Passion is a Fashion (Clop)

"Rarity's going to kill me."

>Heading towards the Carousel Boutique, you hold your suit in hand.

>The long tears across its back marked it scar of battle.

>Spike and you hand an ever lasting battle.

>One with explosions, fires, cool metal music, and more explosions over the last cupcake that Pinkie made.

>Okay, maybe not all that, but the fucker did tear up your suit pretty good.

>However, you might have over done it by throwing him out the second story window of Sugarcube Corner.

>He'll be alright, the little guy can take a beating.

>His wounds will heal, but not his heart break over the loss of battle.

>A manly tear shed.

>Standing outside the Carousel Boutique, you let out a sigh and stare at the door.

>You knock at the door and open it with a forceful swing.

"RARITY! I HAVE BROUGHT A FALLEN SOLDIER! HE REQUIRES YOUR EXP--"

>The store was empty.

>Except for one pony who stood there, looking at you as if you were insane.

>Trixie.

>You've only heard of her, but the appearance described to you was what made her stand out.

>A purple wizard's hat and cape, marked with gold and silver stars.

>And a smug ass attitude.

>She looks you from top to bottom and sneers.

>"What are you, a monkey who got into an accident?"

>You glare at her imencely, burning as much hate into her as possible.

"What are you, some smoke and mirrors blow hard with no actual talent?"

>Her eyes begin to swell up as they word course her ears.

>Woeful sobs emit from this creatures mouth as she covers her face.

>Fuck, that was a bit too harsh, wasn't it?

>You walk over to the dishearten pony and attempt to calm her.

"I'm sorry, that was kind of overboard. I didn't mean to offend you."

>Her sobs continue and increase in volume.

>"The Great and Powerful Trixie is nothing but a sham! It is true!"

>You do the only thing that comes to mind.

>Wrapping your arms around her, you place her in a tight hug.

"Listen, I didn't mean that. You are Great and Powerful, the only one who rivals Celestia herself!"

>Her sobs stop almost immediately and she turns to you, beaming.

>"Do you really mean that? Do you think Trixie is really as Great and Powerful and the Royal Princess?"

>Hell no.

"Of course."

>She begins to tear again, but out of happiness this time.

>"Nop0ny has ever said such words. Trixie feels moved by such kind words."

>She wipes the tears from her eyes and clears her throat.

>"Might I ask the name of the creature who graces Trixie?"

>Why is this bitch talking in a third person?

"Anonymous."

>Now that she was calmed down, it was time to ask her the question bugging you since you walked in.

"Why are you in Carousel Boutique, or in Ponyville for that matter?"

>She looks up at you and hands you her hat.

>A large tear is stretched across the center of the of the hat.

>"Trixie was around the area and remembered that Rarity was an expert of the craft."

>You walk over to Rarity's needle set and grab the purple thread.

>Carefully sewing along the creases, you clear the tear.

>Handing it back to Trixie, she looks at it in awe.

>"It's as if it was never there! Anonymous, you have surprised Trixie in more ways than one in a mere moment."

>The cockiness in you builds up.

>If someone as stuck up and smug as this was willing to say you were great, then hot damn, you must be awesome.

"Wanna see a magic trick I came up with?"

>She nods her head like an eager child.

>You can't help but smirk as you pull a bit out of your pocket.

>Extending your hand out, you show her the bit.

>Clenching the said hand, you reopen it to reveal the bit is gone.

>Trixie looks at you with a puzzled look.

>"Where did you put it?"

>You reach behind her ear and 'pull' out the bit.

>Her eyes widen as you show her where it was.

>She claps loudly and smiles widely.

>"That was most entertaining! May I ask Anonymous, would you care to travel with me and perform tricks as well?"

>Standing up you smile back at her.

"The only way that would happen is if you sucked my dick."

>She gives you a disgusted look.

"Sorry, but I'll have to decline. I have a setting here, so I won't be leaving any time soon."

>A frown quick forms on her face.

>"Well, it didn't hurt Trixie to try and get you to join her."

>She stands up and walks towards the door, her chin in the air.

>Upon opening the door, Rarity stands in the entrance holding several scrolls and rolls of fabric.

>She gives a confused look as Trixie leaves, not uttering a word in her passing.

>Rarity looks from her to you and walks inside.

>"Might I ask what that was all about?"

>You shake your head.

"Long story. Not important. I need your help."

>You lift your sports jacket up to reveal the spoils of war across the back.

>Her jaw drops almost instantly.

>"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY CREATION?! DO YOU NOT REALIZE HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO CREATE THIS?!"

>You wince at the barrage of screams emitted from this creature.

>Once she stops ranting, you clear your throat and explain what happened.

>"My little Spikey-Wikey did this? I will punish him for his insolence."

"Don't be hard on the little guy, it was just an accident."

>She turns to you, glaring.

>"One does not forgive so easily for a crime against fashion."

>She begins to sew the tears in your suit when one of her scrolls opens.

>Inside is a design for three new dresses.

>Each one looks magnificent, but something inside you erupts.

"Rarity, these are out dated."

>She turns to you, confusion stretched across her face.

>"I beg your pardon?"

>You clear your throat and grab the pencil by the outlines.

"Well you see, denim and plaid clothing was out two seasons ago. If you're feeling adventurous, slimmers and frocks would go good with these colors and cashmere for this dress."

>You draw out all the outline and reanimate them on paper.

>She stares at them in awe and looks at you.

>"How do you know all, this?"

>You shrug.

"I don't know. Just feels right."

>A smile emits from her face and she begin to giggle.

>"Oh! I love this design! These are just marvelous, deary!"

>She puts her hoof to her chin and puts on her puppy eyes.

>"Anon, would you like to wo--"

"The only way that would happen is if you sucked my dick."

>She stands back in distrust.

"I'm fine with what I got. I'm not planning to change."

>You grab the fixed suit and leave behind four bits for the open mouthed mare.

"Thanks again!"

>You take your leave and head home.

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>*BOOMBANGBONK*

>You open your eyes and look around.

>It's pitch dark in the room.

>You stop moving to listen.

>The lamp abruptly turns on.

>A sudden wind of force throws you against the bed and pins you down.

>Purple and light blue auras surround your wrists and ankles, holding you down.

>Lifting your head, you look up and see what you expected.

>Trixie and Rarity.

>"Hands off him you tramp! He's mine!"

>"Trixie will stand idly and allow you to turn him into a fashion designer!"

>Both are face to face, ready to strike one another.

>As they're anger grows, so do the lengths of your limbs.

>With every twitch, you are stretched on a different limbs.

"Hey! Don't I get a say in this?"

>They both turn their attention to you and give a look of endearment.

>Oh god, the bedroom eyes.

>You've seen enough porn in your time to know where this is going.

>But instead of being ecstatic, you're trying to escape.

>"Well, Anonymous, if I am not mistaken, you said you would join me if, and I quote, 'if I sucked your dick'."

"I was merely being facetious."

>Trixie steps forward, eyes glowing with determination.

>"With your tricks, we could be great performers, even worthy of performing at Los Pegasus! Trixie is willing to take the chance if it means your hand!"

>So badly do you want to face palm.

>These two seriously couldn't be this serious.

>Rarity begins to unbuckle your pants and pull out your donger.

"Joke's on you girls. I'm flaccid as fuck right now. Ain't no way you'll get me up."

>Trixie looks up at, passion firing up in her eyes.

>"A challenge you wish to issue Trixie? So be it."

>She lies horizontally across your belly and begins you lick across your shaft.

>Carefully navigating from the base to the tip, she vibrates her tongue.

>The mixture of movement and the heat of her breathe erect you immediately.

>Rarity gazes upon your member and follows in turn, bringing a sloppy tongue from your sack up to your tip.

>As both mares lick their ways up and down your shaft, you can't help but look.

>Both of them begin to cross tongues, weep small moans as they make contact with one another.

>Rarity makes the first move and places her mouth on the head.

>Her tongue works its way around the surface in a smooth, circular motion.

>Trixie begins to see this as immediate threat, and takes action.

>Using her mouth as well, she grabs the shaft of your dick with her lips, wrapping her tongue around to meet back into her mouth.

>Rolling up and down, she works her way up and moves Rarity away to take her place.

>As she takes control of the cock, Rarity works her way down onto your testicles.

>Like a dog drinking water, her tongue works in ways a human couldn't imagine.

>It wraps around the whole testicle, giving it small tugs that increase the work being done by Trixie.

>At this point, Trixie start working down further onto your shaft and twists her mouth.

>She has a rather difficult time with her mane getting in the way, but adjusts it will little effort.

>It's then you realize that your hands are free.

>As your cock begins to throb, Trixie tries to pull away to avoid your load being launched it her throat.

>She begins to lift her head slowly, only to have you push it back down forcefully.

>Gagging at the base of your cock Trixie struggles to pull away.

>Rarity grabs both your balls, and gives a good, hard yank.

>The orgasm from released would only be bad for one, and it sure as hell wasn't you.

>Trixie begins to gag and spurt your love juice all over, only to have Rarity lick it up as erotically as possible.

>Pulling Trixie off, who is still gagging at this point, Rarity gets to work and cleans your dick.

>Making sure not to leave a single drop left behind, she grabs Trixie and locks lips.

>Her tongue snakes it's way through her mouth, only to return to her own.

>Once through, Rarity gives a satisfied sigh, and locks eyes with you.

>Trixie drops to the ground, unable to continue.

>TKO!

>"A true lady..."

>She licks the little bit of jizz off her off slowly, making sure to not lose eye contact with you.

>"...Always cleans up."

>Boner 2.0 rev 12 is a go.

>You protrude your manhood up and grab her by waist, holstering her over the bed.

>She peers over her shoulder, grinning like a naughty school girl.

"You're in for a rough ride, sister."

>Taking your dampened dick, you thrust it with full force into her ass.

>Her eyes widen and she lets out a scream, not of pain, but of delight.

>You begin to thrust with full force as she moans in complete ecstasy.

>Her eyes have now rolled to the top of her head, a small grunt follows with every thrust.

>Suddenly, her rectum grows tighter without warning.

>She looks over her shoulder again and whimpers to you.

>"I hope it isn't too tight, Darling."

>With the force given to you by God himself, you pound into her ass as if your life depended on it.

>She begins to scream loudly, leaving moans of pure pleasure.

>"By Celestia, destroy my ass!"

>SO BE IT.

>This push was the push that would pierce the heavens!

>A load is expelled from your member, leaking out and all over the sheets.

>You pull out of her gaping hole of a rectum and slap her cheek with your dick.

>She cleans every last drop, making sure not one hits the floor.

>"I hope that was as enjoyable for me as it was for you, new partner."