Chapter 7: Pet Play Date

Rainbow Dash had just awoken from a heavily erotic dream. In the dream, Applejack had let her wear her Stetson as she fucked her silly. Her thrusting plunged Rainbow Dash deeper and deeper into ecstasy as she rode Rainbow Dash like a bull rider. All of the while, her twang accentuated itself as it grunted, which Rainbow Dash found so sexy. When she awoke from the dream, it was in dismay that she had been interrupted right before coming. Rainbow Dash looked down at her sheets and noticed a distinct stain that caused her to flush with embarrassment.

Luckily nopony else is in here to see that.

Rainbow Dash left her room and floated outside, staring in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres, wondering if Applejack was looking up for her as well. Sadness washed over her that she could not fathom, and it brought her dismay as she returned to her bed.

What was she doing? What were they doing? Was this love or was it just attraction on a physical level? There were so many unanswered questions, even more so than before she had asked her out. Wondering if she would ever really be satisfied, Rainbow Dash fell into a fitful sleep.

***

Applejack, unbeknownst to Rainbow Dash, was wrestling with her own thoughts. Hers, though, were about her family. Sooner or later, it was inevitable that the ponies she loved would need to be told. And while she couldn’t imagine her friends seeing anything wrong with what they were doing, she knew her family felt differently about that sort of thing. It made her wince to imagine Grannie Smith’s sharp reaction: the one that she knew was inevitable. The disappointment in Big Macintosh’s eyes would surely resonate. But the most painful sting came from the expression of pain and confusion that Applebloom would surely wear. To try to tell that young filly what it meant to love other fillies seemed unbearable to Applejack.

Applejack looked out the window at the stars, imagining Rainbow Dash’s streaking tail soaring through them. Her thoughts turned to the two of them. What was going on here, really? Where did they really stand? How could she know if this was really something special? The answers didn’t come, so Applejack had to suffer alone, at least for now.

***

It was all Fluttershy could do to keep from going to Sugarcube Corner and begging Pinkie for more. The soft kisses on her rump were still a nice memory, but Fluttershy felt she had been cheated and she craved more from the pink pony. It greatly confused her to hold such passion for a mare, especially since she had never felt any previous attraction towards one, but that confusion took a back seat to her burning desire.

It would not do to talk to her other friends about it. She didn’t want it known that she and Pinkie Pie were involved in that way. It would just bring up too many confusing questions. Rather, she only conversed with Angel about it, who she knew would not tell a soul, given that Fluttershy was really the only one with whom he conversed. The other ponies didn’t understand his mannerisms anyway.

“Angel, what am I going to do?” she asked her pet bunny, who gave her a dirty look.

“Don’t look at me like that, Angel, I know there’s something good going on here. It’s just that I want more. Is that really so bad?” Angel mimed eating too many carrots and getting sick.

“Oh, sweetie, I don’t think sex is like that at all,” Fluttershy said. “I think the more you have, the better it feels.” Angel shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he wouldn’t know.

“But you’re a rabbit. Rabbits mate all the time. That’s why you have so many babies and why the annual bunny census takes so long.” Angel slapped his face with his paw and shook his head. Fluttershy smiled.

“Oh, I’m being too timid again!” she suddenly spat at herself. “If I want something, I should just ask for it. Iron Will was a brute, but he had the right idea about being assertive.” Angel mimed Iron Will’s flashy dance, the one where he swung his arms quickly.

“Yes, Angel, that Iron Will. Do you know any others?” Angel thought about this and shook his head, his ears flopping as he did so.

“Oh, you’re so cute,” Fluttershy said, giving her bunny a hug, with which he wasn’t particularly fond. He accepted it regardless.

“The next time I see Pinkie Pie, I’ll ask her for a private word and I’ll let her know how badly I need her…” The thought terrified Fluttershy. She didn’t want to seem too dependent. After all, hadn’t she gotten by on her own all these years? But her craven desire once again blocked any other thoughts from her mind, and so she returned to her daily chores with new resolve.

***

Pinkie Pie was excited to see Fluttershy again. She knew that their pet day was tomorrow and that made her ever so thrilled. Perhaps she could think of a way to ask her for a private word so they could set up another rendezvous.

Pinkie Pie, beneath her giddiness, felt worried that she was asking too much of Fluttershy. After all, she had put her in a demeaning position last time. But Fluttershy had been firm about what she wanted, and so Pinkie Pie wasn’t about to question her friend’s resolve.

“Oh, Gummy, this is gonna be soooooo fun!” she exclaimed. Gummy stared at her blankly, as he always did.

“Poor Gummy, everything just goes over your head, doesn’t it?” Gummy blinked.

“Oh well, you’re still the best pet in the whole wide world! Scene cut!”

***

Twilight was in despair. It wasn’t really her fault, considering her out of control emotions, but she just could not keep herself from thinking of Rarity. What was worse, she would be in close proximity to her on their weekly visit to the park. Twilight was spending her evening with thoughts racing in her mind about what she would say to her when she saw her. Nothing she could come up with seemed satisfying enough.

“What do I do, Owloysius?” she asked.

“Who,” was the only response she got.

“Rarity,” Twilight said with a groan. “I told her how I felt yesterday and…well, it was just so awkward, and I don’t know if I can face her again! But I want to. I so desperately want to, but at the same time I’m afraid I’ve made a big fool of myself. Why did I have to tell her I wanted her? How awkward must that have been! Oh, just peck me to death and end my misery!” Twilight started crying again, and became frustrated. Crying seems to be all she’s done ever since Rarity left.

Owloysius, even though he didn’t really understand what Twilight was talking about, could tell that she was distraught. He cooed sadly and roosted upon Twilight’s shoulder, rubbing her face with his head.

“That’s very sweet, Owloysius, but it’s not necessary. I’m a big mare. Rarity’s my friend. I shouldn’t be getting so worked up about all this…where are you going?” Owloysius flew over to Twilight’s rolls of parchment and quill.

“A letter to the princess? Seriously? Even if Spike were here to send it, I wouldn’t know what to say. I think she’d be totally confused.” Owloysius picked up a scroll and mimed flying out the window with it.

“I’m not going to make you fly to Canterlot with my letter. I’m not even going to write a letter!” Twilight groaned and shoved her face into her pillow, moaning as she did so.

“Okay, Twilight, be reasonable. There’s nothing you can do about this tonight, right? So the best thing to do would be to get some sleep, then tomorrow bring Owloysius and talk to Rarity as if nothing happened.

“But that’s not going to work! Something did happen, and not addressing it is only going to make things more uncomfortable than they already are. I have to mention it again.

“Maybe I should apologize. But that implies that calling Rarity attractive was a mistake. I don’t want to insult her.”

“Who,” Owloysius said.

“Rarity! How many times do I have to say it? Oh, right…” Twilight said sheepishly, remembering that Owloysius was, well, an owl.

“If only there was some kind of spell to put me to sleep. Well, there is, but another unicorn has to cast it. I can’t do it by myself because I’d be too drowsy to finish it and then it would just wear off.” Twilight spent her night tossing and turning, upset about her predicament and unable to relax.

***

Ever since Twilight had told Rarity…well, what she had told her, Rarity’s heart had been pounding. Opportunity had arisen, somehow, and if Rarity wanted her heat satiated, would it really hurt to ask Twilight Sparkle to satisfy her hunger?

But Rarity thought this incredibly unfair. How could she use Twilight like that? That would be the opposite of Generosity. Still, she had never experienced a heat like this one in all her life. Just imagining a stallion such as Big Macintosh or Lucky or Celestia forbid Shining Armor gave her a strong urge to touch herself.

It made Rarity upset beyond belief the way she had left things with Twilight. The whole thing had been just so shocking that there was no way to deal with it in the present situation. If only she could talk to Twilight and apologize for leaving so abruptly.

Then she remembered the trip to the park.

That would be the perfect time to talk to Twilight! None of her friends dared to miss the weekly pet play date, and Rarity would be sure this wouldn’t be a first for her. Perhaps she could explain her reaction then, in the comfort of a neutral territory.

But what, pray tell, would she explain?

She would explain the reason she had left so suddenly, that what Twilight said had been a lot to take in. Yes, that should smooth things over just enough, Rarity thought.

Rarity went to sleep that night hoping that she could make things right with her friend.

***

When Twilight woke up the next morning, she seriously considering skipping the play date, but she reminded herself that this was out of the question. It was an unwritten agreement that nopony would skip out on this important social time, no matter how busy they were. The pet play date had become, over time, about more than a gathering of their animals. It represented a pact of friendship that they would somehow all find the time to get together at least once a week, every week, without fail. Twilight hadn’t missed a date ever since she had acquired Owloysius, and she didn’t plan on making this a first.

Still, her gut instinct when she arrived at the park was to take her owl and run far away from her friends. She bit her lip in order to prevent her gut from making her decisions for her. Twilight remembered her father’s advice, that she should always listen to her gut instinct, but ignored it. This was a special circumstance. This was about the future of her friendship with Rarity. That friendship was too important to lose over something as this.

Twilight waited anxiously for the rest of her friends to arrive. She was surprised when Rarity was the next to arrive, and somewhat relieved that they had a brief moment to themselves. Too brief, it turned out, because Pinkie Pie came bouncing right behind her.

“Hey Twilight, hi Rarity, what’s shaking?” she asked giddily, bouncing about with Gummy holding onto her tail for dear life.

“Um…not much, Pinkie,” Twilight said.

“Yes, we’re um…just fine, dear,” Rarity added.

“We were just wondering if―”

“―we could have some time alone―”

“―if that’s all right with you.” It was uncanny how the two had finished each other’s thoughts in such a way. Twilight took it as a good sign.

“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie Pie said. “Oh, hi Fluttershy!” she added, looking to see the pegasus flying down towards the park with Angel on her back. The two ponies let their pets go and began walking away from Twilight and Rarity, looking quite pleased to see each other. Owloysius and Opalescence soon joined the new arrivals, leaving Twilight and Rarity their privacy.

“What’s with those two?” Twilight asked, pointing out Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, who were deeply engrossed in conversation.

“Don’t ask me,” Rarity said. “So, I wanted to start with an apology. I’m sorry I left things the way I did last time we saw each other.”

“No, Rarity, I’m sorry I put you in such an awkward situation. It was really stupid of me to―” Rarity put a hoof on Twilight’s mouth. Twilight stared cross-eyed at it in shock.

“Don’t even go there, Twilight. I don’t want to hear any more self-deprecating language from you, do you understand? Your self-confidence is shaky enough as it is.” Twilight felt ashamed that her low self-esteem was really so obvious, but Rarity ignored this.

“I want you to know, Twilight, that I am very flattered by what you said to me. Although I was stunned at the time, I realize now it only seems natural for you to, what did you call it, want me.”

“Natural? What do you mean?” Twilight asked, thoroughly confused now.

“Well, my charms were sure to flatter somepony sooner or later. Honestly, I didn’t expect it from you. I thought you were straight.”

“No, Rarity, that’s the point. I am straight. I don’t know what’s come over me about you, but it’s definitely something.”

“You’re straight? But―”

“I don’t feel this way about any other mare, really. I think about my other friends as friends. I think of ponies like Cheerilee and Bon Bon as acquaintances. I think of you as…well, a pony of great interest,” she finished lamely.

“And the stallions, what do you think of them?” Rarity asked.

“Well, there is Big Mac…”

“Of course, we’ve discussed this already,” Rarity said, remembering the conversation from two days back.

“So I know I still like stallions, but I also want you, Rarity. I can’t believe I’m even saying it. I…I just feel…”

No, Twilight, don’t cry again! she scolded herself.

“Twilight, dearest, you mustn’t get so worked up about all this. I don’t think I understand what you’re feeling, but I know enough to know that it’s okay and you shouldn’t be ashamed of it. To tell you the truth, my heart was pounding the entire way home when you told me, and it hasn’t stopped since.”

Are you really going to do this, Rarity? she thought to herself.

“Rarity, what are you saying?” Twilight asked.

“I’m saying that, well…you’re in heat for me, and I’m just in heat, so there’s no reason we can’t…you know…”

“Rarity!” Twilight cried in shock and unexpected excitement. “You can’t possibly mean―?”

“Oh, but I can,” Rarity said with a devilish grin. “What closer act between two friends is there? After all, we are the best of friends, are we not?” Twilight laughed, remembering the last time Rarity used those words. A darker part of her reminded her she wanted something from Twilight then, too.

“Well, what exactly are you proposing?” Twilight asked, wondering if this was all some crazy dream.

“I’m proposing that we take care of each other in the most intimate way possible. I mean, we’re grown mares, we shouldn’t be so ashamed of it all.”

“But it’ll be our first times…” Twilight said.

“Well than who better to share it with than each other?” Rarity asked.

“You make a good point,” Twilight said. “I guess the only question is when and where.”

“Your place tonight?” Rarity asked. “After all, Spike’s gone, and your room is much, pardon me, roomier than mine.”

“That seems a little fast!” Twilight said.

“Oh, well if you don’t want to do it tonight, then maybe we can―”

“I love it,” Twilight said. “I’ll prepare everything by the book! As soon as we get home from this play date, I’ll set everything up. Bring some wine, and we’ll make an evening out of it.”

“Really? We’re really doing this?” Rarity asked.

“If you insist,” Twilight said.

“Well then I can’t wait,” Rarity said.

Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy were making their own rendezvous plans.

“Are you free tomorrow night?” Fluttershy asked.

“Absolutely!” Pinkie Pie said. “Oh, this is going to be so great! Do you want me to bring anything?”

“To my place? We’re using…?”

“Of course, duh! I’ve got two babies and two grown-ups at home! You live by yourself with a bunch of animals.”

“I don’t know,” Fluttershy said, looking at her pet rabbit. “Angel seemed pretty scarred the last time you were over…”

“Let him be scarred,” Pinkie Pie said sinisterly. “It makes it way hotter, don’t you think?”

“I suppose so…” Fluttershy said.

“And this time, maybe you can be the mistress!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed.

“Oh, Pinkie, I don’t think I―”

“Hey, Twirity!” Pinkie Pie suddenly shouted, greeting the two unicorns as they came over, unknowingly interrupting an important conversation. Pinkie Pie gave a quick wink to Fluttershy as a way to confirm their date before hugging her two unicorn friends.

“Twirity?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah, I figured it’d be faster than saying, “Hey, Twilight and Rarity!” so I mixed together your names and came up with Twirity! Pretty neat, huh?”

“Sure, it’s…great,” Rarity said with a false smile. Pinkie Pie missed the disingenuousness of Rarity’s expression.

“Hey! Where’s Applejack and Dashie?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“I don’t know,” Twilight said. “They’re usually not this late…”

“Here we are!” cried a familiar twang. Up the hill came Applejack and Rainbow Dash, with Winona and Tank in tow. They let their animals join the other four and caught up with their friends.

“What took you two so long?” Twilight asked.

“Nothin’,” Applejack said coyly. In truth, Applejack had run into Rainbow Dash at the way to the park, and the two had agreed to allow themselves time to make out in the nearby bushes. They had simply lost track of time.

“Whatever,” Twilight said. “So what’s new with you two?”

“Um…nothing,” Rainbow Dash said, rubbing her mane nervously with her hoof.

“Really…?” Twilight asked. “Okay then, how about you, Pinkie Pie?”

“Oh, so much is new! First of all, Pound Cake just learned how to fly through a hoop without bumping into it! We were so happy for him! Well, except for Pumpkin Cake, she got jealous and hit him in the face with the hoop. We tried to punish her by taking her toys away, but she kept levitating them back with magic, so we had to give up. They’re growing up so fast!”

“Okay…” Twilight said. “How about you, Fluttershy?”

“Oh, just the usual. The animals are coming along so well in the summer heat. It’s mating season for most of them, you know, so that’s lots of new babies for me to take care of. It’s a lot of work, but I’m doing just fine. How about you Twilight? I haven’t seen you all week, ever since…well…”

“I lent you that book, right,” Twilight said. “How is it, by the way?”

“Oh, I’m already done with it…” Fluttershy said.

“Wow, Fluttershy, you sure are a fast reader!” Twilight said.

“Hold on, hold on,” Rarity said. “What book?” Fluttershy looked at Twilight and Pinkie Pie before turning to Rarity.

“It’s a book about raising woodland creatures. I was wondering if there was anything I could do to make my job a little easier. It turns out I knew most of the things that were in there, and there was a lot of misinformation.”

“That’s too bad, Fluttershy,” Twilight said, picking up on the white lie. “How about you, Applejack? How’s the farm?”

“Just dandy,” Applejack said. “Though we could use a little more rain fer the potatoes…”

“What did I tell you about the forecasts, AJ?” Rainbow Dash asked. “I just carry them out.”

“You sure ya can’t put in a special order for the farm?” Applejack asked. “Ah could return the favor with a barrel of cider for the weather team to share.”

“We don’t take bribes,” Rainbow Dash said.

“Well, what if ah told you that if ya put in a good word, ah’ll…” Applejack whispered something in Rainbow Dash’s ear that made her heart skip a beat.

“I’ll, um…see what I can do,” Rainbow Dash said.

“What’d you tell her, AJ?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“None of yer business, ya blabbermouth,” Applejack said.

“Hey! I’m the best secret-keeper around here!” Pinkie Pie said.

“Well, this secret’s just between me and RD here, Pinkie Pie,” Applejack said.

“Fine!” Pinkie Pie said with an exaggerated harrumph. Twilight looked at Applejack with confusion, but shrugged it off.

“Well, the weather’s been just a breeze to handle this week, if anyone’s asking,” Rainbow Dash said, seeking as much attention as she could get.

“That’s great,” Applejack said. “How about your order, Rarity?”

“The stallion just paid me today!” Rarity said. “He came by in the morning, even though I had specified three o’clock, but he apologized profusely for being early. I told him that luckily I had finished the order last night, so he paid me for the tuxedo. He paid good money, too. He was quite the gentleman; thanked me kindly and gave me a kiss on the hoof.” Twilight smirked, but the other ponies seemed impressed.

“Seems nice,” Rainbow Dash said. “So, what, you gonna ask him out, or what?”

“That’s hardly professional!” Rarity exclaimed. “Do you realize what kind of trouble I could get in for dating a client of mine?”

“But you already made him the tuxedo,” Rainbow Dash said.

“He hasn’t worn it yet, Rainbow Dash,” Rarity said, with the air of a teacher talking to a school filly who was having trouble mastering a new subject. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes and smirked at Applejack, who reluctantly grinned back.

***

It was getting late, so the six friends gathered their pets and set off for home. They all trotted or flew in the general direction of their own homes, but once everypony was out of sight from each other, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash changed direction in order to follow Twilight, Fluttershy, and Applejack, respectively. Rainbow Dash caught up with Applejack first, and Applejack was surprised to see her.

“What do ya think yer doin’, Rainbow Dash?” Applejack asked.

“Well, we had so much fun earlier that I thought d we could do it again,” Rainbow Dash said with a smirk. Applejack returned the grin and tackled Rainbow Dash into the nearest bush.

Rarity was able to catch up to Twilight next. Twilight turned and smiled nervously when she saw her friend.

“Rarity, I thought I was going to set things up before you showed up,” Twilight said.

“Well, there’s no reason I can’t help you with that,” Rarity said. “Besides, if I go home and wait I’ll be much too anxious. Is that all right?”

“I suppose…” Twilight said, her stomach squirming.

“Oh, dear, you don’t need to look so nervous,” she said. “This is going to be such fun!”

“Whatever you say, Rarity,” Twilight said, “but I’m still going to be nervous.”

“Well, to tell you the truth, I’m nervous as well, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still do this.”

“You’re right, I suppose,” Twilight admitted. “Let’s see where this takes us.”

Finally, Pinkie Pie managed to catch up to Fluttershy. The two of them grinned at each other but otherwise said nothing. When they finally arrived at Fluttershy’s cottage and entered, Pinkie Pie smiled giddily.

“Oh, boy, now I get to be the one who gets punished!” she said.

“Pinkie Pie, um, I’m not sure if I made myself clear, but I don’t feel comfortable being the sadist here. I’d much rather be punished.”

“Oh, Fluttershy, doing the same thing every time is so boring. Once in a while, you gotta switch it up!”

“But, Pinkie Pie…”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Pinkie Pie now understood where Fluttershy was coming from, and she gave her a reassuring smile and came up with a plan.

“I’ve got an idea,” Pinkie Pie said. “We’ll come up with a safe word, so that if you’re hurting me too much, we can stop. Does that sound okay?”

“I guess so…” Fluttershy said.

“Okay, the safety word is going to be, um…”

“Shouldn’t it be ‘stop’?” Fluttershy asked.

“Nah, it’s gotta be something I wouldn’t normally say when I’m being hurt. Um…how about ‘Pinkamena’? I never use my full name.”

“Sure, Pinkie Pie,” Fluttershy said.

“Great! Then let’s get started!” Pinkie Pie said.

***

Twilight and Rarity arrived at the library, which was closed on account of the pet play date. Twilight went around the library and shut all the curtains.

“Rarity, weren’t you supposed to bring the wine?” Twilight asked.

“I was going to, but I remembered there’s still some here from the slumber party that hasn’t been used,” Rarity said. She levitated the wine onto the kitchen table while Twilight found and lit some candles with her magic.

“Oh, dear,” Rarity said, “this is perfect. It’s so simple and elegant, why, it’s exactly my style.”

“Are you sure you don’t want some music?” Twilight said.

“No, this is fine. I want the focus to be on us, not some artist like Katy Pony.”

“Whatever you say, Rarity.” The two unicorns sat down at the table. Twilight used her magic to pour each of them a glass of wine.

“So, um…” Twilight started to ask, “what do you have in mind?”

“Oh, um, to be honest, Twilight, I hadn’t really thought about it,” Rarity said. “I suppose some mutual touching is in order. I don’t want the first time to be too rough. It should be sweet and delicate, like you, dear.” Twilight knew Rarity meant well, but “sweet and delicate” weren’t words she would use to describe herself.

“You’re the boss, I guess,” Twilight said.

“Dear, you should have a say in the matter, too, you know. Don’t let me make all the decisions.”

“But it sounds nice,” Twilight said, which was an understatement. Her heart was bound to pound right out of its chest and she was tapping her hind leg anxiously.

“Well, if you think so, then I won’t say no.” Twilight refilled the wine glasses, as they were running low. As they drank, they started to share stories about their work. Twilight told of some library patrons that rented dirty books, and Rarity shared secrets about her most esteemed clientele.

“So I asked him why he needed the suit,” Rarity said, “and he told me, I kid you not, that he was meeting his mistress at a hotel and wanted to look nice!”

“His mistress?” Twilight asked, laughing hysterically.

“Can you believe he flat out told me? If he lived in Ponyville, I would have found his wife and told her everything! Lucky bastard,” she added. The two of them laughed deeply and then looked into each other’s eyes, sighing. Twilight couldn’t help but think to herself how romantic this was.

“Well, I think that’s enough of the wine, dear,” Rarity said.

“Are you saying that…?” Twilight asked.

“Yes,” Rarity said, “it’s time to begin.”