Scootaloo’s next week

Monday

When Scootaloo left the strip club with Applebloom there was something different about her. Whilst her previous animalistic lack of inhibitions had subsided, unknowingly because the potion had expired, but she still saw the world in a new light. She’d always been a lesbian but she hadn’t been such the voyeur she was now.

Now every time she passed a mare in the streets her mind would take the time to imagine what their tits would feel like between Scootaloo’s hands. Or how their asses might jiggle if she could only see through the fabric. She also felt less of an urgent need to do something about what was happening to Sweetie Belle, she was confident that it would sort itself out.

Speaking of Sweetie Belle and Rarity, Scootaloo couldn’t help but find her mind drifting to them as they slept. And sure whilst she was still a little worried about her, she found herself now remembering how sexy they had been. How hot their little incestuous affair was, and how envious she was of Sweetie Belle being able to eat out her older sister, and unbelievably sexy Rarity was.

That night Scootaloo pushed his fingers into her cunt and masturbated herself to sleep.

Tuesday

Both crusaders were seniors at school and so still had to attend before heading back to the club. School had passed somewhat normally that day, though Sweetie Belle had again been off as she had often been these days. Now she knew why, but she trusted that Rainbow and Applejack knew what they were doing. Both Applebloom and Scootaloo were embarrassed to talk about how they visited the strip club, and they didn't talk about it much. So the day progressed as it usually would, albeit with Scootaloo's mind being distracted thinking about what Mrs Cheerliee might look like if she was on that stripper's pole, then her mind thought back to the strip club.

Her mind couldn’t shake the thought of going back there, she kept thinking about Sweet Melody and how sexy all those strippers were. She remembered how horny and good it felt being there watching, groping, perving. She had to go back, but her aunts couldn’t find out. So when she went back to the club she went alone and was disguised in a large brown hoodie.

Once inside she bought another of those potion drinks and went back out to the stages. All the strippers were exceptional, but Scootaloo's gaze was drawn to the familiar freckled pink unicorn from yesterday. To her delight, she was on the stage again today, shaking her fat ass for the crowd of mares before her.

Scootaloo threw her hood back as she watched Sweet Melody dance. The stripper noticed Scootaloo and invited Scootaloo for another private dance.

“I’m surprised you didn’t come here with your friend. Madame Cake told me that you two were to be given special treatment," Sweet Melody said as she spread Scootallo's legs apart with a delicate finesse.

"Umm... I don't think Applebloom would like to-" Scootaloo stammered before gasping as Sweet Melody’s tongue pressed against her clit. "Oh fuck that's good."

Sweet Melody pulled back for the briefest of moments. "I wouldn't worry too much about that slut, I'm sure she'll be back soon."

"Yeah I guess, we've just been worried," Scootaloo admitted as she pressed her legs around the unicorn's face. “Sorry, I shouldn’t talk about these sorts of things during sex.”

“Oh I don’t mind, I find smalltalk during sex quite the turn on. So go on.”

Grunting from pleasure Scootaloo was leaning her head back as the pleasure rippled throughout her body. Several gasps of erotic pleasure escaped Scootaloo’s lips before she continued. “So um w-what do you do-FUCK-outside of stripping?”

“Me? Well…” She pulled away from Scootaloo’s cunt, and instead replaced her tongue with her fingers. “Outside of stripping you mean? Well, I used to be a pianist, hence why I got this mark on my ass."

She accentuated her point by shaking her ass at Scootaloo, the tomboy’s eyes following the cutie mark as if entranced at which Sweet Melody giggled lightly. "Used to be a big deal as well. I was in a band with Octavia, all those stuffy types wanted me to play for them."

"So how did you become a stripper?" Scootaloo asked, chewing on her lips, struggling to keep from screaming in pleasure.

"Well I've always had a secret wild side, had a passion for **** sports and rock music. Used to be a huge fan of the Washouts before they broke up," she mussed casually, her fingers dancing in Scootaloo's cunt.

"Oh I remember them too, I even tried to be it -AH- it didn't go so well-FUCK!" Scootaloo squealed, her hands squeezing the armrests as she held back an orgasm. "But they're still cool, don't tell Rainbow Dash though."

Sweet Melody gasped in delight. "We have so much in common, but in any case I was also well a bit of a slut back then.”

“Not now?”

“Now I’m a huge slut.”

“What changed?”

“I invited Madame Cake to turn a trick with me. When she was fucking me, when she gave the potion, when she danced and swung her tits…well, I guess it awakened something in me.” Sweet Melody climbed onto Scootaloo’s thigh, her right arm still reaching down into Scootaloo's pussy even as she waved her freckled tits in front of Scootaloo's face like a pendulum.

"Fuck I wish I had some big tits like yours," Scootaloo admitted, seizing and groping those freckled tits.

"AH, and you would look perfect with them. I told you before that Madame Cake sells potions that'll give you some great big knockers for a day. Maybe you should give it a try," she whispered into Scootaloo's ear. A bright red blush spread across the pegasi's face as she was enraptured by the thought of it before she shook her head of the fantasy.

"I couldn't do that, could you imagine if somepony saw me it would be embarrassing. Besides it'll be too expensive, they're like fifty bits each," Scootaloo explained, trying to convince herself more than she was Sweet Melody.

The stripper however simply pursed her lips and reached into her stockings which had been stuffed full with tips, she pulled out a couple hundred and dropped it on Scootaloo’s lap. “Now you have to buy it.”

Scootaloo was shocked, gasps of pleasure and disbelief escaped her throat. She could feel herself about to cum now, as her eyes rolled back into her head. "I can't-I-"

"I make two thousand bits on a bad day dear Scoots, I can afford it. And I really want to see you with some big tits."

Wednesday

Scootaloo didn't bother paying attention in school that day, and as her eyes darted over to Applebloom she knew her friend wasn’t either. Last night as she left the Strip Club she had spotted Applebloom watching another stripper in the club with a glassy look on her face. She like her seemed to be planning another trip back to the club like Scootaloo was. The tomboy didn't confront her on this in school however, not when she had several doddles of sexy unicorns on her notes.

The seconds on the clock passed as if they were hours but as soon as the day ended Scootaloo made her way over to the club. When she entered the bakery that leads into the club she found Mrs Cake manning the counter.

“Somepony’s eager today, your usual Scootaloo?” Mrs Cake asked, smiling as she placed her usual potion on the counter. Scootaloo eagerly drank up that potion before considering what Sweet Melody had suggested. She had brought the notes that she had offered yesterday. "Waiting for someone hon?"

“No, I was just wondering…” Scootaloo glanced over at the fridge where the potions were kept. “If I could pay for one of those tit-enlarging potions. I mean they are temporary right?”

Mrs Cake smirked at Scootaloo and wordlessly placed said potion in front of the Pegasus. Hesitating only for the briefest of moments Scootaloo drank the potion. It was spicy, like fire on her lips.

At first, she felt a tingle on her nipples, before it became a surge. Her tits felt like a fire that was becoming an inferno as they ballooned outwards to truly obscene proportions. Her bra and shirt ripped apart as they struggled to contain her exploding tit flesh. Scootaloo's face turned from shocked to delighted as heat surged through her body, a mad instinct to paw at her expanding tits overwhelmed her.

"You look good dear. If you want I could sell you a potion to make those permanent," Mrs Cake suggested, lascivious eyes gazing at Scootaloo's new tits.

Scootaloo's hands were exploring her newly enhanced bust, idly wondering how she could stand with this new body, even if Mrs Cake's offer was tempting.

"No thanks." She shook her head and made her way through into the club. Inside she eyed each of the stages where the strippers danced and eyed the one she wanted the most. As she approached Sweet Melody the unicorn shot her a delighted little smile and angled her dance towards the tomboyish pegasus. Her eyes were drawn perfectly to the stripper's own body.

"Glad you could make it Scootaloo." She cupped the base on Scootaloo's chin. "And I'm loving the tits, you'll be the perfect slut in no time."

"Slut yeah..." she responded dreamily.

"Can you imagine what'll it be like? Being a slut like me?" Scootaloo's mind started to picture herself in Sweet Melody's position. A sexual object of lust whose purpose was only to be leered at. She imagined a crowd being turned on by her, her friends would be in it, Sweet Melody too and Rarity... Rarity most of all.

"You look so cute when you're horny, enjoy the show. I'll be off tomorrow but don't think that we'll see each other."

Thursday

Scootaloo was at home looking at her phone, this time she wasn't reading or watching porn. Nor was she checking the time to go to the strip club. No this time she was trying to contact Rainbow Dash but without much luck. Her surrogate sister had promised her that she and Applejack would do something about what was happening to Sweetie Belle. Yet it had been four days and she hadn't heard anything from either of them, and neither had Applebloom.

Scootaloo was now considering that Applebloom and her would have to take matters into their own hands. Not that they knew how to do that. And any time that Scootaloo would think about what they needed to do, she would start thinking of Rarity and how sexy she was and then she would get distracted.

"So Scootaloo I see your tits are back to their normal size. What a shame."

Scootaloo looked up to the door of her room where she spotted Sweet Melody standing there with her arms folded over herself, a cocky smile on her face.

“Sweet Melody?! What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to see my favourite customer, you didn’t tell me you had two hot lesbian aunts. How long did you think you could keep that a secret from me?”

The talk of **** reminded Scootaloo of Sweetie Belle and her gaze turned back to her phone to the texts she has sent Applebloom. Sweet Melody looked over her phone at the messages. “Speaking to your friend? She’s been quite the regular at the club, but she doesn’t seem to have a favourite like you. Poor Eclipse.”

“She’s been at the club too?”

“I don’t know why you two are so shy of admitting to each other how much of perverts you both are. But what are you two talking about?”

Scootaloo probably should have kept it secret, but something compelled her to explain everything to Sweet Melody who listened patiently, a conniving smirk on her lips. “Rarity hmm…she visited the club on Wednesday when you two were at school.”

“Rarity’s been there?”

“Indeed, she purchased the most VIP of the VIP treatment for herself. Quite the wealthy unicorn you see. She had every stripper for herself, all others were cleared out, leaving the club for herself.”

Scootaloo was intrigued, she wrung her hands in anxious anticipation as she looked at Sweet Melody. Perhaps she should hate Rarity for what she was doing to Sweetie Belle, but she wasn’t. No, she was intrigued. “What happened next?”

“She strode in with a natural dominance, stripped down to a romantic outfit. She told us she was better than us, more beautiful than we could ever be. She declared herself our Mistress and ordered us to serve her," Sweet Melody explained, her voice becoming light and breathy as she explained. Scootaloo could imagine it, the beautiful unicorn standing over them, with Scootaloo kneeling watching. Ready to fulfil any order she gave them.

"Many ponies have fetishes of being mistresses of course, but this time was different. There was something about her, in her voice, in her beauty, in her walk. When we called her beautiful we were sincere, when we called her Mistress we meant it. It was wonderful.”

Scootaloo could see it all in her mind’s eye, and her hand started to rub her pussy imagining it. “That must have been so hot.”

“It was, oh it was so very hot,” Sweet Melody purred, rubbing her own pussy as she thought about it. “Then she told us we were her slaves and we agreed and it was the truth, and it was so hot."

"Oh fuck," Scootaloo moaned, she could feel herself getting close to cumming just thinking about it, her hand picking up the pace

"And then it got better because she told us that she might have been our Mistress but she was a **** too."

"Wha-what?"

"Yes, you see she then invited her boyfriend Spike. That magnificent hunk of a dragon. She told us that we were all his slaves but she was his favourite. His diamond she called herself and that we were made to serve him, and we did and it was incredible. Bet you wish you were there."

Scootaloo couldn't hold back anymore, the thought of it was just too hot. So much to Sweet Melody's delight, she found herself cumming right there and there.

"And I didn't even need to touch you," she said with a smirk.

"But I'm not just satisfied telling you stories." She cupped Scootaloo's cheek. "Are you?"

Scootaloo shook her head.

"Good, one final thing. We've something special planned for you tomorrow make sure you don't miss it.

A/N: Special thanks to Juddon Warrior again for the commission. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, sorry it's a bit late.

Anyway, the setting polls have changed significantly. Canterlot and Clousdale have caught up and are now in the running and it's now neck in neck for the top spot.

Setting Vote: https://strawpoll.com/polls/B2ZBEWzkLgJ/results