>Upstairs at Shining's house
>You two just got back from the mall, and decided to grab something to eat
>He's already headed out
>Since you had to piss, you were stuck with the job of dragging Twilight along
>You stop outside her bedroom to make sure you zipped yourself up
>You didn't
"Jesus."
>After correcting the mistake, you give the door a few knocks
>No response
>The TV's on. Sounds like the fight scene of an anime or something
"You in there?"
>...
>It shuts off
>Silence, a quiet gasp, and a startling thud into the floor follow
"Twilight?"
>Turning the knob was pointless. Turns out the door was cracked
>With a little push it opens up, slowly revealing your friend's little sister: hair a bit messy, summer clothes quite revealing, and ass hanging off of the bed
>She struggles to climb on top of it and sit down
"Did you trip?"
>Twilight stares with wide, anxious eyes
>Doesn't so much as shake her head
"Twilight?"
>You can't help but chuckle as you step inside. She's as weird as ever
>"Wait."
>Stopped in the middle of her room, you look over her
>No scratches or anything. Bed's in a hell of a mess though
>Crumpled tissues in the floor, blanket bunched up behind her
>"S-Stop... looking..."
>What a dork
"Don't worry, nerd."
>You pat her shoulder and she tenses up
"I'm not making a move on you. We were told to make sure you ate today, and we're getting lunch, so-"
>What is that?
>A faint buzzing sound
>Your eyes fall down to her lap
>"G-Gooo! Get out!"
>There's a pink wire running from her pants, around her leg and onto the floor
>You kneel down and investigate
>"Anon!"
>She shuts her legs and takes a sharp breath
>While ignoring the implication of that defensive action you follow the cord to just under the bed and find a controller of sorts
>Oh god
>It couldn't be
>Not Twilight
>She's innocent. Probably hasn't even had the birds and the bees talk
>Right?
 
>You stand up and stare at the buttons and a dial, which is currently on the absolute lowest setting
>That helps restore your wounded mental image of Twi
>Just a little
>"Oh m-my god. That's umm... ummmm..."
>She squirms
>"It's a girl thi-thing. Like, for hygiene. Periods-"
>Her eyes light up
>"Yeah! Periods! I got it from... doctor..."
>Her face is bright red
>For a second you wonder if she thinks you're an idiot
>Then you realize that she's just so innocent that she expects everyone else to be
"The doctor?"
>She nods
"Really?"
>She nods again, slowly
"Hm?"
>She frowns impatiently
>"Yes, so get out. Please."
"Twilight, who actually gave this to you?"
>"What a-are you implying? The doctor prescribed it."
"To help with what?"
>"...my..."
>Her mouth opens, but no words come
>You bend down get a couple of inches from her face
>She's like a deer in the headlights
"Who gave you a sex toy, Twi?"
>...
>"N..."
>She groans
>"No one. I took it from Rarity's house."
>You're barely able to stop yourself from laughing
>It makes too much sense
>"I'l- I'll return it. She doesn't know it's gone. So there! Leave. Please? Don't tell anyone."
"What if she knows?"
>One of her eyebrows raises
>Picking on her just comes too naturally to resist
>She's no less suspicious of you after you dig your cell phone out of your pocket
"Maybe she noticed you took it. She could be upset right now."
>"But..."
"Let's see!."
>Key tones visibly stress Twilight out. She lightly stomps her feet
>"ANONNN! Don't tell her! Pleeeaase!"
>You shake your head
"Just going to have a quick chat to make sure it's all good!"
>"Come on!"
"Not me, though."
>After a moment she cocks her head
>With your other hand's index finger, in a dramatic fashion, you press the dial button
>"What do you mean?"
>Riiiing
>"What're you going to do?"
>Riiiing
>"Anon, tell me!"
>"Good afternoon, Rarity speaking!"
>You stuff the phone into Twilight's ear and she instinctively grabs hold of it and mumbles out a hello
 
>It's quiet and sounds like the inside of a tin can, but you can make out what Rarity's saying
>"Oh, Twilight? What are you doing with Anonymous' phone?"
>"Um."
>"Are you with him right now?"
>She looks to you
>You shake your head
>"He was playing that music game with my bro and forgot his phone. And I... lost mine?"
>She shudders
>Her legs gently rub together
>"That works out! You can dial your number on his phone and follow your ringtone."
>...
>"I was going to. But I accidentally dialed your number instead?"
>"Oh?"
>"Anyway-"
>Twilight's posture stiffens up as she watches you inspect the vibrator controls again
>Low must really mean low
>The settings are that, Medium and High, with what you think are in-between settings as well
>Only one way to confirm that, really
>You apply a bit of pressure and it snaps in-between this setting and the next
>"I just thought I'd saAAaaAA-"
>Twilight shuts her eyes so tightly her brows scrunch up
>Her free hand goes over her mouth
>"Twilight? What happened?"
>There's a few seconds of silence
>She finally removes her hand
>Opens her mouth to speak
>But just lets out some sort of moany sigh and covers up again
>"Did you burn your tongue with your coffee again?"
>"...Mmhmm."
>"Do be more careful."
>"....Mmhmm."
>Her thighs mash together with a bit more force, and she leans back, balancing herself with a hand on the bed behind her
>"So what were you saying, Darling?"
>...Mmmmm-"
>Her eyes shut again
>"-mmm juust calling to see how you're doing."
>"I'm doing very well! Just between you and me, I woke up thirty minutes ago. I was up late last night fixing our computer."
>"...scandalouss..."
>"Indeed, and after I lectured Rainbow about her all-nighters! But I suppose I've become a bit dependent on the internet."
>Twilight's head falls back a bit
>"...whatwas wrongwith it..."
>"I'm not sure. I typed in the problems into the Google, and found "forum posts" that said what to do."
 
>Twilight's eyes open again
>Teardrops form in the edges and her red, vulnerable expression is more erotic than you anticipated
>This was mainly supposed to be a playful prank
>You think?
>"ahhh...hh'll fix it next time..."
>"You must have seriously burned your tongue. Does it hurt?"
>"uhh?"
>"Does it hurt to touch it to the roof of your mouth?"
>She looks to you again, and you nod
>Rarity launches into some kind of alternative treatment for burns she likely read on the internet
>Twilight checks out immediately, resting her fist on her lips and staring at the floor
>Her shut legs grind together with more force
>Her breathing's rougher
>Can such a low setting really be that effective?
>Curiosity - and hormones - compel you to crank it up to a full Medium
>Her fist clenches harder and stuffs so forcefully into her mouth that her index finger finds itself cradled by her lips
>She leans backward until her head touches the wall
>Then springs up and puts her hands together, shakes her head and quietly begs you to turn it off
>"Twilight, did you hear me?"
>She brings the phone back up and moans out an affirmation
>"If you don't have pickles, just keep it in mind for next time. Or send your brother to the store!"
>The girls share a laugh, one less enthusiastic than the other
>As Rarity starts rambling again, Twilight gravitates towards the foot of her bed and rests an elbow on the frame
>Her legs spread out, and her hand rests on her tummy
>Each yes or no question Rarity asks, Twilight is more than happy to answer with an "mmm"
>Over time her hand travels further south
>Her thumb plays with the button on her jean shorts
>She clearly doesn't want to look at you, but does with pleading eyes
>You return a comforting smile and nod your head, mouthing "okay"
>Twilight's face softens and she sits up as you present the controls
>Your finger rests on the right side of the dial for a few seconds
 
>Only for your thumb to join on the left, and the intensity to crank up to Medium-High
>Her drawn out, stifled yelp, raised leg and grip on the bed sheet suggests that this setting is a big step up
>So does the louder buzz
>"Did you... burn yourself again?"
>"Yeshh!"
>She rests her face in her palm
>"...Are you feeling okay? I can come over and-"
>"Noghhh... ahhh, I'm. Ah..."
>She twists and turns on the bed, trying to find a position that will mute the sensations
>Crossing her legs isn't the best idea
>Her weak little scream goes right into Rarity's ear
>"Okay, I'm coming over."
>"Nnghhhooooohhohooo..."
>Tears fall down her face
>"Rar... ity I'm fiii..."
>"It's no trouble. I'll just be a minute! Goodbye dear."
>Twilight's cheek lights up from the "call ended" notification
>The phone slips out of her hand and tumbles into the floor
>"...shee-eees comin...g..."
>She reaches for the pink wire, and you grab her arm
"Wait."
>"...'Nonn!"
"Might as well finish up... right?"
>She groans and shakes her head
>"I fee...eeel we...weird, Anon."
"But in a good way?"
>You bring up the controls and she tugs on her hair
>"Doooon't!"
"Ready?"
>"Ra-Rarity lives close, I 'ave to geEEEhhhhaaa!"
>Her legs swing open wide
>Her body shakes
>Gritted teeth and squinted eyes slowly relax into long, deep breaths as she gets used to the highest setting
>"...Annnnohh."
"Huh?"
>"I'm gonna..."
>Your heart skips a beat
"Gonna what?"
>"...I'm gonna..."
>Her breathing transitions into low, subtle moans of pleasure
>She slides off of the bed and latches onto your shirt
>You're quick to raise the controls up above her head, as far as the wire will allow
>Her arms stretch as far as they can
>Her fingers wiggle
>But she's not even close to reaching it
>Now and then her shoulders shoot up and her moans get louder
"Twilight."
>"Mhhh..."
"Relax."
>...mhhhh!"
>With a surge of anger she wraps her arms around you and sinks down, trying her hardest to get you on the floor
 
>You don't budge
>Instead she hangs off of you with her arms around one of yours, and her mouth hanging open
>She looks away
>"....I'm co... om... ing..."
>You take her by the chin and force her face up to yours
>"Mmghh!?"
>Each attempt to look away ends with you bringing her back to you
>Once the pleasure overwhelms her, she gets lost, staring into your stern eyes
>Her arms tighten, breath quickens, and her foot rubs against the bottom of your leg
>She gasps and then holds her breath, twisting eyebrows showing you how intense and novel the feeling is to her
>The grip on your arm loosens as a long, erotic sigh of relief leaves her mouth
>With a thump she lands back on her bed
>Red face, a couple of tears, and a shy little smile
>Your face burns and your heart is beating harder than it ever has
>Filled with emotion, you lean over her
"Twilight."
>"Huh?"
"I like you."
>"...Huh!?"
"Let's date."
>"HUH!? You mean like... boyfriend and girlfriend?"
>You nod, and cautiously bring your hand up to her shoulder
"Also, let's do more."
>"M-More? You mean-"
>Her mouth hangs open again
>"...Um... uhhh... this is all of a sudden..."
"You want to, right?"
>".....we haven't even been on a date. Can't it wait?"
>Easy for her to say, after that
>"You're not just teasing me, are you?"
"Of course not."
>Her blush had faded, but starts to make a return, alongside her sheepish smile
>"I'd like to... date... if you want to... I mean..."
>She gasps and slides out from under you
>"Rarity! Oh my god! She'll be here any second!"
"Wait. Twilight-"
>"Oh my god!"
>She unbuttons her jean shorts, throws the vibrator to the floor, and buttons back up
>Then runs out of the room
>...
>"Oh..."
>She pokes her head through the door
>"Are you... excited? Oh my gosh... well there's something on my TV that can help. Maybe?"
>She takes off again and her foot steps disappear as she heads down the stairs
>Cute and innocent as usual!
>How is some Japanese cartoon going to help?