Rainbow Dash tilted her when she met Sunset waiting for their class. Sunset was wearing the same outfit as Mademoiselle Dagi, from the latex dress to the heels. It made her cleavage seem deeper, though Rainbow wondered if she was just wearing a push-up underneath the dress. She had a very bubbly smile on her face, complimented by a cyan blue lipstick.

“Hey, Sunset,” Rainbow Dash greeted. “You feeling alright?”

“Oh, of course, je suis magnifique,” Sunset answered, speaking with a French accent. “Why do you ask?”

“It’s just …” Dash scanned her up and down. “You don’t normally dress like this.”

“I am just, how you say, expérimenter,” Sunset replied. She perked up and skipped in place when Dagi appeared and went inside class, her boobs jiggling in the latex in a way Rainbow almost found hypnotic. “Shall we go inside?”

“Uh … sure, sure,” Dash said, distracted. That was weird. I gotta make sure I don’t stare. She followed Sunset into class.

Dagi leaned back in her desk. She picked up the morning newspaper, flicked it, and skimmed through the contents, taking a sip of her hot Parisian style coffee as she did.

Something caught her eye. Something in the news about a student working at the local film theater who just finished her first short film.

"She's cute," Dagi said to herself. She took another sip of her coffee and reflected to herself. Her plan was working perfectly.

Getting an idea, Dagi looked down to the newspaper again. She squinted her eyes and sped-run the lines accompanying the picture.

"Juniper Montage has shown excellent directing and editing skills, and may well become a filmmaker as prestigious as her father one day." She folded the paper, stroked her chin, and smirked at the machinations in her mind.

Sunset Shimmer stepped into her office, closing and locking the door behind her. She was still dressed in the blue latex dress.

"You wanted to see moi, Mademoiselle?" Sunset asked placing her hands behind her back in a submissive pose.

"Yes, I did," Dagi crooked her finger. "Come here, Sunset. I have something I want to show you. But first ..."

Sunset went up to Dagi's desk. Dagi pulled her in and gave her a kiss on the lips while pressing her hand up Sunset's skirt and lightly fingering Sunset's snatch.

Sunset leaned into the kiss. Dagi's thick lips produced a squeaking, sucking sound as she smooched her student, victim, and thrall. Cum leaked out of Sunset's vagina onto Dagi's fingers.

Dagi took her hand out and broke the kiss. She bit her fingers and sucked the cum off.

"How sweet," Dagi said. She pulled a tissue off her desk, wiped the saliva off her fingers, then touched Sunset's chin. "You're a bonne fille, aren't you, Sunset?"

"Oui," Sunset nodded. "Bonne fille."

"Anyway, about what I wanted to show you," Dagi showed Sunset the newspaper. "See her?"

"Juniper Montage," Sunset said, emphasizing her French accent badly. "I know her, oui. She's cute, non? I'd never really noticed it before." She held the newspaper up and made a circle with her fingers around her face, as if she was looking at Juniper with a monocle or some kind of eyewear to aid in her reassessment of Juniper's attractiveness.

"Yes," Dagi templed her fingers. "Sunset, I have a homework assignment for you. Come meet me at the theater when you get out of class." She let Sunset keep the newspaper and gave Sunset a smooch on the cheek that made Sunset grin and giggle stupidly. "Don't keep me waiting."

"My lady, you have my word I shall not be late," Sunset bowed and left the room, holding the newspaper close to her chest and continuing to admire Juniper with her newfound appreciation of Juniper's beauty.

Dagi chuckled to herself. "Won't be long now ... won't be long now at all."

"Here you go," Juniper Montage handed a bag of popcorn over to a moviegoer. She hummed a pleasant ditty after the moviegoer left her station. She had an overall more pleasant mood and a much nicer attitude since making her short films and getting that feature in the newspaper, giving her the attention and recognition she so craved.

Juniper went behind the counter to check on how various stock was doing. She still had spare bags of popcorn and cups. Good. That was all she needed to make it through the rest of her work day.

"Hello, Juniper," a sultry voice called.

Juniper raised herself up. She was taken aback to see Sunset Shimmer wearing an outfit that belonged on a catwalk, leaning against the wall with her hand on the counter. Another woman Juniper didn't recognize wearing the same outfit was standing around the corner.

"Hi, Sunset!" Juniper called. "What's with the ensemble?"

"Oh, you know," Sunset brushed a hand through her hair, "just trying new things." She leaned in rested her elbows on the table, letting Juniper see straight down her top. "How are you, mon cherie?"

"I'm good," Juniper said. "Can I get you anything?"

"That depends," Sunset tilted her head. "What's on the menu?"

"We've got popcorn, chocolate, slush ..."

As Juniper listed off the menu, she thought she heard a smack, like someone popping their lips. She glanced up and didn't see anything odd about Sunset, except for her company.

"Who's your friend?" Juniper asked.

"Her?" Sunset replied. "Oh, don't mind her. That's just my tante. She's visiting from out of town."

"I see," Juniper said.

Dagi leaned over and whispered something into Sunset's ear Juniper couldn't make out.

"You're losing her," Dagi whispered. "Reel her back in, then strike. Now's your chance."

"Juniper, would you be interested in hanging out later?" Sunset asked.

"Sure!" Juniper said. "When?"

"I was thinking later today."

"It'll be dark by the end of my shift," Juniper said.

"No worries," Sunset said. "We can make something work. Maybe watch a movie, or go home and play cards."

"I must admit, I'd like a little bit of a break from movies for a bit," Juniper said.

"Pas de problème," Sunset said.

"You gonna order something?" Juniper asked. "Cause I can see a line forming behind you."

"So there is," Sunset observed after a quick glance over her shoulder. "How about a slushie? Cherry flavor."

"Coming up right up."

When Juniper turned around to man the machine, Sunset kissed two of her fingers and pressed on the back of Juniper's neck. Juniper felt something wet, thought it was a bug, and went to smack it, but Sunset's fingers were safely away in it took Juniper's hand to finish the movement.
Juniper didn't accomplish much aside from smear the mysterious kiss mark that Sunset left, despite her lips never touching Juniper's neck.

Juniper handed Sunset the cherry, and Sunset made a show of how quick and fast she sucked the cherry slush out of the cup, giving Juniper a wink. Juniper blushed, understanding the implication.

Dagi gave Sunset a high-five, and they walked out of the store.

"Well done, my student," Dagi said, giving Juniper a quick, smug, glance. "She'll be yours soon
enough." She kept a hand on Sunset's shoulder as they walked out.

The night arrived, and the end of Juniper's shift arrived with it. She changed out of her work clothes, made sure she had her bag, and left the mall.

"Oh, hi, girls," Juniper greeted. She wasn't expecting to see Sunset Shimmer and her aunt leaning against a street lamp when she got out of the theater. They were applying some lipstick, using hand mirrors to guide it. "What are you doing here at this time of night?"

"Don't you remember?" Sunset said, applying some lipstick. "We said we'd hang out." She closed the mirror and lipstick and put them away.

"Yeah," Juniper said. "But I didn’t think we'd hang out, you know, here. Sunset? ... Sunset?"

Sunset was creepily walking towards Juniper. She popped her lips. The sound made Juniper feel light-headed.

"Mmm," Sunset moaned. "You look so cute. Like a big mint popsicle. I could just suck you up.”

"Sunset?" Juniper took a step back. "What's going on? Why are you comparing me to food?"
Juniper tried to step back again, but Dagi appeared behind her and clamped her hands on Juniper's shoulders.

"Relax, Juniper," Dagi said. "All will be clear in a few seconds." She leaned over and gave Juniper a peck on the forehead with her lips.

"Uh?" Juniper groaned, losing her focus. Her vision became blurry. Except for one thing. Sunset Shimmer approaching her. Sunset Shimmer, in that sexy dress, with her pale-blue tinged thick lips.

Sunset popped her lips. The sound echoed in Juniper's head.

"Sunset?" Juniper asked.

Sunset placed her hands on Juniper's shoulders, replacing Dagi's as they slid away so Sunset could steer the show.

"Yes, my sweet?" Sunset breathed, pouring her hot breath into Juniper's face.

"K-kiss me," Juniper whimpered. She needed it. She couldn't pry her eyes away from Sunset's lips. She wanted Sunset to kiss her cheeks, her face, her mouth, maybe a few other places. She wanted to know how those soft lips felt on her skin. "Please-"

She didn't need to say anymore. Sunset pulled her into a tight, deep, wet kiss, pressing her lips against Juniper's and using a bit of tongue. Sunset's hand down Juniper's pants and played with her cunt as it leaked cum which dripped onto the ground below, creating dark spots in the pavement.

"Two girls kissing under a streetlamp while one of them cums onto the sidewalk," Dagi observed, leaning against the front of the mall. "Romantic, non?"

Sunset broke the kiss. Juniper moaned, dizzy and unable to stand by herself without support.

"Ooh ... Sunset Shimmer! I - I - j'aime tes baisers!" Juniper giggled wildly, her shoulders shaking up and down.

"No worries, mon cherie," Sunset said, pursing and smacking her lips, getting a good feel for the lipstick on her mouth. "There's more where that came from." She wrapped her arms tight around Juniper's back and pressed a deep kiss into her again. Hearts appeared in Juniper's eyes while small amounts of cum continued to drip from her honey pot.

Dagi watched all this with a chuckle.

"Bonjour, class," Dagi said, walking into the classroom with a bit of extra confidence in her strut. And she already walked pretty confidently.

Rainbow Dash let her discomfort show when Sunset entered with the teacher and took her usual seat next to Rainbow Dash. She giggled.

"Sunset?" Dash asked.

"I talked with the professor about today's lesson," Sunset said. "Trust me, Rainbow Dash. It's gonna be great. You'll love it."

Dagi put a suitcase on the desk and opened it. "I have a special surprise for you." She pulled out a film reel and a projector, and set the projector herself without much difficulty. "We're going to watch a film. After it's finished, I think your understanding of the language should be greatly enhanced." She gave a low chuckle Dash thought sounded villainous.

Dagi inserted the reel into the projector and set the movie to play.

It was an odd, arthouse film to Rainbow Dash. Not only was there not a lot of French being spoken, but there was no audio at all. There were lots of closeups of lips smacking, popping, chewing, applying lipstick, all set in black and white. Dash thought she saw some still images of Dagi and a vagina snuck in there somewhere, too.

Several of the students' heads leaned forward, as if they were nodding off to sleep. Dash was one of the few who stayed alert, and even she felt a bit ... tired looking through all those clips. It was so montous and repetitives. Kisses. Lips. Kisses. Lips. Lips. Kisses, and the occasional still of Dagi.

The film reached its end. The last clip it had was a close up shot of a woman's cleavage, and Rainbow Dash was sure it was Dagi based on the dress and proportion. The camera lingered on her cleavage and lips, never showing her eyes, as she blew a kiss at the audience.
Sleepy groans filled the room.

Dagi turned the film reel off.

"You may be interested to know that Juniper Montage was the one who edited this film together," Dagi rolled her hands around eagerly. "Now that that's done, are we all feeling ready for some French?"

Dagi's answer was a bunch of sleepy groans.

Dagi chuckled. "That's what I thought." She put her palm to her mouth and appeared to blow a kiss, except, as Dash noticed, she seemed to blowing a huge bubble with bubblegum the same color as her lipstick.

The bubble came off her lips with a pop. Dagi held it up with the most evil grin on her face, and Dash knew she - and the rest of the class - was in trouble.

Adagio poked the bubble with the tip of her nail. It popped loudly, but instead of disappearing, it turned into a swarming masses of flying kiss marks. Bit by bit, the mass dispersed, and the kiss marks floated through the room like butterflies, looking for targets. The drowsy students made easy prey, and even the ones like Rainbow Dash who kept mostly awake couldn't escape in time before a kiss glued itself to their lips, and it was all over for them.

The classroom was filled with a musky smell as small amounts of cum escaped cocks and vaginas alike. Pleasured moans accompanying the sound of lips popping and kisses happening.

After a kiss had faded and left a mark, the students turned to each other and embraced each other, launching into a deep french-tongue makeout session, even with people they barely knew, sometimes breaking the deep kiss to share lighter kisses and peck and smooch their partners' cheeks.

Rainbow Dash hopped out of her chair and headed for the exit, only for Sunset Shimmer to jump in the way and bar her path.

"What's the matter, Dashie?" Sunset asked. "Don't you want a sweet kiss?"

"Out of the way, Sunset!" Rainbow Dash said. "I'm reporting this to Principal Celestia! And only Pinkie gets to call me Dashie!"

Dagi chuckled. "I don't think so. Even if you did report this to Celestia, it wouldn't do you any good. Or did you think I just waltzed back in here without taking any ... precautions?"

"What's she talking about?" Rainbow asked.

"Ignore her, Dash. Look at me."

Sunset grabbed Rainbow Dash by the cheeks and planted a wet on her lips. Dash moaned and shivered, oddly pleasured by the kiss. Her mind turned groggy and unfocused, like she was still waking up from a nap.

"Wha?" Dash asked, confused. "What's going on? ... Sunset, what did you do to me? You ... traitor."

"There is no need for such harsh language," Sunset pelted Rainbow's face with kisses, leaving barely perceptible kiss marks, as the cyan lipstick blended in with her cyan skin.

"Dash, why won't you just soumettre?" Sunset asked, despairing and confused at Rainbow
Dash appearing not to like her kisses. "I felt better when I did! You will, too!"

"Oh, Sunset," Dagi cooed sympathetically. "I guess you're just not strong enough yet. Here. Let me help."

"Fat ... fat chance," Dash muttered. She mustered up enough strength to give Sunset a hard sock on the cheek and bat her away from the door.

Before Dash could do anything about it, strong hands gripped her shoulders and spun her around.

The last thing Dash remembered was seeing a pair of cyan lips pucker up and move in for the killing kiss. Then her mind went blank.

"There," Dagi said, blurry in Dash's vision and her voice distorted and echoing. Sunset nursed her cheek in the corner. "That ought to take care of her. Soumettre, Rainbow Dash, soumettre."
Dash felt nearly asleep while she orgasmed, like having a wet dream in the middle of the day.

Looking up at a blurry Dagi without really understanding what she was looking at it, Dash fell to her knees while letting out a moan as her panties were soaked through.

A single word went through her mind; soumettre.

Submit.

Author's Notes:

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Intended Translations:
Je suis magnifique = I am magnificent.
Expérimenter = experimenting.
Tante = aunt
j'aime tes baisers = I love your kisses.
pas de problème = no problem.
Soumettre = submit.