Jell-O Wrestling

by DullDragon2070

Alternate to Dance Magic. Sunset Shimmer competes with her crush, Adagio Dazzle, in a Jell-O wrestling match. Mature content. All characters are 18 years old.

2. The Match

Author's Note: I'm not sure if this will be too mature or not for this site, but I figured I'd give it a shot. If it gets taken down, you can check it out on my AO3 or my FIMFiction sites, under the same profile name.

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Chapter 2: The Match

With the Rainbooms and Dazzlings all in agreement, Pinkie's plan went into motion. The wrestling match would take the day after tomorrow, which would be Saturday. The event would be held in the gymnasium at Canterlot High. Most of the girls, minus the sirens, believed that there was no way that Principle Celestia or Vice-Principal Luna would allow such a thing. So, imagine their shock when Pinkie produced stapled forms, with both ladies' signatures on the documents, permitting the girls to hold the event in the designated location. When they asked her how she was able to convince them, Pinkie simply replied, "Sorry, that's just between me and the leading ladies."

The other documents attached included rules set up by Vice-Principal Luna that the girls had to follow. The first one, of course, was that both competitors must be eighteen or older; Adagio and Sunset already had that covered. Another was that both women were barred from using heavy impact attacks, such as punches and kicks, and nothing that would leave marks on their bodies, like scratching. This was to keep both women from purposefully hurting each other; more specifically, it was to ensure that the Dazzlings were kept in check. Lastly, there was also a waver that both ladies signed, signifying that they were doing this of their own accord.

The next day, the girls focused on getting the word out about the event. Surprisingly, it was the Dazzlings that took care of that. Sonata was actually pretty good with web designs; she put together a webpage for the match. It had a picture of a large pool of green Jell-O, and on either side, were snapshots of Sunset and Adagio looking aggressively in each other's direction, and between them was a gold versus symbol. The words "Jell-O Wrestling" were stamped across the top, in mixed, light and dark green colors.

With the design finished, Aria took over. She setup an online pay system for a digital ticket purchase; two hundred tickets in total, fifty dollars apiece. Only people eighteen and older would be allowed to buy tickets. She then spammed the page to multiple places across the web, including places the girls used, like MyStable, Chitter and Photogab.

Finally, Saturday arrived. The gymnasium was abuzz with activity. Applejack waved the spectators through the side entrance, where Aria and Twilight were seated at a check-in table; they inspected the IDs of the ticket purchasers as they filed in, ensuring they were of legal age. Rarity and Rainbow helped guide them to the designated bleachers stationed to the side and across from the stage. On the court in front of the bleachers, atop a couple layers of tumbling mats, was a large, blue, square-shaped inflatable pool, where Pinkie and Sonata were filling it with large quantities of lime-green Jell-O mix and water.

Meanwhile, Sunset was on the stage, discreetly peeking from behind the curtain, watching things unfold. She was shivering with trepidation. She might have agreed to this, but that didn't mean she wasn't nervous about it. A part of her had actually been hoping that this plan would fail, that very few, if any, people would actually come out to this event, thus they could call it off. But, watching as the bleachers were filling up, Sunset knew that the Pinkie's idea had succeeded and there was no backing out now.

Another shiver ran through her, though this was due to the gym's cool temperature. That was expected, considering Sunset was currently clad in nothing but a skimpy, dark turquoise bikini, one of which the top was practically straining to hold in her above average bosom.

"How are holding up, darling?"

Sunset looked behind her, where Fluttershy, Spike and Rarity, who had finished her task moments ago, were approaching, probably to offer her last-minute support. "About as well as can be expected," she replied honestly.

"Oh, I wish Pinkie would've allowed me to make the swimsuits," Rarity lamented, looking at the small bikini Sunset had on, trying not to linger on her friend's chest. "I fear that top won't hold when you start wrestling."

"I think that's more or less the point, Rarity," Sunset surmised dourly.

Fluttershy peeked through the curtain. "Oh, my," she murmured. "That's a lot of people out there."

"Yep, and a few of them are people we know," Sunset replied as she scanned the crowd. Quite a few of the spectators were their fellow students, made of both guys and girls, including—much to her embarrassment—those they were familiar with, like Flash Sentry and Trixie. There were other familiar faces amongst them, and she blinked when she came across one in particular. "Isn't that Indigo Zap?"

"Indeed," Rarity answered. The Crystal Prep athlete was sitting in the front row, waiting in excited anticipation for the match to start. What caught the girls' eyes about her was the cast on her left leg and the crutches lying at her feet.

"Oh, my goodness," Fluttershy softly gasped in concern. "What happened to her?"

"Jeez, Rarity," Sunset said, looking at the designer with a raised eyebrow. "I knew you were upset about the Crystal Prep girls stealing your idea, but to go to such an extreme…"

Rarity gasped, looking appalled. "Sunset! How could you think I would do such a thing? Such a show of violence is beneath a lady of my stature!"

"Relax, Rarity, I'm kidding," Sunset chuckled, smirking at her friend's reaction.

Rarity crossed her arms with a huff as the others giggled, a light blush on her face. Once everyone quieted down, she spoke up. "When I asked her about the cast, she told me she broke it during a rather competitive soccer game. She said it would be at least a couple of weeks before the cast would come off."

Meanwhile, Spike moved closer to get a better look through the curtains. "So let me get this straight," he said, looking up at Sunset. "All of these people are giving you money so they can watch you and that big-haired lady roll around in that Jell-O?"

"Pretty much," she confirmed.

"Man, you're lucky," Spike grumbled. "Twilight always gripes when I play in the mud. Maybe I should get people to give her money for that."

The girls giggled at the pup's comment before they were all startled by Pinkie sticking her head in through the curtain. "Okay, girls, we'll be starting in a few minutes," she cheerfully informed them, before ducking back out.

Sunset gave a resigned sigh, shaking out her limbs a bit while trying to keep her breathing steady. "Well, I guess this is it."

"Oh, Sunset," Rarity said, nervously wringing her hands. "Again, I'm so so-"

"Rarity," her friend interrupted, "you already apologized, several times. I accepted, even though there really wasn't anything to apologize for, and if you say, 'I'm sorry' one more time, I'm going to throw you into that Jell-O pool from this stage."

The dress designer instantly clamped her mouth shut. Fluttershy, meanwhile, scooped up Spike into her arms and made to exit through the curtain, before turning back to give her friend a supportive smile. "Good luck, Sunset."

Sunset nodded in thanks, and Fluttershy took her leave. Rarity made to follow but paused. After a moment, she placed a comforting hand on Sunset shoulders. "We'll be right there in your corner, darling, cheering you on as you show that hussy what you're made of."

The unicorn-turned-human smiled at the encouragement, placing her hand over Rarity's and giving it a light squeeze. "Thanks, Rares. I'll do my best."

Rarity nodded and then exited through the curtain, leaving Sunset alone on stage.

"Too bad your best won't be enough."

Sunset frowned at the taunting voice, realizing she was no longer alone. Hearing dainty footsteps coming her way, she turned to give Adagio a snarky reply, but her words failed her when she saw the siren. She had always imagined what Adagio's body looked like underneath her clothing, but her fantasies did not do the woman justice. Adagio wore a dark purple bikini, which showed off an impressive amount of tantalizing flesh. Sunset noticed, with a small hint of pride, that Adagio's breasts were indeed a bit smaller than her own, but no less amazing. Her hips were wide and voluptuous, and her legs were long and smooth. Sunset vaguely realized that the woman wasn't wearing her spiked hairband, letting her hair cascade further down her back, just stopping right above her ass.

Sunset just stood there, her face flushed and her jaw hanging open as she watched the yellow-skinned Goddess sashay towards her.

"Like what you see, Shimmer?" Adagio teased, snapping Sunset out of her stupor. She chuckled as the flustered girl looked away. "Oh, don't be like that, you're hardly the only one whose reacted that way when laying eyes upon me."

Sunset didn't say anything, not trusting her voice at the moment. She then noticed that Adagio was slowly circling her, like a hungry shark. Not wanting show fear, she willed herself to stay still, allowing the predatory woman to walk all the way around her; all the while, her amethyst eyes roamed over every inch of Sunset's body. After a full rotation, Adagio stopped right in front of her, and Sunset noticed that the siren had a light blush dusting her own cheeks.

"I must say, you certainly are a quite a looker yourself," Adagio complimented, surprising Sunset a bit. Her eyes then lowered to her eyes to the girl's chest, giving an appreciative hum, which sent a warm feeling down into Sunset's stomach. "It seems Pinkie wasn't exaggerating about your size, I'm almost jealous." She reached out and gently pinched the left shoulder strap of Sunset's top between her thumb and index finger. She then pulled up on it, lifting the girl's massive mammary a few inches from its normal position and preceded to bounce it like it was a yo-yo balloon. "I'm really surprised that this top is holding together," Adagio giggled, smirking at her flustered opponent. "It sure would be a shame if it popped off before I can rip it off of you myself."

Feeling a mixture of embarrassment, anger and arousal, Sunset decided she was done staying still. She reached up and grabbed Adagio's hand in hers and pulled it away. The sudden move caught the orange-haired woman by surprise, and she reflexively let go of the strap, letting Sunset's breast fall back to rest with a small bounce.

"Like I said, Adagio," Sunset coolly said, glaring at the woman. "It's not going to be that easy. If you want to humiliate me, I'm going to make you work for it."

Adagio said nothing, looking a little shocked by Sunset's aggressive display. A moment later, she regained her composure and smirked confidently. "Good to hear, Shimmer. I like it when my prey puts up a fight. Makes the eventual victory all the more satisfying."

The two Equestrians stared each other down for a few minutes, no words spoken. Adagio then raised an amused eyebrow, confusing Sunset, before looking down. Following her line of vision, Sunset saw that she was still holding Adagio's hand in hers, albeit with a gentler grip than when she first grabbed it. 'Damn, her skin is so soft,' Sunset thought, before coming to her senses and letting go of the hand, a fresh blush spreading across her cheeks. Fortunately, she was spared further embarrassment when she heard Pinkie's voice coming from the gym's speaker system.

"Hello, everyone! Welcome to Jell-O-Mania: Clash of the Alphas!"

The crowd replied with uproarious cheer that echoed throughout the gymnasium. Sunset's nerves returned, realizing the moment had arrived.

"See you out there, Shimmer," Adagio said, smiling devilishly as she as she bumped her sizeable hip into Sunset's, causing the girl to stumble a bit, before moving off to the side. "Let's give them a good show."

After regaining her balance, Sunset turned with a growl to glare at the retreating Dazzling, only for her eyes to fall upon those sashaying hips and that glorious ass. The former unicorn's mouth went dry as she watched those delicious cheeks bounce with each step. It was with great reluctance that Sunset was able to tear her eyes away from the mesmerizing sight. "Stupid, sexy siren," she grumbled quietly.

In the gym, Pinkie faced the spectators, standing barefoot in the middle of the pool of gelatin, holding a microphone and wearing a referee shirt that revealed her midriff and black thigh-length shorts. "Before we start, I wanna give all of you a big shout-out! Thanks to your monetary contributions to this sold-out event, we now have what we need to finish repairs to Camp Everfree!" The announcement was met with thunderous applause from all in attendance. "I speak for all of us when I say we couldn't have done it without you guys! Thanks a ton!" After another round of clapping, Pinkie smirked. "Now, what say we get to the reason why you're here?!" The crowd answered with booming cheer of agreement.

"Today, ladies and gentlemen, we have a tantalizing battle between two vicious and voluptuous vixens! A showdown to see who will come out on top as the more dominant woman. So, without further ado, let's meet our luscious ladies! First up, wearing the dark turquoise bikini, she's the fiery haired redhead with a temper to match. Give it up, for SUNSET SHIMMER!"

As the crowd started cheering, Sunset took a deep breath, and, not wanting to drag things out, walked forward, pushing the curtains apart to exit onto the open stage. The second she stepped into view, the audience grew louder and more enthusiastic. The redhead smiled nervously and waved, her face growing hot from all the eyes locked on her. While she was no stranger to being the center attention, having practically demanded it over the last few years before her change of heart, she had never felt so exposed before. Sure, she dressed in ways to show off her figure, but never something so revealing as her current wardrobe. After a few minutes, Sunset moved to the end of the stage to descend the stairs. With each step down, her massive breasts bounced in time with her footfalls, earning a mix of wolf whistles and cat calls from the onlookers. The already flustered woman felt the blush spread further, snaking down her neck, to her hefty chest.

'This is why I wear a bra,' Sunset inwardly groused as she left the steps and made her way across the gym floor towards her soon-to-be battlefield. She walked briskly, ignoring her bouncing bosom and trying hard to ignore the fact that, in her periphery, she saw quite a few of the people in the bleachers pull out their phones and aim them at her. Smothering a groan, Sunset finally reached the pool, and, after a moment's hesitation, stepped into the Jell-O. She jolted as a shiver went through her, the green substance a little cooler than room temp, and the texture was mostly liquid, with just enough viscosity to loosely cling to her feet with each step as she made her way over to Pinkie's side.

"Talk about a knockout, huh, folks?" Pinkie commented to the crowd, before covering her mic and leaning over to whisper to the redhead. "They're loving you, Sunset. Nice touch with the booby bounce!"

"Not really something I can control, Pinkie," Sunset deadpanned, crossing her arms under her breasts. She glanced to the side, where her friends, and the Dazzlings, were standing a couple meters from the edge of the pool, separate from the crowds. The Rainbooms gave her looks of encouragement, along with a couple of thumbs up. She smiled as she nodded to them.

"And now," Pinkie started again, speaking to the audience, "her opponent! Wearing the purple bikini, give it up for the sultry, sensual siren: ADAGIO DAZZLE!"

While the crowd roared, Sunset watched as curtains were pushed open, revealing the literal siren stepping onto the stage. Whereas Sunset had been nervous, Adagio was just oozing confidence, clearly in her element. She would turn this way and that, posing with a hand on her hip and the other behind her head, giving the audience a lusty stare and smiling, showing her pearly white teeth. As she then made her way down the stairs and sashayed towards to the pool, her movements were smooth and natural. While the C.H.S students seemed more reluctant with their applause, most of the crowd were enthusiastically cheering for her. Unlike Sunset, the Adagio moved at a more leisurely pace, clearly enjoying the attention. She even stopped now and again, waving and posing for the people with video phones.

By this point, Sunset was pretty anxious. On one hand, she wished Adagio would stop drawing this out so they could get this over with, but on the other, she was glad to delay the inevitable tussle with her crush. Plus, she was enjoying watching the woman flaunt what she definitely got.

"Nervouscited, Sunny?"

Sunset snapped out of her trance, looking to Pinkie, who was wagging her eyebrows suggestively; the redhead just rolled her eyes.

"Nervous, sure," Sunset replied. "Excited, not so much."

"Your nips seem to disagree~."

Sunset looked down at the breasts in alarm; sure enough, her nipples had stiffened enough to make visible lumps on her bikini top. She barely resisted the urge to cover her chest as she blushed furiously. "That's because it's cold in here!" she hissed.

Finally, Adagio reached the pool and, with no hesitation, stepped into the green gelatin and walked towards the duo. She stopped a few feet from Sunset, placing her hands on her hips and giving the red and gold haired woman a superior smirk. Barely swallowing back her anxiety, Sunset squared her shoulders and glared back defiantly.

"She is beautiful, isn't she?" Pinkie asked, indicating Adagio, earning a round of cheers in agreement. When they settled, the bubbly referee turned her attention to the two combatants with a serious expression (or as serious as Pinkie could manage) and spoke, "All right, ladies, you've been told the rules, but I'm gonna repeat them, just to be safe. No punching, kicking, knees or elbows. No headbutting, scratching, eye gouging or biting. Slaps to the face are a big no-no, choking and spitting aren't allowed. You're can stand on your feet, but no body slamming. Keep the hairpulling to a minimum, and if I tell you to break a hold, you better do so. This will be a single round match; it ends with one of you saying 'uncle' or being unable to continue. Any questions?" Neither competitor answered, their intense focus only on each other. "Okie-dokie-lokie! Now, shake hands, and let's have a good, clean match!"

Sunset held out her hand, which Adagio took; the siren then tightened her grip, causing her opponent to wince a little. Not backing down, Sunset squeezed back with equal intensity, making Adagio wince as well. "May the best woman win," she said.

"Oh, I plan to," Adagio replied smugly. With that, both ladies released their death grip on the other's hand before backing away several paces, putting space between them.

"All right, ladies, get ready…" Pinkie started, prompting Sunset and Adagio to lightly squat down into ready positions, legs spread slightly, hands raised and ready. Seeing this, their pink referee raised her hand over her head. A minute later, she brought it down in a quick, chopping motion. "AND WRESTLE!"

Immediately, the crowd went into an uproar, rooting for both women. Sunset paid them no mind, her attention on solely on the smug siren. Without preamble, she let out a small war cry and charged forward with her arms spread wide. Adagio's eyes widened in surprise for second, but almost immediately reverted back to smug superiority. When Sunset was close enough to throw her arms around her, Adagio moved with fluid grace, twisting her body around, while simultaneously wrapping an arm around her opponent's back. The snarling visage on Sunset's face morphed into shock and horrified realization.

She only had time to think, 'Oh, shit', as she was pulled into a hip throw. She flipped, landing unceremoniously into the green Jell-O back first. A loud wheeze escaped her lips as the air quickly vacated her lungs upon impact.

She lied there, dazed and breathless. As she stared up at the gym's ceiling, a blurry silhouette entered the top of her vision. She blearily blinked her eyes, and within seconds, her sights cleared to show Adagio standing above her, hands on her hips and looking over her breasts down at her with a predatorial smile. Any other time, Sunset would have found the sight thrilling, but right now, it terrified her. That feeling of terror grew when the puffy-haired woman bent down, moved her hands to grasp the back of Sunset head and started pulling her up. In her current state, Sunset had little choice but to groggily push herself up to follow along, lest the pressure on her head became unbearable. Getting to her feet, she then felt Adagio twisting her around, forcing her to turn and face her lovely tormentor.

Sunset looked into those amethyst eyes but didn't have time to get lost in them as Adagio briefly let go of her head and spun 180 degrees around, readjusted her hands over her shoulder and reclasped them on the back of Sunset's head. The poor woman barely had time to take a breath before her crush crouched down and pulled her into a modified over-the-shoulder throw. For the second time, within the same minute, Sunset's world flipped upside down before she splashed into the gelatin. Having braced for it, it didn't take as long for Sunset to get her bearings. With a groan, she rolled over onto her stomach and looked up, but Adagio was not there.

Before she could begin to look for her, her rival's location was revealed by a sizeable weight roughly sitting down onto the small of her back. She grunted, the impact jolting her. She went to look over her shoulder but stopped when a pair of slender hands came from behind and clasped around her chin. "Aaagh!" she cried out as her head was pulled back, her back instantly wracked with pain. She tried to push up with her arms to alleviate the tension, but her opponent simply pulled her head further back, making her cry out again.

"Oooh!" Pinkie winced, coming around to get a better view. "After a couple of jarring throws, Adagio has now trapped Sunset in a camel clutch! Looking at her face, it's clear that she's in agony!" The crowd responded with a combination of cheers and jeers. This was all lost-on Sunset as she was more focused on her excruciating predicament. Pinkie looked at Sunset and spoked into her mic, "You want to give up, Sunset? I mean, the match just started, and calling it quits would be disappointing for the people watching. Disappointing enough for them to demand a refund, but, hey, the choice is yours."

With things as they were, Sunset almost considered giving up, just to end the torture. However, Pinkie's words made her rethink. Quitting was an option, but it wasn't necessarily the best one. This match had to go longer for the crowd to be satisfied, so, Sunset decided to grit her teeth and endure.

Besides, that prideful side of her wouldn't let her throw in the towel so easily.

Thankfully, Adagio abruptly released her chin, letting her face-plant into the cool, somewhat cushioning, gelatin. The sultry Dazzling then stood up, removing all pressure from the redhead's back. Sunset lifted her head with a groan, spitting out the lime-flavor dessert. "Bleh." She was more of a cherry-flavored girl. She pushed herself onto her hands and knees, and that was as far as she got before her brief respite came to an abrupt end. Suddenly, there was a presence beside her. She had a pretty good idea who but didn't get to look to confirm it as an arm wrapped around her neck and pulled her into tight embrace. "Ugh, come on," she groused, her arms instinctively wrapping around the body she was pressed to. She glared up at Adagio, who smirked back down at her. She was on her knees, holding Sunset in a headlock, her hands clasped to maintain the hold and apply pressure at her leisure. Sunset suddenly became aware that her cheek was pressed up against the siren's soft head-sized boob. Her face flushed in a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, but couldn't enjoy it as Adagio flexed her arm, squeezing Sunset's head, eliciting a grunt of pain from her lips before the pressure lessened.

"I must say, I'm a little disappointed, Sunset," Adagio casually said, again squeezing tight, earning another yelp of pain, before easing up. "I thought you said you were going to make me work for my victory, but I've barely broken a sweat." She raised a taunting eyebrow. "You do know that you came here to wrestle, right? After all, it is called Jell-O wrestling, emphasis on the wrestling."

Sunset growled, gnashing her teeth in frustration. She had just about enough of being rag dolled. While Pinkie said to have a clean fight, Sunset realized that she would need to play a little dirty to turn the tables. "Yeah," she snapped back, slowly removing an arm and reaching her hand into the gelatin, "And emphasis on the Jell-O!" Quickly pulling her hand up and tossed a large glob of the green treat right into her cocky opponent's face.

"GAH!" Adagio screamed in shock, immediately reaching her hand up to wipe away the offending gunk. In doing so, she inadvertently loosened the headlock. Capitalizing on this, Sunset pulled back, freeing her head from Adagio's hold. Now crouched behind her foe, the unicorn-turned-human launched forward and tackled her, knocking the siren down into the Jell-O. From her perched position, Sunset grabbed Adagio's shoulders and pulled up. Adagio gasped for air, before her attacker pushed her back down into the gelatin. She repeated this action a few more times before releasing the woman's shoulders, letting her collapse again. While she was dazed, Sunset quickly stood and spun around, moving to grab Adagio's ankles and lifting her legs. Wrapping an arm around each one, Sunset then squatted into a semi-seated stance, leaning back while pulling on the long limbs. This had the desired effect, the yellow-skinned woman under her screaming in pain, bringing a satisfied smile onto Sunset's face.

"WHOA!" Pinkie exclaimed excitedly. "What a turnaround, folks! Using a sneaky snack attack, Sunset freed herself from Adagio's clutches and pulled her into a Boston crab!"

Having the upper hand for the time being, Sunset allowed herself to bask a bit in the praise of the exuberant audience. She felt Adagio squirming under her and responded by squatting lower, stretching the already taut legs in her grasp even further and earning another agonized screech from below. Pinkie moved around to where Adagio's head was and crouched down to put herself closer to the poor woman's level. "You're really in world of hurt right now, Dazzle," she casually pointed out. "You looking to call it quits?"

At first, the response came out as angered growls, but then Adagio finally hissed her answer. "No!"

"Works for me," Sunset said cheerfully. She dipped even lower, making Adagio let out a keening whine. Her descent suddenly stopped; her butt now seated upon her opponent's voluminous rump. Sunset was surprised how far she had stretched the siren. 'Damn! Just how flexible is she?' She couldn't help but imagining the use of such pliability in the bedroom, a lusty smile playing across her hips.

Suddenly, she was jostled out of her thoughts by shifting from below. She craned her neck to look over her shoulder and saw Adagio plant her hands firmly on the floor. Then with a grunt, the woman performed a pushup, amazingly lifting her upper body off the ground. Sunset couldn't help but gape at the strong display. A moment later, she felt the muscles in the legs wrapped in her arms grow taut before she felt herself being pulled forward. Jolted out of her stupor, Sunset squeezed her arms tighter and pulled back, straining to maintain her position. It was a brief tug-of-war, Sunset trying to keep the hold, Adagio trying to break it. For a little while, they seemed to be at a stalemate. Finally, with a roar erupting from her throat, Adagio straightened her legs. Sunset cried out in surprise as she was flung from her perch, catching a little air, and then she roughly landed, sliding through the Jell-O a couple of meters before coming to a stop.

"Yowza-Wowza!" Pinkie gasped. "Adagio just catapulted Sunset to nearly the other side of the pool! Those are some super strong legs she's slinging!"

While the crowd went into a frenzy, Sunset slowly pushed herself up, shaking her head to clear the figurative cobwebs and literal gelatin. She pulled herself to her feet, turning to look at her opponent. Adagio was also standing, bent down to gingerly rub her legs, a pained grimace on her face. She rose a few moments later and turned to Sunset with a heated glare and snarl. Sunset couldn't help but gulp a little, the visage her crush was sporting was very similar to that of her siren form's snarling maw during the Battle of the Bands. A moment later, that growling grimace gave way to a savage grin, excitement dancing in those amethyst eyes.

"That's the spirit, Shimmer," Adagio whispered huskily, though loud enough for Sunset to hear. She was trembling, but not in fear, but apparent eagerness. "Looks like you might actually give me a challenge after all. It'll make my triumph over you all the sweeter."

Instead of taking offense to that statement, Sunset found herself quickly filling up with mutual feelings of excitement. She gave her own fierce grin as she readied herself for the next engagement. "Don't bet on it, Adagio."

"Oooooh!" Pinkie squealed, looking back and forth between both women. "Looks like the fires in their bellies have really ignited now. Ladies and gentlemen, I think we're in for one doozy of a battle!"

As the audience erupted into cheers, both vixens moved simultaneously, quickly closing the distance between each other. Their bodies collided, their large breasts flattening from the impact, and they wasted no time throwing their arms around each other and started to grapple on their feet. The two thrashed about, each trying throw the other off balance, all the while glaring, growling and hissing at each other like wildcats. It wasn't clear who lost her footing first, but the next thing everyone knew, they landed back in the pool with a gelatinous splash, still clenched tightly to each other. Instead of being winded, the two Equestrians were still going at it, rolling all around the floor, each trying to gain the top position over the other. All the while, Pinkie was providing the excited commentary, and nearby, the Rainbooms and Dazzlings were rooting for their respective fighters.

Finally, the stalemate was broken with Sunset pushing Adagio away. They quickly got to their hands and knees, twisting around to face each other. Both were a mess; their hair drenched and hanging limply, splotches of Jell-O clinging to their bodies. They were panting after their tussle, glaring each other down. They slowly crawled in a loose circle, never breaking eye contact, looking like a couple of ferocious tigresses, waiting for the right moment to pounce.

Sunset was the one to break the circle, crawling quickly towards Adagio with the intent to tackle her. However, the attempt was cut short by the siren taking a page from Sunset's book, scooping up a handful of Jell-O and throwing it, scoring a direct hit on the woman's face.

"Shit!" Sunset cursed, stopping in her tracks. She sat on her knees as she tried to wipe away the mess. That brief pause was her downfall, as she felt Adagio grab her by the top of her head and pull her forward. Next thing she knew, she was forced into a snug spot that enveloped her head. Before she could wonder what was happening, an intense pressure assaulted her, making her groan in pain. She brought her hands up to try and pry whatever was squeezing her and she came into contact with goop covered skin. Forcing her eyes open, she was staring down the length of two long, pale yellow legs on either side of her head. She immediately surmised that Adagio had her in a standing headscissor hold.

'This is not how I pictured my first time between Adagio's legs going,' Sunset thought, her face going red from the combination of the erotic idea itself and the pressure on her dome. Another painful squeeze from those juicy thighs snapped her out of her ruminating. She clasped her hands onto the limbs to try and pull them apart, but she was foiled when Adagio grabbed both her wrists with her own hands and pulled them outward, keeping them separated. Then, as if to punish Sunset for the attempt, the siren put more pressure into her hold, causing the trapped redhead to groan again in agony. All she could do was pitifully slap her feet against the floor of the pool.

This continued for a few minutes, though for Sunset, it felt like hours, before Adagio let go of her hands and opened her legs wide enough for her victim to fall into the Jell-O. Sunset slowly lifted herself up to her elbows and cradled her aching head in her hands. She felt a foot push down on her back, slowly forcing to lie flat on the floor. She twisted her head around to see the ever-smug Adagio standing there, keeping Sunset pinned with her foot while she took the time pose with a hand on her hip and the other arm curled, flexing her bicep. And the crowd was eating it up, even some of those who had been initially cheering for Sunset were applauding the display with approval.

"Turncoats," Sunset hissed quietly. Just then, she noticed motion in her peripheral vision, and she looked back up to see Adagio, beckoning Pinkie closer. The party girl practically skipped over to her, and once she was in close enough, the Dazzling calmly reached out and took hold of her wrist, pulling the hand with the microphone close to her lips; Pinkie didn't seem to mind one bit.

"Judging from your enthusiasm," she casually addressed the audience, "I can assume you're enjoying the show." The spectators responded with positive cheers of agreement. The smile on Adagio's lips twisted into a devilish smirk, which gave Sunset a sense of foreboding. "Then I know you're going to love this." With that, she let go of Pinkie's wrist, turned her attention Sunset and bent down.

Sunset couldn't crane her neck enough to see what exactly the siren was doing, but when she felt strong fingers on her back fiddling with something and the audience's cheers grew louder, her eyes widened in horror. "No," she whispered as she felt the strings of the bikini loosen before Adagio started to pull the material off of her. "No!" she gasped, desperately clasped at the top to keep it in place, but it was too late as Adagio gave a sharp tug, pulling the garment free and holding it up like a trophy to the roaring crowd. An uncharacteristic squeak escaped Sunset's lips as she quickly flattened herself to the floor, trying to keep herself covered. However, her opponent clearly had the opposite in mind. Watching from the corner of her eye, the humanized unicorn saw Adagio toss her top away. She felt the foot on her back lift off; she attempted to crawl away, but the siren was already upon her, her hands slipping under Sunset's armpits and wrap tightly around her shoulders.

Feeling herself being lifted, Sunset thrashed about, desperately trying to get loose. "No, stop! Please, Adagio, don't!" she begged. Unfortunately, her pleas fell on deaf ears as Adagio proceeded to lift her off the floor. Sunset struggled to pull herself back down, but it was all for naught. Within seconds, she was forcefully raised to her full height, putting her Jell-O-covered jugs on display for the cheering audience to behold. She tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but the siren wasn't having it; she snaked her arms up and clasped her hands behind Sunset's head, putting her in a full nelson; the maneuver forced the trapped woman's arms off of her chest and up over her head. So, there Sunset stood, bare-chested and facing the crowd. She felt her face flushing as red as her hair as the spectator's eyes-and phones-were locked onto her hefty chest.

"How about a little dance, Sunny?" Adagio asked sweetly, shimmying on the spot, forcing Sunset to sway back and forth with her. The movement made her breasts swing to and fro, like a pair of pendulums, which seemed like an apt description, considering the audience was entranced by her swaying tits. A frustrated whine escaped Sunset's throat as she squirmed in Adagio's grip, feebly trying to escape, inadvertently making her boobs jiggle even more, eliciting catcalls and whistles from the onlookers. Her tormentor giggled wickedly behind her before she leaned in, to whisper into Sunset's ear. "Seems like they approve. I kind of wish that I was in their place, so I could get a view of this titillating performance."

Sunset didn't respond. Truth was, she could barely hear the smug woman's words over the sound of blood pounding in her ears and her teeth grinding. The red in her face was no longer just from arousal or embarrassment, now it was mixed with growing anger. Crush or not, this bitch was humiliating her, and she'd be damned if she was going to just stand there and take it any longer.

With a very un-pony like growl, Sunset brought her arms down with great force, successfully breaking the full nelson. Not wasting time, she crouched down, bringing her arms back and hooking her hands behind each of the siren's knees. Then, she pulled up, bringing the legs with her. Adagio gave a startled cry as her feet were pulled out from under her, grunting as she fell into the Jell-O. Hearing the impact, Sunset quickly turned around and crawled atop her downed opponent. Now straddling the woman, she sat down heavily onto Adagio's stomach, making her wheeze as the air rushed from her lungs. As the yellow-skinned woman coughed and sputtered, Sunset reached down, grabbing both sides of Adagio's head and yanking her up into a sitting position. She glared heatedly at the woman's face trapped in her grasp. She grinned at the wide-eyed look of trepidation Adagio was giving her.

"You wanted a view of my tits, Dagi?" She asked fiercely. "Then allow me to oblige!"

With that declaration, she yanked Adagio's face into her chest, her breast enveloping the woman's head. The trapped woman let out muffled cries as she grabbed at Sunset's shoulders to push herself free of the suffocating cleavage, but Sunset's hands were clamped tightly behind her head, holding her in place. To ensure the siren didn't escape, Sunset leaned forward, letting gravity pull her top-heavy torso down towards the floor of the pool, pinning Adagio in place. She then grabbed Adagio's hands into hers, interlacing their fingers before pulling them out to the side, completely immobilizing her upper body

"Great Gazongas, folks!" Pinkie exclaimed. She came around and dropped to her belly, not caring about dirtying her uniform, so she could get a better look. "Looks like Sunset's got Adagio captured in her patented Booby Trap!" While her friends just groaned at the shameless pun, the crowd responding with enthusiastic cheer, clearly excited about the turn of events.

Sunset paid them no mind, her attention focused on her struggling rival. When Adagio's movements started to slow, and the muffled shouts started to lessen, Sunset decided to be merciful… mostly. She pushed herself up, lifting her large boobs off of Adagio's face, allowing the woman to gasp and sputter and catch her breath. When she did, she glared up past the bountiful bosom, to see Sunset the now wearing the superior smile. "You bitch," she hissed.

"Takes one to know one," Sunset airily replied. She leaned down a smidge, letting her boob flesh press lightly against her victim's chin, a nervous look crossing the woman's face. "Unless you want to keep getting up close and personal with my girls, I suggest you submit now."

Adagio's eyes widened a smidge, looking into Sunset's face and seeing that she wasn't bluffing. A moment later, her apprehension gave way to a stubborn sneer. "Never."

"You know," Sunset said, her smile growing sinister, "I was hoping you'd say that."

She lowered herself down fully, once again trapping Adagio's head in her cleavage, even having the audacity to rub her tits all over the woman's face. The ensnared siren screamed in protest, muffled by the tit flesh pressed against her mouth. She flailed frantically, kicking her legs, bucking her hips, anything to dislodge the busty redhead, but to little avail. Every couple of minutes, Sunset would lift her breasts enough for Adagio to breathe before resuming her torture.

As this went on, Sunset felt herself getting turned on. Each sound from her crush sent vibrations through her boobs, sending sparks of pleasure zapping up and down her spine. Wanting to enhance the experience, Sunset released her hold on Adagio's hands, moving her to cup her own tits. She squeezed and massaged them, occasionally pinching her hardening nipples, her low moans intermingling with Adagio's muffled shouts. Within moments, she felt herself getting wet in her nether region, subtly gyrating her hips against the trapped siren's abs every time she bucked her hips up. Sunset's body was growing hotter and hotter, pleasure spreading throughout her body.

Unfortunately, the feeling was about to come to a painful end.

Distracted by her own ministrations, the orange-skinned woman was not aware of Adagio's hands clumsily moving along her body, trying to find a way of escaping her suffocating predicament. Eventually, they made their way down to Sunset's hips, her fingers coming into contact with the skimpy bikini bottoms her rival was wearing. Repositioning her hands near the back, she curled her fingers around the thin material and savagely pulled upward.

Sunset's moans of ecstasy morphed into a high-pitch scream of agony as her bottoms were pulled up into the crack of her shapely ass. She involuntarily arched her back, removing her breasts from Adagio's facing, letting her gasp in gulps of air while continuously yanking the article of clothing further into her opponent's groin.

Unable to take it anymore, Sunset rolled off of Adagio, freeing her bikini from Adagio's claws, and put some distance between the two of them. While the siren lied there, getting her breathing under control, the Rainboom was on her knees, carefully pulling loose the strap that was jammed up her ass; it even was wedged tightly against her pussy. Once it was removed, she sat there, gently cradling her assaulted crotch.

"Yeowch!" winced Pinkie, physically cringing at what she just witnessed. "The dreaded wedgie. I don't care who you are, people, that's an awful hurt."

After a few minutes, Sunset was able to breathe easy as the pain receded. However, her torment was far from finished as she heard a loud growl drawing near. She turned and her eyes widen at the site of Adagio, snarling as she crawled quickly towards her, looking like a charging bull. Sunset scrambled around to face her, but she was taken by surprise as the angry woman lunged, raising her hands, brandishing them like an eagle baring its talons to catch prey. Sunset brought her hands up to defend, but instead of going for her head, Adagio latched onto her breasts, her fingers sinking into the fleshy mounds. The redhead cried out more in shock than in pain as the siren kept up her momentum, pressing both boobs flat against Sunset's chest, pushing her back until she fell onto her back.

Sunset was pinned, Adagio looming menacingly over her, her hands still clutching the prone woman's breasts. Sunset lied there, hesitant to move; from the glare her rival was giving her, and the placement of her hands, she feared that the woman was going to pay her back for the smothering earlier, with interest.

Thankfully, Pinkie was there, wagging a finger of warning at the woman. "Hold the phone, Adagio. While I can't blame you for wanting to grab Sunset's big party balloons, I can't have you trying to pop 'em. No scratching!"

The snarling grimace Adagio had morphed into a smile that promised wicked intentions. "Oh, don't worry, Pinkie," she assured. "Scratching's not what I have in mind." With that, she loosened her fingers, but maintained her hold on Sunset's globes. She then proceeded to slowly squeeze and grope both boobs in a sensuous manner, which elicited a gasping moan from her opponent.

"No…" Sunset groaned, grabbing the siren's wrists to pull her massaging hands from her rack, but she found she was losing strength from the pleasurable tremors now coursing through her.

"Oh, yes," Adagio purred, not letting up with her ministrations. She continued the knead Sunset's breasts like two large pieces of dough.

"Pinkie," the orange-skinned woman gasped, looking up at her best friend. "P- hah! -please! Make her stooOOOOH!"

"Eeeeehhhh," the ref drawled, pursing her lips with an adorable look of contemplation on her face. "I don't know, Sunset. I didn't say that groping wasn't allowed, so, technically, she' not breaking any rules. What do you guys think?" she asked, turning to the audience. "Should I stop this?" The crowd's response came back negative, many of them shouting "No!". "I should allow it?" The question met with a resounding "YES!" Pinkie smiled and gave a carefree smile. "Okie-Dokie-Artichokie!" She rounded on the dueling pair. "Sorry, Sunny Girl, the crowd has spoken!"

"Traitor…" Sunset hissed before she yelped when she felt Adagio's fingers move to her nipples, giving the twin peaks a pinch. "Will you please stop?!"

"Maybe," Adagio teased, not stopping her groping. "If you submit~."

"No!" Sunset snapped, almost immediately regretting her choice.

"Suit yourself," her torturer grinned. "I'm happy to keep having fun with these."

And keep having fun, she did. Before long, Sunset was a mewling mess, hopelessly squirming under Adagio's talented… er, torturous hands. She feebly grasped at the woman's arms, but at this point, she couldn't focus her strength to even budge them. Letting her arms fall limply to the floor, Sunset let Adagio have her way with her. If she was being honest, she was enjoying the treatment, giving her more reason not to surrender, so this could go on forever.

"Come on, Sunset! Fight back!"

She looked to the edge of the pool, where her friends were standing. Most of them had beet red faces, but they looked at her with unbreakable support. She could deduce from the raspy voice that it was Rainbow who said that.

"Don't just lie there and take that from her!" Applejack shouted.

"You're no quitter, darling!" Rarity encouraged. "You don't even know the meaning of the word!"

"You're Sunset Shimmer!" Twilight said. "You're too stubborn to give up."

"You can do it," Fluttershy called. At least, that was what Sunset thought she said, the girl's voice barely carried over the roar of the audience. In her arms, Spike was barking in support.

Finding herself being bolstered by her friends' encouraging words, Sunset was able to clear the fog of ecstasy blanketing her mind and was able to focus past Adagio's sensual assault of her tits long enough to notice her and her crush's positionings. She realized that Adagio was stationed between her legs, her own hips in the siren's lap. Before Adagio could take notice of where the redhead's attention was, Sunset snapped into action. She quickly lifted her legs, wrapped them around the woman's narrow waste and snapped them closed, locking her ankles before pouring on the pressure.

Adagio gasped as Sunset put the squeeze on her. Literally. The humanized unicorn's legs may not be as strong as her fellow Equestrian's, but the bodyscissor she was using was enough for Adagio to let go of her breasts and grasp at the orange-skinned legs to try and pry them loose. This allowed Sunset to prop herself up on her elbows and catch her breath, her libido starting to recede. She could now concentrate on keeping her rival immobilized. Despite her efforts, Adagio was unable to pull the constrictive limbs off of her waist; she then gave up on trying and reached out to grab Sunsets boobs again. However, anticipating this, the redhead shot her own hands out, catching Adagio by her wrists. She pulled them out to the side to keep them at a distance, and then she put more strength into her legs. Adagio groaned in pain as Sunset continued squeezing her waist; while there was little chance of injury, it clearly very uncomfortable for her.

After a few minutes, Sunset recovered enough to go on the offensive. Unclasping her legs from her opponent's waist, she pulled them back and planted on Adagio's torso, just beneath her breasts. With a heave, she pushed the siren away, releasing her wrists at the same time. Adagio slid across the Jell-O covered floor several feet before coming to a stop. Not wasting time, Sunset quickly maneuvered around to get on her haunches, watching as the Dazzling rolled onto her stomach and slowly got to hands and knees; she was facing away from Sunset, baring her gorgeous ass to the redhead. Rather than be distracted by the sight, a wicked idea entered her mind, and an equally wicked smile dawned her lips.

The pony-turned-human moved swiftly, literally galloping towards her target. Adagio looked over her shoulder, eyes widening at her approach, but it was too late to act. Once in range, Sunset pounced, tackling Adagio back to the floor. "Oof!" the siren wheezed from the weight pinning her to the gelatinous surface, and while she was dazed, her opponent sat up, spun around to face down the length of her legs and sat down on her lower back, keeping Adagio pinned.

"Hey, Pinkie!" Sunset called to her friend, who zipped to her side in an instant.

"What's up, Sunset?"

"You said slapping the face was against the rules, but is the rest of the body fair game?"

"Hmmm," Pinkie hummed, thinking for a moment before shrugging. "I don't see why not."

"Good," Sunset said, smiling deviously, placing her hands on the siren's plump rear, which caused the woman underneath her to stiffen. She took a moment to caress both cheeks slowly, a pleasant tingle running through her at touching those glorias glutes. Almost made her not want to do was she planning.

Almost.

"Don't you dare," Adagio hissed, squirming to dislodge Sunset, but the redhead remained seated. "You hear me, Shimmer? Don't you even think abo-"

*SLAP*

Adagio's warning gave way to a scream as Sunset brought her hand down hard upon the yellow-skinned ass cheek, sending a ripple across the fleshy surface. After a brief pause, she raised her other hand, bringing down to slap the other cheek, eliciting another cry from Adagio. She picked up the tempo of her slaps, alternating between the right and left, switching it up now and again; left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right, and sometimes to would use both hands at the same time. She would even stop smacking and switch to groping, grabbing two handfuls of the woman's buns, kneading the flesh, just as Adagio did to her boobs not too long ago. All the while, the woman pinned under her would squirm helplessly, letting out a high-pitched yelp, cry or squeak with each strike delivered, Sunset finding the noises adorable. Pretty soon, unmistakable moans of pleasure sounded from below as the ministrations continued, which sent delightful shivers down the redhead's spine.

"Well, well, well," Sunset commented to Adagio, roughly squeezing the now faintly reddened cheeks with both hands. "It sounds like you're actually enjoying this, Dagi. Does the big, bad Dazzling like getting her ass played with? Does it get you off, being spanked like a naughty girl?"

"Screw you, Shimmer," Adagio grunted defiantly. "Like you're any better. You were moaning like a whore from me squeezing your ti-OOOOOW!"

"Still mouthing off, I see," Sunset admonished, having delivered another hard slap to the woman's ass. "I guess you need a little more discipline."

With that, Sunset recommenced with the spanking. In response, Adagio started thrashing, kicking her legs and bucking her hips, trying to throw the abusive redhead off. Intending to stay in control, Sunset decided to give the siren a taste of her own medicine. She reached down, grabbing the purple bikini covering Adagio's ass and gave it a hard yank. The woman beneath her gave an ear-piercing screech that echoed throughout the gym as the fabric dug into both her ass and her snatch; her struggles to escape ceased. Once again in control, Sunset kept a tight grip on the bikini bottom and resumed punishing Adagio's butt with her free hand. Whenever the Dazzling tried to resume movement, the orange-skinned woman would give the bikini a couple sharp tugs, making the troublesome woman go still, allowing Sunset to continue unheeded.

After several minutes, Sunset felt her arm growing tired. Deciding that she had done enough, she released the bikini and she put her hands on siren's almost fully red rear, steadying herself as she got to her feet. Once upright, she walked a couple paces away and turned to look at her handywork. Adagio's ass was now a shade of reddish orange. Her legs were still splayed out, allowing Sunset to see the bikini wedged deep into the woman's ass and pussy. She bit her lip as she found the view quite appealing.

As Adagio proceeded to push herself up, Pinkie slid in next to Sunset, and she winced at what she saw. "Owy-Zowy! I don't know which hurt worse, the spanking or the wedgie, but I do know that Dazzle's tushie and coochie are gonna need lots of ice!"

Sunset snorted at her friend's comment, watching as Adagio shakily got to feet; her kept her legs spread as she reached down and carefully pulled the strip of fabric from her privates. Stretched as it had been, the material now hung a little loose. Slowly, the Dazzling turned back to her opponent, eyes ablaze with fury and mouth twisted into a snarling grimace. There was a hot flush across her face, from anger, embarrassment, arousal, or maybe a combination of the three.

"Bitch," snapped the siren, which just made Sunset smirk more.

"Hi, pot, I'm kettle," she replied flippantly, eliciting a growl from the fuming woman. "Hey, you did it first. Turnabout is fair play, Adagio. Maybe now, you'll think twice before resorting to such a dirty tactic."

Adagio didn't reply, her body trembling with barely restrained rage. After a few minutes, though, her look of malice morphing into one of contemplation, which perplexed Sunset, curious to as to what was going through her crush's mind. The answer further baffled her, as a serene smile crossed Adagio lips; the angry storm brewing in her eyes dissipated and was replaced with steeled calmness. While Sunset found the changes beautiful, a feeling of unease formed in the pit of her stomach.

'What is she up to now?' she thought.

"You know something, Sunset?" Adagio started conversationally. "You're right. That was an unpleasant experience, one I would certainly like to avoid a repeat of." She then moved her hands to her hips, slipping her thumbs under the strings of her bikini bottoms. Without preamble, she then bent down, pulling the article of clothing down to her ankles.

Sunset's eyes widened and her jaw dropped to the floor, her face grew hot as it flushed to match the red of her hair, and her heart started to hammer in her chest. She watched as the woman of her dreams rose back up to her full height, holding her bottoms in her hand, legs spread and baring her clean-shaven pussy for all to see. As the crowd roared in approval, she tossed the piece aside to land outside the pool. She then reached her hands behind her back, and a couple seconds later, she luscious breasts bounced free as the top fell from her chest, her nipples protruding stiff and proud. The top quickly joined the bottoms outside of the gelatinous arena, leaving the goddess to stand there in all her naked glory.

"There we go," Adagio breathed, cupping her boobs in her hands, giving them both a little squeeze before letting them go with a bounce. "Problem solved. Wouldn't you agree, Shimmer?" She arched an eyebrow, smirking challengingly at her flustered opponent.

"Whoa-ho-ho!" exclaimed Pinkie, excitement dancing across her face. "Looks like Adagio's thrown the gauntlet, or in this case, the garments!" She turned to her best friend. "How will you respond, Sunset?"

Sunset, who had been drinking in the tall drink of water that was Adagio, almost didn't catch the question Pinkie had asked her. She shook her head, coming to her senses. She remembered that this match was a competition, to see who the top woman would be. Adagio just showed that she was willing to pull out all the stops to win, holding nothing back, but would Sunset do the same? She had been reluctant in the beginning, but as the match went on, she found she was not as concerned about modesty as she initially was. She was standing there with her tits exposed, for her friends, her crush, heck, for all the audience to see. And she found that she no longer cared.

If Adagio was going to give her all, then so would she.

With that, Sunset grabbed her bottoms and shoved them down. The crowd went wild, cheering her on as she straightened and tossed her last article of clothing aside. She stood there brazenly, her fists on her now bare hips, smiling triumphantly at Adagio, who looked a little surprised as she stared at the fearless Rainboom. That expression morphed into what Sunset took for begrudging respect.

"And there's her answer, people!" Pinkie shouted jubilantly. "Both of these fierce ladies are all-in to win, no holds barred, and everything bared!"

The cheering crowd was lost on the two women, who unanimously started towards each other. They slowly closed the distance between them, only stopping when their breasts were firmly pressed together. Neither flinched, just staring defiantly at one another. A teasing smirk then appeared on Adagio's face. "So," she whispered huskily, "I see the carpet matches the drapes."

Sunset's blushed at the statement. She generally kept her bush neatly trimmed, but it had been a couple of weeks since she last tended to it, and with the fundraising going on, she really didn't get around to it. In her feeble defense, this match was unexpected and last minute. Also, she hadn't initially intended to shed her skimpy bikini. Then the sexy siren before her decided to outdo her.

"Bite me, Adagio," Sunset snipped.

"Oh, I would. Sadly, that's against the rules." Adagio's half-lidded stare quickly shifted into a smoldering gaze. "Shall we continue?"

"Yes, let's," responded Sunset fiercely, matching her rival's intensity. She immediately wrapped her arms around her crush, and as Adagio grabbed onto her, the human pony made her next move. Raising her leg and wrapping it around both of Adagio's, and she surged forward, tripping the siren and making her fall into the Jell-O with a splash, with Sunset still latched onto her. And with that, the "Clash of the Alphas" resumed. Pinkie continued to announce with excitement and the onlookers cheered, each rooting for their chosen competitor as the two vixens wrestled for supremacy.

As the minutes rolled by, and their tussle carried them all over the Jell-O pool, Sunset and Adagio were becoming less restrained and more… lewd with their actions. That is to say, as they grappled, they were making open grabs for the other's intimate spots; boobs were groped, nipples were pinched, asses were felt up and spanked. Sunset captured Adagio in a camel clutch at one point, but instead of cranking on her neck, she roughly massaged the Dazzling's succulent tits, making her moan and grunt with pain and pleasure. Retaliation soon followed after she was released from the hold, Adagio ensnaring Sunset in a bodyscissor, squeezing her midsection while at the same time smacking the redhead's tantalizing ass. The event was devolving-or evolving from certain points of view-from a wrestling match into an erotic catfight.

As this went on, both combatants were starting to run out of steam, until finally, they were on their knees, arms wrapped around each other, their sweaty, Jell-O-covered bodies pressed together, their heaving breasts squished between them. Their breaths dancing across each other's faces as they panted heavily, their foreheads touching. Aquamarine met Amythest as they stared into each other's eyes.

"So," Adagio muttered, pausing to catch her breath. "Had enough… Shimmer?"

Sunset didn't answer right away, captivated by the sight before her. Adagio's hair was a limp, goopy mess, and her face was flush, sweaty and covered with green gelatin splotches, but none of that mattered to her; Sunset still found the woman in her embrace to be the most beautiful person she had ever met, enemy or otherwise.

Her eyes lowered to the panting lips mere inches from her own, looking so inviting. That's when it dawned on her, she had her crush in her arms, her nude body pressed flush against hers, all the fondling they had just engaged in at the forefront of her mind, and Adagio's lips hair's breadth away. She felt her heartbeat increased and the flames in her core burst into a wildfire.

Finally, something in her just snapped.

"No," she whispered huskily. "Not even close."

She shot her head forward like a striking snake, pressing her lips against Adagio's. A surprised squeak escaped the siren's throat, while Sunset countered with a lusty moan. She closed her eyes as she felt electricity dancing across her brain, quickly making its way down her spine. This feeling was incredible, the fantasies of kissing the object of her affection couldn't even come close to the real thing.

She reopened her eyes, and her breath caught in her throat; Adagio's were wide with what Sunset interpreted as shock. She felt as if she'd been doused with ice water, quickly pulling away with a gasp. What was she doing? She just kissed Adagio without her permission! She shouldn't have done that. This was supposed to be a wrestling match, and she was supposed to see the siren as an opponent, not a make-out buddy. She thought back to earlier, all the lewd touching they did. But those were intended to be ways of humiliating each other, right? That was Adagio's plan in the beginning and Sunset was just playing her game, nothing more.

Right?

Sunset couldn't think straight as she was panicking. She pulled away from Adagio but found herself held in place by strong arms. She looked at the siren's blank expression, her eyes glazed and staring at her intensely. Fear washed over Sunset as she worried what woman would do for her thoughtless, violating action.

"I-…" Sunset sputtered weakly, "I… A-Adagio, I'm… I'm sor-MMMPH!"

Her attempted apology was cut off by Adagio placing a hand on the back of Sunset's head to hold her in place as she lunged forward and smashed her lips against Sunset's.

Sunset's mind stalled, completely caught off guard by the woman's retaliation. She was vaguely aware of her lips parting slightly, something Adagio capitalized on, thrusting her tongue through the breach and into Sunset's mouth. The redhead's mind imploded in a shower of sparks, flooding with intense pleasure, which quickly cascaded down throughout her body. A loud moan burst its way from her throat as she felt the warm, wet intruder plunder her mouth and pummel her own tongue into submission. As her brain functions rebooted and she slowly came to her senses, she rewrapped her arms around the woman of her dreams and reciprocated the kiss. She willed her tongue to put up resistance against the writhing invader. Just as she was regaining ground, however, Adagio's tongue withdrew as its owner pulled her lips away to breathe, a string of saliva hanging between them. It took a moment for Sunset to realize that she, too, was breathless, so the siren's strategic withdrawal was beneficial to both of them.

"Fuck," Sunset panted.

"Yeah," Adagio replied, breathing heavily. "Gods above, Sunset, you have no idea how much I've been wanting to do that."

This caught Sunset off guard. "You… you did?" she uttered, receiving a nod from the siren. Adagio wanted to kiss her. Was she dreaming? Usually, this type of mutual sentiment would only happen in her fantasies. "Why didn't you?"

"Figured you or your friends would think I was forcing myself on you," Adagio explained. "And I didn't want to risk you biting my tongue off." She then raised an eyebrow as she gave her opponent a sly smirk. "So, imagine my surprise when you made the first move." Sunset expression became embarrassed, which made the siren chuckle. Adagio's eyes became half-lidded as she moved her forward until her forehead pressed against Sunset's, their lips now centimeters from each other. "So, you'd be okay with more?"

"Oh, yes, please," Sunset said eagerly, almost desperately. The words barely left her lips before they were occupied by Adagio's. Less than a second later, she felt the siren's tongue pressing against mouth, seeking entry; Sunset was more than happy to oblige. She parted her lips, her own tongue intercepting Adagio's. The two wet muscles wrapped around each other, having a little wrestling match of their own.

Meanwhile, both women moved their hands across each other's bodies, gently caressing all over their curves. Sunset focused her attention to grasping the siren's shapely ass, squeezing both cheeks with abandon. Adagio countered by kneading one of the redhead's hefty breasts, sinking her fingers into the soft, ample flesh, occasionally pinching the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. These ministrations elicited audible moans from both ladies.

"Well, well, weeeeelllll!" A delighted voice chirped, snapping the two out of their euphoric haze. They halted their make-out session and looked to see Pinkie hovering over them, smiling big as she spoke into her mic. "This match just took a hot and steamy left turn. Both of our lovely ladies have gone from throttling each other to getting to know one another intimately!" This statement was followed by enthusiastic cheering, reminding Sunset that they had an audience! Her face went beet red, sitting there entangled with her crush, in complete shock as Pinkie gave an inquisitive hum. "Ladies and gentlemen, I think it's about time to wrap this up, so how about this? Rather than having a winner decided by submission, let it be from a forced orgasm! The last to cum wins!" The crowd went crazy, roaring their acclamation of the idea.

"Pinkie, what the heck are you doing?!" Applejack called, approaching the edge of the pool, as did most of her friends.

"This is going too far, Pinkie!" Rarity said firmly. "This was supposed to be a wrestling match, not a… well…" She fell silent, a red blush dusting her alabaster skin.

"A sex fight?" Twilight offered hesitantly, her lavender face now tomato red. She removed her glasses, which were fogged up, and cleaned them with a handkerchief.

"Yes, that. Thank you, darling."

"What?" Pinkie asked, covering the microphone with her free hand. "You've seen what they've been doing, right? The last few minutes pretty much qualifies as foreplay. So, what better way to end this match than with a bang, with actual banging?"

Her flustered friends looked like they wanted to keep protesting, but they prevented from doing so by one of the combatants.

"Girls."

They all turned to Sunset, who was still pressed up against a nonplussed Adagio, whose ass was still clutched in her hands. "I appreciate your concerns, but, in this case, I respectfully need you all to mind your own business."

All of her friends, even Aria and Sonata, stared slack-jawed at Equestrian.

"S-Sunset," Rarity stuttered. "You're not seriously considering-"

"Fucking Adagio in submission in front of all these people?" Sunset finished bluntly. She then gave a siren-like smirk. "Yes, I am."

With the exception of Pinkie, who was smiling wide at the declaration, everyone's faces went red to the point that they almost glowed. The two sirens beside them were also flustered, but to a lesser degree, and they looked at Sunset with newfound admiration.

A deep chuckle brought Sunset's attention back to Adagio; the siren had a blush dusting her cheeks, but she matched Sunset's smirk with her own, looking at the unicorn-turned-human through half-lidded eyes. "My, my, Sunset, I'm actually impressed by this side of you," she admitted. "A bit cocky, though, assuming that you're going to dominate me in a sex battle?" She reached a hand up to caress Sunset cheek with surprising gentleness. "You may be my equal in physical combat, but when it comes to carnal conquest, my dear, you've bitten more than you can chew."

Sunset didn't respond, unconsciously leaning into the warm palm. After a moment of enjoying the contact, she grabbed the woman's wrist, slowly prying it from her cheek and bringing it between their faces. While keeping eye contact with Adagio, she brought the hand closer and took the siren's index finger into her mouth. She smiled when the woman gasped, looking surprised by her bold action, before sucking on the digit. Adagio let out a soft moan, sending a shiver through Sunset, taking pleasure in making her crush react like this. A minute later, she pulled the finger from her lips with a small pop; any trace of gelatin was gone, leaving a sheen of saliva in its place. Sunset then swallowed the lime-green treat she collected in her mouth, savoring the taste that had a hint of Adagio to it.

"We'll see about that, won't we," she whispered in a husky tone, giving the siren a challenging look.

Recovering her composure, Adagio matched the intense stare. "Yes, we will."

"Last to cum wins."

"Loser has to finish off the winner," Adagio added with fierce grin.

"Agreed," Sunset replied, smirking back.

Pinkie, who was within ear shot of the two, turned her attention to the people in attendance. "Both combatants are in, folks. This is for all the marbles! LET'S GET IT ON!"

The immediate roar of the crowd was the trigger for the ladies to begin again. They grabbed ahold of each other, keeping them in place with one arm around the back of their necks; the free arms moved in between the two, their hands searching for the intended targets. Both women gasped as they found them and immediately started their assault, inserting a finger into each other's pussy; both orifices were already lubricated, allowing them both to pump their digits in and out rapidly. Within minutes, both Equestrians were panting and mewling, while trying keep up the tension on their competition.

Despite her confidence, Sunset slowly felt her resolve weakening after a couple of minutes. With all of the previous fondling and making out, her body was already heated up, and she'd had very few chances to cool down. As things were now, she would lose it before Adagio did. She had to turn the tide in her favor.

As their fingering continued, Sunset quickly pushed off her knees, propelling herself forward and forcing Adagio towards the floor. In the midst of falling, the Dazzling leader, instinctively removed both hands from her opponent and promptly planted them on the ground to stop her descent. To prevent her from sitting up again, Sunset quickly put most of her body weight on the woman's torso. The Rainboom smiled triumphantly at what she achieved; Adagio was precariously leaning back, her arms the only thing keeping her up, and she was still on her knees and unable to unfold her legs due to her awkward position. She was trapped.

"Gotcha, bitch!" she crowed, relishing in the look of shocked indignancy on her opponent's face. The siren looked as if she intended curse Sunset out, but instead of words, an aroused gasp escaped her throat as Sunset added a second finger to her pussy. While Adagio was forced to remove her hands to catch herself from falling, the humanized unicorn maintained her hand placement, both allowing her to hold her victim in place and to continue her ravishing her crush's orifice. She then kicked it up a notch by lowering her head to Adagio's right boob and wrapping her lips around its nipple, causing the woman under her to let out a strangled cry of ecstasy. She elicited more erotic noises from her as she suckled on Adagio's nipple, occasionally switching to running her tongue around the areola a few rotations before returning to sucking.

All the while, Adagio was panting heavily, her moans growing more frequent as her body started to quiver. All the while, her tormentor was growing hot and heavy as well, knowing that it was her actions eliciting such beautiful sounds from the orange-haired woman. Sunset released her captive's nipple of a pop, breathlessly planting small kisses along the breast, slowly working her way up to the siren's collarbone; from there, she ran her tongue up the length of Adagio's slender neck, stopping when she reached the tip of the upturned chin. Feeling victory was within reach, Sunset used free hand to tilt Adagio's head up, allowing her to passionately kiss the woman.

Unfortunately, lost in the passion, she didn't realize that her victory was about to be snatched away by her seemingly helpless opponent.

Earlier in the match, Adagio had showed her incredible leg strength by flinging Sunset across the Jell-O pool. The second instant of such power came in the form of her squeezing Sunset's head between her thunderous thighs. It could be forgiven thinking that, given the duration of this tussle, Adagio would be on her last leg, so to speak. However, this was soon proven not to the case, as the siren used her legs to launch her upper body like a loaded catapult. By the time Sunset became aware of the motion, it was too late for her to counter; As she righted herself, Adagio brought her now free hands up to grab the redhead by the shoulders, and, continuing with her momentum, forcefully pushed her opponent off of her.

Sunset grunted as she landed in the Jell-O with a splash. She lied there, blinking owlishly, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Suddenly, she felt hands grab the back of her legs, behind each knee, and a second later, she felt her lower body quickly heaved up, and before she knew it, her legs were dangling next to head and her ass was pointed towards the gym's ceiling.

"Shit!" she grunted, disoriented by the suddenly maneuver, the weight of her body putting pressure on her neck and shoulders. She couldn't move her head to the left or right; her massive tits, like her legs, now hung by her head, pressing against both sides of her face, obscuring her peripheral vision. She tilted her head back, getting an upside-down view of the cheering audience.

"Holy Moley!" Pinkie's voice echoed around the room. The party girl then moved into Sunset's vision, though, to Sunset, she looked right-side up; this is because she was bent backwards at the hip and looking at the prone woman upside down. "Talk about turning the tables, everybody! It looked like Sunset was about to push Adagio over the edge, but then Adagio pushed back, and she now has Sunset folded up like elbow macaroni!"

Sunset groaned at the commentary and at the crick forming in her neck. She let her head fall back to its original position, looking up the length of her body. Her eyes widened when she saw Adagio above her, breathing heavily, her face flushed red; her hands were holding onto the back of Sunset's legs, her large breasts resting on top of the redhead's butt. Sunset realized that the woman was pressed up against her back, giving her no room to escape. That didn't stop her from making an attempt; she pushed on her own legs, trying to force them up, but Adagio countered by pressing down, and being on top, she was able to pour on more pressure, negating any leverage Sunset gained. When that failed, she tried reaching up towards the siren, going to her hair or her breasts, but the woman simply leaned back. It didn't help that Sunset's shoulders were pinned; her reach was restricted. She flailed, wiggled, squirmed about, attempting to slip from the Dazzling's clutches, but to no avail. Adagio had her immobilized.

For the next few minutes, Adagio kept Sunset pinned while she caught her breath. She then looked down at her captive with a smile. "Not gonna lie, Sunset," she said. "You almost had me. A few seconds more, and I would have lost it. Too bad you let your guard down." She smirked triumphantly. "You put up one hell of a fight, but, as I told you, it would be me tasting sweet victory." The siren's smirk morphed into a salacious grin as she lowered her eyes to look upon Sunset's swollen vulva, it's leaking fluids trailing down her body. "But right now, what I really want… is to taste you."

Sunset watched with trepidation… and anticipation, her breath coming in quick pants, as her crush used her arms to spread her legs apart, putting her vagina on display. The woman dipped her head lower, bringing her mouth closer to Sunset's pussy. Then, she watched as the siren's lips opened, her tongue slithering out like a seeking serpent. She tried to brace for the contact, but she was caught flatfooted as Adagio dragged her tongue across her slit in one smooth stroke. A strangled gasp shot from her throat as the wet muscle slid between her folds, lapping up a sample of her juices. The tongue retreated to its home for a few seconds, and then it peeked out to lick across Adagio's lips, a delighted hum accompanying it.

"Nice," Adagio complimented, making Sunset blush deeper. She locked eyes with Sunset, hunger ablaze in those amethyst orbs. "I want more."

With that final declaration, Adagio pressed her lips against Sunset's lower ones and let her tongue loose. Sunset moaned lowly as the siren gave her a rather pleasing tongue-lashing. She writhed helplessly as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Never has she experienced such euphoria before. Not with her fingers, nor with the few toys she bought in the past. Nothing could ever compare to the pleasure she was getting from Adagio Dazzle eating her out.

What made it all the better was the fact that this was real. This wasn't one of her fantasies or wet dreams. This was actually happening. Adagio, in the flesh, making her squirm in agonizing ecstasy.

Within moments, Sunset was breathing in short, rapid breaths, her hands clenching into fists, squishing green gelatin between her fingers, her entire body quivering under Adagio's ministrations. She felt pressure building up in her core, growing stronger and pushing her ever closer to the precipice.

"A-Adagio… I'm…" Sunset panted heavily, barely getting the words out. "I'm so close!"

Adagio looked into her eyes again, her stare smoldering, removing her tongue long enough to give the woman at her mercy a command. "Cum, Sunset. Cum for me!" She then plunged her tongue deep into Sunset's depths, licking mercilessly.

A few seconds later, Sunset screamed as her orgasm hit like a sledgehammer, and she came hard. Her brain shorted out and exploded as her body was wracked with shockwaves of pleasure. She saw stars bursting in her eyes before everything went white. Her fluids gushed from her pussy like a geyser, which she felt being gathered quickly by Adagio's skilled, flexible tongue, the licking prolonging her orgasm.

Finally, Sunset stilled, panting heavily as she basked in the afterglow. Her body was numb, although she felt it twitch here and there. She stared blankly, blinking periodically as the white filling her vision slowly started to fade away. Feeling sluggishly returned to her body; she was vaguely aware that she was no longer folded up like a "C", instead lying flat on the floor of the pool. Something yellow moved into her blurry vision. She let out a small moan as a weight settled upon her chest. At last, her vision cleared, letting her see a beautiful sight; Adagio was seated upon her chest in a classic schoolgirl pin. She had her arms spread wide, a dazzling smile on her face, as if basking in glory. Sunset faintly heard a soft buzzing in her ears, which grew louder as her hearing was the last to return; she realized the noise was applause and cheering from the spectators.

'Oh, right. I lost,' Sunset mentally lamented. She heaved a resigned sigh. Yet, despite losing, she couldn't find it in her to be upset or disappointed, not after that earth-shattering orgasm Adagio gave her. Despite acting as the Dazzling's throne, she felt like she was floating on Cloud Nine.

Adagio eventually turned her attention to Sunset, peering over her breast to lock eyes with her defeated foe, a sultry smile spreading across her lips. She reached hand down, gently cupping Sunset's cheek, her thumb lightly brushing along her lips. "You look like you really enjoyed that." She whispered teasingly.

"You bet your sweet ass I did," Sunset hissed back, her tone lacking any venom. She then parted her lips to lick and suck on the siren's thumb.

"Good," Adagio replied, moving her hand from the redhead's cheek to clasp her chin, holding her attention. Her smile widened as her eyes took on a lustful gaze. "Now, it's my turn."

As her chin was released, Sunset gave a compliant nod. The match was over, so there was no longer any need for her to be aggressively defiant. She was more than willing to return the favor to the woman of her dreams.

Adagio carefully shuffled forward, stopping when Sunset's head was between her thighs and her pussy was directly over her face. "Just give me a couple taps on the thigh if you have trouble breathing."

Sunset was touched by the consideration. "My, my, how generous of you," she teased playfully.

"I know," the siren replied with faux magnanimousness. She then smirked devilishly. "Now enough talk. Time to put that mouth of yours to proper use."

With that, the Dazzling lowered her hips, pressing her leaking entrance to the Rainboom's waiting mouth. As contact was made, Sunset instantly thrusted her tongue forward to lick away at the siren's nectar, her hands moving up to clutch onto those wide hips and hold the woman in place. A pleasure-laced moan escaped Adagio's lips. "Yesssss," she hissed, her hand lowering to grasp at Sunset's hair, but was gentle with her hair pulling, and her other hand moved to cup her own breast, kneading the flesh and tweaking her nipple. Before long, she started gyrating her hips, sliding her pussy back and forth across Sunset's mouth. "Oh, Sunset," Adagio moaned lowly.

Sunset was in heaven. After the first taste of her crush, she was hooked. The Equestrian was determined to lick up as much of the siren's essence as she could. All the while, she also focused on the woman's reactions to her technique. Now, Sunset would be the first to admit that her oral sex skills were lacking, due to not having a lover the entire time in this world (sure, she dated Flash, but they never got that far in their relationship), but she intended make up for it with her enthusiasm. She ran her tongue up and down the length of Adagio's vulva, probed the entrance of the love tunnel, going at deep as her tongue could go, occasionally pulling out to flick the pink muscle against the siren's exposed clit, like a snake tasting the air. Her actions were rewarded, the sounds of ecstasy from her opponent reaching her ears, making the whole experience all the better.

After several minutes, the speed of Adagio's hips increased, and her breaths were coming in quick, rapid bursts.

"D-don't stop, Sunset," Adagio pleaded in between ragged breaths. "Oh, gods! I'm gonna… gonna cum! Don't you… don't you dare stop!"

'Wasn't planning on it, Dagi,' Sunset said mentally, forcefully pulling Adagio's hips down further while sticking her tongue into her pussy as deep as it could go, her nose pressed firmly against the siren's clit. While she licked with exuberant abandon, she breathed through her nose, sending warm puffs of air pelting against the hypersensitive organ.

Within a matter of seconds, a loud moan filled the air as Adagio orgasmed. Her back arched, bending back far enough for her tits to point to the ceiling; they jiggled as her body shook in ecstasy. Half a minute later, the tremors stopped, but instead of falling backwards, Adagio was able to pull herself back up and fell forward, planting her arms on the floor for support. She stayed there, inhaling like her lungs were starving, while down below, Sunset was now giving the Dazzling's pussy slow, gentle licks, collecting the remaining juices and, at the same time, extending her crush's pleasure.

She then felt the woman on top slowly shuffle back, inching her way down the length of Sunset's body. As she did, Adagio paused with her breasts dragging across Sunset's face, but, rather than panic, the humanified pony just giggled into her cleavage, eliciting a giggle from the siren as she resumed her journey, finally stopping when the two ladies were eye-level with each. Adagio allowed her body to lower onto Sunset's, putting them face-to-face, boobs-to-boobs, pussy-to pussy. The two Equestrians stared at each other, neither trying to hide the smiles they were wearing.

"Good match," Sunset said, wrapping her arms around the top woman's waist.

"Back at ya," Adagio replied, cupping Sunset's face in her hands before leaning down and kissing her with a gentleness that Sunset only knew in her dreams.

"And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen!" Pinkie shouted above them, causing the two to groan at the interruption. "Jell-O-Mania: Clash of the Alphas has come to an end." The entirety of the audience was on its feet, cheering, hooting and whistling, clearly happy with the event's conclusion.

With the mood ruined, the two lovers slowly got to their feet, leaning against each other for support. They pulled apart when they both seemed to be stable on their own, allowing the pink referee to slip in between them. "These two ladies gave it their all, each putting up a great fight, but, in the end, there could only be one alpha. And that alpha is ADAGIO DAZZLE! Give it up for her, folks!" The crowd happily obliged, clapping and chanting the winner's name. Said winner took it in, holding her arms up in victory, clearly loving the adoration. "Let's not forget her opponent, who also did an amazing job. Sunset Shimmer, everybody!" Again, the audience acquiesced, giving the redhead great recognition; Sunset waved back appreciatively. "Okay, everyone, proceed to the exit in an orderly fashion, no stopping for pictures or autographs, and have a super day. Once again, thank you all so much for your contribution and your attendance. I think it's safe to say you got your money's worth!" The spectators applauded in agreement.

And with that, the fundraising event came to a close.

As the crowd dispersed and started exiting the gym, the trio of women in the pool made their way to the edge, where their respective groups waited for them. Sunset and Adagio were each given a robe to cover themselves and a bottle of water to drink. Sunset, aware of how thirsty she now was, guzzled hers down in seconds, giving a satisfied sigh when it was empty. She then noticed all of her friends looking at her, each blushing heavily. A blush made its way across her own face as it finally hit her. They just watched her get down and dirty with a former enemy in a public setting. Talk about awkward.

The uncomfortable silence was finally by loud cough from Rainbow Dash. "Well… that happened," she remarked bluntly, eliciting weak giggles from the rest.

"Listen, girls," Sunset said, clearing her throat, "I'm sorry for being a little snappish earlier, I know you were just looking out for me."

"Oh! Don't worry about that, darling," Rarity quickly assured her. "We understand that you were…" She gave a little cough as she fanned herself. "…caught up in the heat of the moment."

"Yeah," Applejack agreed with a chuckle. "Heat is right word. You were steamier than a hot branding iron dunked in a bucket of cold water."

"Very poetic, AJ," Sunset deadpanned, blushing at the description.

"Still, like Pinkie said," Twilight spoke up, her blush slowly receding. "You put up an incredible fight."

"You… um… did a good job out there, Sunset," whispered Fluttershy, her reddened face peeking out from behind her pink hair.

"Thanks, girls," Sunset replied, a grateful smile on her lips.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Dazzlings were praising their leader's victory.

"You were awesome, Dagi!" Sonata squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"You barely pulled it off," Aria ribbed, smirking at her yellow-skinned friend. "She almost had you there, earlier."

"I was in control the entire time, Aria," Adagio denied haughtily before taking a long sip of her water.

"Yeah, right," the pig-tailed scoffed, crossing her arms.

Back with the Rainbooms, Sunset turned to the party planner of the group.

"I have to say, Pinkie," Sunset said as she opened up a second bottle of water she was handed. "Your fundraising idea certainly did the trick."

"Like I said, ShimShim, give the public what they want," the pink-haired girl replied matter-of-factly, earning a good-natured eye roll from the redhead. She then smiled happily. "This turned out to be an awesome day! We've got the money for Camp Everfree, the crowd got to watch a sexy wrestling match, the Dazzlings got some money for themselves, and you got to get freaky with your crush! Everyone's a winner!"

Sunset froze in the midst of taking a swig of water, which caused her to choke, coughing up some of the fluid in her throat. As she coughed and sputtered to clear her airway, Applejack patted her on the back, while Rainbow held her arm to support her. A few minutes later, Sunset could breathe normally, but she almost couldn't as she stared at Pinkie in shock.

"Y-you… you knew?" she gasped. She was so startled that she didn't even try to deny the claim.

"Sure, I did," Pinkie answered cheerfully.

"H-how?"

"A couple sleepovers ago. Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

Sunset paled. "I do?"

The party girl gave a big nod as she explained. "In the middle of the night, after we all went to sleep, I woke up and went to the little girl's room, and when I got back, I heard you. You were moaning and saying "Dagi" and saying some pretty naughty things that weren't really PG-13 friendly."

By the time she stopped talking, Sunset's face had turned completely red, redder than her hair. She slapped her hands onto her face, muffling the groan that left her lips. Most of the time, whenever she did dream about Adagio, she was usually alone back at her place. Whenever she got together with the girls for sleepovers, if the sexy siren happened to be on her mind, she would rub one out before meeting up with the others. Apparently, she may have been thirsting for the orange-haired much harder than normal on that particular night.

Sunset was mortified. This was not at all how she thought revealing her secret would go. Then again, she hadn't really considered telling them, fearing they wouldn't understand.

"This can't possibly get any worse," she whispered to herself.

One would think, by now, that saying such a thing was not a smart idea, given the universe seems all too happy prove the contrary.

"You hear that, Dagi? Sunset is crushing on you like you're crushing on her!"

"Sonata!"

Sunset felt her heart stop, her head shooting up, eyes wide as saucers. She turned to the voices, to see the sirens still nearby.

Sunset's heart restarted, beating double time as she was consumed with panic. Her mind was a cavalcade panicked voices speaking a mile a minute. And all of them were her own.

'Oh, God, they heard all of that! Adagio heard all of that! She knows now! She knows I'm crushing on her! Oh, this is bad! How is she going to react?! Will she laugh at me? Will she be angry? Will she walk away? Will I ever see her again? Oh, this is the worst! I shouldn't have said it couldn't get worse! Because somehow it always does get worse! What do I do? I need to leave! Disappear! I can use the portal! I can talk to Princess Twilight! Maybe she'll let me crash at her castle! I'll stay there for few days! A few weeks! Months! Years! However long it takes to avoid Adagio until she forgets! But I want to see her! But will she want to see me? What about my friends? Will they still want me around? Will they hate me because of my feelings for her? This is a nightmare! A nightmare I can't wake up from! I want to die! God, kill me now! I can't live like this! Not with Adagio knowing! Wait! What did Sonata say?

Her thoughts screeched to a halt, turning to the three Dazzlings. Adagio was glaring at Sonata with her teeth bared, a blush dusting her cheeks, Sonata looked bemused by her leader's reaction, and Aria was watching with a shit eating grin.

"Sonata!" Sunset called. The blue-skinned girl looked at her. "What did you just say?"

"I said-" A yellow hand clamped over her mouth

"Nothing!" Adagio shouted, her voice an octave higher. "She didn't say anything!"

"She said Adagio is crushing on you, like you are with her," Aria spoke up.

"Aria, what the fuck?!" Adagio snapped, releasing Sonata as she turned to the purple-skinned siren.

"Just speaking facts," Aria replied, her grin growing wider.

"I am not crushing on her!" Adagio growled vehemently. "I don't do crushes!"

"As much fun as I have watching you get flustered while denying it, I'm gonna go ahead and tell ya that I've got video evidence proving you do."

Adagio went pale. "What?"

"Since the Battle of the Bands, I've recorded at least twenty minutes of various times when you think you were alone, sometimes diddling yourself while looking at a pocket size picture of Sunset Shimmer, or other times moaning her name while doing the same thing as the former."

"It's true, she showed me," Sonata added, moving next to her. "Most of the moments are at really good angles and clear picture. Good audible, too."

Their leader stared at the two, deathly silent. A few seconds later…

"I'm going to smother you both to death in your sleep."

Rather than be terrified by the icy-toned threat, Aria had the gall to snort.

"You mean the way Sunset did to you with her tits?"

"Not a bad way to go," Sonata reasoned cheekily.

Adagio looked ready to tear them both to shreds, but movement in her peripheral made her halt, turning her ire to whoever dared approa-

The anger gave way to surprise when Sunset stepped closer, stopping a few feet away from her crush. She was blushing, looking into Adagio's eyes with cautious hope. The siren saw this, a deep blush forming on her cheeks. She bit her lips as she looked away, but her amethyst eyes glanced back at the redhead, nervousness plain on her face.

They just stood in front of each other, neither knowing what to say, unsure of what to do.

"Ahem."

Both ladies turned to the voice, seeing Rarity calmly approaching, placing her hands on Sunset's shoulders, a gentle smile on her lips. "Perhaps you two should get cleaned up. Principal Celestia said you could use the showers in the girls' locker room."

"Yeah," Applejack said stepping up beside the dressmaker, giving Sunset a warm smile. "A warm shower should help ya'll feel better. And give you both a chance to talk."

"Totally," Rainbow piped up, Twilight and Fluttershy nodding in agreement.

Sunset looked to each of her friends, seeing understanding and support in their eyes. She smiled back tearily. "Thanks, guys."

"Great!" Pinkie chirped, popping up out of nowhere. She held up her hands, holding a large spoon in each one. "You two hit the showers. We'll get started on the cleanup!"

"Uh, what are the spoons for?" Sunset asked.

"For the Jell-O, silly!" Pinkie replied. "I'm not letting that pool of gelatinous goodness go to waste!"

Most of the girls exclaimed in disgust at this.

"Pinkie Pie!" Rarity practically shrieked. "You're not actually planning on eating that Jell-O! Are you?!"

"Yeah, why not?"

"Sunset and Adagio just got done wrastlin' in that!" Applejack pointed out.

"And they had sex in it, too!" Rainbow added vehemently. "I'm pretty sure they creamed in it!"

"I don't think so," Pinkie simply replied. "I'm pretty sure they licked up most of each other's juices." Everyone just gawked at the pink-haired girl. Did she really just say that? "Even if they didn't, that's just extra flavor," she reasoned. She then turned to the blue Dazzling, holding out one of the spoons. "Sonata, wanna join me?"

"Do I!" the ditzy siren cheered, happily accepting the utensil.

"Hey! Can I have some, too?"

Everyone looked down to see Spike, drool dripping from his tongue and his tail wagging excitedly.

"Sure thing, Spike! The more the merrier! Come on, that Jell-O's not going to eat itself!"

"Yeah!"

"Wait for me!"

"Spike, no! That's not sanitary!" Twilight shouted, chasing after her dog.

"Come back! You might get sick!" Fluttershy cried, following her bespectacled friend.

"I think we'll go grab some mops and buckets," Applejack volunteered herself and Rainbow.

"And a lot of disinfectant spray," added Rainbow, going with her fellow athlete.

"Yeah, you do that," Aria waved them off, taking out her phone. "This is too hilarious not to film."

With that, the two former competitors were left alone.

"Ugh, if I ever see another serving of green gelatin again, it will be all too soon," Adagio said, casting a disdainful look at the Jell-O pool.

Sunset watched as she turned to head for the girls' locker room, but then she stopped, casting a side glance at the redhead, a look of contemplative uncertainty on her face. She stared quietly for a moment, before closing her eyes and heaving a resigned sigh. She opened her eyes, turned to Sunset and held out her hand, giving her fellow Equestrian a small smile. "Shall we?"

Sunset smiled back, feeling a hopeful warmth filling her. She placed her hand in Adagio's and answered softly. "Yeah."

The two walked to the showers at a leisurely pace, hand-in-hand.

---

A little later, over at Crystal Prep, Indigo Zap hobbled into the music studio, where her friends had just finished practicing the moves for their video. "Whazzup, gals?"

"Hey, Indy!" Lemon Zest greeted, wiping herself of with a towel; the other girls waved, acknowledging her presence. "How's the leg doing?"

"Getting stronger every day," she replied confidently making her way over to an open chair. "How's the routine going?"

"Oh, the dancing's going great," Sour Sweet said pleasantly, before her muttering dourly: "It's the lyrics that are a pain in the ass."

"Whaddya mean?"

"We're having trouble coming up with an original song," Sunny Flare answered, handing her athletic friend a bottle of water.

"That's the understatement of the year," Sugarcoat deadpanned before taking a long sip from her own.

"And the deadline for the contest is getting ready to pass," Lemon glumly added. "At this rate, we'll end up having our spring dance in the boring auditorium instead of on a yacht, like we promised everyone."

"Bummer," Indigo huffed.

"We can't just give up!" Sour snapped.

"What can we do, Sour?" Sunny asked rhetorically. "By now, Rarity has probably come up a new theme for their video."

"And the Rainbooms have a band," Sugarcoat pointed out. "They'll surely have a killer original song, and we don't."

Their lamentation was suddenly interrupted by snickering, courtesy of Indigo. "Oh, I don't think you have to worry about the Rainbooms any time soon."

"Why not?" Sour asked, confused.

"I just came from a little fundraising event they held Canterlot High today" the athlete explained. "They've got all the money they need."

This surprised the other Shadowbolts; they had been so busy practicing and trying to think of lyrics that they really haven't kept tabs on their competition.

"What did they do?" Sunny Flared asked. This made Indigo's grin grow wider.

"I just so happen to record the entire thing on my phone," she said, pulling said device from her pocket. "Wait 'til you see this shit."

The girls gathered around Indigo as she hit play.

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After the video ended, Indigo glanced around at her friends, gauging their reactions. She almost burst out laughing at their faces; they were all blushing, their jaws hanging open. None of them spoke throughout the video, too shocked, embarrassed, flustered and numerous other emotions to actually say anything. Now, with the recording finished…

"Damn! Who knew Sunset had such amazing tits!" Lemon blurted out. "Did you see the size of those puppies?!

"And the ass on Adagio," Sunny murmured appraisingly. "I'm actually jealous that it wasn't my face she sat on."

Sugarcoat removed her fogged up glasses, revealing her unblinking, glazed-over eyes. She then bluntly uttered: "That was hot."

"Right? I definitely got what I paid for, and then some," Indigo giggled. "What did you think, Sour?"

The question was answered with silence.

The girls looked to the pink-and-green haired woman, her face stoic, her eyes staring at nothing.

"Sour?" Sunny called, perplexed by her fellow student's current demeanor.

Finally, Sour Sweet turned to her friends, her eyes now alight with determined fire.

"Forget the music video, we're making a porno!"