a moment to steady herself and regain her composure, taking her first official gulp. Her throat bugled out with her Marshmallow’s head and shoulders, moaning as his flavors washed over her tastebuds. Another gulp claimed more of Hank. And another. And another. And another.

Before long, she had him up to his feet. Savoring the last of her meal, Rarity moaned with passion as his wiggling toes danced on her tongue. The mare took her time, swaying on her hooves in bliss as she suckled. But sadly, all good things come to an end. With a bit of hesitation at hearing the bell above the door ring, she swallowed the last of her meal, gasping in deep satisfaction.

Sighing at the pleasant pull at her spine, Rarity softly rocked her enormous belly from left to right. “Welcome home my darling Marshmallow~”

“You mares and your nicknames...” Came Hank’s muffled voice, the surface of her pearly orb bulging as he got comfortable.

“But I like giving you cute little names!” The mare whined, pouting as she slowly trotted for the door that lead to her shop. “Besides, Marshmallow is perfect for you. You’re delicious and round just like one~”

Despite her calling him fat, Hank wasn’t dismayed. She often called him her precious teddy bear, as she had him cuddle with her on cold nights. This was much to his irritation, even now. Still, he found her stomach comfortable, regardless if he protested against it. His world began swaying slightly as the mare began trotting towards the door.

Rarity stepped out into her boutique with as much flourish as her huge tummy would allow. “Welcome to Rarity’s Boutique, where everything is sheik and magnifeik!”

“Um, hi Rarity.”

“Fluttershy! Darling, how are you?” Rarity beamed as she noticed her friend, sporting an even larger belly between her legs. “I take it you brought Kevin and Merry with you? How are the dears?”

“Oh, they’re doing great! Kevin just started going to sixth grade and Merry got her first job as a message therapist. I’m so proud of them!” The cream Pegasus sweetly rubbed her pregnant-like belly, blushing as she felt her two pets move. “They seem to like my womb more than my tummy. And, actually, I do too.”

“And I couldn’t agree more.” Rarity assured with a nod and glanced back at her own huge gut. “It’s such a wonderful feeling to hold the dears like mothers. Your belly used like a snuggly hammock throughout the day. Carrying your human, or humans, around like a mother with foals. By the way Fluttershy, the task isn’t too straining, is it?”

“Oh no, not at all.” The Pegasus smiled reassuringly, turning her head to give her belly a motherly look. “These two sweeties are no trouble hauling around. Besides, I spend most of my time on the ground, so my legs are a bit stronger than the average Pegasus. N-not that I’m bragging… sorry…”

Rarity giggled at her blushing friend, stepping closer to give a hug. Reaching over with a polished hoof, the unicorn gave the side of her friend’s belly a rub, getting a bit of motion in response. Rarity smiled at the interaction, pulling away. “You? Bragging?! Pfft, never! That’s Rainbow Dash’s department. Speaking of our resident daredevil, how is she? Not dragging her human into another of her practice sessions, I hope.”

“Nope. We had a long talk about it, and she hasn’t done anything like it since.“

“That’s nice. Now, what do you think about my new product? This is more of a prototype, but it’s the general idea.” Rarity struck a pose to show off her new drip, huge belly swaying within the tight elastic.

“It’s very nice. Comfy for the mare just like her human?” Fluttershy smiled as she looked over her friend’s work, admiring how the fabric lay over her like a second skin.

“Quite. It helps that my dear Marshmallow practically dove down my throat~”

“O-oh.” Fluttershy blushed, gently caressing her active belly. “I’d say he loves it in your tummy Rarity!”

“The same goes for yours.” Rarity smirked, sloshing her belly rhythmically with her steps, trotting over to her desk to look over her orders. “Besides, I like to think they all do on some level, dear.”

“Uh, I think so too. But, I like to think that mine just like the privacy.” The Pegasus smiled knowingly as she sat back on her haunches and hugged her rambunctious belly. Her face turned red at a thought. “Who knows? I might get even more humans out of their many… uh, play dates…”

Rarity couldn’t help but giggle, feeling her own human stir. “Let’s hope so. Maybe it’ll encourage my dear Marshmallow into action.” She flashed her friend with a wink.

“Hm… maybe. I know Hank can be a little hoofful.” She rubbed her chin in thought. “Maybe try and hook him with Parsley? She wouldn’t let him get away with anything… but she would treat him nicely.”

Rarity hummed in her own distant thoughts. “Perhaps… but, I think we best leave that up to Harmony. After all, Harmony guides everyone, even in love.”

Fluttershy smiled with a knowing look at her friend. “You just can’t wait for the gossip tabloids.”

“You’re bucking right.” Rarity stated with a smirk, feeling Hank go still, knowing full well that his face was red.