I'm running out of ideas for these
It was a busy day in Canterlot but none thought they were busier than Moondancer who was working hard in a laboratory in the attempts to create something she thought was big! Something her friend Twilight would be heavily impressed with.
“Okay I think I got everything right…” the spectacle wearing mare says, as she goes over the brew she is concocting for her project. “I was surprised when Twilight sent me all this milk from some farm in Ponyville,” she adds, taking notes on the chemical reactions. “But it makes for a good base for alchemical projects for potions… and hot cocoa,” she tells herself, before getting back to work on the project. “If my calculations are right I could be on the cusp of perfecting a perfect pick me up potion,” she mumbles to herself.
Her idea came when seeing most ponies who work in some form of manual labor being often worn out and looking exhausted while working. And thus the idea was set into motion, a very affordable beverage potion that tastes good and imbues the drinker with enough stamina and energy to tackle the day with a renewed vigor. However due to this being a rather unstable and unpredictable product, she has had to do the testing all herself which has been trying.
However as of late the results have been less than favorable. The first batch tasted like cabbage… moldy dried up cabbage with no stamina boost, the second batch made her tired thus defeating the purpose of the beverage since after testing she took a nap, the third batch exploded. How? She still does not know. And the most recent batch being the fourth made her sneeze uncontrollably for an hour.
But this time she has finally perfected it… probably. She remains positive about her results as she continues to brew her miracle concoction, adding the few final ingredients to the mixture and using her magic to make sure it is perfected with a dramatic poofing sound for effect to symbolize it’s finished.
The liquid was a nice baby blue color with her grabbing the beaker and swishing it around a bit, she takes a deep breath knowing the next part is the risky bit. The test. Mustering her courage, Moondancer throws her head back and gulps down the blue beverage in one go, figuring getting it over would be the best course then builds up anxiety from drinking it.
After several minutes of standing there staring at the empty beaker nothing really happened. She begins moving her arms around but feeling no adverse effects or positive effects either.
“Another dud,” Moondancer frowns before going back to her notebook and jotting down the results, and trying to see where she went wrong on the formula. Disappointed her eye glances at the time before quickly doing a double take and stopping dead in her tracks of writing.
“Shoot that’s right, my appointment!” She exclaimed, realizing she lost track of time again.
She had recently taken the advice of some friends about her wardrobe considering that she mostly wore her sweater everywhere she goes. And Rarity had generously volunteered to help expand her repertoire, with volunteer being more akin to begging and crying for her not to wear that dingy sweater all the time. Rarity’s words of course not Moondancer’s.
Moondancer sighs before putting down her notes and deciding to get this over with, she couldn’t turn down Rarity’s offer at least not with all the begging she was doing and what not. Plus it couldn’t hurt to try it out for maybe special occasions. It would be good to have a nice dress or outfit planned.
She quickly heads out to the bustling streets of Canterlot watching the other ponies go about they’re busy days as she makes her way to Canterlot Carousel. Easily not standing out in the crowd as she tends to do despite the “ghastly” sweater she usually wears as Rarity puts it.
In no time she is outside the famed clothing proprietor run by the generous tailor and designer pony from Ponyville. Moondancer watches as happy customers saunter out with custom made dresses that are perfect for them. Letting out a big sigh and figuring to get this over with Moondancer enters.
She is immediately greeted by the sound of the bell signaling a new customer has entered. Seeing a customer enter the manager jumps into action.
“Welcome to Canterlot Carousel!” Sassy Saddles greets the spectacled pony. “Is there something I can do to assist you today?” she asks clearly, showing off her specialities of being in sales for so many years.
However her face drops seeing the lazy and rather dirty looking sweater trying her best not to say what’s really on her mind about it but her face clearly tells something else.
“Ummm I have an appointment with Rarity,” Moondancer informs her, which causes realization to wash over Sassy Saddles.
“Oh right you are the fashion disas- I mean special client Rarity mentioned she was having come by,” Saddles mentions nearly letting slip what Rarity called her. “She is in the back waiting for you,” she adds pointing to the back area of the shop.
“R-right thank you,” Moondancer says as Saddles flashes her best retail smile as she makes her way to the back.
“Sweet Celestia Rarity wasn’t kidding about that ugly sweater,” Saddles mutters to herself.
As Moondancer enters the backroom area and scans she soon sees Rarity busy stitching together a dress in the zone as it were, with complete and undivided focus on her face.
“Uh Rarity?” Moondancer calls out trying to get her attention.
“One moment darling,” Rarity proclaims as she works to finish the outfit before addressing her visitor. And after a moment Rarity smiles before holding up the dress which looked breathtaking. “Perfect!” she exclaims before setting the dress aside and turning to face Moondancer. “Ah Moondancer darling!” she once again exclaims before taking Moondancers hand and hastily dragging her near a table with a fitting booth next to it.
“I already went ahead and made a few dresses that should be a perfect fit so we can get an idea of what your style could be,” Rarity says, being rather pushy and pushing her into the fitting booth while handing her what seems like twenty various outfits and dresses. “Try them on and come out and model them for me to help give me an idea,” Rarity finishes.
“How do you know these will fit me?” Moondancer questions.
“Trust me darling, when you're as good as me you can eyeball it,” she reassures her.
With a sigh Moondancer begins to change and puts on the first red lace dress, before shyly exitting and striking a pose with Rarity tapping her chin before shaking her head making Moondancer have to try on the next one.
This goes on for a while with Moondancer changing over and over modeling for Rarity various styles from punk to goth to even steampunk.
While changing into what seems to be an outfit fit for a preppy pony her stomach begins to hurt and turn knots she grunts in pain as she also feels a burning near her crotch.
“Oh no, is this a side effect?” She asks herself, feeling a sudden change as suddenly a sixteen inch horse cock erupts from her crotch along with a matching twin set of nuts joins it with her screaming in a mix of pained pleasure which catches Rarity’s attention.
“Are you alright darling!?” Rarity loudly exclaims pulling open the curtain out of concern before seeing the fully erect dick “Oh my!” Rarity adds seeing the sight.
Moondancer then sniffs smelling the smell some stallions can only smell, the ripe scent of a mare in season ready to be stuffed and filled with cock cream.
“Need pussy now!” Moondancer shouts lunging at Rarity and knocking her down and tearing off her dress to outfit to reveal a freshly glistening puss.
“Oh my M-moon dancer what’s gotten into you?” Rarity asks secretly, finding this a huge turn on, being pinned down and to be ravaged by a large beast. Maybe she will just play along and enjoy the fun of this situation.
Without delay Moondancer spreads Rarity’s legs open like butter and immediately spears her way into the wet coochie. Rarity’s eyes cross in twisted pleasure as she further soaks the invading prick and immediately and instinctively leg locks Moondancer after numerous romps with other lovers Rarity does this as if second nature. This does not slow down the rutting Moondancer begins afflicting upon Rarity’s snatch mind you instead it only aids in the powerfulness of them leaving loud echoing wet schlaps instead of piston fast plaps. Rarity’s mascara began to run as tears of joyous pleasure rundown her face as she moaned loudly to the echoes of the empty back room as her cunny creams itself and surrounds the invading prick for dear life.
“Good wet cunt!” Mondancer grunts as she continues to pound the generous marshmallow snatch, freeing the soft melons and suckling on them like a newborn seeking milk. Moondancer’s nuts continue to echo off of the plush rump of the dress designer, getting soaked in the runoff of the pussy juice, her whole body was running at the pace of a rabbit more than a pony at this rate with how hard and face she was burying herself into Rarity’s naughty hole.
“D-darling can you s-slow down!” Rarity pleads, realizing her mind is going back from pleasure. But it falls upon deaf ears as Moondancer continues to pound her into a coma almost.
“You mock my style!” Moondancer grunts out in a fury as a hand mauls the marshmallow’s boobies, pinching the nipples and pulling on them which begins eliciting loud moans of pleasure from Rarity. “You think I am just some drab nerd but no you're just a slutty prima donna!” Moondancer declares as she relentlessly jackhammers Rarity’s cunt into oblivion, regaining a bit of her awareness now with most of her lust being poured into fucking. “Now take my seed tramp!” Moondancer announces before slamming herself home and unloading enough jizz to make Rarity have a bit of a bump through her dress which is so far in shambles a tad bit. Rarity’s eyes start rolling back in her head a bit as she once again orgasms for the fourth time at the feeling of being filled with hot baby batter.
With a loud grunt Moondancer pulls out and coats Rarity in a few strands of cum further ruining the dress that had been slightly torn from vigorous copulation.
“Fuck that was a good cum!” Moondancer announces stroking her semi erect member before using her magic to pick up Rarity grabbing the cum coated mare's horn and slapping her with her cum slicked prick. “Clean me up slut and I’ll give ya a nice pearl necklace,” Moondancer teases before stuffing her meat down Rarity’s gob and holding her in place as she receives a nice blowjob after a good long fucking.
“While this wasn’t the result I was seeking with my potion this isn’t too bad,” Moondancer hypothesizes. “However I wonder how it would affect those with male genitalia and if it gives females a penis is it permanent?” she wonders aloud while throat fucking Rarity who gags and coughs around her erection. “Will need further testing…” she mutters to herself before pulling her cock out and blasting a load all over Rarity’s face and chest. Rarity soon falls over, passing out from a pleasure overload while Moondancer lets out a sigh of accomplishment.
“Oh Rarity, it's time for lunch, what should we get…” Sassy Saddles begins to ask walking in and seeing a semi erect nude Moondancer standing over a cum covered and passed out Rarity.
The two stare at each other making awkward eye contact through the silence before Sassy Saddles shrugs.
“Eh sloppy seconds ain’t too bad, plus I haven’t gotten laid in months,” Saddles replies stripping out of her garb and approaching a now smug looking Moondancer who strokes her dick back to life as Saddles kneels down and starts sucking on some sloppy seconds. Further testing is just what Moondancer needed after all!
