In order to get more comfortable with her body for the upcoming photo shoot, Fluttershy would spend all her time casually naked with Tree Hugger in the latter's private cabin, and sometimes they'd even take a stroll outside, enjoying the gentle sunlight warm their skin, the breeze tickling them all over. They walked hand-in-hand, allowing birds and butterflies to land on them, humming the entire time. Hugs would often pluck the loveliest flowers and weave them into her hair.

It wasn't that Flutters sexually preferred women per say, but she'd seen how predatory men could be, and rather than seek out an intimidating partner she'd settled on someone safe. Who'd take it slow and make certain she was always comfortable. Besides, she loved animals and nature, too! Not to mention how laid-back she was. She was perfect!

Hugs read her palm, consulted her astrology chart, trying to figure out what bad mojo Sunset was bringing down on the group. She hated to do this behind a friend's back but knew something was wrong. The Sunset she loved never would've resorted to threatening her after she'd changed! Flutters asked, “Can you sense anything yet?”

“Hmm...” Her eyes were closed as she they sat cross-legged facing each other, fingers delicately linked. “Hard to say for sure without looking directly into Sunset's aura. But it definitely seems like she's left a dark cloud around you. It's like she's hiding something real bad she's afraid to share. Maybe it's been in the back of her subconscious for some time and it's finally spilled to the surface. Like a repressed memory, you know? She's like a wild animal so stressed she's running on fumes.”

From her experience these readings were usually pretty spot on. “Poor Sunset.”

Tree Hugger opened her eyes. “Well, it's only what I sensed. Could be totally wrong. But whatever her deal is she shouldn't take it out on such a sweet girl like you.” They shared a warm smile. “Want to head back, let me make us a nice salad?”

Fluttershy giggled. “Yes, I...I'm hungry. Famished.” She used one of her little code words Hugs could always pick up on. A little bit of innuendo she'd never dare use in front of her other friends. They shared a special relationship. She giggled and threw her arms around the hippie who carried her back home. The she was gently placed on her stomach atop a mat.

Hugs broke out the baby oil, rubbed it between her palms, and touched Flutters' shoulders, who squeaked girlishly in reaction. She'd often pamper her with a sensual full-body massage to ease her tension. She would've done the same for Rarity, who would probably adore such treatment, but this was part of their unique bonding. “Ooh,” she moaned under a single touch. “Ah! Oh! Aw!” Tiny cooes answered with even the tiniest stroke, Flutters so ultra-sensitive she would have fluttered her wings in response, were humans born with such. With a full blush she closed her eyes and cried, “T-Tree! Aaaahhhhh!”

With a grin the hippie brushed her hands over her shoulders, traced down her back which made Flutters arched into her tender touch, to the dimples of venus, which she playfully tickled until her partner squirmed and moaned until she started to tear-up in happiness. “L-lower,” she begged and Hugs' palms rubbed an oily sheen into her buttery buttcheeks and hips, kneading the soft flesh which rippled under her caresses. Flutters spread her thighs in response, fully exposing herself below.

Hugs spread her cheeks wide and planted a playful peck on her pastel-pink butthole. “Ah,” she cried. “M-more.” Gently she placed her tongue upon it, traced its circumference, felt it clench, contracting under her ministrations. “L...lower.”

She turned Flutters over to face her, watching those heavy melons rise-and-fall in rhythm. She touched mounds that were more than a handful, smooshing oil into her flesh, pastel-pink inverted nipples popping fully erect to the surface. “Are you sure, babe? I don't wanna do anything you'll be uncomfortable with. It'll mean going all the way and that sometimes changes a relationship.”

“M...my whole body is yours to do whatever you wish with,” she whispered with a coy smile and bashfully turned her head to one side, her pink tresses partially hiding her blushing face. It had started out as practice for whenever Flutters decided to date a boy, but developed into a full-blown relationship that they'd comfortably settled into. Hugs held up fingers and stuck out her tongue to await her decision. “B-both. I want all of you inside me. M-make me all yours!”

Hugs nodded, planting a delicate kiss on both her unusually wide nipples, traced her tongue down her cleavage, over her navel, and stopped before her vulva, gently pulling in her pink pubic hairs with her teeth. Flutters grinded her crotch up to Hugs' face. “D-don't tease me anymore! Put it in me!” She was rewarded with fingers wrapping around both sides of her labia, spreading it fully open to reveal the already moist and glistening flower within. Her swollen clit twitched and her vagina shuddered.

She buried a couple of digits knuckle-deep in her, explored further-and-further, until she felt a fleshy bit that was her g-spot, stroking it which made Flutters shrilly scream and thrash about. “Ah-ah! More! F-fudge!” Blissful tears rolled down the corners of her eyes as Hugs kissed her love button, gently nibbling it between her teeth, suckling on it and rolling it about with her tongue. “Oh Tree! Trrrreee!” She thrust up her hips and squirted small sprays of female cum all over her face.

Tits rapidly expanded and contracted with each panting heave, and she covered her fully red face, her urethra twitching her her pussy with the last traces of release. “S-sorry, Tree Hugger. I didn't mean to...on your pretty face.... S-sorry...”

“I liked it,” replied Hugs who traced the wetness that soaked her with each digit and licked the salty goodness clean with a smack of her lips. “It means I made you feel really good, babe. And that makes me feel really good, too!” She cuddled up to her, rubbing their bared flesh together, in order to soak up some of that oil onto her own skin. They held each other, kissed, and soaked in the after glow. She lit up a joint, took a long drag, then passed it to Flutters who did the same.

Whatever the deal was with Sunset, she now felt ready for the photo shoot. She only hoped the rest of the would-be models were doing this well or better. They surely had exactly what was needed to win this contest!

Applejack did her own little ritual to prepare. She waited until the asscrack of dawn when the cocks started to crow, led a horse out of the barn by the reins, and stripped completely naked save for her hat, having the animal lower itself so she could mount it. She kicked a leg over it and straddled its powerful back with equally strong thighs. “Yee-haw,” she cried with a smile as her steed galloped off into the wild. If she got caught by anyone she'd simply say she went for a swim at the local pond like she usually did when no one as about and someone had stolen her clothes while she was bathing.

She blushed and yelled and bounced atop her ride, the wind whipping her blonde hair behind her, her butt slapping and her freckly tits swaying about. She had to admit this was infinitely more thrilling than she thought it would be; the idea that someone might catch her fully nude in public at any moment. Thankfully that was unlikely at this hour in such a remote location.

After a hard ride for quite some time she'd worked up a sweat, and her mount was tired, so she pulled to as top, patted it on the head, and slid down near the riverbank. She tied her horse up to a tree, tossed her hat aside, and stepped into the cool waters with a low moan, eyes closed as she submerged herself thigh deep. She scooped up the waters and tossed them over her freckled physique. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. She certainly felt freer than she ever had in her entire life!

Sunset did her best to avoid her friends as she wandered the school halls, looking between all the varied faces, half of them lusting after her, the rest avoiding her as she stalked about. Thankfully she looked much better today, and had gone back to her old outfit, the only one a bad girl like her deserved to wear. At least that's what she told herself. It belonged to a dead girl, after all. Why waste what she had so cruelly taken? To her surprise it still fit quite well even now.

“Flash Sentry.” He uncomfortably smiled back at her, and she grabbed him by the hand, dragging him along. He cocked n eyebrow but followed alongside her anyhow. She brought him into Nurse Redhert's office, closed the door, and shoved a bookcase in front of the entrance. “Good. She should be on lunch break for at least half an hour.”

“What's this all about, Sunset? You know I'll always lend an ear.” He'd tried to ask her back out on a date a few times but something had always interrupted them or come up which broke the moment. “Uh, hey would you maybe like to-”

Sunset stared him down. “I want you to hatefuck the shit out of me.”

“Er...what?” He must've misheard her. “What? Here? We're not even dating! Besides, I'm not too sure I'd be comfortable with that. It's been quite some time since we...you know. And we never did it like that. You preferred the top back then.”

“All the more reason. I'm a terrible person. A bad girl that needs to be punished.” She tossed her jacket aside. “You really plan to pass this chance up? You still haven't made a real move on Twilight after all this time!”

“Yeah. It would never work since we live between different worlds, and as for the Twilight here, she's totally obsessed with you. Not that I blame her. You always were a stunner. You seduced me back then and wrapped me around your finger.”

She'd faked her age in order to enroll in that highschool and worked her way up the grades intentionally to build up her powerbase. She needed to be certain everyone feared and respected her. It seemed so embarrassingly petty now. She'd been nothing but a bully who'd gotten off easy. “You want me to beg for it? Because I will.”

“No. I'll do it.” He didn't understand what her game was but he'd be happy to have another shot at her. Aggressive sex wasn't really his style, but he always followed the lead of his partner. He tried to work up some anger at what a bitch she used to be, seizing her by the waist with both hands, and tossing her onto the bed. She landed with a hard bounce.

Not that he gave her a moment's rest. He practically ripped her blouse off, tossing it aside, and yanked her black bra so hard the clip at the front popped open, her voluptuous mounds spilling free. “That all you've got,” she taunted with a hatefully smug look. To his surprised he backhanded her across the cheek. Not too hard but it left a red mark that momentarily shut her up.

He grabbed her black fuck-me boots by the ankles, lifted her legs up high and let them rest over his shoulders, and jerked her skirt up, exposing her see-through lacy black panties which were already a bit moist in the crotch area. “You always were a complete slut,” he said, shocked at his own harsh words. “Looks like you need a hard cock to put you in your place!” He sunk his fingers into the band of her panties, dragging them over her bottom and pussy, all the way over her legs, before pulling them off, bunching them up, and stuffing them into her mouth to muffle her feigned protests.

He undid his belt and pants, pulled his already erect dick from his briefs, and slapped it a couple of times upon her cunt before he sunk it in. Her back arced and her legs shuddered. He pulled her arms behind her, used her shirt to tie them to the bedpost, applying all his skills from the boyscouts so she couldn't easily escape. She wanted this and he'd give it to her good! To his shame he'd really started to get into it. He liked to think he was a gentleman but exercising this sort of power was surprisingly thrilling. Of course that was only because this was a consensual game between them. He couldn't stand to really hurt a girl.

Muffled moans answered him once he started to rail her far harder than he had any girl before. He squeezed the excess bit of fat around her hips hard to hold her in place with each thrust, watched hr eyes blissfully glaze over, growing ever wetter with audible schlicks even time he sunk deep into her. Her breasts bounced about, her legs locking behind his head.

He angled her further back, pushing her legs until they were about her head, her ass raised upwards so that he could could hilt her balls deep with each violent thrust. “Take it bitch.” Normally he rarely cursed, let alone used gendered insults, but he had to play the character she demanded, and had to admit it was somehow so satisfying to just cut free, let out all the anger she'd ever welled up in him. “You want to be my fucktoy, huh? Want me to fuck a baby into you?”

Of course neither of them actually wanted that. Thankfully she'd prepared some birth control pills beforehand to take later just in case. She wanted him to do her raw and shoot his load inside. For all she knew this could be the last time she'd be willingly fucked in her life. She dreaded the idea she'd become someone's prison bitch. But maybe a murderer deserved that.

“Oh Sunset, you're-” She contracted around him. “You're so damned tight! So fucking wet and tight-!” His face twisted as hiss warm stick loads fired off into her. He'd looked at bunches of her nude photos, like most of the boys, reminisced over what they once had, but he hadn't jacked off in quite a while, let-alone made it with a girl. He exhaled with his release.

Once he'd finally finished he met her eyes and saw that she was crying. He hurriedly pulled out and removed the panties from her mouth which made her cough. “Sunset, I'm sorry!” He knew they should've had a safe word and some sort of signal in case things got out of hand. He felt like complete shit. “I didn't really hurt you, did I?!”

Sunset shook her head. “N-no...it's nothing to do with you. Sorry I ruined the moment. All I do is screw things up.” She'd actually been enjoying the hell out of it until her mind had wandered too much. It was a mix of pain-and-pleasure, a need to be wanted and punished simultaneously, eros-and-thanatos mixing as she rode the line between a desire to live and an equal desire to finally die. “At least you were able to finish.” She clumsily and awkwardly redressed and patted herself down.

“Hey Sunset. Any time you want to talk, I'm here. That was just some role-playing. You're still a close friend to me.”

“Thanks. You too.” She wiped her nose and turned her back so he wouldn't see her cry some more. The more kindness her friends showed her, the harder it was for her to deal with it. She needed to be hated. Her head ached when she stumbled out into the hall. The Dazzlings were right. She was a monster. Time to stop lying to herself. She stalked on ahead.

Author's Notes:

Debated whether this fic would just be constant full-on nudity/innuendo or have explicit sex, but decided to go with the latter. Apologies to Flash Sentry haters (I don't mind him!), but it seemed to make sense this story's version of Flash/Sunset would have had a full-blown sexual relationship.