You nodded eagerly. "Sure, I'll go with you. Lead the way."
Rarity's smile dazzled as she grabbed your hand in her magic. "Splendid! I don't live very far, so it shan't be but a short walk."
She turned toward the entrance and tugged on your hand. "Shall we go then?"
You allowed Rarity to take your hand and lead you out of the bakery, down the street, and toward a grassy field in the middle of town where her home and business were located. While on the journey there, you drew many curious looks and jealous stares from onlookers as Rarity pulled you along.
Rarity, as always, comported herself with class and paid them no mind, though whenever she would come up near a crowd of ponies, she would squeeze your hand a little bit tighter.
Almost as if she was afraid of losing you, after all, many shied away because they believed that Mrs. Cake was now "owned" you and that you were part of a "herd" with her. Then Rarity came and held you completely with a satisfied and victorious smile. It just disconfirmed whatever rumors they had heard only proved that Rarity was more assertive to ask you out. Hell, you practically handed off to her!
Not that you mind all that much. You were in this in 100%.
Best Dimension! 10/10 would open it again.
You began to think if you were to get with Rarity would also mean that you have a chance to bone the rest of the Mane Six and have Rarity be the first member of your new herd. You smile fondly at that as you looked down on the leading Bearer of Generosity, but instead, your eyes trailed down to her swaying bottom.
Though she wasn't overweight by any stretch of the meaning, she still had more than enough padding along her hips and thighs to justify her fandom nickname of "marshmallow." Her tail swung from side to side as she walked, giving you healthy glimpses of her puffy anus and engorged lips with every minute movement she made. In contrast to the rest of her dazzling white coat, the fur around her genitals was more of a smoky mottled gray, a somehow fitting complement to her regular color scheme. You observed a similar biological feature in Mrs. Cake when you were sleeping with her but never gave much thought to it until now.
"We're here~!" You looked up to see what she meant only to find that you and she had finally arrived at the place, Carousel Boutique, an obelisk-like building formed in the general shape of a carousel. She took her keys out, unlocked and opened the door, letting you get inside of the building. You noted that it looked a bit bigger on the inside, but overall, it looked roughly the same as it appears in the show, complete with sewing equipment, materials fabric, and ponyquins. "Welcome, Darling! To where my brand of magic happens!" she sang. "Make yourself at home, and sorry if it seems a little bit messy."
You thanked her, and when you complimented about the decor of her shop, she rewarded you with another of her beautiful smiles. "Why, thank you, darling. That means a lot coming from you. I always try to make sure that my little shop is in tip-top shape for my clientele."
Rarity's magic squeezed around your hand once more and softly stroked and caressed at your skin.
Rarity giggles, but her look turned to one of seduction and want, half-lidded eyes stare at your body, flicking up and down to check you out. You then noticed something about the smell: strong hints of sweet vanilla were overpowering the room, of which you were pretty was coming directly from her. Mrs. Cake had mentioned that her heat season struck her harder than anypony, and if that is true, she was using every ooze of willpower to avoid ravishing you right then and there but wanted to court you, such as a lady would.
Rarity's voice was full of silk and seduction as she fixed you with a half-lidded lustful stare. The "I'm-undressing-you-with-my-eyes" kind of stare. "Now, if you'll just follow me, dear, then we can discuss the reason why I brought you here in detail." Just her words alone sent a shudder down your spine, and you're pretty sure that if you hadn't had a boner already, you sure as hell do now.
Either way, you follow her, but soon you felt the presence of foreign magic, her magic, as she bathed your clothes in her magic power. Each part of your robe teleported off your body piece by piece until, by the time the two of you entered her room, she had stripped you to your underwear.
Just as soon as you entered her bedroom, Rarity closed the door behind you and locked it, and when she turned back to you, her eyes instantly darted down to your crotch. She eyed the obvious tent in your boxer shorts like a starving wolf eyeing a slab of meat, and her breaths became heavy. You let out a groan as Rarity pressed her snout into your covered crotch and sniffed deeply. She stood there for a full minute doing nothing but breathing and taking in your scent, and when she finally pulled away, she looked up and gazed directly into your eyes.
Her voice was husky and full of desire. "It seems that you are rather overdressed for the occasion. Here, allow me to fix that for you." And with that, your last article of clothing separating you from a ravenous mare disappeared, leaving your twitching manhood exposed to the open air.
Rarity sharply gasped, then licked her lips, looking in amazement at your twitching member. "Oh my, oh my-! Such an exotic shape, the empowering size, and girth! The strong musk is palpable and those suckable, round and plump low hanging fruits, full of delicious and thick creme." Her eyes look like it has hearts in her eyes as she had laid on your exposed crotch. You chuckled at that a bit nervously since you didn't know how to tell her you're mostly average. You could use magic to enhance your length and girth, but for now, you decided that you preferred for it to stay normal as it is. "Such a needy dear. I was told that Mrs. Cake has been draining you even after confirming a third underway, but those are just naysayers. You look like you can go around impaling that spear for some more. Tell me, you indeed have no herd?" she asked, her eyes never leaving your crotch. She was trembling, but it was more likely to contain herself from jumping on it more than anything else. She panted. You could feel her hot breath as she got ever closer to your meaty rod.
Rarity's smile dazzled as she grabbed your hand in her magic. "Splendid! I don't live very far, so it shan't be but a short walk."
She turned toward the entrance and tugged on your hand. "Shall we go then?"
You allowed Rarity to take your hand and lead you out of the bakery, down the street, and toward a grassy field in the middle of town where her home and business were located. While on the journey there, you drew many curious looks and jealous stares from onlookers as Rarity pulled you along.
Rarity, as always, comported herself with class and paid them no mind, though whenever she would come up near a crowd of ponies, she would squeeze your hand a little bit tighter.
Almost as if she was afraid of losing you, after all, many shied away because they believed that Mrs. Cake was now "owned" you and that you were part of a "herd" with her. Then Rarity came and held you completely with a satisfied and victorious smile. It just disconfirmed whatever rumors they had heard only proved that Rarity was more assertive to ask you out. Hell, you practically handed off to her!
Not that you mind all that much. You were in this in 100%.
Best Dimension! 10/10 would open it again.
You began to think if you were to get with Rarity would also mean that you have a chance to bone the rest of the Mane Six and have Rarity be the first member of your new herd. You smile fondly at that as you looked down on the leading Bearer of Generosity, but instead, your eyes trailed down to her swaying bottom.
Though she wasn't overweight by any stretch of the meaning, she still had more than enough padding along her hips and thighs to justify her fandom nickname of "marshmallow." Her tail swung from side to side as she walked, giving you healthy glimpses of her puffy anus and engorged lips with every minute movement she made. In contrast to the rest of her dazzling white coat, the fur around her genitals was more of a smoky mottled gray, a somehow fitting complement to her regular color scheme. You observed a similar biological feature in Mrs. Cake when you were sleeping with her but never gave much thought to it until now.
"We're here~!" You looked up to see what she meant only to find that you and she had finally arrived at the place, Carousel Boutique, an obelisk-like building formed in the general shape of a carousel. She took her keys out, unlocked and opened the door, letting you get inside of the building. You noted that it looked a bit bigger on the inside, but overall, it looked roughly the same as it appears in the show, complete with sewing equipment, materials fabric, and ponyquins. "Welcome, Darling! To where my brand of magic happens!" she sang. "Make yourself at home, and sorry if it seems a little bit messy."
You thanked her, and when you complimented about the decor of her shop, she rewarded you with another of her beautiful smiles. "Why, thank you, darling. That means a lot coming from you. I always try to make sure that my little shop is in tip-top shape for my clientele."
Rarity's magic squeezed around your hand once more and softly stroked and caressed at your skin.
Rarity giggles, but her look turned to one of seduction and want, half-lidded eyes stare at your body, flicking up and down to check you out. You then noticed something about the smell: strong hints of sweet vanilla were overpowering the room, of which you were pretty was coming directly from her. Mrs. Cake had mentioned that her heat season struck her harder than anypony, and if that is true, she was using every ooze of willpower to avoid ravishing you right then and there but wanted to court you, such as a lady would.
Rarity's voice was full of silk and seduction as she fixed you with a half-lidded lustful stare. The "I'm-undressing-you-with-my-eyes" kind of stare. "Now, if you'll just follow me, dear, then we can discuss the reason why I brought you here in detail." Just her words alone sent a shudder down your spine, and you're pretty sure that if you hadn't had a boner already, you sure as hell do now.
Either way, you follow her, but soon you felt the presence of foreign magic, her magic, as she bathed your clothes in her magic power. Each part of your robe teleported off your body piece by piece until, by the time the two of you entered her room, she had stripped you to your underwear.
Just as soon as you entered her bedroom, Rarity closed the door behind you and locked it, and when she turned back to you, her eyes instantly darted down to your crotch. She eyed the obvious tent in your boxer shorts like a starving wolf eyeing a slab of meat, and her breaths became heavy. You let out a groan as Rarity pressed her snout into your covered crotch and sniffed deeply. She stood there for a full minute doing nothing but breathing and taking in your scent, and when she finally pulled away, she looked up and gazed directly into your eyes.
Her voice was husky and full of desire. "It seems that you are rather overdressed for the occasion. Here, allow me to fix that for you." And with that, your last article of clothing separating you from a ravenous mare disappeared, leaving your twitching manhood exposed to the open air.
Rarity sharply gasped, then licked her lips, looking in amazement at your twitching member. "Oh my, oh my-! Such an exotic shape, the empowering size, and girth! The strong musk is palpable and those suckable, round and plump low hanging fruits, full of delicious and thick creme." Her eyes look like it has hearts in her eyes as she had laid on your exposed crotch. You chuckled at that a bit nervously since you didn't know how to tell her you're mostly average. You could use magic to enhance your length and girth, but for now, you decided that you preferred for it to stay normal as it is. "Such a needy dear. I was told that Mrs. Cake has been draining you even after confirming a third underway, but those are just naysayers. You look like you can go around impaling that spear for some more. Tell me, you indeed have no herd?" she asked, her eyes never leaving your crotch. She was trembling, but it was more likely to contain herself from jumping on it more than anything else. She panted. You could feel her hot breath as she got ever closer to your meaty rod.
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June 2, 2023
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