Title:           Helping Out
Author:          Saatchi
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First Edit:      Tuesday 20th of December 2016 10:34:56 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 20th of December 2016 10:34:56 AM CDT

It had been almost a week now since Applejack had gone missing. While the Apple Family had been forced to pick up the slack in order to keep their orchard running smoothly, they hoped she’d come back soon. In lieu of being unable to dedicate a great deal of time to searching for their lost family member, they were delighted that the people of Ponyville had taken up the search instead. Each day, folk from the town would come and meet with the Apples and inform them of any developments or progress, anything to lift their spirits. Pinkie took it upon herself to host ‘parties’ where they would gather and plan out their next search locations. While they weren’t nearly as fun as her usual brand of parties, but her efforts were appreciated all the same. Twilight took it upon herself to plan a strategy and to think of all the places where someone could hide Applejack without arousing suspicion. Rainbow Dash had taken to watching the skies, providing aerial support to the search parties when they were out and about doing their thing. Fluttershy had been conversing with her animal friends, using them to visit the places that the search parties weren’t able to. All in all, everyone was chipping in and doing their part to bring Applejack back home.
 
The only pony that wasn’t pulling any real weight was Rarity. Whilst she shared in the sympathy of her friends, she hadn’t really done much to help.She’d offered food and to design the outfits for the search parties, so they could continue to search in the night. Aside from that, there wasn’t much else that she’d done. Even when it came to the worry that seemed to plague her friends, she seemed somewhat unaffected by it all. As though the sympathy was only a show that she was putting on for her friends to make it seem like she cared. So while the others were busy trying to keep themselves busy with finding Applejack, Rarity kept herself busy with her regular work. Creating and designing outfits for some of the most important clients that the world could provide her with. At the end of the day, she would retire to her room with the intention of relaxing before bed. In recent times that would mean sprawling out on her bed and just relishing in the freedom she had from her work. However, in very recent times, she’d acquired something new that had helped her relax even better.
 
So, on this occasion, before she settled down to treat herself she walked to the dressing table in her bedroom. Made from only the finest wood, the dresser mostly held her sewing materials and her colour samples. At least as far as the first three drawers were concerned, in the fourth and final drawer was the thing that she’d recently acquired. Summoning her magic, she opened the fourth drawer to reveal a small orange pony, staring back at her with a look of pure anger. Rarity smirked down at the pony and lifted her up into the air by her bound tail. The orange pony flailed in Rarity’s magical grip, swinging back and forth like some kind of pendulum. All the while, Rarity continued to smirk at her tiny captive, savouring the power that she held.
 
“Rarity, ah swear t’ Celestia, ah’m gonna tell ev’rywun jus’ wut ye did t’ me!”
 
“Oh, Applejack, darling. You really must use your inside voice, and lose that attitude, or have you forgotten that this is all your doing?”
 
“Wut in tarnation are ye goin’ on about? Ah didn’ do any o’ this t’ mahself!”
 
“You ruined my latest creation, barging in here and knocking into my clothing rack with your muddy and dusty body. Of course, you apologised, as one would expect, even going so far as to say you’d do anything to make up for it. So here you are, doing anything to make up for the damage you caused. See, Applejack? It really is all your fault.”
 
“This is all cuz ah messed up a couple o’ dresses? Are ye ins-?!”
 
“Hush now, Applejack, you’re cutting into my relaxation time. Time to put you to work.”
 
With a flick of her horn, Applejack was silenced and dragged through the air, coming to rest on the satin sheets of Rarity’s bed. Her arms and legs were pulled outward and her head was pushed back so she looked like a star. Rarity pondered if the position was any good, after all, she had to get the best position for maximum comfort. When she was eventually satisfied that Applejack was in the prime position to provide such levels of comfort, Rarity turned away from Applejack. She presented her plush rear to the orange farm pony. There was a moment of silence before Applejack realised just what was going to happen. Without a second more to waste, Rarity dropped her rear down onto the tiny pony. Within no time at all, Applejack was swallowed up by the vast, white, expanse. Her nose assaulted with a mix of stale air and Rarity’s many fragrant perfumes. Her body was pushed down deeper into the satin sheets, every side of her body being swallowed up by something. The more Rarity reclined, the more the pressure befell her small frame. Even with the softer surroundings, it still felt like everything inside her was being forced to her extremities.
 
Rarity on the other hand, was delighted at just what she was feeling. The way Applejack attempted to fight back against her magical hold and her body, only served to make things better. With each movement she made, a short ripple of pleasure washed up over Rarity’s body. She’d definitely be doing this again soon. It excelled even the forced hoof massages she’d been subjecting Applejack to previously. She wiggled her rear atop Applejack as she lay back on the bed. She marvelled how the cheeks of her shapely rear washed over Applejack like waves in the ocean. How they dragged against her, pulling her with them until she slipped between the cheeks. Rarity savoured that moment most of all, squeezing her rear to force Applejack just that little bit deeper. Though the sensation of Applejack being pushed into her was fleeting, Rarity was free to replicate it again and again. As she lay there, she wondered just how long she was going to keep Applejack for. In truth, she’d more than worked off the debt she owed. Still, Applejack still had the same attitude, so perhaps a few more days and she could fix that too.
 
She bounced up and down on Applejack’s body, smothering and then releasing her body, while she contemplated. Yes, that would do. A few more days to work on that attitude of Applejack’s, a couple of extra sessions as Rarity’s seat cushion should do it. For now, Rarity was tired and Applejack was doing a delightful job of helping her relax. She stretched out her hind hooves and bounced a few times before wriggling into the sheets some more. It was a shame that she couldn’t do this all night, but at least she’d be able to do it all again tomorrow...
