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Maid Just for the Readers
The Explanation as to Why this Story Takes Place.
(Before we begin, I fully realize the fact that second-person stories starring unnamed protagonists are...Pretty much as hated as HiE stories at this point. I finalized the idea for this story in August of 2012, before stories like this were so controversial. I also realize that the titular pun is terrible. That was intentional. I don't think we need any more padding, so if you're wondering why I didn't write this sooner, ask in the comments.)
"Maid" Just for the Readers
A clop by Sonic Derpboom
Your eyes gently flutter open as you snap out of a heavy sleep. You take some time to assess your surroundings. You quickly realize that you're in your bedroom. The lighting around you that is coming from your window indicates that it's about 12:00, Noon. This is far later than you'd usually sleep. After a few moments, you realize why you slept so late.
The previous night was spent partying with friends, drinking included. You conclude that you must have gotten drunk out of your mind, came home, and crashed on your bed. Usually you would try to avoid getting intoxicated, for various reasons, but last night was an exception. You had just gotten a promotion at your job, and felt like celebrating.
You finally decide that you've spent enough time reminiscing about your alcohol-fueled exploits. You stand up, and realize that you're currently wearing a baggy t-shirt and blue shorts. Fitting sleep attire for the time of year. You think to yourself that, at least you were able to get yourself changed before falling asleep, as you despise wearing the clothes you wore the day prior to bed.
You slip some jeans on over your shorts, and exit your bedroom. You follow your typical morning routine of a trip to the bathroom, a quick shave, and a hair brushing before setting out for the kitchen. You intend to grab a drink and head to the living room to play some video games before your day actually begins. Maybe a soda, or maybe some Orange Juice, maybe even a Gatora-
Your train of thought is interrupted upon walking into the kitchen. At first, upon observing what/who was in there, you think you might still be sleeping. You rub your eyes with your fists. No effect. The two figures in your kitchen still remain. After a few moments, you come to the come to the unwanted conclusion that they do, in fact, exist. You are not crazy.
What you're observing is something that laughs at the walls of reality and says "We do what we want." In your kitchen, stands My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic's Twilight Sparkle and Rarity, anthropomorphic, in extremely scantily-clad French maid outfits, cleaning two different areas of your kitchen.
You stammer uncontrollably, unable to properly form words. Your hands shake, rapidly. You try desperately to come up with a proper vocal reaction to the situation. Rarity turns her head towards you. She smiles, warmly.
"Oh, good morning! How'd you sleep?" She asks, shockingly nonchalantly.
The warm hospitality in her voice only serves to make you even more shocked, as well as confused, by the situation you're in. Still trying to form words, you openly shout the first full sentence that your mind can clearly conjure up.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU!?"
The two jump back in surprise, Twilight being only vaguely aware of your presence. They both turn to each other, as if they're both as confused as you are. They look back to you. Twilight speaks up.
"Um...I'm Twilight Sparkle, and she's Rarity." She says, obviously trying to supply a legitimate answer to your question.
You reply by letting them know that you knew that, but you're wondering a laundry list of other things. Included things are why they're real, why they're in your house, and why they're mostly human, cleaning your kitchen.
"Well," Twilight says. "We're 'real', so to say, because Princess Celestia discovered your universe, and wanted us to come explore it."
This statement only heightens your confusion. In a nuthshell, Twilight is telling you that Equestria is another existing universe, and she and Rarity were able to journey to your's via multiverse travel. You ask for more details.
Twilight supplies you with a long, scientific explanation as to the situation you're in. Rarity trails off and continues her cleaning. After a few minutes of Twilight's techno babble, you finally decide to let her move on to the next question. You openly display your disinterest in the science of Multiverse Travel, before asking her why she and Rarity were mostly human.
"Celestia thought that humans would be more socially accepted than ponies." Twilight begins. "However, she couldn't create a spell quick enough that could accurately replicate a species that we had just discovered, so she just kind of winged it."
You propose the thought that Celestia is all powerful, and that you thought that she could literally do anything via magic.
"Of course not!" Twilight sharply replies. "Imaging how ridiculous it'd be if Celestia just...Decided to send me and the other elements to another universe with no prior planning, preparation or even finding replacement elements beforehand! It'd be even more ridiculous if she just happened to have a spell prepared for that specific situation!"
You apologize for that apparently offensive statement, before turning your attention to their extraordinary features. Their horns and Twilight's wings. You ask if they have the ability to utilize those as potently as in Equestria.
"In all reality, I can't use my wings, or a lot of my spells." Twilight answers. "I can really only use my levitation and my teleportation, but even that's limited to a few feet at a time."
"My magic is limited, as well. " Rarity chimes in.
You then realize that you should have asked a certain question much sooner. You bring up the very curious thought of how the two got into your house.
"Oh, um..." Twilight says, rubbing the back of her head, nervously. "Well, Celestia observed some humans who best fit the criteria for the studies she wanted us to do. You fit the role best."
"So she sent us directly into your home!'' Rarity finishes. "By the way, very nice house."
You openly express that you detest the thought that the two had been in your house all night, pointing out how intrusive and somewhat disturbing the thought is.
"Yes, we know." Twilight says. "But Celestia just sent us here. We didn't know where we were going to end up."
You decide that you won't make a dent in their thought process of "the princess demanded, we follow", via logical reasoning, so you decide to dismiss this conversation. The final question you have (At least for the moment) is why they're dressed the way they are. You ask with sarcastic curiosity why they are dressed in very exposing french maid outfits.
"Heh...Well, C-Celestia wants us to study...Um..." Twilight continues to nervously trip over her words for a few moments.
"Oh, for goodness sake, Twilight." Rarity interrupts. "Must I say it for you?"
With these words, she steps over the counter that she was previously cleaning and approaches you. Part of you wants to step back, or at least question her motives, but curiosity gets the best of you, and you let her continue walking.
She stops when she is about a foot away from you. Given the situation, this makes you very uncomfortable. What she does next only serves to reinforce this. She places her hand on your shoulder, while the other is firmly planted in the middle of your chest. She then proceeds to slowly slide her upper-right leg up the outer side of your own, until her inner thigh is pressed against the side of your leg. You look at her face to see her giving you a half-lidded stare. You ask her what she's doing, sharply.
"One of the things Celestia wants us to study is..." She moves her head closer to your's. "Human mating"
This statement is enough to make you jump back in surprise. Rarity, due to losing you as balance, almost falls over. She swiftly catches herself by planting her right leg on the ground before she tilts too much to save herself.
You wipe your shirt with your hand. You comment that her very vulgar reply didn't help to answer your question. It only served to make the situation even stranger than it already was.
"We observed a few pieces of human media that we retrieved from Lyra Heartstrings before coming here." Rarity says. "We determined that this was appropriate attire for the studies that the princess wanted us to do."
You finally succumb to the absolute absurdity of what's going on around you. You lean on your kitchen counter, sigh, and speak up. You state that you're flattered that they chose you to study, but you have no interest in having relations with the two of them. You then ask why they can't just observe something like an erotic film or magazine.
"Celestia says we need first-hand study of each of our objectives." Twilight answers.
You bring up the odd nature of Celestia, the goddess of the sun, practically demanding that two of her subjects, one of which being a fellow princess, have sex with a member of a newly discovered race.
"I objected at first, too!" Twilight says in response. "But, she told me that she would grant me my own kingdom if I did this, so I...." Her voice trails off.
You then turn your head to a clock on your wall, wondering how much time you've spent on this ridiculous situation. You are shocked to see that you only have 30 minutes until work. You consider taking the day off to sort out what is happening, but you realize that your boss would never believe you if you tried to explain to him what was happening. Coupled with the fact that you just received a promotion, attempting to call in was not an ideal plan.
You curse under your breath, before turning to the two reality-bending sub-humans in your kitchen. You hesitate for a moment, before speaking up to the two. You propose a deal. You say that if they watch your house for you while you're at work, you'll help them study what ever Celestia has assigned them to study.
"Including...." Rarity says, her hands twirling in a fashion that serves to indicate her intentions of you finishing her statement.
You do as she wishes. You swallow any sense of decency that you have left, before saying that if they watch your house for you, you'll 'engage' with them.
Rarity looks upon you, happily, while Twilight repeatedly shifts her head between the two of you, a worried look embedded on her face.
"W-Wait...Rarity..." Twilight says to her fellow quarter-pony. "We shouldn't try to force him in case he doesn't want to."
"Oh, Twilight. Honestly." Rarity says with a slightly irritated tone-of-voice. "Mare-up, I'm surprised you haven't experienced something like this already."
"I HAVE " She replies, contradicting Rarity. "Just not with..." Her voice trails off as she tries to subtly point to you.
You almost gag thinking that you've just agreed to have sex with these two. You give the two a vocal signal that you're leaving, tell them not to get into anything that they haven't already, and set out.
On the walk to your car, you realize the gravity of the situation you've just put yourself in. You've agreed to have sexual intercourse with two women who are about 25 percent horse. You gulp. After considering it for a few moments, you come to the conclusion that you won't be having sex with these two.
You'll just have to break it to them when you get home.
Maid Just for the Readers
(Before you read: I fully realize that this chapter is NOWHERE near as "good" as the first. This was just some pointless schlock that was written for the sole purpose of the story segueing easily into the last chapter.)
Your work day has been anything but pleasant. Given the circumstances you had encountered the morning before you left, your focus wasn't exactly on work. You found yourself commonly blacking out or staring into space, the two sub-humans who were watching your house filling your mind. Several times throughout the day, your boss had warned you that he would demote you if you didn't shape up.
You are now on your drive home. Your free weekend was about to begin. Instead of planning out things for you and your friends to do, the only things that you can think about are Twilight and Rarity. Specifically, the deal that you had made with them earlier. You had come to the conclusion earlier that you would would not be having sex with them, despite giving them your word.
As you approach your home, you're relieved to see that it is not on fire or anything of the sort, meaning that Twilight and Rarity were able to maintain their end of the deal. You pull into your driveway, exit your car, and set out for your door.
Upon opening it, you're almost instantly hit with the very pungent smell of freshly baked snacks. Curious of what the smell's source is, you set out for you kitchen. You half expect to find one of the two quarter-ponies who had taken up residence in your home standing in your kitchen upon entering. However, you're surprised when you enter and see neither of them. What you DO see, however, is a tray of warm cookies with a note on top of them resting atop one of your counters. You make your way to them.
You reluctantly pick up one of the cookies, and take a bite. Your shocked when the sweet flavor of chocolate and a slight hint of cinnamon fills your mouth. They're delicious, which comes as a surprise, given where they came from. After ingesting more than you'd like to admit, you pick up the note.
It is a neatly formatted, spell checked, and hand written note. It is obvious that Twilight penned it while Rarity made the cookies. The note only consists of a few lines of text. You waste no time reading them.
Hope you had a good day a work, master. We made you some dessert in case you're hungry. After you're finished eating, please come to your bedroom for another 'welcome home' gift.
You take a moment to consider the note's usage of the word "master", as opposed to your name. However, upon realizing that you never actually told Twilight your name, you dismiss that thought. You then decide that the best course of action to take from here is to follow the note's instructions and head to your bedroom.
You fully realize that they're most likely in your bedroom, legs spread far apart, awaiting your arrival. You feel as if you should tell them that you have no interest in having sex with them sooner than later. Your hear beats more and more rapidly as you walk up the stairs to your bedroom. Upon getting close enough to it to hear inside, you immediately make out what sounds like somber jazz music. The kind that usually plays in erotic media. This only serves to make you even more nervous.
When you reach the door, you give a sigh, swallow your decency, and enter.
The first thing you see inside is your CD player resting upon a chair parallel to the door. This must have been where the music was coming from. How these two know how to operate a CD player, you don't know. Frankly, you don't care.
"Look! He's home!" You hear from your bed.
This sentence turns your attention to your bed. You almost jump in surprise upon observing the two figures that rest upon it. Obviously, it's Twilight and Rarity, but the clothing that they brandish, or more, the lack of clothing, comes as an unpleasant surprise.
The two of them lay on your bed, completely stripped of their french maid outfits. The only covering that the two boast is lace underwear, but even it doesn't serve to censor much. You try to form words. However, just like in your kitchen earlier that day, the pure shock of the situation makes it difficult.
Suddenly, Twilight stands up and begins approaching you. You want to tell her not to come close to you, but you can't find the words. When she is a few steps away, she flashes you a smile, before grabbing your arm. You trip over your words as you try to pull away. Something in you, however, prevents you from putting your full force into a tug towards freedom. She slowly walks you over to the bed. You can tell by the rapid shaking of her hand that she's just as nervous as you.
She stops you when you're in front of the bed, before perching upon it and pulling you down to it, as well. The trajectory of her tug on your arm causes you to fall on top of Rarity. She flashes you a half lidded stare and a seductive smile.
"So..." She says, slowly. "Want to help finish our studies?"
That was it. You jump up, off of the bed without hesitation. Rarity looks genuinely confused, as does Twilight.
"What's wrong?" Twilight asks. "Did we come on to suddenly?"
You place a hand over your face and sigh, before speaking up. You tell them that you can't bring yourself to have sex with them. You tell them that it doesn't matter how human they are, it would still be bestiality. Rarity looks at you, disappointment washed over her face.Twilight does the same, only with a quizzical, somewhat curious expression. You then tell them that they're more than welcome to stay at your home until their studies are complete, before exiting the room.
The disappointed, almost sad look on Rarity's face makes you feel somewhat bad for not staying true to your word. However, you realize that you did the right thing. It would be immoral, wrong, and messed up beyond belief to engage in sexual activity with those two.
3 hours have passed since your house guest's attempt to seduce you. These hours had been ones of awkward space between you three.
You set out for your computer. Usually, the only use that it got was gaming, or the occasional visit to YouTube or FimFiction.net. This time, however, you were going to look into this situation. You search several things along the lines of "Can fictional worlds constitute as alternate universes?" and "Is Multiverse Travel possible?". All that you received from your searches were Ask.Com and Wikipedia articles, nothing of use.
Your train of thought is disturbed upon hearing faint footsteps behind you. You look in the reflection of your computer screen to see Rarity standing in the doorway of the room that you're in, with Twilight slowly approaching you. You notice that they're in their french maid outfits again, a sight that puts a bittersweet taste in your mouth. You give an irritated "hello" to Twilight.
"Oh...Hello, master!" She says, seemingly surprised that you noticed her.
You consider pointing out that she once again used the term "master", but you figure that it won't make a difference. You decide to let it pass. You state that you don't want to see her or Rarity due to what they had attempted a few hours ago, before asking Twilight what her intentions are.
"I'm just...Walking around. Pondering...Your home." She replies, awkwardly.
It is plain as day that she has something planned. You look at her to see that her left arm is being held behind her back. You ask what she has in her left hand. She responds by voicing something inaudibly, but the movements of her lips indicate that she said "horse apples". She turns to Rarity, who flicks her wrist in a manner that indicates that she's telling Twilight to carry on with what she's doing. Twilight nods her head, before turning back to you.
"Just some...Pictures that me and Rarity took in the last 3 hours." Twilight says.
You ask them how they know how to operate a camera. Quickly after, however, you realize that they used the Polaroid camera that you keep in your china cabinet. The Mare-Do-Well episode clearly displayed that ponies know how to use these, so you quickly withdraw this question. You change it to a question on what the contents of the pictures are.
She gulps. "Why don't you find out for yourself?" She asks, obviously trying to act seductive.
Twilight hands you the small stack of photographs. You first, before looking at the contents themselves, examine how many photos that there are total. There are 3. You give a glance at Twilight, who stands sudo-innocently, before turning the stack around to face the graphic side. The picture that you are slapped in the face with almost makes you drop the stack.
The first picture boasts an overhead shot of Rarity laying flat in your bed, her arms resting behind her head for extra support. She is stripped almost completely, just like she was earlier in your bedroom.. The most alarming thing about the picture is the pose that her lower body boasts. She lay flat, as previously mentioned, with her legs separated far apart. She would be entirely exposed, if not for a pair of red lace underwear with a heart decal in the center censoring her from the viewer. A seductive expression is washed over her face.
You look up at Twilight, who is now grinning nervously. You then look around her to observe Rarity, who is observing intently. Her eyes lock with your's from across the room.
"Do you like what you see?" She voices, inaudibly. You are able to read her lips, however.
You make no effort to hide your disgust with what the two have presented you with. You ask the non-abbreviated version of "WTF?", before attempting to hand the photos back to Twilight.
"Don't give them back yet." She says, while pushing your hand away. "You haven't finished looking at them."
You tell her that you have absolutely no intent of looking at the rest of the photos. You once again attempt to hand them back to her.
"Oh...Please?" She asks, trying too hard to seem cute.
It's obvious at this point that Rarity employed Twilight, the more innocent of the two of them, to use that trait against you. To act cute and innocent, while at the same time delving lower than before. While this strategy doesn't exactly work, you just want to be left alone. You figure that the best way to attain solitude is to buy into their act. You sigh in annoyance, before flipping to the next picture.
This one could be considered more or less vulgar by the viewer, depending on opinion. It boasts Twilight, clothed as little as she was earlier, standing in front of a mirror. The pose that she's in indicates that she's supposed to appear as if she's admiring herself, and it's clear that the mirror is present so that you can see her entire body.
You groan in an equal mix of frustration and downright confusion. You don't understand how Twilight Sparkle, the studious, uptight, new princess of Equestria could sink this low. You give your mind a few moments to let the thought of her doing this all for a kingdom sink in. You almost laugh upon thinking the hilarious thought of Celestia presenting her with something like a single acre of run-down land and saying "Here's your kingdom. Enjoy." You snap out of your slightly sadistic thought process , and flip to the next picture.
While this one, the last one, displays the least provocative imagery of the three, what it implies makes it easily the most vulgar of them all. It displays Rarity laying in your bathtub, her entire body except for her head and shoulders being hidden by the rim of the tub. Her eyes seem ready to roll out of her head. Her cheeks shine a vibrant red. Her mouth hangs agape and her tongue hangs out of it. Her shoulder is positioned in a way that implies that her hand is somewhere below her stomach. It doesn't take you long to realize what she's doing in the photo.
You, without saying a word, push the photos back at Twilight, causing them to scatter in 3 different directions.
"M-Master!" She says, trying to catch the three scattered photos.
You stand up. You shoot Twilight a glance, before turning to Rarity. She still stands in the doorway, only now her expression is one of somewhat concern. You begin a brisk walk towards the door. Rarity makes no effort to move. When you reach the doorway, and her, you swiftly shove the door in a manner that will allow you to pass through it without touching Rarity.
Upon exiting the room, you hear the two begin conversation. You stand near the door so that you can hear what they have to say. What they talk of comes as no surprise.
"He seemed pretty angry." Twilight says. "What do we do now?"
"We just have to try harder. No one can be persuaded to do something without a bit of coaxing." Rarity replies, confidently.
Maid Just for the Readers
(Please Read: I fully realize that this chapter gets progressively more rushed as it continues. While it wasn't intentional, it wasn't exactly unnoticed, either. I'm very sorry for it. I'M SORRY READERS. SO SORRY.)
The time is 12:34 AM. You've spent the last 2 hours avoiding Twilight and Rarity's ongoing advances. The absolutely endless amounts of different ways that they can come with to seduce you is really quite astounding. Astounding, and annoying. It seems like every time that you turn a corner in your house, you're greeted with one of the two quarter ponies in some provocative position, or exposing themselves in some way. Or both. It's really getting on your nerves at this point.
So, you've proposed a personal challenge. If these advances become too much, if they're attempts to make themselves your's take too big of a toll on you, you'll succumb. It the situation genuinely comes down to it, you'll give in to their desires. You hope with all of your heart that it will not come down to this. But...You'll deal with that when you need to. For now, it's time for sleep.
You've already told Twilight and Rarity that if they try anything while you're asleep, you'll assure that they're 'studies' will yield 'abrupt ends', a hint that both of them picked up on. You could now retreat to the safety of your bedroom, having assurance that you wouldn't wake up to find yourself sandwiched between two sub-human heaps of want.
You lay your head down on your pillow, pull your sheet over your figure, and close your eyes. After a few moments of unfamiliar silence, you manage to drift into sleep.
*Meep! Meep! Meep!*
You're snapped into consciousness by the sound of your alarm clock. After groggily rolling over to face the small appliance, you are surprised to see that it is set to 9:30 AM, the time that you'd usually awake on a Saturday morning. What is surprising about this is the fact that you didn't set your alarm clock last night. It doesn't take you long to realize that either Twilight or Rarity entered your room last night and set it for you. You're not angry at this thought, however, due to the fact that they didn't try anything sexual while they were in your bedroom.You quickly get dressed, and set out for your bathroom.
When you're within range of the bathroom door, you can hear what you think sounds faintly like humming. You disregard this upon realizing that the door in unlocked, and enter. Big mistake, for when you enter, your greeted with Twilight, laying in your bathtub, massaging her upper leg. Before you can say anything, she turns her head towards you. Her eyes expand in surprise.
"M-Master!" She shouts, covering her breasts. The way she's says this lacks legitimacy, leading you to believe that she's planning something. "You can't just barge in like that!"
There are many things that you could say in this situation. You could bring up that she left the door unlocked, that she was clearly about to turn this into a much dirtier kind of bath, the fact that she's a giant hypocrite for saying that with full knowledge of what she was doing yesterday, but you simply say that you have to take a shower and ask her to leave.
Twilight's expression changes from a disturbed shock, to a mischievous, hazy grin. Your suspicions that this whole situation was part of a plan of some sorts are confirmed by this.
"Well..." She says, slowly. "If you say so."
Without warning, she stands up. You almost fall over upon seeing her completely uncovered figure. The way it curves in just the right places, the way the water drips off of her plentiful fur, it's an intoxicating sight. You then shake your head, and swiftly pull yourself out of that thought process. You won't let yourself sink to the depths of actually finding these two sexually attractive.
"Well, I better set out." Twilight says.
With this, she lifts her right leg over the rim of the bathtub, obviously being sure to lift it higher than needed in an attempt to expose herself to you more than she already has. The whole situation is like a car accident. You don't want to look, yet you can't look away. You don't know what happened to your mindset overnight, but you do not like it. You seem considerably more comfortable with this than you would have been yesterday.
Twilight grabs a towel from the rack on the wall, sloppily covers herself with it, and walks past you, out the door. You can't exactly tell, but you think that you felt her tail brush against your waist as she walked out. You consider pointing this out, but by the time that you've decided to, she's long gone. You manage to disregard the thought by convincing yourself that it was unintentional.
If it was intentional, you could have brought it up while she was doing it. The question is...Why didn't you?
You briskly stroll around your house, trying to find something to do. Basically everything that you'd usually do has been
ruled out by Twilight and Rarity's presence. You don't think that you'd be able to get any gaming, television watching, or reading done with them constantly hanging over your shoulder. It'd be really awkward to be playing a violent game, or watching a graphic show or movie with two beings who had never seen anything like that before watching you.
Suddenly, your train of thought is halted upon hearing an unfamiliar sound coming from your kitchen. It's not the sound of the sink pouring water. It's not the sound of the microwave or oven whirring as it cooks food. It's not even the sound of the refrigerator's constant noise that indicates that it's functioning. It sounds like singing. And, after listening for a bit, you realize that it sounds heavenly. You're drawn to it, like a ship to a siren's call. You enter your kitchen to find Rarity, not doing anything provocative, not attempting anything on you, not trying to seduce you. Simply, baking and singing.
"Mia cara bella
Il mio giovane puledra,
Oh rarità.
Siate calmi ora
Non vi è alcuna preoccupazione
Mia cara bella, giovane, puledra."
You give a slow, yet meaningful clap to make her aware of your presence. She almost jumps upon hearing it, probably out of surprise. She turns around to see you, before flashing you a warm smile. A smile similar to the one that she gave you upon you first encountering her.
"Hello, master." She says, contently. "I was just...Singing some haytalian song that my mother used to sing me when I was afraid of something."
You tell her that it was beautiful, and that your sorry for intruding. You're a bit more pleasant to her because, for the first time, she's not trying to win you over.
"Well, thank you very much." She replies. "And it's no bother that you came in. It is your house, after all."
You're tempted to mention the off nature of that statement, given that she and Twilight practically broke in upon first arriving. However, the genuine pleasant nature of the situation keeps your mouth closed. Instead, you ask her what she's baking.
"Just some muffins." She replies. "I learned some great recipes from Pinkie Pie. They're almost done. Would you like to sit down with me while I wait for them to finish?"
You tell her that you would be delighted. You perch yourself atop one of your counters, an act that Rarity quickly follows.
"You know, master..." She says, staring into space. "I'd like to take this time to apologize for anything that me or Twilight may have done in the past day. It's just...Celestia told us that if you objected to any of our studies, to persist."
You give a sigh, before turning your head to her. You tell her that there is no strife between the two of you for the last 24 hours, which seems to relieve some sort of stress that she's carrying. You then decide to loosen the tension of the situation.
You say, half serious, that her and Twilight's advances were starting to work.
"Wait...Really?" Rarity says, her facial expression turning to one of expectation.
You swallow your pride, before completely assuring both yourself and her that you were, in fact, serious. You then say that they may have worked even more smoothly if the two of them hadn't been so abrupt with their attempts.
"Well, how abrupt is too abrupt?" She asks, confused.
You tell her that you don't honestly know, yet taking pornographic photos of themselves and setting an entire erotic situation in your bedroom crosses the line a bit.
"I'm very sorry for that, master. How about we try to..." She seems hesitant to finish her sentence. "Ease you into this a bit more?"
Before you can ask what she means, she catches you off guard by pulling you in for a wet, passionate, tongue kiss. Your mind is objecting, screaming at you to pull away, to react as you would have yesterday. However, your body pulls her in closer, forces your heads together more, and follows the kiss.
After a few moments of being conjoined orally, Rarity pulls away, leaving your arms as the only thing connecting the two of you.
"How was that?" She asks, slowly. "Too sudden?"
This is the moment. You can feel every ounce of animosity or detest towards the two of them exit both your mind and body as you look into Rarity's half lidded eyes. The only thing that you can think to say is a simple "No."
She once again smiles.
"I'm glad to hear."
You then realize what has just transpired. You just kissed a being who is 25% horse. You feel as if you should be sickened, vomiting, and livid at Rarity for pulling you into that. However, you feel content, almost, accepting of it. You feel as if that's what should have happened. It's a very conflicting feeling. You require some time to think about it.
You stand up and look at Rarity. After a few moments of consideration, you tell her that you need to drive to the store. She nods her head understandingly, before standing up herself and exiting the room.
The past 2 hours have been spent of personal recollection. You've considered what happened between you and Rarity, the events of the past day, and the thought of succumbing to Twilight and Rarity's desires. All of this had been done on a trip to the local department store, and back. You picked up some items that you found that you needed. You set the bag containing the items on a kitchen counter.
You now sit in your at the foot of your bed, in the final stages of accepting the inevitability of what's going on. You consider how persistently you rejected the pictures that Twilight presented you with, how quickly you accepted Rarity's kiss, and the effects of this situation in the long run. You come to the conclusion that you have nothing to lose at this point. You've seen Twilight naked, you've felt Rarity's body against your's, you've even kissed her. It is time to make the shout that will change everything.
You take one last chance to consider what you're doing, before finally calling out to Twilight and Rarity. You ask them to come to your bedroom. It's a mere 90 seconds before they both arrive.
"Yes?" Rarity asks while entering the room.
"What do you want, master?" Twilight chimes in.
You hesitate for a few seconds. You look at the two. They look back at you. You finally speak up. You tell them what you previously hoped that you'd never tell them. You say that, after careful consideration, you've decided that you would have sex with them. [size=1]Dun Dun Dun[/size]
"Really?" Rarity asks, more unsure than exited. You nod your head. "Well...Thank you, master!"
"Thank you very much!" Twilight says, happily.
You sigh, before asking them how they want to get this done.
"Well..." Twilight says, "I've read a few books about this. I think the best way to do this is for you to find a way to satisfy both me and Rarity at once."
You nod your head. Before you can say or do anything, Rarity starts removing her garb. You really had no idea what you expected her to do, You can't, obviously, have sex with them while their fully clothed.
Her top comes first, revealing her breasts being gently cradled by her lace brassiere. It follows in being removed quite quickly. She then begins removing her skirt, This prompts Twilight to start removing her own clothing. Her process is much slower and more awkward than Rarity's. You look away from Twilight to see that Rarity is completely unclothed. You're brought back by this, but not for long. You've grown used to things like that. After a few more moments, Twilight is in the buff as well.
The two look at you, their eyes full of impatience.. It takes you a few moments to realize why. It's because YOU have to unclothe, as well. You stand up, awkwardly. You gaze at the two. Their impatient expressions have dropped into ones of want. You waste as little time as you can removing your shirt. Their eyes grow large as your abdomen and chest become visible.
You then move to your lower section.. You look up at the two of them, who watch intently. You know that there's no turning back at this point. You remove your belt and toss it aside. You wait for a few moments before pulling down your pants. After you finally do, Rarity's mouth turns to a hazy grin, while Twilight's face carries an unsure, almost doubtful expression.
The last thing remaining is your underwear. After a bit of hesitation, you work up the guts to fully reveal yourself to them. You slip your boxers off, and toss them aside. Their jaws practically drop upon observing your manhood.
"Oh...My..." Twilight begins. "It's very...different, when compared to a stallion's."
You tell her that your doing this for them, so it's not advised to make criticisms about your anatomy.
"Sorry, sorry!" She says.
You forget about this, and you tell them to walk over to the bed. They do so without question. You then take a few moments to consider what Twilight had said before. Satisfying both of them at once. After disregarding a few ideas for how you could do that, you come up with the perfect position. You tell them to lay down vertically at separate ends of the bed, so that one of their heads will be on the pillows, and the other's at the end of the bed.
"Well, okay." Rarity says.
The two of them follow your instructions. You then tell them to separate their legs. They do so. This puts their legs in a diamond formation in the center of the bed for you to lay in. This way, you'll be naturally pleasing one of them, and doing so orally for the other. (Imagine them looking like this: o--<>--o) You decide that the penile satisfaction will be given to Rarity.
You position yourself on all fours, in the center of the 'diamond.' Your waist rests above Rarity's, whilst your mouth rests above Twilight's nether region. You're about ready to begin, when Rarity speaks up,
"Wait...Master!" She says, catching both your and Twilight's attention. "You've made us wait so long for this...Just promise me that you won't be gentle."
A thousand things flood your mind upon hearing these words. The most prominent thought is to take in this request. You give confident assurance that you won't be gentle.
You then realize that you must begin. You start by gently lowering your hips towards Rarity's. You don't stop until you feel the tip of your manhood pressing against the outer layer of her folds. You begin to gently run the tip along the outside of her slit, making sure to give her pleasure while assuring that she desires more. You then begin mimicking the same movements with your tongue on Twilight's slit.The two of them shudder rhythmically. You want them to crave more.
When you're sure that Rarity has grown used to this feeling, you, without warning, force your rod in between her walls. She gasps in what's either pain or pleasure as you gauge how far you can go. You realize that you're leaving Twilight hanging, so your force your tongue in between her folds, just as you did with Rarity. She takes in a large quantity of air, sharply.
"M-Master!" Twilight shouts. " G-Go slow! I'm really sensitive!"
Well, this was all of the reasoning that you needed NOT to move your tongue slowly. You recklessly slosh it around the inside of Twilight's slit, causing moans and yelps of all kinds to come from her.
"M-Master, please! B-Be less rough!"
You weren't going to give in. They didn't stop doing something that YOU didn't want THEM to do yesterday, so you'll show her how that feels.
Meanwhile, Rarity's breathing had again steadied. This meant that you had to pick up the pace. You began rhythmically pumping your cock in and out of Rarity's slit, being sure to stay true to your word and be as rough as can. She moans in a way that indicates an equal mix of pleasure and pain, as her moans are mixed with quiet screams.
It is difficult to balance pleasuring Twilight and Rarity equally, as you find yourself shifting between the two of them often. Your tongue movements could quicken as your piston-like pumping of your waist area could slow, and vice versa. It is much more satisfying on your end to pleasure Rarity, yet it sounds like Twilight is having a grand time. You decide to be a gentlemen and abandon Rarity for a bit to finish off Twilight.
"Master-Oh!- N-Never mind what I said before! K-Keep doing what you're doing!" Twilight manages to get out in between moans.
You can feel Twilight growing increasingly wet as her orgasmic fluids cover your mouth. You'd assume that this means she's nearing her peak. You want her to last as long as possible, so you slow down your tongue. She squeezes the back of your neck in between her thighs, effectively pulling you farther in. Both your nose and mouth are being forced in between her legs. You decide that you're not hearing her pleasure as much as you should.
You turn your attention to her clitoris, as you want to finish her off while still being able to hear her squeal. You gently run your tongue up and down the nub of flesh, an act that is enough to cause her to scream.
"Oh...OH!! M-Master! JUST GIVE IT YOUR ALL ALREADY!!" Twilight screams, her primitive wants obviously overtaking rational thought.
You obey her wishes. You wrap your lips around her clitoris and begin to lightly suck. She throws her arms over her eyes as her screams grow louder. You can feel her walls contract around your lips, once again displaying how close she is. You feel as if she's going too quickly. You pull your lips away from her clitoris and pull you head away from her nether regions. She gives you a puzzled look.
"Master... *pant pant* W-why'd you stop?" She asks, catching her breath. "I was almost there."
Your lustful smile distorts into a sinister grin. You tell her that, after all that she had done since yesterday, you're not going to let her off easily. She asks what you mean. You give a short, simple answer. You'll get her off if she begs you.
"A-Are you serious?" She asks, her eyes shifting from left to right.
"Yes, that's a bit strange for you, master." Rarity adds, reminding you that you need to satisfy her, too.
You tell Twilight that you're completely serious. Beg you, and you'll finish her off. You're expecting her to deny, or fight your proposition. When, unexpectedly, she cups her hands.
"Oh! Please master! Please! I'm so close! Y-You have to! Please!" She finishes her pleading with an innocent smile.
You and Rarity are both taken back by how quickly she gave in, as well as how easily she did it without question. After a few moments of awkward silence, you give a slight chuckle. Twilight's innocent smile changes to a nervous one. You sarcastically tell her that she is "one very desperate little book worm", before telling her to lay back down. She gives a relieved sigh, before doing as you told.
You again lower your head in between her legs. Only, this time, you don't immediately go in. You, instead, heavily dispel air in between her folds. This causes her to take in her own breath, sharply. This is only for your own amusement. After a bit of this, you finally slip your tongue between her two walls.
After a few moments of teasing and licking, you decide that it's time to finish her off. You once again wrap your lips around her clitoris. You suck as hard as you can, trying your hardest to send her over the edge as quickly as you can. Since she practically sold you her dignity a few minutes ago, you're only inclined to do what she did it for.
"OH! AH!! M-MASTER! I'M SO CLOSE!! OH!! OHHH!! AAAHHH!!!"
Her screams grow louder. Her vagina grown increasingly wet. Her waist arches upwards. After a few moments of orgasmic signs, she gives out one, final, cry of complete bliss. And then...Nothing. Her screams stop, her waist plummets to the bed. You look up at her to see her completely unconscious. Must'v been a powerful orgasm.
You stand up and examine Twilight. At the moment, she is nothing more than a limp, naked, love-soaked husk. It's really quite astounding. To think that such an illustrious , studious princess could be reduced to something so vulgar, completely willingly.
"Did you forget about me, master?" Rarity says, giving a sarcastic stare.
You tell her that you would never think of forgetting her, you simply want to make Twilight comfortable.
"What do you mean?" Rarity asks.
You tell Rarity to watch. You walk over to your closet, and open it. You pull out two pillows and a spare blanket. You lay the blanket and the pillows on the floor in a fashion that resembles a makeshift bed. You then walk over to Twilight. You once again examine her unconscious figure, before lifting her up in a support carry. You carry her over to the bedding on the floor, and gently lay her down on the blanket, being sure to place her head on the pillows. You then wrap her figure up in the blanket, and turn to Rarity.
"You were...Making sure that she slept soundly?" Rarity asks, confused.
You tell her that you moved her for that reason, and because you didn't want her to get in the way of your's and Rarity's fun. Rarity face grows red with blush as you climb back on to the bed, over her. You tell her that you're very sorry for abandoning her for Twilight, but you'll make it up to her.
"Let's see if you can..." Rarity says, seductively.
You return her lustful stare as you gently lower your manhood to meet her vagina. She yelps in surprise as you slowly slip your slim cock inside of her trim.
"Y-You could have warned me..." She says, trying not to smile.
You reply with nothing more than a light chuckle. You continue to gently dip your genitalia, only trying to gauge how deep you can go. After you feel you tip hit her core, you pull out. She begins moving her mouth, indicating that she's going to say something. Before she can, however, you swiftly force your cock back between her walls. She practically jumps up upon being hit by the forceful impact of your tip against her deepest depths.
"Oh...My! You're very rough! I like it!" Rarity hisses, her face carrying a lustful open smile
You're glad that you're not hurting her (at least, not so much that it's not enjoyable), so you continue to rhythmically pump your waist in a manner that forcefully pushes your penis in and out of Rarity's vagina. She begins moaning and groaning in what appears to be both pleasure AND pain. She asked you not to be gentle, so she brought any pain upon herself.
After a few minutes of this, you can feel yourself reaching your peak. You can feel your own orgasm building up inside you. You also hear Rarity's steady moans and yelps slowly begin blending with screams. You've decided that she's had enough. You begin pumping even faster, in an effort to hit your own peak sooner.
"Oh! Master! Hurry up! It's starting to hurt a bit too much!" Rarity shouts, her eyelids quivering.
This is your alert. You pump with all of your might. After a few agonizing moments of this, you can feel your member begin hardening. You can feel your semen building up inside of you. You waste no time releasing it.
Every shot of your own semen blasts into Rarity's body with great force. She cries out in what you can only hope is pleasure as each individual stream of baby batter shoots into her. After a good 14 shots, you're spent. Your member softens as you pull it from Rarity's slit. You crack her one last hazy smile before rolling over and collapsing on the side of the bed that is next to her.
"*Pant* Wow...You're everything that I could have imagined, master..." She says, placing a hand on your chest. "I see why Celestia chose you for our studies."
You jokingly say that she wasn't too bad, herself. Before you can make any other jokes or conversation, however, you make a harsh realization. You say Rarity's name.
"Yes, master?" She replies, casually.
You then bring up the one thing that you didn't consider when thinking about the long term consequences of having sex with her and Twilight. The one thing that could forever impact both her and you.
You ask her what happens if you just impregnated her.
Maid Just for the Readers
In case any of you missed it: Maid Just for the Readers 2 is finally bloody ready! The hiatus ended!
Maid Just for the Readers
An Epic Log of an Epilogue
Dear Fellow Princess, Celestia,
Me and Rarity are both really thankful that you decided to send us to Earth. It's a shame that we have to leave tomorrow. Anyways, the human that you chose for us to study was a really interesting being. He was kind of objective to mine and Rarity's presence at times, but I think that's only because we showed up so suddenly. In the studies that you sent us to do, he certainly wasn't a slouch. Not quite on par with a stallion, but he was still very good. AT least, that's what I'd assume. After a bit of activity that I can't quite remember, I kind of passed out. Sorry. All that I can remember is that whatever he did felt amazing. If you need any more information, you can contact Rarity. I'm sure that she has more input, given that she was conscious the whole time.
Your fellow princess, Twilight Sparkle.
Dear Princess Celestia,
The studies that you had us do on human mating habits were certainly something else. To make a long story short, after a bit of coaxing, the human that you had us study really warmed up to helping me and Twilight study. He was amazing in every sense of the word. I'd even go so far to say that his anatomy is more suited to my tastes than a stallion's. After a bit of a scare, we've happily confirmed that there'll be no long term repercussions to our studies. Anyways, me and Twilight have said our thanks and goodbyes, and we're ready to be sent back when you're ready to send us back.
Your faithful subject, Rarity.
Celestia lay down the two notes that she had received from Twilight and Rarity. After a few moments of consideration, she decides what she has to do from here.
"Luna!" She shouts to her sister. "How'd you like to go on a bit of a trip with me?"
"We'd be delighted, sister!" Luna says, entering Celestia's throne room. "Where to?"
Celestia gave a few moments of hesitation, before speaking up.
"A place that I recently received some... Interesting information on." She says, cracking a mischievous smile. "Would you like to accompany me?"
"Absolutely, sister!" What will we need to bring?" Luna asks, excitedly.
"Just some outfits from Lyra Heartstrings." Celestia replies.
