Chapter 1
Wallflower Blush looked at the time. The school day had been over for a while. She looked around.
As usual, she was alone in her garden. With a sigh, she turned to the small toolbox and pulled out a trowel. There was a lot of work to do and these pants wouldn't plant themselves. She grabbed a watering can and settled down in a corner of the garden where some potted angelonias were awaiting to be placed in their new home. With a grunt, Wallflower began her toiling.
“Wallflower?”
The green girl's heart leapt. She turned around with a bright smile on her face. She came! Jumping to her feet, she ran to the newcomer. “Sunset Shimmer!” she cried out.
“Sorry I'm late” Sunset smiled sheepishly, “Got held up helping Thunderbass get started with his portion of our project. Poor guy! His computer took a dump. We had to print up everything I did so he could work on it at home. Can you imagine? Having to do everything the old-fashioned way.” She let out a snort of laughter, “What am I saying? I was doing that myself not a few years ago!” She stopped when she noticed Wallflower's blank stare. “What?” she asked, “Didn't you get my text?”
Wallflower shook her head.
Sunset frowned and pulled out her phone. “That's odd...” she murmured, opening the messaging app. “It says it sent.”
Just then, Wallflower's phone let out a ding. She retrieved out her phone and checked it. “It just arrived.”
“Ah,” Sunset smiled, pocketing her phone, “the wonders of modern technology! So,” she removed her leather jacket and placed it and her book bag in a place out of the way, “where are we starting?”
Wallflower pointed to the corner she came from. “Right over there” she said, “We need to prep and dig the whole bed. I'd like to get these flowers planted before it gets dark.”
Sunset placed an arm around Wallflower's shoulders. “Okay. Just point me where you need me.”
Though the evening air was cool, the effort needed to tend to the soil had caused the pair to work up quite the sweat.
“Phew!” Sunset gasped, wiping her brow the back of her gardening glove. “Could you pass me a water bottle?”
Wallflower went the small cooler and pulled out a drink her Sunset and herself. She handed a bottle to Sunset and watched as the fiery girl tilted back the bottle. Though, it wasn't the disappearance of clear liquid Wallflower was watching. She was looking at the layer of sweat that had formed on Sunset's skin. The way it made her glisten in the light. She shimmered in the sunset. In it, Wallflower saw how muscular and lean the other girl was. More than that, the sweat had caused her formfitting shirt to stick to her body, further accentuating her curves.
She bit her lip as she watched a bead of sweat truckle from Sunset's brow, down to her chest, and become lost under her shirt.
Wallflower blushed when her ogling became noticed by Sunset.
“Well...” Sunset said with a smirk. She poured the rest of the water over her head. She would have preferred a longer shower, but this sufficed. Already, she felt refreshed.
She eyed Wallflower with an inward grin. “Guess it's time to get back to work.” She gave her empty bottle to Wallflower and returned to her digging.
The two worked from opposite sides of the flower bed before eventually meeting in the middle. As she worked, Wallflower resisted all urges to look over to Sunset. Though she could feel the other girl's eyes occasionally glancing at her. Still, she managed to steal small glimpses at the magnificently sculpted woman beside her.
“Aren't you hot in that sweater?” Sunset asked, handing Wallflower a cold water bottle.
“Well,” Wallflower answered hesitantly, “kinda. Yeah, it's great for the cool classrooms, but not so much for manual labor.”
“Then take it off, silly.”
“Um...” the shy girl blushed.
Sunset's eyebrows raised. “What?”
“I don't really...” Wallflower began.
A sly grin crossed Sunset's face. “You don't really what?”
“I...um...don't really...” Wallflower turned away.
Sunset's voice filled with malice. “You don't really wear anything under that, do you?”
Wallflower shook her head in embarrassment only to be shocked by Sunset's sudden fit of laughter.
“Oh, come on!” the redhead tried to control herself, “We're both girls here. Besides, we're so hidden back here, no one is going to stumble on us accidentally. And, even if they do,” she said with a wink, “I'll make sure they quickly forget it.”
Wallflower looked hesitant.
“Really” Sunset said, gently, “I see you melting in that thing. Take it off. You'll feel a lot better. Trust me.”
Wallflower took in a deep breath. She wasn't accustomed to taking off her clothes in the presence of others, even if they were of the same gender. Yet, Sunset did make an excellent point. She would feel better without the heavy sweater. Releasing her breath, she pulled her sweat-soaked pullover off and tossed it aside.
“Wow...”
“What?”
“I just...” stumbled Sunset, “never thought that's what you kept under that sweater.”
Wallflower looked down, confused. There was nothing out of the ordinary. She was wearing a rather simple flesh-toned bra. It covered and supported her quite nicely. She looked up, raising an eyebrow to Sunset. “I don't get it.”
“It's just that baggy sweater makes you look...smaller.”
Wallflower looked down again. She'd never really thought about it. She certainly wasn't one to go measuring herself against the other girls. Though, if Sunset mentioned it, maybe she was a little more endowed than some.
“Just saying” Sunset continued, “They look nice.”
Wallflower gave a weary smile. “Thanks.”
With their water break over, the pair set to placing the plants into the freshly dug holes. With everything already set up, this phase went a lot faster.
In no time, the last angelonia was planted. Wallflower went to putting all the tools away while Sunset gave the bed a light watering.
Wallflower let out a shout when some cold water splashed along her bare back. She let out a scowl as Sunset released a laugh.
“You looked like you could use a shower!” chuckled the redhead.
“Oh,” Wallflower's gaze darkened, “really?” She grabbed a full watering can and ran towards Sunset, dousing her with the can's contents.
Sunset let out a shrill scream as the cold water hit her skin. With another laugh, she turned the hose back onto Wallflower.
Wallflower retreated and returned with another full can.
With both girls thoroughly soaked and cooled off, they sat in the grass and admired their handiwork.
“Another day's job well-done” smiled Wallflower, knocking her water bottle against Sunset's.
Sunset took a swig. “Only makes me admire what you managed to do all by yourself even more.”
Wallflower hid her face. She wasn't used to such praise. Especially from someone like Sunset Shimmer.
Sunset noticed this and moved in closer to the girl. “Come now,” she said, wrapping an arm around Wallflower, “no need to feel embarrassed. You should take pride in what you accomplish. This garden is all yours. Your little baby. You've raised it from literal seeds. And, now, look at it. You've created a hidden Eden amongst the urban sprawl of Canterlot City.”
Wallflower leaned her head on Sunset's shoulder. “Why must you make everything sound so dramatic and eloquent?”
“Let's just say English is one of my favorite subjects.”
“That and drama.”
Sunset let out a chuckle. “Okay, you got me there. Though Rarity is much worse.”
“True” Wallflower snuggled into Sunset, “you are much more subtle. Though, I still think she's a bad influence on you.”
“Don't worry. I use her as a measure of the extreme where not to go.” She frowned as she felt Wallflower move closer to her and shiver. “Wallflower,” she placed a hand on the other girl's shoulder, “you're freezing. Where's your sweater?”
“Um,” Wallflower sat up, “I don't know.” She squinted in the dimming light. “I think I threw it over there somewhere."
Sunset got up and walked over to the area where Wallflower pointed. Sure enough, she found the sweater. “Well, this will do you no good” she said, picking it up. The article of clothing had gotten caught in the crossfire of their little water fight. It was now completely waterlogged and soaked in mud. Sunset folded the shirt and set it aside. She returned to Wallflower with her leather jacket in hand. “Here,” she placed it on the gardener's shoulders, “you need this much more than me right now.”
She began to rub at the girl's shoulders, trying to get some frictional heat to help jump start the warming process. Her own hands slick with mud, they slipped on the smooth leather and Sunset found herself with a handful of Wallflower.
This time, it was Sunset's turn for her face to turn bright red. “U-uh...” she choked.
Wallflower's reaction was no different. What with Sunset's hand on her breast. What intrigued her was that the other girl hadn't let go. Instead, she was doing anything but. With no will to make it stop, Wallflower leaned back against Sunset and let out a pleasurable moan. Blindly, she searched for Sunset's other hand and, finding it, placed it over her other breast. She inhaled sharply as Sunset began massaging that one as well.
With a sudden rush, Wallflower turned to face Sunset, wrapping her arms around her and pulling their lips close together.
Sunset, at first, was a bit stunned, but then quickly melted into the kiss. Her hands wandered about Wallflower's back, feeling her out. Eventually, her hands made their way to the bra clasp.
Wallflower's own hands were soon busy, trying to pull off Sunset's soaked shirt. It had become vacuum stuck to her form and Wallflower had some trouble removing it. With the shirt cast aside, she made quick work of Sunset's bra. Soon, both girls were topless, lips locked, their breasts rubbing against one another. Their hands massaging and exploring each other.
In the moment, Sunset leaned too far in and the pair lost their balance, falling to the ground. Wallflower's arms splayed as she landed. She gasped as Sunset's face planted between her breasts.
Instead of getting up, Sunset stayed where she landed, laying gentle kisses on Wallflower's soft skin.
Wallflower's breathing quickened as Sunset slowly began to move her way upward. Once again, their lips found each other. Wallflower inhaled sharply as something else was introduced to the kiss. A muscular tentacle was knocking at her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and granted Sunset's tongue entrance. In it slipped and quickly began exploring the cavity. It struggled briefly with the native occupant, but soon found a spot to call its own.
Wallflower giggled slightly as the foreign tongue flicked and tickled her palate.
After several minutes, Sunset pulled away, panting heavily. In the dim moonlight, Wallflower could see the excitement in her eyes. But, she could also see the want. Wallflower saw as Sunset's eyes glanced down at her pants ever so slightly, then back up to Wallflower's, seeking permission.
Finding her breath, Sunset whispered. “May I?”
Slowly, Wallflower nodded. Though, she didn't know why. This was far beyond anything she had done before. Anything she had thought of doing before. Yet, deep down, she found she wanted this. Everything about this moment, this place, she wanted. She swallowed down any inhibition she may have had. “Just take it slow...Please?”
Sunset gave a gentle smile as she slowly undid Wallflower's button and zipper. With tender hands, she grabbed the jeans by the waist and pulled them down. She removed Wallflower's shoes and pulled the pants completely off.
Cautiously, Sunset placed her hands on the band of Wallflower's panties. Her eyes locked with Wallflower's. “If ever you want me to stop, you need only to say it.”
“No!” Wallflower gasped her anxiety mixed with her arousal, “Please, Sunset, I want you. I need you.”
With that, Sunset removed Wallflower's final article of clothing.
Wallflower let out a gasp as the open night air touched an area it never had before. Her heart raced, her breathing hitched. Here she was completely exposed and it felt so exhilarating! Never had she felt so free. For the first time in her life, she was experiencing everything with every part of her body. She wiggled around, feeling every blade of grass beneath her.
Sunset allowed Wallflower a moment to savor this new experience before moving in. “Now,” she kissed, “What do you want?”
Wallflower ran her fingers through Sunset's fiery hair. “I want you.” she whispered, brazenly. She spread out, laying herself out completely to Sunset. “I want you to take me to where I've never been before.”
A sly smile curled Sunset's lips. “I promise I'll take it slow.” She leaned down for another kiss. “Tell me how this feels.”
Wallflower let out a breathed cry as soft fingertips brushed her most sensitive area.
“Oooh,” Sunset gave a sultry smile, “you are wet. That's good. That means we can get straight to business.” Her hand returned again to Wallflower's crotch.
Wallflower suppressed the urge to scream in pleasure as Sunset's fingers explored her folds. She squirmed when Sunset's thumb found her nub. Her breathing deepened and shuddered as the digit encircled and flicked it.
“You like that, don't you?” Sunset whispered into Wallflower's ear, “Now, let me show you how I got crowed the Video Gamer Queen.”
The thumb's movement suddenly sped up. Wallflower's mind became ablaze with the new feelings. Sunset was a master with a game controller and she wasn't holding any of it back. Her button was moved and pressed in all the possible combinations.
Suddenly, Wallflower's eyes shut tightly, her whole body arched and seized. She let out a shuddered cry as a wave flowed over her whole body. Her heart felt like it would burst from her chest. For a moment, she could neither take in or expel air. Though nothing could prepare her for the intense thumping in her groin.
It may have lasted for a short moment, but to Wallflower, it was an eternity. She fell back down to the earth, her brain and body in sensory overload. She laid still, panting, wanting to grasp every fleeting feeling.
“Wha—” she tried to speak.
Sunset raised an eyebrow. Could Wallflower really have been that innocent? “Ever heard of an orgasm?”
“Y-yeah” Wallflower gasped, “Just...never...” She let out a shuddered breath.
“Well,” Sunset said, thoughtfully, “I guess if you've never experienced one before... Though, really? You've never...um?” She made a gesture with her hand.
“Not everyone in this high school is as sex-crazed as Rainbow Dash. And, no, I've never touched myself.”
“Wow,” Sunset smiled, “then you're in for quite a treat.”
“Just give me a moment to finish this one first.” Wallflower was still panting for air. Sunset handed her a bottle of water.
“Here,” she said, “take a few sips. You sound like you need it.” She helped Wallflower to a sitting position. “There we go. Now, you just rest for a bit. It'll give me time to prepare for what's next. That is, if you want to continue.”
Wallflower turned and gave Sunset the brightest, broadest smile. “Oh, yes, please!”
Sunset gave Wallflower an encouraging pat on the shoulder and walked over to her book bag.
Wallflower looked on with great curiosity as Sunset pulled an object from her bag. Given how dark it was now, it was difficult to make out. Though, she could see Sunset's silhouette and she watched intently as Sunset continued undressing. With excitement and wonder, she saw Sunset step into and strap the object around her waist. Wallflower's eyes widened as she realized what the mystery object was. Slowly, Sunset turned and made her way back to Wallflower. With every step, Wallflower felt her heart thump faster and harder. Soon, she came face to tip with the object protruding from Sunset's groin.
“Is that—?” she gasped, gently reaching out to examine the object. It was hard and ribbed. Wallflower noticed it was covered in some sort of gel.
“Yes it is” Sunset beamed, “Keep this one in my bag for emergencies. Though, I think it may be a big for you. But, don't worry. I'll help you loosen up.” She reached out and gently laid Wallflower back down on the grass. “The main thing is to relax. You'd be surprised what you can get up there if you let yourself be loose. Though, since this is your first time, you're expected to be a little tight.” She rubbed her hands together to try to warm them then set to massaging Wallflower's inner thighs. “Just remember, if I'm moving too fast for you, you need only say the word.”
Wallflower nodded and settled down into the grass. Already, she could feel Sunset's technique working. Her whole body slowly began to unwind. Her breathing began to even out. She closed her eyes and allowed Sunset's hands to do their work. She felt them move closer and closer to her center till they were back at her area. She took in a deep breaths as fingers first began moving about her outer folds, separating her lips to expose her inner sanctum.
For a moment, Sunset stopped. Wallflower clenched her eyes tightly. The suspense was killing her. “Just do it!” she hissed. Seconds later, she was gasping for breath. Moans escaped her lips as she twisted and bucked her hips. “Oh!” she gasped, “Yes!”
A chuckle came from Sunset. She removed her finger from Wallflower, showing it to the girl. “I haven't even done the good stuff yet.”
“Whatever it is,” Wallflower cried, “keep doing it!”
“Okay,” Sunset laughed. She lifted another finger, “two fingers then.” She stayed tentatively at Wallflower's entrance, keeping a close eye on the girl. When she saw Wallflower was ready, she gently inserted them.
A gasp erupted from the green girl. She twisted and grabbed at the grass. Deep moans passed her lips as Sunset developed a slow, steady rhythm. Her breathing soon came to match each thrust and withdraw.
Within time, Wallflower couldn't take it much longer. The anxiety and anticipation was overwhelming. She wanted more. “Please,” she whispered, tears streaming from her eyes, “put it in.” She let out an excited shudder as she felt Sunset remove herself. She heard the shuffling of Sunset in the grass. She felt the contact of their flesh. The full weight of Sunset upon her.
“Alright,” Sunset said, placing a kiss on Wallflower's lips, “but, when I do, I want you to scream for me. Enough of this quiet, shy girl stuff. You're wild, Wallflower. Show me how feral you can be. After all, I am a pony, remember? Indulge my animal instinct.”
Lost to her lust, Wallflower gave a nod. With baited breath, she felt Sunset come off her slightly. Her heart pounded and her mind swam. All she could think about was Sunset Shimmer. She took in a deep breath as she felt Sunset position the tip of the strap on. Holding it in, she waited for the initial thrust.
Then it came. Wallflower didn't need to will herself to scream. Her body did it for her. Then another and another. Wallflower's cries intensified as Sunset showed no mercy.
What followed, Wallflower was completely unprepared for. The once gentle Sunset had turned into a savage beast. Wallflower let out a yelp as Sunset grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the ground. She yelled into Sunset's mouth as they shared a passionate kiss. Shrieks and howls filled the air as Sunset nipped at her neck and shoulders.
Wallflower suddenly remembered all that made her fall in love with the school bully. She was rough, relentless, strong. Even after her reformation, these attributes remained. Though, they had been re-purposed and re-channeled. Still, this was Sunset Shimmer.
All of it came together to build to this moment. Wallflower let out a warning cry, alerting Sunset that her orgasm was near.
Sunset, too, was approaching her own climax. She let out a grunt and pressed harder. Faster. With a loud gasp from Wallflower, Sunset reached her peak. Exhausted, she fell upon the other girl, both panting and gasping for air.
Wallflower felt Sunset loosen her grip. Her arms freed, she flung them around Sunset, squeezing her tightly.
“Thank-you” she whispered through her tears, “It was beautiful.”
After a while, Sunset regained enough strength to lift her self off Wallflower. She gently pulled out and laid on the grass next to her lover. Wallflower shuffled closer, but Sunset seemed a little hesitant.
“Err...” she winced, “sorry about getting a little rough there. I kinda lost control...”
“No,” Wallflower stammered, wrapping a reassuring arm around Sunset's trunk, “it was...amazing. I never thought I'd actually like that.”
“You don't fantasize much, do you?”
“No. Not really.”
“Hmm...” Sunset said, thoughtfully, “We may have to do a bit more tilling to see exactly what you do like.”
“Maybe on another night” Wallflower yawned, “I'm felling rather spent.”
“Agreed. Right now, I just want to lay here.” She pulled the green girl closer to herself, “With you.”
Wallflower closed her eyes, happily resting on Sunset's chest. This happened. This actually happened. She was taken by the most powerful, most wonderful girl in school. The same girl who now held her in her arms. The moon shone down upon them, blessing their love with its glow. The garden was alive in its light. This, everything, was perfect.
Or, it would have been perfect, if not for the alarm clock.
Wallflower rolled over and rubbed her eyes. In the darkness, she reached out and padded around her nightstand for the blasted appliance. Finding it, she hit the snooze button a couple times then returned to her pillow.
With any luck, she could she could re-enter that dream and continue it—if only for another hour. She let out a sigh when the alarm sounded again and all she had was a dreamless nap.
She turned off the alarm and prepared for the new school day. Still, remnants of her dream lingered in the back of her mind. By far, this had been the best one yet. So sensual, so vivid. Moreover, she did more with Sunset than she ever had before. This was certainly one for the diary.
Still, what were dreams if she couldn't have the real thing?
“Maybe today will be the day” she said to her reflection. She brushed her hair and gently styled it. “Maybe today will be the day you finally tell her.
“Courage, Wallflower.
“...still...” She wearily eyed her backpack.
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It was exactly the opportunity Wallflower needed. Everything exactly how she had pictured it. The yearbook room was empty and Sunset Shimmer was at the computer. Both of them shared a free period, so Wallflower didn't have to worry about Sunset's other friends showing up.
Wallflower let out a gulp and rose from her seat. Hesitantly, she approached the magnificent, fiery girl.
“Um, Sunset?” she whimpered.
Sunset didn't look up from what she was doing, but did indicate that Wallflower had her ear. “Yes, Wallflower?”
“I...um...” the green girl shrunk back.
Sunset turned and raised an eyebrow. “Is something wrong? Your computer didn't crash, did it? Did you forget to save?”
“No,” Wallflower shook her head, “nothing like that.”
“Then, what is it?”
“I just...” Her cheeks began to burn. “I was just...um...”
Sunset was getting a little impatient. She was in the middle designing a section of the yearbook and was hoping to have it finished before her next class. “Well,” she crossed her arms, though her tone remained gentle, “out with it.”
Wallflower winced. The power exerted from Sunset was overwhelming. The way she stared at her with those deep cyan eyes, soul-piercing.
“I...um...I...”
Tears welled and stung her eyes. She turned away, not wanting Sunset to see them fall.
“Wallflower?” Sunset's voice was full of worry and concern.
Wallflower heard the chair Sunset was seated in roll back across the floor and felt two strong hands grasp her shoulders.
“Wallflower, is everything okay?”
Wallflower swallowed, biting back her tears. She clenched her eyes tightly shut. “I...I...I...”
“You what?”
“I want...t-to tell you...”
“Tell me what?”
“T-that....”
“Breath” Sunset coaxed. She demonstrated a breathing exercise she had learned as Princess Celestia's student. “Just let it out.”
“I can't!”
“Can't what?”
“I can't do this!” She struggled out of Sunset's hold and scampered out the door.
Sunset scratched her head and looked on in bewilderment before returning to her computer. Normally, she would have run after the person after such an outburst. But, she barely knew Wallflower and thought it best to give the girl her space. She would wait for their next meeting to decide whether or not to address the issue.
Wallflower peeped into the room from the hallway. She watched as Sunset had resumed her work. Sadness panged her heart. Slowly, her hand made its way into her knapsack.
“Someday, I'll tell her how I feel.” Her hand wrapped around a smooth, hard object. “Someday, I'll get it right.” Her hand emerged from the bag. Wallflower set her knapsack down and took the Memory Stone with both hands. She closed her eyes and focused on the mystical rock. Tears trickled down her cheeks. She didn't want to do this. Not to her. But, she saw no other way.
“'Till then, I still have my dreams.”