Generosity Complex

Generosity Complex

Within the simple town of Ponyville, there is a boutique; a boutique that sells the finest of pony clothing to all classes of society. Though they can be costly, the clothing this boutique provides fits specifically to one’s needs and creates a wondrous formal appearance for any 'black-tie’ occasion. This boutique has a very unique structure to it, to make it stand out in the small, plain farm-town.

The door to the establishment was actually made up of two smaller doors: one on top, and one on the bottom. The two windows letting light into the shop, on the right and left of the building, were oval shaped, and the glass was tinted a shade of blue; yellow curtains were barely visible on the inside. Around the windows were a diamond shape and a frilly pattern, on both sides of the windows.

Spires were the main structure for the building, as they held up most of it. They bore two shades of purple, a shade of plum and amethyst, spiraling around each of the cylindrical spires. The four on the bottom held up a second floor, which held a large sign with a pony on it; there were two hearts on each side of the pony's hooves, and a line going through said pony.

Above the pony was another two shades of purple, similar to the spires, and then a miniature carousel just above that. The carousel was just for show, and held two ponies on each side, each being held up by an iron pole. At the very, very top of the entire structure was a sort of lookout point, as one might see on a castle. It was held up by four light-blue poles, and on top of it was a small red flag, waving through the wind.

But, within such an exquisite place, there is an exquisite mare. A mare of beauty, finesse and generosity. One can't simply deny this fact, and soon, she'll learn there's more than just being 'generous' . . .

***

"Oh, this simply will not do!" came an exasperated voice from within the boutique. "I have ten hours to finish this dress, and I haven't even come up with a design!" Many rolls of fabric shot out of a box, enveloped in a light-blue hue, the aura dissipating as the fabric hit the floor.

The mare in question finally walked out, standing in the middle of the boutique and groaning; she was a unicorn. Her mane is a shade of indigo, and it gently curls around her neck and the sides of her head. Her tail is curled in much the same way, with the same colours. Her fur coat is a marble white, and displays the contrast between her azure eye colour and the purple colours of her mane and tail. Upon her flanks is her cutie mark: three blue diamonds which are outlined by a darker shade of blue.

"Rarity..." came a soft, childish, voice from beside her.

This was obviously a filly; another unicorn, to be exact. Her eyes are a pale gray, which blend well with her light gray coat and mulberry mane with rosy streaks. Her mane was curled at her bangs, and at the side of her neck, but in small bundles. Her tail was much the same, but was only curled at the ends of her tail.

"Sweetie! My goodness, you're still here?! I need you to go play with your friends! I have to finish this dress for a Canterlot suitor; and I can't just have fillies running around my store and ruining everything, and, and... !" A couch magically moves over to Rarity, and she collapses on it.

Sweetie Belle sighs. "Rarity, I don't mind playing with my friends. If you're so worked up, it's not a hassle!" Sweetie smiled and Rarity opened an eye.

"Sorry, Sweetie. I promise, next weekend, we'll spend time together." Rarity hopped off the couch and walked to Sweetie Belle, giving her a small, and tight, hug.

"Thanks sis. See ya 'round! Try not to get too stressed." Sweetie giggled as she walked out of the double door, and closed it behind her.

Too stressed... Uhg... I better get started. Rarity sighed as she walked to the staircase that sat adjacent to the pony-quinns.

Rarity made her way to her room; within it sat her bed. It loomed with bright, white, pillows and a red silk sheet. The bed had a small 'shade'-like roof above it, trimmed with gold edgings and held up by four beautifully carved mahogany pillars. To the right of her bed was a set up of three pony-quinns, which sat next to an oval window; beautiful grazed over by an array of bright, green, leaves.

Next to the window was her desk; her workstation, mainly. There was a sowing machine, neatly organized materials -- filed in a wooden box shelf -- and a lamp overhanging the workstation. The walls of the room were a grey-purple colour, which connected to marble pillars with a dim-pink and a bright white diamond pattern.

This room was her life. Her soul. Everything about her was in here. And she was going to finish this dress; even if she didn't want to. Immediately, she postured herself upright and began working; grabbing a barrage of materials -- silk, velvet, cotton, multiple types of thread-needles ranging to small and large, and her wondrous sowing machine.

She floated over a couple pieces of paper, laying them down on her table and grabbing a pencil; beginning her sketch phase. She began to draw the usual base; a uni-sex pony so that she had an idea for her suitor. Rarity than began to draw the designs of the actual suit and was entranced by her work...

***

Three hours passed. After all her hard work, she was finished. Everything looked perfect. The gentle crimson inlay of the jacket, the beautiful sky-blue bow-tie shining in the light above the pony-quinns;,making the black of the actual jacket stand out. Rarity sighs in relief, with seven hours to spare.

Thank Celestia... I better get some rest... I really deserve it. Rarity smiles as she uses her magic to lift the red covers of her bed, sliding under them.

She immediately positions her head on the pillow, resting a hoof underneath it for support, and closes her eyes. Her body starts to relax; every muscle and fiber stretching from all her work. Her heart races a little to provide some adrenaline to put the body in a state of bliss. Rarity's eyes become heavy, and soon, she is met with darkness...

Rarity awakens to find herself in a new, enriching, environment. Crystals lay all around her, fields upon fields of crystals. They jut out at a perfect ninety-degree angle and draw in the gloomy sun's rays, echoing beams of light from them. Unfortunately, these beams of light were not the pretty colours Rarity is used to.

No, in fact, these crystals were pitch black, filled with hatred and fear. The sky around her was a dull yellow, and clouds are looming back and forth, filled with darkness. The sun is blocked out by the gloomy, yellow sky to give any beauty to it.

This makes Rarity want to cower in fear. The fact that such a place she saved is now in her dreams and haunting her is appalling. The horrible sights before her... The beauty? Gone. The elegance? Destroyed. The bliss? No longer existent. Everything that made this empire an empire is no longer there. The Crystal Empire is now a piece of trash fit for the garbage.

"Sorry for not cleaning up." A husky voice called behind Rarity.

She turned around to come face to face with King Sombra. His eyes stayed on her as she stared, her heart pounding in fear as she met the devil face-to-face. King Sombra actually speaking?! The purple mist flowing from his eyes wasn't as dark as she remembered, but much lighter, now.

"S-Sombra?! You ruffian!" Rarity uses her telekinesis to pick up a black crystal to act as a shield, "s-stay back! Or... I'll throw it!" Rarity yelled, only earning a soft chuckle from Sombra.

"Generosity, I do not wish to harm you. No, I wish to talk. About you." Sombra moved closer, but kept a reasonable three feet away.

Rarity raised a brow in response, then spoke; "T-talk about me?... I... Well... Uhm... Wh-why should I? You're evil! I bet you just want to manipulate me like you did to all those ponies!" Rarity cried out, and Sombra shook his head.

"You have it wrong, Generosity. I am just a dream. A lucid dream, if you will. You may remember this, and think about it for a while, but, nothing matters in here. Let me talk about you. I wish to make you feel comfortable." Sombra smiled, and Rarity looked at the ground for a moment.

It is just a dream... I guess it couldn't hurt...

"A-about what?" Rarity asked, Sombra smiling more.

"Well, how is your life going? From what your mind is telling me; you're very stressed lately." Sombra laid down on the grassy field, and Rarity nodded, sitting on her rump.

"I'm mostly stressed because of all this work lately..." Rarity sighed, "I have to work out suits for ponies to keep my reputation up as a fashionista. I don't want ponies in Canterlot looking down on me..." Sombra shook his head, and kept a smile on his face.

"Maybe you need to... relax?" Rarity raised a brow.

"I do. I go to the spa--"

"No, no. A different kind of relaxing, Generosity." Sombra grinned and Rarity just thought for a moment.

Relax differently? What does he mean...? All I know to relax is to go to the spa or mas--- Oh... Rarity's eyes widened and she shook her head.

"Ewwwuagh! I'm appalled! Why would you suggest such a thing?!" Sombra laughed, and stood up.

"Generos--"

"It's Rarity, thank you."

Sombra cleared his throat. “Rarity... this is just a dream. Let your mind wander; relax. Enjoy yourself. It won't hurt you. But, it'll get you high on euphoria -- I assure you." Sombra moved closer and Rarity looked at the ground, blushing.

"I-I don't know... This doesn't seem... Ethical. I'm a mare of standards, Sombra. What makes you think I would let you... 'take advantage' of me?" Rarity looked into Sombra's dim, red irises; he merely smiled, a fang showing from the left side of his lip.

"Because, Rarity, you need a stallion to give you passion. Even if it is your dreams, it's still real enough for you to feel it. Trust me; you'll enjoy it." He smiled and was six inches away from her face; his breath warmly hitting her mouth.

I... guess it wouldn't hurt... I do need that kind of relaxation...

"Oh... Alright, Sombra. But, if this is some filthy trick; we'll catch you in a heartbeat!" Rarity frowned and Sombra continued to smile.

"I'm only a spirit. I'm here for a few more days; and then I'm not more. Besides; it's only a dream." Rarity nodded to this, and saw Sombra's lips approaching hers; they connected softly together.

His kiss was tender. Almost loving. Rarity never had this sensation before, and she was eager for it. Sombra knew Rarity too well, as his hoof was brought to her neck, gently caressing it. Rarity never felt this kind of passion as the kiss continued, their lips battling with each other.

Soon, Sombra started to force his tongue into her mouth, and Rarity allowed passage. His tongue was large, but it gently wrapped around hers and soon started to wrestle with it. Rarity moved closer to him and eventually, Sombra pulled out, his red eyes fading to a dim purple, his corneas becoming a leaf-green colour.

"My goodness... That was... amazing." Rarity sighed and Sombra let off a smile.

"Shall we, Rarity?" Sombra's smile continued and Rarity knew what he meant.

They began kissing again, Sombra slowly pushing Rarity forward. The kiss created a bliss between the two, and as Rarity moved backwards, she pulled away and fell onto her back, upon the slant of a hill. Sombra gently climbed on top of her, continuing the kiss once more.

Rarity was a little stunned the tyrant didn't completely destroy her with his heavy armour. In fact, it was the opposite. Sombra held his own weight up to combat her need to try and breath, aside the fact that they were both sharing saliva and breath, that is.

Sombra slowly pulled away, but continued to kiss her upon her cheek, moving down to her neck. He gently bit near her shoulder, leaving a small love bite, and then gently moving to her chest. His sideburns caressed the sides of her forelimbs as they wrapped around his head.

Evidently, he made his way down to her stomach, gently licking at her nipples, and soon to her marehood. His nose was the first to act, as it gently took a sniff of it. He looked up at her, smiling.

"Ready?" Sombra showed a gentle fang, and Rarity nodded.

"Please..." she begged.

Sombra agreed, and slid his tongue upon her labia. Gently, he lapped the lips apart and pushed his tongue into her, warmly pushing against her clitoris with the upper part of his tongue. Rarity let off a gasp of ecstasy, stroking his thick black mane.

Sombra enjoyed her taste -- vanilla with a mix of chocolate. Hard to come by, for him. But, he pushed forward, his tongue vibrating against her clit. However, he had trouble moving his tongue to an increasing pace and, instead, found another means of vibration.

His horn started to glow a sickly black colour, and encased her clitoris in a vibrant, grey, glow. It gently vibrated it and caused Rarity to scream in pleasure, pushing Sombra's head further upon her marehood. Sombra clearly knew she was enjoying it, and continued doing this.

His tongue... His magic... It's so... ohhhhermmm... wonderful... Rarity's thoughts were hard to conjure, as Sombra's increasing vibrations created more euphoric adrenaline for her body.

Eventually, she pushed him off, Sombra now on all fours. Rarity glared at him, frowning. Sombra frowned slightly, but couldn't help but look at her completely wet marehood, where a small pool of juices was forming. Rarity started to giggle, a blush plastering itself on her cheeks.

"Sorry about the mess dear. Perhaps you can clean it up for me?" Rarity pouted and Sombra just smiled.

"As much as I'd enjoy that, it is a bit tainted with the grass." Sombra and Rarity laughed in unison.

"How about we continue, then, dearest?" Rarity pleaded, and Sombra nodded.

Sombra trotted forward, placing himself above her again. His groin was just above her marehood. Unfortunately for Rarity, he was only partially erect. Rarity pouted further as she saw this, making a kissy-like face and looking up at him.

"Darling, you can't put that in me like that." Sombra just chuckled.

"It'll feel better this way. Let me do this, Rarity." Rarity sighed and then allowed him to continue.

His semi-erect being was slowly embraced by her marehood, after pushing past the guarding labia and tight outer walls of the vagina. But, the wetness he produced for her made it easier, and he could feel his heart pumping blood into his cock. It pulsated, as he started to thrust into her, and Rarity's moans were further encouragement.

Sombra's erection grew, pushing deeper into Rarity's marehood. He allowed his horn to glow once more, applying the same vibrations to her clitoris once more. The moans grew into
screams and Rarity had never felt better. The euphoric bliss was inevitable for her, and Sombra took full control.

As his hardness was at its peak, he pushed into her -- slow, but hard. Each thrust gave a new vibration to Rarity's clitoris and beamed her nerve-endings with the feeling of magic, and a pulsating cock. Rarity couldn't ask for a much better experience.

Although often fantasizing about Blueblood, this was nothing compared to it. The lucidness of the dream, the reality of it all. It was her dream to be pleased. However, these thoughts quickly fade away from Rarity as she feels the vibrations grip her clitoris, making her scream loudly. Sombra pushed himself into once more, and released his essence upon her body. Rarity's body reacted the same -- releasing the viscous fluids from her vagina and causing her orgasm.

Sombra collapsed beside her, both of them breathing heavily, Sombra completely pulled out of her now. A pull of fluids sits under Rarity's marehood and Sombra's cock is covered in them. Rarity sighs in bliss, turning her head to Sombra.

"I wish this were real..." she smiles, gently.

"I do not, Miss Rarity." Rarity frowns, as Sombra's body vibrates and eventually fades away.

Left alone, and confused, Rarity is soon consumed by darkness -- the entirety of the Crystal Empire disappearing. She was waking up.