Signs point to yes, yes, YES!
“Wow, Rarity, thank you so much for sewing this dress, but, um, it’s somewhat revealing....” Fluttershy blushed and turned away from the full length mirror in her friend’s boutique, hiding from the view of her heavy, firm teats.
“‘Somewhat’ is a gross understatement, darling!” Rarity pranced about excitedly, her own gifted body shimmying and wiggling in her similarly thirsty dress. “The Summer Masquerade is a yearly celebration of desire, and we ought dress for the part. These dresses will arouse the ardour of those lustful creatures known as ‘stallions,’ far more than crude and crass nudity!”
Fluttershy’s blush only deepened. “I-I know I walk around naked all the time, but this is just too much! I mean... what if somepony recognizes me wearing this?” Ever since moving to Ponyville, Fluttershy had always spent this night in her cottage, with the door locked, shivering beneath her bed. For this poor shy pegasus, the Summer Masquerade was a spookier holiday than Nightmare Night!
“That’s why our faces are masked, and our cutie marks hidden,” Rarity explained. “It keeps everypony’s identity a secret for the night.” With a quick spell she jumbled her own cutie mark and Fluttershy’s into simple geometric designs, then raised a domino mask to cover her eyes and the upper half of her muzzle. “With our inhibitions lowered and all consequences thrown to the wind, passion runs simply wild, darling!”
Fluttershy hugged herself with her wings, trying to keep her eyes away from the sight of Rarity’s snow white plot, showcased in its chiffon dress and ready to catch some of that fabled passion. The unicorn’s elegant purple tail swished to and fro as she rummaged in her accessory closet for the finishing touch to her glamorous outfit. Her onyx pussy lips were glistening wet, making Fluttershy drool... was that a wink?
Fluttershy awkwardly tugged at her own dress, trying to get the scanty fabric to cover at least one of her fat, suckable nipples. Though Rarity had crafted her a truly gorgeous gown, with a nature theme of leaves and flowers, this was a dress for the Summer Masquerade, and as such it served Fluttershy’s luscious body up as if upon a silver platter. If she went outside like this, she was practically asking a stallion to mount her!
Not that there was anything wrong with being mounted, in fact Fluttershy very much desired that outcome... but oh, how embarrassing to advertise such a horny wish to everypony!
“Ah, I’ve found it at last!” At last Rarity’s plot dipped down to its usual level, as the beautiful unicorn turned from her accessory closet, bearing a glittering silver tiara in her magical aura. “Fluttershy, dear, please put this on for the night. It should give you the confidence to get the, ahem, ‘action’ you so badly need.”
Fluttershy marvelled at the gleaming tiara, especially at the large blue gemstone that glittered at the spot where the metal would touch her forehead. “It’s lovely, but what is it?”
Rarity dismissed Fluttershy’s interest with a modest wave of the hoof. “Oh, the silverwork is only a mounting for a magical gem I picked up in my adventures. The Subjunctive Sapphire, thought lost to ponykind for centuries, grants its owner the gift of romantic foresight.”
“Oh, my, you mean it can tell the future?” Fluttershy considered the advantages as she took the tiara in her hooves, turning it about to let the Subjunctive Sapphire sparkle and dazzle.
“I wouldn’t go that far, dear me!” Rarity shook her head. “It can only show you a possible future: the future of your passionate entanglement with some other creature. It won’t become the true future, unless you choose to go down that path.”
“How useful! But why don’t you use it?” Fluttershy asked. “I mean... with something like this, why are you still single?”
“Oh, I did use it, once upon a time.” Rarity smiled as she reminisced about dates and nights gone by. “I reckoned I’d use it to find the stallions with the largest, well...” The uninhibited unicorn held her front hooves some distance apart.
“W-wieners?” Fluttershy stuttered with a blush.
Rarity winced. “My euphemism of choice is ‘stallionhoods,’ but yes, ‘wieners’ will do.”
“Oh, but it didn’t work?” Fluttershy ventured. Knowing which guys had nice wieners would definitely be helpful. You just couldn’t tell until he unsheathed, and by then you were committed to play with it, no matter what it looked like. Fluttershy only liked the smooth, cute ones. Big, but not too big!
Rarity clucked her tongue. “It did work, quite well, but not in the way I expected. My use of the Subjunctive Sapphire taught me that that I prefer the thrill of the unknown to the dull safety of knowledge. I grew tired of beckoning stallions into my bed, after sampling them beforehoof and discovering their every secret. Having learned this lesson, I tossed the bauble into my closet of priceless treasures, never to be tempted by it again. After all, half the joy of a gift is the anticipation of wondering what sits beneath the wrapper... or within the sheath, wahahah!” Rarity tittered naughtily.
“B-but I think I’d rather know, if that’s alright with you,” Fluttershy ventured. “Not just the size of his wiener but, um, other things. I only want to be with a pony who’s sweet and gentle.” And a good kisser, of course!
“Of course, Fluttershy. What a valuable tool this is for a sensitive mare like yourself.” Rarity lifted the tiara in her magical aura and gently set it upon her friend’s head. “I regret not showing you its power earlier. I should have brought the Subjunctive Sapphire to you, the instant I tired of it!”
“Oh, that’s OK, I’m sure... but how does it work?” A magical tingling like static electricity begin to run up and down Fluttershy’s body, sending her sensitive pinfeathers aflutter. “Eep!”
“Yes, how does it work?” Rarity put a hoof beneath her chin as she reminisced about her own usage of this tool of magical romance. “As I recall, you simply focus on your prospective partner, and the Sapphire will show you how an evening with them will go. Yes, you will feel the encounter as vividly as if it were actually happening to you.”
“That sounds a bit too vivid...” Fluttershy whispered. “What if he...”
“Only the good parts, Fluttershy,” Rarity assured. “If, unaccountably, a stallion is rude to you, or you find his wiener too small —”
“Or too big,” Fluttershy interjected.
“Eh? Too big?” Rarity performed a double take. “Well, to each her own. As I was saying, any natural feeling of shock or irritation towards your partner will shake you out of the fantasy, and bring you back to Equestria. Then you can give that bounder the bum’s rush!”
“I-I don’t know if—”
“Send him to me, Fluttershy, and I’ll...” Rarity ignited her horn with a burning red aura and shook a hoof menacingly. “Ooh, I’m angry just thinking about what some rascal might hypothetically do to you!”
“I guess I’d better try it, since you went through the trouble of digging it out.” With some trepidation Fluttershy brought the glittering mask up beneath the tiara, disguising her eyes and muzzle, an essential step as she prepared to leave Rarity’s boutique and embark on her quest for dick. “D-does it look OK with the mask?” she asked.
Rarity nearly swooned at the sight. “My dear, that beautiful tiara makes you look like a Princess! Now, let’s go out to the Masquerade, and find your handsome — and fortunate — prince.”
“With a nice wiener,” Fluttershy insisted.
“Yes, of course.”
“Big. But not too big.”
Rarity rolled her eyes. “Just as you say, Fluttershy. Come now, we mustn’t be late, or the balls will be empty and the cocks limp before we even show up!”
The Summer Masquerade was in full swing when they arrived at Ponyville Plaza, with the town’s adult residents all having donned masks and obscured their cutie marks for a night of debauchery. A trio on the bandstand played soft, romantic jazz guaranteed to get anypony in the mood for love... or, even more likely, lust. Ponies gathered around a large punch-bowl in the centre of the plaza, gradually pairing up and trotting off into the darker portions of Ponyville’s park. Kisses flowed as easily as the punch, with some pairings exchanging daring gropes and a few even daring to begin their trysts in full view of their neighbours.
Rarity’s tail hiked with excitement at the sight of the annual curtain of lust as it spread over Ponyville, yet Fluttershy was simply shocked by the behaviour of these anonymous ponies. After all, tomorrow they’d all have to go back to working and living together, as if nothing had happened!
As Rarity trotted off to see to her own needs, a grey stallion sidled up to the shy yellow pegasus. “Hey, beautiful,” he murmured. Fluttershy suppressed her urge to issue a startled “Eep!” and looked him over, considering him as a potential one night stand. He was a fellow pegasus, quite handsome, with a splendid wingspan and a friendly smile beneath his mask. This wouldn’t be so bad... right?
“Oh... hello...” Fluttershy forced the words past her lips, then shook her head vigorously, praying to Celestia for strength. What in Equestria was she afraid of? If this stud turned out to be a dud, the Subjunctive Sapphire had the power to turn back time itself! Putting aside her nervousness, she turned to the grey stallion and aggressively pressed her muzzle onto his.
This kiss came as a surprise to him, yet not an unpleasant one. His lips met hers firmly, and the feathers of their wings mingled as they embraced passionately. Their breaths danced together in a whirlwind of desire, their tongues tasting the sweetness of each others’ mouths.
“Geeze, that was a heck of a kiss, miss,” the grey stallion admitted when their lips finally separated.
“You’re not so bad yourself... stud!” Fluttershy managed to squeak out.
After a few more kisses and an exchange of hungry plot-squeezes, the horny Fluttershy found herself flying up into the sky with her chosen mate, passing by other groups of pegasi who’d retired to the clouds for privacy. She felt as if she were having an out of body experience, watching herself making out with a male she’d only met a few moments ago. As they rolled about on a cloud, their tongues touching once more, Fluttershy smelled his potent musk, and watched in muted apprehension as he unsheathed himself for her.
The grey stallion’s wiener was very large for a pegasus, large enough to give Fluttershy second thoughts, but she didn’t want to have to go all the way back to the beginning of the evening and find another guy. Thus she turned and presented, bracing herself against the squishy structure of the cloud, preparing for the feel of that fat head spreading her tender lips — only to feel something else!
“Here it comes, cutie!”
“W-wait, wrong hole!” Fluttershy cried out.
In an instant, the unpleasant surprise of a would-be backdoor violation cast Fluttershy out of her fantasy and back into the past, which had once again become the present. The Subjunctive Sapphire glowed brightly atop Fluttershy’s head, and her puckered plothole seized upon itself as the pressure of a sudden and unwelcome guest faded.
Oh, dear... Fluttershy thought to herself. It’s true what they say: stallions only want one thing, and it’s fucking disgusting!
Even worse than the momentary shock, was the awkward situation Fluttershy found herself in now. With the fantasy concluded, the Sapphire had returned her to Ponyville Plaza, some minutes earlier. The grey pegasus still stood right next to her, with lust rising in his eyes — and now Fluttershy knew exactly what he wanted to do to her!
“What do you say, cutie?” he asked seductively. “I’ve been admiring your plot all night, and I’d like a chance to treat it right.”
“Oh, goodness, no, thank you... I-I think I see my friend over there.” Fluttershy galloped off aimlessly as the grey stallion called out, “Your loss, cutie!” Turning away, he comforted himself with the knowledge that he’d glimpsed perfection. “Damn, what an ass...”
In the frenzy of her fleeing, Fluttershy found herself approaching the large punch bowl at the centre of the crowded plaza. This was the perfect spot for her to make her second attempt at satisfaction, for it was here that ponies gathered to mingle and drink between encounters, eyeing each other up as they did. Lifting a ladle in quivering hoof, Fluttershy poured a raspberry flavoured concoction into a crystal cup, refreshing herself with gulp after gulp of the calming brew. The sweet, cold liquid helped her pull herself together after the distressing encounter with that anally obsessed grey pegasus.
Of course, none of the disquieting events with him had really happened, yet it had all felt so real, thanks to the magic of the Subjunctive Sapphire. Yet even more shocking than the grey stallion’s rudeness was the feeling that came over Fluttershy when he’d mounted her. For despite the unwelcome surprise, she found she’d loved the feeling of a big cock pressing against her plothole!
“Oh, goodness, I’m not sure if I’m ready for that kind of self discovery,” Fluttershy whispered to herself as she poured herself another cup of punch. “Maybe I should spend the night with a mare, instead. Yes, a mare who’d treat me gently... and stay away from my dirty-hole...”
As it happened, a magenta coloured earth pony mare was looking at Fluttershy from across the table, and the two ladies swiftly caught each others’ attention. “Looking for a good time?” the magenta mare smiled with a wink.
“Oh, erm, yes, please.” A good time sounded... good!
“Shall we head to my place, then?” the earth pony invited. “I’ve got something special for us there.”
“Mmm-hm!” Fluttershy nodded assertively. There was no reason to be shy, beneath the protection of the Subjunctive Sapphire. “Let’s go!”
After a quick trot across town, the magenta mare’s house proved to be nothing special, only a small and cramped place with a couch in the living room. Fluttershy sat her plot down on that couch, itching in her elegant dress and desperate to be out of it, making small talk with the chatty mare. Yet after nearly an hour with her would-be lover, she seemed no closer to a kiss, let alone seeing this lady’s much desired bedroom. At last, Fluttershy decided she needed to be bold once more, if she ever wanted to get off tonight.
“Um... if it’s not too much trouble, I... I’d like to...” she hesitantly whispered.
“More punch? Oh, of course!” The magenta mare brought out a large punch bowl, seemingly out of nowhere, and set the sloshing glass bowl on the sofa between them. “I was having such a good time talking with you, I forgot all about it!” Thick slices of lemon bumped into the mare’s ears as she dipped her muzzle into the bowl, slurping and gulping down the sugary treat.
“Aaahhh...” the magenta mare burped as she finally raised her head from the bowl, the liquid dripping from her mask and matted mane. “It’s so good to hang out with a pony who loves punch as much as I do!”
Eh? How did I give that impression? Fluttershy asked herself. “Um, if it’s all right with you, I’d like to get to the... sex... please?”
“Huh? Sex?” The magenta mare seemed somewhat offended. “Who needs sex, when we have all of this delicious raspberry punch to share?”
Poor, put upon Fluttershy began to steam, rapidly reaching the end of her often tried patience. “What the... what are you... I could be out there getting laid right now, and you brought me to your house for more punch?”
Fluttershy suddenly found herself back at the Summer Masquerade, punch cup held trembling in one wing as the magenta mare stared across the table at her raspberry stained lips. “Yeah, drink another cup, you little slut,” she muttered, unaware that Fluttershy could hear her perfectly well. “Guzzle it down, that’s how I like it...”
“Buzz off, punch freak!” Fluttershy yelled. Tossing the cup away and abruptly flapping her wings, she took to the sky, out of the creepy earth pony’s reach. Taking refuge atop a cloud, she gathered her wits, ignoring the pegasus couple noisily having sex on the other end of the cloud, and calmed herself once again.
“Oh, dear, I shouldn’t have snapped at her like that,” Fluttershy reflected, “but she’s not what I’m looking for at all.” The poor mare gave a lonely sigh, having been clitblocked for the second time in what felt like a very long night, yet which had taken only minutes of real time. At last she summoned all of her strength and peered down at the ponies below.
“I’d better go back down and find somepony who actually wants the evening to end with sex. Rarity wouldn’t want me to give up now, not after she loaned me this beautiful tiara!” This third time would be the charm... hopefully!
Preparing for the worst, Fluttershy descended back to the ground, and swiftly found a young, pink earth pony stallion eyeing her with great appreciation. Fluttershy rarely considered earth pony males as partners, as their wieners tended to be on the... girthy side. However, this stallion sported a delightfully modest sheath between his hind legs. Not only that, he had a bit of a bubble butt, making him look somewhat mareish from the rear. He was a cute little femcolt, yes he was — truly, the best of both worlds!
This was the perfect opportunity for Fluttershy to try out her new assertiveness, enabled of course by the Subjunctive Sapphire’s ability to erase her romantic errors. Guys like this loved having older mares tell them what to do in bed — and Fluttershy’s thicc and motherly build suited her precisely to the role!
“Does your mother know you’re out this late?” she whispered teasingly, swishing her perfumed tail before the pink stallion’s masked face.
“She knows now... mommy...” the earth pony responded with playful eagerness.
“Hehe, cute~” Fluttershy snorted dismissively even as she trotted around the pink stallion, flaunting her body for his enjoyment. “I’ve been looking for a real stallion all night,” she claimed, “but most of them don’t have the stamina to keep up. I suppose it can’t hurt to see what a colt like you can do.”
“Oh, I’m no colt...” The stallion took Fluttershy into his hooves and kissed her, their masks touching as his lips worked against hers. Fluttershy was filled with a depth of passion and hard won talent that surprised her — this stallion was far more experienced than he looked!
“How’s that?” the pink stallion asked when their lips finally parted.
“Mmm, not bad,” Fluttershy admitted. “Perhaps you have what it takes to satisfy me. How would you like to be my good boy tonight~?” Playing the aggressive mommy-domme was so fun, and there would surely be no consequences!
“Shall we go to your place?” the stallion murmured, gently stroking Fluttershy’s mane and kissing down her neck. “I’ll show you just how good a boy I can be.”
Eep! Once again, things were moving too fast for Fluttershy... but not too fast for her tingling private parts! “O-OK,” she agreed, “but I live out of town, near the Everfree.”
The pink stallion grimaced, dropping out of the roleplay somewhat. “Ooh, that’s kind of far, I’m horny now... park bench?”
“I don’t want to do it in public...” Fluttershy glanced around at the dark and empty buildings of Ponyville, with practically every adult in town having come out to enjoy the Summer Masquerade. Most of her neighbours were now “busy” with one — or more! — partners. The thrusting of stallions’ hips was visible in all directions, the jazz orchestra somewhat muted beneath the sound of constant moans. But she wanted this stallion... she needed him! Everypony else in town was succumbing to lustful abandon — why wasn’t she?
“In the alley behind Sugarcube Corner, then,” the pink stallion suggested. “Nopony ever goes back there!”
“L-let’s do it!” Fluttershy squealed, her arousal overwhelming her shyness and good sense. The two ponies galloped into the alley just off the plaza, and Fluttershy eagerly faced the wall and raised her tail for her new lover.
Presented with this delicious banquet, the pink earth pony’s initial coltishness was shed like a disguising cloak, leaving a considerate and experienced stallion in his place. After an exciting period of tender kisses and tongue work on her swollen nether lips and her delicate pearl, the stallion mounted Fluttershy gently, nipping the nape of her neck like a true gentlecolt, before sliding himself in to the correct hole. His wiener was perfectly sized for Fluttershy’s delicate marehood, and as she turned her neck to face him, she found the first kiss they’d shared was just one of many more he had to offer.
Oh, Rarity, thank you for the tiara! Fluttershy thought to herself as the pink stallion thrust into her innards, pressing her firmly against the wall of Sugarcube Corner and bringing them both towards a swift and passionate climax. Those first two jerks would have sent me flying home and crying, but I stuck to it, and I’ve finally found my prince!
Such a notion proved quite prophetic, for as dawn rose and the Summer Masquerade was brought to an end, Fluttershy and the pink stallion resolved to meet again for a proper date. The days that followed were a blur of activities, gifts, happiness and the best sex of Fluttershy’s life. After a whirlwind courtship, her wedding was a day of the most graceful and delicate beauty. Her dress was a demure masterpiece of lace and silk, not revealing at all. Its construction was a labour of love from Rarity, the mare who’d brought the couple together with her gentle insistence that Fluttershy attend Ponyville’s yearly orgy.
The newlywed ponies honeymooned in Fillydephia, yet Fluttershy never saw the sights, preferring to spend the entire week in her hotel room with her legs spread, her new husband humping atop her with endless energy. Of course she was pregnant by the time they returned to Ponyville — she could feel the new life within her, and the doctors confirmed it.
Year after year passed, with Fluttershy in the most loving relationship she could imagine with her perfect pink stud. She couldn’t remember feeling a single moment of frustration or unhappiness with him. All of Ponyville saw the couple as a model for their own relationships. Fluttershy’s many foals grew up into fine stallions and mares, and left home to make their own way in the world, with families and foals of their own. The sex diminished as Fluttershy and her husband aged, yet the love and passion in their marriage never faltered.
Yet all things must end, and at the finale of a long life, it was time for the elderly Fluttershy to say goodbye to her faithful husband. The pink stallion, now more aged than even Granny Smith had ever been, lay propped up on a pillow in the bed on which he’d once sired countless foals. Fluttershy approached from the kitchen, holding a cup of warm tea in one wing, hoping to make her husband comfortable as the end approached.
“Come closer, my love.” The pink stallion coughed lightly as he motioned Fluttershy to the side of the bed.
“Y-yes, dearest? What is it?”
“I have something to confess, before I leave this mortal Equestria behind.” The pink stallion pulled off his false nose and glasses, revealing the face of a familiar friend. “Surprise! It’s me! Pinkie Pie!”
“Wh-what?” Fluttershy dropped the teacup with a smash on the wooden floor of the cottage she’d spent happy decades sharing with — “P-Pinkie?”
“It was me the whole time!” the elderly Pinkie chuckled. “And you never caught on, cause I’m just that good at disguises!”
Fluttershy frantically thought back upon a lifetime of happiness. The wholesome baking, the cheerful parties that made their cozy home sing, the campout with Cheese Sandwich where his wife and Fluttershy’s husband had never been in the tent at the same time... The clues had definitely been there!
“W-wait, how did we even have sex?” Fluttershy asked, thinking of that first magical night behind Sugarcube Corner.
“Oh, that was the easy part, I used a strapon! Big Mac was our sperm donor!”
“Grr....” Fluttershy clenched her teeth and lay an impatient wing on the rasping chest of her aged friend. After decades of married bliss, a feeling of annoyance and anger was rising in her, the feeling of frustration which she knew would finally activate the Subjunctive Sapphire and end this lengthy vision of the future.
“Pinkie, our life together has been wonderful, but that was way too far to go for one of your pranks!” she scolded.
“It wasn’t a prank, silly!” The stallion now revealed as Pinkie Pie raised her head and gave Fluttershy that heart melting smile, perhaps for the last time ever. “I wanted my best friend to be happy, and I knew there was nopony else who could fill your life with so much fun and joy, as the one and only Pinkie Pie! That’s me!”
“Oh... it wasn’t a prank, then. You really do love me!” The feeling of frustration began to subside, replaced by the usual warm glow Fluttershy had always felt for her husband — who was, seemingly, now her wife.
“That’s right, Fluttershy, it wasn’t a prank.” The pony now revealed as Pinkie Pie lifted a bottle of seltzer from her deathbed and sprayed Fluttershy with it. “That’s the prank! Hahaha! Get it? The ol’ seltzer in the face gag!”
“Bluh... blugggh!” Fluttershy shook her mane, shaking imaginary droplets of water from it. All at once she was back in her youthful body, the Subjunctive Sapphire once more present and glowing atop her forehead. The Summer Masquerade proceeded around her, dozens of ponies hiding behind masks and using the flimsiest of excuses to hook up. Her foals, her life, the wonderful years she’d spent with Pinkie Pie were now nothing but a rapidly fading memory. And before her stood the “stallion” who had set off this entire escapade with a well meant deception!
“Hey, good lookin!'” the pink stallion grinned, heedless of the decades that had passed since Fluttershy had last seen “him” so young. “Do you wanna find a quiet spot and get cream-pied? Wow, us stallions sure love using these cheezy pick-up lines, eh? Cause I’m totally a stallion! With a donger that’s big, but not too big, cause I know how you like it!”
“N-no, thank you.” Fluttershy felt bad rejecting her friend, but the lengthy vision she’d just lived through had shook her to the core. She couldn’t bear to live a life based on a deception, no matter how kindly it was meant! “I just know I’d have a lovely life with you, but you’re just too... Pinkie for me.”
“Hey, how’d you know it was me?” asked the pink pony, scratching her head with confusion. “This mask is a piece of crap!”
Fluttershy carefully scouted out the punch bowl area and, not finding the creepy magenta mare to be present, allowed herself a sip to recover from the traumatic experience. Afterwards she trotted off to seek out Rarity. Her friend was not difficult to find, as she was kneeling near the centre of the plaza, bobbing her head up and down upon a stallion’s cock without a care in the world.
Rarity’s eyes were closed, one hoof delicately supporting and raising the stallion’s balls, as if his throbbing nutsack were a teacup made from the finest china. A peaceful humming came from the elegant unicorn’s throat, a far cry from the sharp, awkward glurk sounds that Fluttershy made whenever she gave head.
“Erm... Rarity?” Fluttershy tried to recover her vanished confidence enough to speak above a whisper. “I hate to interrupt, but...”
Rarity held up a hoof and disgorged the stallion’s cock from her throat with only the minimum of fuss. “No names, darling, this is the Masquerade,” she reminded.
“I-I’m not really having a good time here.”
While considering this, the mare behind the event’s most glamorous mask idly batted about her stallion’s spit slick erection. He had a very nice wiener, Fluttershy thought, just the right size, yet Rarity seemed rather disappointed in him. “To be honest, I seem to be striking out as well,” Rarity sighed.
Fluttershy gasped at the obscene sight. “B-but y-you’ve got him in your mouth, and you’re leaking cum... from both holes...”
“Oh, yes, two or three quickies,” Rarity agreed dismissively, “but nopony worth taking home, I fear.” She dismissed her frustrated fellatee with a wave of her hoof, and turned to her somewhat clingy friend, gently touching her wither. “I fear that I’ve found nopony here as deliciously sexy as the mare I had in my home at the beginning of the evening.”
In that moment, Fluttershy knew the answer. She knew what she had to do. She didn’t need precognition to know she was doing the right thing, for it was the only thing! She leaned in to Rarity’s well lipsticked mouth and pressed her lips against her friend’s.
“Mmmfff!” Rarity practically melted as the once shy Fluttershy took the initiative, holding her in her wings, stroking her fur tenderly as the kiss of a lifetime took place between their joined mouths. Their hearts pounded in sync, and fireworks exploded in Fluttershy’s mind as a thousand disjointed puzzle pieces fell into place, forming the beautiful name of the beautiful pony she loved. Of course the answer was ✨💜
RARITY!💜✨ How could she have ever thought it might be otherwise?
“Oh, Fluttershy!” Rarity cried out. “How I dreamed of this, but I never wanted to risk our friendship!” Swooning onto a conveniently nearby couch, she pulled Fluttershy atop her soft, welcoming body and left lipstick marks all over her muzzle with quick, hot kisses. “Now that our feelings are out in the open, let eternal bliss and hot sex be ours!”
“H-hold on a second...” Fluttershy muttered with some annoyance, struggling atop Rarity’s over-eager form. “This doesn’t make sense! If I was just going to end up with you, why did I agree to go to this dumb sex party at all?”
“Erm... Rarity?” Fluttershy shook her head, trying to banish the fuzziness and confusion from her mind. Once more she stood in her friend’s boutique, the setting sun visible through the window. The Subjunctive Sapphire glowed atop her head, and the sounds of a band tuning up came distantly through the air from Ponyville Plaza, as the setup for the Summer Masquerade proceeded apace.
“Mmm? Yes, dear?” Rarity lowered the economy sized can of hairspray she was spraying over her mane, and looked over at her friend. She showed no sign of having just been captured in Fluttershy’s passionate lip lock, pressing her tongue vigorously into her mouth and moaning, as stallions and mares alike looked on with envy.
“Um...” Fluttershy blushed just to think of that kiss, and the boldness with which she’d delivered it. “I think I just lived through the whole evening, and I ended up with you.”
“Oh!” Rarity seemed quite surprised, yet hardly displeased. “Well, the Subjunctive Sapphire is a tool for discovering one’s hidden wishes. I can’t object if it makes you appreciate what was right in front of you. Especially if it means I get to ‘score’ with the lovely Fluttershy, as they say.” With a brush Rarity swiftly teased out her mane into a Pinkie-like mass of curls, effectively disguising her mane as effectively as she had her face and cutie mark. “Shall we head off to the plaza, and let the evening unfold, even as you predicted?”
Fluttershy shyly put one front hoof behind the other. “Do you think we could just... skip to the end? Why should I go out there, and show my... pussy... and everything, when I already know what’s going to happen? I’d rather just stay in and have sex with you.”
“Sex?” Rarity asked with the raise of a sculpted eyebrow. “My, the Sapphire does make you bold.”
Fluttershy nodded. “Yes, no raspberry punch, just sex.”
Rarity surreptitiously pushed away a large glass punch bowl with her magic. “Very well, darling. The spirit of generosity is strong in me tonight. Shall we adjourn to the bed, or do it right here on my shop floor?”
“Bed, please,” Fluttershy squeaked.
Rarity nodded, having expected nothing less from this gentle pegasus. “Forgive the frankness of my question, but do you prefer to give, or receive?”
“Um.... receive.”
“Very well.” Rarity tossed her glossy, poofy mane, her tail raising as her body realized that sexual satisfaction would be arriving greatly ahead of schedule. “I shall use my smallest dildo.”
“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” Fluttershy assured.
Rarity cast another glance at her accessory closet. “Something tells me that I do.” She took her lover into her hooves, gazing deep into Fluttershy’s eyes. “Unless you know otherwise... did the Subjunctive Sapphire tell you how this evening went, after I took you back home?”
“N-no, it didn’t.” Fluttershy was consumed with the sudden fear of uncertainty, but Rarity stilled the butterflies with another beautiful, heart melting kiss. “Do you think I should—”
“Perish the thought!” Rarity’s horn lit up, and the silver tiara was magically raised from Fluttershy’s head, only to be tossed back into Rarity’s closet with with a loud crash. “Come, we shall learn each other together...”
