PonySuck Adventure

A: Investigate the carousel-looking building to your left

[OPTION A SELECTED]

*Now that you know the situation is a little more dangerous than you thought, you decide that clothing is a top priority for trying to weasel your way out of tricky situations from here on out (if that's even possible). Noticing the carousel-esque boutique off to the left, you head towards it in search of something useful. Only a short distance away and with Ponyville still looking like a ghost town, you manage to make it there without being captured by any stray mares.*

*You arrive at the stable door and knock a few times rather cautiously, wanting to keep your arrival a secret. Instead of the top door swinging open, the bottom one does, and it hits your knee, leaving a bruise as you deal with the sudden pain. The pony that answers the door is not a full grown mare, but instead a tiny little filly with a light grayish coat and a fluffy mulberry mane.*

*You raise an eyebrow at the young filly standing at a height barely below your knees. You hadn't expected to find a child here, but her warm, innocent smile assures you that she's not like those mares in heat you faced before. She eyes your tall form with a look of surprise, her welcoming smile persisting with a little shine of wonder as she greets you.*

"Wow, you're tall... I mean... Hi, and welcome to the Carousel Boutique! Can I help you with something?"

*You chuckle lightly at the filly's practiced greeting before nodding down, gesturing at the loincloth that barely covers you. She treats your nakedness as if it's no big deal, not immediately noticing the problem you have with it as her voice manages a squeaky, if high-pitched, tone.*

"Do you need something to wear?"

*Answering with a nod, you watch her step aside and open the top half of the door to allow your entrance. You awkwardly make your way inside the filly's abode, keeping an eye out for anyone else. This filly can't possibly be in charge of this whole place, can she?*

"If you're looking for my big sister, she's been in bed all morning. I tried waking her up earlier but she said she had some weird dream and she felt all ''tingly.'"

*The amount of sewing materials and rows of clothes lining the walls *almost** distract you from the filly's words. Her emphasis on describing her sister's condition immediately tip you off that you should not be here. Considering the other mares you've encountered so far, being trapped in a room with another one like that just reeks of trouble. Knowing where this is going, you shift around in place and turn to leave when you hear a posh voice call out from behind you.**

"Who was at the door, Sweetie Belle?"

*Slowly, you turn back around as if to meet your fate head-on when you spy a noticeably perturbed mare in the doorway across from you. Her light fur is darkened with sweat, and her mane is disheveled with hairs poking out every which way to the point where you could call it "bed hair." She keeps her azure-colored eyes on her little sister first, clear anger on her face hinting that she'd probably just being interrupted while doing something *very** important.**

"It's a customer, Rarity!"

*The filly makes a sort of declaration, surprised to get a visitor at all considering the empty town this boutique resides in. Sweetie Belle gestures towards you with her hoof and Rarity follows it to meet your eyes. Well, your *chest** first, as her pupils widen in surprise at you before they ever begin to trace upwards. A small smile forms on her face as you spy her horn glow a light blue as her mane re-arranges itself into a fine, springy coil. You're impressed by her ability, but also somewhat scared as she trots toward you with a familiar gleam in her eye.**

"Why, hello darling! My sincerest apologies for my appearance. I am Miss Rarity, a fashionista and the seamstress of Ponyville."

*She introduces herself with a feminine allure and elegance you haven't seen in mares up to now. From where her gaze travels after she speaks, you already know what she's after. Keeping yourself covered with your loincloth, you simply watch as the filly leaves you two alone, somehow knowing where this is going as well.*

*Once Rarity's stare finds your waist, she utters a groan of disappointment as she realizes you've seen fit to cover your most intriguing assets. With a sigh, she turns around and makes her way back through the doorway, leaving you with the sight of her full rump as she trots over to a bedroom of sorts. You forgive yourself for lagging behind a bit as you take a moment to check out that lush behind of hers. You then follow her into her fancy bedroom, where she lies in wait at the foot of her bed. Looking back at you with a half-lidded gaze, she pats the edge in front of her and calls back to you in a sultry tone.*

"Well, I'll see what I can do for you. Come here, darling."

*There's a noticeable hint of playfulness as she tells you to sit. You obey, smiling as you seat yourself on the surprisingly comfortable mattress. The situation is very arousing to you, as the mare's teasing personality gets you to do as she wishes for the moment. She looks at you with a slight frown before placing her dainty hoof on your thigh, rubbing into your soft skin with a feather-light touch you wouldn't have expected from an equine.*

"Aww, no need to be nervous. It's simply a formality, darling. How do you expect me to work for you if I can't expect you to return the favor in kind, hmm?"

*Admittedly, the mare has a point. Wasting time here may not get you any closer to the castle, but with such an attractive mare looking at you in such a way, it's difficult to refuse her tempting offer. With your loincloth still on you, you're able to escape if you're that daring. Otherwise, you'll just have to trust another mare with your kielbasa sausage for now.*

*From here, you choose to...*

OPTION A: Allow Rarity to sample your wares (turn to page 60)

OPTION LOINCLOTH: Dispose of your loincloth by distracting the mare with it and bailing on this situation altogether. (turn to page 26)