Best Of Both Worlds
You're not one to brag, but if there was a medal for 'fastest time taken to get into a chick's pants after transfering to a new school' you'd have to put money on taking the gold. Or rather, you would if you didn't blow the last of your savings on the beat up old pickup that you and your girlfriend were currently sitting in.
And the identity of said girlfriend? None other than the fiery haired beauty of Canterlot High, Sunset Shimmer. Though love at first sight was cliched as it came, there was no denying that you were smitten from the first time you laid eyes on Sunset. From her showing your around on your first day and the through burgeoning friendship that followed, you could see what she felt the same, so one day you decided to ask her out.
Nothing big, just a coffee between friends (at least, that's how you justified it at the time). One lunchtime rendezvous lead to another, which lead to movie nights at her apartment, cheap (but nonetheless romantic) dinners at your place, to, now, the two of you sitting in the back of your pickup truck, looking over the glittering lights of Canterlot as you work a second finger into Sunset's gushing pussy, and she rubs her pert ass against the tent you’re pitching in your trousers.
As you plant a line of kisses down Sunset's neck, you're of two minds. The first still can't help but wonder how you managed to pull an amazing, intelligent, bacon haired bombshell like Sunset. The second however, is more concerned with using your hands to turn said bombshell into putty. As you work your duo of invading digits knuckle deep into Sunset, she throws her head back in a breathless moan, giving you the perfect opportunity to swoop in and capture her lips with your own.
The simple kiss turns into a wrestling match as your tongue dances with hers, each vying for dominance. You run a thumb over her clit, causing her to gasp and pull away, leaving a thin strand of spittle glistening in the moonlight for a few moments before it breaks, severing the last connection between your mouths.
"Anon," Sunset gasps, "I'm close..."
You increase the pace of your movements, stroking the inner walls of Sunset’s sex with increased fervour as your thumb runs circles around her clit. To top it all off your rear back a third finger before stabbing it into her sodden hole. You feel a shudder run through Sunset's body as she tightens around your fingers, and you go in for another kiss only to be stopped dead in your tracks as you're suddenly blinded by light.
Panic grips your body right as the effects of her knee shaking orgasm hits Sunset's. While you had always heard stories of kids being caught, quite literally, with their pants down by cops, you had never paid those tales any mind. Plus you had figured with the secluded spot you had picked, you were far enough off the beaten track that it wouldn't have mattered. Not wanting to give some beat cop a front row view of you knuckle deep in Sunset’s slit, you go to pull your hand out and smooth out her dress, only to discover that her genitals have your fingers locked in a vice grip.
You both swear, you from the imminent threat of being discovered fingering your girlfriend by a police officer, and her from the effects of her cunt shattering orgasm. As quickly as it appeared, the light dies and Sunset’s pussy releases your fingers from its iron grip, right as you attempt to tug them free. The unintended overexertion sends you flailing, and you slam your head on the floor of your truck as you go backwards.
As you and Sunset lay there seeing stars, you brace yourself for a harsh telling off at the hands of some uniformed killjoy, only none ever comes. Instead the only sound that greets your ears is Sunset’s laboured breathing, and the distant hustle and bustle of Canterlot's nightlife. Sunset groans as she comes to her senses, and you hear her give a panicked gasp.
"No... no!" You hear gasp as she leaps to her feet, "I can't believe it happened now!"
You assume she means the ill timed arrival of the cop, and sit up to stop her freaking out any more only to get a face full of Sunset's hair. Before your mind can even ask how you got a faceful of her hair when you felt her stand, you feel the tray creak and shift again as she jumps off. You blink away the last errant strands of red and gold just in time to see Sunset dart into the bushes, with not a cop in sight.
You don't know what's more astonishing; the fact that the cop seems to have disappeared, or that your girlfriend has just done a runner. With no time to think you call out after Sunset and slide your way out of the tray, grabbing Sunset's jacket as you go.
"Sunset! Wait up!" You yell, running into the scrub. You wince as branches claw at you as you run deeper into the underbrush, following the slightly trampled trail left by Sunset. The scrub starts to thin before long, and you slow down as you spot Sunset sitting behind a nearby tree, taking deep breaths and muttering to herself.
"Sunset?"
You see her jump at the sound of your voice, and watch as she shuffles further around the tree, away from you.
"Anon? Just... just stop there." She says, "Don't come any closer."
You take a tentative step forward and reply, "Sunny? What's wrong?"
Sunset sighs, and you see the edge of her head peak around the tree.
"You know how I told you that me and the girls are... different."
"Yea?" You respond. As you quickly discovered, being friends with Sunset also meant being friends with her five friends. Every school has popular kids, but not only did everyone in Canterlot High know Sunset and her friends, but not a single student had anything bad to say about them (except for one girl, Trixie, but you don't think she could say a positive word about anything that isn't a magic trick).
"And you know how I said there was a reason for that?"
"Sunset, what's going on?"
You hear her sigh, then watch her silhouette straighten as she stands and steps out from behind the tree to face you. The first thing you notice is Sunset's hair; striking at the best of times, those crimson and gold locks now truly live up to Shimmer's name. You trace the edge of her hairline down her back, only for it to travel all the way to her hips (hips which, you swear to yourself, fill out her dress a tad more than you remember them). Your gaze travels back up her body and finally you notice her ears; rather than the side of Sunset's head, you find them settled firmly on the top, peeking shyly from her sparkling hairline.
Unable to find words, you do the next best thing and step forward to wrap Sunset in a hug. She stiffens in surprise for a moment, then relaxes, clasping her hands around your back.
"You... you don't-"
"Sunset, you're the same beautiful girl you were this morning, magic glowing hair or not." You say as you release her and lean back to point a finger to her head. "Even as eerie as these are."
It takes a moment for Sunset to realize where you're pointed, and you watch as her ears flop as she groans and slaps your hand away.
"That was terrible."
"Still made you laugh."
Before Sunset can reply she flashes with light, leaving you blinking away stars. When your vision returns, you see that Sunset seems to be back to normal.
"Oh, if the light was you I guess we weren't seen by some cop."
"WE WERE SEEN BY SOME COP?!"
You hold back laughter as Sunset's cheeks go red enough to match her hair, and instead reassure her not to worry about it as you guide her back to your car. As you drive back into town, Sunset explains everything; how she used to be a unicorn in another world called Equestria, how she ran away here and became, in her words, ‘the bitch queen of CHS’, how someone named Twilight Sparkle (it takes every fibre of your being to resist the urge to make a vampire joke when she says the name) showed her ‘the magic of friendship’ (her words, again.) and finally how she and her friends defeated a trio sirens in the battle of the bands earlier in the year.
After that it's a very somber drive as you silently take it all in, and it is a lot. Despite it all though, as you steal glances at Sunset from the corner of your eye, you realize it doesn’t bother you that your girlfriend used to be a magical unicorn pony from another dimension. Before long you pull up in front of Sunset's place, and you get out to walk her to the door.
As she opens her front door, Sunset pauses and without turning to you, begins to speak.
"Anon, if you need a few days to-"
You don't let her finish as you place a hand on her shoulder and turn her to face you.
"Hey, what I said back there? I meant every word. It doesn't matter that you used to be a unicorn, you're still the girl I fell in love with."
"I'm also the girl that turns part way back into a unicorn with a blinding flash of light whenever she cums."
"Well I guess I'll just have to wear sunglasses whenever we make out."
"You won't!"
"I will! No amount of magical light will stop me from gazing upon your beauty!”
"Stoooop."
Sunset lightly pushes you away, and you go with the movement, slightly rocking back on your heels before swooping in to peck Sunset on the cheek. As you lean back again Sunset grabs you by the collar and pulls you toward her, your lips sliding together into a kiss. After a moment the two of you part, Sunset setting a sultry smile on you.
"So, I didn't exactly let you finish back at the lookout, did I?"
Sunset traces her hand down the length of your shirt and runs it across the front of your slacks, causing your pocket rocket to soar back up to launch position.
"How about I return the favor then?"
You nod, smartly deciding not to ruin the moment with another quip, and the two of you head into her apartment. As Sunset climbs the stairs up to her bed, you take the opportunity to watch her ass sway side to side as she walks. You're so enticed by her delicious derrière in fact, that you completely miss as she pulls off her jacket and throws it over her shoulder, leaving you blinded for a few moments as it settles over your head.
You stop in your tracks to remove the offending garment, and by the time that you wrestle it off your head Sunset has disappeared past the top of the stairs. Not wanting to be the odd one out, you go to pull your shirt over your head, taking the stairs two at a time to catch up. Once again you stop, this time as you feel a probing pair of hands drift downwards from your stomach to your belt. Deft fingers loosen your buckle, and you feel them grab the side of your pants and pull, tugging them and your boxers down in one motion.
You finish pulling off your shirt to find Sunset standing in front of you wearing little more than a sultry smile. Her devious fingers dance along the your dick all the way to the head, where she applies the tiniest bit of pressure before letting go and watching your length spring back like a diving board.
You watch with dismay as Sunset returns her hands to her side, only for her to turn and, with a subtle shake of her hips, bend over the bed and cast a sultry look over her shoulder.
”Well, what are you waiting for Anon?”
As tempting as it is to dive right in, you’re nothing if not a gentleman and so you kneel down behind Sunset, savour the sight of her perfect pussy. You hear Sunset yelp as you clap a hand each cheek, and her mattress squeak as she leans up to try and get a better look behind her.
”Anon? What are you dooooooooaaaaaahhhhhhh!”
From the way she jumps as you run your tongue up the length of her vulva, you’d think you had given her an electric shock, and you move your hands to her thighs as she tries to wiggle away from the probing organ.
”Anon, that isn’t faiiiiiiii-!”
You cut her off again, this time with a deft flick of her clit, and Sunset gives up trying to vocalize anything beyond cute little gasps and moans as you continue to probe her increasingly damp snatch. You run your tongue through the rivulets of nectar cascading from her slit, and decide to go right to the source, thrusting your tongue as deep as it'll go. Your chin meets her crotch, and Sunset becomes your entire world; from the taste of her on your lips, to the sound of her moans, the feeling of her sweat slick flesh in your hands, sticky sweet smell of sex and the sight of her heaving buns, Sunset overwhelms your senses.
And from the familiar sounds she’s making, you can tell that your ministrations are also overwhelming Sunset. Figuring that she's still riding on a bit of a hair-trigger from before, you reluctantly withdraw your tongue. You cup her sex with one hand as you stand, rubbing your fingers through her folds before moving it dick as you line yourself up.
“Looks like someone’s ready for me.”
You tease the head of your shaft against Sunset's sodden sex, and with an annoyed huff Sunset slams her hips backwards, taking you halfway to the hilt in one movement. Both of you gasp at the suddenness of the penetration, and Sunset turns to give you a cheeky grin.
”Shut up and rut me Anonymous.”
Although not familiar with her choice of words, Sunset’s request is clear enough and you're more than happy to oblige her. You pull backwards, savouring the feeling of Sunset's inner walls clenching around you, until nothing but your glans remains nestled inside her. You lean forward and steal a kiss as Sunset opens her mouth, leaving her moaning around her tongue as you sink your hips forward. Sunset's silken grasp around your cock is no less enticing on the return trip, and you can't help but let out a groan of your own.
You find yourself falling into a steady rhythm, each soft slap of skin on skin coaxing out another heavy gasp from Sunset’s throat as your tongues flit against each other. You bring your hands forward, feeling them slide against Sunset's skin and her increasingly saturated sheets as you seek the soft swells of her breasts. The stiff peaks of her nipples tell you you've found your mark, and Sunset pulls away from you to breath as you knead her breasts.
”Anon, I said rut me.”
Sunset’s authoritative tone makes you pause mid thrust, and she takes the opportunity to reach her arm up and pull your head down to look you in the eyes.
”So rut me like the stallion I know you are.”
Sunsets seductive whisper strokes the fire in your loins into a burgeoning inferno and you break out of Sunset’s grip, leaning back in as you move your hands to her thighs. You pull back and, perched right on the precipice of her precious pus, slap your hand down her pert ass. Before Sunset can voice any complaint you grab her hips and slam yourself into her. Without missing a beat you pull out and immediately thrust back in, slowly picking up the pace until the mattress beneath you is rocking back and forth with the speed and force of your thrusts.
”Thaaats it Anon…”
Sunset slides forwards on her elbows before giving up completely and collapsing completely onto the bedspread. Her new position gives your member access to a slew of new sweet spots inside of her, which you exploit to make her quiver with each consecutive thrust.
”Make me your mare….”
This morning, such a statement would have raised several questions, but you’re willing to cut Sunset some slack, after all she’s been through it’s the least you can do to indulge her. As you make a mental note to work some horse puns into your foreplay, Sunset's moans kick up an octave, and you feel her slick inner walls pull tight around your member, signaling her imminent release.
As much as it pains you, you look away just as Sunset becomes just as bright as her namesake, lighting up the entire room and probably creating a whole bunch of awkward questions from her neighbours tomorrow. In your desire to not be blinded as your girlfriend cums, you do the first thing that comes to mind and look down only to find Sunset’s rear changing right before your eyes.
The first thing that hits you is the change in temperature as the cozy warmth of Sunset's pussy suddenly jumps to something more akin to a sweltering furnace. You go to pull out, only for her passage to lock your dick in place like a vice. While the tightness is already familiar to you, now that it's unobscured by Sunset's skirt you get to see the physical changes to her body first hand.
In contrast to the light shining from her skin, the flesh around her asshole and vagina darkens, and starts to swell. Her vulva plumps up like it's hooked up to a bike pump, her greedy lips swallowing up even more of your penis into her sweltering depths. Her anus follows suit, the flesh around her opening blowing up until it resembles a soft, fleshy donut.
You feel her pussy squeeze even tighter as a flood of sticky secretions bursts from her crotch like a breaking dam, and all while all this occurs, you feel the muscles of her ass shudder in your hands. Up until now, you had been pushing your hands into her ass, but now it begins to push back as it grows along with her thighs, her entire backside growing a layer of cushioning fat.
However, as much as her cheeks seem to grow they never come any closer together. Releasing your grip on her behind, you watch as her ass cheeks pull apart as her hips themselves widen like she’s experiencing a 2nd puberty. As you're captivate by her billowing ass, the magical light Sunset's emitting dies. Before you can take in anymore of Sunset’s changes, you feel the entire length of her vagina ripple around your dick as if to milk the seed right out of you.
Such a foreign and purely erotic sensation pushes you over the edge, and you sink your hands into Sunset's newfound voluptuous figure as you empty yourself into her. Even as you ride out your orgasm, Sunset’s devilish insides keep up their coaxing massage of your member, leaving you breathless as each pulse wrings out another measure of cum.
After what feels like an eternity you reach your limit and the flow stops. As if sensing you're done Sunset's pussy finally relaxes, though not for a moment faltering in its manipulation of your slowly softening erection. You share a moan as you shakily pull out of Sunset, the feeling of your two oversensitive sexes rubbing against each other sends sparks of pleasure throughout your bodies. With a soft pop her pussy relinquishes you, allowing you observe the final change to Sunset’s nethers.
Her clit has ballooned almost comically, and you watch as it withdraws into her folds, only to re-emerge a moment later as her vagina flexes open as if beckoning for more, letting a stray rivulet of your cum loose as it does so. As tempting an invitation as it is, you know that there'll be plenty of time to explore the quirks of Sunset's newfound anatomy at a later date. Spent, you collapse on the soaked bed sheets next to Sunset.
No words are uttered as the both of you lay there panting with exertion, but the look that passes between between you two says it all.; She’s an exile from a land of pastel horses, and you're a lovestruck dolt making his way through high school.
And right now, none of that matters.