"Okay, I'm getting bored now. We're still here, meeting the characters. This still counts as exposition. Get on with it!"

"Yes, get on with it!"

A crowd cheered in agreement. Pinkie Pie picked up the remote. "Well, let me hit the play button if you're going to be so impatient."

Bristle and Twilight walked through the school's hallways, for what felt like the twentieth time in the last few hours.

"No no no, go past this part! In fact, never play this part again!"

"So, if we find this dimension's Rainbow Dash, we'll have an army? One that will rival the forces of the underworld? One that can win the war, seize the day, ours is the drill that will pierce through the heavens?"

Twilight facepalmed, now that she was getting the hang of finer motor control. "You're making it sound too grand. It's a group of high school kids going against a meaner high school girl. It's not the forces of Tartarus rising up."

As Bristle cursed their bad luck, Twilight felt something stick out in front of her ankle, causing her to trip onto the tile floor. Bristle's mood changed quickly as he praised the gods, or whoever gave Twilight such a short skirt. And then he had to notice who was at fault in the fall.

Sunset Shimmer laughed at Twilight. "Ah, Twilight Sparkle, just the girl I needed to talk to." She reached down and pulled Twilight up, though it was obvious it wasn't out of charity. "So, now that I've got you, I've got a message for you: drop out of the race. I won't let anyone else win, and you need to understand that."

Twilight stared Sunset Shimmer back down. "You've got every student in this school fearing you. You use that fear to control them, to make them serve you. But it's not going to work on me, you get that? You've got nothing on us."

"And who says I need any kind of gossip on you to win? In case you haven't noticed, you're not fitting in very well. It wouldn't take much to convince them that you don't deserve the title or the crown. Would they want the symbol of their school pride to a girl who just showed up and acts more like an alien attempting to fit in our civilization. And what are you going to tell them? That the crown is rightfully yours, because you're a pony princess from another dimension? You have no power here."

Twilight backed up, small steps at a time. Sunset Shimmer was starting to get to her, and she was still going. "But since you're going to use your princess status as leverage, just know that it is giving me something to work with. I've still got knowledge of Equestria, and I hear what ponies say about you now that you're a princess. And it's very well known that you're a virgin."

Twilight was pressed up against the wall. "S-s-so? W-what does that m-mean to y-you?"

Sunset Shimmer pressed very close to Twilight, so close that their bodies were touching. "So don't think I don't know how to push all your buttons. Virgins tend to have their own...special weaknesses." Her hands were working their way to Twilight's body, sliding up the bottom of her shirt, up to her chest. She didn't find the bra expected to be present, and grinned. "Ooh, someone's a naughty princess."

Twilight didn't know how to react. She knew that she was being harassed, that this was really bad, that she should be fighting and running away. If something like this happened back in Equestria, her guards would be on the assaulter in seconds, ready to throw them away. There had to be something similar here, right? Someone would help her if she called out for it, right now. That's all she needed to do, just cry out for assistance.

Instead, she moaned in ecstasy. She couldn't stop herself. She didn't want to admit it to herself, but Sunset Shimmer, the girl who stole her crown, fled to another dimension, and terrorized the students regularly, was fondling her breasts tenderly. And she was loving it. This is the sort of thing I've been missing all this time?

Sunset Shimmer seemed to be getting into it too. "You don't have any objections to another woman, do you? Because it's looking like you're in heaven. Now you're realizing what you can't accomplish on your own, you need someone else."

"Oh yes, please! Don't stop now!"

"This is straight out of a really bad porno."

"This is a really bad porno. That's the point of the story."

"Oh yeah. Good work. Actually, no. Do you have any idea how long it took to get to this point? The only 'titillating' things we've had before this were perverted upskirts and Fluttershy 'accident'. This is terrible erotica. Back me up, Lyra."

"Oh yeah, keep squeezing her boobs. Just like that, yes!"

"Aaaand she's clopping furiously under the table. Actually, that's really hot. I might just watch this instead. You with me, Pinks?"

"It is pretty nice, I admit. But somepony has to watch the story we're supposed to be seeing."

"...gah, stop staring at me! This is private! Turn around!"

"You lost the right to call it private when you started doing it right in front of us. Either keep going, or move on."

"You're disgusting!"

"Lovely. Focus on the virgins, please."

"Because of your pointless squabbling, you missed the interesting part. Sunset Shimmer made her point and left."

"SHIT!"

Bristle helped Twilight up off the floor. She was panting. "W-why didn't you help me earlier? That could have been nonconsensual molestation, and you just stood there and let it happen?"

"Is there such a thing as consensual molestation? Anyway, despite what you're thinking, I didn't just sit back and watch because it was improvised lesbian teasing. It wasn't that attractive, anyway."

"You sit on a throne of lies!"

"I stood back because you didn't ask for help. If you called out, I would have tackled her in a second. But it looked like you had the situation under control."

Twilight rubbed her arm and breathed in through her teeth. "I probably shouldn't have enjoyed that as much as I did. But...it just felt so good. I can't believe that I've been missing out on that my entire life. Is it that always that beautiful?"

Bristle half closed his eyes in annoyance. "Well, completely ignoring the fact that I'm not you and therefore have no idea how it felt, I'm a virgin too. I just know that jerking off feels pretty damn good too. So if you ever feel like focusing again, I'm ready."

"Y-yeah, sure. I uh, just... need to hit the filly's room first. F-feeling incredibly wet right now."

Bristle held up his hand. "So take care of that. Stop talking now."

Twilight nodded quickly and ran into the nearest bathroom, while Bristle noticed the sign on the door. He thought for a second before shrugging and leaning against the wall. "She can use the guy's room, not like anyone's out right now." He pulled out his phone and started looking at pictures of wolfjob.

Sunset Shimmer came back around the corner. "So that just leaves you. It's safe to assume you're the guy who wants to be a princess?"

Without looking up from the screen, Bristle replied incredibly deadpan, "What's it to you? Is your mind too constrained by pre-established gender roles that you can't accept a man wants to be beautiful?"

She stroked his chin. "I'll just be blunt with you because you're not as interesting. If you drop the race for me, I'll drop my panties for you. Do we have a deal?" She moved her hand to the crotch of his pants, feeling up his erection.

"Don't feel accomplished, that's got nothing to do with you. Other things on my mind." He sighed and put the phone in his pocket. "Not too long ago, I assumed that you were a she-demon who used sluttiness to get what she wanted and fear for everything else. Now that I've talked to you, I see you're just a whore. I may only be here to get laid, but I have my own standards."

"Why must you prolong this torture? Just rut her in the halls and end this story now."

Sunset Shimmer quickly pulled her hand back and threw it over his neck, constricting. "Listen here, bitch. I've got my own reasons for getting that fucking crown, and it's got nothing to do with 'being pretty and loved' or any of that shit. You get in my way, and I'll fuck you up bad. Don't be an idiot, understand?" She released her chokehold and walked away, staring at Bristle while she retreated. He responded with a middle finger.

Twilight walked out of the bathroom, panties above her knees as she was still wiping them off with toilet paper. On the ground, Spike was staring up at Twilight, eyes wide, taking in every detail. She seemed oblivious to what she was doing, or at least that it was wrong, and saw Sunset Shimmer disappearing around the corner. "What was she doing back here?"

"She's trying to use sex as leverage to win the crown, and judging by how she acted when I said I wasn't falling for it, she's got a real bad reason to want it. She's got something planned, and we need to stop her. You're listening to me, right? Don't go for her temptress act, it's all a sham to cheat us out of a victory, and to go through with her evil designs."

Twilight didn't respond with an affirmation, but she stopped cleaning herself off, dropped the used paper into a nearby trashcan, and pulled her panties back up. "Really? She was so tender and considerate, there's gotta be good in there somewhere, and I managed to pull it out! We just have to bring that to her forefront."

"Yeah, good idea. I'll beat the everloving shit of the evil side out of her. Get your brain out of your pants and your head out of your ass, Twilight. There's a possible...high school at stake, and...we have to save it...? You know, it sounds a lot less serious when all we stand to lose is a high school. Why am I even bothering?"

Spike threw his opinion into the matter. "He's got a point, Twilight. Celestia abandoned Shimmer because of her evil desires, there's no way we can ignore her when she's talking about how she needs what is not only your crown, but the Element of Magic. You can't let romance get in the way. Now, we were on our way to find Rainbow Dash to recruit her to our fight?"

Twilight sighed. "Right. Right, okay. I was letting lust get in the way of my duties. I'll try to keep my libido under control from now on."

"Good. Spike, in the bag. We've got a tyrannical prostitute to overthrow, and we're going to need a Skittle Pone to do it."

"Totally!"

"Skittles!"

"I had a stroke last week."

"...well, that was a downer. Where the hell did you even get that sound clip?"

"I do other things with my life! Why wouldn't I?"

Author's Note

Starbomb is pretty good background music for writing a story like this, especially "Kirby's Adventure in Reamland", and I actually like that song.

I'm this far in the story, and I'm now getting a more solid idea of where it's going. That's a pretty good indication of how I usually write.