>you're not exactly a social butterfly
>you spend more time on your computer than you do hanging out with friends
>this has led you to be labelled as somewhat of a nerd
>you typically don't care though, it just serves to keep the 'normals' away and you have no desire to be around them anyway
>your final class of the day was just about to end and everyone couldn't wait to leave for the day
>the big school dance was coming up in a couple days and everyone wanted to make their last minute preparations
>even the teacher was practically lined up at the door
>you watch the clock count down
>almost there
>you're about to stand up in preparation when a tall, rather stylish boot fell on your foot
>hard
>you're about to smack the clumsy bitch that did that when you notice the boots owner
>Sunset Shimmer
>shit
>what does she want with you
>she had picked on you a bit back when she was setting up her utter domination of the school, but she'd been leaving you alone for years
>still, she had... an intimidating presence
>so you just sat there while she pinned you in place
>wondering what she could possibly be up to
>even when the bell rang and everyone left you just sat there while she stared at you
>then it was just the two of you in an empty classroom
>this would not end well
>finally she got off your foot and let you stand up
>you knew better than to try and leave though
>"Hey faggot, you're a nerd right? I need you to do something for me."
>great way to ask for a favor bitch
>"What?" you try to sound distant, like this scene doesn't phase you at all
>"You're going to use that Internet magic to get me some dirt on Twilight Sparkle."
>of course, the 'princess' of Canterlot High always defended her crown by any means necessary
>"And why would I do that? Twilight seems like a pretty cool girl, I was actually thinking of voting for her."
>wow, didn't know you had the balls to test her patience like that
>she just lets out a sarcastic laugh
>"You'll do it because I told you to, and you DON'T want to cross me."
>she's got you on that one
>"And what if there isn't any 'dirt' on her? I seriously doubt there is, actually."
>"Well then make some. That's what photoshop is for you dumbass."
>she accompanies her words with a slight flick on your forehead
>that just sets you off
>"Like hell if I'm going to make up lies about someone just to help someone I don't even like cheat. I've got better things to do with my time."
>you make a move to leave
>but she stands in front of you, blocking your exit and lets out another laugh
>"I seriously doubt that. But I'm nothing if not fair, I'll be sure to make it worth your while."
>with that she pulls up her skirt
>doesn't hesitate
>never takes her eyes of you
>but your eyes go off of her
>well, her face anyway
>she's not wearing panties
>doesn't even care
>"I think a couple fingers will be all it will take to convince you to help your princess."
>you nod meekly, still staring at her smooth, reddish pussy
>you don't care that she's a bitch right now, you just want to touch the beautiful treasure that lay before you
>you begin to reach your hands towards your prize
>but she's faster
>her arms go on the inside of yours and around your body, pushing your hands out and away from her
>"Sunse- What are you doing?! I thought you said..."
>her hands both go into your pants from behind, grasping your bottom
>"I said you could have a couple fingers, I didn't say whose."
>with that she slid a finger between your cheeks and began rubbing circles around your asshole
>you're stunned
>you can feel a small tingling sensation from where she's touching you
>and you don't like it
>you try to pull away, but she's stronger than she looks and manages to hold you in place with her other arm
>"I think it's time I gave you that finger I promised, fag."
>she sticks the tip of her finger against your virgin hole and presses just a little bit of it in
>why is she doing this to you?
>this is easily the worst possible thing she could do to torment you
>because it actually feels good
>fuck, the Internet was right. You really are a faggot.
>but you'll be damned if you let her know that
>you stare daggers at her and that smug grin she always wears
>"Get the fuck off me you bitch!"
>you know that won't work
>almost don't want it to
>but you had to do it anyway
>"Oh don't be like that little fag, I know you like this."
>she pulls one hand out of your pants and grasping the front of your pants with it
>specifically, your rapidly hardening cock
>"See, I knew you were a little faggot, your body can't lie."
>she presses her finger a little bit deeper and begins to swirl it around
>you use all of your willpower to not show her any signs of your pleasure
>"Aww, do you not want to be a fag, fag?"
>you just look at her, not knowing how anyone could derive such sadistic pleasure from this
>her grip on your crotch moved to painful levels
>"Answer me! Do you want to be a faggot?!"
>the pain from her iron grip was too much for you
>"No," you yelp, "I'm not a faggot you fucking insane cunt!"
>her eyes told you that you had given her exactly what she wanted
>she released her death grip on your cock
>"Well, I suppooooossse I could help you with that. Since you're being so helpful to me and all. But only if you ask nicely."
>you look at her incredulously
>she can't be serious
>she lifts up her skirt again, showing you that which you desire most again
>"Do you think this can help you be normal again?"
>her voice is lined with feigned innocence and she gives you surprisingly good puppy dog eyes
>*sigh*
>"Fine you bitch, I'll help you. Just let me fuck you okay?"
>she rams her finger deeper into your anus
>you let out a little cry of surprised pain
>"That wasn't a very nice way to ask for help. I'm a princess and that is not how you address royalty."
>god damn, she's taking this princess thing way too far
>but she's got you trapped and you both know it
>"Please, Princess Sunset, take away my faggotry. Show me how it feels to be with a woman."
>you try your best to sound genuine and she seems to be okay with your act
>"That's better. Now, I shall tend to my subject's needs like a good ruler should."
>she lets go of her skirt and grabs your left arm by the wrist
>she guides it to her leg, right below her skirt
>then she pulls it up
>you savor every inch of her silky smooth skin as her skirt is caught on your hand and once again raised up
>when you get above her waist and she is sufficiently exposed she stops moving your hand and lets go
>"Just leave that there, okay?"
>you nod your compliance, not trusting words when your hormones are wound up so much
>she grabs your other hand and moves it straight onto her pussy
>she has complete control of your hand and is stroking it up and down her snatch
>"This is what a woman feels like, anon. Do you like it?"
>it's so smooth, and with hints of moisture appearing as Sunset began to pleasure herself with your hand
>"Y-yes. Sunset, you- you feel incredible."
>her soft hand slides over your own and she curls down all but two of your fingers
>"I'm glad to hear it. Now we can go a step further with your rehabilitation."
>she slides your fingers into herself and you experience what heaven must feel like
>she's tight
>like, really tight
>and damp
>but experienced enough to have complete control of her muscles
>she rhythmically squeezes her walls around you, creating intense pressure before fading away
>it feels so good you forget that Sunset still has a finger up your ass
>until she reminds you by wiggling it about again
>"Now that you've had a taste of both. It's time to choose anon. Do you want to be a fag? Or do you want me?"
>the decision was much more difficult than it should have been
>your ass clenches up, not wanting to give up the source of its pleasure
>your mind is totally focused on the warm hole you are currently inside of
>it all comes down to what your dick wants
>and its decision is simple
>pussy
>"You! I want you Princess Sunset! I want it more than anything!"
>a victorious grin spreads across her face as she pulls her finger out of your asshole
>"Good, I now pronounce you cured of all faggotry. But I guess we should keep going just to make sure. Don't want to miss any. It's infectious after all."
>she begins to move your hand back and forth so that you are properly fingering her
>in and out they go, fully under her control
>she uses her now free hand to yank the front of your pants down, revealing a dick harder than Applejack's ass
>she wraps her surprisingly delicate fingers around your member and begins jerking you off in time with her thrust into herself
>"Put another finger in me anon."
>you're a little unsure about the stretch-ability of her cunt, given how tight she is
>"Are you sure you ca-"
>"DO AS YOUR PRINCESS COMMANDS!"
>you do as your princess commands
>by this point she's wet enough that your worries were completely unfounded
>the third finger slides in with ease and Sunset speeds up her thrusting, both of your hand and hers
>after all the new feelings you've felt today her little hand is all it's taking to push you to the edge
>you can't hold in your feelings anymore
>you start to moan out her name
>"Oh, Sunset! Please keep going. Don't stop!"
>your pleas seemed to be having a positive effect on her because with everyone her pussy clenched a little harder around your fingers
>"I need you! Please make me cum!"
>she sped up her hands even more
>"I'll do anything for you, Princess!"
>a gush of fluid shot out onto your hand
>"Your word is my command."
>her muscles started spasming uncontrollably
>she has clearly had an orgasm, but you wouldn't be able to tell from her face
>it hasn't changed a bit
>she's still wearing that cocky grin
>looking at you with those condescending eyes
>likes she's better than you and she knows it
>god that's hot
>you cry out her name as you cum for her
>"PRINCESS SUNSET!"
>she sidesteps your jizz, letting it all land on the floor
>without missing a beat she drops her skirt and begins to walk towards the door
>she turns around right as she's about to leave
>"So, can I count on you to be a loyal subject and help your princess win the crown?"
>still shaking from your orgasm you drop to your knees
>"Yes, your majesty. Anything you ask."
>she smiles and walks away
>only then do you realize what she is to you
>how could have taken you so long to see it
>she is perfection