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The sexiest man you've ever met.

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This story is a sequel to A Lascivious Rainbow Dash and a Shared Bath in Tomato Broth


Rarity wakes one night to find that her mane has detached itself from her head and packed its bags. Her mane tells her that it is leaving to pursue new ambitions, alone, without her. Their time together is at an end, it tells her, but the blissfully sweet years they shared will never be forgotten. Before it says its final farewell, they make love together one last time under a moonlit starry sky.

This was written as a standalone story. Reading the previous story is entirely unnecessary.

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Comments ( 28 )

That description is hypnotic.

... I have no words for this randomness

We will never forget you, Rarity's Mane.

Wow, that was great! What were we reading about again?
-Kenny, King of the Word 'We'

:moustache: Yikes ! You're noggin's naked !

:raritydespair: I still have my tail my Spikey wikey

:twilightoops: look again Rarity

:raritystarry: I'm naked now !

:moustache: I:heart: Rarity

:duck: You're such a dear my precious scales

This was as random as you can get Bravo !

5737355 On a scale of 1/10 how was this story?

I wrote a review of this story. It can be found here.

5738015
12 tubas out of fourteen singing candelabras.

Ugh. So typical for a mane. One passionate evening of love, and then out of her life forever. Poor Rarity, stay strong. You can rise above this... once you stop itching at least.

Those must have been some good magic mushrooms

It's like Douglas Adams and Hunter S. Thompson got together, took enough drugs to kill lesser men, watched a marathon of Rarity episodes, and then decided to write a fanfic while consuming even more drugs.

And it's beautiful.

I... I have no words either. Wait, yes I do. Off the fucking wall oh my god what the hell were you thinking please don't stop thinking it I love this more hope for humanity please thank you and goodnight.

*PANT, PANT, PANT*

I saw this story and...oh fuck, let me...get my breath back...

Okay...

I saw this story, and I had to run over here to make this joke.

Ahem.

I guess their love-making was a HAIR-RAISING experience!

Now you may either laugh, mock me, or both. I'm gonna rest.

(collapses on floor)

So Rarity's bald now?

I give it four wats out of four.:rainbowlaugh:

you forgot the sex tag

A flock of birds passing by the window was struck blind by the sight and fell to the ground in a cacophonous clatter of squawks and flapping wings. They dived as one and struck the ground headfirst, their beaks driving into the dirt. Their bodies lay on the ground, dead, hearts stopped in the beholding of pure, unfiltered beauty. Arses pointed skyward, beaks down, their bodies were spread across the Boutique’s lawn like a sacrificial offering to the overwhelming and all-consuming glory of Rarity’s mane.

I lost it right about here. :rainbowlaugh:

Then I thought I found it...but then

When they finished, they lay in bed together, Rarity’s arm around her mane, her mane resting on her chest. They breathed slowly, heavily. Rarity's arm and chest itched. The sheets had been tossed out the open windows at some point during the frenzy of their lovemaking, along with Rarity’s armoire and half of a family portrait (the other half rested at the bottom of the stairwell outside the bedroom). Twin carnival ride-like tracks of ketchup and mustard ran along the floor and the walls in rollercoaster loop de loops and waterfowl swan dives. Half-digested dark chocolate fudge had been smeared on every available surface in the room, including each other’s body’s, so everything slumbered under a layer of sweet, sugary, slime. The air was humid and heavy.

I lost my s:yay:t right about here once more :rainbowlaugh::rainbowlaugh:
:heart:

5759601 :eeyup:

“But what?” Rarity cried, desperation leaking into her voice. “What do you want that I can’t give you?”

Her mane shrugged, and then a ping-pong paddle appeared beside it, apparently from nowhere. “Ping-pong,” her mane said.

“Um.”

I swear, I heard in my head the sound of a needle scratching off a record. Rarity's mane being sentient and Rarity's lover makes sense, but hair playing ping pong is just silly. Have an upvote for that, and that luridly purple sex scene.

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So what happened after? Did Rarity still ask Rainbow Dash for a date? Will she still try to become a Princess. Will Twilight and Rarity become better friends? Will she get a new mane? I hope you write a sequel.

*sobs* What ART without which life cachemar oh the humanity my spleen my heart!


That was fuckin' weird mate. 19 biazaro worlds out of 17

:rainbowderp:... ... ... DA'FUCK DID I JUST READ?!


5741952 Ummm... dude? You still with us? Hellooo? ...uh-oh...

You

I like you

I like the cut of your jib.

I like this story a lot.

You and I, we are not so different.

Also now that we have new genre tags this definitely deserves a "drama" tag.
5741121 Pretty much.

Songs shall be written about this parting that will live forever. The style is awesome. The story really gels.

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