> Pie Sister Breeding Session With Rarity > by Jest > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Part 1/? > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Derpy hummed softly, and leaned in closer, inspecting the dress with as closely as her uncooperative eyes would allow. The pegasus woman would occasionally tug at the arm or run a hand down the midsection of the clothing, studying it intently. While the lone customer in Rarity’s boutique shopped, the proprietor, Rarity herself, stood impatiently nearby. The unicorn woman glanced from the undecided Derpy, to the clock and back and again. The seconds ticked down, heralding the arrival of closing time. Only a few short minutes away it promised the end of the work day and the beginning of something far more pleasant. “Do you think this matches my eyes?” Derpy asked. “Oh absolutely!” Rarity proclaimed. “Gold and green go together like cookies and milk.” “Really? I’ve never had cookies and milk before. Is it as good as muffins and tea?” Derpy inquired. “Probably, now would you like to buy the dress my dear? Its on a good discount right now,” Rarity offered. “Really? But the tag says-” Derpy began. “The tag lies, its fifteen percent off today. A steal of a deal if I do say so myself,” Rarity added, her tone growing increasingly frantic the longer she spent talking to the confused customer. “Hmm that is pretty good but I’m just not sure if lace and frills are really my style you know?” Derpy remarked. “Trust me darling, it is,” Rarity expressed. “In fact I would go so far as to say that it is the most you style there ever could be.” “Huh?” Derpy muttered in confusion. “Its very fitting,” Rarity reiterated. “Oh yeah! I should probably try it on first!” Derpy proclaimed, glancing around the boutique. “Where is the dressing room anyway?” “Its uh… closed,” Rarity hastily exclaimed. “Then open it silly? Thats how doors work,” Derpy helpfully offered. Rarity was about to reply when she caught sight of a certain pink girl bouncing down the road toward her shop. The ever stacked, and gleeful baker wore a broad smile on her face and a full backpack upon her back. “Someone threw up in there and I haven't had the chance to clean it,” Rarity declared. “Oh thats too bad,” Derpy murmured. “Yes, absolutely dreadful, but good news for you as that means I’m forced to offer you thirty percent off as an apology!” Rarity exclaimed, sweat dripping down her forehead. “That is a very good deal,” Derpy muttered. “But-” “But nothing. Its perfect, you will buy it and that is that,” Rarity proclaimed. “That will be fifteen bits pelase.” Using her magic, Rarity folded the dress and shoved it into Derpy’s confused hands. “Uh I think I forgot my money purse at home,” Derpy exclaimed, opening her handbag to reveal it was full of baked goods. “This is my muffin purse.” “Fine, then I’ll trade it to you for a muffin, deal?” Rarity pressed. Derpy’s eyes lit up. “Really? Here, its blue berry, my favorite!” “Excellent thank you, now I really must be closing as I have a very important meeting to get to,” Rarity exclaimed, the unicorn all but shoving Derpy toward the exit. “Well thanks Rarity. I knew you were generous but this is too nice. Are you sure you don't at least want a second muffin?” Derpy asked. “I really must watch my waist now good day darling!” Rarity declared. With a gentle but firm push, Rarity removed Derpy from her boutique. The wall eyed woman merely shrugged and walked away happy, nibbling on a muffin while looking at her new, exciting purchase. “Well hey there Rarity! I hope your ready for a splendiferous trip!” Pinkie Pie proclaimed, bouncing to a stop only a few short feet away from the fashionista. Unlike Rarity’s sleek physique, long graceful legs, and generally well-kept appearance, Pinkie Pie was the picture of random. Though undeniably attractive, she lacked any of Rarity’s grace or more restrained overall look. Where Rarity was a supermodel with the body mass to match, Pinkie Pie had the curves of a fertility goddess. Slightly pudgy, with an overall doughey body, some may think that Pinkie Pie was perhaps weak or easily tired but that couldn't be further from the truth. Beneath a round, flabby tummy was an intense knot of muscles made even less visible by the mammoth breasts protruding from the front of her body. Large enough to hide an entire box of donuts just in her cleavage, the girl’s massive mammaries rivaled even Fluttershy’s elephantine boobs. Normally seeing such a prodigious pair would make Rarity feel a bit self conscience about her own rack. Larger then average but nowhere near the pair of watermelons that jutted out from Pinkie Pie’s midsection, Rarity simply didn't compare. But the fashionista didn't mind one bit, nor did she mind the fashion atrocity that Pinkie Pie was wearing. At first glance they looked like overalls, as they were made from denim, but instead of being pants it was a dress. One covered in patches, flour dust, and general detritus gained from a day working in the kitchens. The clothing came down to the midway point of Pinkie’s thigh. While upon her hooved feet were a pair of camo combat boots along with a pair of bright pink knee-high socks. “Hello, earth to Rarity, come in Rarity!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed. “Oh um, sorry darling. Long day, what did you say?” Rarity muttered. “I asked if you were ready for the trip!” Pinkie Pie asked. “Yes, of course. One moment Pinkie,” Rarity exclaimed. The unicorn ducked back inside, and grabbed the small, for Rarity anyway, amount of luggage she had already set aside. With that acquired, she turned off the open sign, locked the door and gave the handle a test jiggle. “Right. I am ready when you are,” Rarity declared. “Oh wowee,” Pinkie Pie muttered, leaning down low to inspect her friend’s luggage and inadvertently exposing twelve miles of cleavage. “You sure were fast! No offence but I like, totally thought you were gonna take another hour before you were ready to go!” “I’m quite offended that you think so little of me,” Rarity replied. Pinkie Pie leaned back up, depriving Rarity of the pleasant view. “Well I’m glad that I’m wrong then, though are you sure you wanna walk to the farm with those shoes?” Rarity glanced down past her tight waist-hugging mauve mini skirt, her designer panty hose covered legs to the high heels she wore. “Oh think nothing of them darling. I’ll be switching to a pair of flats once we reach the train station. Now, we really must be going if we want to reach the farm before sundown. You’re wonderful sisters will be waiting for us,” Rarity exclaimed. “Oh yeah, come on. Let's go!” Pinkie Pie proclaimed, the woman bouncing off down the street. “Thanks again for accepting my offer and staying the month with us,” Pinkie Pie exclaimed. Rarity stumbled briefly on the long dirt road. “A m-month!? Pinkie you said it would only be a week!” Rarity declared. “I did? I don't remember that,” Pinkie Pie muttered while scratching her head. “I said that me and my sisters have a really hard month once a year cus our ruts all sync up. Then I asked that since you’ve been checking out me and my sisters the entire time you were fitting us for Aunt Rock Lobster’s wedding that you should totally come out and give us some relief you know?” “Wait, and then what happened?” Rarity muttered. “Because I vaguely recal something about a Rock Lobster but that was about it.” “You said you would be totally okay to do anything we wanted no matter how degrading or how long it took,” Pinkie Pie replied, only to pause. “And then you went right back to staring at Maud’s abs.” “I…” Rarity blushed and cleared her throat. “May have been distracted.” “No I totally get it. If I werent related to them I’d probably bend every one of my sisters over and give em the ol pinkie Pie surprise if you know what I mean,” Pinkie Pie declared, elbowing her friend in the side. “I uh, yeah so…” Rarity muttered. The fashionista looked around at the desolate landscape of the rock farm’s far flung fields. There was barely any trees, and though there were a few mountains or low hills in the distance, most of the area was utterly flat. Worse still, everything was either grey, brown, or some unique mix of those two rather unpleasant colors. “You okay Rarity? You aren't gonna leave are you?” Pinkie Pie asked. Rarity considered it for a moment, only for her mind to summon up images of Pinkie Pie and her siblings. The stacked fertility goddess and incredibly hung Pinkie. The average but sickeningly sweet and utterly adorable Marble. The aggressive, and domineering Marble. And who could forget the woman who’s picture you’d see if you looked up the word ‘Brick Shit House’ in the dictionary? “I’ll take your dangling jaw, and vacant expression as a yes!” Pinkie Pie proclaimed. “Huh what?” Rarity muttered. “No, wait! I’m still thinking about it!” Rarity called out, the woman hastily trotting after her friend. “I agreed for the week but after that we’ll have to see.” “Okay dokie,” Pinkie Pie replied. “Oh but I should tell you how its going to go before we get there.” Rarity nodded, noting idly that the farm was indeed coming closer with each passing second. “When we get inside, leave your luggage at the door, I’ll handle it,” Pinkie Pie began, the woman pulling a notation filled clipboard out of her cleavage. “You gotta go right to Marble’s room, but make sure you knock, she’s really self conscience and easily started.” “Wait, we aren't getting erm, right to it as it were right away, right?” Rarity muttered. “Well duh,” Pinkie Pie retorted. “They’ve already been in a rut for two days at this point so they need som relief asap. Mom’s meditation techniques only do so much.” “Wait, your parents are going to be there?” Rarity asked. “No way,” Pinkie Pie dismissed. “This is the time of year they go on their annual wedding anniversary vacation.” “Okay, but how have you been coping?” Rarity asked. “Oh I knocked up Mrs Cake again after a fourteen hour cake eating marathon,” PInkie Pie proclaimed. “Wait, again?” Rarity asked. “Well duh, Mr. Cake is about as virile as a cloud!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, throwing up her hands. “I’m just studding for them, and occasionally having sex with one or both of them depending on if Mr Cake is in a bottoming mood.” “I…” Rarity shook her head. “Alright so you want me to go straight to Marble then?” “Oh yeah! She is gonna be super gentle, and shouldn't last long. Heck none of us are going to last long the first time but hey that will change since you’re here for the month,” Pinkie Pie replied. “Week,” Rarity corrected. “You keep telling yourself that,” Pinkie Pie shot back with a smirk. Rarity was about to correct her friend a second time when the door to the farm house swung open and she was blasted in the face with the scent of three incredible virile futa women. It was like a musk bath, and upon filling her lungs, she felt her knees go weak and her loins start to burn. In an instant any lingering feelings of trepidation were gone, and she immediately began seeking out the first target on her list. For a moment she considered inspecting the unique architecture of the surprisingly large, sprawling house but that vanished quickly. All she needed to know was that the home was split down the middle with three bedrooms to the left, and a bunch of not bedrooms to the right. So distracted was the woman that she didn't even notice Pinkie Pie tucking away her luggage while giggling under her breath. Following her nose, Rarity walked further into the house only to stop after only a few short feet. She sniffed, and inhaled a slightly sweet aroma that for some reason just smelled shy. She didn't know why she thought that, but it was an undeniable fact that the woman behind this door was an adorable softy. The sign that said ‘Marble’ in the center of the door also helped. “Hey Marble, are you in there?” Rarity whispered in a low tone, her knuckle wrapping once against the barrier. “Its Rarity, did Pinkie Pie mention me?” “Oh um, yes you can erm, come in if you want,” Marble’s soft voice replied. If it werent for her experience as a friend of Fluttershy’s, Rarity wouldn't have heard the other woman. Thankfully she did, and so she pushed open the door and hastily slipped inside the small room. She didn't know what she had been expecting, but Rarity hadn't expected to find Marble hiding under the blankets. “H-hello,” Marble stuttered, the girl waving a naked arm out from under the bundle of covers. “Oh uh hi. I assume you know why I’m here?” Rarity asked. Marble nodded eagerly. “You wanted to have uh… Sex with us.” “That I did. Though did you want to have sex with me? You don't have to say yes if you don't want to,” Rarity offered. “N-no! I want it, I want it soo bad,” Marble stressed. “I’m just not good at… this.” “Well do you mind if I slip under the covers with you?” Rarity asked. Marble bobbed her head with wild excitement. Rarity smiled, and did just that, casting off her shoes at the door and slipping underneath the covers with the other woman. Immediately the young woman was blasted with warm air, and the white hot smell of need. She could also feel that Marble was naked, but was for some reason, scooting away from Rarity. “May I hold you?” Rarity inquired. Marble paused and then nodded. Rarity wrapped a slim hand around Marble’s midsection and pulled her back in. The moment she drew close, Rarity could feel the other girl’s cock press between her legs. The length was slightly above average in length, but she did at least keep her downstairs clean and trimmed. “There we are, doesn't that feel nice?” Rarity murmured. “Mmhmm,” Marble exclaimed. “Your so hard,” Rarity cooed. “Do you want me to ride you?” Again Marble nodded, much to Rarity’s increasing delight. Before she could hope atop the other girl, Rarity wiggled off her panties and was about to shufftle off her mini skirt when she heard a light groan. Marble’s cock was twitching excitedly, and the sight pushed Rarity right over the edge of caring. With her own need rising to unstable levels, Rarity flipped Marble onto her back and in a single smooth motion, climbed atop her. “Oooh wow,” Marble murmured. Rarity grinned. “You haven't seen nothing yet.” With her lover’s cock wedged between her asscheeks, Rarity rose up, gripped the shaft with her magic and guided it towards her dripping wet pussy. With her target acquired, Rarity allowed gravity to take her, the woman using her legs to make sure she stayed right where she wanted. In a second, the fashionista's greedy cunt had swallowed it all the way to the base, leaving nothing outside. “Mmm there we go,” Rarity muttered. Lifting her hips, Rarity began to bounce up and down on the girl’s cock, blankets still covering Marble’s bottom half. As she began to move, Rarity started to guage just how close Marble was and found that she was already twitching madly. Squirming excitedly under Rarity’s bulk, she almost looked like she wanted to get away, but was still holding fast to Rarity’s midsection. “Let me just take this off then,” Rarity muttered, pausing mid bounce to grab at the bottom of the tight white blouse she wore. “N-no. That makes it better,” Marble interrupted. Rarity smirked. “Oh my, someone has a kink.” “N-no, I just- you can take it off-” Marble began. “Shh,” Rarity interrupted, holding a finger to Marble’s lips. “I can keep it on if you like, you just be a good little girl and lay there for mommy.” Marble’s right eye twitched, signalling that some distant neural connection was made. Then another, and another, and all of a sudden the girl began to twitch like she was being elecrocuted. A gurgling grunt escaped her lips while a torrent of white hot spunk shot from her cock, the load depositing itself in the deepest reaches of Rarity’s pussy. For a moment Rarity was disappointed, but then she looked at Marble’s confused, anxious face and all such feelings vanished. Rarity, with her crotch still planted firmly against Marble’s midsection, leaned down and planted a light kiss on the other girl’s lips. “Good girl,” Rarity purred. “Let it all out for mommy.” “Mmmm yess,” Marble murmured. “Empty your balls inside of me, and give me all you got,” Rarity pressed. “Mommy wants to feel like a tofurky on christmas morning.” Marble’s fingers gripped tight Rarity’s midsection, her cock erupting with strange, renewed vigor. For a moment it really felt like Marble was giving everything she had to the slightly older woman. Rarity could feel Marble’s smooth balls contracting with each spurt of sperm that was deposited inside Rarity. Then, just when Rarity was starting to wonder if the other girl had some kind of magically everlasting set of balls, she stopped. Her grip loosened, and Marble flopped to the bed, arms splayed in all directions, a blissful expression on her grinning face. Rarity leaned down and planted a light kiss on Marble’s nose. “Have fun?” Rarity asked. “Uh huh, that was super fun, but wait!” Marble exclaimed, trying to sit up only for Rarity to hold her down. “You didn't finish!” “Its not all about the big messy explosion you know,” Rarity remarked. “I still had great fun, and enjoyed the five or so minutes I had you inside me.” Marble fell back to the bed with a thump. “I don't know…” she whispered. “If it means that much to you, I’ll come back later and you can eat me out. Thats my favorite and I’ll come in two seconds flat,” Rarity offered. “I’ve never done that before,” Marble whispered. “Don't worry,” Rarity exclaimed, leaning in close and planting one final kiss on the other girl’s lips. “Mommy will show you how.” Marble shuddered and nodded. “Hey, are you done with one pump Marble yet?” called the abrasive tone of Limestone Pie. “Some of us wanna blow a load already.” “Augh, not Limestone,” Marble murmured. “Let me handle this. You just enjoy a nice little rest. I’ll be back for you later,” Rarity offered, shooting tyhe other girl a wink. Marble awkwardly winked back, and in so doing, nearly reaching Fluttershy level of cute. “Now then,” Rarity began. “Time to handle that petulant sister of yours.” Marble giggled. “I heard that!” Limestone shouted. “Me too!” Pinkie Pie called, only to gasp. “Woops, wasn't supposed to say that.” Rarity rolled her eyes and prepared herself to deal with the rest of the rowdy Pies.