The Nightmare Potion

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Rarity returned home after the meeting with Twilight feeling a little disappointed that she wasn’t invited to spend the day with her and Shining Armor; she would have loved to schmooze with royalty. But, Rarity understood that Twilight and Shining wanted some time to catch up with each other, since they didn’t get a lot of time during the wedding. Rarity spent the rest of the day designing and making new outfits and accessories. Sweetie Belle had the flu so her parents hadn’t asked her to babysit. Rarity felt sorry for her little sister, but she was able to get so much more done.

Rarity drank her bit of potion with dinner. Because it looked so much like it, she had it instead of her normal red wine. However, when she found it to be rather tasteless, she poured herself a second glass of actual liquor. After cleaning up, she went through the tedious but necessary tasks of washing and getting ready for bed; all made to ensure that she would look marvelous when she woke up the next morning. Rarity gave Opal a few pets before sliding into bed without wrinkling the blankets and pulling her sleep mask over her eyes.

***

Rarity woke up in a bed that was not her own. Even though she still had her sleep mask on, she could tell by the sounds outside that she must be in Canterlot. Someone next to her rolled over and put their arms around her stomach. They pulled her in so that Rarity’s back was against their chest and hugged her. Rarity didn’t know who it was, but they must be a strapping stallion; she could feel all of the well-defined muscles in his chest and arms. Rarity sighed in pleasure, “Good morning darling.”

The stallion must have felt as excited as she did. They reached one hand up to squeeze one of her breasts and the other down to caress the inside of her thigh, Rarity only now realizing she was already naked. “Ooh... That feels wonderful,” she giggled. The stallion leaned in and kissed her neck. Rarity reached up and played with his long wavy hair. Rarity slid onto her back and beckoned to her partner, “Come here darling.” The stallion got up over her and kissed her full on the mouth. In less time than it took Rarity to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips, their tongues were already playing with one another. Rarity pulled him is closer and he pushed harder into the bed as they went.

Rarity had always longed for a stallion as romantic as this, and now it was finally happening. The only way it could possibly get any better was is he had blond hair and was a unicorn. It was time to find out who this was. Still tonguing, Rarity used her magic to lift her sleep mask off of her face and slowly opened her eyes.

Once her eyes had adjusted to the light she finally recognized the face of her romancer. “Blueblood!” she shouted as she broke the kiss.

“Good morning beautiful,” he replied with a smile.

Rarity was still too shocked to do anything but yell at him. “What in Celestia’s name are you doing!?!”

“Showing you I can be romantic.” Blueblood leaned back in and kissed her.

In surprise, Rarity held still for a second before starting to fight him. “Get off me!” she yelled as she pushed back on his chest. Rarity had never been more livid than she was right now. Blueblood had some nerve; kissing and feeling her up without telling her who was doing it.

“Please Miss Rarity, give me another chance,” pleaded Blueblood as he leaned in again, but Rarity would have none of it. She pushed him back so he was on his knees over her. Rarity went to scratch him with her long fingernails but he grabbed her by the wrists. He pinned her arms over her head. They were now chest-to-chest again with Rarity spitting curses at Blueblood.

“Get off me you son of a bitch!” Rarity struggled to break free but Blueblood was putting his toned body to effective use.

“Just let me make it up to you.” There was no way Rarity was going to let him kiss her but that didn’t seem to be his intention. He instead lowered his head to nuzzle and kiss the nape of her neck. Rarity continued to struggle but she wasn’t sure what to make of Blueblood’s motive. He didn’t sound snarky or vengeful, so why was he being so forceful? Blueblood had maneuvered her arms so he could hold them down with one hand. With his now free hand he reached down and gently grabbed one of her breasts.

“What the hell are you doing!?!” gasped Rarity.

“Like I said, I’m showing you I can be romantic.” Rarity couldn’t tell if Blueblood was the best bluffer in Equestria or completely clueless because his voice sounded dead straight. Blueblood started to squeeze her breast as he moved his head down to the other. “You’re lovely Miss Rarity,” he sighed before sucking on her pink nipple. Rarity moaned and squirmed. She didn’t know what to think. Had it been any other stallion she would be encouraging them, but this was Blueblood, the most self-centered colt she had ever met. But why was he doing this? Was he trying to get back at her from what happened at the gala, or was he actually trying to make amends but going about it completely the wrong way?

Blueblood took a quick break from suckling on her breast, “Your nipples are getting so hard.” He went right back to licking and kissing her breasts, reaching his free hand down between her legs. Rarity yelped as he placed his hand on her womanhood. “Wow, you’re already wet.”

“Stop touching me you creep!” grunted partially through her teeth was the best rebuttal Rarity could manage.

“Don’t you like it?” asked Blueblood as he began to swirl his fingers over her clit. Rarity moaned in pleasure. Rarity might not have wanted this but her body did. Blueblood delicately dipped one of his fingers, only up to the first knuckle into her wanting pussy. Rarity screamed and contorted at the sensation, the fight starting to ebb from her. Blueblood flexed his finger up and down inside her, making her wiggle even more. He stopped after a bit and strained himself up, getting back up on his knees while still holding down Rarities hands. “We’re ready now,” Rarity felt the tip of his cock press against her labia.

“Don’t you dare!” threatened Rarity, but Blueblood’s mind was made up.

“I’ll make you a princess,” and he began to push his manhood into her folds. Rarity wiggled and twisted as best as she could to try and throw him off but it was no use. Rarity managed to struggle until the head of his cock was all the way inside her. After that, all she could do was scream as she felt the rest of his shaft filling her up. Blueblood let go of her wrists and took her hands in his, weaving his fingers into hers. Blueblood was now laying on top of her again; Rarity had never felt anyone as close as this before.

Rarity continued to scream, her mind hated what was happening but her body loved it. Blueblood kissed her neck as he continued to give her the best fuck of her life; at least it would be if he was anyone else. “You’re hot, and you’re so hot inside,” he whispered in her ear.

“No…get your cock out of me…I hate it…” Rarity cried between moans.

“But your so wet,” answered Blueblood. Rarity knew that was true, she could feel her juices running down the insides of her thighs and ass. As if to silence her criticism, Blueblood arched his back and thrusted hard. Rarity’s screams reached a new pitch; she had never felt that full or something that deep inside her. Blueblood gave a few more strokes like that, eliciting more screams before pressing his chest against Rarity’s again.

Blueblood increased his pace, “Rarity, we’re getting close.” Rarity could feel it as well, not only in her body but in his by the way his muscles flexed. The pitch of Rarity’s scream increased as his thrusts got faster and harder. Rarity wanted to push him off, force him out, anything to stop what was happening but her body wouldn’t obey. “Here it is my queen,” said Blueblood and with a final thrust he came. Rarity’s pussy and belly felt like they were filling with fire as her climax took her and Blueblood pumped his spunk deep into her. Rarity screamed louder than she ever had in her life.

***

Rarity shivered before ripping off her sleep mask with her magic. She took quick breaths as she looked around her bedroom before sinking back into the bed. She noticed that her thrashing had thrown her hair and tail into disarray. Not one to try and go back to sleep messy Rarity pushed the covers aside to go and straighten up. It was only then she noticed that she was lying with her legs spread apart and the crotch of her panties soaked all the way through. That had never happened before when she was dreaming.

To clean everything up at once, Rarity took a shower rather than brush her main and tail. Her hands knew what to do when it came to fixing her hair but she couldn’t stop thinking about her dream. Had she just left her sleep mask on it would have been the best dream she ever had. Now all she could think about was Blueblood. Maybe he had changed. Maybe she should give him a second chance. Rarity didn’t know but chances were that she wouldn’t be seeing him anytime soon.

Rarity dried herself off and restyled her hair and tail before sliding back into bed. She picked up her sleep mask and was about to put it on, but then she thought better about it. If she was going to wake up with a stallion in her bed, she would like to at least know who it was.

The next morning everyone in the experiment gathered back at the library. They met later than planned; it had been a long night for all of them. Even Pinkie, who was usually chipper and full of energy, was quiet. Eventually, Twilight gathered all the materials she needed to take down notes of the results. Twilight scanned each one of her friend’s faces. “So I take it the potion didn’t work?” Everyone around the table agreed. “Alright. Well if you don’t mind, what made them so bad?” Everyone went silent, they all remembered all the details of their dreams, but didn’t want to give all of them.

Rainbow Dash finally spoke up, “Princess Luna was mad at me.” Twilight took note and didn’t pry further.

Rarity went next, “I was stuck with Blueblood and his un-chivalrous ways.”

“I was still stranded in Dodge Junction,” answered Applejack, “And Big Mac and Apple Bloom had bad dreams too.”

Everyone looked at Applejack in surprise. “You made your sister drink that potion?” asked Rarity sounding somewhat horrified.

“No, it was an honest misunderstanding. She drank it when I wasn’t home.” Rarity didn’t look pleased, but Applejack’s answer calmed her down.

“And what about you, Pinkie?” asked Twilight.

“I didn’t drink mine,” said Pinkie sheepishly.

“I can’t believe you chickened out,” said Rainbow.

“No! You don’t understand. I couldn’t drink the potion,” explained Pinkie

“Why not?” asked Twilight.

“Because it disappeared.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes, “That’s the lamest excuse I ever heard.”

“I’m serious!” continued Pinkie. “When I got home, I asked the Cakes if I could keep it in their room so the twins wouldn’t get it. Mr. and Mrs. Cake’s room is off-limits for the twins.”

“They probably just went in there anyway,” explained Rainbow.

“That’s just it: one of us was with the twins all day. But when we put them to bed and went to get the potion, it was gone. We looked everywhere for it, I even turned the room upside-down.” Rainbow shuttered at that statement; with Pinkie, turning the room “upside-down” could very well be in the literal sense.

“How strange,” said Twilight. “Well if it happens to turn up, we could always use another result.”

Pinkie shrank into her chair a little, “After hearing about everyone else’s dreams, I’m not sure if I want to.”