A Different Kind of Euphoria
Vinyl Scratch was sleeping off a hangover that she had acquired from a night of partying with Pinkie. She woke up, on a table. Not really that surprising to her, she tried to use her front legs to lift herself up. They didn’t want to work, also not that surprising considering there were several other things besides alcohol. She began to look around, and to her surprise, not everything was quite right. She was missing her snout. She couldn’t see her snout anymore. Kind of freaked out, she began to observe her surroundings.
‘How in the buck did I end up back in my apartment?’ Vinyl was indeed in her room. All of her equipment was back in place. ‘How did all of that get home?’ Suddenly there was a knock on her bedroom door.
“Vinyl, did you make it home last night?” It was Octavia’s voice. Vinyl tried to speak back to her to let her know she was home. Something was weird though, she was paralyzed, or so she thought. Then Octavia came in anyways.
“I guess Vinyl never made it home from Pinkie’s. Oh, well, where are some headphones I can use.” She looked directly at Vinyl. ‘What, how come she doesn’t notice that I’m bucking here?’ Vinyl thought. Octavia trotted over and stood right in front of Vinyl. She then reached down and touched Vinyl. ‘Hey girl, you know I only roll that way when I’m shitfaced!’ Vinyl was angered, but then suddenly she began to be lifted up. 'Hey, what the?'
“Here they are, I’ll give them back when she arrives home.” Vinyl just realized not everything was okay. She felt very plastic and magnetic. Looking around as she dangled from Tavi’s mouth, she soon realized she also had a wire hanging down, as she could feel it swaying to and fro. ‘Oh shit, what is this? Am I not a luscious mare anymore?’ Her thoughts were quickly halted as Octavia trotted right into her room. Vinyl had only been here once before, and she was beyond wasted if she did come in here. Her and Octavia had both had many moments of vulnerability where they had made love several times before, but only after drinking the leftovers from parties Vinyl went to.
As roomates, they never were really able to connect much, and Vinyl was saddened by this. They were both Musicians, just they had different ideas of what good music is. Often any time it was brought up, one of them had to leave, and last night was no exception. 'Geez man, I wanted to apologize to Tavi today, and now I am a pair of headphones. What kind of crazy experiments did we get into last night?' It wasn't the fact Vinyl Couldn't remember, it was just very blurry of what happned last night. 'I don't think we did any experiments with magic last night, I certainly didn't make it home.'
Octavia trotted up to her desk with her computer on it. One of the few bad things about Ponyville, they didn’t have any type of computer store that was worth going to. So often when Vinyl had to get some electronic stuff, she had to go out of town. She got this computer for Octavia on her birthday, and filled it with all forty days of her music. ‘Man, this is really weird, what happened last night?’ It seemed like she was becoming a broken record, she had no clue what was going on, yet she knows this wasn't her final destination.
All of sudden a rush of ecstasy overcame her. Octavia pulled Scratch apart, and Scratch didn’t know what to think. She slipped right over Octavia’s warm ears. She then felt a pull on her cord, and with another shot of ecstasy that ran all the way up her cord, and then a pounding started inside her plastic shell. A sort of energy overcame scratch, as her speakers shot out rhythmic beats. ‘I, uh, didin’t, oh! realize that, yeah, Tavi listened to, oh my Celsestia…’ Her thoughts were interrupted by sudden bass drop. She couldn’t think straight, she doesn’t know how, but her entire body filled with pleasure. Music was vibrating her inner core with the deep and hard bass bumping her insides around. Scratch actually loved this feeling so much, she didn’t want it to stop.
She was on the verge of climaxing, when the song ended. There was a long pause, and Vinyl would have been panting and begging for more if she had a mouth. She opened her eyes to see Octavia browsing through her music. She then clicked on Mozart’s Requiem. Vinyl didn’t care much for classical, but respected it none the less. The music started very slow, and the vibrations followed. Scratch hated the teasing of this music. The long strokes of the strings were tingling her very being, then about one minute into it, there was a sudden burst of voice that rattled her very core.
‘Holy fuck, this is awesome!’ Vinyl stopped trying to resist and let the music flow out of her vibrating speakers. She wanted to cum so badly, and she was nearing her peak. Her back would have been arched had she been in her pony form.
Octavia just had her eyes closed, allowing the music to also fill her, giving her a much different type of pleasure, a sort of euphoric visual of this music. She was excited none the less, as she felt up and down her body with her hoof. She was very aroused at the fact that this music was so beautiful and timeless. Her arousal was cut short by a loud screech.
Vinyl had climaxed, and the result was a large influx of electrical energy bursting throughout her new body. She was panting, only to keep being teased by this music. ‘Is this not over yet?’ The music had slowed down and become rather euphoric for Scratch also, even if it was sexually pleasuring her at the same time. It was beautiful, and this is the first time Scratch truly understood what Octavia feels when listening to it.
Octavia, unlike Scratch was annoyed that the headphones had just hurt her ears, she was getting settled again. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the music again. It was picking up again, and becoming louder. She began to rub her body again, then the music stopped.
“Awe what a shame, better start with something else.” She scrolled up to Beethoven’s Fur Elise. Scratch had no idea what this was, and frankly had not even considered listening to it. Her mind was quickly changed as the music began.
The piano playing sounded beautiful to Octavia, and as she focused really hard to concentrate the sound into movement, Scratch was feeling the movement of the high and low pitches being played. With a sudden change, ecstasy coursed throughout her plastic body. Octavia felt the same thing as she rubbed some of the more sensitive parts of her body. Her legs were warm and soft, and a tingling sort of tickling sensation overcame her. She had become rather wet, and had begun to drift ever closer to her vagina.
“Oh, why can’t I actually feel this pulse throughout my body?” She had begun to rub her lips a little as the music changed back to its normal pattern. Scratch was overcome with euphoric ecstasy, as she got closer and closer to her climax. She was able to enjoy the soft exchange of harmonies, and allowing her vibrations to overcome every fiber of her being. It was the true definition of euphoria.
Octavia rubbed a little faster, letting out moans here and there. She was allowing the music’s magical touch, to touch herself. It was nearing the end of the song, and Octavia knew so, because she had rubbed a little softer near the end. Scratch was unaware of this as the vibrations lessened, and she began to snap out of her euphoric state. ‘Now I know why Tavi likes this shit.’
Scratch’s thoughts were quickly followed by another classical song. Octavia had chosen Bach’s Suite No. 3. It started out very relaxing for the both of them. Octavia rubbed her snatch rather calmly, while her other hoof stroked the inside of her leg and slowly up her body. Her eyes were closed, allowing her motions to be one with the music. Scratch was getting close to full submission to the slow drawn out strokes of the stringed instruments vibrating against her plastic shell. She never knew beauty in such a pleasuring way. For once in her life, she realized not everything had to be fast paced and sudden. As she climaxed again, causing Octavia to quickly throw Scratch aside. She lay on the ground with the music still playing in her speakers. She closed her eyes, to allow it to continue.
Octavia unplugged the headphones, cutting Vinyl's pleasure short. Octavia made her way to her bed. Vinyl was a little upset as she felt the electricity leave her body and her plastic shell empty. She was satisfied to say the least, but it was different. It was more euphoric and enjoyable than the normal act of sex. She closed her eyes, as she could hear nothing anymore, except for the soft groans coming from Octavia’s bed. She was a little embarrassed, yet she knew what Tavi’s features looked like, so it didn't bother her too bad. Closing her eyes one last time, trying to capture the feeling of that music again, she is suddenly woken up by Pinkie Pie.
“Hey Scratch! Wakey wakey eggs and bacey.” Pinkie was in her usual mood after partying with Vinyl. “Ya gotta get up, I gotta get to work you silly goose.” Scratch opened her eyes finally to find out she had passed out on Pinkie’s couch. The room was silent, and for once, her head actually wasn’t pounding. She checked herself to make sure she was clean, which she luckily was. She got up slowly to find a note attached to her i-Trot.
Dear Vinyl Scratch,
I understand you had a rather broad taste of music, and yet you were unable to appreciate beauty in its finest form. Needless to say, I provided an experience you won’t forget, and I’m sure you enjoyed it.
Your unknown friend,
Discord
Vinyl just kind of shrugged at the note, as she had never encountered this Discord guy before. Either way, she appreciated what he had done, and would now be able to get along with her roommate a little better.