//------------------------------// // 171. Help Me Out (of this dress) // Story: Azure Edge // by Leaf Blade //------------------------------// There were a great many perks to being a dragon that Fluttershy had always been grateful for. Flight was an obvious one, though dragons were far from the only creatures to possess that gift. Being born in the Dragon Lands also meant she was able to learn powerful magic from the academy, though given her experiences with her old magic teacher, that seemed a mixed bag at best. But the perk Fluttershy had always appreciated the most was her physical strength, that she had access to even in her much smaller, thinner pony form. The strength of a dragon was vast, and had a variety of helpful uses; from catching would-be assailants off-guard, to picking up and moving trees that threatened to trap or hurt her woodland critter friends, Fluttershy had always felt blessed by her strength. Though it wasn’t until this one day strolling down the streets of Bitsburgh that Fluttershy realized the most important use of her great strength. Carrying Rarity. Fluttershy held Rarity in her arms, and Rarity rested her head against Fluttershy’s shoulder, purring gently; it was wonderful. Granted, Fluttershy hadn't quite picked up on just how lesbian it was to be bridal carrying Rarity down the streets of Bitsburgh until after she had received several questionable stares, though Fluttershy’s nudity in the middle of winter may have contributed to those looks as well. It didn’t matter; Fluttershy cared not for the opinions of bystanders as long as Rarity was comfortable, and if any pony tried to make something of it, they would quickly learn that the temper of a dragon was not something to be provoked. Fortunately nothing quite so drastic was ever necessary, as Fluttershy got Rarity back to her room at the inn without any fuss, gently placing the weary unicorn onto the bed, and then sitting on the side of it herself, only realizing once the pair were back in safety just how exhausted Fluttershy still was by this entire ordeal. “Mmm, thank you, darling,” Rarity hummed as she stretched herself out on top of the sheets, Fluttershy’s gaze laser focused on the contours of her body as she moved. “It was my pleasure, Rarity,” Fluttershy chuckled and shot Rarity a teasing smirk. “Honestly, I just wish I could have carried you a bit longer. It was nice.” “Aren’t you the helpful one,” Rarity bit her lip, and Fluttershy felt her face heating up like she was sitting next to a hot shower and letting the bathroom fill up with steam. “I try,” Fluttershy said proudly. “Well,” Rarity sat up, groaning under her breath as she forced her achy bones to move, “if you do want to help me further, I don’t suppose you could help me out of this dress? It’s a bit tight and I’m a bit tired.” “Absolutely,” Fluttershy smiled brightly and got off the bed, the extremely lesbian overtones of Rarity’s request once again sailing completely over Fluttershy’s head. Rarity stood to her hooves, and Fluttershy admired for just a moment how good Rarity looked in Fluttershy’s dress, though Fluttershy couldn’t help but think that Rarity would look even better out of it. Rarity turned her back on Fluttershy and took a deep breath, and Fluttershy gingerly grabbed the shoulder straps of the dress. “It’s not gonna just fall off, huh,” Fluttershy mused, merely thinking out loud. “Absolutely not,” Rarity scoffed. “I’m way too THICC.” Fluttershy snorted and stumbled back for a second, her hands covering her blushing face. Rarity’s statement was true, but hearing her say it really threw Fluttershy for a loop. “You have a beautiful body, Rarity,” Fluttershy blurted out, absolutely mortified once she heard the words escape her lips. Rarity turned her head to look over her shoulder at Fluttershy and smiled. “So do you, darling. Both of them.” “O-oh,” Fluttershy’s blush intensified and she bore a shaky smile that made her feel, and probably look, like an absolute bottom. “Thank you, you flatter me.” “I only speak the truth,” Rarity said sweetly and shrugged, turning back to position so Rarity could remove her dress. Fluttershy took the straps of the dress and slowly lowered them, revealing Rarity’s gorgeous back, then her— as Rarity put it— thicc hips and butt, before finally dropping the dress to the ground, kneeling behind Rarity and staring at her toned, shapely legs. She was, in a word, mesmerizing. And Fluttershy wondered if it was simply because of their extremely close encounter in the forest that she now found Rarity so attractive? She had always though Rarity was fairly easy on the eyes, but this? This heat pulsing through her heart and into her body like radioactive liquid? This was new. But it wasn’t just the battle in the forest, though that did definitely jumpstart things a bit. It was a combination of things; Fluttershy already found Rarity rather attractive, and already wanted to get to know her better, but Fluttershy was scared. Fluttershy wasn’t scared of Rarity anymore. And if anything, she realized from the encounter in the forest— the sharing of magic, the fighting side by side, the mutual rescuing, and the sheer lengths Rarity went to in order to protect Fluttershy— that the two were one and the same in many respects. They fit together, like sword and shield. Fluttershy laughed under her breath though, cuz she wasn’t sure which of them was which. “Enjoying the view, darling?” Rarity said teasingly, and Fluttershy realized with morbid humiliation that she was still kneeling down behind Rarity, and when she instinctively looked up and her eyes were met by Rarity’s butt, she uhhh, well she did indeed enjoy the view. “Ahem,” Fluttershy chuckled nervously and backed away, standing up awkwardly, “yes. I, it’s uh, I um—” “I’m just teasing you, sweetheart,” Rarity giggled and sat down on the bed, crossing one leg over the other. More than you realize, I think, Fluttershy mused internally. “So, hey,” Fluttershy sighed, “I should probably go so that you can relax, huh?” “Yes, I suppose so,” Rarity said dourly, and it comforted Fluttershy that Rarity didn’t sound like she was ready to say goodbye yet either. “After all, you have a delightful little marefriend who I’m certain has been desperately missing your company.” “The feeling is mutual, honestly,” Fluttershy smiled brightly at the thought of Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy hadn't realized just how much she’d missed Pinkie, and how excited she was to see her, until Rarity brought her up. “And I will need to recover as much strength as I can,” Rarity groaned and laid down onto the bed, staring solemnly at the ceiling, “for what comes next.” “Oh?” Fluttershy bit down a smile; she didn’t want to assume or get ahead of herself, but she had a hunch about what Rarity was talking about, and it was a bit exciting to think about. “You’re finally going to—” “Yes, once I have rested and I am feeling myself again,” Rarity nodded. “I’m going to talk with Twilight Sparkle.”