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[original author Tuner9 ]
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The Prompt
>One day, Spike has had enough of Rarity's shit.
>"Rarity, ur an ugly bitch."
>Rarity cries.
>You are Anon.
>You go to her.
"Rarity, you are so pretty."
>She sucks your fucking dick.

What I Have Done To The Prompt
>“D-do you mean that Anonymous? Do you truly find an ugly mare such as myself pretty?”
“I do, Rarity.”
>Her eyes water. Those three simple words carried as much weight as the load that had been lifted from her heart.
>“I… why I’m at a loss for words Anonymous…”
>Bringing a finger to her pouting lips, you gently shush the crying mare. Sure, she edged Spike on for far too long, kept him on the short leash as it were, but he of all… reptiles, you guess, should know just how sensitive she was.
>The fashionista had a tendency to overreact, sure, but that’s because she had such crippling self-esteem issues. To her, if everything wasn’t perfect, nobody would ever like her.
“It’s okay if one or two ponies don’t like you Rarity. Plus, I’m sure Spike will come around; he’s just a little peeved.”
>“But he was right Anonymous! I AM just a-an ugly… an u-ugly… AN UGLY BITCH!”
>Her trembling for collapses to the ground and she bursts into tears once more, unable to hold them back any longer.
>Yeah, she could be a bitch at times but she wasn't ugly. You were pretty sure Spike meant on the inside anyways.
>While you were lost in thought, you failed to notice the magic aura that encompassed your belt, rapidly unbuckling it and flinging the glorified strap across the room. The sound of the belt colliding with the wall snapped you out of your daze, just in time to observe Rarity undoing your pants button, followed by the zipper.
>Conflicting thoughts and emotions flash through your head.
>On one hand, succ.
>On the other, pity sex wasn’t really your thing.
>Was this pity sex? Or would it be something else, like-
>”Mmngf...”
>Okay. Your dick’s in her mouth.
>Glancing down, you see Rarity suckling at your head, teasing the tip inside her mouth with her tongue, swirling it around your glans. Before you can get a word in edgewise, you find your body being flung against her red sofa, Rarity throwing herself atop you after.
>Once more, her mouth quickly encloses around your dick.
>Her lips are like two wet marshmallows, encasing your length in their amazingly soft and dexterous grasp.
>She slides down your shaft before withdrawing, making sure to apply a generous amount of suction as she does. Her lips contour to the shape of your dick as she continues to suck, her eyes never leaving your own.
>Well this was not how you expected this day to go. You just came here to see if Rarity was okay after you saw Spike storming away from the Boutique.
>Her head slams down against your pelvis before she rises again, sucking at your tip before repeating the process. The warmth chasm that is her maw quickly brings you close to the edge.
>“Hrk.. Glurk…”
>Bringing a hand behind her head, you shove her head down your entire length, just as you blow your load. Her eyes go wide but she doesn’t protest, instead choosing to work on ignoring her gag reflex.
>“Mmmph…”
>She dutifully swallows your seed as it splatters the back of her throat. Retracting her head, a string of saliva connects your now glistening penis with her mouth
> “Hah.. was it good for you Anonymous?”
“I suppose it was Rarity. I definitely wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime.”
>“I certainly wouldn’t mind either, darling. Perhaps even later today!” she says while batting her eyelashes at you.
>“Before we do that however, I do need some help collecting a few gems…. I don’t suppose you’d be a dear and fetch them for me?”
>Goddamnit.