Jingle.

Pinkie perked her head up as she heard the doorbell ring. “I’m sorry, but we’re closed currently. If you want something sweet, you’ll have to come back–Smut!”

Smut slumped into a chair and smiled at her. “Mind if I get something sweet? I’ve been having a pretty rough past few days.”

Pinkie jumped over the counter, now in her more normal jeans and a t-shirt that properly covered her goods. “Now, knowing you, you’re going to–”

“I’m not gonna crack some stupid, perverted joke, I promise. I’m simply not in the mood.”

Her smile faltered as she wrapped her arms around him. Smut held her tight, nuzzling his face into her neck. “You smell like frosting.”

“It’s something I sometimes do after Rarity inspired me to try it out.”

Smut smiled slightly as he put Pinkie in his lap. “I promise, a few weeks from now, and I’ll come meet all of them. You’ve definitely made them out to be fun. I just need to figure out this one last problem and ugh.” He let out a small groan, letting go of Pinkie to rub his temples.

Pinkie smiled and took the opportunity to lean in and wrap her lips over his. Smut closed his eyes as Pinkie’s tongue slipped around his own. The two poked and prodded at the others before wrapping each other’s tongue with their own. Pinkie panted as she came away, a long line of saliva between them and saw Smut smile. “That’s more like it!”

A small laugh escaped Smut and he rubbed Pinkie’s back now. “Careful, I may just have to break my word if you keep acting like this.”

Pinkie stepped up from his lap and let her tight rump shake in his peripherals before putting her hands on his shoulders. “Maybe if you got to your point, I could help you, instead of just flirting so as to get a smile out of my perverted grump.”

“Can we not? I’d really much rather get a massage from you… or perhaps, a little–”

Smack!

Smut clutched the back of his head. “Ow!”

Pinkie leaned back against another table and glared at him. “Now you have to tell me!”

He twiddled his thumbs for a moment underneath the table before letting out a groan. “It’s mainly that while trying to finish a few key things, my fellow chairman and corporate managers are acting like scared, little…” Smut clenched his fist and shook his head clear. “I haven’t had so much friction in achieving my goals since I first started getting into journalism!”

“Well, you had to expect some of that, right? I mean, you’ve talked to me about your worries with Playcolt before.” A small smile slipped over her lips as she remembered being snuggled with him the morning after Snap had photographed her, both of them being dressed as he told her all about the project. “But you’ll get it done, I know you will. Otherwise, who am I going to do an advice column for?”

“Not if I can’t find a damn pegasus. And yes, I know I could pay most normal mares would probably be willing to, but I don’t just want an ordinary mare this time. This first issue has to be special, and while we already have one amazing feature by… well, you’ll see when it comes out.”

He soon decided that teasing her like that was not his brightest move as he was knocked down to the ground by Pinkie, deadly curiosity in her eyes. “Luna, in the buff.”

Pinkie’s eyes widened. “You’ve got to be kidding!”

He shook his head with a grin. “Front cover even, though not the naked pictures. Have to be able to be sold in public after all.”

Pinkie put her hands on her hips while straddling his waist. “That should be special enough.”

“For me?”

Pinkie blinked a few times and started to laugh. “Yeah, you’re right.”

Smut reached back up and pulled her in close again. After a few minutes simply sitting their, enjoying the comfort of the odd mare in his arms, Smut decided that it wouldn’t hurt to possibly include her in this. “So, do you know of a pegasus that would get Equestria to be stunned to see?”

Pinkie glanced behind him and smiled. “Look behind you.”

Smut did as he was told and bit into his cheek. “Which one?”

“Both.”

His eyes widened as a giant smile broke out on his face. “Oh, that… that is perfect.”

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Snap tapped his fingers against his camera as a tray of sweets passed next to him. He jumped out of the way of a man with a large light and sighed as he found himself, just as he had been five minutes ago, back at the break table. He grabbed one of the small croissants from it and started chewing, his mouth so dry that it tasted like cardboard.

“Is something the matter?” Smut immediately received a glare from his cameracolt. “Oh come on. You don’t have to coerce them, and you get the professional setting that other magazines would give you, so I would have thought you’d like this.”

Snap’s fingers thrummed against his camera again. “I… I don’t know. All of this just feels so… impersonal.” He shook his head. “I guess I’ll have to be doing this a lot more once you make this a monthly magazine though, won’t I?”

Smut bit into one of the finger sandwiches on the platter, merely nodding as he looked about the studio. Snap was seemingly overwhelmed by this many people being here, but Smut knew better. There would be times ideally when there would be ten or more girls there, and the crew to keep equipment in check, everyone refreshed, and to get the outfits together would take up a large auditorium. “Well, maybe you’ll get used to it.”

“Maybe.” Snap glanced up and sighed as he saw that there were finally no pegasi filling the air. The moment he jumped though, Smut grabbed his tail. Two pegasi zipped through the rafters, accompanied by a loud giggle that filled the air. “How did you–”

“I noticed the dressers were starting to leave, meaning they were just getting done. After them tackling me with the good news that they could be in the magazine, I guessed they would book it to the stage.”

Snap swallowed hard. “That’s right. Them.” He slowly lifted himself into the air and set down just outside of the stage that would be their setting, taking a deep breath to settle his nerves. Glancing around, he saw the two purple mares giggling and blushing. The one with a wild, white and blue mane was seemingly more confident in being almost in the buff, only clad by a silky black pair of panties and a matching corset, both with a complex pattern of stitching that had silk flowers all across the fabric that were adjusted just so they made sure to cover her nipples, but only barely.

The lighter purple of the two wore hers with far less confidence, glancing at each and every stallion that passed and had her blush growing with each moment. Her own red corset stopped just barely over her nipples, her breasts being a bit larger than her sister’s and therefore got to have them be shown off more. Her hands though weren’t there. They cupped the practical thong for underwear, with the only thing actually covering her crotch being a small piece of fabric that was almost see through as is.

Snap took one more calming breath before slipping around the corner and walking towards the turquoise maned sister and put a hand on her tense shoulder. “Having second thoughts?”

She swallowed hard and shook her head. “No, I promise I’m not. Just, when we requested the Wonderbolt’s treatment, I didn’t expect… this.”

The other one rolled her eyes and walked over, putting a hand on her twin’s other shoulder. “Come on Flitter, there aren’t that many. Besides,” she waved to one of the stallions and he picked up his pace quite noticeably, “it is hilarious to watch the ‘pros’ be uncomfortable about us.” She then turned to Snap. “So, are you our cameracolt, or do you simply not mind my sister’s almost bursting bosom?”

“Cloudchaser!”

Snap nodded and blushed a bit before shaking her hand. “Yes, I am… on both accounts I suppose. My name is Snap Shot, and I promise that I won’t push you to do anything you’re not comfortable with. In fact, please, do what you want to. Just one request, and that is that we get at least one picture of each of you by yourself.”

Flitter and Cloudchaser nodded before Cloudchaser shoved her sister off the stage. “Let me show you how it’s done sis. Maybe then you’ll be able to properly show the goods mom gave us.”

Snap almost didn’t have a moment to register what was going on before Cloudchaser started to step away from him, her tight rump outlined perfectly by the small panties. One blink and he was ready though, and the moment she turned her head towards him and stuck her tongue out, his camera flashed. Both jumped from the sudden flash of the lights behind him and he turned around. “Can you get rid of those infernal things? There is plenty of light in here already!”

The people behind the equipment glanced at Smut, who gave a slight nod. He trusted Snap enough to think he wouldn’t screw this up. Snap watched as they took away the large blinders and let out a sigh that immediately went right back into his throat as he looked back at Cloudchaser, who was lying back on a couch on the stage, her fingers starting to slowly lower her underwear so that only her wrist covered her crotch now. He took the picture just as she lowered her eyelids and licked her lips.

Cloud stood up and slid the panties back along her thighs, putting them back against her slightly glistening crotch. “So, will that work for the solo stuff?”

“Y-yeah. F-Flitter, you think you’re ready?”

This time Flitter shoved her sister out of the way, competition getting the better of her as she had noticed how distracted the cute photographer had gotten and wanted to show her sister up. The loud thump of Cloudchaser against the ground brought everyone’s attention to her, and she moved without thinking, putting both arms up. This created the exact opposite of what she wanted though, as it pushed her breasts up and out, straining against the corset as a small bit of pink came over the top, her large bosom being simply too much for the tight lingerie. This also left her legs, thighs, and crotch exposed as her knees had turned in towards each other. She paled when she heard the shutter of the camera, but looking up at Snap’s confident smile set some of her fears to ease.

Her sister’s voice came from the ground. “Come on Flitter, you can do it.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Flitter could see Snap nod in agreement and that caused her to simply blush more. She then shook her head, trying to clear it. “Come on, use what you’ve got.” She leaned forward, pulling on the front of the corset to try to let more of her nipples show. Just barely, the twin nodes revealed themselves as she tried, and failed to give a confident smile to the camera with her whole chest exposed. Snap swallowed hard and took the picture.

“Alright girls, you can take a break if you want. I’m done with the single portion.”

Both of the mares nodded to him, but before they could go and grab snacks, they were grabbed by the dressers and pulled back into the private changing room. Snap scowled and turned to Smut as a cart was brought to them. “Why aren’t they being allowed to stretch and such? They aren’t professionals, and I would have thought that breaks were normal with how stressful all of this must be for them.”

Smut nodded, his own lips creased downward. “They are, especially when they’re showing signs of discomfort like Flitter is. However, in case you haven’t noticed, having half naked mares posing, let alone walk around them, is making the crew uncomfortable, and they’re being quite stubborn about what is fair to them.”

Snap glanced at his boss, the edge to his voice being a novel experience for him. “Think this will be fixed after publish?”

“I sure as Tartarus hope so!” Smut put a hand over his eyes and rubbed them. “Just, get ready, okay? They should be back out soon.”

He nodded. Something told him that asking Smut to share all of his problems right now would only annoy him more. Luckily, the old stallion wasn’t wrong, and the two did come out in only a few minutes. Flitter now covered her large bosom with her hands, the corset having been loosened so that she could actually slip them out. Cloudchaser let her large bust hang free though, happy to have them out instead of being crushed. Even though they weren’t as large as Flitter’s, her bosom still had every stallion in the room watching them closely.

Flitter swallowed hard. “So, just what is comfortable to us, right?” She watched as Snap nodded and turned to her sister. “You’ll lead?”

Cloudchaser nodded with a cocky grin on her face before she slipped forward, hooking Flitter’s underwear with her thumb. “First off are these, right?”

Flitter jumped slightly and swallowed hard. “This’ll start rumors you know.”

“You think other ponies don’t think it already about the closest twins in Equestria?”

A small sigh escaped Flitter and she nodded, hooking her thumbs into Cloudchaser’s panties. Just as the two pieces of fabric escaped each other’s thighs, Snap took the picture with Cloudchaser’s tail wagging happily as Flitter’s came around to hide herself more.

Cloudchaser grabbed her sister’s arm and guided her to the bed before pointing the floor. “Sit.”

Flitter did as she was told, lying a little on her side so that her thighs got to closed and all that showed were her large mounds that sagged slightly over the red fabric. Cloudchaser wrapped her legs around her sister’s head, using the turquoise mane as cover for her crotch as she gave a large smile to the camera. Flitter was beat red when the camera went off.

Finally, Cloudchaser slipped down to kneeling just in front of her sister before whispering into her ear. With each passing moment, Flitter grew a darker and darker shade of red, until Snap wouldn’t take it anymore. He stomped over and slammed a hoof next to them. “Cloudchaser! If she isn’t comfortable with your ideas, I think that should mean she should lead! You aren’t about to have her regret all of this!”

Cloudchaser paused for a few moments do to shock. She swallowed hard and turned to Flitter. “Um, uh, I guess… our go then?”

Flitter turned back to Snap and swallowed hard. Cloudchaser definitely was right that there was nothing to worry about this place and it being real or not, but the position that her sister had suggested still scared her a bit. Then a small flame came back into her chest as Cloudchaser sighed. She thought Flitter couldn’t do it, and she wasn’t going to let that thought stay. “Fine, we’ll do Cloud’s idea.”

A small squee escaped Cloudchaser and Snap thought about protesting, but the determined glare in Flitter’s eyes told him she would be fine, or at least, he hoped that is what it meant.

The two stayed on the floor and rolled back their shoulders, both checking to make sure they weren’t too tight. Cloudchaser put her left leg out to her side, keeping her back to her sister the whole while. Flitter moved her right leg over Cloudchaser’s extended one, the two limbs soon pulling on each other to pull them close. Both mares now sat with their back against each other.

The next part had stallions dropping plates, equipment, and even stunned Snap and Smut for a good few seconds. Both mares lifted one hand up before slowly sliding it around their sister’s sides and reaching downward. Both of them jumped slightly, finding the others nethers at the same time. The reaching fingers flattened to hide the others crotch, and both mares nodded, rolling their shoulders one last time. Now it was time to put that flexibility to the test.

Flitter and Cloudchaser pushed against the others head slowly, gently, arching their back. This action also forced them to dig in with their hands, causing both mares to now blush as they felt the others juices, but knew it would help them in the long run, no matter how awkward it was for each other. Slowly but surely, the two sisters bent back far enough to look into each other’s eyes, both bright red from their arousal.

Snap almost forgot he needed to take a picture as both of them kept the pose, but a firm smack to the back of his head restarted his brain and he lifted the camera, taking a picture of the two mares, both of their bosoms pointed outward, their hands covering their crotches, and the space between their backs forming a heart.

Smut blinked a few times while the mares were getting disentangled and then ran to different bathrooms, neither one wanting to look at each other for the moment. He turned to Snap. “Shame we promised the centerfold to the princess.”

Snap hummed slightly, his brain back to being on firm lockdown. He stayed in this state for the most part as the stage and equipment was torn down. He thanked the girls for their co-operation, and thanked Celestia that both were actually quite eager to leave themselves, though not without Cloudchaser slipping him her and her sister’s number first.

Once the place was cleared out though, Smut came up to him. “Thanks for remembering that I wanted to speak to you.”

“May I finally know what about?”

Smut pulled out the tripod that was normally in Snap’s camera bag. “I was hoping that you and I could get a picture together. Something to immortalize the first photoshoot we had together.”

Snap bit into his cheek. “Actually, about that…”

Smut glanced back. “Don’t worry. I already have some candidates lined up as photographers after publish, and hopefully we’ll do well enough to pull at least some of them in. You though, will be my centerfold finder, and only that. You still beat any pony I’ve ever met, and you deserve to be allowed to keep your style, at least for now.

Snap blinked a few times. “Th-thank you sir.”

He handed Snap a small glass of scotch that he had poured for them earlier. “Please, I consider us too close for such a title. Call me Smut, and only that.”

Snap nodded after setting the camera on the tripod. “Sounds good.” He then shotgunned the strong smelling drink just moments before the camera went off.

Both looked over the picture of Snap gagging on the drink and Smut just starting to be in hysteria. Snap swallowed hard. “We could redo it.”

Smut shook his head and took the camera. “No, I like it like this. I think it fits us better than any posed shot would have. I mean, isn’t that how you normally feel about this type of stuff?”

Snap opened his mouth, but then shrugged. “I suppose you’re right.” He ejected the film and gave it to Smut. “Make sure I get a copy, and have a nice night. I need some sleep and some… alone time, after that shoot.”

Smut nodded. “I hope you sleep well then.” He then looked down at the roll of film in his hands, taking a deep breath in as he calmed his fears. “You deserve it.”

Author's Note

Finally, a new update! This time, the request is for a stallion, and one suggestion per person this time.

Also, it would mean a lot to me if you would give me a few minutes of your time.