> “Ugh… how much is the green one?”
“That is 5 bits, Sir.”
> “Hmm… how about the red one?”
“That is also 5 bits.”
> “And the green one?”
“5 bits”
> “I’ll take that one then.”
> Ugh…
> The gray stallion hands over the bits as you ring up his purchase.
> “And you’re sure this will fit my dog?”
“Of course, Sir. This collar is made to fit any canine smaller than a Diamond Dog, guaranteed!”  
> You flash him your signature salesman smile as you hand him the leather collar.
> “Rrrright, thanks.”
> The pony takes the paper bag in his mouth and trots out of the door.
> Fucking ass.
> Once alone, you let out a sigh. 
> God that was exhausting.
> Sighing once more, you take off your apron and walk towards the back of the store.
> 1 o’clock
> Lunch time.
> Awesome!
> Grabbing your lunch from your locker, you sprint out of the back door and towards the park. 
“I hope she hasn’t started without me.” 
> You begin your sprint as you say this to no one in particular. 

----------

> You get to the park just in time to see her pull up from a big dive.
> Her face showing that cocky grin you’ve come to know her for as she nails the dive. 
> SO FUCKING EPIC!
>This mare is so. Freaking. AWESOME!
> You are out of breath and a bit sore from the ‘exercise’ you just had, but it was worth it because you made it just in time for the show. 
> You limp your way towards the nearest bench and pull out a sandwich from your lunch bag.
> Taking a big bite of your poorly constructed sandwich, you look up and watch the acrobatic wonders of this amazing mystery mare.  
> Seriously, how does she pull off all of those manoeuvres? 
> You look up as you see her go into a barrel roll from a half Cuban 8 loop.
> How the hell can she do that?
> You’ve been coming to this park during your lunch break for the past couple of weeks now, just watching this mystery Pegasus do her tricks. 
> You don’t really know why you keep coming here, but you do. 
> It’s nice. 
> Definitely the best way to spend your lunch break. 
> The mare soars through the air, doing barrel rolls and half-loops.
> These tricks are some top quality stuff. 
> She goes into a dive, just as she’s about to hit the ground she pulls up and swoops past you. 
> Oh! You remember why now. 
> IT’S FUCKING AWESOME!
> As you watch the cyan mare makes her way through the trees and up into the sky, you can’t help but wonder why she does it?
> It’s not like you don’t love watching her perform her stunts or anything, they are fucking epic!
> Literally the highlight of your shitty, shitty day.
> But still… why?
> Well whatever, you never were one to dwell on such things. 
> You might as well just enjoy yourself.
> Taking another absent minded bite out of your sandwich, you lose yourself in the mares erratic movements.
> Climbs, rolls, loops; she does them all, with the skill and precision of a seasoned veteran. 
> You watch in awe as she nails trick after trick, no breaks, just pure determination and brashness.
> Each stunt she pulls is better than the last. 
> Oh Celestia, here is comes. 
> Finally, you arrive at the climax: the Sonic Rainboom.
> Clutching onto the edge of your seat, you lean forward and focus last bit of thought on her. 
> This was the best part.
> The pièce de résistance.
> The Magnum Opus of the whole shebang.
> Straight up into the air she flew; a multitude of colors trailing close behind her. 
> She was like a bullet, fast and dangerous. 
> You can barely see her against the blue sky, her cyan coat completely blending in with the backdrop. 
> Your eyes can only follow the iridescent streaks left behind by her mane and tail.
> The lingering trail of colors are the only indication that she was ever there.
> Suddenly the colors come to a stop.
> She’s reached the apex of her flight.
> You can feel yourself tense up as you prepare yourself for what’s going to happen next. 
> With bated breath you wait.
> 1, 2, 5 seconds go by.
> The suspense is killing you. 
> Your lunch lays there long forgotten as you watch and wait for the mares final stunt.
> She folds up her wings and starts to free fall. 
> Here we go.
> Your eyes are glued to her form.
> Breath ragged and pulse racing.
> You can’t help but feel anxious. 
> Will she be able to pull it off?
> You watch as she spreads her wings and begins to accelerate. 
> With the help of gravity, she picks up speed. 
> Faster and faster she goes.
> Your eyes flicker between her and the ground.
> She’s getting dangerously close, if she doesn’t pull up soon she’ll…
> And there you see it.
> You catch a glimpse of her smile.
> A brazen, confident grin.
> A grin that says it all.
> She’s got this. 
> Faster.
> Faster.
> Faster!
> She’s so close-
> ‘BOOM!’
> A vibrant explosion erupts forth from the mare as she pulls up a mere 5 feet from the ground.
> The shock wave is huge, nearly blowing you off of the bench.
> You pay no mind to it though.
> Your heart is racing a mile a minute.
> All of that excitement and relief has caused you to throw all caution and common sense to the wind. 
> You jump up and begin cheering.
> You’re cheering could be called awkward and clumsy at best, but who cared.
> It felt right.
> All of that energy and anxiousness just burst out of you. 
> You couldn’t contain yourself. 
> Celestia damn it if you didn’t cheer for her.
> That was amazing.
> She was amazing.
> She does one final loop before landing in the middle of the park.
> The opalescent pony looks over to you and shoots you a beaming smile.
> A smile that says “DID YOU SEE THAT!”
> You can’t help but smile back at her.
> FUCK YEAH I DID!
> Fucking amazing.
> A small beeping sound originating from your wrist alerts you as to what time it is. 
> 2:17 PM
> SHIT! Your break’s over.
> You throw the Pegasus a quick wave goodbye as you sprint back towards the store. 

----------

> “Anon! Are you listening?”
“Mmmmrrr…”
> The stallion sighs.
> Correction.
> Your boss sighs.
> “Anon-“
> Your boss tries to get your attention once again.
> Begrudgingly you lift your head up off the counter and look at him.
> “Anon, I’m going to have to get you to work overtime for the next few days.-”
“Uggh...” you groan.
> Your boss ignores this and carries on. 
> “-We’re getting a very important shipment of critters this week and you’re the only one qualified to handle them.”
> He looks over you as you repeatedly smack your head into the counter.
> “Maybe qualified isn’t the word I’m looking for…”
> You grumble at your boss.
> This snaps him back to reality. 
> “Well whatever, the point is that you’re the only one I can trust this to. Do you understand Anon?”
> You look up at the aged stallion.
> He gives you a small, hopeful smile.
> Fuck, you can’t turn him down now.
> With a half-hearted nod and a grumble of acceptance, you’ve sealed your fate.
> In the corner of your eye you spot your boss smirking. 
> That fucker!
> You resign yourself to defeat.
> Can’t win em’ all. 
> “Good to hear” He says.
> He walks around the counter and towards you. 
> Spotting your dispirited demeanor, he begins to feel a pang of guilt.
> “Err… Sorry about all of this Anon, I know that you cherish your lunch breaks and all but I really need you here this week. But hey, look on the bright side; you’re getting paid extra for this.”
> The stallion gives you a genuine smile this time.
> Maybe things weren’t all that bad.
> You smile back.
> He makes it half way to the door before he stops on his hooves.
> Maybe it’s just your imagination, but you could swear that you heard a little ding go off somewhere.
> “That’s right! I forgot to tell you. Be careful with those Parasprites, they’re supposed to be really dangerous.”
> Parasprites.
> That monumental asshat!
> He shoots you one more cheeky grin before strutting off and doing his own thing.
“Fucker…”
> …
“This sucks major moose balls…”
> And you were right.
> No more eating lunch in the park.
> No more epic air show of epicness.
> No more mystery mare.
>…
>This blows. 
> You stare out over the counter blankly, bitching and moaning about the unfairness of life. 

---------

> One week later.

> YES!
> MOTHER
> FUCKING
> YES!!!
> Free at last!
> It’s been one week since you’ve had a proper break.
> One week of non-stop critter control.
> Fuck those Parasprites!
> Fuck your boss!
> … actually, no. He’d probably enjoy that.
> But fuck your job.
> YOU WERE FREE!
> Until 2:10.
> … whatever.
> Truth be told, it wasn’t all that bad.
> Your boss felt bad for cutting into your break and so he gave you a bunch of pet supplies for free. 
> You don’t even own a pet and you were pretty sure that these were pulled from the trash.
> Still, it’s the thought that counts. 
> Right?
> Yeah, who cares? 
> Free shit!
> As you ran out the back door, you begin to smile to yourself. 
> It’s all over and done with now.
> You’ve finally got your lunch break back!
> ALRIGHT!
> Yeah!
> Woot!
> You sprint over to the park as fast as your out-of-shape legs can take you.
“I hope I’m not too late”, you say to yourself.
> Arriving at the park, you notice one thing. 
> She isn’t there.
>You look around, hoping to spot her rainbow mane.
> Left.
> Nope, no sign of her.
> Right.
> Nope, nothing there either.
> In front of you.
> …
> Why hello there speeding blue missile, how are you doing this fine summers-
“Ooof~!”
> The azure bundle of fluff hits you square in the stomach. 
> “HEY! YOU!”
> Uhhh… what the fuck was that?
> You groan out as you try to figure out what on Equestria happened to you.
> Did I hear someone calling me?
> “HEY YOU! STALKER DUDE!”
> It takes a moment for you to get back to your bearings.
> You look around to see what exactly it was that hit you.
> You figure it was something akin to a high speed plushie but you aren’t entirely sure of yourself.
> That is until you get a good look at who it is exactly that’s talking to you. 
> It was “that” mare.
> The awesome mystery mare that you’ve been ‘watching’ for the past few weeks, bar the last one of course. 
> “Hello? Did I knock you senseless?”
> The blue mare hovers over you, a concerned look sitting upon her cute face.
> It’s then that you realize that you are just lying on the ground starring up at her. 
> Immediately you shoot up into a sitting position.
> HOLY CELESTIA!
> Bad move.
> A sharp stabbing sensation hits your side. 
> Damn, that hurts.
> You wince in pain.
> The pegasus takes notice of your discomfort.
> Laying a hoof on your shoulder, she looks over you.
> “Hey, are you okay?” she says softly.
“Ugghh… nah, I’m *Crack* fine… Thanks.”
> You give her a shaky smile as try to get back up onto your feet. 
> Surprisingly enough, you were able to do so without much trouble.
> You don’t think you really broke anything there. 
> You give yourself a good pat down; checking to see whether anything was broken.
> Nope, it’s just incredibly sore. 
> That’s good?
> You turn to your assailant and give her a thumbs up. 
> She just gives you a confused look in return.
> Errr… right, thumbs. 
> Brushing off the awkwardness that is Anon, the cyan pony shakes her head and begins to speak. 
> “H-Hey, I’m sorry for that. It’s just… I was wondering where you’ve been and stuff, uhhh…?”
> She crinkles up her nose and stares at you.
> You pause at the sight of her odd look.
> Confused and a little curious.
> Before long, you are mimicking the action.
> Now the two of you are just standing there, both faces scrunched.
> Why is she scrunching up like that? 
> Is this some kind of Pegasus thing? 
> What is… oh!
“Anonymous,” you say with a sheepish smile, “but you can call me Anon.”
> You straighten yourself out and beam at her.
> Well that was silly…
> It’s the ponies turn to look at you with questioning eyes.
> ‘Guess you cocked this up…’ you think to yourself; your body sagging in defeat.
> She lets out a small giggle and grins at you.
> “Cool. The names Rainbow Dash, but YOU can call me RD.”
> Huh, guess you didn’t fuck it up that badly.
> Go me!
> You look over the mare standing in front of you. 
> Rainbow mane, cyan coat, big magenta eyes, cocky yet sweet smile.
> RD? She doesn’t look like and RD to me, she looks more like a- 
“Sure thing, Dashie.”
> This catches Rainbow Dash by surprise; a light scarlet blush rushes over her face.
> “H-Hey! I said call me-“
“Why’d you tackle me?”
> “Huh…? Oh that!”
> She yells out as she claps her hooves together. 
> Nice, bullet dodged. 
> “I was excited to seeya.”
> Oh wow.
> That took you by surprise.
> You just stare at Dashie as she continues on.
> A goofy grin floats up onto your face.
> I’m such a lady killer.
> “-I haven’t seen you around in ages and I wanted to know why?” she says matter-of-factly.
> Man, she my must be really smitten with you.
> Not like she could help it. You da man.
> “Not many ponies come and watch me practice, well not as much as you at least.”
> Awww.
> “So yeah, I was curious as to why you just up and left.”
> D’aww, that’s so cute. She missed me. 
> “No other pony is stupid enough to be that close when I am practicing my Sonic Rainboom.”
> … did she just call you-
> “So why’d you leave, stupid?”
> …Yeah that.
“The names Anon… “
> “Pfft, okay.”
> …
> “Anyways, some work stuff came up and I had to cut my lunch breaks short, that’s why I wasn’t around that much.”
> Dashie nods in understanding.
> “Right, work. Damn it.”
> Wait what?
“What?”
> “H-huh? Oh, nothing nothing…”
> “I owe Apple Jack fifty bits now…” she whispers under her breath.
“But I’m totally free now and… I was hoping to catch you practicing.”
“ So what do you say? Care to show off?”
> A cheesy grin rides up your face as you say this. 
> You know that you two aren’t exactly the best of buddies or anything but you feel that talking to her, like this, is the natural thing to do.
> It feels alright. 
> And the rising grin on her face confirms this. 
> “Sure thing Anon!”
> “Prepare to be blown away by my sheer awesomeness!”
> And with that she was gone; she shot herself up right into the sky. 
> Finally, more epic flight time. 
> You couldn’t be happier. 

----------

> A few months later.
> “ANOOOOOOON!”
> “Hurry the buck up!”
> Celestia damn it! Can’t this mare wait for just one sec-
> “Hurry UUUUUP!”
“WHAT THE FREAKING HELL RD?! Just wait! I still have to lock up the store!”
> You yell back at the irritatingly impatient mare. 
> She just crosses her forehooves.
> Huffing, Dashie turns away from you.
> Her cheeks puff up and a pout graces her cute muzzle.
> Someone’s grumpy…
> “Whatever Anon, just don’t blame me if they run out of those cheesy hay fries you like so much.”
> Damn, she got you there.
> You let out a disgruntled groan as you pick up your pace.
“Fine fine, I’m nearly done. I just have to… there got it, we can go now. Happy?”
> You throw the sulking mare a glare.
> Rainbow Dash stops pouting and sticks her tongue out at you.
> But before you can say anything she’s already halfway down the road.
> A mocking smile and a not-so-subtle snicker is shown off; her gift to you.
> That little-
> “Whatever Anon.”
> “Wasting time so that I’d forget movie night? Did you really think that I’d forget it’s my turn to pick a movie?”
> Rats, she knew?
> RD gives you a knowing stare as you try to look as innocent as possible. 
> It doesn’t work. 
> Sighing, you throw your hands up in the air in defeat. 
“Alright you caught me… I WAS trying to stall for time.”
> “HA! I knew it!”
> “Better luck next time buster.”
> She does a little victory twirl before flying up next to you.
> A soft sigh and a facepalm is what you give her as a reply.
“Seriously though RD-“
> You grumble out.
“ I don’t want to sit through another one of those Wonderbolt movies. They suck.”
> “GASP”
> RD mocks you by pretending to be shocked by your statement.
> You stick your tongue out at her and continue walking.
> “Aww come on Anon, don’t be such a baby. The Wonderbolts are awesome and you know it.”
“Says the fangirl.”
> “Says the number one authority on awesomeness in the whole of Ponyville.”
“Pinkie Pie?”
> Rainbow Dash swats you on the back of your head.
> It was like someone threw a couch cushion at you.
> Fluffly and light, but it still packed some punch.
> You’re so glad that she’s so fluffy, otherwise she could really do some damage to you. 
> You don’t dare let her know that though. 
“OW!” you yell out in ‘pain’.
> WINK.
> “No, you goofy monkey. I meant me! Rainbow Dash! I am the AWESOMEST mare in the whole of Ponyville!”
> She thumps her hoof against her ‘fluffy’ chest as she says this.
> Pfft.
> Pillow on pillow action.
“Heh yeah, sure.”
> Pillows… heh.
“ Can’t really argue with you there.”
> She beams up at you, her chest swelling up with pride.
> “Don’t you know it!”
> You smile back at her.
> She bumps into you playfully as the two of you head to that hay fry place that you love so much.
> Ahaha this mare.
> When I get home I really should crack open a bottle of beer and just chill with my best bud-
> …
> Ah fuck!
“Ah fuck! Uhh… hey, Dashie-“
> Rainbow Dash stops mid flight and blushes.
> Her body does a three-sixty spin as she turns to look at you.
> “Anon! What have I said about calling me that!”
“Pfft, whatever. I think it’s cute.”
> This earns you another blush from ‘Dashie’, followed by a swift conk on the head.
“Ahahaha, that one actually hurt Dashie.”
> You say, rubbing your head. 
> RD just huffs and continues on flying. 
“Anyway, after we pick up dinner do you mind coming back with me to get some stuff from the store?”
> Rainbow Dash groans as she turns to you.
> There’s a look on her face that clearly says “Are you fucking kidding me Anon?”
> You chose to ignore it though; instead opting to try and pester her into submission.
“Come on RD!”
“Come oooooon-“
> “Uggh, but we just came from the store Anon.”
> Rainbow Dash grumbles and looks back in the direction of the store. 
> “Mnmnm… stupid monkey ass… mnmm… saying Dashie…”
“Don’t be a filly Dash. I just have to pick up some stuff I left. We’ll be out and back home before you know it.”
> You continue on.
“My boss is throwing out some old merchandise and he said I could keep some stuff.”
> You stare up at the mare hoping she will agree.
> Honestly, you don’t want to go back there alone… it’s kinda creepy.
> Rainbow Dashes face is still scrunched up into a sour pout.
> Sighing you speak up once again. 
“Look… if you want, you can get first pick. Okay?”
> This piques her interest.
> She ponders the offer for a few minutes.
> Yes! It looks like it’s working…
> “Well… Tank COULD use a new set of goggles.”
> HUZZAH!
“Atta girl! Now come on, let’s hurry up and get all of this shit done so that we can head back for Movie Night.”
> “Yeah, sure whatever.”
“I’ll bring take out the booze~”
> “What are we waiting for Anon!? Get that flabby  flank of yours in gear!”
> “Move it! Move it! Moooove it!”
> She’s zooms past you and back towards the pet store; not even once looking back.
> You knew that would get her.
> Smirking at the ponies silly antics, you chase right after her.
“Pfft. Seriously, she’s such a silly pony.”

----------

> “YES! We’re finally home!”
> RD yells out as she crashes into your couch.
> She snuggles right into one of the couch cushions, making herself completely at home. 
“Correction RD, this is my home.  You just hang out here a lot.”
> The cyan pony snuggles deeper into the cushion.
> She lifts up a single hoof and waves at you dismissively. 
> “Details details Anon.”
> You raise your eyebrow at RD.
> You watch as she rolls around on your couch, small squees make their way out of her.
> Looks like she’s enjoying herself. 
> After a while, Rainbow settles into position on her back… with her stomach up.
> She stares at you with a mischievous look on her face.
> Well at least you think it’s mischievous. 
> You can’t really be sure, seeing that she’s upside down and all.
> Her belly rises and falls, her tongue poking up ever so slightly, she’s taunting you!
> …
> Your eyes lock onto her exposed stomach.
> Perfect.
> Captain, target spotted.  
> Alright soldier, fire when ready!
> You dig into the paper bag and grab a bag a potato chips.
> This’ll work.
> With expert aim, you toss the small bag full of crisp chips at her unprotected belly.
> “Aahh!” 
> She lets out a tiny yip of surprise.
 > It hits her stomach and bounces off, onto her muzzle.
> Bullseye!
> “H-Hey!” she squeaks out. 
> The small pony glares at you as you chuckle to yourself.
“Hahaha… So I take it you don’t want any?”
> The quiet grumble and hard blush on Dashies face tells all you need to know.
> RD mumbles in flustered annoyance as she opens the bag of chips.
> You turn away and begin to make your way into the kitchen.
“Hey RD-“ you call out.
“ Put in the movie while I get dinner, okay?”
> She gives you a curt nod; her face already buried in the bag of potato chips.
> You chuckle at the silly mares antics as you walk towards the kitchen. 
> Opening the paper bag, you peer inside and breathe in deeply.
“Mmmm”
> Cheeseburgers and fries.
> Nice!
> You grab two plates.
> One for you and one for RD.
> You plate the burgers and fries before turning your attention to the fridge.
> Popping your head in, you rummage around before finding exactly what you were looking for.
> Two ice cold bottles of hard   cider.
“Perfect”
> Grabbing the food and the drinks, you make your way back to a hungry, hungry Rainbow Dash.
> You better hurry – by now she’s already halfway through the bag of chips.
> As you enter the living you room you spot the cyan mare.
> … yeah, you were right.
> You set her plate down and sit next to her.
> She looks up at you; her muzzle coated with small crumbs.
> “What took you so long?” she says, an irritated tone rising up from her voice.
> You give her a mock look of disgust while grabbing the bag of chips away from her.
“I was getting dinner while you were pigging out”
> You pop a chip in your mouth.
 “You’re welcome.”
> “Pfft, whatever” 
> Rainbow Dash ignores you, having spotted her plate of food.
> A tiny squee is heard as she dives for her plate of food.
> You watch her massacre the burger and fries before caving in and joining the food slaughter fest.
> You take a big bite of your burger.
> Mmm, pretty good… even without the meat.
> “Mmmm, this is good”
> Looking over at RD, you see that she’s enjoying her meal as well.
> This is nice.
> The two of you sit there, enjoying both the food and the movie.
> You have to admit, the Wonder Bolts aren’t entirely bad… only about 60 percent.
> Rainbow Dash munches away as you lose yourself in thought.
> Quantifying cringe is hard.
> Soon enough the two of you are done with your meals and are patting your stomachs in complete satisfaction.
> Rainbow Dash just sits there, humming happily as she watches the movie. 
> You seen it a dozen times already so you don’t really care all that much about it.
> …
> Eh, you don’t have anything better to do, might as well just watch.
> So you sit back and watch with RD.
> A few minutes later the movie begins to slow down.
> Dash uses this opportunity to talk to you.
> “Soooo… Anon, what’s in the bag?”
> She points over to the bag sitting in the corner.
> Huh?
> You look over at the paper bag sitting in the corner.
> Oh right, that!
“Didn’t I already tell you what’s in the bag RD? It’s just a bunch of pet stuff.”
> You look at RD like she’s gone senile.
> Well, you know she hasn’t but it’s still nice to tease her anyway.
> “Whatever you jerk” She says as she swats at your arm. 
> “Bring it over, I want to see what’s inside”
> She roughly pushes you towards the bag, her marshmallowy hooves digging into your back. 
> “You said I can get whatever I want from it and I want to pick now!” 
> You groan as you pry yourself off of the couch.
> You were just getting comfy too…
> Whatever.
> Sulking towards the corner, you pick up the bag and make your way back.
> Dashie can barely contain her excitement.
> Her back is straight, her eyes wide and her ears are twitching.
> Geez, somepony must be bored.
> With a large plop, you land right next to Rainbow Dash.
> Ahhh, back on my nice, comfy couch~
> RD’s eyes are wide and expectant.
“ Chill Dash, it’s just some pet stuff”
> “Whatever, free stuff is free”
> You hand her the bag and get back to watching the “stale” movie.
> From time to time you glance over to Rainbow as she plays around with the pet supplies.
> “A squeaky ball? Pfft, what would tank do with that?” 
> She scoffs and throws the ball over her shoulder.
> It bounces off the wall and hits you on the back of the head. 
“HEY!”
> “Ha ha ha! Three points!”
> Dashie does a little fist pump as returns to digging through the bag.
> “A chew toy, a fish bowl, a pet comb… why do these all suck?”
> RD pouts as she digs deeper into the bag.
> You chuckle to yourself as you continue to watch her. 
> She has certainly gotten your full attention now.
> You watch on.
> Rainbow Dash’s pout has now turned into a scowl.
> She is not happy with what she’s seeing.
> Hahaha. 
> You’ve got to admit, seeing RD getting frustrated is quite the sight.
> It sure beats the boring ass movie you were watching. 
> “Geez Anon, there’s nothing good in here.”
> She turns to you; the look of annoyance on her face is evident.
“Not my fault, it was free.”
> “Yeah, but there should be at least one thing I can use… all of it’s for cats and dogs and fish.”
> “Lemme see-“
> You grab the bag.
> Hmm…
> While ruffling through the small pet store bag, you spot something of interest.
“Hey look Dashie.”
> You smile slyly to yourself as you turn towards the oblivious mare.
> “Ha? What? What is it!?”
> Curious; she tilts her head to the side.
> Her eyes are glued to the store bag.
> Slowly, you pull out a collar.
> A small, cyan collar with rainbow-striped pattern on the side. 
“I think this might fit you” you say, hiding your impish grin.
> RD looks at you, confusion written all over her face.
> Then she looks down at the collar.
> “Wh-what?!”
> The mare backs away as you move the collar right up to her face.
“Mmhmm. Yep, it’s just the right size.”
> You undo the buckle and show her.
> “A-anon, this better be a j-joke or I swear to Celestia that I’m going to kick your flank.”
> You wave the small accessory in front of her face. 
“Aww come on”
“ I swear that it suits you” 
> You smile at the mare.
“You’d look great in this Dashie”
> Rainbow Dash freezes at these words.
> Her cheeks tint red.
> Her eyes dart between you and the collar.
> “…It would? I-I mean of course it would! Everything looks great on the Rainbow Dash.”
> Her voice cracks.
> She is obviously more than a little riled up right now.
> Her expression is a mix of uncertainty and excitement.
> You’ve got her good!
> Time for the finishing blow.
“This would look perfect on you~” 
> You inch towards her.
“You sure you don’t you want to try it on?” 
> The collar sways in front of her face.
> Back and forth, like a pendulum. 
“Don’t you want to be a good little mare?”
> “…g-good little mare-“, she mutters to herself.
> Her legs are uneasy – her small, lithe body leans towards you.
> She sways to and fro, her body following the loose motion of the collar.
> You can’t take it any longer. 
> You let out a small, muffled chuckle.
> Try as you may, you can’t stop yourself from laughing.
> As you snicker through your teeth, you clutch at your stomach.
> Oh Celestia, you are going to get Tartarus for this, but it was SO worth it. 
> You giggle to yourself a little more before looking back up at Rainbow Dash.
“Hahaha! I got you there RD, you should have seen, the… look on… your… face?”
> You stop laughing.
> Why isn’t she angry? Why isn’t she moving?
> You take a closer look at the mare.
> Her eyes are hazy and a faint blush sits on her cheeks.
> RD is panting; it’s quick and wet.
> She’s staring blankly into space.
> No.
> She’s staring at the collar.
> …
> Wait.
> Is she?
> “…Mmm~” she moans.
> Holy shit, she is!
> The moan was so soft that you almost swear it was a whisper.
> But there’s no denying that it was a moan.
> And a lustful one at that.
> You shuffle around awkwardly, not entirely sure what to make of this situation. 
> “Haah haah haaah~”
> ‘GULP’
> …
> A mischievous thought passes through your mind.
> No. That would be wrong… but-
> …
> S-should I?
> You glance at RD.
> It seems that she’s slowly waking up from her trance.
> It’s now or never.
> CELESTIA DAMMIT! 
> You have made up your mind.
> You’re gonna do it!
> Slowly, you lean towards the panting mare.
> Her hot breath tickles your face.
> It feels so wrong, but so right at the same time.
> “Mmm~ haah…”
> Oh wow…
> You move towards her left ear.
> It twitches as the hot air from your mouth hits it.
> A soft whisper rushes through your lips.
“–Good mare~”
> Her breath hitches for a bit before coming back.
> The pace of her breathing has sped up.
> Looks like you bought yourself some time.
> You gently place the collar around her neck.
> Her fur is soft to the touch.
> You can’t help but let your hand linger as you secure the buckle.
> Your heart is pounding in your chest.
“Damn, I’ve got to calm down”
> You breathe in and out as you tug on the collar, making sure that it’s fastened tight.
> A muffled moan escapes Rainbow Dash’s lips.
> “Ooohhmmmm~ “
> …
> Gulp.
> You pull away fast. 
> Your face is flushed and your heart is thumping.
“I-I-I-…”
> The sudden jerking pulls RD back to her senses.
> Her breathing is heavy, her tongue hanging loosely from her mouth, her eyes locked onto you.
> “A-Anon?” she says in a soft, weak voice.
> “What –…” she pauses, slowing down her breathing.
> “W-what the buck just happened?”
“I-I don’t know Dashie…”
> And that was the truth, you had abso-fucking-lutely no idea what went on back there.
> The television hums in the background as the two of you sit and stare at each other.
> Neither of you know what to say or do, so there the two of you sit, motionless. 
> Soon enough, Rainbow Dash notices the collar around her neck.
> She gives it a small tug and then looks up at you.
> “Anon, what’s this?”
> She doesn’t look mad, far from it, she looks… confused.
> Wow, she must have been out of it.
“It’s a collar Dashie. I… I put it on… you.”
> You turn away from her, too embarrassed to look her straight in the eye.
> You can hear her gasp as she takes in what you just said.
> “Y-y-y-you what?!”
“I put the collar around your neck… You were out of it when I started playing with it and I thought you might want to… wear it.”
> You look back at her as you finish talking.
> Her face was flushed and her pupils dilated.
> You can hear her muttering to herself as she stares off into space.
> …
“Are you okay Dashie?”
> You softly grab her shoulder and shake her.
> Dash just blinks.
> Once.
> Twice.
> Three times.
> You rattle here a bit more.
> That seems to have worked, for soon enough she’s clearing her throat and looking back up at you. 
> “Huh? What? O-oh, yeah… I’m fine.”
> You give her a slightly concerned look as you pull your hand back.
> “A-and I kinda did like it…” she mutters under her breath.
“H-huh?”
> “NOTHING!”
> …
> The two of you sit there in that awkward silence.
> Both frozen and afraid of the other.
> The setting is uncomfortable for the both of you. 
> You never thought you’d experience something this awkward, especially not with your closest and best friend.
> The films ending credits roll by, but neither of you takes notice of it.
> That is until the final “BOOM” of the orchestral soundtrack jolts the two of you back to reality. 
> Rainbow Dash is the first to recover from the shell shock.
> “Umm, well Anon– “RD opens her mouth and lets out a small yawn, “–it’s getting late.” 
> She stretches out her hooves over her head for emphasis.
> “I really should head back…”
> You give her a nod and begin to rise off the couch.
> Rainbow Dash shakes her head and lifts a hoof up to stop you.
> “Nah, it’s cool. I can show myself out.”
> You sit back down, not wanting to argue with her, not right now.
> “Thanks for everything Anon… See you tomorrow, okay?” She says in a hushed voice as she makes her way towards the door.
> …
> …
> ..!
> Just then you notice something.
> She’s still wearing the collar!
> “RD! WAIT!” You blurt out.
> The cyan pony freezes in place before slowly turning her head back towards you.
“Uhh…”
> For some reason she has a hopefully look on her face. 
> You choke on your words.
> Your mouth dry and your mind blank.
> She just stands there, awkwardly shifting on her hooves.
> “Anon?” 
> You shake your head to clear up your thoughts.
> Your disorganized, chaotic, perverse thoughts.
 “ RD… you’re still wearing the collar.”
> A deep crimson dyes her face as she registers your words.
> “I-I-I…!”
> “OH MY GOSH!” she squeaks.
> In a scrambled frenzy, she tugs furiously at the collar. 
> She’s getting nowhere, fast.
> You make your way towards the panicking mare and pull her hooves away from the collar.
“Here Dash, let me do it.”	
> Your voice comes out soft and gentle.
> Rainbow Dash stops fidgeting and looks straight up at you.
> Her eyes flit between yours and the ground.
> A small nod and a hushed “okay” was her reply. 
> You hands shakily make their way to her leather collar.
> You’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous as fuck right now.
> You don’t even know why you want to do this but you do. 
> Time slows down as your fingers make contact with her fur.
> Like molasses you work.
> Your fingers cautiously unbind the leather strap and tug against her neck.
> Her fur is soft and warm to the touch. 
> It’s so nice and calming. 
> Your hand lingers against her, wanting this to last just a little bit longer.
> But enough is enough.
> With a sigh, you slip off the collar and clumsily grin at her.
“There, done.”
> It’s a funny, awkward smile.
> She titters awkwardly as she pushes the collar back into your hands.
> “Nah Anon, it’s yours. Tank doesn’t need-“
“Keep it, it looks good on you.”
> For the second time today, the two of you freeze.
> What the fuck!
> What did you just say?
> …
> You dart your eyes towards Rainbow Dash.
> She isn’t moving either.
> It seems that you aren’t the only one dumbfounded by what came out of your mouth. 
> Rainbow is just standing there, her face frozen and her posture is as stiff as a board.
> You panic and try to remedy the situation.
> Okay Anon, you can do this, be smooth– 
“Err, umm… I meant that I did promise that you could take whatever you want from the bag and the collar did look good on you and I don’t really want it so…”
> Fuck!
> Your words come out like a jumbled mess, but the message is clear. 
> The collar is hers.
> You push it back into her hooves.
> Once again you wear that crooked, stiff grin of yours. 
> But this time you aren’t the only one smiling awkwardly.
> Dash smiles back at you, hers is just as equally as clumsy.
> “Yeah… thanks Anon”
> Her words are soft.
> It’s like you’re talking to a whole other Rainbow Dash. 
> The Pegasus takes the collar in her mouth and simpers sheepishly at you.
> You stand there as she walks out the door.
> Time slows down to a crawl as you try and take in all that has happened. 
> …
> What the fuck just happened?
> Seriously.
> What.
> The.
> Majestic.
> Flying fuck was that?!
> You walk back over to your couch, mind busy with everything that has happened tonight. 
> The walk home, buying dinner, watching the movie together, the collar… 
> …
> Your heart thumps widely in your chest as you remember the collar. 
> Breathing in quickly, you plop down onto the couch.
> The short fall and soft fabric help calm you down.
> You look over your living room and sigh. 
> Tonight was weird.
> You have no idea how things ended up this way.
> Once again, your heart begins beating furiously.
> A blush creeps up on your face as you think about Rainbow Dash and the collar.
> Dashie…
> You and Dashie…
> We got into petplay…
> By accident.
> How the fuck does that happen?
> You stretch out across the couch
“Ugggh… What a day”
> As you swing your feet out, you feel something hit your foot.
> …
> Looking down, you see the bag that started it all lying by your feet.
> You give it another small kick and fall back into the cushions.
> … Things are going to get weird, you just know it.
> You sigh once more and roughly rub at your temples.
> Soon enough your head starts to hurt. 
> Dropping your hand, you feel it land on something small… and squeaky? 
> It’s the small rubber ball that Dash threw at your head.
“ … “
“Weird huh?”
> Smiling, you grab the ball.
> An impish, foreboding smile.
“Hahaha, me and Dashie COULD do with a little weird…” You snicker to yourself as you toss the small rubber ball in the air.

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> It’s Saturday.
> Fucking YES!
> Finally a day off!
> You hum a tune to yourself as you stroll down the main street of Ponyville. 
> The sun is shining, the birds are singing. Man, what a day to be alive.
> You flip the bird at the pet store as you walk by.
> Ahaha, fuck you obligations! You don’t have a hold on me today!
> Man, that felt good AND socially acceptable since ponies don’t know what a hand gesture is.
> It doesn’t stop you from giggling to yourself anyway.
“ Ahhh, life is good”
> Taking in a deep breath, you smile.
> Now that you think about it, you can’t really complain about your life.
> Ponyville is an awesome place to live.
> You’ve got yourself a roof over your head and food on your table.
> Heck, your job isn’t even that bad… most of the time.
> You even have one of the coolest friends that anyone could ever ask for.
> Not that you’d ever tell her, but Rainbow Dash is pretty awesome.
> You guys can do anything together: chill, play sports, watch movies, joke around while pretending to watch a movie, joke around with a collar while completely ignoring the movie that’s playing –
> …
> That collar…
> Rainbow Dash in a collar…
> …
> Thoughts of Rainbow Dash in a collar flood your mind.
> Her prancing around, showing off her new collar.
> Excitedly jumping on your lap, thanking you for getting it for her.
> Looking at you with a cocky, half-lidded gaze.
> Slowly leaning in to you, her lips parting slightly.
> Her hot breath hitting your nose, everything going blank.
> “Master~”
> Your heart thumps wildly in your chest and your face heats up.
> “Mmmaster~”
> Shut up brain!
> …
> You remember the look on her face.
> The panting.
> The vacant, lust-filled look in her eyes.
> …
> Ahh fuck!
> You are forced to slow down your pace, lest someone notice the weirdness of your stride.  
> Hobbling your way down the path, you can’t help but think about what could have happened if she stayed…
> Probably nothing.
> “AHAHAHAHAHA!”
> A familiar laugh cuts through your thoughts.
> Your chaotic, lewd, barely sane thoughts.
> You look up and spot Rainbow Dash lying on a low-floating cloud, laughing her little rump off.
> Following her gaze, you spot Pinkie Pie squatting behind a barrel, dressed up in what you think is a disguise. 
> A gas mask, headphones and a sailor uniform?
> Well that’s unique.
> She’s following a mint green pony.
> Darting in and around like a ninja hopped up on Redbull. You’re surprised the minty mare hasn’t noticed her yet.
> Pinkie Pie rolls on the ground and zips to the next barrel, her head barely poking over the edge.
> You chuckle to yourself.
“Ponks, that silly mare…”
> You look back up at RD.
> The blue Pegasus is still blissfully oblivious to your presence. 
> Hehehe, we should fix that.
> Slowly and silently you creep up behind her.
> Like a mercenary trained in the art of cardboard box stealth – you shuffle closer to her, unseen and unnoticed.
> Just like a predator stalking its prey.
> Soon I will getcha Dashie!
“ Mwuahehehe –“
> The irony of the situation doesn’t escape you.
> You are STALKING Dashie, who’s watching Pinkie stalking a mare.
> The whole situation is ridiculous.
> It’s ridiculous and you are loving every second of it.
> You take a few more careful strides towards the cloud.
> “Dis gon be gud” you giggle under your breathe.
> Having arrived within arm’s reach of the cloud you look up and stare.
> Rainbow Dash is still glued to Pinkie Pie and her Spec Ops antics, completely unaware of the danger she is in.
> Her tail swishes back and forth in your face, teasing you, daring you to pull on it.
> Slowly your hand rises.
> Her tail flicks as a small giggle and snort escapes her.
> …
> Phew, that scared the heeby jeebies out of you.
> You move your hand closer.
> Closer…
> Grabbing her tail, you smile.
“Down she goes.”
> You give the prismatic tail a good yank.
> “Wha-HEY!”
> “Eeep!”
> She lets out a small squeal as she falls through the cloud and onto the ground.
>Rainbow Dash rubs at her sore rump, tears forming at the edges of her eyes.
> “O-Oww~”
> Kneading at her backside, her eyes bolt around before coming to rest upon you.
> The look of annoyance on her face gives way to a look you never thought you’d see from her: flustered surprise.
> “A-ANON!”
> Rainbow Dash swiftly springs to her hooves.
> At a slight loss for words, she sheepishly looks up at you; her face dyed crimson.
> “Ahem. H-hey Anon…”
> “I didn’t expect to see you out and about today. Don’t you have work or something?”
> Letting your laughter die down, you answer the blushing mare. 
“Nah Dash, it’s my day off today” 
> You give her a little shrug as you try, and fail, to contain the last small fits of laughter within you.  
> Meanwhile Dashie just stands there, silent and blushing.
> …
> Yeah.
> You didn’t notice before, but things between you and Dash have gotten a “little” awkward. 
> And you in your stupidity decided to pull on her butt… 
> Great.
> The laughter you had but moments ago, died: a horrible, sudden, grizzly, awkward death. 
> Not even an awkward chuckle remained.
> Fuck, this was uncomfortable…
> The two of you stand there in an awkward silence; neither of you looking at the other. 
> Rainbow Dash kicks at the hard ground as you fiddle with your cuffs.
> “W-well – “she starts, “I-I think I should be going now…”.
> The now timid mare begins to turn away from you, her hooves slowly starting to lift off the ground. 
> Shit!
> What the fuck is wrong with you?
> You can’t let things end up like this!
> She is your best bud!
> Well your only bud, but that’s beside the point. 
> She’s your friend, and friends don’t give other friends shit for their kinks, no matter how adorable they are. 
> Actually they do, but they don’t let things get awkward between them because of it.
“Hey RD, wait up!”
> You throw out your hand and grab onto her shoulder.
> A small jolt runs down Rainbow Dashes spine as she feels your hand on her withers.
> You watch as the unfamiliar sensation startles her, causing her to swing back to you; her petite face is dyed a scarlet red.
> Her eyes dart around, sometimes locking onto yours, sometimes flitting off somewhere else. 
> You can do it Anon, act smooth. 
> Smooth.
 “Come on now Dashie, leaving already? Can’t handle my awesomeness?”
> Taking a step forward, you trip on your own feet and slap yourself in the face.
> Fuck shit crap balls!
> Fucking hell, you suck.
> You are as smooth as the Things ass crack…
> Dashie is just staring at you blankly; her face tense, a sliver of a smile is riding upon her lips. 
> Well at least you got that.
> Dusting yourself off, you look back up at the rigid mare and try to move the conversation forward.
“ Ahem, w-well… I was thinking of catching an early lunch, uggh… umm, do you want to come with? It’ll be my treat!” 
> You flash her a toothy grin.
> Rainbow Dash eases up slightly at your words, but still a tinge of apprehension hangs over her head.
> Crap, it’s not working.
> Think Anon, think!
> “Well…” she bites onto her lip, seemingly mulling over whether she should take you up on your offer or not. 
“Actually, I’ve changed my mind –“
> “O-Oh… okay”
> She slowly turns back towards the road, her head down and her body flying a little lower than what it would be usually.  
“ – You’ll probably eat everything in the restaurant.”
> She stops.
> “What did you –“
> Her sullen mood does a complete one-eighty.
> From timid and glum to heated and irate.
> “HEY! NO I WON’T! You have some nerve – ” 
“Ahahahahahah!”
> You laugh at the mare.
> She stares at you incredulously; her expression slowly shifting, changing.
“So RD, –“You let out a few more light-hearted chuckles before finally settling down “– you game for that free lunch?”
> You hear raspy, happy wheezing coming from RD – apparently she laughed herself silly.
> “Hehehe, Only if you’re paying!”
> A bright smile stretches across her face.
> Ahaha, that’s better. 
“Sure, but only if you promise not to eat me into bankruptcy”
> “I don’t know… After all that, I kinda think you deserve it”
> Ahaha… ha… ha?
> The smile on your face drops.
> She’s not serious is she?
> You take a closer look at the mare, a small, playful smile sits on her face.
> …
“Fat ass”
> THWAP!
> Dash hits you on the shoulder, hard. 
> Her cute little muzzle is sporting a teeny bit of a scowl.
> She harrumphs as she turns away from you.
> You’d think you over did it if not for the fluffy tittering coming from Dashie. 
> You bump your shoulder into her and laugh. 
> She gives you tender, light-hearted grin. 
> The two of you just walk in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company, enjoying the moment. 
> This is nice.
> It doesn’t take long for you two to reach Sugar Cube Corner.
> You were looking to treat the mare and what better place the BEST FUCKING BAKERY IN ALL OF PONYVILLE!
> Plus…
> Mares like sweets right?
> Meh, you’re probably correct. 
> The two of you grab a seat by the window.
> Mrs. Cake walks by and hoofs you and Rainbow Dash a menu. 
> “Why hello there Anon, Rainbow Dash, how have the two of you been?”
> The mare smiles at the both of you, not with a business mare like smile – like something you’d expect from any other waitress – but with a knowing, motherly smile. 
> What does she “know”, you have no idea, but its best not to delve into such things, better to just let things be. 
“I’ve been doing good, Mrs. Cake. The pet store and RD here have been keeping me busy, everything is has been pretty awesome.”
> The aged mare stifles a soft giggle.
> “It’s good to hear that Rainbow Dash has been keeping you busy, dear.”
> “What about you Rainbow? How have you been?”
> Dash perks up as she hears her name being called. 
> “Oh, I’ve been really great! Finally got that high-G barrel roll down!”
> She sits up straight and puffs her chest out.
> Anyone can clearly see how proud she is of her achievement.
> And frankly, you like seeing this side of Dashie.
> Yeah, it was definitely an awesome sight seeing her do that properly. 
> You and Mrs. Cake look at each other and begin to chuckle.
> Yeah, you really do like seeing this side of Dashie. 
“That WAS pretty cool, RD.”
> “I know right! Am I the best or what?”
“Hmmmm, I’d say you’re at least in the top 10.”
> “No way! I’m definitely number one.”
“What about the Wonderbolts?”
> “I-I… They… I’m the best in Ponyville.”
“But what if they came to Ponyville?”
> “It’s my home turf. No way are they going to beat me here!”
“My money’s on them.”
> “Anon!”
> Mrs. Cake chuckles to herself as she watches the two of you bicker and tease. 
> “Anon stop being an idio –“
> “You two are cute together~” coos the older mare.
> This shuts the two of you up.
> You laugh awkwardly as RD dives straight into her menu.
> The candy colored pony gives you an impish smile as she looks at you.
> …
“Ahem, yeah well umm – I’m ready to order now.”
“I think I’ll have some –“you quickly glance over the menu”–waffles and a  black coffee.”
> You point down at the banana toffee waffles.
> Mrs. Cake nods and writes down your order.
> “And for you deary?”
> RD looks up and locks eyes with you.
> An evil grin rises up upon her face. 
> You feel a shiver run down your spine. 
> She wouldn’t…
> You stare back at Rainbow Dash, the two of you are locked in a battle of wills. 
> In the background is a giggling Mrs. Cake.
> “D’awww” you hear her say.
> She’s obviously missing something.
> “What’s the most expensive thing here?”
> CELESTIA FREAKING DAMMIT!
> “Oh hihihi, that would be our seven-layered summer berry parfait~”
“Urrrgh…”
> My wallet!
> Rainbow Dash’s ears jerk up at the sound of your pained moaning. 
> “Hehehe~”
> Dashie takes one last quick glance at you before looking back at her menu and giggling.
> You could swear that cute giggling sound evil for a second there.
> “Hmm, okay. I’ll have one of these then~” she says pointing her hoof down at the menu.
> “Perfect choice, Deary. And for drinks?”
> “Hmmm…”
> Oh please Celestia no! Have mercy!
> “Do you have any apple cider?” 
> NOOOOOOO!
> “Oh, I think we have a few bottles left in stock.”
> Why Sunbutt?! WHY?!
> Rainbow beams at Mrs. Cake, her ears fluttering with “innocent” glee. 
> “AWESOME! And one of those!”
> The mare smiles down at RD before writing down her order. 
> Dashie rocks back and forth on her seat, happily humming to herself. 
> You would have found that really cute if you weren’t trying to figure out how you were going to pay for everything.
> Do ponies have organ trafficking here? Would they accept human kidneys?
> “Okay you two, your food will be out in a few minutes. In the mean time, feel free to enjoy each other’s company.”
> Mrs. Cake giggles once more before trotting back off into the kitchen and out of sight.
> Is it just you or was Mrs. Cake trying to imply something?
> Bah, not important. 
> After she leaves you hurriedly take out your wallet and begin counting your bits.
> Your face sours are you finish calculating everything.
> You have barely enough.
> Looks like you aren’t going to be eating out for a while. 
> Sigh…
> Good bye sweet bits, I knew thee well.
> Well, at least you won’t have to sell any organs or anything…
> Yay?
> Rainbow Dash sits there smugly, enjoying the sight of you wallowing in your poverty-stricken despair. 
> You catch her staring and counter with a death glare.
> “Aww, come on Anon. You said I could order anything.”
> You huff and turn away from her.
“I never said that. I said I would treat you.”
> “Pfft, same difference.”
> … Dammit, she has a point.
> Sighing, you accept your defeat.
> It’s too late now, plus you kind of did promise to treat her.
> And if you think about it you are getting the better end of the deal.
> You take a quick glance over towards Dash.
> She’s beaming.
> A small smile forms on your lips from the sight.
> Yeah, it’s totally worth it.
> You sigh once again before turning back to RD.
> The pony sitting in front of you no longer has a smug, beaming grin on her face.
> Instead she’s sporting an absent-minded smile.
> Huh?
“What are you thinking about, Dash?”
> “Hmm? Oh, Nothing…”
> Well that was insightful.
> “It’s just…”
> Hmm?
> “Last night was kind of weird wasn’t it?”
> Oh.
> OH!
> She wants to talk about that now?!
“Well yeah, kinda… Only a bit.”
> Rainbow brings a hoof up to her mouth and giggles quietly. 
> “W-well, it wasn’t ALL that bad”
> A faint blush rises upon her cheeks as the words slips through her lips.
> Upon seeing this you double take.
“Huh?” you eloquently reply.
> “What I mean is I-I kind of liked it… being treated as a… pet...”
> She sheepishly looks away as she says this.
> “I was kinda hot.”
> “I-I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”
> You just sit there, silently; your face blank and your eyes glued to hers.
> Dash’s face heats up, her wings flair out slightly and her eyes flit away from yours. 
> A subdued, awkward laugh comes from the mare.
> She tries her best to cover up her growing embarrassment, but she fails.
> It was a sight to see; Dashie being timid and cute.
> “I-I-I was joking, geez Anon can’t you take a joke ha ha haa…” 
> …
“Well, why don’t we?”
> Wait.
> What?
> “Huh?”
> You weren’t really thinking properly when you blurted that one out; you were a little too distracted with the sheepish and squirming Rainbow Dash.
> But now that it’s out in the open, it doesn’t seem like that bad of an idea. 
> Actually… It sounds like a pretty awesome idea.
> It was fun being the one in control and the look on RD’s face… 
> U-Unf!
> Plus, RD is a bro. 
> If she enjoys a little kinky “Master-Pet” then who are you to say that it’s wrong? 
> There is absolutely nothing wrong kinky fun-fun time.
> I mean, what’s wrong with getting hot and steamy with a bro?
> Well… There are many things wrong with that, but none of them that actually make you want to give a fuck. 
> You said it yourself, “you could do with a little weird”, and what’s weirder than doing pet play with your best friend?
“Yeah, I could be your master if you want Dash?”
> Rainbow Dash’s flushes and her eyes grow wide.
> You hear a ‘pomf’ as you watch her wings fully extend.
> She sits there stunned, her face frozen and her posture stiff.
> You hear plates clatter and then silence.
> It seems that for the second time today you’ve managed to make the restaurant go completely quite.
> Shit! Ponies are looking!
> Stallions are grinning knowingly whilst the mares giggle and blush. 
> Damn, this was kinda embarrassing. 
 “Psst RD…”
“AR DEEEEE!...”
> …
> Nothing.
> …
> You boop the cyan mare on the nose to try and bring her back to the real world.
> Her nose twitches; she lets out a small sneeze, followed suit by a little pony scrunching.
> She looks up at you, a confused expression sit on her “still scrunchy” face. 
> It seems that’s all it took was a boop to the nose to bring her back out of her little daydream.
> Though, maybe that wasn’t the best idea…
> You can see it on her face, she was EXTREMELY embarrassed.
> Her wings are held back tight into her body and her hooves were covering her face.
> Damn. You feel kind of bad for her.
> That doesn’t last long though. 
> Dash dives across the table and pulls you towards her.
“Urk! –“
> She yanks your tie hard, choking you in the process. 
> Your head lurches forward, your body at the mercy of the small mare. 
> She has you where she wants you: right in her hooves.
> The two of you are face to face, lips but a few breathes apart. 
> You can’t help but stare into her eyes.
> Magenta.
> You can feel her breath on your lips.
> It tickles you, both innocently and not so innocently. 
> To be honest, it was making you a more than a little hot and bothered. 
> “Were you serious about that Anon?”
“Huh?”
> Oh right, the pet thing.
“Uhh, yeah. I-I’m game for it.”
> Shit. You don’t like being put on spot.
> This was making you nervous – but not as nervous as her.
> Her already red face was now a burning crimson.
> You swear you can almost see the steam escape from around her ears. 
> “O-okay…”
> A small smile flits across her face before turning into a determined scowl.
> “Okay, but we’re going to have to set some ground rules.”
“Okay?”
> “Number one. [spoiler]No sex[/spoiler]”
> Well she shot that one right in the foot, didn’t she?
> “This is going to be a master-pet relationship a-and it’s not like I’m your marefriend…”
> You look at her quizzically.
> She panics a little and continues.
> “I-I mean, you wouldn’t buck a dog would you?”
> You raise a finger.
> RD gives you a dead pan stare.
> You lower the finger again. 
> “Okay, rule number two. This is between us only, no other pony need know, okay?”
> Okay, now you can see a little concern in her eyes.
> She looks afraid, vulnerable, like she’s showing a piece of herself to you that she hasn’t shown anyone else before. 
> You take a deep breath and look her straight in her watery, magenta eyes.
“I promise Dashie, no one else will find out.”
> You answer seriously and honestly.
> She just looks back into your eyes for a few seconds, searching for any hint of dishonesty. 
> Rainbow Dash lets out a content sigh as she smiles softly at you.
> “Okay.”
> You smile back. 
> “Now for the last rule. We keep it safe.”
“Safe?”
> Okay.
> Admittedly you had no idea that this shit could get dangerous.
> I mean, it’s just a bit of kinky fun… right?
> No one was going to lose a hoof or a wing doing this shit, right?
> You rather enjoy having your head attached to your neck, thank you very much!
> “Yeah, safe.” She repeats. 
> “If I say my safe word then you have to stop; no ifs, ands nor buts.”
> Ohhhh, safe.
> Gotcha.
“And that safe word is?”
> “Are you two enjoying your time together?”
> The sudden appearance of Mrs. Cake causes the two of you to jump right back into your seats. 
> Both you are sporting a deep, deep blush.
> Neither of you can make eye contact with Mrs. Cake, or with each other for that matter. 
> It’s definitely an awkward situation. 
> Mrs. Cake doesn’t notice however, or she’s pretending she doesn’t notice; you could never tell with that mare, she’s a sly one. 
> “Here you go dearies. One banana toffee waffle set and coffee, and one mixed berry waffle set and apple cider.”
> “Well enjoy!”
> The confection mare places the food in front the two of you and heads on off to another table. 
> You look down at your meal, and then to Dash’s.
> Mixed berry? I thought she ordered-
> You look up at Rainbow Dash and see her already digging into her waffles.
> Her heads turned away from you but you can see a small, sheepish smile sitting on her muzzle. 
> You smile to yourself and begin eating your own meal. 
“So, RD –“the cyan mare pauses, looking up from her food, “–You enjoying your meal?”
> The adorable, merciful, fluffball of a pegasi beams at you.
> “Mmhmm. It’s awesome Anon, the freeness of it definitely brings out the taste.”
> You let out a small chuckle and fork another piece of waffles into your mouth. 
> Okay, that adorable, merciful, cheeky-cunt of a pegasi.
“So… about that safe word?”
> You watch as RD sputters and chokes on her food.
> The buzz of restaurant disappears and several eyes lock onto your table.
> Rainbow shrinks down into her seat.
> You just glare back at the other ponies.
> Well, more like passively stare while chewing on these godly-as-fuck waffles!
> Like seriously, this shit is like drugs.
> That’s probably why it doesn’t come cheap. 
> It doesn’t take long for everyone else to get bored and return to eating.
> That’s right you pussies, back the fuck off me and my waffles. 
> Hmmph!
> “G-geez Anon, subtle much?”
> You shrug and fork another mouthful of ecstasy into your pie hole. 
“Mnwats shubble?”
> Rainbow Dash face-hoofs.
> She mumbles under her breath as you continue to chow down. 
> After a few breathes and a little more than a few paranoid glances around, RD looks back at you and motions for you to come closer.
> You stop eating and lean forward. 
> “I-It’s Loyalty…” she whispers.
> …
“…”
> “…”
“…”
 “Your element –“ you say blankly.
> Rainbow Dash meekly nods.
“…”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Are you serious! Your element!”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA – OOF!!”
> An empty glass collides with your face.
> “Yeah? And so what? 
> “My word, my game, my rules. If you don’t like it then tough luck buster!”
> Dash ‘harrumphs’ as she stares off to the side of the table.
> You rub at your sore, brutally battered face.
“I have absolutely no problem with “Loyalty”, Dashie.” 
“On the contrary, I actually found it really adorable~”
> You grin at the mare.
> This time a salt shaker flies into your not-so-beautiful-anymore face.
> You try to dodge, but instead you lean into it. 
> Fuck your body and its lack of skilful grace. 
“OWW FUCK!”
> “Shut. Up. Anon.”
> Gaah! Fuck that stung.
> You wipe away the tears welling up in the corners of your eyes and get back to the remains of your meal.
> This will make you happy again. This will take away all the pain. 
> The two of you finish your meals in relative silence, only your sniffling and her grumpy “hmmph’-ing can be heard.
> *Sniffle*
> Shut up! It really did hurt!
> You occasionally catch RD looking over at you, but every time you try to make eye contact she turns away.
> Geez this mare is so fucking tsun.
> You ignore Dash and her mood swings for the remainder of the meal.
> After what seems like forever, you finally finish your food. 
> Patting your stomach in satisfaction, you try and strike up a conversation with your grumpy lunch companion. 
“So Dashie, can I be called Master?”
> SHIT FUCK! What the fuck man? Are you retarded?
> You flinch at your own words, your hand shooting up into a defensive position.
> You can’t afford to take another shot to the face, you just CAN’T!
> Instead of the expected backlash, you get a blushing, wide-eyed, stuttering Dashie.
> “M-M-M-Master?!”
> Oh…
> Oh.
> OH!
> You can feel your face heat up.
“I, uggh, I didn’t mean it like that! I just… ummm, well…”
> Fuck, you caught the stutters too.
“Well I mean, I think it might… no, what I mean is…”
> “…yeh”
> You look back up at her in time to see her give a weak but hasty nod.
> …u-unf.
> I mean huh?!
“A-A-Anyways, isn’t it about time we get out of here? I’m done with my meal and you’re done. Are you done? Because I’m done…”
> You fidget and stutter and choke on your words.
> You are totally spilling all of your spaghetti, but RD doesn’t seem to mind… or notice. 
> “Y-Yeah”
> Rainbow Dash hastily jumps of her chair and bolts out of the door.
> Hunched, you walk over to the counter.
“H-Hey Mrs. Cake, great meal thanks for everything”
> The aged mare giggles and waves you off.
> “Don’t mention it dearie, I’m just glad you and your date had such a great time.”
> …
Your cheeks turn red as you try to stutter out a denial.
“It wasn’t a date Mrs. Cake, it was a friendly meeting between close friends that involved the mutual exchange of stories and general tomfoolery while consuming food paid for by the singular male party…”
> You vomit out a spaghetti filled explanation, hoping it will get her off your back.
> Mrs. Cake’s smile grows.
> Fuck, no fucking luck.
> “It looked like a little more than that, dear and you have that cute, goofy, happy grin on. I say that qualifies as a date, don’t you?”
> She points at the ‘cute, goofy, happy grin’ on your face.
“I –…” 
> You open and close your mouth.
> You can’t formulate a response, so instead you opt to shut the tartarus up. 
> It’s better to save what little dignity you still have left.
> “That will be 65 bits dear.”
> The meal was kind of pricy but you didn’t care about that at the moment, you just wanted to get out from under that motherly mares scrutinizing gaze.
> You swiftly fork over the bits and waddle out of the bakery as fast as you can.
> You’ve got to admit, thinking about all of “that” did make you a little… “stiff”.
> Not like anyone needs to know. No siree. Nobody.
> Hurry up and waddle faster Anon!
> “Oh and Anon!” Mrs. Cake calls out.
> You turn to face the candy colored earth pony.
“Yes?” 
> The apprehension in your voice is apparent.
> “You might want to hold your breath for a bit, I heard that helps”
“Hold my breath?”
> … Hold my breath?
> Her eyes motion downwards, towards your… lower half.
> …
> Your face turns a bright red.
> Mrs. Cake gives you a small wink and smiles back at you as if nothing was wrong. 
> OH. MAH. GAWD!
> You rush out of the door and into the street.
> There waiting by the side of the door is Rainbow Dash.
> Her petite form is leaning against the side of the bakery’s doorframe. 
> Strands of her rainbow colored mane dangle loosely in front of her face.
> Eyes flickering slightly; her cheeks still a rosy shade of red.
> There are still remains of embarrassment hanging upon her, but they are swiftly fading away. 
> Her cocky demeanour slowly returns to its former “glory”.
> She turns to you as you come to a halt in front of the bakery; a cocky but cute grin sits snugly on her twitching muzzle.
> “Geez Anon, what took you so long?” she coos mockingly.
“I was only in there for two minutes Dash”
> “Pfft, I would have been out in 10 seconds flat!”
> You give her a deadpan look and begin walking away.
> She flies alongside you as you make your way back home. 
> The silence is comforting. 
> It makes you feel at peace with yourself.
> It lets you forget all about the awkwardness you had with Mrs. Cake back in the bakery. 
> “Sooooo… Anon”
> Well, so much for peaceful silence. 
> You look up at Rainbow Dash.
“Mmhmm?”
> “We’re really gonna do this huh?”
> You pause and turn your head to the mare.
> Her body is shaking slightly, and her nose is scrunched up tight.
> If you were any other “singular human entity” within Equestria, you would have said that she didn’t want to do this.
> But you are you, and that small spark of anticipation and hope within her swirling magenta eyes tells you otherwise.
> You crack a soft smile and nod. 
 “Yeah”
> “Cool, cool…”
> Playing it cool, that cheeky mare.
> … okay, what now?
> The two of you walk in an awkward silence.
> You focus on putting one foot after another as she tries to focus on keeping airborne.
> Your vast amount of experience avoiding the fairer sex and not having friends isn’t exactly paying off right now. 
> Gosh darnit!
> “So, when are we gonna…”
“Hmm… Tonight cool with you?”
> Well, you just blurted that one out. 
> “TONIGHT!”
> You take a step back at the cyan mare’s outburst. 
> Fuck that was loud.
> Your ears are ringing at the high volume shriek that had just raped your sensitive ears.  
> Rubbing your ears, you give the mare an annoyed scowl, to which she shrinks back and smiles apologetically. 
> “Uhhh, sorry Anon.”
> Sigh.
“…It’s cool, Dashie.”
> You shake your head once more to get rid of the ringing.
 “Yeah, tonight. I was thinking that since you’re free and I’m free we could do the things we are gonna do tonight.”
> Poetic.
> “B-B-But I have to get ready! I have to prepare myself, not to mention all the things we have to get. Oh Celestia, it’s going to be embarrassing getting everything. I wonder if Fluttershy has–“
> Rainbow Dash is flying around you in circles as she panics about the potential social catastrophe that she’ll be putting herself in from gathering up all of those “toys”. 
> No, matter how cute she looks doing that (and boy did she look cute) you had to stop her from freaking out. 
“Woah, calm down Dashie!”
> You grab onto her tail as she loops around in front of you. 
> “Eeep!”
> She lets out a small squeal as you pull her into your arms. 
> With the reflexes of someone who averages a C- in PE, you reach out and wraps your arms around the mare. 
> Can’t have her falling on the ground now can we? What if she hurts herself? No, no, no, you need her intact for later.
> Cradling Dashie, your hand moves to her head in an attempt to calm her down. 
> “A-A-A-Anon, w-w-what are you doing?!”
> You ignore her questioning and proceed to pet the small pony.
> Tiny squeaks and squeals escape the mini horse as you stroke her soft and colorful mane. 
> After a while the squeaks and squeals turn into moans and cooing.
> Wow! It actually worked. 
> Go figure that “petting” would calm her down.
> She’s just like the animals you handle at the petstore.
> “Mmm~ Anon, that feels nice…” she lets out a small yawn and snuggles into you as she says this.  
> You just keep on walking; softly petting Rainbow Dash like it’s the most normal thing in the world. 
> “…are they… no way… but he’s… hihihi…”
> The ambient noise has now become a mixture of hushed whispers and devious whispers.
> So it’s not the most normal thing in the world. Sue me.  
> Not like you really give a fuck.
> This is way too CUTE!
> Rainbow snuggles into your chest, cooing delicately as you stroke her cheek.
> You smile to yourself and you feel her face bury itself into your shirt.
> Plus, Dashie doesn’t really seem to care at the moment, or at all for that matter, so why should you?
> Wait…, aren’t you forgetting something?
> Hmmm…
> OH RIGHT!
“ Ahem, Dashie”
> The cyan Pegasus stirs in your arms, before sinking deeper into her makeshift “nest”.
> …
“Dashie!”
> She wiggles around once more before turning to face you.
> D’awww, it looks like she was just getting comfy. 
> “Nnn, yeah Anon?”
> She opens one eye and yawns while looking at you.
> HNNNNNNG!
> Fuck that was deadly.
> “Ahem, well yeah.” 
> You cough once again. You need time to get your head out of the clouds and to straighten out those crazy thoughts of yours, not to mention your heart was beating like CRAZY. 
> Seriously though, CYOOT!
“Yeah, uhh… About the pet stuff. I’ve got a whole bag of it at home; we can just pick and choose stuff from that, for now.”
“That sound okay with you?”
> You look down at snuggly pegasus. 
> The blush on her face has returned, though this time it’s much lighter, sweeter…
> … Happier?
> Freeing one hand from the impromptu embrace, you bring it up to her head and rustle her colourful mane.
> She lets out a tiny giggle and bats your hands away.
> Smiling, you look down at the mare and wait for her reply.
> “Hehehe, stop that! Okay, okay, alright, I give, Nonny. We can use your pet stuff – …”
“…”
> “…”
“…”
“Did you just –“
> The two of you lock eyes for a brief moment.
> The color drains from Rainbows face as she comes to realize what she had just said.
> Bolting from your arms, Rainbow Dash takes to the air.
> The action was so quick, you didn’t even have time to register that she had left. 
> Your arms still in a cradling position and your hand still stroking the space where Dash had been. 
> Her face is flushed a deep crimson, her ears are rigid and upright, and her wings are spread wide. 
> You’re surprised that she can still fly in that condition. 
> “NO! I DIDN’T!”  Squeaks the rainbow maned pegasus.
“But I heard –“
> “NO YOU DIDN’T!” 
> Mares and colts along the road stop and stare at the little scene going on between the two of you. 
> You hear some giggling and hollering from the sidelines, but you decide to block that out; Rainbow Dash looks like she’s about to kick you in the face, its better that you stay alert. 
“I’m pretty sure that I heard you call me –“
> Rainbow Dash tenses up and flares her wings.
> OH SHIT!
> You immediately go into a defensive position, in other words you cover up your beautiful face with your arms and pray to Celestia.
> Oh Mighty rump so bright, have mercy on the foolish soul.
> A sudden rush of wind pushes past you and then…
> Nothing.
> You peek through your arms and look up at the direction of the small gale.
> You spot Rainbow Dash flying away from you, her tail and rainbow mane fluttering along with the breeze.  
> She’s sporadically thrashing her wings in an effort to get away from you. 
> Truth be told, it’s an odd sight; her, panicking and flying around like a drunken honeybee.
> “Anon you IDIOT!” you hear her call out as she zips up and into the clouds.
> Damn, you got lucky. 
> Looking up, you thank your lucky stars that you got to live another day. 
> Death by cotton candy mare doesn’t sound all that impressive. 
> … wait a minute. 
> You feel like your forgetting something here…
> !
“DASH!”
“DASH! What time are you coming over?!”
> You doubt that she can still hear you; she’s probably already a couple miles away from here –
> Her rainbow mane pokes out from one of the many clouds floating around in the sky.
> Huh…
> So she wasn’t that far away after all. 
> “A-Around seven”
> Her head dives back into the cloud.
> You watch as the cloud slowly float across the sky.
“Okay! Seeya later DASHIE!”
> The cloud comes to a sudden and unnatural stop.
> You see, what appears to be her rainbow colored tail pop out before being pulled back in.
> A loud bang is heard as a blue missile shoots its way out of the once intact cloud. 
> And with that Rainbow Dash is finally gone… for REAL.
> …
> Seven huh?
> You can’t help but grin to yourself.
> That was… fun.
> Heh, really fun.
> You have absolutely no idea why though. 
> You were just hanging with Dash like you normally do. 
> Nothing really changed.
> Well, that’s not entirely true.
> A few things DID change.
> But that’s not really all that important right now.
> What IS important is the fact that you’ve got a date.
> Tonight. 
> It’s with your best bro, but whatever.
> This was going to be fun. 
> Tonight’s going to be one hell of a night.
> And you can’t wait!

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> 6:59 PM
> WHERE IS SHE!?
> DID SHE BACK OUT?
> DID YOU SCARE HER OFF?
> Be Anon.
> Correction.
> Be a panicking, nervous-wreck of an Anon. 
> Tonight is the night in which you are going to be doing kinky pet things with Rainbow Dash. 
> In other words, tonight you have a date with your bestest bud in the whole of Equestria. 
> Who gives a shit if it’s not an ACTUAL date, you were about to spend the evening doing things that you weren’t used to doing.
> And that made you nervous as hell.
> As nervous as Fluttershy before Nightmare night.
> … That was a lame analogy. 
> As nervous as a cyberkinetically enhanced supersoldier right before he has to battle a horde of rampaging steampunk nazi zombies but found out he doesn’t have enough ammo so he has to kill like a bunch of them bare-handed and shit.
> Yeah that’s better.
> And then he goes to his marefriend and messes up their kinky pet play time.
> …
> Well fuck you too brain. 
> You were pacing back and forth in front of your TV. 
> The set buzzes with some random program that you don’t really care about. 
> You think it’s a movie, but you don’t really know. 
> Something about giant steam powered diamond dogs taking over Canterlot, yadda yadda yadda boring plot. 
> Hmm… that’s probably where you got that random train of thought from. 
> Well, that’s not important right now.
> What IS important is the fact that she is LATE!
> Time check.
> 7:02 PM
> Where is she?
> … *knock knock*
> You hear a faint knocking at the door.
“Is that Dash?”
> Huh? 
> Weird – RD never knocks, like ever.
> You tentatively walk towards the door.
> Taking a deep breath to steel your nerves, you open the door. 
“Here goes nothing –“
> “H-Hey Anon…”
> Surely enough, it was Rainbow Dash. 
> She was standing outside your door, her cheeks already flushed red with embarrassment.
> And you could see why. 
> She was wearing her collar. 

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Side story thingy~

“OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH!!”
> Be a VERY embarrassed Rainbow Dash.
> You’ve just arrived at Anon’s house for your “date”.
> Eeeee!
> Your date!
> Your date with Anon!
> Eeeeeeee!
> You squirm around in front of his door nervously.
“Dash, calm yourself down. It’s only a-a-a ‘p-play’ date.”
“He’s just going to help you with your – kinks – yeah that’s all…” You whisper to yourself, your wings slowly stiffening as you do.
> Aw crap.
> Down girls! Down!
> You turn around in place, trying to force down your ‘excited’ wings.
> Tank hibernating, smelly feathers, Flash Sentry…
> You mutter to yourself to try and settle them down.
> Your wings fold themselves back.
“Better”
> Standing in front of his door you give yourself one last look over.
> Feathers cleaned and straightened?
> You nibble at one misplaced feather and smile.
“Check.”
> Mane flowing and awesome?
> With a swish of your head in a stylish yet awesome manner.
“Check.”
> Collar?
> You tug at your “new” collar.
> It sits snugly against upon your neck, gently hugging your flesh.
> Your face heats up just thinking about it.
“Ch-check.”
> Taking a deep breath you smile.
> Okay. It’s now or never, Dash.
“Ready.”
> You raise a hoof to the door and knock.
>… *knock knock*
> You sit there quietly, waiting for Anon to come out.
> The door creaks open and Anon pokes his head out.
“H-hey Anon…”
> His jaw drops.
> Heh, I still got it.

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> U-Unfffffff!
> The sight of Rainbow in her collar definitely got you going. 
> Your face was burning and you felt like your shirt collar was just a wee bit too tight. 
> “C-Can I come inside?” Dashie asks you in a hushed, reserved voice, something very unlike the mare. 
“U-Uhhh… Ahem – sure, make yourself at home.”
> You move to the side to let her pass through. 
> She takes a few hesitant steps past you before dashing through the door and onto the couch.
> You were still gawking at her and her “not so elegant” entrance, it’s not like you had a choice though; this was just all so… surreal. 
> You shake off your self induced stupor and close the door. 
> Turning around, you catch Rainbow Dash clumsily crawling up onto the couch.
> Why she didn’t just fly up, you have no idea. 
> It must have something to do with how rigid her wings look right now. 
> She must be nervous too.
> You take solace in this though and walk up over to the now seated Dash.
> Finding a spot right next to Dash, you flop down onto the couch.
> The moment you “sit” down she flinches, but soon enough she relaxes into your presence, she even begins leaning into you a bit. 
> Errr… yeah, that could have been a little more suave.
> Taking a moment out of your chaotic thoughts, you turn to Dash.
> She’s sitting there looking straight at the TV, a small smile riding upon her lips but all in all she looked nervous as you felt.
> No wait, not nervous. She looked like she was waiting for something.
> Actually scratch that, not “something”, she was waiting for you!
> …
> A cold shiver runs down your spine as the nervous panic you had but moments ago disappears, and is replaced with muted terror.
> OH MY CELESTIA! YOU HAD NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT TO DO!
> And so – you just sat there, like the awkward virgin you are.
> You would sneak a few peeks over towards Dashie.
> She’d be just sitting there, awkwardly fidgeting just like you.
> At least you weren’t the only one feeling out of place in this situation.
> Every once in a while you would catch her stealing glances at you.
> Quick little things that told you that she was excited and nervous and anxious.
> Soon after you lock eyes though the two the two of you would panic, stutter out something incomprehensible and immediately dart your eyes to whichever wall caught your fancies. 
> After the 7th time, you decide enough was enough. 
> You had to man up.
> You are the only human in Equestria, time to show these Ponies what a real mans balls look like!
> A deep, hearty breath makes its way into your lungs, steeling your resolve.
“LET’S DO THIS!”
> You stand up abruptly and yank off your pants to reveal your glorious “manly” package. Rainbow Dash gasps at the sheer wonder and majesty of it. Truly you are a man among – 
> Fucking dammit shit hell fuck shit ASS!
> Stupid random thoughts.
> Stupid brain. 
> Can’t you help me be – I don’t know – NORMAL for once.
> Lol, okay Anon.
> Thank you.
> Having completely embarrassed the fuck out of yourself mentally, you decide to actual make a move on Dash.
> Because, why not?
> As long as you don’t act on your thoughts everything should be fine. 
> Right?
> Plus you haven’t embarrassed yourself in the real world yet, and if the universe doesn’t get its daily dosage of Anon ‘fuck ups’ who knows what could happen?
> Spike as the new Alicorn princess of slavery?
> Ehh, I rather not.
“Uhhh, ahem”
> You fake cough to try and catch Rainbow Dash’s attention.
> It worked, seeing as she suddenly jerk her head to face you, her eyes meeting yours.
> Oh wow, those are some pretty eyes…
> FOCUS ANON!
 “U-U-Uhhm…”
> Come on Anon, you can do it!
“Dash, we start?”
> … Meh, that was good enough.
> RD’s muzzle scrunches up into a small smile.
> Her lips curve into something … sheepish?
> You only catch a glimpse of it before it disappears and is replaced with her signature “Aren’t I the greatest” Rainbow Dash grin.
> “Heh, I thought you would never ask, Anon!”
> Rainbow Dash hops off of the couch and sits before you.
> She tries to give off an air of confidence and command but you know how she really feels – it’s exactly the same with you – nervous.
> She stares straight at you, “eagerly” awaiting your command.
> Her soft, petite form is trembling slightly. 
> She’s trying, you can clearly see that. 
> The atmosphere around the two of you is heavy.
> You can taste the tension floating around in the air. 
> It’s slightly sweet with a slippery texture; not exactly what you’d expect it to be. 
> You try to shake off the wandering thoughts. 
> You need to focus on RD.
> Taking a deep breath in you steel your nerves. 
> You can do this Anon! Show this mare the best ‘fucking’ time that she’s ever –   
> “Uhh, Anon?”
> Oh shit! You took too long.
> You shake your head and break away from your thoughts. 
> Rainbow Dash has stopped her timid fidgeting and is now staring at you intently; apparently her curiosity has overcome her jittery nerves.
> “…”
> Oh fuck right!
“Heheh, s-sorry about that. It’s just that I’m still a bit – nervous…” You trail off.
> “Hihihi~”
> A poorly stifled giggle escapes Rainbow Dash.
> She gives you a gentle, flushed smile.
> “It’s okay, Anon. M-me too.” She says as she darts her eyes towards the floor.
> …
> Alright.
> I can do this now.
“Okay Dash, let’s start” You speak with loud determination.
> RD jumps a little at your sudden change in tone, but being Rainbow Dash (AKA the fastest Pegasus in all of Equestria), she quickly straightens herself out. 
> The two of you lock eyes and begin to snicker, then chuckle, then giggle.
> Soon the two of you are roaring heartily with laughter.
> The two of you laugh away all of your nerves, all of your insecurities. 
> You both get everything out of your system.
> “Ahahahaha haha haa~, okay okay. So Anon – “Rainbow Dash wheezes as she wipes away a tear “ – What do you want your ‘pet’ to do?”
> Dash whispers that last part out, her voice low and sultry, dripping with allure.
> O-oh my…
“Heh, actually – “You pause slightly to build up the tension “– I was hoping you would have some ideas?”
> Her lusty stare drops into a baffled guffaw.
“Kidding, kidding. I got this.” You exclaim as you puff out your ‘manly’ chest 
> “… hmmph” she huffs.
> You give her a cocky, mock-suave smile. 
> She smiles back.
> “Well I don’t really know – “Says Dash as she takes a step towards you “– I’m not supposed to be the Master here, now am I, Master~“She coos as she lays a hoof upon your thigh. 
> OHH FUCK~
> You try to suppress a surprised moan. 
> Fuck it. If you crash and burn then so be it, let it at least be a glorious wreckage. 
> You need this mare! You need her NOW!
“Dash, sit.”
> Dashie smiles at you and plants her seat on the ground.
> She’s wearing that cocky grin of hers, the one she always has on but for some reason this one is much more – exciting than the others. 
> Rainbow shifts from left to right, digging into the carpet with her rump.
> She no longer looks arrogant and cocksure; the look she’s giving you – 
> Her eyes, her smile, her body looks much MUCH more – hypnotizing.
> This… I like this. I want more of this.
“Dashie, lie down.”
> Rainbow Dash gives you a small wink and begins to slide down on her belly. 
> Slowly she pushes her hooves forward, slipping them out from under her. 
> A low moan escapes her as she arches her back, her stomach pushing itself up against the floor.
> …
> Has she always been this… sexy?
> “Yes, I am hot~”She says in an “I know what you’re thinking about” tone.
> Celestia be damned if she wasn’t right.
> Why has it taken you so long to realize this though?
> You gulp down the build up of saliva in your mouth and stare at the grinning mare.
> So far the one in control has been her and not you. 
> Fuck. 
> You like this, you really do, but if you’re going to be playing this game, you’re going to play to win. 
> Now, all you have to do is brainstorm a plan. 
> You try your best to think of a ‘plan of attack’ but your mind keeps on pulling you back toward the thought of a sensual Dashie.
> The way her eyes stared into yours as she slowly lowered herself.
> The way her tail lifts itself up from behind herself and lazily swishes back and forth. 
> The naughty smile she wore.
> The half-lidded look she gave.
> It was all too much for you. 
> There was no other way to put it: Rainbow Dash looked ‘delicious’ and you had to gobble that dish up. 
> You readjust yourself in your seat.
> You tug at your pants. 
> Things were getting awfully uncomfortable right now; the tightness of your pants wasn’t helping and neither was her stare. 
> That hungry, eager, sultry stare.
> She knew she had you, all she had to do was push the right – 
> “Master~”
> *GULP*
> Fuck.
> H-How do I win against that?
> There’s no fucking way I – 
> Suddenly an idea hits you.
> …That could work.
> Straightening out your posture, you call out to RD.
“Dashie?”
> “Mmm, yes?” she purrs.
> She flashed you a mischievous grin.
> Yeah yeah, that won’t last long you little she-devil, you! 
“I like that.”You say simply.
> Rainbow Dash cocks her head in confusion.
> “Huh?” she says curiously.
> Perfect.
“Dashie, call me Master.”
> She smirks.
> “Of course Mast – “
“No no – “You raise you r hand to stop her, “No Dash, I want you to say Masters name.”
> She tilts her head once more.
> “Master Anon?” she questions.
> You just shake your head.
“No. Master Nonny.” 
> Silence runs through the room.
> Rainbow Dashes eyes widen at your words.
> “Bu-bu-but Anon, that’s embarrass – “
> You cut her off again.
“Master Nonny.”
> She shrinks back, her face burning a fierce red.
> “M-Maaaster N-n-non – I CAN’T!” she yells. Her voice cracks as she buries her face in her forelegs.
“Aww, come on Dash.”
“I thought you wanted this?”
“Plus, I kind of liked it when you called me that before…” Your voice trails off as you say that last part.
> Looking to the side, you scratch at your cheek. 
> A small ‘eep’ escapes the quivering bundle of blue on the ground.
> One eye is pokes out from the defensive shell.
> “…Really?”
> You smile and nod.
“Yeah, really”
> “…”
> “Okay…”
> “N-N-no…” 
> She takes a deep breath in and then releases.
> Her mouth trembles and her face dyes itself red.
> “Nonny~” She whispers out.
> Rainbow Dash goes rigid with embarrassment as the words leave her lips. 
> You shake your head once again.
“Master Nonny” you repeat.
> “Nnn~ Master Nonny” moans the mare.
> You reach down and stroke her mane.
“Good girl~”
> “A-Anon, this is –“You cock an eyebrow at her “ –Nonny, this is kind of embarrassing“
> The mare shrinks back slightly.
> She says that she’s embarrassed, but that lusty, happy smile tells you otherwise. 
> She loves this. 
> And frankly, so do you. 
“Master Nonny”
> “…”
“It’s Master Nonny, Dash.”
> “…”
“Are you a bad mare?”
> “… N-No…”
“Good. So say it.”
> “M-Master N-N-Nonny”
“Good mare!”
“Again”
> “M-Master Nonny”
> Ahahah, OMG this is so fun!
> I love this – POWER!
“Again”
> “Master Nonny~”
“Again”
> “Master Nonny!~”
> “Master!~”
> “MASTER!”
> She moans and gasps out your name over and over again.
> Bending down, you pet Dashie once more and coo her name softly. 
“Mmm~ very good Dashie.”
> Your hand runs over her mane and then alongside her face. 
> You cup her cheek; it’s warm to the touch. 
> Rainbow Dash quietly chirps as you run your thumb against her cheek.
> You can’t help but think of how cute she is when you do this. 
> Smiling down at her softly, you peck the mare on her forehead
“Master loves it when his pet is obedient”
> “Thank you Master!” barks out RD happily.
> Her cheeks turn rosy as her eyes slowly become less focused and more absent. 
> It seems that she’s really getting into this. 
> You smile to yourself and scoot a little closer towards Dash.
> OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY!
“Daaash~”
> “Yes Master?”
“Roll over.”
> Rainbow Dash begins to roll over onto her back.
> Her soft stomach rises and falls in front of you. 
> Her hooves are curled back, held close to her body.
> Her eyes are locked onto yours; their gaze is one of longing. 
> She wants you right now, you can tell. 
> You unconsciously nod in response. 
> You want her too. You want her right NOW!
> There she lays, tail sitting between her legs, hiding the last part of herself. 
> You smile down at the vulnerable little Rainbow Dash.
> You could do anything to her right now, you could even – 
> Your hand slides down towards her exposed form, slowly and carefully. You wanted to savour her. 
> The moment your hand reaches her bare stomach, you hear her breath hitch. 
> A small gasp followed by a low moan.
> She was enjoying this. 
> And so were you. 
> Your hand moves across her stomach, tracing small circles in her fur.
> Your fingers dance across her chest and stomach as you reward your new pet.
> Loving moans poured from Rainbow's mouth.
> Her legs squeeze together, tensing up as she squirms under your touch. 
> https://derpibooru.org/1017214?scope=scpe1f9871ff6867a06602c0821c4be9d3f08b55a9cc 
> You don’t take much notice of anything aside from the slick, smooth sensation of her fur running between your fingers.
> It was soft and warm, like velvet.
> You can’t help but want to –
> Before you can stop yourself you are already moving lower.
> Your hand slowly inches its way towards her exposed belly, her hips rising along with your teasing touch. 
> Soft panting fills the room as you stroke the mare, her breath hitching every time you come close to her ‘naked’ self. 
> Your eyes shift downwards, down towards the mares winking ‘lips’.
> A taste, that’s all you want right now, just a simple taste, just enough for it to linger on the tongue, just enough for you to savour it. 
> Carefully, you move your head down, hovering just above her ‘wetness’.
> You lips press against her stomach, just above her marehood, close enough to call the situation ‘dangerous’.
> Lingering for but a moment, you take in all you can before pulling away.
> “Unnnnn~,” She whines.  
> The taste is raw, sweet – like rainwater from the mountains
> Dash let out short, needy gasps as she whined and squirmed under your touch
> The mare moans out as you drag your fingers down her stomach.
> Rainbow Dash was right, this pet thing is fucking fun!~
> “M-Master~” She chokes out, the air in her lungs barely enough for a complete sentence.
> Subdued, rapid panting followed her low growl.
> “Maaaaster~”
> Her forehooves were moving lower, down towards her bottom half, her legs buckling and shifting.
> “Mmm’s and Ahhh’s filled the room as the two of you continued to play together.
> You were having fun.
> She was having “fun”.
> Time to up the ante, Anon! 
> You pull back from the mare and cough into your fist.
“Ahem”
> You miss the feeling of Dashie on your fingers but you had a job to do – as her Master.
“Dashie” you call out.
> It takes her a few seconds to register her name.
> Her eyes slowly flutter open, murky and glazed.
> A soft moan slips out of her as she turns to face you.
“Dashie, did you like that?”
> “Mmhmm…” replies Dashy curtly.
> Not good. She’s still out of it.
> You have to fix this. 
“Dash?” you call out once more.
> “Yes Master?”
“Stand up.”
> She wobbles to her hooves.
> Her legs are like jelly from all of that ‘belly rub’.
> It takes her a few moments to steady herself, but when she does she looks at you with a dopy, proud smile.
> D’aww
> And unf!
> It takes a moment for you to remember what it was that you were going to do. 
> Your focus stuttered because of a certain sultry, silly pony.
“Dash, I want you to walk around the room.”
> The mare gives you a quizzical look – well, it looked more ditzy than quizzical.
> …
> Damn that sexy, goofy smile!
> You shake off those “naughty” thoughts of yours and answer Dashie – 
“Ahh, well I was thinking that I wanted to see my pet strut in front of her new master”
> Rainbow Dash’s dazed eyes light up at your words. 
> “O-Okay, Master!”
> Dash begins to walk around the living room; her pace was slow, but her stride was full of energy and vigour. 
> Every few seconds she would turn back just to make sure you were watching.
> Initially her gait was somewhat playful, but this changed the more she caught you “staring”.
> A sly, accomplished smile would grace her lips every time she caught you ogling her flank.
> And every time she would turn away, she would flick her tail up before continuing on her slow trot.
> It was quick. It was naughty. And it was intentional. 
> You were enthralled by the mare and her mischievous flaunting. 
> The way she swayed her hips, the way she bounced with each step, the way she took everything in and made it her own...
> Dash turned back towards you and gave you a wink. 
> …
> You have to admit, Rainbow Dash was HOT.
> Not just regular hot, the type of hot where you would totally bang – pony or not.
> The thought of that blue mare spread out over the sheets, marehood wet with anticipation, her dishevelled mane covering her face, smiling at you, expectantly. 
> “Anon~, let’s rut!”
>!
> You shake your head to dispel such dirty thoughts.
> You can’t do that, she’s your best friend.
> Well, she was your only REAL friend.
> And that friend of yours was currently walking around your living room exposing her entire self while giving you hungry bedroom eyes.
> …
> Down Anon Jr., down! 
> You never knew how sexual walking could be until now.
> Your heart thumps in your chest as you watch the mare trot around the room. 
> A cheeky, happy grin sitting on her flushed face.
> A soft snickering slipping out from her lips.
> A mischievous twinkle in her lidded, starved eyes.
> Her eyes…
> “Take me, Master~” They say.

“I-I-I-,” you stutter out.
> Your mouth has gone dry, as dry as the Sahara desert.
> Your brain has decided to take a little vacation, leaving you with a highlight reel of all of those lewd thoughts you’ve been having about Dash to keep you company. 
> You are lost in your own little world and you couldn’t find your way out.
> Luckily, there was a curious cyan pony by your feet, ready to save the day. 
> “Master? Master? Anon? You okay?” says a concerned and perplexed Rainbow Dash.
> She has her hooves on your legs and her muzzle pushed up against your chest.
> She’s studying you.
> Her face contorted into a look that is a mixture of worry, confusion and sadness.
> You snap out of your trance and look down at the mare.
> Her ears are pressed down against her head, sandwiching her multicolour mane.
> Her mouth slightly agape.
> You smile.
> This would have been a picturesque scene full of heart warming feels and happy mojo.
> If only it weren’t for the fact that the two of you had just engaged in R-18 lewdness but moments ago.
> You rustle her mane and give her a nod.
“Yeah Dash, I just,” you take in a deep breath and sigh “got a little overwhelmed”.
> A faint blush creeps up your cheeks as you say this.
> Rainbow Dash stares at you, studying you, try to tell whether what you’re saying is the truth or not. 
> You sigh once again.
> Good going Anon, nice mood kill.
> You smile at Dash.
> She breathes a sigh of relief and collapses onto your lap. 
> The TV buzzes in the background as you absent-mindedly stroke her hair.
> Usually she’d bat you away and kick your ass for doing that, but right now she doesn’t seem to care. 

> The rest of the evening plays out like something out of a dream.
> The two of you sit there, dash not moving from your lap (not that you wanted her to) and you gently stroking at her hair.
> You don’t know what exactly compelled you to touch her in such an intimate way; perhaps it was the high of what you two have just been through, perhaps it was because what the situation dictated, perhaps you just wanted to?
> You don’t really dwell on these thoughts for long, instead you opt to just stay and enjoy the moment.
> The moment doesn’t last long (well, long enough) and soon it is time for Dashie to head home.
> Huh? Dashie… Since when did that start becoming the go to name?
> ”Well Mas – “she stops herself and coughs “ A-Anon. It’s getting late and I have flight practice tomorrow and weather duty and a whole bunch of other things that only I can take care of.”
> She speaks a mile a minute, the faint blush on her cheeks and the uneasiness in her eyes makes her look like she had just committed an unspeakable crime.
> You give her your signature awkward smile.
> She smiles back with something much less awkward.
> “Good night Anon.”
“Good night Dash.” You say softly.
> Slowly she makes her way to your door, her wings limp and her legs still a bit wobbly from earlier tonight.
> Funny.
> She turns back once more just before heading out the door, a gentle smile sits on her face, something warm and full. 
> You chuckle and give her a small, overly zealous wave.
> She giggles at you and steps out the door.
> With a hushed click, the door shuts and the night comes to a close.
> You collapse back onto you wrinkly, old couch and yawn.
> One deep breath in. One deep breath out.
> You smile.
“Huh…” You say aloud, “she smells like berries…”

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