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Indoctrinating Sluttershy 2

By skirtsandpanties
Created: 2020-12-28 22:13:53
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  1. 1.
    Depraved sluttery happens on the way to Rariwhore's boutique. Rariwhore reveals her secret whore life to Sluttershy.
  2. 2.
     
  3. 3.
    >you are finally outside your apartment building after an eternity of male gaze raking your scantily clad body
  4. 4.
    >well, scantily clad by your standards
  5. 5.
    >the scrunchback bikini has ridden up and you feel like it fits more like a thong by this point
  6. 6.
    >you could maybe reach under your skirt to fix it when nobody's looking...
  7. 7.
    >...no! bad Slutter-- Fluttershy!
  8. 8.
    >n-not in public..
  9. 9.
    >you also feel the bikini top has shifted a little
  10. 10.
    >they feel like the cups avoided being pulled aside by the elastic snagging onto your erect nipples
  11. 11.
    >and the bumps are plainly visible through your white tank top
  12. 12.
    >gosh, why didn't you put on a t-shirt or something?
  13. 13.
    >it's not like you didn't consider putting one on in the bathroom
  14. 14.
    >you aren't actually enjoying this, are you?
  15. 15.
    >you shudder at the thought
  16. 16.
    >"a leisurely walk to my boutique sounds lovely, doesn't it Sluttershy?"
  17. 17.
    >this time, Rarity calls you by the S-word
  18. 18.
    >you feel your heart beating in your ears
  19. 19.
    >thankfully, it doesn't seem like anyone heard
  20. 20.
     
  21. 21.
    >speaking of being heard, there aren't that many pedestrians outside
  22. 22.
    >th-thank goodness...
  23. 23.
    >you'd be stared at nonetheless, but at least it'd be by fewer people, right?
  24. 24.
    >a car drives by and you hear the occupants howling at you and Rarity's direction
  25. 25.
    >you yelp and hide behind Rarity again
  26. 26.
    >"aww, don't be so shy, darling. boys will be boys. we'll take a short path to my boutique"
  27. 27.
    >you begrudgingly follow her, tugging down your skirt
  28. 28.
    >it's not like you could say no and go back home, Rarity has your apartment keys
  29. 29.
    >you take meek steps in your less scandalous heels behind Rarity
  30. 30.
    >gosh, they are really high...
  31. 31.
    >...
  32. 32.
    >...and you have to admit they make her legs look rather sexy
  33. 33.
    >you can't help but wonder what it'd be like to strut so confidently in those
  34. 34.
     
  35. 35.
    >soon, you and Rarity are walking into a nearby park
  36. 36.
    >"see? not a person around"
  37. 37.
    >you disagree
  38. 38.
    >you can plainly see people jogging, flying drones, grilling things...
  39. 39.
    >"oh psh, hardly any people here compared to the sidewalks. we can always go back to the main road if you'd prefer that"
  40. 40.
    >you dart your eyes as you follow her, seeing if there's a bathroom nearby to sneak inside and fix your underthings
  41. 41.
    >a jogger runs past you two
  42. 42.
    >he's clearly checking out both of you
  43. 43.
    >"it feels so nice, isn't it Sluttershy?"
  44. 44.
    >your face feels hot
  45. 45.
    >there's no way that jogger didn't hear her call you that!
  46. 46.
    >"just a few minutes down this way and my boutique's right across the main street. we live so close! it's strange how i haven't.. ehem, *indoctrinated* you to our friends' way of life"
  47. 47.
    >Rarity raises her arms and stretches, making her dress hikes up a few inches
  48. 48.
    >the hem of her dress sits lewdly over her underass
  49. 49.
    >the rear slit flashing her pale ass with every step now
  50. 50.
    >you want to say something...
  51. 51.
    >she can't be doing this on purpose, right?
  52. 52.
    >she continues walking for several more seconds with her arms stretched above her head
  53. 53.
    >the clip-clop of her stripper heels ring in your ears
  54. 54.
    >you wonder if she tailored her dress to the perfect length for this sort of "malfunction"
  55. 55.
    >you clutch the hem of your own skirt, sorely reminded of how short they feel on your ass
  56. 56.
     
  57. 57.
    >a light breeze picks up
  58. 58.
    >your skirt starts ballooning out around you
  59. 59.
    >no!
  60. 60.
    >thank god you were clutching at the hem at the right moment
  61. 61.
    >you practically glue your hands down to your thighs
  62. 62.
    >someone whistles from behind you
  63. 63.
    >oh no! your rear...
  64. 64.
    >you arch your back and try to get the backside of your skirt under control
  65. 65.
    >instead, your hand makes contact with your half-covered asscheeks
  66. 66.
    >h-he's seen everything...
  67. 67.
    >you feel almost dizzy with panic
  68. 68.
    >and a tinge of arousal?
  69. 69.
    >you twist your torso around and clamp down front and back with your hands
  70. 70.
    >you scurry next to Rarity
  71. 71.
    >m-maybe that wolfish pervert would be distracted by Rarity's state of dress and stare at you less?
  72. 72.
    >(check that out, bro)
  73. 73.
    >(shit, nice)
  74. 74.
    >you hear the whispers but pretend to not hear them
  75. 75.
    >you glance over at Rarity
  76. 76.
    >she's got the same glazed look she had at the apartment, clearly knowing and enjoying the attention
  77. 77.
    >she quickly reaches for one of the wrinkles around her waist and tugs up her dress ever so slightly
  78. 78.
    >you look away, totally embarrassed on her behalf
  79. 79.
    >Rarity! how could she?
  80. 80.
    >how is she such a thirsty slut?
  81. 81.
    >you hear a camera app click
  82. 82.
    >oh no...
  83. 83.
    >they're taking creepshots of you and Rarity
  84. 84.
     
  85. 85.
    >"a-ahh~"
  86. 86.
    >Rarity trips on a small pebble and spills a bunch of credit cards from her purse
  87. 87.
    >"how clumsy of me, I guess i was so turned on by those two gentlemen and didn't bother to look where i'm stepping..."
  88. 88.
    >like a good friend, you bend down to help her pick them up
  89. 89.
    >gosh, that's a lot of credit cards
  90. 90.
    >they all smell like Rarity's perfume, too
  91. 91.
    >you quickly grab a few, but Rarity's hands just hover over yours, not doing much
  92. 92.
    >what's she doing...?
  93. 93.
    >you shove a few back into Rarity's purse
  94. 94.
    >suddenly, her hand grabs yours
  95. 95.
    >"(slow down, darling)"
  96. 96.
    >huh?
  97. 97.
    >you look at her
  98. 98.
    >her face is scarlet red
  99. 99.
    >"(trust me, just follow my lead)"
  100. 100.
    >you glance downward and notice that she's not crouched
  101. 101.
    >that's when you realize her posture and yours
  102. 102.
    >you.... you bent over at the waist!
  103. 103.
    >you hear more clicks from a phone app few yards behind you
  104. 104.
    >you try to stand upright but Rarity grabs your shoulder and stops you
  105. 105.
    >"(no-no, let Sluttershy out from the shell...)"
  106. 106.
    >you can't believe this!
  107. 107.
    >you're in a skimpy swimsuit and indecently short skirt worn over it, and...
  108. 108.
    >you become very, very acutely aware of your bikini bottom pinching your asscheeks
  109. 109.
    >another light breeze picks up and gently caresses your ass
  110. 110.
    >you shudder despite feeling hot *everywhere*
  111. 111.
    >"(nice and slow.. let's give them a show they'll never forget, shall we?)"
  112. 112.
     
  113. 113.
    >you swallow and obey
  114. 114.
    >you slowly pick up one of the plastic cards and hand it to Rarity,
  115. 115.
    >she takes it and puts it in her purse just as slowly
  116. 116.
    >then another one
  117. 117.
    >your knees wobble with panicked arousal and it makes you wiggle your ass without you wanting to
  118. 118.
    >maybe realizing that you two are doing this on purpose, the two men walk closer
  119. 119.
    >you hear them taking pics mere feet away
  120. 120.
    >is... is this what being a slut is like?
  121. 121.
    >Rarity's breaths get more labored and you smell something else in the air
  122. 122.
    >her shoulder, pressed up against yours, starts to tremble
  123. 123.
    >she's... oh my
  124. 124.
    >she's getting so turned on by this
  125. 125.
    >...and you think you are, too
  126. 126.
    >your breasts hang heavy on your chest
  127. 127.
    >that tiny bikini top is probably completely out of place now, you feel your stiff nipples rub against the fabric of your tank top
  128. 128.
    >a growing dampness in your bikini bottom cools in the breeze, making you shudder like you're having an orgasm
  129. 129.
    >another card goes back into Rarity's purse
  130. 130.
    >(dude, these are fuckin' sluts!)
  131. 131.
    >(look at the purple haired one, her thong's already drenched)
  132. 132.
    >(god damn teasing whores)
  133. 133.
    >(that pink haired one's wearing cute ones too, maybe she came back from the beach?)
  134. 134.
    >another card
  135. 135.
    >Rarity is audibly panting now
  136. 136.
    >you feel your own breaths quicken
  137. 137.
    >your hands are shaking with adrenaline and drop the card a few times
  138. 138.
    >another card goes inside
  139. 139.
    >Rarity's hands wander over her breasts, cupping them
  140. 140.
    >she's not even bothering to pick up the cards anymore
  141. 141.
    >she moans softly, bending over a little more
  142. 142.
    >ohmygosh...
  143. 143.
    >you pick up a few more cards, resisting the urge to let your own hands wander to your increasingly heavy breasts
  144. 144.
    >no cards left
  145. 145.
    >you and Rarity keep your posture
  146. 146.
    >Rarity bites her lip and winks at you
  147. 147.
    >"(great job~ you foxy slut, you...)"
  148. 148.
     
  149. 149.
    >Rarity spreads her legs shoulder width, arches her back, then slooowly stands back up
  150. 150.
    >slow enough to let them gander at her soaked thong, and take a few more pictures
  151. 151.
    >she turns her head around and smiles seductively at the two men
  152. 152.
    >you meekly try to do something similar, but can't bring yourself to do it
  153. 153.
    >you are shaking too much
  154. 154.
    >...and you think flashing your bikini at strangers is sluttery enough for now
  155. 155.
    >"well darlings, i can see that you enjoyed our little show..."
  156. 156.
    >huh?
  157. 157.
    >you look down at their pants instinctively
  158. 158.
    >theyre' both pitching tents
  159. 159.
    >o-oh my goodness...
  160. 160.
    >"as much as me and Sluttershy here enjoyed your company, we have plans for today. perhaps next time we can take it further?"
  161. 161.
    >the two men look absolutely dumb, still not believing their luck
  162. 162.
    >"hmm... i suppose i can't just let you two leave without something to remember us by"
  163. 163.
    >Rarity taps her chin, then snaps her finger
  164. 164.
    >before you can react, she reaches under your skirt and tugs at the side knots of your scrunchback bikini
  165. 165.
    >you feel your hips and ass suddenly freed of pressure as the whole thing comes off in Rarity's hands
  166. 166.
    >you squeak out a yelp
  167. 167.
    >Rarity! how could you...
  168. 168.
    >Rarity smiles and tosses it playfully at one of the men
  169. 169.
    >"her name's Sluttershy. you got to take pics of her wearing it, and now you get to keep it~"
  170. 170.
    >they stare at your (!) untied bikini with wide eyes
  171. 171.
    >one of them brings it up to his nose and takes a sniff
  172. 172.
    >without knowing, you bite your lip
  173. 173.
    >"I'm Rarity by the way. please include our names when you share those pics online?"
  174. 174.
    >Rarity struts over to both of them, squeezes their hardened bulges, and walks down the path again
  175. 175.
    >you meekly follow her
  176. 176.
    >pantyless
  177. 177.
    >desperately hoping that another breeze won't pick up and lift up your skirt
  178. 178.
    >but not really
  179. 179.
    >your mind is a storm of conflicting emotions
  180. 180.
    >you shudder again as your own fluids start to cool around your inner thighs
  181. 181.
     
  182. 182.
     
  183. 183.
    ---
  184. 184.
     
  185. 185.
    >you're Sluttershy
  186. 186.
    >...
  187. 187.
    >you might as well own up to it, huh?
  188. 188.
    >you bent over at the waist in your slutty bikini and skirt with Rarity and gave a slutty public show to two dudes
  189. 189.
    >and...
  190. 190.
    >and you kinda liked it
  191. 191.
    >your inner thighs are slick and cool with your own evaporating juices
  192. 192.
    >your breasts are still heaving with your breaths
  193. 193.
    >to think you committed sluttery with Rarity...
  194. 194.
    >you can't believe it
  195. 195.
    >now you're walking next to Rarity to her boutique, clinging to the hem of your skirt like your life depended on it
  196. 196.
    >the fabric of your skirt brushes against your bare ass and hips
  197. 197.
    >it feels odd... yet fantastic?
  198. 198.
    >"that was a tantalizing distraction, wasn't it Sluttershy?"
  199. 199.
    >no!
  200. 200.
    >it was terrifying!
  201. 201.
    >what if they started touching you and grabbing your breasts?
  202. 202.
    >"oh, you'll learn to let yourself love it soon enough..."
  203. 203.
     
  204. 204.
    >the rest of the walk goes smoothly
  205. 205.
    >only a stray park-goer glancing at you two, and Rarity winking at them or cupping her tits for them
  206. 206.
    >now out of the park, you cross the street and enter Rarity's boutique
  207. 207.
    >her boutique has changed since your CHS days
  208. 208.
    >colorful slutwear of all types hang from the walls
  209. 209.
    >some are fancy but revealing
  210. 210.
    >others make your toes curl at the thought of wearing them in public
  211. 211.
    >cupless corsets, fishnet things, slinky dresses with high side slits, slutty dancewear...
  212. 212.
    >high heels and platform shoes of all types
  213. 213.
    >chokers, elbow-length gloves, stockings, anklets...
  214. 214.
    >you think you also recognize some pre-made cosplays
  215. 215.
    >your eyes can't even take it all in
  216. 216.
     
  217. 217.
    >you also see some shoppers
  218. 218.
    >unsurprisingly, they're dressed like sluts
  219. 219.
    >one woman looks like she just walked out of a slutty rave, wearing a skimpy pleated skirt and a short blouse fitted more like a bra
  220. 220.
    >she's holding a purple slinky dress in front of her to the mirror, side slits going well past where her panty straps would be
  221. 221.
    >another woman is wearing a dark leotard and pantyhose, standing tiptoed in her red-soled high heels checking out a purple minidress
  222. 222.
    >behind her, a hunky shop assistant stands close
  223. 223.
    >a-and... he's stroking that woman's butt!
  224. 224.
    >your heart skips a beat wondering how his hands would feel
  225. 225.
    >a tall woman smiles and gives you a hungry look
  226. 226.
    >"my my, Rares. got yourself another slut in training, did ya?"
  227. 227.
    >it's Sassy Saddles
  228. 228.
    >she's wearing an outfit totally inappropriate for a workplace
  229. 229.
    >her breasts are nearly spilling out of the black corset squeezing her torso
  230. 230.
    >her lower body is covered by nothing but a tight fitting black thong and equally severe thigh high stockings held up by garters attached to the corset
  231. 231.
    >she towers over you in her platform heels
  232. 232.
    >you can't help but gawk at her slutty garb
  233. 233.
    >did Rarity make her wear this at work?
  234. 234.
    >"Sassy Saddles! how's today so far?"
  235. 235.
    >"oh, you know. breaking in our new assistant. he's such a hard working boy, but he gets a bit too grabby sometimes..."
  236. 236.
    >behind you, you hear the leotard-clad woman moaning
  237. 237.
    >you turn and see the male assistant kissing the woman's exposed neck
  238. 238.
    >and his hands are... ohmygosh
  239. 239.
    >all you can see is his hand pumping in and out underneath the bottom of the woman's leotard
  240. 240.
    >"hey kid, get your fingers out of that lady's cunt! i swear, that boy's hands are glued to the patrons' pussies"
  241. 241.
    >Rarity laughs
  242. 242.
    >"well, i trust you to do the right thing, Sassy Saddles"
  243. 243.
    >Sassy and Rarity share two kisses on the cheek and a brief tongue-heavy smooch
  244. 244.
    >"don't worry Rares. off you go now with your girl-toy~"
  245. 245.
    >you yelp as Sassy playfully gropes your left breast
  246. 246.
     
  247. 247.
    >you follow Rarity into the employees-only area of the boutique
  248. 248.
    >behind you, you can hear Sassy yelling something about the store's "don't let our employees fuck you" policy and how the woman would be punished
  249. 249.
    >your mind wanders about what kind of punishment that leotard-clad woman would be facing
  250. 250.
    >this place is crazy!
  251. 251.
    >Rarity is crazy!
  252. 252.
    >you're crazy for following her!
  253. 253.
    >you should just leave, maybe buy the least slutty panty off the rack to cover yourself, and never speak about this again!
  254. 254.
    >but every time you want to stop, something inside you pushes forward
  255. 255.
    >you're not enjoying this, are you?
  256. 256.
     
  257. 257.
    >"ta-da~"
  258. 258.
    >you wake from your inner thought and look around you
  259. 259.
    >the "employees only" area is not what you expected
  260. 260.
    >there's a heart-shaped bed in the middle
  261. 261.
    >a nightstand is next to it, and there are boxes of condoms and lube bottles on top
  262. 262.
    >the walls are lined with more clothes hangars
  263. 263.
    >they look like they have more variety than what's in the store, but less volume
  264. 264.
    >like they were meant to be worn right here, not sold...
  265. 265.
    >"have a look! do you like it, Sluttershy?"
  266. 266.
    >you can't believe your eyes
  267. 267.
    >did she make all these?
  268. 268.
    >"oh good heavens, i only made about half of them myself. the other half is from an outlet that was going out of business. i bought all their slutwear catalog for cheap. there's even more of it in a storage unit, but this is basically all of it in terms of variety. but this being *my* boutique and all that, i couldn't really sell them here, so i decided to put them to a better use..."
  269. 269.
    >Rarity winks at you and beckons you to to a small TV
  270. 270.
    >it's playing some kind of porn
  271. 271.
    >a heart shaped bed
  272. 272.
    >two masked ladies, pale and blue
  273. 273.
    >getting dicked and moaning
  274. 274.
    >...
  275. 275.
    >it's Rarity and Sassy!
  276. 276.
    >she makes porn here??
  277. 277.
    >"oh, porn is so low-class. we prefer to call our product 'beyond boudoir' videos..."
  278. 278.
    >the masked Rarity on TV is being flipped onto her back and her legs spread out like a crab
  279. 279.
    >an unknown man pulls her lacy thong aside
  280. 280.
     
  281. 281.
    >Rarity sighs and moans softly
  282. 282.
    >"i remember that man. his cock was EXCELLENT. i couldn't enjoy vibrators for a month because they just weren't as good as him."
  283. 283.
    >Rarity struts over and pulls out a hangar
  284. 284.
    >"i wore these for that shoot, what do you think?"
  285. 285.
    >you realize that it's a full clothes-and-underwear set, just like the other ones all around you
  286. 286.
    >a gothic looking dress hangs from the thick hangar, cut high around the sides and tapering down the back like a diamond
  287. 287.
    >the front of it keeps going up
  288. 288.
    >you don't think it'd hardly cover your crotch if you wore it
  289. 289.
    >the neckline, while looking Victorian, is definitely low enough to show at least some areola
  290. 290.
    >a bundle of frilly things hang on an attached hangar
  291. 291.
    >the bra looks more like a strap harness and has no cups
  292. 292.
    >the straps make an upside-down star shape with tight choker hole around the neck
  293. 293.
    >the thong is similar: three straps in parallel for waistband, a thin strip of lace for coverage, running up behind to connect to the other end of the waistband
  294. 294.
    >a pair of garter straps dangle from the waistband
  295. 295.
    >a pair of thigh-high stockings with lacy band hang from them like unfurled donuts
  296. 296.
    >on the floor where the outfit was hanging is a pair of 6-inch heeled boots with buckles and small padlocks
  297. 297.
    >you look at the TV again
  298. 298.
    >masked Rarity's body is being rocked back and forth now, her tongue lolling out from her mouth
  299. 299.
    >you see the same outfit on her, slightly undone and her dress hiked up above her waist
  300. 300.
    >"i had to get them cleaned twice to get rid of all his cum. it's a shame such lovely, tasty fluids leave horrible stains in fabrics"
  301. 301.
     
  302. 302.
    >her words ring hollow in your ears
  303. 303.
    >you look around to the other outfits
  304. 304.
    >you think they were put together with specific fetishes in mind
  305. 305.
    >there's one that looks like something out of Sailor Moon, but with thigh-high heeled boots and nearly see-through leotard
  306. 306.
    >there's that one-- it looks like Rarity's pony-up outfit but with a knee-length skirt that looks severely tight
  307. 307.
    >and... oh! there's one that looks similar to your pony-up outfit, but much sluttier
  308. 308.
    >the two parts of the hem meet much higher than you remember
  309. 309.
    >you don't think you could wear it without flashing the neon pink panty hanging in front of it
  310. 310.
    >it's also got a plunging backline
  311. 311.
    >"oh, those. it turns out some of our "clients" have a thing for pony-up girls from when they were kids. they don't seem to remember our faces though. that's pony magic, i suppose. i *really* enjoy getting fucked in those."
  312. 312.
    >s-someone has a fetish for pony-up girls?
  313. 313.
    >and you specifically?
  314. 314.
    >you feel your ears pounding with heartbeat
  315. 315.
    >Rarity... or maybe Sassy... they let random men fuck them on camera
  316. 316.
    >dressed like you...
  317. 317.
    >you touch your face with trembling hands
  318. 318.
    >you feel something hot running down your inner thighs
  319. 319.
    >why did that turn you on so much?
  320. 320.
    >Rarity glances at your thighs and smirks
  321. 321.
    >"say, darling... would you like to try on your pony-up costume?"
  322. 322.
    >...
  323. 323.
    >y-yes, please...

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