//------------------------------// // 02 Seeding first // Story: Changes of a unicorn // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// With the hours that passed by, it was the morning that vanquished the dark grasp of the night. The white orb that was the moon was sent behind the hills of Canterlot while the sun rose back up once again. It was through those rays entering the bedroom, that Rarity woke up again to hit the day. Her nose twitched a couple of times before her eyelids followed. With a gentle moan did she rose her body up and opened her eyes in a slow manner. After the yawn had left her mouth, found Rarity herself rather happy and threw the blankets off of her slender body. Mere seconds later  had she decided to leave the bed as a whole. With a simple charge of her horn had the magical aura surrounded the curtains. Which then opened up to allow the full force of the sun take over the room.         And it was in that wave of light was the unicorn allowed her body to bath within it. Resulting in a moan of comfort that originated from the very soul of the unicorn. "Purrrfect," Rarity purred to herself. The mare closed her eyes for just a minute to fully enjoy the glorious moment.         The unicorn would have made her way down the hallway and the stairs in order to go straight into the kitchen. There she fabricated a light breakfast for herself and ate it on the spot. It was after a couple chews of food and sips of milk that the purple maned mare went over to the work area where she began to clean everything up nicely.         “Now this goes here, then these, go here... Why are the drawings on the ground in the first place?” Rarity couldn't help it but to just giggle at the very mess she had created by herself. The job seemed like it would take hours off of her life yet with the help of her perfected levitation spell, everything was cleaned up much sooner than she expected.         It was only after a rather intense hour or two that the very room was cleaned up once more. Everything was just placed back the way it was supposed to be and the mare was truly satisfied with the result. “Now this, is a room worthy for a mare with my style and elegance,” said Rarity to herself. Her eyes did a run through it once more. The mannequins were set up right again, the rolls of fabric stored back into their original positions and the sewing equipment placed back to their own respectable positions. Everything just seemed to be perfect in her eyes, the way it had to be.         With the smile still on her face did the unicorn walk back to the kitchen. She made a small drink for herself there. When the liquids were consumed, she prepared a cup of tea and made her way to the living room only to take place in her comfortable chair. But when she sat down in the chair, Rarity began to think back about her made up plan from the night before. How she would tackle the situation and eventual consequences for it. Difficult matters for a difficult time to come.         But those were really in reality just side matters. The bigger question had to be answered first in her eyes. How would she unleash both her manipulative nature and seductive nature to the ponies in town? The eyes closed themselves as her mind began to grind again while the minutes turned into hours before finding the perfect way to do it. An unusual dark chuckle slowly filled up the room as her eyes opened themselves again and she took a sip of the, by now ice cold, tea she had prepared, keeping the smirk on her face from the plan she came up with. ---   Time passed away for a little while as she sunk deeper and deeper into her thoughts. But only to be pulled back out of it by her little sister. Sweetie Belle came back to the boutique after school in order to spend the weekend with her beloved bigger sister. And it was the filly who greeted her sleepy and thoughtful mare happily.         Taken by a complete surprise from the arrival, Rarity shocked out of her thoughts and blinked a couple of times at first. “Welcome back, Sweetie, I will start on the dinner soon enough,” Rarity managed to say without any hiccups. She had managed to keep her posture while she shouldn’t.         “Alright, we eat at the usual time?” the little filly asked with curiosity in her voice.         The mare nodded in response and the hug was slowly broken from her sisters side who smiled and gazed with her green rims. “Then I'll be with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo for the remaining time, see you soon again sis.” And then she was just off. Gone like the wind that brought her to the building. Rarity waved to Sweetie as she left through the front door before her mind fell back into the ocean of thoughts.         It was some time later that the unicorn managed to crawl out of her chair and made her way once again to the kitchen. It was there where she started to make dinner for both herself and her sister. Rarity was going to prepare something easy for she didn't truly feel like cooking as always and just created very simple dish out of some haymeat, potatoes and vegetables.         Her sister returned just in time and together they had a great dinner as a starter of the weekend. The two spoke about their day and the events that had happened earlier that week. The most marvelous stories and daring adventures were always lived by Sweetie in her quest for her mark but everything she tried seemed to have failed miserably.         When the clock hit nine in the evening, Sweetie went to bed. She spoke her goodnight's to her sister. With a last kiss was give upon her forehead did the two separated their ways. The filly went upwards to her room as the mare returned to the living room to lay on the couch for a bit with a good book. Rarity tried to fight of the sleep the best she could but eventually realized the fact that it was a battle which she wouldn't and couldn't win it.         Thus with the greatest of care in her steps, she made her way over to her bedroom. And it was on the poster bed where she fell deeply asleep. But during her sleep the dreams came to her, dreams that caused a deadly grin to take form. ---   The days began to pass before they turned into weeks. The mare tried to remember everything in order to get her mind back in the state she locked away so many years ago. Rarity manipulated both friends and family alike by letting them belief her made up stories. But above all, she let each of them believe she still was the harmless fashionista they had come to know her as.         Yet in secret had she seduced almost every stallion in Ponyville with her charm, looks and body over the course of those days. First seducing her victims so deep, up to the point where they could only think about her. Then she indulged herself in sexual pleasures with them before erasing the memories from their minds. Nopony in Ponyville even had a clue of the manipulating monster Rarity had become in such a short amount of time.         While the moon stood high in the skies, the unicorn found herself standing on top of a hill that had a perfect view upon the rock in space. She wore the same black outfit as it was on the tea party and she just stared at the moon. "Tiredness of life, needing to throw the rudder completely around. Is that truly what I need to be doing here? To fall back into that whorish state of my mind from college? But think about the options that opened up, no more being a simply tailor or something the like," the mare mumbled to herself.         Excitement, that was the thing she was missing in her life. The very thing she had missed for years. Something she couldn't truly place herself, but knew it had been left out. And it were the sexual endeavors that returned it without a doubt. But she was lustful, greedy even, for more. Yet perhaps she would get more than she could have bargained for. Because on the line of madness, it was really easy to slip.         While her eyes kept staring at the moon and her mind rattling, her ears twitched from a rustle of the leaves and her head turned itself around. With the angles of her body and head, the sapphire blue rims almost appeared to be giving off light while her behind had taken the near perfect shape below the outfit. Plans were forged inside that brain of hers, a thing clearly seen through the eye, an eye that caught nothing on the hill itself. ---                      Tough one day, weeks after the plays had even started, Rarity had to put her abilities to the test. She had to find herself a challenge instead of the low intelligent stallions of the town. One that couldn't be beat so easily, one that would be the toughest of them all. Luckily she knew just the mare for the job. A cowgirl to be exact.          When the door of the Carousel Boutique opened under the classic chime of the shop's bell, it was exactly who she needed to have that entered. “Rarity, ya wanted to see me for something?” the hat wearing, orange coated earth pony spoke up.         The unicorn of the house appeared out of her working area and smiled to her with a nod. “Why yes, Applejack, I indeed wanted to see you. I just need to take your measurements,” replied Rarity just before she pointed a hoof to where Applejack had to stand.         “Mah, measurements? For what exactly sugarcube?” Applejack asked with concern in her voice. But concerned or not, she still made her way over to the pointed spot.         “Why, it’s for your new dress dear,” the purple maned mare spoke up with a manipulatively undertone. The unicorn knew if she could fool the cowgirl like her, she could manipulate anypony to her will without fear. But Applejack was mentally the toughest of them all and always saw right through these kind of things. In other words, it was the ultimate test for her other side.         “Ah did, Rares?” she continued to ask through. Applejack didn’t had any recollection of it.         That was the trick with Applejack, she always continued to ask through until it was clear for her. Something that made her low to the ground and really sober on matters. Exactly what Rarity had to counter. “Don’t you remember? Back on Fluttershy’s tea party, you asked me to make a new dress for when you go to the Gala this year,” replied Rarity in her defense.         Some time began to pass while the mares talked to each other and the cowgirl dug deep in her memory, trying to recall the party before she spoke again. “Wait...” she started.         Upon hearing that single word tried Rarity to keep her face as straight as possible. Trying to look like there was nothing wrong on the outside. But on the inside it was her heart that was racing like never before. She simply prayed it would pack out in her favor yet prepared for the worst thing to happen.         For a few seconds was Rarity kept in suspense. Seconds that seemed like hours upon one another. And then, just when sweat was about to break loose, the words of the cowgirl continued. “...Ah did ask you that Rarity, Ah am sorry for denying, but Ah just couldn't remember it sugar cube.” And after the words there was a smile which formed itself below her muzzle.         Those words calmed the unicorn down by a lot more then she had expected and wanted to exhale just so deeply but didn't do it. Her heart rate dropped itself back to a much more normal one before her eyes closed for just a little moment and let out a slight chuckle. “It alright, Applejack, everypony forgets something at some point right?” Rarity replied. She winked lightly to the cowgirl.         The unicorn then allowed her horn to coat itself in the blue aura. A piece of charcoal, paper and the measuring tape got levitated into the air. The tailor began to do her job and after some time had taken the needed data off the cowgirl. “Thank you for your cooperation, Applejack but now, I friendly ask you to leave so I can work on your new dress,” Rarity said in a normal tone. The piece of charcoal was laid down before she rolled the measuring tape back up against.         “Ah understand it Rarity, Ah have some business on the Acres anyway, Big Mac managed to break the plow plus we need to dig up Bloomberg's cousin,” the cowgirl said. She picked up her hat again once more. Though Rarity couldn’t believe those very words at all.         “E-Excuse me, but did you just say Bloomberg's cousin?” she asked. She had to know.         “Ah sure did, partner, but Ah have to go now, otherwise the job gets done tomorrow instead of today.” Applejack tapped her hat respectfully before she left the boutique for what it was and went just as quick as she came. Leaving a rather confused Rarity behind her.         Yet it was when the door was fully closed and fell back down in it lock that Rarity began to laugh in herself for the fact that she did it. The unicorn had successfully manipulated the mentally toughest pony in Ponyville. Of course it was just a small feature, but she had managed it. Not many could have said that. Her locked away side had returned and was driving in full throttle. Perhaps a bit too much, but she didn’t seem to care.