Being as curious as can be, I opened a double door, and saw what happened to be a large ballroom, drenched in elegance and poise, looking like something out of a rich mansion. The windows were covered with silk curtains between them, and the carpet on the floor looked like it was stitched and crafted by late great artists. On the ceiling were glimmering crystals chandeliers sparkling with various colors and hues, which almost resembled a dance of pixies floating around in the air. Aside of the tables and chairs, I saw various amounts of shining silverware, which was bound to show the room's reflection. But the astounding scenery doesn't stop there as soon as I looked at the dance floor, and I come across a bar filled with drinks behind the bartenders, as well as some mares on stage performing New Orleans music, not to mention mares in every corner either dancing or socializing with one another throughout most of the room.

Besides seeing mares in slutty clothes moments ago outside, I come across in the room some of them wearing either designer clothes exclusively made by an anonymous tailor. I wasn't into fashion that much, but seeing women in these kind of outfits made me imagine them being rich-like housewives (and thankfully not stuck-up). I felt like I was a in some modern masquerade party, being the only underdressed figure. Although, the mares happened to take a glance at me with flirtatious faces and blushing cheeks. Some of them turned to backs and turned their heads to me with blowing kisses, while others licked their lips lovingly.

"Oh boy. Why didn't I bother bringing in a suit?" I thought, looking at my muscle shirt and jeans and black sneakers, sighing at my not being able to blend in. It was then I saw a dark red mare wearing a silk Butterfly-like gown and heels.

"Don't bother looking at your outfit, beau garçon. (Handsome boy)" she greeted in a pleasing French accent. "You dress just fine."

"Oh. Um... thanks, ma'am." I replied, honoring her presence with a gentleman's bow. She honored mine with a curtesy before introducing herself as Robe de Fantaisie, which is French for fancy dress.

"Embrasse-moi." ("Kiss me.") Robe uttered, extending the back of her hand to me. I held it gently and kissed it before saying that I am delighted to meet her. She giggled and said the same to me before taking my hand and meeting with some of her friends. I seemed to realized that she didn't bother looking at my clothes, but looked at my face with her eyes. I couldn't get the chance to ask her, because just then, Robe led me to the bar, taking notice of various mares were waiting for their drinks to be served, and sat down on two empty stools.

"So, what do they call you, beau garçon?" ("Handsome guy") Robe asked flirtatiously. Despite the blush on my cheek, I introduced my name to her. Impressed, she looked closer to me with an intimate look.

"Mojo Kitsune, huh? Well, I've never heard of such a unique name like that. You are pretty young for a stallion. How old are you anyway?" Robe wondered.

"About twenty-three." I answered. Robe moved closer in interest. She and I fell deep into conversation when suddenly, a mare with pepper red hair wearing a slit dress, holding a drink with her magic.

"Hiya, girlfriend!" the mare greeting excitedly with a modern Southern belle accent.

"Cayenne, Mon Ami!" Robe greeted before they both touched cheeks with kisses. Then, she quickly sat her to an empty stool beside me before introducing me to her.

"Well, ah've nevah thought ah'd find a stallion anywhere, but now, ah do." Cayenne said with a purr before giving me a sexy glare with half-lidded eyes. "Ah'm tickled pussy pink ta meet ya, sugah!"

"Nice to meet you too, Cayenne." I greeted back, regardless of her thick accent. I couldn't get over it, since I found it sexy the way she says some specific words like "sweet thang" and "mistah", as if she was living in her hometown.

Robe, Cayenne, and I started getting to know each other a little better, despite their signs of heavy flirting. Regardless, I went with it and let nature take its course. I asked what kind of party this was, and Cayenne explained that it's a celebration of Fat Tuesday,also known as Mardi Gras. I uttered that there was a holiday just like this back in my world, and they were surprised.

"No kiddin'..." Cayenne grinned. Robe explained that it dates back several years ago, when we celebrate our last night of eating fattening foods before the days of fasting, just like back on earth. However in this world, they celebrate their last of releasing their inhibitions before the days of purity, which means no sex until a few weeks.

"Oh, I see." I nodded, understanding the concept. Thankfully, that would help me focus on my studies.

Cayenne shook her head. "Trust me, honey. It ain't a pretty picture for us. As pent up as we are, it's days like this when most of us have to stay pure, and high is why a Fat Tuesday party is like our last day to finally act as sexy as we want."

It was then we saw from across the room a group of classy mares making jokes and laughing. One of them turned to Robe before glancing at me with enchanting eyes. I took a look at her smooth light gray skin, and curved body under her diamond-stitched light blue skirt and blouse. Seeing her flip her indigo and mulberry coiffure, I couldn't help but contemplate her fully.

"My God! Who is that mare?" I asked in wonder, having no idea what to expect.

"Wah, that would be none othah than Miss Rarity, th' most hottest mare this side o' the fashion department." Cayenne explained. Now that she had mentioned it, I looked back to what Twilight had told me.

Rarity was known to be a genius of the art of fashion. She was once a virtuoso of creating designer clothes, and still does, thus making her a seamstress and fashion designer of her own business. She owned Carousel Boutique, a fashion shop which has been global around the world for years, and has been a long-time boss since then. Her family, having a carefree lifestyle has supported her and her sister named Sweetie Belle, who I'd figure is in this school, along with a pet cat named Opalescence. As far as her business goes, she was born with the love of beauty as well as being unique among others. Of course, her being a trendsetting fashionista led her to being by far the "famous model" anywhere she goes, whether classy, or gracious, or in some occasions, sexy. Most mares look at her as an idol, while others see her as a hardest working businessmare. Even though she obtains those traits proudly, she does it for her friends, which showed her colors as the element of generosity.

Aside of her business, she has various skills in magic as well as combat, making more than just a modest show mare. Furthermore, Rarity has a talent for "convincing" anyone into doing a favor. When it came to coaxing, she does it with half-lidded eyes, which made her look either cute or just plain fuckable. She could sweet-talk a child out of candy, but can occasionally charm a stallion into fetching a diamond ring for her or popping her pussy, if given the chance. She was considered to be more than just a prissy neat freak, but isn't afraid to get a little dirty, which makes her a good mare to hang around. However, she prefers wine-and-dining, shopping, bubble baths, and massages - something a mare with endless amounts of class does in her spare time.

Suddenly, Rarity bid some of her friends adieu before walking her way towards me with a sultry smile. "Bonjour,"

Robe and Cayenne said the same thing and greeted with cheek kisses.

"And who, pray tell, is this stunning creature before my eyes?" Rarity asked with a seductive look.

"Why, that would be the youngest stallion you have ever laid your eyes on, Mon Ami. This is Mojo Kitsune." Robe complimented.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am." I said politely.

Rarity giggled. "Now, now, darling. No need to be so formal. Just call me Rarity."

I nervously chuckled, trying to get over her lightly British accent. "Well, mind if I buy you a drink?"

Rarity and Robe blushed at the sudden question, while Cayenne raised her eyebrow with a kinky bite of her lips. "Now, this ah gotta see."

I turned to the bartenders and ordered a diamond martini for Rarity and a violet cocktail for Robe, and in two shakes of their tails, they poured out the drinks to the glasses and presented them to us.

"On the house!" They winked. I thanked them before giving both drinks to Rarity and Robe.

"Why, thank you kindly, darling." Rarity flipped her hair proudly before putting the glass to her lips. As she drank, the martini flowed smoothly from her tongue all the way down her throat. She sighed with delight as the liquid quenched her thirst. It wasn't long before she asked if we can move to another table.

***

"Thank you very much!" The band bowed as they went offstage to take a break and head for the bar to refresh, thus leaving some intermission music on. As for me, I've been sitting at a table near the dance floor with Robe, Rarity, and Cayenne, who were talking about fashion. I wasn't that much into that subject, but seeing the outfits the mares are wearing were my only key points to know about it. Apparently, Cayenne's dress never looked so stunning, and so was Robe's. But Rarity's outfit, almost displaying her cleavage, won my eyes over. Although, what really won me over was how her skirt showed off her legs as well as most of her non-skinny thighs. It looked like her whole body was made out of marshmallow, eager to melt in somebody's mouth.

"Are you okay there, Mr. Kitsune?" Rarity asked, tilting her head at my gazing at her outfit.

"Ummm... Y-Y-Yeah." I stuttered mindlessly. "I'm sorry. It's your outfit that spoke to me in some way, like it was made out of sprinkles to match your tasty marshma-"

I closed my mouth quickly before even continuing that compliment. Robe and Cayenne were flabbergasted at that sudden movement, but Rarity blushed heavily with her legs crossed.

"I'm so sorry if I said that." I apologized quickly, hoping that I don't end up getting slapped.

"Well, somebody's got it bad for ya, Mothah Rarest." Cayenne joked. It was then the band came back onstage and started to play some more New Orleans music.

"Would you care to dance with me?" Rarity asked as soon as she heard clapping from the crowd.

"I'd be happy to." I answered, looking into her eyes as she took my hand and dragged me to the dance floor, with Robe and Cayenne following behind. As soon as the brass started playing, Rarity, along with the rest of the crowd clapped and danced to it, feeling the funky tune. I moved my body to the beat, letting the music take its course. Then, it occurred to me that the beat sounded more like "Sex Machine" by James Brown. Then again, the trumpets were included, so it felt a bit different. Rarity, Robe, and Cayenne move their bodies with the music as I watched them.

"What're ya waitin' for, honey? Get into it!" Cayenne shouted happily as she took my hand and led me to dancing with her. As I did so, I saw as she put my arms around her hips, making me get a good feel on her curves. It was then she rolled her hips in circles, showing a careless and kinky look on her face, as if she knew what she was doing. Almost being hypnotized, I went with it and followed her moves as the band plays. She then led me to Rarity, who happily moved closer to me, moving her hips. The way she danced almost lifted up her skirt, barely revealing her lingerie. She giggled before wrapping her arms around me as we moved our hips sexily, unaware of Robe and Cayenne whooping and hollering at us with glee. The party went in full swing, and evidently every mare has enjoyed their last night of "being sexy" before going back to their purity.

***

Rarity and I led me to a fashion room, consisting of a runway, and tons of designer-crafted clothes. I looked around and saw loads of beautifully made dresses, along with various outfits.

"Like the place?" Rarity turned to me with a smile.

"Love it." I replied. As soon as I stood behind the runway, I watched as Rarity picked up some outfits from the closet and presented them to me.

"I've been eyeing on you for a long time, darling, and I thought to myself about how 'plain' you looked in that outfit you have on now." Rarity said as she laid five outfits down. "So, I figured that there should be some outfits I'd like for you to try on. You wouldn't mind accepting my challenge, would you?"

"Ummm... Ok." I accepted. "But, what challenge?"

Rarity put her hands together happily. "Perfect. Now, I have laid out some outfits for you to choose. Your challenge is to try your luck on which outfits impresses me. As a bonus, you'll walk up to that runway behind you, showcasing your stuff to me. Don't worry, this won't be an embarrassment."

I took a look at the outfits she showed to me, all of which was impressive to look at. The first two were casual outfits; one was a striped-shirt-and-khaki-pants-with Italian-tailored shoes, while the other is a workout uniform with red and green sneakers, different than my old workout suits. The third happens to be a carefully stitched and patterned dark blue suit, and a bespoke buttoned light blue shirt. I touched the fabric and wondered if Rarity made those outfits herself, which might surprise me at the most. As for the last two, they were uncanny costumes made for a male stripper. One was a blue cop uniform, with the bottom being shorts, while the other is, oddly enough, a blue and lime green jumpsuit. I thought about what to show to Rarity and took the suit, the cop uniform, and casual outfit before going backstage.

"Rarity?" I called. "Mind telling me who tailored those clothes?"

"Why, I did, Mojo dear. And, I had some friends that helped with extra." Rarity proudly answered. Knowing that these outfits aren't just typical everyday put-ons, I decided to give credit where it's due regardless and put the provided outfits on. I started stripping off my clothes and put on the casual outfit on before making my way down the runway platform, normally posing for Rarity, who sat in front of me in the sidelines.

Rarity clapped in happiness as soon as she saw me in the outfit. "Why, it is a perfect fit! It's a casual Polo combo I've developed exclusively for preps. Their designs are an old classic, but memorable by piece."

I went backstage and took off the outfit, then put on the suit, placing them on me carefully in case it breaks out of nowhere. After setting up the jacket, I walked to the end of the runway, showing the suit to Rarity with confidence. She was shocked in joyous awe as she saw the suit fit me perfectly.

"Oh my stars... It matched your size unscathed!" Rarity exclaimed. "The suit was an unforgettable masterpiece crafted in the old days by an undisputed designer, who stated that only the worthy can wear her suits with ease! And among the others, you have fit the bill!"

"Wow. I never thought of it that way." I chuckled before going backstage once more and taking off the suit. After that, I put on the infamous cop uniform, starting from the top to bottom. Of course, the shorts were almost loose, but thankfully, the he belt was on the waist, easy for me to work its way around. I examined my crotch, making sure that the shorts doesn't squeeze too tight on my balls before putting on the hat that came with it. After that, I began making my way down the end of the runway, striking a proud pose in front of Rarity. She was left speechless at the sight of me, her eye started twitching before fainting with a weird grin on her face.

"Rarity!" I called before coming down from the platform and picking her up from the floor. I fanned her quickly, trying to snap her back to reality, then carried her body over my shoulders before sitting her on an empty chair. I tried looking for a cloth somewhere in the room, but then saw a small light yellow towel hanging on the side of the closet. I grabbed it and fanned it towards her face. Once Rarity woke up, she held her head still, feeling a little dizzy.

"Oh thank goodness." I sighed with relief before picking her up and asking her if she was okay.

Rarity looked at me and held her arms around my neck. "I... I'm sorry, darling. As soon as I saw that stunning stallion in that outfit, I must have died... and g-gone to heaven..."

I raised an eyebrow, giving no comment. Rarity pointed me to a couch behind me and ordered me to go to it. I walked to it and planted her down gently on the cushions before fanning her once more.

"You're still wearing it." Rarity gazed at the cop costume I still have on.

"Oh, ok. I could take it off and -" I was told no by her as she stopped me.

"Leave it on. I want to savor this moment." Rarity spoke softly as we stared into each other's eyes for a while. Suddenly, she closed in on my lips, touching them with hers, engaged in slow kisses. She moaned softly, letting the kiss sink in before putting a hand on the back of my head and pressing me closer, deepening the connection. Chills ran down each other's spines as we continued kissing heavily, followed by touching tongues. Every kiss led to a slow embrace, and we breathed heavily before letting go. Rarity then got up and started to strip off her blouse, and I helped her by undoing her bra, letting out her D-cup breasts in display. She sighed happily before pressing her lips against mine again, only to lead my head down to her breasts. I helped myself to one of her nipples, rolling my tongue around it. The heat in our bodies intensified, leading us to embrace each other once again, this time, feeling each other's crotches in anticipation.

"Mmmmm... I never thought that I'd be pleasured by an officer as sexy as yourself." Rarity purred.

"I used to be a prisoner until I came here in GEA." I whispered in her ear, blurting out my honesty.

"Oooooh, a prisoner turned officer. Even better." Rarity replied in a sultry voice. "

As soon as she turned her back, she pressed her body against mine harder, rubbing her ass against my crotch. We panted and breathed heavily as the heat from our bodies collaborated, making us feel even hotter. Desperate to beat the heat, Rarity stroked her own body slowly all the way down to her heat under her skirt. I helped her out by stripping her out of her skirt as well as her panties, setting her nakedness free. I wanted to take off her heels, but she stopped me from doing so, and turned to me still being fully clothed.

"Would it be a crime for me to strip an officer bare naked?" Rarity bit her lip.

"Only if I say otherwise." I answered confidently. Rarity grabbed me gently by my shirt and ripped it off, and stripped off the belt before dropping the shorts down with her magic. She took sight of my nude body in awe, placing a hand all over my chest. It was then she kneeled down to my member, giving it several strokes with her magic.

"Looks like I'm a criminal for sexually assaulting an officer, eh?" Rarity licked her lips before pulling back the skin and kissed the tip of my member. As soon as it was fully hardened, she gave herself a taste of it, licking the shaft a few times. She then put half of my length in her mouth, lubricating it thoroughly. My eyes rolled backwards at the sensation of her mouth as well as her technique. And, it seemed to get better as she attempts to add another inch into her mouth slowly. After pulling back, she sucked close to my full length and back in a moderate pace. I watched her go almost all the way and encourage me her a bit before caressing her hair.

"My God! Pretty...kinky...for a classy mare, huh?" I uttered, trying to hold my release.

Rarity pulled my length out of her mouth and stroked me some more with a proud smile. "What can I say, darling? I live up to my name as the type of lover you want."

Rarity rose up and led me to the catwalk, and put one of her legs up to it, and with a lewd face, she showed her waiting marehood to me. I went down to it, and after placing my hand on her ass, I gave it a swift lick, making her moan sharply. Then, I rolled my tongue around her entrance and entered inside, teasingly between her lips. After hearing her moan, I touched her walls, getting a taste of some of her marshmallow sweetness. Rarity, impressed in heavy arousal with my tongue work, pulled my head closely to her marehood, waiting for her moment to release.

"Oh, yes! Just like that, baby! Don't make me cum just yet." Rarity moaned in pleasure. But, she didn't want to end that way, so she used her magic to stroke my member yet again. It was then I pulled out of her marehood and aimed my member at her marehood. However, she stopped me and rolled over to her back, spreading her legs wide enough.

"I'm all yours now, honey. Skip the roleplay, and ravish me." Rarity ordered.

As soon as her aura whirled around my member, she pulled me in quickly, almost hitting her groin with mine and making her squeak. She held her arm around my head and sat up to look at my eyes. I started to thrust my hardness into her marehood, finding my rhythm. Every thrust made Rarity moan in pleasure as it touched her walls, which massaged my member smoothly. She demanded me to keep going and screamed in ecstasy, with the burning desire in her mind making her feel uncontrollable. After Rarity put her other arm around my neck, she picked herself up quickly and wrapped her arms and legs around me with a bite of her lower lip.

"Ready for me, big boy?" Rarity uttered in a sexual tone. I then thrusted my way upward into her marehood some more, but with a faster pace. She held me tightly, letting nothing go as she screamed and cursed in unspeakable pleasure. It felt like she wouldn't want to stop for anything until she said so, as she was bound to reach cloud nine. I sent extra thrills to her by thrusting slowly and licking her neck, which made her turn to me with a kiss to my lips. After several kisses, I stopped my thrusts and carried her to the runway, gently pulling her out of my member. Then, I climbed up to it and laid on my back for Rarity to get on top of me.

"You are... Just too kind." Rarity complimented between breaths before climbing on to me, using member at her wetness. She then pushed down, entering it inside her before bouncing on me. Rarity screamed with bliss, feeling the sensation of sex with me as if she had never felt in a long time. We both moaned and embraced each other like crazy young lovers in heat, kissing deeply and hugging tightly. After several more thrusts, I felt like I was ready to release, and once I alerted her, she stopped me, pulled out, and started milking my member. I'm groaned as I felt my load coming closer. After several strokes, Rarity put my member in her mouth, and at the same time, a load of my semen spewed out. Once she felt my load, she swallowed it all, and sucked it all clean.

***

"Sweet fucking Celestia, that was divine!" Rarity exclaimed in satisfaction as she laid on my chest. I thanked her with a kiss and laid my head back as we both breathed for air. We let the moment sink in, kissing each other, lip to lip, as if we were a couple.

"You have been such a gentleman to me back at the party, and gave me so much pleasure, it nearly let out a monster in me. It was unlike anything I have ever dreamed of. I just couldn't seem to thank you enough."

"It's okay, Rarity. It was nothing." I replied.

"Oh, hush now, darling." Rarity retorted. "You must be paid with something for everything you've done for me especially a young stud like yourself. Not any stallion is as marvelous as you, y'know?

After I scratched the back of my neck and chuckled nervously, Rarity stood up to me, sitting on my chest, and leaned nose to nose with me. "Here, Mojo. Allow me give you this."

After Rarity kissed my cheek, the similar vibrations rolled inside my body, then all around my veins. I was then sent to temporary paralysis, but then quickly regained consciousness before seeing a bright light in the corner of my eye. It was then I saw on my hand a neon purple light forming a lozenge diamond.

Rarity examined the light and turned to me. "It's my diamond, or specifically, my lozenge diamond - my sign of generosity."

"Guess we're even, huh?" I wondered as the neon light disappeared.

"Well," Rarity smirked. "The night isn't over yet, lover."

As I raised my eyebrow in confusion, Rarity got up and sucked on my member yet again. Seems to me that a mare like her being so bottle up in heat for a long time can really tire you up but I think I can handle another few rounds...

""Oh, Mojo dear..., come here, you..." Rarity beckoned with a lustful look in her eyes, and spreading her ass cheeks wide while on her knees.

"Mojo was no ordinary stallion, he was just a God sent from the heavens! I just couldn't stop thinking about how he danced with me at that Mardi Gras party. I had to take him to the fashion room alone with me so can have him for myself. And the way he dressed in those outfits I showed him? He was divine from his shoulders of the suit to that bulge in that police uniform! Like a stripper in front of me! (fans) is it hot in here? Speaking of which, I couldn't get over how he carried me after I fainted. Why, he was no hero, but he saved my life! I just had to get his clothes off. And, oh, his body made me so wet through my panties. I had to let him take off my clothes and ravish my sweet pussy to his heart's content. I should remind myself to make another suit afterwards. Anyway, he deserved everything just for giving me a show. It was like an intimate fantasy come true, but a fantasy doesn't even begin to describe it! I wish I can see him again. No! I want him to see me again, and take me back to paradise!"