Dawn. The sun can be seen from a nearby window as the DJ pony, Vinyl Scratch hobbles around in her house after her big party. The fatigue shows on the white pony as she tries to walk for her couch to rest. She could barely see a thing, as she squints her bloodshot eyes in order to try and focus on her comfy target. Doing her best to ignore the thumping in her head, she disregards the couch and tries to walk up the stairs to the bathroom.
Boom…boom…boom boom boom…boom…boom.
Stopping on the staircase for a minute, she rests her head on a step and rubs her temples in an effort to ease the pain. After a minute of rubbing, the pain subsides and with a small smile she continues up the stairs and arrives at the door to her bathroom.
Quickly opening it, Vinyl trots into the bathroom and with a flick of the light switch and the flare of her horn, she uses her magic and grabs a blue and white towel that has her cutie mark stitched at the bottom right, and lays it on the floor before the shower. Turning her head upwards, she turns the tap on and the silence of the bathroom is broken by the sound of rushing water. Giving it a minute to heat up, Vinyl turns to her reflection in the mirror. She was greeted by her reflection and the effects of the night showed.
Her magenta eyes were half open and struggling to stay open. Her electric blue and white mane was standing up like a cow had licked it, and she could see small bags under her eyes that signaled she was in dire need of rest. She would get it no doubt, as today was her off day to relax and recoup before she headed out to her next gig. Below her nose rests a line of blood that is crested to her lip, showing that she had put the bass to the highest point at some point in the night. Thinking about the night, her head starts to throb again, which causes her to close her eyes and try to relax for a few seconds before reopening them.
Noticing the small bathroom starting to fill with steam, Vinyl turns her attention to her shower and enters while closing the door of the shower behind her. As the hot water hits her soft white fur, she felt her body relaxing and her headache subsiding. Feeling her once radical mane droop to the side, she sits down on the ceramic tiles and lets out a soft sigh of relief. Not quite happy with the heat, she turns her head to the tap, and turns it a bit more until the heat becomes perfect. Not too hot where her fur starts to feel like it’s burning, nor too cold to where it just felt like water.
Once the heat finally soaks into her body, she focuses her attention on a small white bottle of shampoo and quickly grabs it with her magic. Popping the top off she takes in the exotic smell of coconut and she feels her body relax a bit more from the scent.
Next she focuses her mind on a nearby shower brush. She grabs that with her magic and applies a layer of shampoo to it. Quickly looking over the plain, white brush, she couldn’t help but notice how smooth it was on the bottom of it. Discarding the trivial matter, she applies the brush to her fur and begins to wash away the sweat and hard cider from the night before.
It didn’t take her long to wash her body and she eventually arrived at her most private area. Looking to her side, she couldn’t help but notice her slightly big rump. It wasn’t that she was fat, it was just she always had a little junk in the back. She didn’t mind it though. To her it was the perfect mix between being firm and a bit bubbly that kind of reminded her of a marshmallow in a way.
With a soft sigh, she begins to wash her rear. Feeling the hard bristles dance across her ass, she lets out a few soft moans.
Stopping her brushing, she turns herself towards the brush and eyes it with a curious look. Eying the smooth bottom again, she an idea to help relax her a bit more before bed. Backing her body up into the wall, she plants her haunches on the flooring and rests her back against the wall. Turning her gaze downward, she notices her little pink slit getting hit with the hot water.
Quickly turning her eyes upward, she opens the shower door and notices the light switch in reach of her magic. Quickly turning out the light and closing the door, the only source of light was Vinyl’s bluish aura around her horn. She always prefers the darkness for her little activities and felt her body relax a bit more.
Slowing down her breathing, she slowly moves the smooth end of the brush into her wet marehood. With a soft gasp, the brush found its way into her, and without waiting, she begins to slowly move the tip in and out while at the same time going deeper with it. The feeling of it inside of her is a perfect feeling. It’s wasn’t too big nor small for her and she smiles knowing it was hers to control.
A few minutes of warming herself up pass and she feels her breathing slowly picking up. With a small grin she slowly pulls it out and stared at the tip of it. Thought the water was running, she could see a bit of her own juices coating the smooth brush. Moving the brush close to her chest, she inhales the scent of her own body and feels her body relax even more. Her desires start to get higher and she begins to gently lick the end of it with her velvety tongue. She begins to picture the brush as an unnamed stallion and slowly circles the tip with her tongue.
She always has fun doing this. Always picturing one of her stage colts that work under her. She wanted to have one of them for herself, but she kept it professional and avoided sexual relations with her workers.
Done with teasing the tip, she begins to move the brush into her mouth and pushes it against the back of her throat, whilst ignoring her gag reflex. She sucks on it for a bit, rubbing her tongue around the smooth surface, until she pulls out, and admires it thanks to her own aura.
“What I wouldn’t do for a real stallion right now…” She says quietly as she stares red faced at the brush.
Moving the brush back down to her nethers, she slowly moves it back into her wetness and lets out a deep moan that echoes throughout the bathroom.
Once again she went slow and pushes the brush in and out until her plump pussy has every inch of it up to the bristles inside of her. Pushing the end down a bit, she instantly hits her G-spot and gets right to work on it. She knew her body better than anybody else and with every hard thrust; she could feel a jolt of ecstasy pulse through her body.
Pushing as hard as she can, she lets it all out and doesn’t even try to suppress her loud moans. Letting her tongue hang carelessly out, the blue aura brushes against her red face and turns her fur into a soft light purple. The force of her own magic she was using on the brush was matching the intensity of a real rutting stallion. She could feel her butt bouncing into the air softly, and hitting the flooring with a soft wet thud with every motion of the brush.
As she closes her eyes, she arches her head back and feels the release button getting punched. Feeling her orgasm leave her body, she turns her head back down and notices a bit of her cum dribble down the side of the brush for a quick second, until the water hit it and sent it into the drain. Slowly removing the brush from her marehood, she falls to her side and rests against the tiles to recover from her orgasm.
She rested a few more minutes before she pulls herself up and turns off the tap. Opening the shower door, she stumbles out feeling a lot better than before and quickly dries her body off. Tossing the wet towels into the laundry basket, she walks out of the bathroom and moves in the direction of her room to finally get a nice, long rest.
