Rainbow Dash's First Foray into Stardom
Rainbow Dash stretched her wings wide, feeling the tension release from her sore flight muscles. She had just finished her morning training session and was about to head home when she heard a familiar voice calling her name as she took a nice leisurely cool-down walk down the streets of Ponyville. It…almost seemed like it was coming from Rarity’s boutique.
“That’s weird. I’d better go check it out,” she thought. After all, she was in a good mood after her morning practice, so she thought she’d be altruistic for once and check on her friend.
"Rainbow Dash! Rainbow!" Rarity's voice sounded unusually urgent and notably hoarse as Rainbow Dash entered the boutique. Turning the corner of the half-opened door, she peered in to see the elegant white pony reclining wearily on her chaise, a piece of paper floating beside her in a magical blue aura.
"Hey, Rares! What's up?" Rainbow asked, folding her wings and trotting over to meet her friend.
Rarity acknowledged her, panting slightly. "Oh, Rainbow, I'm so glad I caught you! I need to ask you for a huge favor."
Rainbow raised an eyebrow. "A favor? What kind of favor?"
Rarity took a deep, belabored breath. "You know how I won that contest to spend a week with Sparkling Beauty and experience the star life in the most fabulous estate in Equestria? Well, it starts tomorrow, and—"
"Whoa, whoa, wait a second," Rainbow interrupted, holding up a hoof. "You get to spend a whole week with Sparkling Beauty?! I know you’d kill for that, and for good reason. Fashion and fame aren’t really my thing, but for you, I can’t imagine anything better. That’s awesome! But why do you need a favor?"
Rarity’s face fell. "I've come down with an utterly dreadful cold," she said, her voice now thick with congestion. "I can hardly breathe, let alone enjoy a week of glamorous activities. So, I was wondering… if you could go in my place?"
"Me?” Rainbow Dash blinked incredulously. “Spend a week with Sparkling Beauty? But, Rares, that’s more your speed. You know, fancy parties, fashion shows, catwalks…"
Rarity nodded, her expression earnest. "I know, darling. But you’ve always been there for me, and I remember quite well how I helped you in the past with your…let’s say very intimate problem with Zephyr Breeze when he visited you in Cloudsdale…you know, darling when you finally gave in and he almost sent some ‘interesting’ videos of you to all of Ponyville, not that I need to drag that whole affair into this. Let’s just agree that you owe me, Rainbow, and I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t important."
Rainbow hesitated, thinking of her busy schedule. "But what about my training? And the weather duties?"
"Already taken care of," Rarity replied quickly. "I've spoken with Twilight and the administration of the weather team. They've agreed to cover for you. Please, Rainbow. It would mean the world to me."
"Alright, Rares,” Rainbow Dash sighed, then smiled. “I’ll do it. But you owe me big time for this."
Rarity’s eyes sparkled with gratitude. "Thank you, Rainbow! You’re a true friend. Here, take this." She floated the piece of paper over to Rainbow Dash. "It’s the itinerary. Everything you need to know is there."
Rainbow took the paper and glanced at it. "Alright, I guess I better go pack. When do I leave?"
"First thing tomorrow morning," Rarity said, giving her a weak but appreciative smile. "And Dash, thank you again."
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The next morning, Rainbow Dash stood at the Ponyville train station, her saddlebags packed and ready. She scanned the crowd, looking for any sign of the train to Canterlot. It wasn’t long before she saw it pull into the station, a sleek and shiny engine that screamed luxury and class.
"Well, here goes nothing," she muttered to herself, boarding the train. She found her seat and settled in, pulling out the itinerary Rarity had given her.
The list of activities was overwhelming: exclusive parties, private tours, photoshoots, and even a spa day. Rainbow Dash shook her head. "This is so not my thing," she whispered, but a part of her was excited. Spending a week with a celebrity wasn’t something that happened every day.
When the train arrived in Canterlot after an otherwise uneventful journey, Rainbow Dash disembarked and looked around. The platform was bustling with ponies, but it didn’t take long to spot Sparkling Beauty’s assistant, a tall well-groomed unicorn stallion holding a sign with Rarity’s name on it.
"Excuse me, I’m Rainbow Dash. I’m here in place of Rarity," she said, approaching the spectacled stallion.
He looked her up and down, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Ah, Miss Dash. We were expecting Miss Rarity…but no matter. Welcome. I’m Silver Script, Sparkling Beauty’s personal assistant. Please follow me."
Rainbow Dash followed Silver Script through the crowded streets of Canterlot, feeling a bit out of place. Well, to be honest, very out of place. The buildings were tall and pristine, and the ponies around her were dressed in the latest couture. Finally, they arrived at a luxurious hotel. Silver Script led her inside and up to a suite on the top floor.
“Penthouse, nice!” thought Rainbow Dash to herself.
"Miss Beauty is currently at a photoshoot, but she’ll be back shortly. Please make yourself comfortable," Silver Script said, opening the door to the suite.
Rainbow Dash stepped inside and gasped. The room was truly enormous, with plush furniture, a king-sized bed, and a balcony with a stunning view of Canterlot and the spires of its largest central castle. She dropped her saddlebags and wandered around, taking it all in.
"This is unreal," she muttered, flopping onto the bed. She stared up at the ceiling, wondering what the week would bring.
A couple of hours later, Rainbow Dash was lounging on the balcony when she heard the door open. She turned to see Sparkling Beauty walk in, a stunning unicorn with a shimmering tan-colored coat and a flowing blonde voluminous mane augmented with silver and gold highlights. Through the bangs of her mane, Dash could see the unicorn’s smoky eyeshadow and the black mascara which brought out the color of her piercing cerulean eyes. With a smile lined with bold vermillion lipstick. As if modeling for a fashion shoot, the unicorn turned her head slightly, displaying her ‘good angle’ to Rainbow Dash, which featured a small black beauty mark on her cheek. As she swayed toward the pegasus, Rainbow Dash was able to catch a brief glimpse of the unicorn’s cutie mark on her flank—a large shimmer diamond surrounded by golden coins.
Even though Rainbow Dash had never met this pony before, she exuded a confidence and an air that was nearly impossible to ignore. She seemed to be the type that many in the simple backwater of Ponyville would call a diva—a prima donna, the type of pony who always (and I mean always), had to have it her way. She was the type to bask in her money and fame, understanding that one could be rich and famous just by virtue of being rich and famous, as was common for so many influencers in creative spheres in Canterlot. And why wouldn’t she? By the way she dressed and swayed while walking across the room, as if on a catwalk, it seemed she relished this sort of existence, replete with alluring outfits, the latest trends, and the most risque avant-garde fashion.
"Hello! You must be Rainbow Dash," Sparkling Beauty said, her voice warm and welcoming.
Rainbow jumped up and extended a hoof. "Yeah, that’s me. Nice to meet you, Sparkling Beauty."
Sparkling Beauty shook her hoof, smiling. "It’s a pleasure to meet you too. I was looking forward to meeting Rarity, but I’ve heard so much about you. You’re quite the hero of the skies, aren’t you?"
Rainbow Dash blushed slightly. "Well, I’ve had my moments. But this whole star life thing… It’s a bit out of my league."
Sparkling Beauty laughed, a light, melodic sound. "Oh, don’t worry about that. We’ll have fun, I promise. How about we start with a little tour of Canterlot? I’ll show you some of my favorite spots."
Rainbow Dash grinned. "That sounds awesome. Lead the way."
“Oh, my dear, I almost forgot,” interjected Sparkling Beauty. “Just a bit of paperwork for you to sign. It’s just some standard boilerplate as part of a contract that everypony signs before they spend a week under my aegis.” The celebrity handed Rainbow Dash a thick packet of papers bound together with two binder clips.
“What is all of this?” asked Rainbow Dash quizzically. “I didn't know that there was so much legal documentation needed just to hang out with a star!”
“Again, don't be alarmed. It just includes a standard liability form that we make all of our guests sign. Importantly, it includes some information about lost property, refunds, reimbursements & indemnities, some force majeure clauses, and some other important details and provisos that might be important later on… but you need not concern yourself with them now!” she added jovially.
“Fine, I guess there's not too much to worry about. After all, you only live once!” said Rainbow Dash as she took the pen clipped to the packet in her mouth and signed the document, which the celebrity quickly took and stored away in her fashionable leather satchel.
“Splendid, now we can go ahead and proceed with the fun!”
With Sparkling Beauty’s formalities fully sorted out, the two ponies could wholeheartedly focus on the fun and networking that awaited them. As the week progressed, Rainbow Dash found herself swept up in a whirlwind of activities. Despite her initial hesitation, she began to enjoy herself. Sparkling Beauty was down-to-earth and fun to be around, and the events were more exciting than she had anticipated.
In the afternoon, they attended a private party at a lavish mansion. Rainbow Dash mingled with celebrities and influential ponies, feeling surprisingly comfortable. She found herself talking to a familiar Wonderbolt, Spitfire, who was also a guest at the party. It was clear that while Spitfire was a prominent local player within the Wonderbolts back in Ponyville, the star power lent to Rainbow Dash by her well-known new acquaintance Sparkling Beauty put her at a great advantage and placed her firmly in the spotlight within the milieu of the party.
"Hey, Spitfire! Didn’t expect to see you here," Rainbow Dash said, grinning.
Spitfire raised an eyebrow. "Rainbow Dash? What brings you to a fancy shindig like this?"
"I’m filling in for a friend," Rainbow explained. "But hey, it’s been pretty cool."
Spitfire chuckled. "Well, it’s good to see you here. You’re handling yourself pretty well. How’s the week been?"
Rainbow shrugged. "Honestly, it’s just been like a day, but it’s been kinda fun. Sparkling Beauty’s awesome. We’ve done some cool stuff."
"Glad to hear it," Spitfire said, taking a sip of her drink. "Maybe this star life suits you after all."
As if blowing through the party like a wisp of smoke on the breeze, Sparkling Beauty approached Rainbow Dash from behind. “Looks like someone is making friends!”
“Oh…yeah. I was just talking to a…friend, I guess.”
“No worries, dear. Let me introduce you to some real movers and shakers in the fashion world, they will simply love to see your mane, so chic! We’ll have to do something about how you style it..but tish-tish for now, let me introduce you!”
With that, the rest of the night was spent in polite conversation with big figures from Manehattan and power hitters in the Canterlot art scene, swirling past Rainbow Dash as each cocktail made her increasingly loose and uninhibited…
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By the end of the first two days of the star-soaked experience, Rainbow Dash was exhausted, exhilarated, and just a tad hungover. She had attended fashion shows, gone on exclusive tours, and even been part of a high-profile media panel, not to mention the autographing sessions, sightseeing, and luxury food she had the unique chance to try out.
Just waking up on the third day, Rainbow Dash was excited to see what her stylish host Sparkling Beauty had in store for her.
After giving a perfunctory knock on the door of Dash’s penthouse before entering, the renowned fashion star approached Rainbow Dash with an air of almost matriarchal amiability.
“How are you this fine morning, darling, you really were the showstopper last night. Every director and model recruiter in Canterlot wanted a piece of you!”
“Oh, wow! Well…thanks, I guess. I honestly don't remember too much from last night, but I’m sure I made a royal fool of myself, no need to spare me the embarrassment.”
“By no means, my dear! You actually impressed everyone with your charm…albeit a somewhat tomboyish charm, but nevertheless!”
“Well, thanks. I didn’t even know I had it in me.”
“By Celestia, you do! I even would wager to say that your performance has outshined even my best expectations for Rarity, who, while ever the elegant pony, simply lacks the…pizzaz you possess.”
The two shared a moment of silence, with Rainbow dash smiling warmly at her new famous social benefactor. However, Sparkling Beauty soon shifted the tone of the exchange, her voice carrying a hint of determination.
"Rainbow Dash," Sparkling began, her voice gentle but firm, "I have been meaning to tell you…I believe it's time for a change. You have done wonders with your current look and you have such potential, but to truly shine in high society, you need to refine your image."
Rainbow Dash's eyes widened, her hooves instinctively crossing in front of her chest. "What? But I like how I look! I'm not interested in fitting into some sort of fancy mold."
Sparkling's eyes gleamed with a mix of sympathy and determination. "I understand your hesitation, Rainbow Dash, but trust me, this is for your own good. Canterlot's high society has certain…expectations, and with a few adjustments, you can elevate your image to a whole new level."
Rainbow Dash's wings twitched with a hint of defiance. "Why should I care about what some snooty old ponies think? I'm proud of who I am, and I won't change just to please others."
"Rainbow Dash,” Sparkling Beauty's expression softened, her voice taking on a more persuasive tone. “My intentions are not to strip away your identity, but to enhance it. With a touch of refinement and filling out your natural curves, you can capture the attention of ponies who might otherwise overlook your exceptional talents. This is an opportunity to reach new heights and showcase your true potential."
Rainbow Dash's eyes narrowed, her voice laced with skepticism. "And what if I don't want those ponies' attention? What if I'm content with the friends I have?”
Sparkling Beauty sighed softly, her gaze fixed on Rainbow Dash. "It's not about abandoning your friends or narrowing your horizons, Rainbow Dash. It's about expanding your options, seizing opportunities that might open doors you never even knew existed. High society can be a realm of connections and possibilities that could benefit you… and whose to say your friends wouldn’t benefit too."
Rainbow Dash's ears flattened against her head, her voice tinged with frustration. "I still don't like it. I don't want to be someone I'm not just to fit into some fancy circle. I'd rather be true to myself. My 100% awesome self."
Sparkling Beauty's eyes held a flicker of disappointment, but she remained resolute. "Rainbow Dash, the terms of the contract you signed are unconditional. I implore you to reconsider. This makeover is meant to showcase your unique qualities in a way that appeals to a wider audience. It's an opportunity for growth and recognition. And, above all, I have the know-how to make you look fabulous!"
“No! Don’t make me say it again!” Dash huffed.
Sparkling Beauty, with a dastardly glint in her eyes, channeled her magic through her horn with an ominous violet hue. A soft, ethereal glow enveloped Rainbow Dash, lifting her off the ground and rendering her immobile. Rainbow Dash—now completely frozen in midair—struggled against the invisible force, her wings flapping frantically in an attempt to break free until they too failed her and came to a numb stop.
"Let me go!" Rainbow Dash shouted, her voice filled with frustration and defiance.
Sparkling Beauty's gaze remained unwavering as she maintained her powerful, unshakable hold on Rainbow Dash. "I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash, but the terms of the contract grant me the authority to do as I please. And what I please, in this moment, is to give you a makeover that will captivate all those who lay eyes on you."
"You can't just force me to change!” Rainbow Dash's eyes widened, a mix of anger and disbelief coursing through her now-paralyzed outstretched limbs. “I never agreed to this!"
Sparkling Beauty's voice held a hint of nonchalance as she continued to manipulate Rainbow Dash's immobilized form, preparing her for the glow-up to come. "Oh, my dear Rainbow Dash, you didn't read the contract thoroughly, did you? Poor thing! It clearly states that I have complete and utter control over your appearance and body during this collaboration. Consider it an oversight on your part."
Rainbow Dash's struggle intensified, but it was futile against the overwhelming power of Sparkling Beauty's well-honed magic. She tried to thrash her hooves in the air to no avail while shouting, her voice filled with desperation: "This isn't fair! You can't just take away my will to decide!"
Sparkling Beauty's expression remained stoic, her focus solely on the task at hoof. "Fairness is subjective here, Rainbow Dash. In the realm of fashion, sometimes sacrifices must be made to achieve greatness. Trust me, when I'm done, you'll understand that beauty must lie solely in the hooves of the talented."
Rainbow Dash's protests fell on deaf ears as Sparkling Beauty meticulously worked her magic. First, to start the elaborate set of machinations that the celebrity had brewing in her mind, with the telekinetic magic of her horn, Sparkling Beauty’s whalebone brush glided through Rainbow Dash's mane, reshaping it into an elegant and sophisticated foundation on which the fashionista could eventually work her magic. With each stroke, the vibrant rainbow colors of her mane were subdued, replaced by a more tamed preliminary coif that exuded the simplicity of a showstopping movie star with nearly unlimited potential.
Sparkling Beauty, her magic still holding Rainbow Dash firmly in place, quickly started the real work of Dash’s transformation by retrieving a sparkly pink v-neck dress from a nearby chifferobe. Fortunately, for the fashion guru, Rainbow Dash was not wearing any clothes to start off with, making her work all the easier. As Sparkling moved the dress with her magic, she started by angling the dress over Dash’s head, maneuvering the flared hem of the fabric over her shoulders until it extended snugly and elegantly to just a few inches above the knees of Dash’s hind legs. The fabric of the deep-cut dress clung to Rainbow Dash's athletic form, accentuating her curves and highlighting her well-toned physique, especially around her chest and flank. The dress shimmered under the light, its sequins catching every glimmer, as if they were stars adorning Rainbow Dash's very being and complementing the rich magenta hue of her eyes.
Next, Sparkling Beauty summoned a pair of golden heels, their sleek design adding elegance and a bit of statuesque height to Rainbow Dash's stature. As she slipped them onto Dash's hooves with her magic powers, they seemed to imbue her with a movie star’s grace, as if the very act of wearing them transmuted her movements into a display of sophistication. The shoes themselves were of a kitten heel design, with a strap across her hoof which accentuated the general shapeliness of her pastern and fetlock. The strap, differentiating itself from the rest of the shoe, possessed a unique sheen that caught the eye and drew attention to the elegant and almost noble-looking footwear.
To complete the ensemble, Sparkling Beauty draped a white ermine fur coat over Rainbow Dash's shoulders. The fashion guru allowed the fur’s natural weight to fall on Dash’s curves without much intervention on her part. The softness of the decadent, thick fur caressed her skin, leaving a trail of warmth. The coat added a touch of opulence, contrasting with Rainbow Dash's natural vibrancy and creating a striking visual contrast. The coat’s soft navy inner lining, itself made of velvet, seemed to exude a rich air while the coat’s weight felt comforting to Dash, even amidst the horror of not being able to control her limbs.
With Rainbow Dash now adorned in her new attire, Sparkling Beauty turned her attention to the finer details. She levitated a pair of wide, tapered golden hooped earrings, each of which housed a continuously interspersed bead of meticulously inset rubies crosshatched with counter-set sapphires to augment the underlying chromatic themes of her outfit. Wasting no time, Sparkling forcibly placed them through Rainbow Dash's ears, carving a thin path through the flesh of her ears as they underwent a piercing on the spot.
“Ahhhhh! What the fuck!” Dash cried out as the metal needles of the earrings’ fasteners drove through her ears. “Stooopppp!”
“That’s quite enough of you, dear!” Sparkling responded coldly as she used her magic to close Dash’s mouth and hold it shut.
“HMMM! Hmm, hmmmm…” Dash tried to scream through uncooperative lips, trying to ease the pain as best as she could.
Continuing on unperturbed, the fashion guru saw how the earrings glinted in the light, framing her face with a touch of glamour and refinement.
As the final touch, Sparkling Beauty adjusted Rainbow Dash's mane, taming the strands into a sleek, swept-up style, preserving volume while underscoring the natural colors of her hair. To accomplish this, Sparkling used a healthy application of hairspray in several passes to ensure that Dash’s hair was both tall, voluminous, and styled in a manner that added to the height lent to her by her heels. Likewise, the vibrant colors that once defined Rainbow Dash's mane were now seemingly more organized—subdued, yet only in the most orderly of ways. In this sense, the intensity of her mane’s hues were augmented with a more understated elegance.
Rainbow Dash levitated there, still held in place by Sparkling Beauty's implacable magic, her appearance utterly changed. The vibrant and rebellious mare had been transformed into a vision of high-class sophistication. But things were just getting started.
Sparkling Beauty, never one to overlook even the smallest details, continued the makeover with meticulous precision. With a flick of her horn, she conjured a dazzling gem necklace, adorned with a variety of sparkling forest-green emeralds in different shades and sizes. The necklace gracefully settled around Rainbow Dash's neck.
Not content with just the necklace, Sparkling Beauty summoned a set of golden bracelets, each one delicately crafted and exquisitely designed. She carefully slid them onto Rainbow Dash's forelegs, the cool touch of the metal sending a shiver through her body. The bracelets added a touch of luxury, shimmering with their golden hue and shining with their platinum helix-shaped inlays with every subtle movement.
With the accessories in place, Sparkling Beauty turned her attention back to Rainbow Dash's mane. Her horn glowed brightly as she worked her magic, causing Rainbow Dash's well-styled mane (or at least the parts that extended behind her ears) to transform into soft, luscious waves. Each strand fell into place with effortless grace, framing her face in a way that accentuated her features and added a touch of allure.
As the waves cascaded down, Sparkling Beauty took a step back to admire her work. Rainbow Dash, still suspended in the air, now radiated an aura of refined beauty. Her once wild and untamed appearance had been tamed into a new, almost glitzy form.
“You…won’t…get…away…with…this,” she struggled to mutter, barely overcoming the effects of Sparkling’s magic.
“Oh, Dashie, I already am…” Sparkling responded menacingly.
Naturally, Sparkling Beauty wasn't finished yet, not by a long shot. With another flourish of her horn, she conjured a subtle, yet enchanting, scent that lingered in the air around Rainbow Dash. The fragrance was a blend of eucalyptus and thyme with earthy undertones, leaving a trail of refreshing calm in its wake. This scent was more for the pegasus’s clothes and for the fashion guru herself, as the scent she wanted to give to the rainbow-maned mare was still being chosen in the rolodex of smells the fashionista kept in reserve in the back of her mind.
Sparkling Beauty, her soul emboldened by her power over the pegasus, proceeded to enhance Rainbow Dash's already captivating features. Holding a set of makeup brushes in her magical aura, she began the delicate process of applying the products.
"Let's start with your lips, dear," Sparkling Beauty remarked, her voice filled with a hint of jittery excitement. She selected a small, fluffy applicator brush and dipped it into a creamy, pink lipstick. With precise movements and even strokes tracing the outline of her mouth, she applied the color to Rainbow Dash's lips, accentuating their natural fullness and giving them a soft, inviting ‘pop’.
"Now, for your eyes," Sparkling Beauty whispered, her voice filled with coy anticipation. She picked up a small, tapered brush and dipped it into a palette of pink eyeshadow. Using gentle flared out strokes, she carefully applied the eyeshadow to Rainbow Dash's eyelids, blending the hues seamlessly to create a subtle gradient that enhanced her eyes' radiance.
To give Rainbow Dash's eyes a more defined and dramatic look, Sparkling Beauty reached for a thin, angled brush and a pot of jet-black mascara. With precision and a steady telekinetic hoof, she expertly coated Rainbow Dash's lashes, adding length and volume that framed her eyes with an air of mystique.
Next, Sparkling Beauty took a fine-tipped brush and a pot of black eyeliner. With swift and confident strokes, she carefully drew a winged tip along the outer corners of Rainbow Dash's eyes, accentuating their shape and creating a captivating gaze that demanded attention while drawing further emphasis toward her naturally rich eye color.
Throughout the process, Sparkling Beauty offered intermittent comments, her voice filled with both praise and guidance. "Your lips are just the right shade of pink now," she murmured, her gaze focused on her work. "And the eyeshadow brings out the vibrancy of your eyes…they are just ever so perfect, dear."
As she continued with the makeup application, Sparkling Beauty also took the time to highlight Rainbow Dash's cheekbones with a touch of blush, giving her a soft and healthy glow. Finally, she applied a subtle dusting of shimmering powder to complete the look, giving Rainbow Dash's skin a flawless finish, making her look as if she just stepped off a red carpet.
With the makeup process complete, at least at the end of this intermediate step, Sparkling Beauty stepped back to admire her hoofwork. Rainbow Dash, still suspended in the air, now possessed an air of sophistication. Her features were enhanced, but not overpowering, allowing her natural beauty to be visible…at least as Sparkling saw it.
Sparkling, with a satisfied smile, moved on to the final touches of the makeover. She reached for a bottle of perfume. The scent, a delicate blend of floral and citrus notes with a bit of an acidic bite that made the scent cut through the air with vigor, seemed to cascade through the air as she spritzed it lightly over Rainbow Dash's figure.
“Yes…this is the stuff!” she thought, the fragrance enveloped her unwilling guinea pig, leaving a scent trail of sweetness.
"Ah, the perfect finishing touch," Sparkling Beauty remarked, her voice filled with pride. "This fragrance complements your new image; it’s nothing short of a true pièce de résistance."
With the perfume lingering in the air, Sparkling Beauty retrieved a pair of feminine sunglasses. They were a sleek and stylish design, with oversized frames and rose-tinted lenses. She carefully placed them atop Rainbow Dash's head, the sunglasses serving as the ultimate accessory to complete her makeover and making her look like she was fresh from a 1960s film set.
"These sunglasses most definitely do add a touch of mystery and…je ne sais quoi, dear," Sparkling Beauty commented, her voice filled with a dry admiration. "You truly are a vision, Rainbow Dash."
As Sparkling Beauty stepped back to bask in her work, she couldn't help but express her satisfaction. "You have been reborn, my dear Dashie," she said, her voice filled with a mix of awe and delight. "From your mane to your makeup, your attire to your accessories, every aspect of you exudes elegance and refinement, exactly as I planned."
Rainbow Dash, still held in the grasp of Sparkling Beauty's magic, couldn't help but feel a mixture of awe and ire. She hoped more than anything to escape from the magic-induced immobilized state she was held in, yet she couldn't deny the undeniable curiosity she had at being the object of a world-class, celebrity-grade makeover.
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It had been at least an hour after her makeover. Sparkling Beauty had given her some space to simmer down after the odd string of events Dash had been subjected to. Well, in truth, it wasn’t so much ‘space’ as it was an imposed act of simply sequestering her in a locked penthouse suite to mull over her new image. Rainbow Dash stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, her magenta eyes wide with disbelief.
“I…I actually look pretty good,” she said to herself. “I mean, I hate this look and everything about it, but I guess it does look…well, fancy,” Dash's normally sleek and sporty mane and coat were now piled high with glittering gems and sparkles. “No, but it's still so wrong! I hope I never see that charlatan fashion trickster again in my life!”
As if on cue, Sparkling teleported just a few feet behind her, admiring her creation with a pensive hoof on her chin.
"What do you think?" Sparkling asked, seemingly unaware of Dash’s true feelings, her voice replete with enthusiasm.
Dash forced a smile, though it felt more like a grimace. "Um, it's definitely... sparkly."
"Isn't it fabulous? You look positively radiant!" Sparkling exclaimed, clapping her hooves together.
"I guess," Dash muttered, still not entirely convinced but hoping to not upset her friend turned captor.
"Oh, darling, trust me, everypony is going to be talking about you!" Sparkling assured her, her tone brimming with confidence.
Dash sighed, feeling a sense of unease creeping over her. She had always prided herself on her tomboyish attitude and athletic prowess. This glamorous makeover was so far out of her comfort zone, she wasn't sure if she'd ever find her way back.
“Let’s go out! Even just for a stroll. Just a quick victory lap, all for you, Dashie.”
“No…I would prefer not to.”
“Dear, I hope you understand by now you don’t have much choice in the matter.”
With this, she reluctantly followed Sparkling out of the hotel and into the bustling streets of Ponyville. The moment they stepped outside, Dash felt a wave of self-consciousness wash over her. Everypony seemed to stop and stare at her, their eyes wide with awe.
"Look at you, darling! You're a star!" Sparkling exclaimed, gesturing grandly at Dash.
Dash shifted uncomfortably, tugging at the gaudy sequins adorning her dress. "I feel like everypony is staring at me."
"That's because they are! You're a vision of beauty, my dear!" Sparkling said, beaming with pride. “Here, if you had any doubts as to how much the ponies of our dear capital love you, let me put some ‘pep in your step’.”
After this sardonic comment, Sparkling once again activated the magic in her horn. With the rest of her body once again glowing with a glow she was all too well-acquainted with at this point (unfortunately), Dash felt her body going numb as Sparkling took control of her body once more.
As they walked down the street, Dash couldn't help but feel like both a fish out of water and a marionette at the same time. She longed to spread her wings and take flight, to feel the wind rushing through her mane once again. But with every step she took, she felt more weighed down by the star’s powers.
“Let’s try this swagger on for size,” Sparkling cooed. The wicked unicorn simply loved to tease stallions; in truth, it was one of her favorite pastimes and something she nearly never grew bored of. “But first, let me give you a brief masterclass. Watch and learn!”
Sparkling’s gaze locked onto a passing stallion adorned in a velour coat with wide lapels. The unicorn’s eyes brimming with playful coquettishness. She winked at him, her lashes fluttering seductively as her magical aura wrapped around her body, enhancing her natural charm. The stallion's attention was immediately captivated by the enchanting mare before him. His jaw fell open slightly.
Closing the distance between them, Sparkling extended her hoof, her touch gentle yet purposeful as she caressed the stallion's chin. Her hoof glided along his jawline, leaving a trail of ruffled stubble. The stallion's breath hitched, his eyes widening with anticipation as he became enthralled by the gesture.
But Sparkling wasn't done yet. With a graceful flick of her hindquarters, she brushed her tail against the stallion's face, leaving a feathery sensation that tickled his skin and almost made him sneeze. The soft touch of her tail enveloped him in a moment of tantalizing delight, heightening his senses and leaving him yearning for more.
With a sly smile, the unicorn gracefully turned away, her hips swaying enticingly as she walked. She glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes meeting the stallion's gaze. Swiftly, she brought her hoof to her lips, blowing him a playful kiss in a frisky and flirtatious finale.
The stallion stood there, stunned and captivated by her teasing, his heart racing with desire and longing. "Wow," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of astonishment and admiration as Sparkling trotted away. "She's…something else."
As the pair walked closer to another handsome jet black stallion with a gray mane, this one clad in a red silk sports jacket, Sparkling’s eyes gleamed with a mix of mischief and determination.
“Here’s a perfect test subject. Just repeat what I did and he’ll be putty in your hooves!”
“No, I don’t want to. I don’t fly that way!”
“Oh, silly thing, now I feel like you are just asking for it!” Without a moment's hesitation, her magic engulfed Rainbow Dash, coercing her body into compliance. Rainbow Dash's face was forcefully contorted into a smile, her lips curving in an expression of false delight angled toward the stallion, clearly catching the passing pony’s attention.
"Come on, Rainbow Dash, show him what you've got. Make him weak in the knees," the unicorn urged, her voice laced with a persuasive tone.
Rainbow Dash's big, bold eyelashes fluttered with an unnatural grace, her eyes widening with both confusion and resistance. The stallion, oblivious to the magical manipulation at play, was instantly drawn to Rainbow Dash's apparent interest.
Forcing Rainbow Dash to approach the stallion and then thrusting the powerless pegasus’s hoof forward, Sparkling directed her touch to the stallion's chest. The hesitant contact turned into a playful caress as Rainbow Dash's hoof danced across the contours of his muscular chest.
Rainbow Dash's internal struggle became palpable, evident in the tension of her muscles and the furrowed brow that almost seemed to contradict the forced smile.
"Ughhh, I don't want to do this," Rainbow Dash protested in her head, not able to vocalize her objections.
But Sparkling remained resolute, her magical grip unyielding. "Come on, Rainbow Dash, don't be so stubborn. Trust me, you'll see the power you hold over him, haha," she insisted, her words dripping with a mix of encouragement and insistence.
The stallion, under the illusion of Rainbow Dash's genuine interest, reciprocated her advances with growing desire. Unbeknownst to Dash, the sudden (yet undoubtedly welcomed) physical contact caused his member to twitch and grow. His eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and excitement, unaware of the internal struggle Rainbow Dash was facing.
The scene unfolded with a mixture of reluctance and manipulation. Rainbow Dash's body moved with practiced finesse, each action compelled by the cunning unicorn’s magic. Her hoof continued to trace teasing patterns across the stallion's chest, ruffling his hair.
"That's it, Rainbow Dash! Tease him lovingly. Make him crave your touch," Sparkling commanded.
Fueled by her determination to push Rainbow Dash further, the guru continued to exert her magical influence. Now, she compelled Rainbow Dash to lean in and plant a gentle kiss on the stallion's cheek.
Rainbow Dash, her face still forced into a smile, felt her body hesitate for a moment before complying with Sparkling's command against her will. The stallion, caught off guard by the unexpected kiss, blinked in surprise, seeing that a bit of her pink lipstick had imprinted on his cheek.
"Whoa there, missy! What a way to make an impression!" the stallion exclaimed, his voice replete with bewilderment.
Sparkling, satisfied with the progress, forced Rainbow Dash to turn around and walk away, her hips swaying beguilingly with each clip-clop of her heels on the cobblestone sidewalk.
The stallion watched Rainbow Dash's departure, his eyes widening as he took in the sight. A playful smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he called out, "Hey, you've got quite the walk, miss! Mind if I follow?"
Rainbow Dash's forced smile wavered for a moment, her eyes darting towards Sparkling, silently pleading for an intervention; however, Sparkling was engrossed.
“I’m sure she would be flattered!”
“MMM…mmm,” Rainbow Dash tried to call out through clenched smiling teeth.
The stallion, undeterred by Rainbow Dash's hesitation, continued with a cheeky grin, "I promise I won't be too far behind. Can't resist a mare with moves like that!"
Satisfied by this proof of concept, Sparkling backed off slightly, "On second thought, we’ve had a long night, but we’ll be back around. You’ll be seeing more of her, I promise!"
The stallion, taking the rejection in stride, laughed good-naturedly. "Fair enough! But remember, if you ever change your mind…"
With that parting remark, the stallion watched Rainbow Dash continue on her way, a mix of amusement and curiosity lingering in his gaze.
As the stallion faded into the background, Rainbow Dash let out a sigh of relief, her body gradually regaining control over its own movements. Despite her relief, she was about ready to die of embarrassment,
She turned to Sparkling, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and gratitude. "That was waaay too intense. You can’t keep doing this!”
“Haha, dear. Can and will! I think you just need some more practice is all!”
After a quick flick of her horn, Rainbow Dash started swaying again with an alluring sashay, adding an exaggerated flounce, albeit an aesthetically winsome one, to her every stride.
As Rainbow Dash trotted along, her heart sank with embarrassment as the enchantment forced her to embrace this new, seductive persona. Her wings were folded demurely against her sides; under the control of another pony, what could she hope to do?
Passersby couldn't help but turn their heads, their gazes transfixed by the captivating sight of Rainbow Dash’s raised croup and accentuated rump. Whispers and murmurs filled the air as Sparkling and Dash passed by groups of young stallions, their chatter clearly dripping with lascivious innuendo. Some random ponies couldn't resist the temptation to catcall and hop on the bandwagon, their voices filled with lustful humor.
"Hey, cutie, looking fiiiiine today!" a gray stallion hollered.
“If I was about twenty years younger and a bit better looking…” pondered one older mustachioed stallion aloud.
Rainbow Dash blushed, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. She couldn't deny the attention she garnered, but it was a bittersweet experience for her. The firm fabric of the dress clung to her curves tightly as it had before, highlighting her every contour and making her feel vulnerable.
As she continued her provocative promenade, her hooves, encased in delicate heels, clicked rhythmically once more against the cobblestone, continuing an intoxicating melody that echoed through the streets with her steps.
Rainbow Dash's discomfort grew with each lingering stare and suggestive comment. The makeover magnified her natural beauty, sure, but where was this all going?
“You are a hit, Dashie,” Sparkling chimed. “But why the long face?”
Dash sighed, feeling a pang of guilt in her chest. "It’s…it's just not me."
Sparkling stepped in, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Nonsense, darling! You were born to shine!" she cheered, forcing Dash to bend over at the waist, to an immediate head-turning reaction from a group of well-outfitted stallions.
"See, darling? I told you you were meant to shine!" Sparkling said, her voice filled with pride.
Dash gave a forced smile.
“When will this end!!!” she screamed internally.
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As the sun dipped below the horizon, submerging Canterlot in a veritable sea of gilded sun rays, Sparkling Beauty linked hooves with Rainbow Dash, her eyes gleaming.
"Are you ready for the night of your life, darling?" Sparkling asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
Dash nodded, her heart pounding. She had no idea what to expect, but she was eager to see where this glamorous adventure would take her. After all, it didn’t seem like it could get much worse, or so she thought.
With a flick of her horn, Sparkling summoned a sleek carriage, equipped with plush velvet cushions. Dash's eyes widened in awe as she climbed inside, feeling like royalty as the carriage pulled away from the curb.
After a short ride, they arrived at their destination: a sprawling studio complex on the outskirts of the city. The building towered above them, its windows aglow with the warm light of creativity.
"This is where the magic happens!" Sparkling exclaimed, gesturing grandly at the building before them.
Dash's eyes widened in interest as they stepped inside, her senses overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the bustling studio. Everywhere she looked, ponies scurried about, carrying cameras and lights, setting up elaborate sets.
"This is incredible!" Dash exclaimed, her voice tinged with awe.
"Wait until you see the main event!" Sparkling replied, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
With a flourish of her hoof, Sparkling led Dash through the maze of corridors and soundstages, until they reached their destination: a sprawling photo set, bathed in the warm glow of a hundred twinkling lights.
"Welcome to my world, darling!" Sparkling exclaimed, her voice tinged with pride.
Dash's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the scene before her. The set was unlike anything she had ever seen, with towering backdrops and elaborate props, all bathed in a soft, ethereal light.
"This is where I piece together my magic!" Sparkling explained, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Dash nodded, feeling a sense of excitement building within her that almost began to overcome her dislike for Sparkling after the events of the day. She had always admired Sparkling's work from afar; after all, her work in documenting the life of tribes that lived beyond the land of Yakyakistan was only one of her many claims to fame in the cinema world that only enhanced her renown in the domains of fashion and art. To see it all up close was a dream come true.
As they wandered through the set, Dash couldn't help but marvel at the attention to detail in every corner. From the intricately painted backdrops to the elaborate sound equipment, it was clear that no expense had been spared in bringing Sparkling's visions to life.
But as they made their way deeper into the studio, Dash couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her insides. She had never been comfortable with the glitz and glamour of celebrity life, and being surrounded by it now only served to remind her of how out of place she felt. Plus, even though she knew Sparkling was well-known for her work in different types of media, something here felt… different.
"Is something wrong, darling?" Sparkling asked, her voice filled with patronizing concern.
Dash forced a smile, trying to push aside her doubts. "No, I'm fine. Just taking it all in."
Sparkling studied her for a moment, her eyes searching Dash's face for any sign of discomfort. "You know, darling, it's okay to be nervous. The world behind the silver screen can be a lot to take in, especially if you're not used to it."
Dash sighed, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders at Sparkling's words while her mind was still mired in a degree of uneasiness, "No, don’t worry about it. So…what sort of project are you working on here today?”
“Well, Dashie dearest…I wasn't sure how to break it to you,” Sparkling started, “but I fear it may just be best to show you. You see, I am no ordinary photographer; in addition to my many other avenues of expression, I am also a…how should I put this….an ‘adult’ film star. To be more specific I do a bit of producing here, a bit of directing and filming there, and a smattering of acting of course.”
“Wh-what?”
“Yes, dear. I am surprised you haven’t heard of my works, though I understandably work under a pseudonym, namely, Ms. Sparkling Booty. I wear a mask and everything to avoid having critics take a grim view of my other work, but I always thought the name pun was quite nice…And you know what else would be quite nice, if you, my dear Dashie, would join me in this wonderful industry, at least for a little cameo. After all, I’m rather certain that you don’t really know the ropes of this industry, no pun intended, and I would say that it’s about time someone lent you a guiding hoof.”
Panic surged through Dash's veins as she took a step back, her hooves trembling on the polished floor.
She attempted to flee, her mind clouded with confusion and disbelief. But Sparkling Beauty, a talented unicorn, swiftly raised her hoof, summoning a powerful spell that shot through her horn and immobilized Dash in mid-air, just as she had before. Rainbow Dash struggled against the magical restraints, her wings flapping frantically, but it was futile and she knew it.
“Don't run, Dashie," Sparkling Beauty purred seductively, her voice dripping with a sultry tone. "We were just starting to have fun together, I think. I know this might be a shock, but I need you to understand. This is my secret life, a side only very few ponies know about. And now that you've discovered it, I can't just let you leave."
Rainbow Dash was utterly terrified of what this psycho celebrity had planned.
"You see, Dashie, there's a certain power in embracing one's sexuality," Sparkling Beauty whispered, her voice laced with a hint of dominance. "I've found my passion in the adult film industry, and I won't let anypony—and I mean anypony—interfere with it."
"Please, Sparkling Beauty," Dash pleaded, her voice filled with desperation. "I don't understand why you're doing this. Can't we just go back to how things were? I just want to go home; I promise I won’t tell a soul about anything!"
A wicked smile curled on Sparkling Beauty's lips as she closed the distance between them. Her hoof traced a teasing path along Dash's flank, sending shivers down the pegasus's spine.
"Oh, Dashie, it's far, far too late for that," Sparkling Beauty whispered, her voice heavy with desire. “I’ve shown you my hidden hobby, and now you'll become a part of it…whether you like it or not."
The studio's door closed behind them, Rainbow Dash's fate was sealed. With the immobilizing spell still in full force, Dash was moved like a ragdoll onto a white leather chaise longue.
“Now let’s see how our burgeoning modeling star looks in front of the camera,” laughed Sparkling.
She began to manipulate Rainbow Dash into a series of seductive poses, each one more tantalizing than the last. The unicorn’s magic coiled around Rainbow Dash, bending her limbs and contorting her body with effortless precision. Dash, unable to resist the overwhelming force, found herself manipulated like a marionette, her movements guided by Sparkling’s wicked intentions.
To start off, the unicorn experimented with a few varied looks. Sparkling initially used her magic to bend Rainbow Dash's body, causing her to arch her back, accentuating the curve of her spine. This position thrusted Rainbow Dash's chest forward, emphasizing her ample bosom. After the shutter of the nearby professional camera and the bright light of a curtain flash signaled that the look had been captured, the fashion guru moved on. With a flick of her magic, she spreaded Rainbow Dash's legs wide apart, exposing the delicate folds between her thighs, at this point just barely covered by the hem of her dress.
Approaching Rainbow Dash, Sparkling’s voice dripped with authority. "Oh, Rainbow Dash, you are simply breathtaking in this position. These pictures, my dear, will be the talk of the town. You will be the star of all the magazine covers, I know my friends on the editorial board of Clopboy Magazine will have a field day with these…but I’ll only use them with the utmost discretion, I assure you," she purred, her words laced with a potent blend of assertiveness and admiration.
Rainbow Dash, her once confident and assertive demeanor now replaced with vulnerable submission, felt a swirl of confusion nearly knock her mind out of her prior sensibilities.
Next, Sparkling’s magic commands Rainbow Dash to kneel, her body gracefully lowering down onto her hooves and knees. The pose highlighted Rainbow Dash's shapely rear, lifting it enticingly into the air, while her head tilted back, exposing her neck in a gesture that seemed to be ripped straight out of a scene of a mare in the throes of passion.
Rainbow Dash, her breath catching in her throat, attempted to speak but found her words swallowed by the magical force that held her captive. Her body responded instinctively to Sparkling’s every command, her limbs moving with pure helplessness. The sensations that coursed through her body were just so foreign to her.
As Sparkling continued to manipulate Rainbow Dash's body, she reveled in the intoxicating power she held over her new ‘model’. For the next pose, the guru twisted Rainbow Dash's body, making her torso face one way while her legs face another. This pose, which accentuated the flexibility of Rainbow Dash's athletic physique along with her prominent, shapely obliques, showcased her toned muscles and sculpted curves. Once again, the sound of the camera shutter echoed through the room, each click securing the provocative images.
The photo shoot continued, with Sparkling skillfully guiding Rainbow Dash through a series of seductive poses, finishing on a final one that she knew would be a hit for her magazine—something that would blow the rest of the publication’s salacious content out of the water. Using her horn’s magic, she forced Rainbow Dash to lean against a nearby ornate epoxy table, her body angled in a way that emphasized her hourglass figure while stretching her hooves out in front of her longingly. Dash’s face rested heavily and desperately on the table while the guru’s magic sucked the air out of the pegasus’s lungs, accentuating the muscles of her chest and flank.
Finally, Sparkling stepped back, her eyes drinking in the sight before her. The room was charged with an atmosphere of professional desire, as she retained both the clinical indifference of a professional and the unique relish of a tormenter. "Perfect," she breathed, her voice filled with satisfaction. "These pictures will captivate the world, Rainbow Dash!”
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Just now settling down from the intensity of the photo session and trying to catch her breath, Dash could notice figures just beyond her peripheral vision were shifting around the room, her head still powerless to turn to look at them. From the wings of the photo studio, just beyond what Dash could see in the dim light beyond the foreground of where she sat in the room, she saw three stallions come over to near where she was laying down supine, her legs outstretched and angled away from her body.
From their body language, it became clear that this was not an ordinary photo shoot. The realization struck Rainbow Dash like a bolt of lightning as she got a peek between their legs—they were all standing at full attention.
The first pony, a muscular beige stallion with a rugged farm-raised sort of charm, approached Rainbow Dash with a confident stride. His gaze lingered over her athletic form, his eyes filled with unapologetic desire. Without a word, he reached out and gently ran his hoof along Rainbow Dash's flank, igniting a wave of electric sensations through her body even though her mind and better judgment clearly protested.
To her horror she saw the one thing that made the whole ordeal even more terrifying: next to the director’s chair in which Sparkling was sitting, a pony in thick tortoiseshell glasses removed a hefty lens cover from the studio-grade video camera, revealing the giant black apparatus’s reflective, prying convex eye.
“No, not this!! Anything but this!” She panicked in her own mind. “What if the other Wonderbolts see this? What if my parents see this?!”
As her mind raced with thoughts of the consequences and long-term effects of her captors’ decision to record what was about to happen, the involuntary component of Rainbow Dash's body caused her heart to race as the stallion's touch awakened a new sense of fear and urgency within her.
The stallion, his voice dripping with seduction, whispered in Rainbow Dash's ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. "We've heard so much about you, Rainbow Dash…you little teasing slut…We couldn't resist the opportunity to capture it all on film."
Rainbow Dash's mind whirled with apprehension. The room pulsed with raw energy as the cameras began to roll, capturing every intimate moment while the hot studio lights seemed to scorch the motionless skin of her immobilized limbs. She felt exposed, so exposed. With the first pony wasting no time, the atmosphere grew thick with passion, the air filled with the sounds of his moans and whispered obscenities on the part of the stallion actor.
Cultivating and urging on the desires she wished to see expressed in her captive actress, Sparkling held open the pegasus’s mouth. Rainbow Dash, her wings trembling, felt the stallion's firm touch caressing her body as he positioned his crotch closer to her face—she knew what was coming next. As he maneuvered his body, his hooves gingerly explored her curves, tracing the contours of her supple, athletic form. As the member between his legs found itself within inches of her mouth, Rainbow Dash’s open maw was made to eagerly accept his length, her tongue telekinetically controlled to tease and taste his flesh, mimicking what a much more experienced or desperate mare would do in the same position.
Although in shock and horror at what was developing, Rainbow Dash had to admit the stallion was attractive. His thick gaskins enveloped the sides of her reclined torso and his muscular, sunken hocks exuded an air of preparedness and anticipation as his body seemed to tense and ready for what it was about to do as it began to rhythmically thrust with a determined vigor.
The camera, capturing every explicit detail, focused on Rainbow Dash's luscious lips wrapped around the stallion's throbbing member. The sight of her skilled controlled mouth pleasuring him sent waves of arousal through the watching actors. Their eyes were locked on the carnal scene unfolding before them, their own desires ignited by the passion on display.
With every stroke and thrust propelled from the deepest regions of the beige stallion’s core, Rainbow Dash's mouth enveloped the stallion's pulsating cock, her tongue massaging him with precision under Sparkling’s supervision. The sounds of wetness filled the air, the rhythmic slurping and moaning intensifying the erotic atmosphere.
Rainbow Dash, trying to dissociate herself from this helpless scene, couldn’t help but taste her lover's essence. The salty tang of his arousal coated her taste buds.
“It almost tastes like sweat…” she thought to herself.
As the stallion’s precum started to come in more persistent, heavy beads, she eagerly swallowed this preliminary harbinger of his essence, having very little choice in the matter as Sparkling started to help the actor by bobbing Dash’s head in time with his thrusts.
As the stallion reached the peak of his pleasure he picked up the pace, grabbing Rainbow Dash’s head by her mane and pulling her face flush to his crotch. Within an instant his body tensed, and his moans grew louder.
“Finishing so quickly?” Sparkling thought to herself. “This actor is usually such a stud, I guess there’s just something…irresistible about our little Dashie.”
Seeking to finish off the first actor and move on to the next, Sparkling’s magic pushed the pegasus the last couple inches onto the stallion’s cock, placing the wide flared end of the equine’s member deep within Dash’s throat. With a primal cry, he released his pent-up desire, filling her mouth with his warm, sticky release. Pump after pump, contraction after contraction, his muscles acted on their own as his skin seemed to tighten in place and shivers overtook him. With the amount he shot and the intensity of the chills that struck the actor after completion, he was amazed Dash could take it all.
Pulling out of Rainbow Dash’s mouth, the actor and Sparkling Beauty looked on in shock and wonder.
From Dash’s mouth arose three tendrils of frothy saliva mixed with cum, seeming not to want to let go of the actor’s dark member. As Dash slowly regained the steadiness of her breaths, the cum deposited in her mouth and throat slid stickily down her gullet, with Sparkling using her magic to assist that none was lost by scooping up the lines of seed at the corners of her mouth and pushing it down her esophagus.
“Wouldn’t want any of that to go to waste, would we?” Sparkling said. “Now that’s better,” she cooed, looking at what her magic was able to accomplish to Dash’s sweat-covered, though somewhat cleaned face with only a few small drops of creamy white cum left haphazardly on Dash’s nose, chin, and right eyelid. “A blank canvas all ready for the next one of our ‘artists’.”
The other two fresh actors were watching, consumed by their own lust; they were simply unable to contain themselves any longer. The air was charged with anticipation as the second actor, a painted dark brown and white Appaloosa stud joined the scene. This pony was at least two hands taller than the first, with a wide, firm loin and a muscular neck, he was a monster of a specimen. His mouth turned up on one side into a sly smile as he flexed his stifles, rearing up and getting ready to take his place near Rainbow Dash on the chaise longue.
With the help of Sparkling Beauty’s magic, Rainbow Dash's firm, sky blue flanks were on full display, her tail was lifted high as Dash’s figure was flipped over into a prone position, inviting her partner's advances. The stallion, with his strong and muscular form, approached her from behind, his throbbing cock pulsating with desire. Without hesitation, he pressed himself against her tight and eager entrance, causing her to gasp as her core and diaphragm muscles contracted.
Rainbow Dash's supple skin was flushed with anticipation, her breath quickened as she prepared for another round of this hell being conducted against her will. The painted stallion's hooves, calloused yet gentle, roamed across Rainbow Dash's body, exploring every inch with an indescribable eagerness. His touch elicited shivers from Rainbow Dash at the mere lightness of the act as he trailed his hooves along the curve of her hip, tracing the delicate outline of her backside. His grip tightened possessively, unyielding clenching her rump with his hooves.
The air in the studio, thick with a heady mix of anticipation and musky desire from the stallion, was cut as he made some final positioning motions behind her, his member now throbbing with anticipation.
Without hesitation, the stallion pressed the tip of his hardened shaft against Rainbow Dash's tight, puckered anal opening. A gasp once again involuntarily escaped her lips as she felt the initial resistance and weight of the stallion’s cock. With a forceful thrust, the stallion breached the tight confines of her backdoor, stretching her to her limits without too much effort on his part.
Rainbow Dash's body trembled from the thrusts, each upping in intensity. With each powerful stroke, the stallion sent waves of energy and inertia coursing through her, her moans and cries, mostly of pain, echoing through the room through her forcibly closed mouth as she struggled to breathe deeply through her nose.
As the stallion's rhythm quickened, the room filled with the intoxicating scent of their arousal. Even though Dash was against it, the attention she was getting, paired with the intimacy of the situation, made her marecunt gush with torrential liquid anticipation as the moisture she was starting to accumulate began to douse her inner thighs. Still guided by Sparkling’s magic, Rainbow Dash's body pulsed almost mechanically as the sensations overwhelmed her, her inner walls clenching tightly around the stallion's girth, urging him deeper into her unplumbed anal depths.
With a final, powerful thrust, the stallion pushed himself to the brink of release; this time the Appaloosa stud lasted much longer than the pony that came before him. Forcing her body into simultaneous release by a magical stimulation of her clit, Sparkling made sure that Rainbow Dash’s body convulsed with pleasure as the waves of her orgasm crash over her, her moans reaching a crescendo as she succumbs to the overwhelming forced pleasure coursing through her body.
“That’s a good girl,” Sparkling murmured to herself under her breath.
As the pegasus and actor collapsed in a tangled mess of limbs and heaving breaths, Rainbow Dash and the stallion did not even have the strength or mental faculties to say a word. How odd it was that so far, two of the most intense intimate encounters of Dash’s life had been done without even as much as a word said on her part to her partner. In the aftermath of their passionate moment, the room was filled with the lingering scent of their lovemaking—in other words, the potent aroma of sweat and cum. All the while, no aspect of their passionate encounter went unnoticed under the watch of the camera, whose presence, if only for a second, escaped Dash’s mind.
“Finally, for the real show-stopper!” cried out Sparkling, momentarily breaking the calm of the two spent ponies on the leather chaise longue.
As the painted pony actor left the area and retreated back to the wings of the set, a third pony came into frame. This pony’s coat was of a deep, rich crimson; his buckskin-hued mane flowed lusciously with each heavy, powerful stride as he approached where Rainbow Dash still remained in a prone position, fresh cum overflowing and leaking out of her ass.
Not wanting to slow down or hinder the work of her muscular star performer, Sparkling flipped Rainbow Dash over once more and placed her invitingly into a supine spread eagle pose on the chaise.
As the stallion positioned himself between Rainbow Dash's legs, his throbbing member stood proudly, undoubtedly larger in length and girth than the two that preceded it and ready to claim its prize. With a gentle nudge followed by a more persistent push, he entered her, the sensation of his thick shaft sliding into her tight pussy, the friction from his size on her wet folds sending a shiver of pleasure through her unwilling body.
Rainbow Dash gasped and arched her back, a moment half involuntary and half facilitated by Sparkling. As the stallion began to thrust—rhythmically and with an impassioned huff—his strong hips propelled him forward with a steady beat. Each powerful thrust drove him deeper into her, filling her completely as their bodies melded together in a passionate embrace as Sparkling moved Dash’s legs to hook around the stallion’s back, locking him into place as much as Dash’s limbs would allow.
To help sweeten the deal, Sparkling decided to add another layer of intimacy to the whole interaction.
“Hey, you,” she called over to the actor giving the performance of a lifetime. “Go ahead and kiss her! It’ll look great on camera!”
Taking the recommendation of his boss as nothing less than an order, he leaned down, still continuing the pace of his thrusts, and placed his lips over Rainbow Dash’s, covering her mouth as his tongue entered and explored the new area. While kissing Dash, the actor noted a wide variety of tastes and sensations; he could taste the saltiness and sticky, thick residue left behind by the first beige stallion after the blowjob Dash had given him as well as the flavor of the smudged lipstick, which commingled with the taste of the beige stallion’s cum and coated the crimson stallion’s lips in a creamy paste with a slightly chemical, floral taste.
Ensuring that her prized stallion didn’t feel left out of the affection and attention he deserved from his little cocktease co-actress, Sparkling forced Rainbow Dash to crane her neck and lean into the kiss, applying her own pressure back against the actor’s lips. Simultaneously, Sparkling took Dash’s tongue and darted it out of Dash’s mouth, making it rim the inside of the actor’s cheeks and play tenderly with the stallion’s own tongue.
After this strange, yet surprisingly arousing interlude, the stallion's thrusts quickened at a precipitous rate, his movements becoming more urgent as he neared his peak. Rainbow Dash's walls clenched and tighten around him, her body pulsating with anticipation, this time not explicitly moderated or controlled by Sparkling, instead prompted by some deep animalistic part of her brain that wanted only a few closely related things in this moment–to envelop, to fuck, to cum, to breed.
And then, with a final powerful thrust, both stallion and mare reached their climax, waves of pleasure crashing over them as they rode out their release as the stallion took Dash’s lower half in his hooves and drew her as close as he could to his crotch. With his nethers pressed flush with hers, he unloaded the largest load he had ever produced in his life, causing at least a solid 20 contractions of his obliques and thigh muscles as he unloaded rope after rope of sticky, hot, viscous, virile white seed into Dash’s fertile marepussy.
As they lay there, breathless and spent, a sense of satisfaction washed over them. Their bodies still entwined, they bask in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
“How did you like that, my dear?” Sparkling asked expectantly.
“It was… it was…WAIT! HOLD UP! I can…talk?”
“Of course dear, I gave full control over to you for the last 30 seconds or so. I thought that would be nice. You seemed to like it, at least if the sweat on your brow and the cum in your pussy are to be trusted.”
“I-I’m…I can’t believe this!” Dash cried out. “This can’t be. I never wanted to be in this situation. It’s all wrong…it’s just all so terribly wrong.”
“Oh, sweet young, naïve child. You think it’s wrong now, but every young filly in this industry has a first time, a first foray into this world. I guess you just haven’t gotten used to things yet…but don’t fret, that’ll change with time!”
Over the next several days, Rainbow Dash went through the full gauntlet, still obliged by her contract with Sparkling Beuaty. By the end of her week in Canterlot, she was exhausted, dirty, thoroughly sullied inside and out, and almost completely forlorn from having to work day in and day out, even sleeping on the floor of Sparkling’s studio. With the end of the week finally approaching, Sparkling eased the grip of her legal talons and allowed Rainbow Dash to spend her last night before her departure in her penthouse suite. Trudging back to the hotel in the center of the city, she finally made it to the door of her room in what seemed to be a complete daze. She could barely even remember how she was able to walk so far back to her hotel.
“That bitch could’ve at least teleported me back, or something,” Rainbow Dash thought to herself wearily.
With her last remaining ounces of strength, she opened the penthouse door, made her way over to the bed, and without even taking off her v-neck dress, washing her face, or taking a shower to rinse off the dried mats of semen that were stuck to her face and mane, she plopped on top of the sheets and fell into a deep sleep.
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As Rainbow Dash groggily opened her eyes, she found herself in her hotel room.
“Thank Celestia I’m at least here and not in some sort of sex dungeon,” she quipped.
Though feeling disoriented and half-unable to concretely recall how she had made it back, her attention was quickly drawn to the note resting on the nightstand beside her.
Her heart skipped a beat as she read the words written on the paper.
Thank you for your work and your productive participation in this week’s itinerary. I can state with utter certainty that you were a pleasure to host here in Canterlot and you, by all means, are a truly gifted pony with great potential in the world of adult film! If you are ever in need of a lucrative, stable job in the industry, feel free to give me a call personally.
All the best…
Beautifully yours,
Sparkling Beauty
P.S. I am sure that this week’s photos and videos will be a hit! xoxox
“Damn, now my face is going to be jerk fuel for half of Equestria. Faaaantastic!”
Gathering her belongings, she couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment from the events of the previous week. It was as if a fog had settled over her memories, leaving her questioning the choices she had made and how she could have fallen so far in such a short period of time. With a heavy sigh, Dash opened the door to leave the hotel room, only to be greeted by a surprise on the other side.
There, on the floor, lay an outwardly unremarkable manila envelope. Dash looked around to see if there was anyone who could have dropped this right in front of her room.
“Hmm, not a soul…”
She took it in her hooves and looked inside. Her eyes widened as she recognized the large colored still images that she saw: it was a portfolio of the enticing photos Sparkling had forced her to pose for! Flipping through the images, Dash's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Near the bottom corner of one particularly racy photo, there was a note written in lacy cursive handwriting. The photo depicted Dash from behind, her legs together as the upper half of her body was bent over a table, the hem of her dress hitched at her waist and just barely covering her marehood.
I hope you like these…consider them a personal keepsake: a gift from me to you. Oh, and as I said before, they’re already slated to be front page images for Clopboy, Glamour & Couture, and many more of Equestria’s best magazines. It pays to know ponies that can pull some strings… Make sure to pick up a copy before they sell out!
xoxo
S.B.
"Oh my goodness," Dash muttered under her breath, her voice filled with self-consciousness. "These photos... they're out there for everypony to see. This is a nightmare!"
She couldn't deny the allure and raw sensuality captured in those images, but the realization that they were now exposed to the world sent a jolt of anxiety through her. Dash's mind raced with thoughts of how her friends and fellow ponies in Ponyville would react to her newfound fame (or infamy).
As she left the hotel room and made her way to the train station, Dash couldn't help but wonder how her life would be altered by everything that happened. As Rainbow Dash settled into the crowded rail car, she sought a bit of peace in her own thoughts, trying to process the whirlwind of events that had unfolded.
“Maybe as long as I don’t draw any attention to it, nothing bad will happen.”
The rhythmic motion of the train as it started from Canterlot due south to Ponyville calmed her down. After half an hour had passed and the initial commotion of the packed rail car settled down, Dash finally took a nice, deep breath, feeling a sense of relaxation wash over her. She closed her eyes, attempting to distance herself from the memories of the spicy photo shoot and the whole affair with Sparkling Beauty.
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A few more hours into the train ride, Rainbow Dash was awoken by a booming, bellowing voice: “Newspapers, magazines, books, crosswords, you want ‘em, I’ve got ‘em”.
Through the previously calm train car, which was now filled with the chatter of passengers, a merchant was moving through the aisles, offering reading material for purchase to the passengers. Her heart skipped a beat as she caught a glimpse of the familiar cover image of a large stack of glossy magazines with the largely printed words “GLAMOUR & COUTURE” written in prominent serif font. She felt her heart sink as she knew it was her image that adorned the cover. And, what was worse, ponies throughout the railcar were raising their hooves, filled with bits, to buy copies for themselves and their friends. Panic surged through Rainbow Dash’s veins, and for a moment, she feared that her secret would be revealed to everyone on the train.
But to her relief, as she looked around to look at the ponies reading the magazine, it seemed that the ponies around her were oblivious to her identity. They eagerly purchased the magazines, their attention captivated by the alluring images within, not even noticing Dash at all. She let out a sigh of relief, grateful that her face hadn't been recognized among the pages.
As the train rattled on, Dash observed the varying reactions of the passengers. Some blushed and giggled at the publication’s near-lewd content, while others exchanged curious glances. Feeling both relief and a smidgen of curiosity, Dash couldn't help but wonder how her friends at home would react if they discovered her secret. Would they judge her? Would they see her in a different light? These thoughts weighed on her mind, but for now, she was just grateful for the anonymity that shielded her from the prying eyes of those around her.
As the train rolled on towards home, Rainbow Dash leaned back in her seat, taking comfort in the fact that she could still blend in with the crowd. The magazine and her place in it remained, for now, a secret.
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As Rainbow Dash stepped off the rail car and set foot on familiar ground, she was greeted by the sight of Applejack waiting at the station. Applejack's voice, laced with her distinct vernacular and friendly charm, called out to Dash, breaking the stillness of the moment.
"Well, howdy there, sugarcube!" Applejack exclaimed, a warm smile on her face. "Good to see ya back in Ponyville. Ah was just waitin' for Babs Seed to arrive from Manehattan on the ol’ 814 Express. Ah reckon it’ll be here in a few minutes. How was your trip?"
Dash's heart raced, not knowing what to say to her friend about the cavalcade of misfortunes that dominated her week.
Feeling the need to extricate herself from the conversation, Dash shifted uncomfortably on her hooves. She mustered a weak smile and replied, "Hey, Applejack. Yeah, the trip was... eventful. I'm really tired, though. I think I'm just gonna head home and rest up."
Applejack nodded understandingly, her eyes filled with genuine concern. "Sure thing, Dash. Ya take care of yourself now. If ya need anything, just give me a holler."
Dash nodded gratefully and quickly made her way past Applejack, eager to escape the prying questions.
After going home and sleeping for what felt like a full 48 hours, Rainbow Dash finally had the strength and was in a good enough headspace to go for a quick fly. Pumping the air around her with her wings, she soared through the clear skies, her flapping propelling her higher and higher. The wind rushed past her, carrying away the weight of her worries, if only for a fleeting moment.
As she glided through the air, a familiar voice called out to her from below. Looking down, Dash spotted Twilight Sparkle standing by her open window, a curious expression on her face. She flew down in a steep dive and made it to Twilight’s window; hovering in place, Dash greeted her friend, hoping to maintain her anonymity from the whole debacle with the magazines.
"Hey, Twilight," Dash greeted, her voice tinged with nervousness. "What's up?"
Twilight's eyes sparkled with excitement, completely unaware of Dash's new secret ‘identity’. "Rainbow Dash! You won't believe it, but I came across this magazine the other day. The photos in it were so tantalizing and absolutely risqué, it's like they set the pages on fire!"
Dash's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing to find the right words to divert the conversation away from her own involvement. She awkwardly shifted her weight from wing to wing as she treaded air and crossed her hooves in front of her, attempting to cover herself figuratively and literally.
"Oh, uh, yeah?" Dash replied, her voice faltering. "I mean, I guess some ponies really like that stuff. But, uh, you know, it's just a magazine, right?"
Twilight chuckled, oblivious to Dash's discomfort. "Oh, of course! But seriously, these photos were something else. I wonder who the model is. The publication didn’t list any sort of source or give the name of their model. They must be really daring and confident to pose like that."
Dash's wings twitched anxiously, her mind racing once more.
“Should I say something…” she thought. “No, no way, absolutely not!” she scolded herself mentally, the fear of judgment and the potential consequences holding her back. She forced a smile, attempting to play it cool.
"Yeah, whoever they are, they're definitely bold," Dash replied, her voice strained. "But hey, I better get going. Got some flying to do. Catch you later, Twilight!"
With that, Rainbow Dash swiftly took to the skies, leaving Twilight behind and carrying the weight of her hidden truth.
As the pegasus continued to soar through the clear blue skies above Ponyville, feeling the wind rush against her multicolored mane, she let go of a bit of the weight she was carrying on her heart. In reality, by this point, she almost felt like she could just live and let die, as she was already looking forward to a relaxing evening at home and a new day of flying with the Wonderbolts tomorrow. As she descended towards the center of Ponyville to pick up a pizza for the night, she noticed Rarity walking into her boutique, looking rather anxious.
Dash didn’t know how to broach the whole subject of what had happened in Canterlot to Rarity.
“On one hoof,” she thought. “If Rarity had just left me out of her whole crazy business, I wouldn’t have been put in this situation. But I doubt Rares could have known that this would happen. I mean, gosh, how could she have known. And I don’t know if it's worth destroying one of her fancy fashion idols just because she messed with me…but you know, she’s got to know eventually. I’m not the pony to bottle things up!”
Rainbow Dash decided they should talk things over…now. Remembering all of the things that happened just because she wanted to do Rarity a favor and letting those facts get the better of her emotions, she burst through the door of the Carousel Boutique. "Rarity! We need to talk," she said, her tone teetering on the edge of anger and embarrassment.
Rarity looked up from a desk littered with to-do lists that she was standing over. "Rainbow, darling, what a surprise! Back from Canterlot are we? What’s the matter?"
"Have you seen the new edition of Glamour & Couture?" Rainbow asked.
Rarity's eyes widened as she took the magazine from the nearby desk; she hadn’t had the time yet to carefully study it. She nervously began flipping through the pages, instinctively not even thinking to look at the cover. She kept flipping until, on page 7, she saw what Rainbow was referring to. There, in full color, was Rainbow Dash, head tilted back and her wet, sweat-doused torso protruding toward the camera as her hooves ever so tenderly guarded a clear shot of her marehood and thighs, the latter of which were covered by a soaked dress which clung to her skin. "Oh... oh my stars!" Rarity gasped, her hoof flying to her mouth.
"Yeah, and your stripes too! Look at this! They took pictures of me when I didn’t want them to. Sparkling Beauty manipulated me with a shady contract, used magic on me, made me do…other things,” she paused instinctively, hesitating to say much more on this last point due to her overwhelming embarrassment. “It was awful, Rarity! I didn't sign up for this. I thought I was just filling in for you, not becoming the cover story of a fashion nightmare!"
Rarity's eyes filled with guilt and regret as she stared at the photos. "Rainbow, I had no idea they would treat you like this. I am so, so sorry. I sent you there to help me out during this whole illness snafu, not to be humiliated."
Rainbow huffed, crossing her hooves. "Well, it happened. And I don't think I'll ever live it down."
Rarity looked closer at the photos, then back at Rainbow Dash. "But, darling, look—no one recognized you. See? The article doesn't mention you by name. They just call you 'a mysterious new face’."
"Yeah, mysterious alright," Rainbow muttered. "But you recognized me, didn't you?"
Rarity nodded slowly, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Yes, I did. And it breaks my heart to see you like this. I can’t believe I put you through that. I promise I'll make it up to you."
Rainbow's expression softened slightly, but she was still visibly upset. "How? How are you going to make up for me being plastered all over Equestria looking like a... a..."
"Like a fashion experiment gone wrong?" Rarity finished gently.
"Exactly!" Rainbow threw her hooves in the air. "I mean, did you see that makeup they put on me? I looked like a hussy in all those shots with all that eyeshadow!"
Rarity stifled a giggle, knowing it was not the time for laughter. "You're right, it was atrocious. And I will make it up to you, I swear. How about a spa day? My treat. We'll pamper you from hoof to wing and get you back to feeling like the awesome Rainbow Dash you are."
Rainbow's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "A spa day, huh?"
"Yes, darling. And I will personally design an outfit for you, one that reflects your true style and spirit. Nothing too flashy. Something comfortable. Something you'll be glad to wear. You deserve that much after what you’ve been through."
Rainbow sighed, the tension in her shoulders easing a bit. "Alright, Rarity. I guess that sounds... okay."
Rarity's eyes lit up with relief. "Wonderful! I’ll schedule it right away. And Rainbow, thank you for coming to me about this. I value your friendship more than anything, and I never want to see you hurt because of something I did."
Rainbow managed a small smile. "Yeah, well, just make sure next time Sparkling Beauty needs a stand-in, by Celestia, don't send me!"
"Absolutely, darling. Lesson learned."
As Rarity reached out to give Rainbow a reassuring pat on the shoulder, Rainbow added, "And Rarity? No more makeup. Ever."
Rarity laughed, a genuine, light-hearted laugh. "Agreed. At least, no more eyeshadow."
And with that, the two friends shared a smile, ready to move forward from this unexpected fashion disaster since, after all, friendship is magic.
