Chapter One: Arrival in Ponyville
“Last stop! Ponyville!” The conductor's loud voice rang through the train. As I filed past behind all the other passengers the conductor’s voice comes again but more directed, specifically towards me, “Miss! Don’t forget your bag,” he tells me walking to receive it for me.
“I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” I say quickly still not used to being able to make mistakes without… no I won’t think about that anymore, my last few days should be happy.
“Its okay Ma’am, just be careful, okay?” The conductor tells me with a mustache covered smile.
“Y-yes, sir, I will be thank you,” I tell him taking my bag and hopping off the train just before it starts moving backwards, I see the conductor one last time tipping his hat towards me. I look away from the hunk of metal speeding down the tracks to the town where I ended up. “Ponyville, huh? Good enough spot to end it, I guess,” I say to myself quietly walking towards my destiny.
I was half-way through town before I heard the first person begin whispering loudly enough all around could hear, “I know her, that’s the daughter of Crimson Smear, the serial killer from Fillydelphia, don’t let her see you she’s got bad written all over her.” I tear up and turn off of the road running to the first store I see, a boutique.
“Mother of Celestia, I’m bored,” said a certain white pony sitting in her empty boutique, not having to act like a proper lady for once. As I begin putting my head down to rest until a customer walks in, I hear the door swing open and the bell signaling a customer ring, ‘bucking course, right when Rarity wants to take some me time I… what’s wrong with her?’ I think as I notice the mint green unicorn who had just entered the store was crying her eyes out over something.
I walk over to the new comer full of concern place a hand on her shoulder, obviously startling the poor dear, “Come with me, lets get you cleaned up” I tell her wiping away one of her tears for her before it can fall.
“You wouldn't want to help me… nobody does,” she says with a matter-of-fact tone, but she doesn't pull away from my hand which I hope is a good sign.
“I do, now please lets get you washed up and in something less dirty,” I tell her noticing her rather smelly hoodie and dirt coated pants.
“I don’t have any money, I used it all on the train ticket, I can’t pay you,” she tells me actually looking at me for the first time.
“If I wanted money I’d have said so to begin with, what I want is to help you, now I won’t take no for an answer Darling, come with me,” I say leading her through a side door and to my home above the boutique.
“Why would she do this for a random stranger?” I think outloud as I sit in the ornately decorated room as this pony, who had introduced herself as Rarity, was apparently drawing her a bath in the bathroom right down the hall. It didn't make sense, nobody would do something like this for free. ‘SEX! She must think I’m a prostitute or something,’ it wouldn't have been the first time she’d been mistaken for one, walking the streets at night as she did it happened a bit too much. ‘I’ll have to break it to her, or… not, actually she was really pretty might as well enjoy it for once.’
“It’s ready, come on in,” she heard Rarity call down the hall.
“Okay, I can do this, you've got this Hazel,” I whispered to myself as she walked down the hall, unzipping my hoodie as she walked. I twist the door knob fully expecting the white mare to be naked and waiting for me, however she was still in the purple dress she’d been wearing when I had rushed in her store.
“Here’s your towel,” Rarity said handing me a soft towel that after so long using paper towels in bus and train stations felt like heaven, “soap and shampoo are in the basket next to the tub.”
“Th-thank you,” I told her still shocked at not having any company in my bath as I’d psyched myself up for in the hall.
“Of course darling, its the least I could do, now could you take off your clothes,” Rarity began.
‘Here it comes, I knew it,’ I think immediately.
“I’d like to wash them while you’re in the bath, I’ll turn my back if it will make you more comfortable,” she told me with a smile.
“Okay, and could you please,” I ask her as I pull off my hoodie finally as she turns, I remove the rest of my clothes, a long shirt, pants, and my underwear. I then ball them all up with my panties in the center, which admittedly won’t do anything since she’s washing them but it helps me feel better. I place the wad of clothing on the ground behind her and go behind her shower curtain, “They’re right behind you,” I tell her.
“Okay thank you dear, if you get done by the time I’m finished cleaning them there’s a robe on the door you can borrow,” I hear her say as she closes the door.
‘What’s her deal? Anybody else would've already been trying to seduce me or something, nopony is this nice to another without a reason,’ I ponder as I sit and sink up to my chin in Rarity’s tub, ‘It doesn't matter in the long run, well as close to a long run as I can get at least,’ I finally decide, relaxing for the first time in months.
Author's Note
It's my first chapter of my first story so I tried to rush I'm sure it's not great tell me anything I can improve upon, and don't worry there will be sex if that's why you came here it'll be 2 or 3 chapters however. 
