The Strangely Sexy Door

“My name is Brass Beauty,” said the Minotauress with something that looked like an attempt at a respectful curtsey.

“Sorry, I don’t have anything for you, ms. Beauty,” said Rarity with her own respectful curtsey, “all my bags are in the room above us. That said, care to explain why and how you were down here?”

“I don’t really know for sure, when was the last Minotaur Maze Meeting?”

Rarity blinked in confusion a few times before saying, “I honestly don’t know, I wasn’t aware of such things before you mentioned it. The only minotaur my friends and I have any real knowledge of or encounters with is Iron Will, and even then our interactions with him have proven to be less than cordial or pleasant.”

Brass Beauty facepalmed and slid her hand down her face for a moment before saying, “What did my younger cousin do?”

“Cousin? But his name doesn’t quite line up with yours.”

“That’s because he’s my cousin on mother’s side.”

“Oh, well,” said Rarity trying to recall everything her friends mentioned about their experiences with Iron will. “We first encountered him when he held a self-assertiveness seminar a while back, my friend Fluttershy attended. He was rather...forceful in his approaches and his ‘advice’ to Fluttershy made her far less pleasant to deal with for a short time, that all got cleared up after a few days, thankfully. The second notable time he was encountered, my friend Twilight was on an airship ride that her family was kind of duped into participating in, he had made it a themed cruise without informing Twilight or her sister-in-law they were the main reason for the rest of the passengers, he even held an event prize that was not within the family’s knowing consent. He got thrown off the airship while it was still in the air a few days into the whole cruise when it was revealed his business arrangements were not consented to by the family and then a **** contract was made by him and Twilight was then thoroughly abused and ignored by him.”

“Will always did chase profits over all else,” Brass Beauty deadpanned, “he was pretty good at making money when he was little but I suspect most of those early profits were not for the reasons he thought they were.”

“Maybe we should work on getting out of here before continuing our conversation.”

“Sounds like a good idea.”

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While Rarity and Brass were having their discussion, then search of the room on the floor below, Pinkie and Applejack were still stuck trying to decide where to go. The two clearly didn’t want to go anywhere without Rarity. The two were debating how to deal with the situation. After concluding that Rarity was likely trying to reach a point she could meet up with them they decided to chance one of the doors, the one with teleportation magic.

After gathering up all their things, and Rarity’s (Rarity had left everything, including her staff, behind in her fall)

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Rarity and Brass manage to make their way to the door they found, after a considerable amount of time searching, at the back left of the chamber, which was considerably large. The door seemed to be crafted of solid iron, or steel, it was hard to tell with what looked like almost half the door covered in rust.

When Rarity went to try opening it the handle came right off, “Well, that’s problematic,” said Rarity in a concerned voice. After seeing the door’s handle break off, and looking to Rarity a bit in contemplation of what to do, Brass kicked the failing metal door and caused a cloud of rusty iron dust to spray around the two, almost triggering a coughing fit for the pair, that settled down to reveal a passageway that was just barely wide and high enough for the minotauress to walk completely upright, her head and horns were mere inches from the roof of the tunnel as the pair passed down it.

After a half hour or so of going down the passageway, it began to widen on the sides and the ceiling rose up a few feet, effectively giving both females some breathing room. A few minutes more and they came into a room, the door that was meant to block entry was in pieces inside the room and looked like someone had gone to town on it with a hammer and ax, that was forty feet wide and almost a hundred feet long with a fifty-foot ceiling. The room was barren, aside from the kindling that was once a door and a shattered wooden treasure chest a short ways left of the entry door the room had nothing to offer, on the other side of the room, almost a straight shot from entry door, was a fifteen-foot tall door that was almost half as wide as it was tall, with what looked like a jutting relief of some sort of figure.

Rarity and Brass approached the door with some sense of unease. When they got close enough they could see the figure that took up almost the entity of the center of the door was felinoid of some kind that was just a bit shorter than Rarity, the figure had a bust that looked like it was at the dividing line between D and E cups in size but the extra bits down lower made Rarity kind of pause for a bit, and not entirely for the reason she usually would, because this figure also had a massive penis that curved upwards and stopped short of the figure’s bust by maybe half a foot or so with a width proportional to Brass’s fist and a pair of balls the size of a small cantaloupe. The Arms and legs of the figure appeared to be wholly melded into the door, leaving only the torso, head, and extra bits mentioned above.

Once the pair were within 15 feet of the door the figure within it seemed to open her eyes, the figures body structure clearly indicated a female, said eyes looked like solid brass, the same color as the door’s supposed but hidden hinges, looked at them and said, a very feminine feline voice, “Oh, thank all the divine forces! I’ve been so lonely; it’s been...I don’t know, I’ve been here for ages and ages, I can barely remember anything.”

“Who...What are you? I’ve never seen anything of your like before,” said Rarity in surprise, and from the looks of things, Brass was in the same boat as her.

“I am...it’s so hard to remember, I’ve been here for so long most of my memory is gone,” she started weeping a bit for a few seconds, “I was an adventurer, can’t remember what kind, and then I did...something that got me placed here. The one who put me here, can’t remember what they were like, I can barely remember their words, said something about me being the room’s new guardian and proud of ...some kind of something. They said the only way for the door I am part of to open is for me to feel release, but only the one who made me what I am now could do that, every adventurer who came here failed...they collapsed trying to open me...the one who did this to me then took them and used them for something, I never got any clues as to what and if I had seen and heard the hints before I became this then I’ve already forgotten it all.”

“So, in order to get the door open, we have to...get the door off? That seems like an extremely pointless security measure that’s more perverted than anything else,” said Rarity, “I doubt I have the capability to even try.”

“Agreed,” said Brass, “but once we get the door open we can just remove it from its hinges, I think I might be able to pull off the feat but carrying the door could slow us down.”

“We’re not in much of a hurry,” said Rarity, she suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable and started feeling herself up, which given her attire had very kinky implications. After fumbling around herself for a bit, Rarity was surprised to find the Eye Stamp Twilight had handed her before all this craziness had gotten truly under steam. She held up a finger to indicate she needed a moment and went around and stamped 3 of the walls in the room, one of which was right next to the door, before returning to Brass’s side. “Sorry, I just noticed I had something on me that party member gave me with specific instructions, please continue with what you need to do.”

Brass approached the door, her head actually brought her to eye level with the figure in the door, and began to massage the balls of the door with one of her hands for several minutes, to no noticeable results. She then set to messaging the door’s member with her bosom, this resulted in the door giving a few erotic moans and pants but nothing to indicate it was building up for a release (which would be silly, there are very few cases of someone getting release seconds into a sexual act) but this remind true after almost 10 minutes of this, thankfully Brass didn’t get any splinters in her breasts from her playing with the wooden member.

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“This is ridiculous,” said Rarity as she stared at the door intensely and addressed it, after a twenty-minute conversation with Brass Beauty. “At this point, you are nothing more than a waste of space that is our way and, in all honesty, probably should have been broken into pieces like the door leading in,” she gestured to the pile kindling that had once been a door.

The response Rarity got was not what she expected, the entity in the door gave a massive erotic moan. “Wait,” said Brass, “you have erotic responses to…”

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Pinking and Applejack had found themselves in a new room once they opened the door, a very barren room that was so big it could have been a storage area but most of the items had been removed and what crates and barrels did remain were in haphazard broken pieces scattered throughout the room. To add to the annoyance, all three doors that could be seen in the room had been busted open with their shards littering the entry to each of the tunnels they led to.

“Well, that’s just rude,” piped Pinkie in frustration, “somepony came through here and smashed in all the doors then didn’t bother to leave any potential treasure for whoever followed, that’s poor dungeon etiquette. If you’re gonna break all the doors the least you could do is leave barrel or two for whoever follows you to at least inspect.”

“Ah agree, sugarcube,” said Applejack, “sum dungeon divers ‘re jus’ plain indecent, ef Ah ever find out who tha varmit tha’ did this was Ah’m gonna do more than wan’ conversation wid ‘em.”