Chapter 2
Caring About Others
Edited by Anonymoose / rev.2

The sun was just rising in the horizon, the peaceful night was ending, and the day was beginning for everyone to enjoy. The birds in the yard were singing and the animals were starting to awake.

Fluttershy was dreaming of a forest, bright rays of light penetrating the heavy canopy, illuminating the grass below. Trees could be seen everywhere, all of them aligned in a symmetrical way. all of them identical to the rest. It was deja vu every time she passed by a tree. Tree after tree, she continued walking aimlessly.

Fluttershy looked around to see where she was. Everything was the same in every direction, just trees. But a tiny glint caught her sight. There was something shiny on the ground near a tree, a tiny mirror, within a rectangular wooden frame.

Looking at the mirror, Fluttershy could see herself quite clearly, but there was a blueish blur behind her. Suddenly, she heard some hoofsteps, but before she could turn around...

“Hi Fluttershy!” said a little filly.

Fluttershy jumped with a squeak from the sudden greeting. After she got over the shock, she slowly turned around to see who it was.

“Rainbow Dash?” she asked with a quivery voice.

“Yup!”

“What are you doing here?”

“I was just flying by and noticed something in here, so I came to check.”

“Oh.” Fluttershy then remembered about the forest and took a look at the canopy. “But how did you get in?” But her words went unheard; Rainbow Dash was already walking in the distance.

Fluttershy looked a bit confused, but soon started trotting after her, trying to approach her. Rainbow Dash was already several trees ahead, but after a few moments she was able to catch up with her.

“Rainbow Dash, where are you going?” she said gasping a bit, but the filly remained silent.

The birds' singing could be heard all around. Fluttershy followed behind her, not too far, not too near, but just enough so that after a while she started noticing something odd about her little friend: she was a filly.

Then it hit her like a brick. “Wait, since when is Rainbow Dash still a filly?” She continued walking along, contemplating her situation. “Oh, now I get it! I'm probably dreaming. Hmm...” Fluttershy checked the surrounding to make sure it was a dream. Endless forest, check. No memories about how she got there, check. Sexy filly version of one of her childhood friends, check.

The playful expression that came to her face said everything. Without thinking twice about it, she quickened her pace.

Angel yawned. He was just finishing waking up, his little blanket still on his legs. He looked around and noticed the quietness of the place. Sweetie Belle was still sleeping soundly. He looked for Fluttershy, who usually woke him up, but had no luck. A little troubled by the situation, he finally got up.

He searched through the first floor, outside the window, everywhere, not finding a single clue. The only place remaining was her bedroom. Angel hopped to the stairs and started climbing the steps. They were a bit high for bunny, but with a bit of an effort he made it to the top.

The door was closed. He placed his ear on the door, but he couldn't hear anything, just the sound of sheets being stirred. He opened the door and hurried to the bed. Fluttershy was a mess, her bed sheets on the floor, drooling all over the pillow and her mane all over face.

Angel jumped to her side. She had a bright pink tinge in her cheeks and it looked like she was having fun. He poked her snout, but there was no response. He poked her again, but the only reaction he got was her muttering something.

Suddenly Fluttershy's forelegs reached out for Angel, hugging him in between her and her pillow.

“Oh, don't be shy Rainbow, you look so cute. Let me hug you a little more. Your fur is so soft and smells so nice. I promise I won't touch your hooves any more,” the sleeping pony murmured.

Angel was trapped, his arms locked to his sides. There was no way to get out of her deathly hug. Fluttershy continued snuggling him and her pillow, hugging it lengthwise with all four of her legs. He struggled, trying to set his arms free, but it was futile. Then he felt something wet dripping on his face. Fluttershy had started very lightly biting one of his ears, and her drool was dribbling along its length and reaching his face.

Panic started filling his mind. His usual impatience for Fluttershy's hugs and affections aside, he knew this wasn't going to end well if he didn't do something. He began slapping her in the face with his other ear, but it wasn't very strong and barely did anything.

Fluttershy began humping the pillow. Angel was almost crying, as if his life was going to end that very same day. Then, by sheer luck, Fluttershy loosened her grip a bit, enough to allow the bunny some movement. Not taking any chances, he drew his paw back and began slapping her as hard as he could.

Her world started losing contrast. The colors looked greyish, and she couldn't recognize her little friend's face any more. Everything was turning black, but the void wasn't absolute, she could still feel something, a sensation that was getting more intense. Slowly regaining her consciousness, she began to open her eyes.

At first, all she saw was the wall, but then she felt it again. There was something struggling under her chest. She pushed the pillow away and felt something falling to the bed. There Angel was, panting. Fluttershy looked down and recognized her little bunny, but when she looked him in the eyes, she noticed he was all weepy.

Angel looked back at her and started crying. “Angel, what happened?” Fluttershy asked, concerned, but when she tried to get a closer look, he jumped off the bed and ran away. “Wait! What happened?” she shouted, but all she could hear was the noise of the front door being closed.

“I wonder what got to him.” She looked to the pillow, trying to get an answer from it, when she noticed it was covered in drool. Then she remembered her dream. “Oh...” she said softly, with a bit of guilt and shame in her voice.

The sun was hitting the windows, illuminating the whole room. Fluttershy saw everything was bright already, something she was not used to seeing upon waking. She took a look at the clock and noticed that she had slept in.

Still half asleep, she slowly crawled out of her bed. The texture of the floor and the sensation of the air entering her lungs was telling her that she wasn't dreaming any more. With one last yawn, she finished returning to reality, and after picking the sheets from the floor and putting them back on the bed, she slowly made her way to the lower floor.

Reaching the end of the stairs, she looked around for any sign of her guest. Sweetie Belle was still sleeping soundly on the couch. Fluttershy walked towards it to have a better look at the little filly sleeping in her house.

“She looks so enticing,” she thought. Tempted, Fluttershy neared her face to Sweetie Belle's, but not wanting to risk waking her up, she just rubbed her nose softly against her cheek. It was really warm and soft. The idea of being this lucky, of having the chance to be with a filly, and alone, made a smile appear on her face.

It was late in the morning already, so Fluttershy cheerfully cantered to the kitchen. Moments later she was back with breakfast. She left it on the table and went to check on Sweetie Belle.

“Hello Sweetie, time to wake up,” she said, shaking her a bit.

Sweetie Belle mumbled a bit, but Fluttershy insisted until she opened her eyes.

“Good morning, Sweetie Belle. How are you feeling? Any better?”

“Ugh...morning...” she said, half asleep. She closed her eyes again.

“No no, we have things to do,” insisted Fluttershy, softly stroking Sweetie Belle's belly.

“Mmm...” moaned the white filly.

“Feels good?” she asked with a cheeky expression. Fluttershy continued pampering her for a while until she thought it was enough. “Well, that's enough, or else it will get late.”

Sweetie Belle protested, but after a long yawn, she finally opened her eyes.

“How are you feeling? Better?” Fluttershy wanted to know.

“Yes.”

“Does it still hurt? Can you sit?”

Sweetie Belle tried to get up, but it was hard with only one leg. “Let me help you,” offered Fluttershy, giving her a hoof.

Carefully, she removed the bandages and took a better look at the filly's hoof. It wasn't swollen, and Sweetie Belle didn't complain while she removed them.

“It doesn't look bad. Try moving it around.”

Sweetie Belle slowly started moving it in circles. “It doesn't exactly hurt, but it feels kind of stiff,” she replied.

Fluttershy extended one of her legs, placing it near Sweetie Belle's. “Try pushing against mine.”

The filly complied, but backed off the moment their hoofs touched. A sharp pain invaded her entire leg, lasting some seconds until it faded out. “Oww! Oww!” she whimpered. Her body twitched from the sensation.

“Well, it looks like it's still hurt inside, but at least it's healing properly, so it wasn't anything serious. We will pay the doctor a visit later though, just to be sure,” Fluttershy told her, reassuring the filly with a tender pat on the head.

Fluttershy walked away and brought the table that was next to the couch, placing it in front of Sweetie Belle. The lollipop was still there. Sweetie Belle saw it, and the note below it. “Is that for me?” she asked.

“Yes,” answered Fluttershy, bringing some daisy and hay sandwiches and two glasses of milk from the table, “but for later. Now is time for breakfast.”

They ate in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Eventually, Fluttershy told her, “So, Sweetie Belle, about your sister: I spoke with Rarity yesterday, but when I came back, it was late and you were asleep, and I didn't want to wake you up, so I'll tell you now. Rarity asked me to take care of you while she's out delivering an order. I hope you are okay with that?”

“Ohh...but I wanted to see Trottingham!” the filly protested, still munching a piece of sandwich.

“I'm sure it won't be the last time she has to go there. You'll have plenty of other chances to go; you're still a young filly,” Fluttershy replied, finishing sipping her glass of milk.

Sweetie Belle continued eating, disappointed with what had happened. After several minutes, once both were finished, Fluttershy picked everything up and took it to the kitchen. “Oh, by the way, we've got to go to Rarity's house to pick up your things. We'll be leaving after I finish with this,” she said from the kitchen.

“Okay,” Sweetie Belle called back, feeling a bit odd. Fluttershy talking about getting her things made this seem a little like staying at a relative's house, one that did not have someone her own age. She was still disappointed at missing out on a trip to Trottingham, but she brightened a bit for knowing she would be staying with Fluttershy, whom had always been nice and caring to her since she could remember.

“I need to go check on the animals before we go. I'll be back in a minute,” said Fluttershy, moving towards the door. “If you need anything, just shout, okay?”

“Uh-huh!”

Fluttershy began making her way to the pens in the backyard. It was pretty windy, and the sky was a bit cloudy, but it didn't look as if it were going to rain to her. Taking a look at the pens, she noticed some were low on food. “I'll have to refill them later,” she thought.

Opening the door back to the house, she saw Sweetie Belle eating the lollipop. She hadn't paid much attention to her look before, but as she got near the little unicorn, she started noticing that she wasn't as white as usual, giving her an idea.

“Hey Sweetie Belle, how about I give you a quick bath? You're still pretty dirty from yesterday, after all,” Fluttershy suggested cheerfully. “It's not far to Rarity's house from here, but it still wouldn't do to go outside looking like that, don't you think?”

“Mmm...okay,” Sweetie Belle replied, sounding a little doubtful.

“Try to get on my back. Grab my wings if you slip,” said the yellow pegasus, placing herself in front of the couch.

“Ready!” replied Sweetie Belle from atop Fluttershy, after a little struggle.

At the bathroom upstairs, Fluttershy lowered Sweetie Belle to the floor. “Try to stand on your good leg. I'll bring something here. Give me a second.” After a few moments, she was back with a small bench. She placed it under the shower. “Just place your knee here. That way you won't get tired and won't lose you balance while I brush you”.

Sweetie Belle stood stoically watching Fluttershy prepare everything. “Tell me if the water is fine,” the pegasus told her with a joyful tone.

Sweetie Belle felt the warmth on her flank rushing down her leg. She wasn't very fond of taking baths, but once she felt the relaxing hot water, it was bliss. “It's good,” replied the filly, the relaxation in her tone verifying her words.

Fluttershy continued wetting Sweetie Belle's fur until she was fully drenched in hot water, steam drifting up from the filly's white coat. Fluttershy grabbed the soap and began soaping her back and her flank, moving it in circles and following her curves while massaging her body. The filly enjoyed the moment, closing her eyes happily. Fluttershy, although she remained with just a smile on the outside, was jumping for joy on the inside.

“Maybe this is how parents feel toward their foals. I wish I had one of my own so I could feel like this all the day. But who would be the father?” thought Fluttershy abstractly.

Fluttershy continued soaping Sweetie Belle. Once she finished with the front, she began moving toward the belly, slowly reaching the filly's special part. Fluttershy started pressing a bit harder, making sure the filly could feel it, as she slowly neared her clit. Sweetie Belle started blushing a bit. She was already relaxed with the massage, and even if she felt a little embarrassed for having somepony touching her, she didn't dare to speak.

“Hehe, she's really enjoying it.” After Fluttershy finished massaging her leg, she went to the filly's crotch for a few seconds, and then quickly continued with the remaining leg so as to not raise any suspicion.

“Ah! F-Fluttershy?” asked the filly dubiously, a little unsure of how to react.

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?” she responded, while she continued brushing.

“Uhh...M-My mom told me not...not to let other ponies touch me there...” she said, a little embarrassed.

“Oh, I'm sorry! It wasn't my intention. You can wash yourself if you want to. I'll just look away,” she quickly responded, putting a tone of embarrassment in her voice. The filly shyly nodded.

Sweetie Belle had it a little hard, though. Her leg was just long enough to wash herself everywhere, but because of the one that was hurt, she couldn't position herself well enough so she could reach.

After a while of hearing the filly struggling, Fluttershy slowly started turning her head towards Sweetie Belle. “Uhm...can I look? Are you sure you can do it?” she asked, a bit worried, paying attention just in case she were to lose her balance.

Sweetie Belle gave it a few more tries before giving up. “Hmph...I can't reach!” she complained.

“I can do it for you, if it's okay with you. You know you can ask me anything you need,” said Fluttershy in a kind tone.

“Please say yes, please...”

The filly stood, looking with embarrassment at the floor. After a few seconds, a soft sound was heard, confirming her surrender.

“Don't worry, Sweetie Belle. As a friend of Rarity, taking good care of you is the least I can do,” she reassured, placing her hoof softly near her flank. “Just relax, try not to think too much about it. I'll be done in a second.”

“Just relax...” she repeated, while softly rubbing her flank, slowly dragging her hoof to the filly's private parts. “...and please enjoy,” she finished in her head.

Fluttershy started rubbing the filly's small and puffy labia, passing her hoof softly between the warm and silky folds. She could feel Sweetie Belle's hard nub as she carefully circled around it.

This was an experience Fluttershy had never had. It was one thing to do it while she was sleeping, but having Sweetie Belle awake and in front of her, totally exposed and at her mercy? It was a completely different experience, one that sent a thrill of excitement, of fulfillment, of pure, warm happiness through her. She knew that if something went wrong, her life could be ruined...but at the same time, she didn't care, couldn't bring herself to. All she cared for was feeling and committing to happy memory every single little detail of this experience; all she cared about was to make the adorable filly before her feel good, if at least for a brief moment.

Sweetie Belle was a little jumpy at first, but she eventually got used to the unusual sensation. “F-Fluttershy, you are...you're cleaning me funny...it f-feels weird.”

“We have to scrub it thoroughly. This is a very delicate part for a mare. If we don't clean it well enough, you could catch an infection,” she explained in a warm voice as she continued massaging Sweetie Belle's filly parts.

Fluttershy watched as Sweetie Belle's tiny flank hole twitched as she stimulated the filly's clit. Every time she pushed her hoof against it, her tiny pink hole contracted.

Sweetie Belle started feeling a bit lightheaded. On the one hoof, she felt a little ashamed for having someone touching her private place, but on the other hoof, it definitely felt like it wasn't a bad thing. She couldn't explain how it felt, but somehow, she liked it very, very much, and didn't want Fluttershy to stop.

“Okay! Now I just need to wash the soap off,” said Fluttershy in a cheerful tone.

Grabbing the shower, she directed the stream of water to her slit, moving it to her flank hole and back, using her hoof to open the filly's lips to have a better look inside to make sure no soap remained between her folds.

Sweetie Belle's pink interior was fully exposed, to her delight. Naughty fantasies of being the filly's first, if at least with a toy, crossed Fluttershy's mind as she noticed her hymen still in one piece. She continued rubbing her insides until no soap was left, and then let the water massage Sweetie Belle's pink flesh, watching the water splash against the little mare's clit as she moved it back and forth along the slit, sending waves of pleasure to the filly's mind.

Sweetie Belle could feel the water jets hitting against her fillyhood, then dripping down her legs. It was an amazingly good feeling! The filly had already forgotten about the shame, and could only think about this new feeling which she could not quite understand yet, but definitely could enjoy.

But just when it was starting to feel really good, so good it was hard to think of anything but how good it was, Fluttershy stopped.

“There! See? That didn't take too long,” said the mare, looking directly into the filly's eyes.

Sweetie Belle felt anxious. Something itched inside her, but she couldn't find the right words for it.

“Wow! She sure is red. And her lips, too. She must be burning inside. Tee, hee, Fluttershy, you are such a tease!”

“Now, keep your eye closed while I wash you mane,” said the pegasus, bringing over a bottle of shampoo.

The yellow pegasus then continued with her tail, and after finishing, she rinsed her whole body. The filly looked as white as ever, and now smelled like vanilla, too. After a few passes of the towel and the brush, Sweetie Belle looked as good as new. Fluttershy took the opportunity and brushed some of the dirt out of her back too.

“There! Now you look clean and nice!” said the pegasus, smiling.

The filly nodded. Her face was still a bit flushed, with a relaxed expression. Her back legs were a bit fidgety, moving from one side to the other, waving her tail at their rhythm. She was no longer feeling as upset or anxious about the special feeling being taken from her, but its memory still made her feel slightly antsy. If only it had continued...

“Well, hop on!” said Fluttershy cheerfully, lowering her back in front of Sweetie Belle.

Once back downstairs, Fluttershy grabbed her saddlebag and opened the door, setting out for Rarity's boutique. The path was pretty straightforward. The boutique was near the outskirts of Ponyville, and her cottage was, too, only a bit farther and in a different direction, but all in all it was just a short stroll away.

The sky was getting a bit cloudier, and the wind was picking speed. Sweetie Belle was resting on Fluttershy's back, feeling the cold breeze as it soothed her mind. Her head was turned to the side, watching the houses in the distance pass by, only turning to the other side every so often. It was a strangely calming and safe feeling, to be carried along by a trusted big pony like Fluttershy, being able to just sit and relax for the ride. Far in the distance, the boutique was slowly taking its usual shape.

Sweetie Belle was looking at the trees in the distance when suddenly a water droplet fell on her cheek.

“Uh? Fluttershy?”

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?”

“I think it's starting to rain. Something fell on my face.”

Fluttershy stopped and looked up to the sky. She hadn't noticed before, but the sky was much darker than it was supposed to be for that time of the day. She, too, felt the rain drops starting to fall.

“Oh, no. But how? It didn't look like a storm cloud at all before.”

“Fluttershy, hurry up!” said the filly.

“Yes! Hold on tight! I'll gallop the rest of the way!” replied Fluttershy in a concerned tone.

Fluttershy began picking up speed, going from a canter to a full blown gallop. Even if she wasn't flying, all of her legs left the ground each time she jumped forward, propelling both the filly's and her own body closer to the boutique. The rain drops were slowly becoming thicker. It didn't look like they were going to make it without getting all wet.

“I don't think we're going to make it there dry,” thought the pegasus.

Fluttershy forced herself to the limit, gaining even more speed, but her body wasn't very fit. After a few seconds, her muscles were burning and starting to stop responding for pushing them far over their limit. She was breathing fast, trying to compensate for overexerting her body, but it just wasn't enough.

The boutique was getting closer really fast. What would have taken a minute was reduced to a couple of seconds.

Fluttershy reached the door just when the rain was turning from a downpour to a heavy storm. She quickly grabbed the key and opened the door, closing it behind her, before falling to the floor panting heavily.

“Wow! Fluttershy, you made it! I didn't know you could run that fast!”

The pegasus remained silent on the floor, panting with her eyes closed.

“Fluttershy, are you ok?” asked the filly, a bit concerned.

Fluttershy gulped and nodded.

The filly got down to the floor and limped to the window. The rain was a full blown storm, the trees were barely visible, the wind made waves in the rain, and the rain drops hit the windows like stones.

After a while, the filly limped her way back and sat in front of the exhausted mare, waiting for her to recover. The room was pretty dark; the only light entering was the one coming through the windows. Some mannequins were left naked to the sides, piled up in a corner. The different rolls of cloth that were placed against the wall the day before were there no more. The place looked as if no one had been working there for a while.

It took a couple of minutes for the pegasus to recover, but after a while she was finally able to speak. “Huf!...*pant*...haa...” Fluttershy slowly stood up, her legs still a bit shaky and sore. “Haa...*pant*...I'm beat...*pant*”

She walked towards the door and turned on the lights, taking the opportunity to take a peek outside.
The wind entering through the door was quite cold, and carried with it some of the thinnest part of the rain. Fluttershy stood there for a bit, letting it hit her face and cool her aching muscles.

“It really is quite a storm. I was sure it wasn't going to rain. Maybe I should had taken an umbrella with us, just in case,” thought Fluttershy to herself.

“Well, there's not much we can do about it. Let's just hope it lessens soon. Sweetie Belle, can you tell me where your bag and books are? I'll go grab your them,” said Fluttershy, getting near the filly.

“Yes. Upstairs, in my room. It's the white one with the green ribbons. The books are already inside,” said Sweetie Belle.

“Anything else you need aside from the books?” Fluttershy checked.

“Mmm, nah,” Sweetie Belle replied after a moment of though.

“Okay, I'll be right back in a minute.”

Fluttershy walked to the stairs and climbed to the second floor, looking for said room. The rain echoed along the dark second floor. Fluttershy, barely able to see the floor, made out some doors, one to the left and two to the right at the end of the hallway.

The one at the end caught her curiosity, so she started with the door to her right first. It was just the bathroom. “I thought it would be more stylish. The door looks nice, though,” thought Fluttershy as she closed the door and continued with the next one.

This time it was a big room, with some mannequins and rolls of cloth on the wall beside a desk, and a big and fancy bed on the other side. “This must be Rarity's room,” thought Fluttershy. She closed the door and continued to the last room.

This one was a lot smaller in comparison, but enough to fit a small bed, a bedside table, a dresser and a desk on the other side. There was some light leaking through the curtains. She stepped inside and turned on the lights. Sweetie Belle's bag was nowhere to be found at first sight.

Fluttershy explored the room a bit, looking for the bag. The decoration wasn't too different from the rest of the boutique, but seeing the toys in the corner reminded her what it meant to her to be a filly. After a few seconds of looking around, she found it resting on the other side of the bed. The bag had, as Sweetie Belle had said, green ribbons, and was full of books. “This must be it,” she thought.

Fluttershy bent down to pick the bag up, when her nose caught a sweet scent. The smell was coming from the bed where the filly slept. She couldn't describe it, but it smelled good; it was mesmerizing. She slowly neared her nose to the pillow, following the scent to its source. All she could think of was herself hugging the white filly, sharing her love and doing naughty things to her in that bed.

“Fluttershy?” a shout could be heard coming from downstairs.

She didn't notice, but she stood there daydreaming for quite a few minutes, until another shout woke her up. “Yes! I'm coming!” she quickly replied, grabbing the bag and exiting the room.

“I'm here,” the mare said around the bag she was holding as she reached the end of the stair.

Fluttershy placed the bag in front of the filly, opening the cover to reveal the content. “Is this everything? Nothing missing?” she asked.

The filly gave her books a quick look, and nodded in agreement. “Fluttershy, what are we going to do now?”

“We will have to wait until the rain stops. If we go like this, your book would be dripping wet by the time we get home. Not to mention us!” said the mare, looking down to the filly.

Time passed by, but the rain continued, immutable. The two of them laid on the floor, waiting for a chance to leave, but none came.

“Fluttershy?”

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?”

“I'm bored,” the younger pony complained.

“Yes, me too...Do you have any idea of what we could do?”

“Not really...”

*Grumble*

“Fluttershy?”

“Yes?”

“I'm also hungry,” Sweetie Belle informed her.

“I could make us something to eat, if you want. I don't think Rarity would have any problem with it, seeing our situation,” said the mare, getting up.

Fluttershy left her saddlebag near the entrance, told Sweetie Belle to hop on, and brought the small unicorn to the kitchen, leaving her sitting at the dining table. After a few minutes, with some directions from the filly, dinner was ready.

“Well, how is it?”

“It's tasty! Tastier than what Rarity usually makes. You are really good at it,” replied Sweetie Belle, impolitely talking around a full mouth.

“Thanks,” said Fluttershy, blushing a bit. Both ate the salad Fluttershy had made until they were full.

“Thinking about food, I just hope my animals are okay,” thought Fluttershy, recalling her animals had little left.

The storm had subdued a bit, but it was still strong. Minute by minute, the time passed by. The darkness of the night engulfed everything, helped by the dark clouds that hid the moon's shine. Fluttershy was looking through the window at how the grass moved back and forth because of the rain.

“Mmm, Sweetie Belle, I think we should just call it a night. Don't you think? Maybe by tomorrow it will have stopped and we can go home early.”

Sweetie Belle just nodded, with not much on her mind.

Fluttershy carried Sweetie Belle to her bedroom, softly leaving her on her bed and covering her with her blanket.

“If you need anything, just shout. I'll be here in your sister's room. You don't think she would mind that I slept in her bed, do you?” she asked.

Sweetie Belle shrugged and then shook her head, telling her not to worry.

“Well, good night then!” Fluttershy said, giving her a kiss in the cheek with a smile on her face.

“Good night,” said the filly, watching as her sister's friend left the room.

Fluttershy made her way to Rarity's room. The room invaded her sight and nostrils again, just like the first time. The decoration, the colours, the tools and rolls, it all felt alien, as if she wasn't in a place, but in a space surrounded by walls. She walked toward the bed, gave a few looks around, and slowly crawled under the red covers. The bed also felt strange. The mattress was harder than hers, and the pillow was so soft that her head felt like it was touching the mattress. But she had to make do with what she had.

Somehow, all this strangeness felt arousing to her. She was sleeping in her friend's bed, where Rarity might do all the naughty things a mare does alone. She cut the thought there, not wanting to imagine such an embarrassing idea. She hadn't noticed, but she already had her hoof touching her private parts, stroking her sensitive area. Having spent the whole day around a beautiful filly, and even having been toying with her, had left her a little aroused, to say the least...

“No, Fluttershy, stop! You can't be such a pervert right now! This is your friend's bed. What if you get it dirty, how would you explain that?” thought the horny pegasus, trying to control her impulses. “Just hold on a bit longer, you will have your fun once you're back home. Just sleep already.”

Although she so much would have liked to pleasure herself right then, she forced herself to forget the idea and thought of nothing until she finally fell asleep.

Author's Note

finally! tell me what you think. better than the first? worse? things you like, things you dont. I dont promise correcting them but i might take them into consideration. :P