Sunset Fics


                                            -------------------------------------Finding the Courage (Rejection)--------------------------------------

                                            >Today's the day.

                                            >You've broken the ice, you've learned what she's about, you've made her laugh

                                            >You're finally going to ask Sunset Shimmer out on a date.

                                            >Everyday after school she goes to the same room to be alone and organize her notes. That makes this easy for you. No one to even see.

                                            >You feel the nerves in the pit of your stomach as the teacher drones and the ending bell looms.

                                            >Is everything ready? Your clothes are nice enough, right? You have your mouth spray? You put on deodorant today, right?

                                            >You can hardly even focus on class. You try your best to calm down.

                                            >*RIIIIIING!*

                                            >The bell goes off, showtime.

                                            >First, you powerwalk to the bathroom. Time to do your business, make sure you look as sharp as possible, and rehearse what to say.

                                            >You can do this, Anon. Your chemistry has been good. It'll be just like any other time you've spoken to her... No need to get so nervous.

                                            >You exit the bathroom. Your feet feel a little heavy as you take every step. Your stomach is overflowing with butterflies...

                                            >You tell yourself to stay calm.

                                            >The room comes into view. The hallway traffic has thinned, but you know she's in there. The more you loom on it, the more nervous you'll get--so you dive right in and open the door.

                                            >The door swings open.

                                            "Sunset!" You call for her.

                                            >Then, you freeze.

                                            >The sounds of sloppy kissing fill the air ends with a pop as Flash's face disconnects from hers.

                                            >"A-anon!" Sunset looks at you surprised and red with embarassment.

                                            >"Yo, give me a little space, will you bro?" Flash pleads.

                                            >You stare in wide eyes... You never had a chance, did you?

                                            >You close your eyes shut and run out of there.

                                            >It was all fake. You weren't really getting closer to her... You were fooling yourself... What were you thinking?


                                            -------------------------------------Lingering Thoughts (WARNING: Contains Cucking)-----------------------

                                            >"Hahahaha! Anon, you're so funny." Rarity flitters those luscious eyelashes at you.

                                            >The joke wasn't even that funny, but you scratch your neck and let out an awkward laugh.

                                            >Your girlfriend, Sunset Shimmer, stares daggers at you that you can just FEEL.

                                            >This wasn't the first time this happened whenever Sunset invited you to eat with her friends. You've had this talk before... Rarity is just a flirty person. No matter how much you reassure Sunset though, she can't help but feel like this.

                                            >You do feel a little bad.

                                            >The conversation trails elsewhere. Rainbow talks about the last game. Rarity and Fluttershy talk about beauty products for a bit. Twilight nerds out over some comic, but somehow it holds all your attention.

                                            >Eventually the crowd disperses. You leave the restaurant with Sunset clinging to your arm.

                                            "How was your food?"

                                            >"Good." A flat, one word answer. She's going to be like THIS again, huh?

                                            "Sunset, you know I'll always be yours and yours only.

                                            >You stop, wrap your arms around her, and smile.

                                            >She can't help but crack and smile back. "Yeah, I know."

                                            >You give her a quick kiss, and you drive her home.

                                            >You drive back to your place and decide its time to get to bed.

                                            >Just before you can take your shirt off, you hear your phone buzz.

                                            >Checking it, you see that it's none other than... Rarity.

                                            >"That seafood was the best, don't you think? <3"

                                            >... Complete with a heart emoji... You shouldn't... Right?

                                            >It's just a harmless text. You could at least reply.

                                            "Yeah, that salmon hit the spot!"

                                            >And of course, your phone buzzes again quickly.

                                            >The conversation continues. It moves on to your performance on the track team, then to the classes you share, then finally... to your relationship with Sunset...

                                            >"Sunset is such a nice girl! It's just that she once had a mean streak is all. It comes out every now and then."

                                            "Tell me about it :/" You text back.

                                            >"Oh? Did something happen?" Rarity replies.

                                            "... Not rly. She just has her moments is all."

                                            >"Did she have one of those moments tonight?"

                                            "Kinda..."

                                            >"Are you mad at her?"

                                            "A little..."

                                            >"Want me to cheer you up? <3"

                                            >It's at this text message that you absolutely freeze.

                                            >You should stop this right here. You should tell her 'maybe another time' then just go to bed. Easy. It's the obvious choice. Only a fool would do anything else. Good. Now time to do it.

                                            >...

                                            >But you don't.

                                            >You'll be honest. Rarity is hot as hell. That hair. That fair skin. That sexy, singsong voice. Those legs... Any healthy man would have to feel something.

                                            >But you're Sunset's! You shouldn't do this! But is this really what you think it is? All it is is a friend cheering you up. It's okay? Right?

                                            >Your animal brain takes over, and you rationalize yourself into what your deepest subcoinsioius knows you'll regret.

                                            "Sure." You text.

                                            >"Meet me at the stadium.~"

                                            >You knew what that meant. Canterlot High's stadium has a room for the players to rest that's pretty fancy. It has nice beds, a pool table, a TV, a stocked fridge and pantry, a pretty view--and it's known to be host to teenagers that want to experiment

                                            >You can still stop this now... But you don't

                                            >You drive down. The whole trip there you're mentally scolding yourself.

                                            >You're a piece of shit. You're a cheater. Why don't you turn back? Why can't you be faithful?

                                            >All the insults in the world don't stop your animal instincts, however. So you park at the school grounds, and look to the stadium.

                                            >Your phone buzzes.

                                            >"I'm waiiiting~ <3" Rarity sends.

                                            >Like the dog you are, you push your guilty thoughts to the wayside... and your cock gets rock hard.

                                            >You get out and begin your trek. Those milky white tits and perky ass will soon be yours. You may be a piece of shit, but just for this moment before your world collapses--you can at least enjoy this, right?

                                            >You get to the outhouse

                                            >Every student knows the password. You dial it in and open the door.

                                            >You open it. There she is, on the couch.

                                            >Rarity instantly notices, turns her head towards the door, and smiles a sly smile.

                                            >"Anon, you came!~"

                                            >She runs up to you and hugs you, one leg lifted up.

                                            "How are you?"

                                            >"I'm doing great now." She flutters those eyes again.

                                            >She breaks the hug and struts towards the back room. Then, with a finger, she gestures you to follow. "Come with me.~"

                                            >It's happening! Your cock twitches, and you put your things down and head over.

                                            >Rarity opens the door to the back room with the beds, and-

                                            >SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!

                                            >"Aaaaahnn!" Sunset moans out as Flash fucks her doggystyle on the bed...

                                            >"Well look who finally came!" Flash takes this opportunity to fuck her harder now. The claps reverberate, and then he hilts one last time in Sunset as he cums.

                                            >"Uuuuuuhhhhhnnn~" Sunset moans.

                                            "W-what is this shit?...."

                                            >SLAP!

                                            >This time, it's Rarity's hand.

                                            >"It's your punishment, idiot! You failed the test. Did you really think I'd do anything with a loser like you?" Rarity says.

                                            >"That's right, Anon." Sunset looks at you with her afterglow and her smug smile. "I was looking for an excuse to break up with you anyway. And it turns out you're a piece of shit anyway, so now I don't even have to feel bad about it. Did you really think I'd stick around with someone like you?"

                                            >... You don't... You don't know what to say...

                                            >They're right. You were going to cheat with Rarity so...

                                            >You massage your temples.

                                            >"Nothing to say for yourself, huh? What a loser. Flash is much bigger than you down there anyway.~" Sunset's voice weighs on you heavily.

                                            >You can't stay here... You turn and run out of there.

                                            >"Faggot!" Flash calls out.

                                            >You don't care. You don't even care to get your things. You get out of there and sprint back to your car. You floor it out of there.

                                            >They were right. They were all right. You never deserved Sunset. You're a piece of shit.... You're a loser...


                                            -------------------------------------Smashing Sunset and Rarity-------------------------------

                                            "Wanna smash?"

                                            >You type it in... and you hit send.

                                            >And now, it's time to simply wait for Sunset's response.

                                            >You've... never been this forward before. You're just not sure if she'll like this sort of thing.

                                            >You feel your phone buzz. Your heart jumps.

                                            >To get rid of the nerves as fast as possible you open your screen and read the text as soon as possible.

                                            >"Sure, Anon!" Sunset replied.

                                            >You feel noticeably relieved. Then she sends another text.

                                            >"Want to go get something to eat after?"

                                            "Of course. How about that new pizza joint?"

                                            >Sunset responds quickly. "It's like this Anon..."

                                            >What's that supposed to mean? All you did was suggest a restaurant. All you can do is wait for the next message...

                                            >"Can Rarity... play with us?"

                                            >...

                                            >Did you read that right? You've got to be seeing things.

                                            >"You see she really wants to go to this one steakhouse." The next message reads. "So I figured she may as well join us in our other activites... If that's alright with you?"

                                            >You did read that right. I mean, you didn't take Sunset to be that kind of girl. Do you really want to do this with them both?

                                            "Yeah. Sure, she can come"

                                            >"Great! We'll be right there in her limo"

                                            >And there it is. This is actually happening. You have to get ready.

                                            >You shower, get some nice clothes, brush your teeth--you don't want to ruin this.

                                            >Just as you get your fresh clothes on, you hear your doorbell go off.

                                            >Time to do this, you get your bag, head down the stairs, and open the door.

                                            >"Hi Anon!"

                                            "Hi Sunset. I'm ready."

                                            >"Great." Sunset's eyelids lower. "We'll do it in the back of Rarity's limo. Alright with you?~"

                                            "Y-yeah of course."

                                            >Indeed, Rarity's private limo was parked.

                                            >You head over, Sunset opens the door and you get in after.

                                            >"Heeeey Anon!" Rarity says. "Thanks for letting me join in."

                                            "No problem."

                                            >Sunset licks her lips. "Let's go a few rounds.~ Then we'll go to the restaurant."

                                            >You all reach into your bags...

                                            >And you all pull out your 3DSs...

                                            >The game boots up and of course, you play your main--Meta Knight. Sunset chooses Donkey Kong. Rarity goes with Jiggly Puff 'because she's cute'

                                            >As expected, Rarity gets destroyed the first few times.

                                            >"Oh, come on! I just started, go easy on me!"

                                            >"Ah, ah, ah." Sunset wags her finger. "You're never going to really learn if we go easy on you."

                                            >Sunset as usual spams the sidestep like a total try hard and over uses grabs.

                                            >You're both neck and neck at the game though. Battles between you two have always been tense. You enjoy the rush of needing to build up damage on her heavy character of choice.

                                            >A few rounds in, Rarity starts to get the hang of things. It becomes a tense three way battle. And your stocks remain relatively even the whole way through.

                                            >You know partway through that this will be the last round.

                                            >When you're all on your last stock, you see sweat on each of their foreheads.

                                            >After a tense session of trading blows and recovering to the field just barely, you finally knock both of them out.

                                            "YES!"

                                            >"The winner is: Meta Knight!" The game sounds.

                                            >"Uuuugh, good job darling." Rarity sighs.

                                            >"Yeah, I'll get you next time." Sunset says.

                                            "All in a days work. Now let's go eat."

                                            >"Yeah, yeah." Sunset replies. "You know Anon."

                                            "What?"

                                            >"You're almost as good at that game as my boyfriend."


                                            ------------------------------------Shooting Your Shot (Rejection + Small Penis Humiliation)-------------------------------------------

                                            >"Seriously? With you? You've GOT to be kidding me." Sunset begins to laugh.

                                            >And it only takes a second for her six other friends to join in on it. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie in the most obvious manner. Rarity and Applejack try to suppress their chuckles for a moment before letting it all out.

                                            >Even Twilight and Fluttershy crack smiles on their faces that reveal exactly what they're really thinking under those innocent facades...

                                            >The attention of every other student in the hall is drawn to the scene.

                                            >You feel your cheeks heat. You made a mistake.

                                            >"Be honest" Sunset starts between laughs. "Did you really think this would work?"

                                            >Other students catch on and begin to chuckle too.

                                            >There's no reason to stay... you've got to just leave.

                                            >Suddenly you feel something around your waist!

                                            >Just as you look down it's too late! Snips and Snails already pants'd you, and revealed it for all to see.

                                            >The laughter explodes even more from everyone in the crowd.

                                            >In front of you, behind you, from the sides. Laughs.

                                            >"Now I KNOW I made the right choice rejecting you, Anon! What would I do with that thing!" Sunset says.

                                            >You turn tail and run.

                                            >Or so you intended, but your ankles get caught on your pants and you trip to the floor--eliciting more laughter.

                                            >You sloppily pull them up, get up, and run through the crowd in a fit of adrenaline.

                                            >... You're NOT coming back to school tomorrow...


                                            -----------------------------------It's a Full Time job (Pussy Eating)-------------------------------------------------

                                            "Mmpf"

                                            >... No response

                                            "Mmmmppf!"

                                            >Finally the two soft pressures on the sides of your head, that are Sunset's thighs release you.

                                            >"What is it, Anon? This better be good."

                                            >You catch your breath.

                                            "I can't... breathe..."

                                            >Sunset rolls her eyes and continues pressing away at her controller. "Ugh, fine. Suddenly furniture is so needy these days."

                                            >Your mistress is in one of those moods again today.

                                            >You don't want to upset her... So you do your best to catch your breath as soon as possible.

                                            >Furniture serves its master without any complaints, after all. For as long as the master needs it. So you're doing a bad job.

                                            >Sunset reaches over and grabs a handful of popcorn, stuffs it in her beautiful mouth, and goes back to playing.

                                            >For a moment, you make eye contact with those gorgeous green eyes of hers.

                                            >"If you have the energy to stare at me, then you have the energy to suck my clit, dog."

                                            "Y-yes mistress."

                                            >You feel her hand move across the back of your head, and you're hit face first once again in the honey pot.

                                            >And once again those soft, yet firm thighs caress your head.


                                            -----------------------------------Sunzoned (Friendzoning)----------------------------------------------------------------

                                            >It's like a dream come true.

                                            >The people. The lights. The stores. The food courts. The arcades.

                                            >Ah, the mall

                                            >And the perfect cherry on top walks right next to you.

                                            >Those beautiful wide hips that sway ever so slightly with her walk. That gorgeous blonde and red hair.

                                            >Sunset Shimmer... is alone with YOU. This is too perfect.

                                            >You both get up to the cashier and you put the clothes on the counter.

                                            >She scans all the items, and rings up the price--Four. Hundred. Dollars.

                                            >Sunset furrows her brow, and then digs around in her purse. And digs... and digs...

                                            >"Ah, come on. Where is..." Sunset begins to mumble.

                                            >The cashier raises an eyebrow, and you become acutely aware of the line behind you two.

                                            >Just as the situation begins to get awkward, you decide to take action.

                                            "It's alright."

                                            >You get out your wallet, and hand the cashier your credit card.

                                            >"Anon, you don't have to-"

                                            "It's already done anyway. It's cool."

                                            >You put your hand on her head and slightly ruffle that hair of hers.

                                            >Sunset smiles.

                                            >The cashier giggles and hands you your credit card, the receipt, and the bags.

                                            >"Just what else are boyfriends good for, anyway?" The cashier quips.

                                            >You pick up the bags.

                                            >"Oh, we're just friends." Sunset says.

                                            >That's right... It sure is good to be friends with Sunset.


                                            >As you pull up to Sunset's apartment complex, Sunset stops. "Umm, I realized I need your help with something. Are you still free for the rest of the day?"

                                            >Of course, you need to do some work around your own place and a project due on Monday--but you'll happily put it on hold for the girl.

                                            "Yeah. What is it?"

                                            >Sunset claps her hands together. "I just need to get your opinion on one more outfit. Is that alright? It'll be fast. Promise!"

                                            >Being alone with Sunset at her place? And watching her dress up for you no less? You were alright with this before you were even born.

                                            >But when she smiles and flutters her eyelashes like that, it only drives it home.

                                            "Of course! Oh, uh. I mean, sure whatever..."

                                            >Sunset giggles.

                                            >You carry her bags up to her room.

                                            >When you get to her door, you feel your cheeks flush and your stomach churn.

                                            >You're actually going to be at her place... What's it like? Is she a girly girl? Or maybe it will be tomboyish? What's it smell like?

                                            >It feels like forever as she unlocks the door and opens it.

                                            >"Come in."

                                            >You waste no time. You're distracted from the exhaustion in your arms from carrying the bags by taking in the scenery.

                                            >It may not be the most extravagant place on paper, but... it's Sunset's place. That makes it special.

                                            >And you're alone... with her...

                                            "... This place is amazing..."

                                            >You speak under your breath

                                            >"What was that?"

                                            "Uh, where should I put this stuff?"

                                            >"Oh, just on the couch for now."

                                            >You go over and do as told. Relief washes over you as your arms are freed from the weight.

                                            >But you can't help yourself from continuing to take in every detail of this sacred place

                                            >Suddenly you feel something on your shoulder and you jump

                                            "Ya!"

                                            >Sunset giggles. "Why are you so rigid all of the sudden, Anon? Let loose. It's just an apartment. Did you notice a ghost or something?"

                                            "Hahaha, n-no."

                                            >"Need something to drink?"

                                            "No thank you."

                                            >"Alright..." Sunset lowers her eyelids. "Then let's get right to it."

                                            >Sunset digs bags for a moment, sloppily sorting things out.

                                            >Halfway through, she notices you standing. "Oh, you can have a seat at my roller chair."

                                            >You happily oblige.

                                            >Finally she seems to get the outfit she's looking for... and you have to fight to not stare with your mouth agape.

                                            >A two piece swimsuit. Seriously?

                                            >She notices you and gives you a sly smile. "I just have to know how I look in this before me and the girls take our trip. I was too embarrassed to ask at the store."

                                            "T-t-that's fine! No problem."

                                            >This has to be a dream. But you know it isn't.

                                            >Then, your attention is stolen again by another spectacle.

                                            >Sunset takes off her shirt. And reveals that white bra of hers.

                                            >Her graceful neck, bosom, shoulders, and cleavage... it's captivating.

                                            >It takes you too long to realize you're staring and you swirl around in that chair.

                                            "Oh! S-Sorry I didn't mean to stare!"

                                            >"Hmm? What's wrong, Anon?"

                                            >What? What's wrong? What does she mean what's wrong!?

                                            >"It's alright, me and the girls try on outfits for each other all the time, you don't have to look away."

                                            "Umm..."

                                            >I mean, she's okay with it. So you should take this chance!

                                            >It takes you a bit to steel your resolve. Then you swirl around again.

                                            >Once you do she already has the bottom on that glorious waist of hers. And she finishes tying the bikini top behind her back then opens her eyes.

                                            >"So?" She gives you a pose. "How does it look?"

                                            >Obviously, it looks incredible. Anything would look incredible on her, but this. Her legs and torso look even better than you could ever imagine during your 'sessions' at night.

                                            >You notice you already are staring mouth agape and seek to correct it.

                                            >Sunset notices and giggles.

                                            >Then you realize you actually have to say words.

                                            "Beautiful. You look amazing."

                                            >"Aww thanks, you're so sweet! I have to do some homework now, but thanks for coming."

                                            "N-no problem."

                                            >You stand up, and freeze as you see Sunset approach you.

                                            >You stand rigidly as Sunset wraps her arms around you. You can feel her every curve... and smell her... She's so close.

                                            "Thanks, bestie!"

                                            >She let's you go, and you leave.

                                            >... It takes Herculean effort to focus on the road riding on the high you're on...

                                            >It sure is good to be friends with Sunset.


                                            -------------------------------------Sunzoned 2 (Friendzoning)---------------------------------------------------------

                                            >You had planned to take this day off from school for a long time.

                                            >You woke up, and smiled at the thought that you could just close your eyes once more.

                                            >It was Friday. And the day ahead would be nothing but games, pizza, and internet browsing

                                            >BZZZZ

                                            >It's your phone.

                                            >Reaching over to you nightstand and bringing it over to your face--you see that it's a text from Sunset.

                                            >"Anon! I forgot my favorite shampoo. Gym will end soon pls bring it to me!?"

                                            >Right. Sunset has gym first period. And she knows about your day off... You're way too comfortable in your bed though. Do you really have to do this?

                                            >You think about closing the phone and pretending you didn't wake up until later-

                                            >BZZZZ

                                            >"I know you're awake. Anon PLSSS?"

                                            >Ugh. There's no way you can say no to this girl, after all.

                                            "Omw" You text back.

                                            >So you drag yourself out of bed and go through your morning routine as quickly as humanly possible. First period should be ending in half an hour, so you rush through your own shower, teeth brushing, and sloppy breakfast of buttered bread

                                            >You rush outside, get in your car, and drive to Sunsets.

                                            >She's told you the code to the apartment of course, and she (very stereotypically) keeps the spare key to her apartment under the mat.

                                            >In Sunset's apartment once again... and it's your first time alone.

                                            >You're on a strict schedule though. So you get to the bathroom, get the shampoo, and leave.

                                            >You nearly run a few lights as you drive to school.

                                            >You have like five minutes until the bell when you actually enter the building.

                                            "Where are you, Sunset? I'm here" You text

                                            >Your phone buzzes with a reply immediately "Locker room"

                                            >You stop in your tracks for a moment. Was she... serious? How are you supposed to get to her.

                                            >Your thoughts are interrupted by another text. "Anon, hurry!!"

                                            >You get to the locker room, take a deep breath, and enter.

                                            >All you have to do is hand her the shampoo and leave... right?

                                            >You open the door... Girls. Many half naked. It doesn't take long for heads to turn.

                                            >Of course. A boy was in here after all. THAT wasn't supposed to happen.

                                            >You panic as you try to scan the room to find Sunset. As long as she's here you'll have an explanation, but it has to happen fast.

                                            >So, where is she!

                                            >"Uhhh! Why is there a boy in here!? What are you doing here, creep!" Some freshman shouts.

                                            >Many more heads turn, and you freeze in sheer fear.

                                            "Ummm, I-I just..."

                                            >You're fucked. What do you do now!?

                                            >"Oh him?"

                                            >You know that voice, it belongs to Rainbow Dash. "That's just Sunset's friend, everyone. He's harmless. Anon, she's in the shower by the way."

                                            >"Oh yes, Anon wouldn't hurt a fly." Fluttershy is also here to back you up.

                                            >"Eh, THAT's the guy? Alright." Sonata says.

                                            >Like some miracle, everyone goes back to minding their own business.

                                            >It still takes you a moment to get your body under control and unfreeze yourself.

                                            >You'd still rather not be in this situation. You quickly head to the shower.

                                            >Behind the curtain, she must be there.

                                            "S-Sunset, I have it."

                                            >Sunset peeks her head out from behind the curtain. "Oh good! You're a life saver!"

                                            >You give her the fabled item, and she retreats once again behind the curtain. "Thanks, bestie!"

                                            >You turn tail and power walk out of there.

                                            >As you get to the exit you hear one more voice. "PFFT! Good luck, lover boy!" Gilda shouts, followed by giggles across the room.

                                            >... It sure is good to be friends with Sunset.


                                            -----------------------------------A Fatal Mistake...(Embarassing Situation)-------------------------------------------------------

                                            >You take another bite of your pizza and savor the taste.

                                            >Ahh, pepperoni. It's basic, but it always works.

                                            >As always in these situations however, you have to eat fast to have the pretext to grab another slice before the others take them up.

                                            >Speaking of, Rainbow Dash grabs another slice you were eyeing... "Wow Sunset, your place is pretty nice."

                                            >"Yeah, I was expecting a place a little more run down." Twilight concurs. "No offense."

                                            >"None taken." Sunset says between bites.

                                            >"So now that we're here, what are we gonna do for FUN!?" Pinkie asks.

                                            "How about we play a game or two to start off? I've been itching to get back at some of you for last time."

                                            >Laughs are had around the counter as you all recall the incident.

                                            >Applejack nearly spits out her drink. "Sure thing, Anon. Let's go through that again."

                                            "Hahaha. But first, where's the bathroom?"

                                            >Sunset points. "Oh, just down that short hall. No way you can miss it."

                                            >You go down to the bathroom and open the door. It's... clean.

                                            >Well, almost clean.

                                            >You spot one thing on the ground. And admittedly, you can't take your eyes off it.

                                            >... Sunset's bra.

                                            >You definitely shouldn't pick it up or anything. Or say anything, right? That'd be awkward.

                                            >You decide to just do your business and leave. It was there before anyway.

                                            >As you flush, wash your hands, and open the door it comes to your attention again.

                                            >Sunset's... breasts have been in that.

                                            >Just- Just one look.

                                            >You pick up the bra and inspect the inside.

                                            >Then... you sniff it.

                                            >"Oh, by the way Anon- GASP"

                                            >You jump at the sight of Sunset walking by as you had her bra to your face.

                                            >"What the FUCK are you doing, Anon!?"

                                            "W-wait, it was already-"

                                            >Naturally the other girls rush in and see the scene... You still have the incriminating bra in your hand.

                                            "I-I-I"

                                            >"Ugh! I can NOT believe you, Darling!" Rarity shouts.

                                            >Fluttershy hides behind her hair. "... Boys are gross." She mumbles.

                                            >"Anon, get OUT!" Sunset shouts.

                                            >As soon as Rainbow brings her phone out to record you, you realize you have nothing left to lose.

                                            >The video's as good as out there now.

                                            >Now... will you go down empty handed, or will you get out with the temple's treasure even if you did trigger the trap?

                                            >You tighten your grip on the bra. There's no going back now!

                                            >You push through the crowd of girls and book it out of the hallway.

                                            >"HEY, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING, ANON!?" Sunset yells.

                                            >"You dang, CREEP!" Applejack shouts.

                                            >As you move through the living room you trip on Sunset's backpack, and face plant on the bra so you're smelling the sweet sensation once again. It almost dulls the pain of the fall.

                                            >Rainbow Dash bursts into laughter as she continues to film the spectacle.

                                            >Adrenaline has filled you to the brim, so you no longer even register the shouts of profanity and insults the girls are directing at you.

                                            >You scramble to get up, and when you look back just for a moment...

                                            >You see the most furious feminine faces you've ever seen. The ancient's must have cursed you with the flashbacks of Medusa.

                                            >If you didn't lose everything before, you definitely have now.

                                            >Except this bra!!

                                            >You sloppily run for the door, scramble to turn the knob as the raging females continue their wild chase.

                                            >You get out in the nick of time and sprint down the hallway.

                                            >You take a whiff of that musky, soft, Sunset-touched bra one more time... and it gives you the energy to complete your escape.


                                            ----------------------------Cafeteria Trouble (Humiliation)---------------------------------------------------------------

                                            >SLAP!

                                            >"Ugh, are you serious, Flash!?"

                                            >Flash just slapped Sunset's ass, and is giggling like a schoolgirl along with his friends as he passes by to his table.

                                            >"Don't go, that's the last straw!"

                                            >That one gets the attention of the entire cafeteria. Heads turn all around, and conversation quiets down.

                                            >Flash and his goonies stop, and face the girl. "What's wrong, sweet cheeks? It's all in good fun."

                                            >"Just because I dumped you, doesn't give you the permission to act this way towards me."

                                            >Flash makes a show of slicking back his hair, and turning on that 'swagger' of his that's all too infuriatingly overconfident. "Oh come on, it's only a matter of time before we're back together. I'm just marking what's mine."

                                            >The boys flanking Flash start to laugh more, and Sunset balls her fists and fumes.

                                            >STOMP

                                            >You get the attention of everyone as you step in in front of Sunset.

                                            "That's enough. Leave her alone."

                                            >There's a standoff for maybe two seconds, but it feels like a week...

                                            >The eyes of the crowd are now on you. As well as the judgemental gaze of Flash, and his friends. Not to mention the unsure look Sunset's giving you.

                                            >You admit. You're nervous... but something in you MADE you step up.

                                            >"AAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Anon!? And what is a loser like you going to do?" Flash laughs.

                                            >The entire cafeteria bursts into laughter with him.

                                            >But you expected this! His distraction is your chance!

                                            >You run at him with the bowl of soup that was *going* to be your lunch.

                                            >And you aim it at Flash's face!

                                            >His eyes widen and you just know the moment of truth will come!

                                            >Then the next second!

                                            >SPLAT! CLANG!

                                            >...

                                            >You feel sticky goo all over your face and clothes as you lie on the ground. Flash, having dodged your surprise attack, has left you to bathe in your own shame.

                                            >AHAHAHAHAAHHHAHAHAHAHAAAA!

                                            >The entire cafeteria bursts once again into laughter.

                                            >"Nice job trying to play hero, loser!" Flash taunts as he begins to kick your grounded form.

                                            >His friends join in, and you curl up and try to protect yourself as best you can.

                                            >Your back, your face, your stomach--all are assaulted by the barrage of kicks. The orchestra of laughter is the perfect background music for your failure.

                                            >"C-come on Flash, knock it off." Sunset says. "Let's go, whatever..."

                                            >"Finally starting to see reason, huh?" Flash spits on you, then finally leaves to walk next to Sunset.

                                            >The last thing you see through your bruised, tear and soup covered eyes is Flash escorting Sunset with his hand on her ass once again.

                                            >Neither of them even bother to look back...


                                            ---------------------------------------------------------Valentine's Date (Rejection)----------------------------------------------------


                                            >The waiter FINALLY shows up to save the day. "One steak cooked medium." He sets the steaming dish along with the sides down in front of you.

                                            >"And catfish for the lady." Sunset's dish is set in front of her, and you take a moment yourself to see just how delicious her meal looks too.

                                            "Thanks a lot." You give the waiter a nod.

                                            >"No problem. Enjoy, you two." He winks and goes on her merry way past the other tables and guests.

                                            "That sure does look good, haha." You scratch your neck, and you've already let out the awkward laugh before you realized just how grating it sounded.

                                            >"... Yeah." Sunset picks through her food with a bored look on her face, eats a little, then taps away on her phone.

                                            "Uhh, sooo... that project for Mrs. Harshwhinnys class is pretty rough, huh?"

                                            >Sunset doesn't bother to look up at you. "I guess..."  She continues to tap on her phone and pick at her food...

                                            >You begin to feel your cheeks heat, and butterflies in your stomach churn.

                                            "H-how are your friends doing?" You pause, before you realize how awkward that sounds, then you put your hands up in defense. "N-n-not that I'm not concerned with you too. It's just... how's things with you and your friends, haha..."

                                            >"... We're alright..."

                                            >Another pause.

                                            >Then Sunset laughs at something she sees on her phone apparently.

                                            "Oh, what is it?"

                                            >Sunset's countenance noticeably dims at your response. "Nothing, just an inside joke."

                                            >Sunset sighs and stands. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, alright."

                                            "R-right, take your time."

                                            >She goes off and you stare down at your food in dejection.

                                            >You're completely blowing this.

                                            >You get up and decide you need to go to the bathroom and get yourself together too.

                                            >You do your business, flush, exit the (actually pretty clean and fancy) stall, and go wash your hands.

                                            >After you're done to take a moment to look at yourself in the mirror.

                                            >That suit, that shaved face, that combed hair, but a frown.

                                            >You put your fingers to the corners of your mouth and force a smile on yourself.

                                            "I'm not going to give up yet."

                                            >You managed to go on a date with THE Sunset Shimmer. Guys would kill to be in your position. There's no chance in hell you're going to let this chance pass you by. This once in a lifetime chance.

                                            >You're going to go back to the table and show that girl a good time. You know it.

                                            >As you turn to leave, you see something out of the corner of your eye.

                                            >Turning back you look out the window.

                                            >... And you see Sunset talking to her friends--Applejack and Rainbow Dash.

                                            >They're about to leave in Applejack's truck!

                                            >You don't think, you push past the other man in the bathroom (much to his annoyance).

                                            >Running through the restaurant with no care in the world, you make it back to your table and pick up the crucial items. You sprint out of the restaurant despite the odd looks from guests and the shouts of inquiry.

                                            >You exit out to the cold air.

                                            >You book it to that car... and you confront her.

                                            >"Ugh, seriously? I told you we should have hurried up, Applejack!" Rainbow complains.

                                            >"Well if SOMEONE didn't-"

                                            "Sunset!"

                                            >You cut off Applejack's sentence and get right to what's really important.

                                            >With your eyes beginning to well up, you present the Valentine's chocolates assorted into that heart shaped container, and those roses you've been hiding.

                                            "Please. Please give me another chance. Just tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it!"

                                            >Sunset sighs. "Look Anon, it's just-"

                                            "I love you."

                                            >Pause... Time stops after you said the fated words.

                                            "I love you, Sunset. Just give me the chance."

                                            >You take a few cautionary steps forward, chocolates and roses in hand.

                                            "Just one more chance..."

                                            >Sunset looks conflicted for a moment, looks over at the ground, then sighs once more. "No, Anon. Look, I have to be honest now. I only agreed to this to be nice. That's all it's ever been for the past few weeks. You were all alone at school, so I wanted to try to cheer you up. I don't like you like that, Anon."

                                            >The light leaves your eyes, and you lower your cargo. Your gaze begins to fall.

                                            >"Let's go, girls."

                                            >Rainbow Dash and Applejack look at each other conflicted, then they get into the vehicle.

                                            >As they drive up you feel a drop fall.

                                            >Then another. Then another. Then many, many more.

                                            >The waiter comes up next to you, and puts his hand on your shoulder.

                                            >You look over to him with no emotion at all.

                                            >"... It's on the house, bud. Good luck." He gives you a short nod of sympathy, and goes back into the restaurant...

                                            >The rain continues to drench you...


                                            -----------------------------------------Mommyset to the Rescue (Self Explanatory)---------------------------------------

                                            >Adrenaline pulses through your veins as you finesse the ball with your feet.

                                            >As the opponent marches towards you, you feint left.

                                            >He stays still.

                                            >You move right.

                                            >He moves right.

                                            >Finally, you end that feint and push left!

                                            >Having sucessfully thrown him off, the goal is within reach!

                                            >You reel your leg back and kick the soccerball as hard as you can--and-!

                                            >A miss.

                                            >BUZZZZZZ

                                            >Time runs out on the score board, and the referee blows the whistle.

                                            >"YEESSSSS!" A chorus of applause and cheers vibrate through the air as the other team celebrates.

                                            >In contrast, yours has dejected faces, a grumpy coach, and already emptying stands.

                                            >You get to the sidelines and do your best to ignore all the disgruntled looks you get.

                                            >You get your water, the coach gathers the players and gives the usual spiel about always doing your best and 'getting them next time', and the players are free to go for the weekend.

                                            >As you dust off your shoes and shorts and get ready to leave, Flash, Bulk Biceps, and Timber block your path.

                                            >... You should have seen this one coming.

                                            >"You had that in the bag, Anon?" Timber starts with crossed arms. "Way to fuck it up."

                                            >"He was this bad last year in fifth grade, too." Flash adds with a laugh. "He just never learns. Why did you even bother staying on the team?"

                                            >"YEAAAH!" Bulk says with enthusiasm.

                                            You look at a (suddenly very appealing) spot of grass. "Yeah, whatever. I'm going home what's done is done."

                                            >As you try to walk past you're pushed back by Flash. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. I think someone needs to finally pay for dragging this team down. What do you think, boys?"

                                            >"Yeaahhh." Bulk cracks his knuckles.

                                            >Timber gets a smug smile on his face.

                                            >As others on the team notice the commotion they begin to surround you, and you're not sure if it's just to spectate...

                                            "S-seriously guys. Back off!"

                                            >"Or what?" Your stomach drops as Flash's smile gets wider, and the three begin to close in on you.


                                            >...You've never actually been in a fight before. What do you do?

                                            >You get into some vague stance that you *think* is a fighting stance.

                                            >Vibrations run through your legs and arms... Can you really do this.

                                            >"Anon!"

                                            >Everyone's attention turns.

                                            >"Oh Anon, there you are!"

                                            >You're wrapped in a suffocating grip as the soft arms, breasts, and face threaten to drown you.

                                            >"How's my little pumpkin doing? Did you enjoy the game?"

                                            "Mom, you're embarassing me!"

                                            >Indeed she is. Your cheeks reach volcanic temperatures as you're let go and you see the faces of your team mates.

                                            >But then you realize... they're not paying attention to you.

                                            >No, all eyes are focused on something else. On someone else.

                                            >All the boys, including Flash, Bulk, and Timber--have their eyes glued to your mom.

                                            >Mom kneels down and faces Flash. "And you must be Anon's friend, nice to meet you. I'm Mrs. Shimmer."

                                            >Flash looks shocked for a moment, and then gets a devious look in his eyes.

                                            >He spreads his arms. "Nice to meet you, I'm Flash."

                                            >Mom's face lights up, and she returns the hug.

                                            >And you get the most annoying shit eating grin you've ever gotten in your life from Flash as he hugs her just a little too enthusiastically... And just a little too low...

                                            >All the other boys present realize it too, and fight hard to stop their snickers and stifle their amused expressions.

                                            >Mom finally breaks the hug. "Aww, you're too cute. Anon, you should bring your friends over some time."

                                            >"You know, you really should." Timber says with a smug smile.

                                            "N-no, that's okay. I'm really busy right now with... a secret school project! Right"

                                            >You grab your mom's arm and tug at it.

                                            "Speaking of, we should really get going mom? Remember that thing you're baking?"

                                            >"Hmm? I'm not baking anyth-"

                                            "I mean I'M baking! I left the oven on oh no what if the house burns down!? Let's go."

                                            >"Oh you." Mom gives you one last embarassing display as she ruffles your hair. "How many times have I told you not to use the kitchen without permission? Now let's go."

                                            >The other boys snicker at you as mom holds your hand and walks away with you.

                                            >You almost feel total relief as you leave though.

                                            >Almost... as you can't stand seeing the boys stare at your mom's butt when you turn your head back one last time...


                                            -------------------------------RVPE (Self Explanatory)----------------------------------------------------------------------------------


                                            >The vibrations of the millions of raindrops raiding the city reverberate through the world.

                                            >Adjusting your black poncho, you continue the course...

                                            >Dim streetlight after dim streetlight you pass by in this city scape.

                                            >You blend with the sparse crowd as you stalk your prey.

                                            >Block after block you pass.

                                            >And the prey begins to catch on.

                                            >What was once perhaps a leisurly nightwalk becomes an increasingly paranoid powerwalk.

                                            >Down lesser traveled roads, through sidewalks covered with cracks, finally over fences and through alleyways.

                                            >And the chase becomes more hectic as your shoe collides with a puddle and causes a splash.

                                            >Unfortunately for her, she caught on too late. The lights, now nearly non existent. The crowd, all but gone.

                                            >One final and fatal turn for the one on the lower level of the foodchain... and it's over.

                                            >As you close in, she takes out her phone. "Stop it right there! I-I'm going to call the cops!"

                                            >You get a good look at that rain-wetted red and blonde hair, as well her makeup smearing.

                                            >You smile.

                                            >"Not a step c-closer." She takes a step back. "I'll do it..."

                                            >You close in for the kill.

                                            >She screams and runs to the back of the alley in her adrenaline.

                                            >When she realizes her folly, she quickly turns around and tries to get around you.

                                            >You catch her arm.

                                            >"Let me go! HEEEELP!"

                                            >She tries to beat you off with her other arm, but you manage to catch it too.

                                            >As you pin her to the cold, wet brick wall kicks begin to fly.

                                            >"LET ME GO! LET. ME. GOOOO!"

                                            >As you block her kicks with your own legs you begin to get angered.

                                            >SLAP!

                                            >... Echos rise as you slap her. Which serves to highten the volume of her screams for a moment.

                                            >The struggle contiues as you get her to the ground.

                                            >You're not going to waste anymore time. You go for her pants button.

                                            "This was a long time coming, fucking bitch."

                                            >"NO! STOP IT! SOMEONE HELP!"

                                            >But you know you're the only 'help' coming for her.

                                            >She fights with your hands as you unbutton her jeans and reveal those panties you've always dreamed of seeing.

                                            >Sure, you didn't think you'd see them quite in circumstances like this, but a win's a win.

                                            >"Please... Please st-stop.... Please..." Sunset's face begins to distort as her screams transition to cries.

                                            >But tears won't stop you now. Not anymore. You're going to take what you're owed... You're going to take what you DESERVE.

                                            "Shut the fuck up, bitch." You hit her in the face again.

                                            >As her hands move to massage her face, you move on to those panties. Sliding them down... you almost zone out looking at the sight you've always dreamed of seeing.

                                            >But you still have work to do.

                                            >You move on to your pants. You unbutton and unzip.

                                            >Sunset begins to panic again in attempt to bring her own pants back up. "LEAVE ME ALONE! FUCK OFF!" Her screams now disorted and emotional like that of a crying child.

                                            >As you lower your underwear and release your rod, you have to quickly move and get to work on her clothes again.

                                            >Her last ditch struggle in an uncoordinated lash of all her limbs. But you've straddled her too well.

                                            "Stop moving, princess. You know you want this. Stop pretending you don't, you fucking slut."

                                            >POW!

                                            >"AaAAaaagh!"

                                            >You don't like punching that pretty face, but if she's not going to cooperate with what's for her own good...

                                            >You get her pants and panties down once more... and it's time.

                                            >"Please... please dooOOnnN't" Sunset sniffs and sobs. "Pleease... I'll do anything else."

                                            "What about all the people that begged you for mercy before you bullied them, huh? What about their mercy."

                                            >Sunset cries more. Tears mixing with the rain and further bastardizing the makeup you didn't think could get more bastardized. "Pleaaassssseee! I'm sorry I'm sorry I"m sooooorrry!"

                                            >... You do it.


                                            >Well, that was all about half a decade ago.

                                            >And as you see Sunset at the strip club, she avoids eye contact, looks down, frowns, and slinks off.

                                            >She was never the same after that day. She drifted from her friends. Grades dropped. Got into drugs. Dropped out. Didn't graduate.

                                            >By the time senior year hit, she was just an old memory.

                                            >'Hey, everyone remember Sunset Shimmer? I wonder what happened to her?' That conversation would come up every now and then, but of course it was nothing but a fleeting memory.

                                            >THAT Sunset was dead... And you killed her.


                                            ---------------------------------------------------It's all Revealed (Small Penis Humiliation)--------------------------------------


                                            Stretch your thighs, breathe in deeply, reach down to touch your toes, and bask in the sunlight.

                                            >Runners in the PE class begin to trickle through the finish line bit by bit.

                                            >Those who are done, like yourself, have the luxury of waiting on everyone and getting sips from the water cooler.

                                            >You take some time to enjoy the breeze...

                                            >Your attention is caught by a particular classmate making her final sprint towards the finish line.

                                            >Her eyes are closed tight as she pumps those arms and moves those legs through to the promise land.

                                            "Way to go, Sunset!"

                                            >She notices and looks your way.

                                            >And you jump a bit.

                                            >You spoke without thinking... What now?

                                            >"Ah thanks." Sunset says between breaths. "Anon, is it?"

                                            >You pause for a moment before you realize you have to actually respond with words.

                                            "Y-yeah. That's me. And... you're Sunset, right?"

                                            >Sunset blinks. "Umm, yeah. That is what you just said."

                                            "O-Oh right?" You scratch your neck and awkwardly laugh.

                                            >Sunset giggles in response. "You must have had a decent run yourself since you're sitting here watching. Or did you even run at all, huh?"

                                            "Oh come on, of course I ran. Oh, do you need some water. I could get you some."

                                            >Sunset smiles. "No need for that, let's go together."

                                            >You walk to the water cooler together, and as you go you just can't help but notice... how 'shapely' Sunset really is in that gym outfit.

                                            >Those short shorts for the girls really doesn't leave much to the imagination. Her long, smooth legs. That gorgeous torso of hers. And... that chest. Not to mention her perfectly shaped face.

                                            >Unf.

                                            >Between sips of water, you two get to talking again.

                                            >"... but PE in the morning is better, you know? You can get it over with before you're exhausted by the drudgery of class."

                                            "Yeah, for sure. I made the mistake of having it for last period last semester, and..."

                                            >"Umm, Anon."

                                            >You're caught off guard.

                                            "Yeah, what is it?" You look at her face and your stomach drops.

                                            >She's sneering. A look of disgust.

                                            >You freeze. It's code red when you get that kind of look from a girl. Is there something on your face? Did you say something wrong? Did you do something wrong?

                                            >A billion possibilities flow through your head as you panic to try to correct this situation.

                                            >Sunset motions her eyes down and back up to your face a few times, as to signal for you to look down. "...Have something to tell me?"

                                            >You look down. First on the ground. Did you step on something?

                                            >But then you realize... it's you. It's all in your head.

                                            >No, not in your brain. In your second head. *It* is erect.

                                            >And you're in gym shorts, so it's painfully obvious.

                                            >Your cheeks flush, and you feel fear and embarrassment.

                                            >"I didn't want to say anything... but this is kinda creepy." Sunset says.

                                            "I-I-I didn't mean to. I-I mean I can't control-"

                                            >"I did notice you stealing glances at me a little too long... Show some respect, Anon." Sunset crosses her arms and frowns. "Apologize."

                                            "Err... I'm sorry." You look down in shame.

                                            >"Good, now ready for your punishment?"

                                            You look back up at her face, this time with a confused look. "Punishment?"

                                            >Sunset grows a wide, smug smile on her face. "Yes. Punishment. I know exactly what a perv like you deserves."

                                            "What... What would that be?"

                                            >It happens in an instant.

                                            >You didn't even know this girl could be that fast.

                                            >Like lightning her arms moved. Like a professional baseball player swinging his bat. Like a Cheetah closing in on its prey. Like a meteor crushing into a planet.

                                            >Your groin, thighs, knees, everything... it's all revealed to the world.

                                            >And just as the last of your classmates pass the finish line, and all the others nearby were there to see as the commotion starts.

                                            >Sunset laughs along with the crowd.

                                            >"AHAHAHAAA! NICE PEANUT, ANON!" Some unidentified male voice yells.

                                            >The female voices aren't any more encouraging. "Welp, guess my boyfriend really isn't the smallest one around, Ahahahaaha!" Some girl giggles.

                                            >You're so embarrassed that it doesn't even occur to you to cover it up.

                                            >All the laughs and pointing and attention. You're too afraid to move.

                                            >"Little dick Anon! Little dick Anon! Little dick Anon! Little dick Anon!" The mocking chant rings again and again and again for what feels like an eternity.

                                            >Finally you come to and pull your shorts up, and you begin another run... But you can never be fast enough to outrun your shame.

                                            >You hear Sunset's voice ring out one last time as you make your sloppy escape. "Where are you going!? Not gonna sweep me off my feet, huh dicklet!?"


                                            -----------------------------------------------------------------Drunken Stupor (Tease)------------------------------------------------------


                                            >You stumble into the hotel room, and clumsily slam the door.

                                            >Once again you get to take in the hotel room. It's pretty nice actually.

                                            >A slick, wide TV. A pretty view of the mountains. A clean bed. A menu on the night stand to order food whenever necessary.

                                            >You'd really be able to appreciate it fully... If it weren't for the massive weight on your back.

                                            >"Hic! Applejack's such a bitch! Me? Out of line!? Hic!" Sunset's limb body weighs on you as she complains in her drunken stupor. Her imbalance is beginning to affect you.

                                            "Yeah, yeah. She's horrible..."

                                            >Shallow agreement is all you can offer right now. It's not like she means any of this. There's no point in an actual argument.

                                            >"I plan this-HIC-retreat for MONTHS! I j-just wanted to have a good time with my f-fwends." Her sobs begin to stain your shirt...

                                            >You lead her to the bed, and gently lay her on it.

                                            "Yeah, you did your best..."

                                            >"And she has the AUDA-HIC... AUDASSITY to accuse ME!" Sunset's words slur more and more.

                                            >You sit and listen to her directionless ranting for a while and give nods and 'uh huhs' where appropriate...

                                            >She sloppily takes off her jacket, shoes, and pants and throws them to random locations in the room while she rants about the waiter, the resort staff, and her friends.

                                            "Hey, stop throwing things..." You state it half heartedly, because you're not sure if she'll heed any warnings right now. You're cautious that she may get angrier.

                                            >You think about leaving before she takes anything else off..., but instead she sits in the fetal position on her bed. "You're the only real friend I-HIC!- have left, Anon..."

                                            >This gets your attention.

                                            >Sunset scoots over to you, and leans on you.

                                            >And you realize just how close she is. The scent of her hair. That beautiful face. That smooth skin... That smell of alcohol on her breath.

                                            >You know it's not true. She has other friends for sure, but... hearing her say that. I makes your heart leap.

                                            "Really?"

                                            >Sunset lays back on the bed and stretches out her arms as if asking for a hug. "Hold m-me Annnonn." She has a dazed look on her face. And then in twists into a playful scowl. "B-but donn -HIC!- don't try any funny business, Anonnn!"

                                            >You know you should leave. You should.

                                            >You need to leave this drunk girl to herself for the night. Anything less would be the betrayal of a friend.

                                            >So you clench your fists. You close your eyes tightly. You get up, and you turn to leave.

                                            >You have no idea how hard this is, Sunset. You have no idea how much I'd want to just-

                                            >"Annoonnn... Don't go..."

                                            >You stop, and turn back.

                                            >... You can't say no. That pleading, gorgeous face of hers is calling out for you. The girl of your dreams....

                                            >"Hold -HIC!- me, Anon."

                                            >You kick off your shoes, throw off your jacket, and you go to the girl.

                                            >You lie right next to her on the bed, and you hold her.

                                            "I'm here." Is all you say.

                                            >You embrace her tightly. Holding her is all she asked for, after all. As long as you stick to this... It's okay, right?

                                            >The goofiest smile of all time moves across her face. "Yaaaayyyy.~"

                                            >Sunset keeps that goofy, contagious, drunken smile of hers.

                                            >And then... you get hard.

                                            >She looks at you with those beautiful teal eyes, and you look down to her perfect lips, then her smooth neck, then her cleavage, and that hint of belly button showing just under her shirt.

                                            >As Sunset shifts, her breasts push together. "..uuu're my bessss frenn, Anon."

                                            >This elicits another twitch of your cock.

                                            >This is bad. You need iron will. You can't take advantage of a drunk girl. Especially not Sunset.

                                            >If you fuck this up, you'll never be able to forgive yourself.

                                            >Sunset shifts, and turns around.

                                            >And you get a vie of her backside. Those hips. Those black panties. Those... cheeks.

                                            >It nearly starts to get painful in your groin with how rigid it is down there now.

                                            >If only this was just some random drunk slut. Maybe then you'd mount her right here and now and relieve yourself. If only.

                                            >You begin to feel your pants stain ever so slightly with precum.

                                            >Sunset turns around once more to face you. And this time puts one leg over yours, then she hugs herself to you again, pushing her breasts against you.

                                            >She's so close... You can smell her, feel her, see so much, hear her soft moans, you can even almost taste her scent.

                                            >Your cock twitches again.

                                            >But there's nothing you can do. Nothing you WILL do. You can't hurt a friend...

                                            >Sunset eventually falls a sleep with a satisfied smile, but all you get is some painful blue balls.

                                            >It is a sleepless night for you.


                                            ----------------------------------------------Caught (embarassing situation)-----------------------------------------------


                                            >SPLASH!

                                            >"Hahaha, nice try Rainbow!"

                                            >"I'm going to get you once before this field trip is over!"

                                            >You smile as you watch the girls from the seashore.

                                            >Reaching over, you grab your slurpie to make sure it's consumed before the beaming sun melts it.

                                            >Mmm... strawberry.

                                            >Your attention is caught once more.

                                            >"Oh yeah? How's... this!" Sunset splashes Rainbow back, and laughs are had all around.

                                            >And man... the way Sunset's tits jiggled as she did that... it may cause something else to splash.

                                            >You watch the girls for a little longer (while looking intermittently at other objects to make it seem like you're not staring, of course!)

                                            >And the 'rigidity' down there begins to get almost uncomfortable...

                                            >You decide you need to do something about this.

                                            >Getting up and getting your sandals and phone, you head back to the cabin.

                                            >Good, no one's here. Most are out at the beach or at the concessions.

                                            >Impatiently you slip into the one person bathroom and take out your phone.

                                            >You lean back, and let your rod out...

                                            >Damn, it feels good to let it out of your pants.

                                            >Swiping though your phone, you make it to Sunset's instagram.

                                            >She posted a pic of her new swimsuit right before the field trip... Perfect.

                                            >You start to stroke your shaft and admire the work of art that is Sunset's body.

                                            >Her face, bosom, belly button, legs, everything makes this feel SOOO good...

                                            >She's such a hot fucking girl.

                                            >You begin to move faster. You swipe through a few of her pictures to try to find the perfect angles on all of her assets.

                                            >As you feel the finish coming, you decide to finish to the first picture of that beautiful swimsuit that started this ordeal.

                                            "Mmmmm, Sunset..."

                                            >... You're so close..

                                            "Sunset...!"

                                            >Wham!

                                            >The door opens suddenly and you jump as you see none other than Sunset Shimmer!

                                            >"Aaaaahhhh! Anon, what the fuck are you doing in here!? Why are you masturbating?"

                                            >Your heart nearly stops at this revelation. Y-you forgot to lock the door! Your cheeks heat as you soon deduce that yes, this is indeed happening.

                                            "W-w, this is the boys, cabin."

                                            >"No it's not Anon, look at the fucking door!" Sunset points to the clearly feminine stick figure signaling that this is indeed a girl's bathroom and must be the girl's cabin.

                                            >Your stomach drops. The combination of blue balls and embarrassment mixes into the most unpleasant feeling of your life. You're done. Your social life is over...

                                            "It was an accident, please just-"

                                            >"Anon, is that fucking me!?"

                                            >You realize you dropped your phone which is clearly still open on Sunset's instagram.

                                            >Sunset moves to pick up the phone.

                                            "Wait, p-please!"

                                            >You try to get to the phone before she can see it, causing you to trip on your pants that are around your ankles and you fall onto the cold bathroom floor. Your pathetic boner waves about as you writhe in failure.

                                            >Sunset gets to it before you, looks at the damning material, and throws the phone in your face. "You're a fucking creep, get cleaned up and leave. Now!"

                                            >Your cheeks heat, and you can feel your eyes begin to water.

                                            "Okay... Can you please just close the door?"

                                            >"No." Sunset crosses her arms and gives you a deadpan stare. "Suck up your shame, clean yourself up, and leave. All while I watch you do it."

                                            >You open your mouth to protest... but you decide you just want to get out of this situation as fast as possible.

                                            >Eyes watering, you clumsily pull up your pants, zip them up, put your phone in your pocket, and walk out.

                                            >All while Sunset's judgmental eyes burn into your pathetic form.

                                            >You can't look her in the eyes as you pass her to exit the bathroom.

                                            >"You're a loser." Is her last words to you as you pass her by.

                                            >You run out of the cabin as fast as possible...


                                            ------------------------------------------------------The School Bully------------------------------------


                                            >You fume as you powerwalk over to your locker.

                                            >You're so sick of this school. The dumb teachers, the dumb rusting lockers, the dumb failing curriculum, and the dumb students that walk by and pretend like it's all okay.

                                            >You get out what you need for the day and put it in your backpack.

                                            >Then, you feel a hand on your shoulder.

                                            >It yanks you roughly, and you're met face to face with your bully... Sunset Shimmer.

                                            >The girl that stands just a few inches taller than you gives you that familiar smiling scowl.

                                            >"Lunch money and homework. Now."

                                            >Oh, you forgot to say. You're most sick of the dumb Sunset Shimmer.

                                            >All morning you were preparing from this. You're not going to take this anymore!

                                            "No."

                                            >You surprise even yourself with the resolute tone you muster.

                                            >Sunset's face turns to one of surprise for a split second, before angering once more. "What was that?"

                                            "No, Sunset. I-I'm not scared of you anymore!"

                                            >You push Sunset away. Barely. You push yourself back just as much...

                                            >But it's enough to get the attention of some surrounding students.

                                            >This pisses Sunset off even more. She clenches her fist. "Have you forgotten who I am, Anon?"

                                            >You shakily raise your arms and fists... The only way you're going to get out of this... You're going to have to stand up for yourself.

                                            >"Ohhhh.. Looks like someone finally grew some balls." Sunset smiles.

                                            >A crowd has now thoroughly grown around you two. And the classic chant has started. "Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

                                            >You run at Sunset.

                                            "I'm not gonna take it anymore!"

                                            >Then your punch misses, as highly telegraphed as it was.

                                            >Sunset sidesteps it, then punches you in the face.

                                            >You put your hands to your cheek to massage it.

                                            "Ow..."

                                            >Then she punches you in the stomach and you keel over.

                                            >The crowd cheers as she gets behind you and puts you in a hold with her arms under yours and her hands over your neck.

                                            >You begin to kick aimlesslessly.

                                            "L-let me go."

                                            >"No way, Anon. You brought this on yourself."

                                            >She then turns around and slams your forehead into the locker, eliciting another cheer from the crowd.

                                            >Accepting your loss, you go limp.

                                            >Sunset takes the opportunity.

                                            >She switches her hold, this time one arm around your neck, and the other... down the back of your pants.

                                            "EEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEE!"

                                            >And you're given the biggest wedgie of all time.

                                            >"AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" The crowd laughs at your suffering.

                                            >You close your eyes tightly as if that will somehow make the pain and humiliation go away, and yet...

                                            >"Anon, you fucking freak. Is that a boner!?"

                                            >... You hadn't even realized. As she had you in this wrestling hold...

                                            "N-no it's just an acci-"

                                            >"Oh my gosh! It is. Anon, you're a freak!"

                                            >The crowds laughs intensify at hearing this, and you begin to feel tears well up in your eyes.

                                            >"Hahaha. Gee, looks like you don't want to be here anymore. Sooooo, I'll acommodate you!"

                                            >After giving your underwear one more good tug for good measure, Sunset stuffs you in your locker.

                                            >...And you don't bother getting out. You don't want to.

                                            >Eventually, the laughter dies down, and the bell rings. The teachers either pretended not to notice, or didn't care...

                                            >... What's even the point?...


                                            ------------------------------------------------------A Hot Date (Friendzoning)-----------------------------------------------------------------------


                                            >colored lights flash throughout the club as you carefully make your way through all the bodies.

                                            >Your plate is full. Literally. And it would be an absolute tragedy if any or all of the drinks were dropped...

                                            >Finally you get back to the booth, and you set the drinks on the table.

                                            >"Right on!" Rainbow Dash exclaims as she takes hers.

                                            >The rest of the girls reach over and excitedly take their drinks.

                                            >You take your spot next to Sunset, and wipe the sweat off your brow.

                                            >"Gee, thanks nonny!" Pinkie says. "The cakes weren't going to pay me till next week, but that doesn't even matter with a good sport like you to take care of us!"

                                            "Yeah... No problem." You can feel your wallet wail in agony over being gutted.

                                            >Rarity gently taps her napkin on her mouth. "Sunset, thanks again for inviting us. Anything in particular make you want to set this up?"

                                            >"Oh? Anon proposed this to me. I just had the idea of inviting all of you too."

                                            >An awkward silence envelops the table.

                                            >You look down and poke at your chicken thigh.

                                            >"Ooookay" Applejack interjects. "So Big Mac and I were talking, and..."

                                            >The conversation drifts to more mundane territory.

                                            >For a while, you try to find places you can interject and add 'something.' But that opportunity just never seems to come.

                                            >You zone out of the conversation, but you continue to smell Sunset's amazing perfume and steal looks of that gorgeous face of hers.

                                            >Every movement of hers is so graceful. Everything, even her lifting the fork with her delicate hands and raising her food to her mouth makes your heart flutter.

                                            >"Anon, is there something on my face?" Sunset asks.

                                            >You're shocked back to reality, and you look back at your plate.

                                            "Uh, no. Not at all."

                                            >Eventually the waitress comes to the table. "Alright, are split checks okay for everyone?"

                                            >Twilight adjusts her glasses. "Ye-"

                                            >"No, one check is good." Sunset says.

                                            >Twilight looks over to her with a raised eyebrow. "You sure?"

                                            >"Yeah, Anon will take care of it. He said he would before."

                                            >All the girls look at you.

                                            >You scratch the back of your head and laugh.

                                            "Yeah, I said that..."

                                            >Before there were 8 people in on this...

                                            >The drive back to everyone's homes is just as chaotic as the drive there. Your SUV can just barely fit 8 people, and it's probably not even legal.

                                            >The trip through the highway is filled with the joys of Applejack and Rainbow Dash fighting for legroom.

                                            >But one after another, you get the girls home.

                                            >Then at last it is just you and Sunset.

                                            >At this point, the drive is silent. Sunset looks out the window seemingly lost in thought.

                                            >You... should say something.

                                            "I-I really enjoyed tonight."

                                            >It takes her a second to register your words. "Oh, me too. Thanks." Sunset continues to stare out the window.

                                            "... We should do this again sometime."

                                            >"Uh, maybe. I don't know when all the girls will be free again."

                                            "No. I mean just me an-"

                                            >"This is the turn, Anon."

                                            >You almost miss the turn into Sunset's neighborhood.

                                            >You pull into her driveway, and she gets out.

                                            >You get out too.

                                            >"Hmm?" Sunset cocks her head. "What is it?"

                                            >You walk over to her and smile.

                                            "Have a good night, alright."

                                            >Sunset smiles in response, and she turns towards you and gets closer.

                                            >Your heart beats fast as her face nears yours.

                                            >You close your eyes, and feel her arms wrap around you. "Thanks Anon, you've been such a good friend today."

                                            >Sunset releases the hug, and walks up to her home. "Good night!"

                                            >She shuts the door, leaving you in silence...