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The full-length mirror was standard issue to every park worker's room. It was there to help the works prepare for the day; their appearance was tantamount to their performance, after all. Their main functionality was being appealing and making sure that the park goers were pleased and pleasured however in whatever fashion they required. Sunset Shimmer's clothing complimented the lovely shade of her skin. She was a construct, created with aesthetic and personal pleasure and preference in mind. Though she certainly had her own personality and an artificial intelligence that allowed her to function with her own prerogative and desires, in the end, she was created for a purpose... and she was created to enjoy that purpose above all other things.

At least when they'd programmed her, they'd done it with her pleasure and enjoyment of her job in mind. It was a purely selfish reason of course; if she enjoyed herself, she was going to do a better job than if she didn't. Whatever the reason, she was happy about it, because it meant that she spent each and every day doing something that she adored.

Today was going to be another day in paradise.

The occupants of the park were all designed with pleasure in mind, and Sunset Shimmer was no different than the rest of the workers. They were made to be multi-functional. For a moment, she held up the harness in her hands, slipping it around her waist and turning to and fro; it did nothing to hide her cunt, but instead accented that portion of her body. Her eyes roamed over the sparkle on the harness, the stones set to match her skin tone... but she wasn't sure. She took a moment and allowed her cock to spill forward from the hidden compartment where it usually resided within her body.

All of the park's inhabitants were capable of manifesting a cock if they needed; they were, after all, made to fit into anyone's desires. Quite frequently, the female patrons wanted a dick, and every doll was well suited to give whatever gendered genitalia was desired. Her hands came down, settling on the swell of her hips for a moment as she twisted again. She wasn't sure that this was right -- she'd worn the harness yesterday, and though she felt magnificent in it, she'd noticed that some of the others who were running around in their bikinis were getting more attention. Maybe it was simply the fact that the outfits, while still just as revealing, were more familiar to the people who came to the park.

Whatever the reason, she wanted to make sure that she was afforded just as much attention as the rest of the crew -- after all, she wasn't judged on many things, but there was always performance reviews. The owners of their amusement park liked to see which attractions were getting the most attention, which deserved upgrades, and who could be left to their own devices because they weren't pulling in quite as much as they needed to.

Sunset Shimmer was not going to be one of those girls. She was a top ranker, and she was going to stay that way.

With that in mind, she dug into her closet and found the new, shining red bikini that had been placed there earlier. She hadn't worn it out yet, but she was certain that it would grab the attention that she wanted, that she craved.

The fabric gave off a near metallic sheen, though it was still soft and easily stretchy over the swell of her breasts and the plumpness of her ass. She took a moment to retract her prick, allowing the material to slide over her pussy. The crotch was, of course, nonexistent, and the top of the bikini had holes for her breasts to spill through.

She turned back to the mirror, swishing her hips back and forth for a few moments and enjoying the way that her outfit caught the light. She quickly allowed her prick to slide out of its sheath and marveled at the way that the darker orange of the thick flesh was only accentuated by the fiery sparkle of the bikini.

The outfit was perfect.

She took a moment to run her fingers through her multi-colored hair, make sure that her outfit was properly in place, and then she exited her apartment.

The park was open from 10 am until midnight, and she was always made sure to get to her station in Pornyville a few minutes early, just in case there was anything that she needed to get straightened up. There wasn't a strict schedule to what they were to do and not do, but they were required to report to their stations for the first two hours of the park being open; the people who held the early park passes were able to come and enjoy time with their favorite attractions, instead of searching the park between Pornyville and Digiland for who they wanted to find. It never failed that Sunset Shimmer's time was completely encompassed for those first few hours, and she knew that today would be no different.

She had a few moments to get positioned on the prop that her showcase had for the day; it was nothing more than a simple lounge chair, with an umbrella above it and sand piles scattered on the stage. She instantly had a desire to go to the beach, and she filed a mental note for the fact that she would do so as soon as she was off for the day. She had to push those thoughts aside, though, because she could hear the chattering murmur of voices that let her know that the park had officially been open. With an impish smirk, she picked up a pair of large black sunglasses from the small table beside her and settled herself onto the chair, allowing her legs to prop up on the end of the lounge chair, slightly parted so that anyone passing by could see the glisten of her cunt in the sunlight.

It only took a few moments for the first people to come to her display. They brought red wristbands up and scanned them to gain access to her area; they were special season pass holders, who didn't have to pay for entry into the areas separately. The first to come to her was a large shark, whose well muscled body that was encased in nothing more than a pair of board shorts and a tank top only made her want to go to the beach even more. She pulled the glasses down to the bridge of her snout and arched one brow at him salaciously.

"Going to hit the beach later on, big boy?" Her voice was a suggestive purr, and Sunset Shimmer basked in his instant reaction to her tone -- his hand came down to the front of his shorts, and he adjusted his sizeable cock.

Her eyes swept from him for only a moment, checking to see how long the line outside of her area was -- there were already plenty of people lined up, so she knew that she needed to make her first show of the morning something that would keep them waiting. From the way that the shark was shifting in his shorts, she had a feeling that he wasn't going to take long at all to make pop.

"I had to come see you," he was eager. He didn't even bother peeling the shirt from his chest before he pulled his cock out of his pants. It was thick in his hands, already hard from whatever images were playing in his head. His fingers could barely fit around the girth of it, and Sunset gave a small little shudder of delight. She liked it when they were sizeable, and it would show anyone and everyone watching that she could take anything and everything that they threw at her.

Her legs spread further on the lounge chair that she sat in, her knee falling to the side so that her pussy was fully exposed to the eager cetacean that stood before her.

"Well, you're seeing me now... so, what are you going to do about it?" Her voice was another taunting, throaty purr, and it was too much for the shark to resist. He came forward quickly; there was no preamble to what he wanted, no fooling around or attempting to woo her.

Then again, there wasn't a need to. She was a sure thing.

His cock thrust forward, forcing the tightness of her pussy lips to spread. He groaned out in pleasure before his prick had even half worked inside of her, and Sunset spread her legs wide, letting her slender calves come up to wrap around the swell of his tail spilling from his back.

"Mmm, you're a big boy, aren't you? Go on," she gyrated her hips temptingly at him, wondering if he'd stopped halfway inside of her because he was afraid of something.

"You can't hurt me," she worked her hips up again, forcing the fullness of his girth to spill inside of her; it stretched her insides, made a shudder of pleasure pour through her. She could feel him absolutely filling her. "I'm made of stronger stuff than that."

Whether it was her urging or the fact that he was fully housed inside of the slickened heat of her core and could no longer resist, the shark seemed to lose whatever reservations he had. His hips rocked forward hard and quick, and the length of him slid out of her for only a moment before he pounded forward again. This time, there was no hesitation, there was only the thick, long length of him banging hard and fast into the heat of her cunt, and the sensation of the lounge chair that she was sitting in actually scraping a few inches back from the strength in his hips. He thrust forward again, and her sunglasses spilled from her face, falling silently into the sand beside her as her hands came up to wrap around his broad shoulders as she took him in.

He was grunting and panting already, his sharp teeth showing where his tongue lolled out from the pleasure that was pulsing through him at the tightness of her body. The occupants of the park had some differences, but they were all designed with control over their bodies. There were some customers who wanted a girl that was loose -- but, unless she was asked, Sunset kept herself tight and damn near virginal with how she squeezed around whoever came to her. When her body gave a pulsing clench around the Shark, his head fell back, his jaw going all the more slack from the feeling of it.

"Fuck, you're just as good as he said," he spoke the words, though they were a half growl coming from his throat, and Sunset couldn't be completely sure that she'd heard him correctly. Still, she gasped out a response, allowing her voice to be far more breathy than it would have been otherwise; she was designed for stamina, but he was filling her, and it was her first fuck of the morning.

"I'm better."

The shark's dark eyes flickered to her face, and she could see that his pupils were so dilated that the small ring of dark blue that were his irises were hardly visible. He wasn't going to last for much longer -- thankfully, he didn't seem to care. He wasn't trying to put on airs for the people who were watching them. He only seemed to care about fucking her, and how good it felt to get his cock squeezed by the tightness of her pussy.

His hips continued to work and thrust, and she could feel the gyration of his pelvis with every downward stroke. He wasn't really trying to bring her to orgasm, but he was still managing, even without any kind of foreplay. Some of the people who came to her were only into foreplay -- Sunset could admit that she liked the ones who were more straightforward, like her masculine shark whose hips were losing their rhythm in the wake of the pleasure that was building and broiling inside of him.

Every arch of his hips made her breasts bounce, fully exposed through the material of her bikini, and offered up like two perfectly ripe melons for the taking. The shark dove down for just a moment to taste them, his tongue circling around her nipple and his sharp teeth giving the slightest nip, though he was careful not to break her skin.

Her fingers flexed, her nails, painted just as red as her bikini, dug into the rough skin of his back. His own hands formed near claws as they held tight to the lounge chair, and he completely gave himself over to the motion of his hips until they scraped nearly another foot across the platform, and his gasping breaths were turning into grunts and growls that showed exactly what kind of predator he was. In response, Sunset was whimpering and moaning. Each time he filled her, she could almost feel some string winding deeper inside of her cunt, some button that he was pushing over and over again and filling some unseen cup inside of her. Every droplet now was enough to threaten it to overflow -- every thrust was enough to nearly break the surface tension that he was building with the working rock of his hips.

"Oh, fuck!" He grunted the utterance out a moment before Sunset felt the hot spill of cum bursting inside of her. The heat and intensity of it were enough to elicit her own orgasm; they were also designed this way. If a park goer felt as though they had the prowess to make the workers orgasm through whatever means they brought about, it was all the better for them, after all. It made the ponies and Digimon happy, because they were getting an endless amount of pleasure... and it made the patrons want to come back for more affirmation of their capabilities.

Sunset's cunt clenched tight around the shark's spurting prick, milking more of his heated liquid from his sheath. She could almost feel the thickness of him pumping, swelling and relaxing, swelling and relaxing to bring his spunk forward until he completely filled her core and it was leaking from the channels of her pussy. She whimpered, nearly whining as one hand came to her hair, clenching the strands tight as her hips worked and rocked upward to meet his last few strokes before he nearly fell atop of her in exhaustion. His breath was coming hard and fast, and she could feel the thundering of his heart pressing against the fullness of her breasts.

"Fuck," he murmured the word out again, but it wasn't a shout this time. It was a low, growled declaration of the pleasure that she'd just experienced. Sunset's walls gave one more tight clench, so the male atop of her actually let out a low, shaking laugh and forced himself to pull out of her still tight core with a wet, popping sound when he slid the thickness of his slowly deflating prick out completely. His semen oozed along the chair, and for a moment he allowed his eyes to drift along the length of her well-used body.

"Gotta upgrade my bracelet to VIP so I can get more time with you." He took a few moments to fumble his prick back into his shorts, and cast her a large grin, all sharp teeth.

"I hope you do, sugar," she winked at him, and his hand instantly came to the red bracelet on his arm. If he managed to get a golden one, he would be able to rent time with her specifically -- one on one, for as long as he was willing to pay for.

It was pricey, and not many people could afford it... but Sunset could tell that he was seriously thinking about it.

That meant that she'd done her job right. Good.

---

With her scheduled time over and done with, Sunset hit the showers quickly to freshen herself up before she started her mandatory roaming time. The patrons who frequented the park didn't come just to get their rocks off by fucking the attractions -- they also came to get their rocks off by watching the attractions fuck one another. Sunset shimmer had a few favorite places that she liked to hit up, and a few of her fellow workers who she was more than just a little fond of.

Today, she had plans to meet Renamon at the ice cream stand in Digiland, in front of the Ferris Wheel. Not only was it a location that had a nice amount of shade, so that they wouldn't bake in the sun... but it was also a great place to grab the attention of the people waiting in line for the ride, as well as the people who were getting some ice cream to cool themselves on the warm summer day.

It only took her a few moments to make her way across Pornyville and into Digiland -- along the way she passed Fluttershy, who was happily having a display of affection with all of her little animal friends, and Twilight Sparkle.

"Hey, Sunset Shimmer!" Twilight waved at her merrily and then resumed fucking the squealing, bucking Princess Celestia beneath her. The two were bent over the railing of one of the merry-go-rounds, and people were watching them go at it as they spun in slow, lazy circles.

"Hey, Twilight!" Sunset called over her shoulder -- she couldn't stop to watch, or to chat, though. She had places to be, and she could see the large wheel peeking up over the horizon far before she made it to her destination. It was a particular favorite of the park patrons; the wheel had closed baskets, and each basket had a different Digi-doll inside of it. It was a game of chance, and a fun way to get a view of the entire park and what fuckary was going on while engaging in coitus yourself. Sunset Shimmer had been one of the wheels attractions before, and it was always entertaining to see who was going to come into the door, and how they were going to react to the prize that they'd won. People paid good money for their ride, after all, and she wanted to make sure that they weren't disappointed with what they got.

Renamon was already by the ice cream stand when Sunset got there -- the fox-like Digimon was licking on an ice cream cone, her keen blue eyes watching the wheel as it spun slow, lackadaisical circles. Every basket had two settings -- clear and fogged. Most of the people inside allowed the sides to remain clear, so every time the wheel spun another basket by, you had a view of another 'Mon getting boned or doing the boning in one way or another.

I was fun to watch -- she spent her breaks here sometimes.

"Ren," Sunset's voice was a sweet, clear chirrup as she called out, and Renamon turned her head from her voyeuristic endeavors with a smile on her face.

"I thought for a minute that you were going to be late, Shimmer."

"You wouldn't let me live it down if I were," Sunset's reply was sweet, even if her words were a bit contrite. She strolled to Renamon's side, leaning in long enough to take a slow lick of the cone that she held before turning her gaze to her. The Renamon was wearing a light pink tank top with a keyhole cutout in the front so that her full breasts were bare to anyone who cared to look. She also had on knee-high boots and a pair of jean shorts whose crotch was missing; all of their attire gave easy access to the Digimon's body, as was standard for their attire.

"That's true. You know people would be waiting, otherwise." And it was an honest fact. Shimmer and Renamon had fans who would come to watch their performances at least once a week. After their first meetup, which hadn't been planned at all, they'd noticed the crowd that they'd drawn. That, paired with the fact that they honestly enjoyed each other's company, made for an advantageous situation. They made it a regular thing to meet three days out of the week, at least.

Already, a crowd was gathering around the little ice cream parlor and Sunset Shimmer felt a burst of excitement trilling through her. After all, it was her turn to fuck.

Her hand came between her legs, and she stroked the soft flesh of her pussy for just a moment before allowing her cock to slide out. Though it could be a quick thing, she liked to put on a show when people were watching her -- it came out one slow inch at a time, already hard and erect, ready to perform, until she was holding ten inches in her hand, and found herself quite pleased with the fact that her bikini was framing it so well. Renamon's eyes dropped to the length of her shaft, and she licked her muzzle in anticipation. With a grin, Sunset Shimmer came forward, taking the remaining ice cream cone from Renamon's hands and giving it one final lick before tossing it aside and advancing on the Digimon.

Her hands instantly came out, wrapping around Ren's wide hips and pulling her close so that she could grind her cock between them. The sensation brought a low moan of pleasure and delight from deep within Sunset's chest. She'd enjoyed her time earlier, but she really felt in her element with Renamon pressed tight to her frame.

"Do you remember how much of a tease you were last time," Sunset's voice was low, soft and throaty. Her words were for Renamon alone, and the Digimon gave a small shudder pressed tight to her. Of course, Renamon remembered; it had been her turn to fuck Sunset last time, and she'd taken her sweet time doing it. She'd plowed the poor pony until she was shivering and shuddering and nearly begging. Sunset was going to make sure that her dear friend experienced the same in return.

It wasn't necessarily a punishment, of course. They were both going to enjoy themselves, after all.

"You're going to make me malfunction," Renamon giggled the words out as Sunset shifted her hips so that the flared and flat tip of her pony prick pressed against the slicked folds of her cunt. She was already so wet, her body having prepared as soon as she knew that she was going to be fucking soon.

"I think you'll survive," Sunset was grinning, but her hips thrust forward -- it was in exact opposition to what Renamon had expected. Instead of taking it slow and building up the excitement, Sunset pounded hard inside of her without warning -- the length of her prick was so long that it nearly distended the fox-Digimon's stomach, and she let out a low shout of shocked pleasure as she tumbled backward. Sunset easily guided her to the metal table that park-goers could sit at while they relaxed and watched the wheel; of course, there were plenty of surfaces all around the park, and they were encouraged to use each and every one of them at any point in time.

"Woah," Renamon's voice came out a little sharper than usual, and her crystalline eyes were a flash of heated excitement. Sunset Shimmer usually took it a little easier on her -- her prick was larger than others, reflective of her horse anatomy. They were designed to take as much or little length as they were given, though... so Sunset knew that she could handle it... and she was handling it quite well. Renamon's long legs spilled upward, wrapping around Sunset's hips; she ground her pelvis upward, so that for a moment the pony's cock was completely and utterly buried within the warmth of her depths.

They could both sense that the crowd around them was already growing, just from that first motion... and they both felt a trill of excited pleasure at the knowledge that they were being watched. Their complete lack of shame was part of what made the park so appealing; none of the ponies or Digimon who worked there had anything to be ashamed of, though.

It simply wasn't in their design.

"Sunset," Renamon breathed her name out softly, and Sunset Shimmer's eyes gave a small glint of delight.

She'd been asking the pony not to hold back for quite some time, and it seemed as though Sunset Shimmer had chosen today to give her just that; they both knew that this was going to be a show that no one forgot. Sunset's fingers slipped through the grate of the metal table, holding tight so that she could get perfect leverage, and she felt Renamon shifting beneath her, moving until her tail was out of the way and her ears flickered forward in delighted excitement and eager readiness.

"Fuck me hard, Sunset," and when the pony above her only just shifted her hips, she added in a sweet and teasing voice, "Please?"

And that was more than enough for Sunset. She'd been with Renamon so many ways before -- she'd taken her slow and been taken slowly. She'd made her beg from foreplay, and she'd been given the same treatment in turn. Renamon had plowed her as hard as she could, but her cock, while a good size for a fox-type creature, didn't measure up to a pony prick.

No, this was something altogether different... altogether new, and altogether perfect for the both of them.

Renamon let out another shout that pulled attention from some of the individuals who were riding the Ferris Wheel. For those onlookers, some of the occupants had actually made the Digimon that they rode with turn, so that they could watch the pony and Digimon going at it -- it was like live pornography, and it was more than enough to help them to get off. Others had actually stopped having sex altogether, and were staring with fascination and arousal at the scene that was transpiring before them; Renamon and Sunset Shimmer were like two, glowing beacons of sweet orange in the bright light of the day, and the cleared area where the ice cream was served was the perfect stage for the two of them to show off. Anyone at the top of the wheel could see that there was already a half circle around them of people who had come to watch, and that the circle was growing wider and wider as the moments passed.

Of course, they'd picked the location for a very specific reason; people frequented the Ferris Wheel, yes... but there was also a camera that recorded and threw up onto a large screen the occupants of the wheel. It spilled out just far enough that the pony and Digimon were caught on the bottom of the screen when the backed up onto the table.

It was strategic, and it got an enormous amount of eyes on the two of them.

That was exactly what they both wanted.

Sunset Shimmer's hips were working hard and fast, so that her tail was bouncing in time with her full ass cheeks, which showed through the thong-style bikini bottoms that she wore. Her entire body was rocking with the motion of her hips, and the table might have very well moved from it, had it not been bolted to the ground.

Renamon was letting out low grunts with each thrust, and anyone close enough could see that Sunset's cock was hitting her very limits, driving so hard and so deep that her stomach actually protruded just slightly with each bump of the flat head. Both of them could feel their bodies straining with the strength that was going into their fucking, and there was no other way to describe it... they weren't making love, and they weren't fooling around.

They were fucking, and fucking hard.

The motion of it sent Sunset's breasts to bouncing, up and down hard enough that the sound of her flesh clapping against her flesh echoed even in the loud environment around them. Renamon's full globes also bounced in time, larger than Sunsets and rocking so hard that they nearly hit the fox-Digimon's chin. Her body writhed with it, her fingers digging, grasping around, trying to find purchase on something to keep her anchored to the world before one finally slid down and she grabbed hold of Sunset's ass, her left digging into that full cheek and the right wrapping around her tail and holding tight, dragging her hard and fast into her body so that they were both driving Sunset Shimmer hard and deep into Renamon's cunt.

"Oh, yes! Shimmer, you've been holding back!" Renamon's voice was going wild, the tone of it light and airy, as though she couldn't quite catch enough breath for the words that she meant to utter out. Sunset could feel her entire body warm and engaged from the number of people that were watching -- her head twisted around for only a moment. The crowd around them was larger than anything that they'd had before. Perfect.

Everything was perfect.

Her attention, however, was quickly turned back to Renamon. The Digimon yanked her tail to make sure that it was. With a low, salacious grin, Sunset put her full attention into what she was doing. She ground her hips down, and then brought her hand in between the two of them. Her thumb and forefinger found Renamon's clit, swollen from the pleasure that she felt and the orgasm that was already building up inside of her. She pinched the bud for just a moment, and then shifted so that her middle and pointer finger was working to rub back and forth against that swollen button, sliding, flicking, and rolling it with each thrust of the pony's hips until Renamon began to completely crumble beneath her touch and the hard thrust of her prick.

"Ahhh! Sunset! I--" She closed her eyes tight, and Sunset watched as her nipples grew harder, felt as her body began to tremble beneath her. She clenched, rocking and whimpering again, "I can't hold on for much longer, I--"

"Then don't," Sunset twisted her hand, snaking her drenched fingers from Renamon's clit to her ass. She didn't have to worry about getting her ready -- they were designed to be able to have any hole penetrated at any time. The invasion of Sunset's fingers, digging deep into that hole while her cock still pounded relentlessly into Renamon's pussy was too much for the Digimon to take.

She screamed, and it was loud enough that the sound spilled through the air, cut to the very top of the Ferris Wheel, and echoed nearly back to Pornyland. Her cunt clenched hard around Sunset's cock, tight and sweet and almost enough to make the pony lose herself to the sensation of it.

Almost -- but Renamon had made her beg last time, and she'd warned the Digimon that she was going to make her pay. It was payment delivered in pleasure, and in orgasm.

And one simply wasn't enough.

Her body continued its relentless assault, her fingers curving to continue to stroke into Renamon's ass. Beneath her, the Digimon's eyes flared wide, and understanding of what Sunset Shimmer intended crossed over her features. She might have laughed, but a low whimpering cry of pleasure escaped her throat again as her orgasm continued to sweep through her.

Sunset could feel her own building and bubbling up. The sweet clench of Renamon's cunt was almost enough to have her let loose; almost... but not quite. Instead, she continued to rock, continued to roll her hips. She thrust even harder than she had before, holding tight to the table with the hand that still kept her anchored there. Her frame, shorter than Renamon's stood out proud and strong, and anyone watching could see the flex of each of her muscles as she drove into the fox with every ounce of strength that she had, until Renamon started to pant harder again, until a low, whimpering whine spilled through the air once more, and Sunset's hips and prick and fingers fucking her ass brought her to orgasm again.

"Suns--ahh, fuck! Please! I--" Broken indeed. Of course, she hadn't actually done any damage to the Digimon. But seeing the usually smooth and elegant Renamon broken down to stuttering in pleasure was almost as satisfying to Sunset Shimmer as the orgasm that was slowly swelling inside of her.

It was only as her relentless fingers brought the Digimon to her third orgasm and the warm gush of Renamon's fluids actually spilled out and onto the table beneath them, soaking against the Digimon's thighs and spattering up to Sunset Shimmer's hips that she finally allowed herself to give in. The clenching of the worked cunt around her was enough -- she let her head fall forward so that the long locks of her hair trailed over Renamon's face, and a low moan of pleasure ripped into a shout of orgasm as it washed over her.

Her spunk came shooting out in this ropes that quickly filled Renamon to the brim. She thrust in hard and fast, filling the Digimon completely, making her stomach nearly swell at the amount of seed. Pleasure seared through her, ripping at every nerve, making her entire body feel like it was on fire -- she still had more to give though. She pulled back, wrapping both of her fingers around her cock so swollen with pleasure that she couldn't encircle it with one hand. She pumped the length hard, and her semen continued to spill, flying over Renamon's stomach, her full bouncing breasts, and spattering into her open and slack jaw and hitting her tongue.

Renamon swallowed reflexively, drinking the seed straight from the tap and writhing with the pleasure of it. Sunset rode her orgasm hard and continued to pump her prick until she painted the Digimon and slicked her fur with her seed -- it was a gorgeous sight, Renamon soaked with cum and panting to catch her breath.

When she finally pulled back, with Renamon looking at her with heavy-lidded, almost dazed eyes, Sunset couldn't help but chuckle.

The entire area had erupted in applause.

---

It had been a long day, but it had been a good day. Sunset checked her stats on the rank board in their personal lounge, and was pleased to see that she and Renamon both were right at the top. They'd climbed at least three ranks, which placed them in the top ten; they'd more than likely get more new outfits as a reward, and she personally couldn't wait. The bikini had been a real hit, so she was more than just a little certain that she'd get multiple versions of it before long.

For now, though, the sun was setting and the park was closing down. Once all of the customers were gone and everything had gotten locked up, the performers were allowed to roam freely as they wished, though quite a few of them simply stayed in their rooms or at the small parties that others threw.

Sunset Shimmer, though, had other ideas. She'd been craving it since she'd seen her stand earlier in the morning. The shark that she'd fucked had just made her want it more -- she was dressed perfectly for it, too. What she wanted more than any party or relaxation in her room was to go to the beach.

Luckily, the amusement park had one built in. The entire area backed straight up onto the ocean, and in the corner between Digiland and the Food Court area, there was a beach where park goers could go to relax and see the sights. Sunset knew that there would still be some people there -- the park workers who were programmed to run the food stands, the rides -- actually living, breathing people instead of dolls who were built to function at the park's leisure. The fact that the beach would still be a bit crowded didn't really bother her all that much though. The only thing that she could think of was the sensation of sand kissing her skin and the sound of the waves rolling and lapping gently against the sand. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped her as she approached the edge of the park, because she could already hear the sound over the cry of the gulls; with no roller coasters going, no loud music, no murmur of droves of people... it was clear as day.

"Hey, Sunset." A naga girl who usually ran the cotton candy stand waved to her, a soft smile on her face.

"Hey Lizzy," Sunset didn't stop to chatter. As much as she enjoyed being social, this wasn't one of those times. The beach was within her grips, and she knew that it would only take a few more minutes of walking to get there. There were no other delays between her and the gate, though a few others did say hello to her in passing.

The smell of salt water infiltrated her sensors, and she let her eyes drift shut for a moment, running her fingers through her multi-colored hair and parting it around her horn. Her ears flickered back and forth in delight, her tail giving a little swish before she stepped forward and onto the sand.

It was perfect, of course -- there were people laid out on towels all around her; the park employed a wide variety of individuals, and she saw multiple pairs of eyes turn in her direction. A sensation of warmth and delight pulsed through her, and her hands instantly came to the fastening of the bikini top that she wore.

Maybe she didn't have on the right attire after all. She stripped the top from her body and felt the cool, wet air kiss against her completely bare upper torso. A few of the employees kept their eyes trained on her, and the attention spurned her forward all the more. She pulled her bottoms from her body as she walked, fingers hooking easily into the ties on the side so that she didn't have to halt her pace as she moved. Instead, she wrapped the clothing into a neat ball and sat it on a nearby table. No one was going to take it -- her ID was stitched into the side, after all.

Her face turned to the cool breeze that was spilling along the beach, sending the moist water to cling to her completely bare flesh. Her full breasts were almost an orange glow in the soft light of the fading sun, and Sunset Shimmer couldn't help but feel a burst of joy and delight; she was being looked at, and she'd gone up in rank today. She made sure that when she moved, her hips sashayed, and that her hair caught in the light -- she knew that she was a vision, and she loved the fact that the people who worked here, the people who saw her day in and day out, were still compelled to check her out. There was a satisfaction there that she couldn't even begin to describe.

With a sigh of contentment, she made her way into the lapping waves of the ocean, wading out into the water and silently thanking the sky for the fact that she had the best job in the world.