“One hard cider and one regular cider. Anything else I can get you boys?”

Featherweight shook his head before mumbling thanks to the pretty brown mare behind the bar and then sipping his drink. He didn’t drink often, but he felt it fit, if not just for the black colt next to him who hadn’t seemed to register the drink in front of him. One of the other stallions at the bar gave out a chuckle and gave Featherweight’s new friend a small shove. “What, afraid to drink like a real man?”

A small whisper came from the stallion that was drowned out by the loud club music. After a small pause Snap felt himself get shoved again and sat up. He turned to the other man with red rimmed eyes and flatly stated, “I am on assignment right now and prefer not to drink. It ruins the pictures in my mind, especially if I go too far.” He promptly slammed his head back into the counter and let out a groan of pain.

Featherweight put a hand on his back and bit into his lip. He was more used to taking pictures while people were unaware instead of direct contact like this. However, the shy stallion felt like this was his fault, and thus offered, “At least you still have this snazzy job that has you travelling all over Equestria. I sometimes wish I could do some work abroad from time to time.” He fidgeted in his seat as Snap rose and glared at him.

“You don’t get it, do you? I need a new job because my current one has me having to take indecent pictures of mares from Manehatten to Canterlot, all while hoping I don’t get hurt or hurt them. Does that sound good to you?”

Featherweight blushed as his mind flashed to his secret crush Twist and he laced his fingers and simply glanced down. “Sorry.”

Snap rolled his eyes and reached into his jacket pocket before slamming some money down on the table. He tipped his fedora to Featherweight while flatly stating, “Thank you for trying to cheer me up, but I have to get back to my wonderful job. Have fun being,” his voice rose in a dramatic crescendo, “the only photographer Ponyville needs!” He grabbed his cider and turned on a heel before attempting to cross the dancefloor. Snap had never been much of a night person though and promptly found himself on his ass from trying to force his way through. A light yellow face appeared over him with the crooked teeth put in a small smile. Snap groaned as he accepted a hand up from Featherweight and was dragged up. “I’m sorry Featherweight, just… this job has me feeling like a complete jackass. Guess that is what happens when you only make smut though.”

Featherweight held his hand out as he said, “Maybe you can pay me back sometime then. I know I would feel bad if I was doing a job I didn’t love. I had to use the DJ booth when the club opened and there is a path on the side to allow easy access.”

Snap glanced over and saw the door that was tucked into the shadow of a pillar. He sighed and shook his peer’s hand. “I owe you one. How about I see you tomorrow and give you a pointer or two on your pictures of other ponies in return?” He waited for Featherweight to nod and then turned away to go to the corridor. He used the darkness and surprisingly quiet hallway to focus and clear his thoughts. This Vinyl girl is known as a party mare, so she should be easier to get to undress. Just get it done and keep going. He lifted one of the folds on his bag and smiled at the small rainbow rock that looked back. It was a gift from Maud so as she could keep her in mind wherever he went and now he drew strength from it as he opened the other end of the hallway.

His knees almost buckled as the thump of the speakers blasted through him. Whoever had made the corridor had a sick sense of humor seeing as it emptied out right next to where most of the bass was coming from. He took out the earplugs he had brought and popped them into his ears before continuing to walk. He stumbled up the steps to the elevated platform where the DJ roosted and wished he had brought better protection as he finally made it to the top.

Snap brought his eyes up as he tried to continue to block out the loud thumping that shook his whole body. A pair of headphones smacked over his ears as he looked into purple sunglasses and a cocky smile. The mare turned a knob on the turntables and the thumping in him turned down with it due to the magical headset. Somehow the mare’s voice made it through the music in crystal clarity as she asked with a wink, “What brings you here? Hoping to hit on the DJ?”

Snap blushed as he glanced up at the torn white top that allowed some cleavage to show through the gashes. He had to wonder whether or not she was even wearing a bra with how detailed her large chest was in the tight fabric. Makes it pretty easy to imagine the shirt off seeing as it matches her coat. He felt a spasm of pain run through his body as his photographer eyes tried to start. That’s… different.

Vinyl turned the knob further as the strange stallion bent over and squatted to his level. “If you have such a problem with bass, you should probably not be trying to get the master of bass into bed.” She grinned at the kid and patted the side of his head. “Nice try, but I’d get going before you pass out or something, especially if I start feeling frisky.” She ran a tongue over her lips as she thought about the two weeks of good behavior she’d been practicing and how it might be time to finally relieve a craving she had been having.

Snap shook his head and spoke into the little microphone that he had just noticed on the headset. “No, I’m not here to hit on you, and I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I think I’m okay now though.”

Vinyl raised an eyebrow just above her shades and smirked at him. “And what is an innocent little kid like you doing up here then?”

“What makes you think I’m innocent?”

Vinyl turned away from him, her frayed dark blue cargo shorts tight on her rear as she bent over. “Well, you hung out with Featherweight, your drink had very little foam so it wasn’t hard cider, and you can’t keep an eye on my goods for more than about five seconds without blushing. Have to admit, it is damn cute, but I’m not interested in missionary tonight and no one comes up here for any other reason.”

Snap took in a deep breath as he turned away from her and tried to ignore the rear that was shaking at him. “I… I need to take your picture for a magazine I work with.”

Vinyl glanced back at him as her grin came back. “Hard Wubs? Techno Burst? Bass Cannon perhaps? Because any of those and you might just have turned your odds around.”

Snap felt his mouth turn to a desert as he hesitated and said, “Maybe it would be best if I didn’t do this with you.”

Vinyl rolled her eyes behind her shades before letting out a sigh. “Luna give me strength. Yo, idiot!” She waited for Snap to turn back to her before continuing. “I’m not actually that easy. If you don’t wanna bang me, you don’t have to. I may want it, but it takes a little more than a good looking guy to get my panties in a twist. I was just having a bit of fun, promise. Now spit it out already before I have to smack some sense into you.”

The young stallion took one last glance back at his bag before finally stating, “I work for a magazine called Playcolt and we use more… explicit photos of mares. You will be well compensated for your troubles and I do have a letter from my employer to show that this is indeed real.” Each word brought more weight to his chest, and at this point it felt like his head might explode with the pressure that was building.

Vinyl bit into her finger as she thought about the proposal. On one hand, the guy has been cute, and more entertaining than most assholes who come up here. On the other hand though, showing this guy my uncovered bass and trebles might just get me hot and bothered, and I doubt this guy would cut it if that happened. She decided to stall and asked, “So–

Snap’s vision changed that moment and he was back on the rock farm with Maud being the one speaking to him as she asked in that heavenly monotone, “You want her to pose naked for you?”

Snap collapsed onto the ground in the fetal position and started to shake as he muttered desperate pleas of forgiveness and refusal. Vinyl stepped back for moment before squatting to Snap’s level. “Um… was it something I said?”

Snap slowly shook his head and muttered out, “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t betray her like this.”

Vinyl almost fell over from the raw emotion in his voice. No one speaks– She shook the thought out of her head and smacked herself. “Fuck. I didn’t mean to try to take you if you weren’t available. Fucking hate screwing up marriages. You know you could have worn a ring, right?”

Snap glanced out of his position and stated flatly, “We aren’t married.”

Vinyl shifted uncomfortably before hopping up and going back to her records. “Then fiances?”

“No.”

“Long term girlfriend?”

Snap felt a frayed cord in his mind break as he had had enough of the tease. He jumped up and yelled “We met two weeks ago, okay? What in Celestia’s name would make you think we would need more than that though for this not to feel absolutely terrible?”

Vinyl blinked a couple of times before turning to him and asked with a sharp edge to her voice, “So you are telling me you came up here, made me all hot and bothered, and now won’t at least give me the satisfaction of waving my booty around because of some fling you had? Or does she live in town as well as you?”

Snap scowled at the seemingly mocking tone and answered tersely, “No, and I only met her for a few days. That–” He shut up as Vinyl’s hand slammed over his mouth.

“That means you have no ties to this girl. I don’t give two shits about how devoted to her you are or how much you think your first time means to her, but it isn’t true. I’ve been all over Equestria so, trust me when I say I know what I’m talking about. Nice guys walk in, hot girls flirt with them, and there is always one that has been pushed too hard by having the nice girl and takes the bitch home. This girl fucked you once, maybe twice, but I bet if you want to take another picture of a girl in Equestria you are going to get blue balled sooner or later, and then you are going to meet a girl who won’t take no for an answer, and you aren’t going to want to give it as one. What do you do then as her pussy grinds against a cock that hasn’t even seen its ‘love’ in two months?”

The two sat there as the song finished and Vinyl let out a small curse as she flipped it to a different disk to buy her more time. When she came back over, Snap had stopped crying and was staring at nothing. Vinyl bit into her lip and put a hand on his arm. A hand that was quickly rejected. “I’m sorry kid, but this is just how life and love works. I didn’t mean to snap like that, but I really am tired of seeing decent kids who honestly have no relationship to speak of beat themselves like this. They always kill the buzz in the club, and end up not enjoying life, and it is a shame.” She gripped her arm awkwardly, unsure of what to do with the broken stallion. However, then Snap decided to respond.

“I know. I wish I didn’t, but I know. This job will probably turn me into some sort of demon to every woman I meet, and yet still I said yes. I was probably just clinging to some small hope that I could still love her.” Snap slumped over and started knocking his head gently against the booth.

Vinyl felt her pussy moisten at the sheer amount of care in the words. It was foreign to see something like this when every night she had grown used to watching heartache and breakups on the dance floor. She hesitantly placed a hand on his arm and stated, “I’m pretty sure the mood is pretty dead for both of us. How about one quick picture and then I give you a little service to cheer you up? Besides, maybe if you have a night that means nothing to you it will help you feel better?”

Snap tried to ignore the pain in his chest and blindly agreed to it. Anything to get the pain to go away. No fiery halo came to his vision, and even with her shorts off, he knew the picture he took was terrible. His heart wasn’t in it, and not even his loins could find a passion for the naughty vixen in front of him. Vinyl glanced at the dejected stallion and tried giving him a naughty smile. She swayed over and gave him a deep, lustful, kiss while gripping his ass painfully hard. “Go home. You need something, and I definitely ain’t it. Though, can I get your name before you go? You’re… different.” She gave him a large grin as he smacked himself and uttered it. “Snapshot eh? Alright, I’ll make sure to get it memorized, just in case you turn into that demon you talked about.”

He barely nodded at the small joke and stumbled off the platform. Featherweight tried to stop him on his way out, but he paid no mind to the other colt’s attempt at communication. He still felt like he was going to be sick, and he hoped some rest would take care of the problem. Snap paced his hotel room as he warred with himself about how to go about telling Smut about his failure, and the fears that rode with the letter. Once it was finally written, Snap fell to the bed and awaited Snap’s reply in the comfort of sleep’s embrace. However, in his rush and worry, he had missed a note slid into his pants, a note he would not find for some time. The note said, If you ever get my roommate Tavi to agree to this, I’ll make sure to give you a one night stand you won’t ever forget. Consider it a thought to help ‘relieve’ yourself with.

With wet panties you bastard,
–Vinyl

Author's Note

Ground Rules:
1. I will not do a character two times in a row. It is pointless.
2. You may recommend up to two mares with each chapter, but no more then that, otherwise the whole comment will be disregarded.
3. With every chapter, the board is swept clean, so resubmit your suggestions.
4. If you aren't sure or want to debate wether a girl is right to be offered or not, PM me before you make your comment please.

Smut knows that he took a gamble with Snap, and since a loose girl didn’t fix the romantics heart, he must relent and try to see if more love will do the trick. However, he also knows the pain of something like this, and knows it must be dealt with carefully. To do so, he is only seeking out the most caring mares in Equestria, as long as they are not shy (no Fluttershy guys, sorry). This can be caring gained either through being awesome to your family and friends (AJ) being older in general for the most part (Cheerilee) or being a mother herself (Derpy). This is not a comprehensive list of course, just examples. Also, I added a ground rule so I stop clarifying pick rules in the comments. They get cluttered enough as it is.

Also, sorry for how heavy some of these chapters can be. I know this is supposed to be a comedy, but Snap is dealing with a lot of shit. Speaking of my tags and you do not have to comment on this if you do not want to, should I remove the random tag? I know the mares he goes after may seem random, but the narrative is too focused and thought out, at least to me, to justify the random tag. Again, you don’t have to comment on this one, but I would like your guys’ input on this.

Aswell, sexy DJ poses are all I’m requiring on this one if you artists want to submit to me. Sorry for the cockblock everyone.