Early one afternoon, Fluttershy got the mail from her mailbox. As she pulled the mail out and closed the box, she noticed the letter on top had been sent from Princess Cadance. It was an otherwise nondescript letter, so she wondered if Cadance just wanted to be pen pals or something.

When she got inside she opened it to find a letter from the princess of love and lovemaking going thus:

Dear Fluttershy,

I am writing to you with an offer for a reward for all the things you and your friends have done for me and the Crystal Empire. I thought long and hard about how I could make this reward as personal as possible, considering presiding over your weddings, setting up your honeymoons, etc. but none of these struck the right chord somehow. I also remembered how badly my suggestion of helping you find your true loves went with certain ponies so that was off the table as well. Then I came up with the perfect idea.

If you'll recall, I am the princess of love and lovemaking, so I decided to focus on the second half. First the idea was each of you spends a week with me, but my dear Shiny shot that idea down, so I came up with something better: a week in the Crystal Empire, with your choice of high end prostitute, paid for by me.

Now, I know what you're thinking. “But Cadance, I don't know of any high end prostitutes!” Well, that's why in your mail you will find a copy of “Courtesans” and “Rent Boys”, since I don't know or particularly care about your gender preference. If you're up for it, send me back a letter telling me you want to do this and listing your top three choices in order of preference ASAP and then come on Saturday. The fun will start Sunday morning, or at least, that's when I'll start paying your “lover.”

Hope to hear back soon.

Sincerely,

Princess Cadance

Fluttershy considered the letter, unaware that it had been imbued with magic to make her much more receptive to the idea of spending the week with a high class prostitute. After a minute she decided that if she found somepony she really liked, she would go through with it. After all, it might be fun, and she was feeling a bit horny, in spite of, or perhaps because of, her virginity. She sorted through the rest of her mail, which was mostly junk and a few magazines before pulling out the copy of “Courtesans” Cadance had sent and tossing the copy of Rent Boys Cadance had also sent onto her pile of junk mail. Being an out of the closet lesbian, she had no reason to even pretend to consider the listings within it.

Turning to a random page, she found herself staring at the most beautiful woman she had seen in a long time. She looked to be around Fluttershy's age with pale white skin, light pink hair with a white skunk stripe running through it, a long, fluted white horn coming from her head, and striking purple eyes. She wore a slinky white evening gown, and on the opposite page was the same woman in a striking red bikini that left little to the imagination. Above all that, extending across both pages were the words, written in cursive, “Fleur de Lis” and below that, in block text, “The Gentle Goddess”.

She then looked over the rest of the page, which listed things like her age (23), height (5'9”), sexuality (bisexual), what she wasn't willing to do, etc. It also carried a long bio and a ten questions Q&A section. She read through it all, trying to find the reason this Fleur de Lis wouldn't sleep with her since she seemed too good to be true.

In the end, she didn't find anything that said “you're not good enough to sleep with me” or “I have no interest in people like you” within Fleur's ad, but still couldn't help but feel as if she had no chance with this woman. Still, she decided that Fleur would be her number one choice, for her apparent beauty and gentle nature. both of which had awoken a strong interest in her.

She looked through the rest of the catalog, finding two other people she thought she would be happy spending the week with. In her heart, though, she knew she would only truly be satisfied if she could spend the week with Fleur de Lis herself.

A few days later, she received a short letter back from Princess Cadance, saying, “Your first choice, Fleur de Lis, has agreed to spend the week with you. Take the first train to the Empire on Saturday. Bits for the ride are enclosed.”

If Fluttershy was a different sort of pony, she would be whooping and cheering about this. As it was, though, she simply showed a big smile, excited and nervous about what was to come.

Author's Note

I am slightly ashamed of writing this, I admit, since, I hate how Fleur is all too often characterized as a prostitute or gold digger, or something like that, yet here I am writing a story with the central premise being that she's a high class prostitute (and not a deity).

However. I could use practice in writing sex scenes for a more tasteful clopfic I'm writing (with the same couple), and it would be useful to drag this out of my head.

Also, just so you know, those with horns coming out of their heads (Like Fleur) are capable of magic and are called mages. Those that have wings coming out of their back (Like Fluttershy) are capable f flight and are called angels, for lack of a better term. And yes they were born with these structures.

And yes, I did steal the cover image from anther clopfic. However, I blame money issues for that, as I don't have the money to spare for a commission.