> You are Rarity, and you are checking up on your dear friend. > Fluttershy's note was awfully vague, with many words heavily crossed out. > You suspect it wasn't even close to the first draft, which is worrying. > You knock on her cottage door. > You barely hear her call out, > "C-come in!" > Maybe she's sick in bed? > You open the door. "Fluttershy, I got your note, darling. What's wrong?" > On your way to the bedroom, you are struck by how quiet it is. > Normally the cottage would be crawling with wild, dirty animals with no manners and- > Well, while you do appreciate their absence, it makes you uneasy. > Fluttershy's voice is a little louder this time. "Oh, I wouldn't say there is anything wrong. Certainly not with me. Um." > You find her laying on her belly on top of her bed, looking very much like Sweetie Bell when she's trying to hide a new burn mark on the floor. "Are you sick? Is that why you sent all the animals away?" > She shakes her head. > "Some of them wanted to watch, but I always respected their privacy, even when they didn't mind. I was very firm with them, which is why I think it's working." "You're not making any sense, Fluttershy. Why don't you start at the beginning?" > You levitate a cushion over, and sit down on the floor. > You know how long these things can be. > "Um. You know how Discord comes by to talk every once in a while?" "He did something, didn't he? Don't worry, I'm sure Twilight will find a way to reverse it." > Fluttershy shakes her head emphatically. > "It's not like that. Um. Exactly. He was telling me that if I had this one thing, I would be more confident." > Sometimes you wonder if he reformed at all, or just put up an act so he can play all the pranks he wants at a smaller scale. "Oh Fluttershy, that's not how confidence works at all. Having some object doesn't change who you are." > "What about the alicorn amulet?" > You revise your assertion. "No object permanently changes your personality, and the amulet is a good example of why trying such things is dangerous." > "Well, it's not exactly an object. Maybe, maybe if I showed you?" "Very well, let's see what foolish thing Discord gave you." > Fluttershy nods. > And does nothing. > You wait a little longer. "Is it invisible?" > Fluttershy shakes her head, breathing a little more quickly. "N-no, I'm just building up my courage." > Then she looks you straight in the eye, and sits up. > You eyes drop automatically to what she was covering up- > Oh my. "Is that..." > She nods. > "You see what I mean?" > You feel like you should be vaguely troubled by the fact that Fluttershy is full erect, but it isn't the first time you've had this sort of reaction. > Poor Spike can't hide a thing. You've taken to using his hemipenes to hold thread bobbins. > They are the right shape, and they are around so often, the first time it was an honest mistake. > "Rarity, is there something wrong with it? You've just been staring at it. Not that that's a bad thing!" "Sorry, darling, I was a little lost in my thoughts. Is this why you... sent for... " > The implications just occurred to you. > She must have noticed, because she laid right back down, and closed her eyes tightly. > "I'm sorry, I didn't know who I could turn to! Let's forget this ever happened. It never happened." > The poor dear. > You sit down on the edge of her bed and stroke her mane. "Forgive me, this is all so unexpected." > Fluttershy inhales shakily. > "I just thought, y-you are so sophisticated and world-wise, you'd know what to do. O-or who to go to." > You sigh a little helplessly. "Darling, I'm glad you think so highly of me, but it's not altogether accurate. I, ah, haven't done this before either." > She looks up at you in shock. "You haven't?" > You shake your head. "It's important who you do it with. If you mingle with the wrong crowd, it could give you a poor reputation. Here in Ponyville... I just haven't had the chance." > Fluttershy stares at her sheets. > "I understand. I guess you can't help me." > You take an honest look at your friend. > You have always admired her grace, how demure she is. "I wouldn't say that. But is this something you really want?" > She looks at you uncertainly. "I- I think I should at least try. It's something I have often wondered about." > She's wondered about this, specifically? > Nevertheless, "Well, if you are supposed to be improving your confidence, I should be the one lying down." > You turn around and lie on your stomach, facing the headboard. > "R-Rarity?" > You look over your shoulder at your startled friend. "It's to help one of my best friends." > You had rather hoped your first time would be more romantic, and goodness knows the books you've read all go that way. > But this is romantic too, in a way. > You twitch your tail out of the way. You'd hate for it to get messy. > "Thank you, Rarity. You are one of my best friends too." > Her hooves sink into the mattress on either side of you, and you can't help but tense up a little. > She shifts her weight, and- "The lower one! It goes in the lower one!" > "S-sorry." > She pauses. > "If, if this is about me being more confident," > Oh no. > "We should start with, um. Oral?" > Oh, that's not so bad. > You roll over onto your back, gazing up at your worried friend. "I've never been eaten out before either, so that's fine too." > Fluttershy shifts her weight uncertainly. > "I was actually talking about, um. Me." > You look down at the limb dangling between her legs. "If you could bring it closer, then?" > Goodness knows you can't show uncertainty about this whole business, or Fluttershy will back out immediately. > She puts her hooves up on top of the headboard, and straddles your chest. > You rest your hooves on her trembling thighs, and stare at her stallionhood. > It's only inches from your mouth. > "Rarity?" > Mustering your resolve, you prop it up with one of your hooves. > Fluttershy whimpers. > You take the head into your mouth, keeping an eye on her face. > She clenches her eyes shut, and she starts panting. > It tastes funny, not to mention the smell. > Much like Fluttershy, a little earthy, but still delicate. > As you get acclimated to the taste, you start trying things with your tongue, flicking and swirling and prodding the hole. > She whimpers every time, whispering your name. > Emboldened, you take more of her into you, feeling it slide under your tongue, then rise back among your molars. > You pull back, and take it in again, sliding along the inside of your cheek. > "Thank you Rarity! Thank you so much!" > It makes you smile around her cock. > You cup her balls, moving them back and forth, enjoying the heft. > She moans. > You pick up the pace, dropping the flourishes with your tongue, and just move your head back and forth down her dick > She starts bucking and moaning continuously, and you have to put your hooves on her hips to steady her. > Her cock is getting uncomfortable close to the back of your throat. > "Rarity, I'm about to-" > Your eyes go wide as hot cum surges into your mouth. > It's all you can do not to gag. > Fluttershy looks down at you in concern. > "Are you alright? I sort of lost control. Um. Sorry?" > You stare at her insecure expression, and hold back a sigh. > You manage to swallow your mouthful of semen, and spit out her penis. "A little prior notice next time would be nice, that's all." > Fluttershy's voice trembles. > "N-next time?" > Huh, you did say that. "For future reference, that is." > She nods. > "Um, Rarity?" "Yes, darling?" > "I think I'm ready for the other thing. Th-the lower one." > Your heart rate surges, but you smile and roll over. > You twitch your tail out of the way, and try not to dwell on the taste of cum in your mouth as you wait. > The mattress shifts, and once again, she is hovering over you. > Her warm breath teases at your horn, making it tingle not unpleasantly. > Then you feel her rod press up against your netherlips, and you gasp. > "Rarity? Is it the wrong one again?" "Nnno, you just surprised me, that's all. Please, ah, please continue." > Her head parts your folds, and it feels like nothing you've known before. > So warm, yet soft, yet crucially firm. > "Oh Rarity, you feel amazing!" "You too, my dear. Oh, yes, you too." > You feel her cock press up against your virginity, and know there is no turning back. "Go ahead, Fluttershy. It's yours." > She whispers, "Thank you." > The pain is brief, but intense. She stops immediately, and you catch your breath. > "We can try another time, if you want to rest..." > You shake your head. "We've gotten this far. Just give me a moment." > The pain is fading, but it's still rather sore. > Fluttershy lowers herself, resting on your back with her member still several inches deep inside you. > It moves around a little, bringing back some soreness, but also sparking a small amount of pleasure. > After a few minutes, you feel like you can go on. "I'm ready when you are, dear." > Fluttershy nuzzles your neck pleasantly, and slowly starts thrusting again. > It's much better this time around, and you love the feel of her body against yours, especially the surging muscles in her hips as they play across your flank. > You press your face into the pillow and let out a muffled moan. > Fluttershy giggles, and brings her mouth to your ear. > "Do you like it?" > You lift your face, breathing heavily. "Oh yes, this is the Best Possible Thing!" > She giggles again. > "For me too." > Then she starts nibbling on your ear, and most of your ability to think rationally promptly disappears. "Wahahaha~ yes! Rut me! Oh, yes!" > Her breathing gets shallow, and you can feel her thighs tensing. > "I'm going to cum outside!" "No!" > Not your tail! > You clench around her cock as best you can, entwine your back legs with hers, and press your rear against her as hard as you can. > She clasps her forehooves around your neck and moans into your ear as she releases. > You ride the wave of indescribable pleasure as your pussy milks her for all she's worth. > You relax, lulled by the feeling of a full vagina. > Fluttershy pulls out, and you make a wordless cry of protest. > "It's my fault that I came in you, and I'm going to make it better." > You look over your shoulder at her in confusion. > Just as the first drops of cum start dribbling from your hole, she sets to licking. > Oh yes, this is nice~. > But still, "That's your own semen you are eating. Are you really okay with that?" > She pauses in her ministrations, and for a contradictory moment, you fear she'll agree with you. > "You ate it too, so this is just being fair." > Her tongue returns to probing and scooping at your depths. > You bite the pillow, and before long you orgasm again, earning a giggle from your friend. > "Don't worry, I'll get this too." > Once she's done, you are on the edge of sleep, worn out by all the experiences. > Fluttershy lays down beside you. > "Do you think it worked? Am I more confident?" > You smile at her. > "There were several times you were quite assertive. You really are improving." > She smiles back, and drapes a wing over you. > That's just enough to set you drifting. > "Rarity?" "Yes, love?" > "In the morning, can we do this again?" "Of course. We can hardly be done after one practice session." > And you fall asleep, eager to meet the morning.