Heather is a fresh convert to Equestria. Like most ex-humans, she didn't specify a special talent or job preference on her forms. Nothing unexpected; just one of many human cultural shortcomings.

Thankfully the Acclimation Department is there to help her find her place, and they have just the job for her. A job that anypony can enjoy. A job that trades in happiness. As a matter of fact, it's one of the oldest jobs there is.

Warning; Plot With Porn.
Note; While this story takes place in a (quasi-)Conversion Bureau setting, familiarity with the universe is not required.

Thanks to OkemosBrony for proofreading. Thanks to Sorren and Idylia for editing and prereading.

What people are saying about this story! —

"This left me feeling rather empty by the end of it, which is, I think, a good thing in the context of this story." — Idylia
"I liked it a lot. It was a big juicy steak that slugged me so hard at the end I had to use it to cover up my own black eye." — Sorren
"This does not represent the innocence of My Little Pony." — Moderator for the TCB-22 group.

Lets be honest; with an upvote/downvote ratio like that, you know it's gotta be good!