Lookin For Love (In All the Wrong Places)

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*RRriiinnnggg*Thump* Fluttershy sat up in her bed, her hoof firmly pressed against what used to be her alarm clock; now little more than a heap of broken brass and gears. She looked at the window on the opposite side of her bed and the rays of sunlight now shining through it. She scratched under her right wing with her front leg and yawned. She could already hear the chickens outside making a fuss as they line up in wait for their first meal of the day. At the foot of her bed she could feel her pet rabbit Angel start to stir; which means it would be time for their morning tea and breakfast right after she got done feeding the chickens.

Fluttershy threw the blankets off her back legs and rolled over onto the floor, landing on all four legs. She then let out a long yawn and stretched out, her back arching into the air like a cat after a long nap. She then lifted her wings up and gave them a few short flaps to dislodge any loose feathers. A few of them fell to the floor, but as she turned her head to examine her bright yellow wings, she noticed that quite a few of them were jutting out at odd angles.

"You know, sometimes I wish I was an earth pony. At least all they have to worry about is their mane and tail." Fluttershy looked at her wings dejectedly, it was always such a massive hassle to preen them and even a bigger mess to keep them clean and in functioning order. Sometimes she even wished she was an earth pony, she already knew she wasn't a particularly good flier and she wouldn't have to deal with pegasi society looking down on her for being so different. Some of them were understanding; like her friend Rainbow Dash, but many others saw her as an oddity.

"Oh well, better get to work on it." Fluttershy buried he head in her wings, adjusting the feathers that were out of line with the rest and plucking out the ones that were either too damaged or refused to go back into place. She continued to preen herself until she heard a light thumping sound coming from the right of her. She looked up from her wings to find Angel tapping his foot impatiently and glaring at his food bowl.

"Give me a minute will you? It's not like you're going to waste away on the spot or anything." Fluttershy raised an eyebrow at the impatient bunny and went back to checking her feathers. For the most part they seemed to be in order, though a few seemed worse for wear and would need preened later on in the day. She walked across the room to her full vanity mirror. She stood there, staring at herself; her hair was in place for the most part, only a few stray strands needed brushing down. Her tail on the other hoof needed some very hectic brushing to say the least.

Angel had told her that she had a habit of gnawing on her tail in her sleep, but this time it was much worse than the average day.

"Angel, could you come here for a moment? I need your help with my tail" Fluttershy asked.

The rabbit hopped over to Fluttershy, pointing at his belly and tapping his foot, an angry expression on his face.

"Oh right, the food thing. Tell you what, you sit on my back and brush my tail while I make you breakfast. It that alright with you?" Fluttershy asked.

Fluttershy watched as Angel crossed his front legs in defiance followed by a snort and him turning his head to her, his eyes shut in a snubbing pose that she had seen other ponies use in Canterlot.

Just my luck I have the only rabbit pet in Equestria with pony traits. More stubborn than Apple Jack, I swear Fluttershy thought to herself.

"I guess I could sweeten the deal. Would a few cherries extra do the trick?" Fluttershy asked.

Angel opened one eye and then the other and slowly turned his head towards Fluttershy and raised both paws with the digits tucked in. He slowly raised each digit until there were six. His face then changed from a frown to a sly smile.

"Seriously? Six whole cherries? Who do you think I am? Rarity? I don't have that kind of money just lying around." Fluttershy stared at Angel and then back at her tail. She knew Angel was trying to hardball her, trying to take advantage of her generous nature and reserved personality, but not today; she was really not in the mood for his shenanigans.

"You remember the last time you wanted cherries?" Fluttershy asked Angel.

Angel just shook his head, clearly he had not even bothered to listen to her story back then.

Fluttershy gritted her teeth angrily. "The stall pony gave me all the hassle in the world, ponies kept cutting in front of me. Six bits for a pair of cherries. Seriously if it wasn't for the shortage that would have bought an entire jars worth." Fluttershy stared at Angel angrily, but quickly realized she was letting her frustration get the better of her. Here she was in her bedroom trying to talk economics to a rabbit. He may be a smarter than average rabbit, but the concept of money and exchange was well outside what a normal rabbit could comprehend. It still didn't stop him from being a jerk, however.

"Tell you what, since you want to try and hardball me this morning; you get a small head of cabbage to yourself. No carrots, fruits, not even coffee. Maybe you will eventually learn who's boss around here." Fluttershy turned around and grabbed the hairbrush in her mouth. She then sat on her haunches and pushed her tail up with her right wing. Before she started brushing however, she noticed Angel hopping away, chirping under his breath in what she knew was the rabbit way of cursing.

Part of her wanted to just give in and avoid a possible confrontation with him later on, but the other side of her knew better. Being nice and kind is one thing, but if those seminars with Iron Will and then subsequent outbursts afterwards taught her anything is that she needed to be firm sometimes. Angel needed to remember that she, while not the sole provider of her estate, was still the largest contributor. Her day of being a doormat were long over.

Fluttershy began to brush her tail, much to her surprise though it seemed to go much more smoothly than she expected. Sure there were a couple painful knots, but most of damaged split ends and crooked hairs came out with the greatest of ease. Maybe it was because she was brushing vigorously in an attempt to calm herself or it could have been that the tail looked worse off than it actually was.

After a few moments of brushing she moved on to her mane, which only took a few swift light strokes to get in order. She then stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. While her mane and tail were in pretty good shape she couldn't say the same for her coat or under her eyes.

*Sigh* "it's the same thing each year around this time, I get up and think 'this year I'll nab myself a date at least!' but then I look at myself in the mirror and realize that no stallion would want me." Fluttershy heard some chirping outside her window, pulling her attention away from the mirror. Sitting on a branch outside her home were a pair of Blue Jays, each of then snuggling another and comforting themselves in bird song.

Fluttershy lowered her head dejectedly. Hearts and Hooves day was tomorrow and everypony had already made plans; well almost every pony. There were a few stallions in town looking for dates, but she felt that even at her best she couldn't possibly compete with some of the more laid back and better looking mares in town. She stood there, staring at her reflection in the mirror when the sounds of aggravated chickens broke her out of her trance. She rushed to the window and lifted it open, quickly peeking her head out of it to see what all the commotion was about.

"I swear if it's that fox again, me and her are going to have wor-" Fluttershy fully expected to see a red fox raiding the chickens eggs again when she noticed a bag of feed spilled over in the middle of the coup. Seconds later Angel popped out of the pile of chick peas, he shook his head and batted at his ears, knocking a few stray peas out of them. He then grabbed a handful of peas and started tossing them in random lines across the coup area.

Awww, he's trying to feed the chickens for me Fluttershy thought to herself He's doing it wrong, but at least he's trying

Fluttershy watched as Angel kept tossing peas willy-nilly across the coup, much to the dismay of the chickens whom seemed to think he was trying to pelt them with feed instead of give them feed.

Fluttershy let out a giggle, catching the attention of Angel. Angel immediately scowled at Fluttershy, putting one paw on his right arm and then pumping his other arm into the air and shaking it back and fourth; the rabbit sign for 'fuck you' or 'get fucked'.

"How vulgar!" Fluttershy said, though this kind of vulgarity was far more tame compared to what Angel usually did. "Also, you wish you could have a mare as good looking as me!"

Did that just come out of my mouth? Fluttershy thought, thinking she was maybe trying to psych herself up for the day.

Angel raised an eyebrow then burst out laughing, rolling on the ground and pounding it with his right paw.

"Oh, you're one to talk. I haven't seen you with a date in years mister" Fluttershy said.

Angel managed to pull himself off the ground, wiping away a tear from all the laughing. He then made some motions with his paws and an X sign in the dirt, he then made a few more paw signals and then drew two rabbits, followed by an equal sign and what looked like an infinity symbol past that. He then stared at Fluttershy and shook his head, crossing his arms firmly.

"Oh, right. Rabbit dating always leads to many children. I forgot." Fluttershy looked at the ground, noting that Angel was far from ready to deal with a family yet. "Well, maybe you could handle a family if you weren't such a jackrabbit all the time. I mean really though, the only thing holding you back is that attitude problem of yours."

Angel made another gesture with his paws, one that even a regular non-animal speaking pony couldn't miss.

"Yeah,yeah. I know, fuck me or whatever." Fluttershy rolled her eyes. "Anyways, thanks for feeding the chickens for me. Would you mind maybe watering the petunias for me this morning as well?"

Angel raised his arms in the air and waved them about in a fashion that clearly said "don't push your luck".

"Oh well, can't blame a girl for trying" Fluttershy said to herself as she pulled her head back inside and closed the window.

Still I should reward him, reinforce that kind of behavior till it's second nature to him... Fluttershy thought to herself for a moment, however her train of thought was quickly derailed by a sudden growl from her stomach. "Oh right, food..."

***

After a few minutes of digging around in the cupboard Fluttershy finally decided on what she wanted for breakfast as well as a salad for Angel when he was finished with the chickens. As she went about making the salad for Angel she noticed that both the carrot shavings and radishes were abnormally low, most likely due to Angel sleepwalking for a midnight snack.

"Will have to head into town for those, the garden out back isn't remotely ready for harvest" Fluttershy should as she added the last bit of carrots and radishes to Angels salad from their respective bags. She then added a few cherry tomatoes, half a head of lettuce and only the smallest amount of onion to the salad. She then tossed them together, put it in a bowl and set it on the table. She then set a small flask of french dressing next to the bowl.

"Hmm gonna need to go into town for that as well, we are out of blue cheese dressing as well..." Fluttershy sighed. Putting the shopping list for the day in the back of her mind she proceeded to pull a bowl of batter from the fridge and set it on the table. she then grabbed four slices of heavy Italian bread from the cabinet.

"Hmm gonna need more bread too..." Fluttershy said, making yet another mental note as she added wood to the stove.

"I hope I have enough bits for all this, works been a bit scarce ever since Ponyville went over-budget on the construction of town square." Fluttershy stared at the bit of paper hanging on the fridge. Her income had taken quite the blow over last year. Her payout from the city for general animal control was down, next to nopony was buying any of the eggs or produce she had thanks to the larger farms in the area having massive stockpiles from last season and even the stipend her parents gave her was lower than usual; most likely due to fluctuations in the market last December.

"Maybe I can start selling fish again? Maybe I can even get the local otters to help me out." Fluttershy opened a nearby drawer and pulled out her flint to start the fire in the stove. She then put a pan on the stove, dipped the bread in the batter, being careful to get both sides and then set it on the frying pan.

I really should thank Twilight for these non-stick pans, butter is getting kind of expensive. Fluttershy thought to herself.

As the french toast cooked she couldn't help but keep staring occasionally at her budget for the month. Everything seemed to be mostly in the norm for this time of year except one minor problem; at the bottom of the sheet in red pen was a number that kept creeping into the back of her mind. Negative one hundred is the number she had to come up with for the month. That number, that very large negative number was going to be difficult to deal with. Even on her good months she would just barely make an extra sixty bits from odd jobs around town.

Fluttershy sighed dejectedly as she flipped over her toast, setting the pan back on the stove to finish cooking as she continued to stare at the budget paper on the fridge. "I could just get a loan from Rarity..." the thought of asking for a bailout from one of her friends didn't feel like the right course of action and the last time she got a loan from Rarity she had to pay it back by being rarity's personal fitting mannequin for a whole month. The very thought of being on display for the public, getting the occasional poke from one of Rarity's needles as she adjusted a costume on the fly and being her personal maid for the month didn't really help the idea of getting a loan either.

As the toast finished cooking she closed he oxygen intake on the stove to put out the fire all the while thinking about what kind of work she could do to make ends meet. The Apples never really needed any help with the farm, sugar cube corner could barely afford to keep Pinkie Pie employed; mainly due to Pinkie's voracious appetite for sweets. Even weather patrol assistance was out of the question, not due to lack of ability, but because the other weather ponies already look down on her as is. She didn't want to make them hate her even more by virtue of taking one of their jobs from them.

A sudden noise startled Fluttershy. Already sitting at the table was Angel, eager to start eating, but getting agitated a Fluttershy for being slow. Fluttershy looked at the table; her batter was still mostly unused and in her worrying she forgot to cook the other three pieces of toast.

"Sorry Angel; I'm just worried about our financial situation" Fluttershy picked up the bread and batter and put them back in the fridge. She then put a plate out on the table for herself, then slowly slid the french toast onto her plate before putting the pan back on the stove top.

As she sat down to each she watched as Angel made a few hand signals at her before digging into his salad.

"No, I already thought about loans and working with my friends. The only one I hadn't really thought about was Twilight, but knowing her limited budget, I doubt she could help either." Fluttershy took a bite of her toast and watched as Angel gave more signals.

"Yeah, you think they would give the princess of friendship a much larger budget. I guess Celestia hasn't gotten the budget worked around her yet. Even so, it would be really rude to bother her about it; especially with all the extra work she's been saddled with."

Angle took a few more bites of his salad and then waved in the air, making a gesture that Fluttershy could have swore was a mistake on her part.

"What!!" Fluttershy yelled, aghast. "Did I read that right?"

Angel made the same hand gestures followed by a whistle that sounded much like a cat call.

"First of all, how did you know there was a brothel in Appleloosa and secondly, why in Equestria would I ever sell my body for money? I'm not that desperate, not yet at least." Fluttershy didn't know what to make of Angels suggestion. She couldn't tell if he was being serious or pulling her leg so to speak; detecting animal sarcasm was actually very hard if not impossible.

Angel made a few more gestures indicating that he was just tossing out ideas and mentioning that Fluttershy actually looked really sexy, for a horse anyways.

"Thanks? I guess?" She couldn't seem to make out how Angel even knows what constitutes a pony being sexy or not. She certainly never felt that way and judging by most ponies reactions in town; there didn't seem like there was much weight to his compliment. Either that or he was buttering her up for a snack later on, which seemed far more likely than the former.

A few minutes of silence went by as Angel and Fluttershy finished their food, Angel seemingly finishing the last half of his meal off in two bites. He then quickly darted out an open window and headed for the shed out back.

"What is he up to now..." Fluttershy said to herself as she finished the last bite of her toast. "Well, whatever it is it will have to wait till later." Fluttershy stared at the fridge and her cabinets, making mental notes of all the things she needed to pick up in town as well as to keep a lookout for money making opportunities.

Fluttershy stood up and moved the dishes on the table to the sink. She then moved toward the door, picking up a pair of saddlebags and tossing them over her back. "Well, into town I go. Hopefully I can find some work." Fluttershy stared at the big negative number in red on her fridge, sighed and then opened the door. As she stepped outside and closed the door behind her, she noticed that a watering can appeared to be moving all on its own near the petunias. Upon closer inspection she noticed a white fluffy tail pushing the can closer to the flowers.

"Angel, you are so nice sometimes. A giant pain in the flank most days, but a sweetheart all the same."

Angel peered out from behind the watering can and mouthed at what Fluttershy could only identify as a snide whatever related remark followed by what she could only slightly identify as calling her a female dog in heat.

"Oh you, you're so silly. I'll be back later with food for the house and maybe a treat for you; if you're good" Fluttershy said, smiling.

Angel briefly smiled, but quickly waved his paws in a motion that said 'this better be worth it, this can isn't light you know'.

"I know, I know; always got to act the tough-guy right?" Fluttershy stepped off the stoop to her house and onto the dirt road into town. I sure hope I can find some work in town... she thought to herself.

***

"Holy Celestia, that's a lot of red..." Fluttershy couldn't believe just how much the town market was into the whole hearts and hooves day thing. Everywhere she looked there were heart balloons, strings with little paper hearts and even a few of the stores were already selling a particular heart shaped candy that tasted of slightly sweet chalk. Very few of the produce stands were actually selling produce; most of them were selling various candies, cards and jewelry. One stand was even selling sexual related items; though under a heavy red curtain with a sign that said adults only, most likely not to raise a stink with the mayors office.

"Well, I guess today's shopping list is bust. I guess I can try tomorrow..." Fluttershy turned away from the market, ready to head back home when she realized she had also come here looking to make a few extra bits. "Oh right, the budget..."

Every fiber of her being just wanted to go home. She wasn't normally afraid of crowds, but this years festivities seemed completely out of proportion to the last few years. Almost supernaturally so. "I guess I can check the town bulletin board, see if there's any jobs I could do on it..."

Fluttershy made her way through the crowd, doing her very best to avoid eye contact with most of the ponies gathered there. Quite a few ponies in the market were ponies she had never seen in town before, almost all of them were stallions however; most likely looking for an easy date or even willing to pay for a 'fun time' by the looks of some of them.

Fluttershy managed to fight her way through the crowded market and closer to the mayors office. Right across from the office was a bulletin board used to post everything from help wanted ads, lost pet ads and even the occasional special sale at the market. Each bit of paper was normally color coded to what kind of page it was. Green was for botanical or garden work, yellow pages were for general labor, blue pages were for missing pets or lost items and red was for serious town announcements by the mayor or any higher authority. However, today seemed to be one were enforcing the color coding was a waste of time. Nearly all the pages on the board were either bright red or some shade of pink.

As Fluttershy got closer she noticed that the few yellow or green posts on the board were completely covered by the sea of red and pink ones. Most of them were little more than advertisements about selling candy, but a there was the odd cat-call level post as well, including one where a stallion seemed to go on about something being large, though the post was mostly covered up. Fluttershy scanned the board, trying to find a post, any post that wasn't either a sale ad or barely under X rated personal ad when she noticed a single white sheet of paper towards the end of the board. It really stuck out from the rest of the sea of red and pink merely by virtue of being plain. Fluttershy moved up toward it and started to read it.

"Mares, want to make a little extra money this holiday and maybe even net you a dream stallion? Come to Trilby lane and sign up for the speed dating extravaganza! Each and every stallion you manage to interview will net you a bit in your pocketbook, up to twenty bits for less than an hour of your time, you can't beat that kinda value! Sign up today and who knows, you may find that special somepony!"

"Trilby lane? That's not to far from here actually" Fluttershy said to herself, looking up from the bulletin board to look at the street signs. "There's Thor Avenue, Trilby Lane breaks off that street a block before Sugarcube Corner." Fluttershy headed down Thor Avenue only to find that she didn't even need to bother looking at the street signs, big red arrows were posted on the buildings all the way down the street, most likely to help the out of town ponies navigate, though why they would need this was beyond her; Ponyville was not a large town by any means.

Twenty bits eh? if I do this today and tomorrow I'll be nearly half way to covering this months deficit

Fluttershy headed down the street till she saw a cream colored pony with a red and pink mane holding up a sign pointing to an outside patio.

"Roseluck?" Fluttershy asked as she got closer.

"Hello Fluttershy! What brings you this way?" Roseluck asked.

"I umm, saw a post about a speed dating service where I could maybe earn a little extra side money and maybe get myself a date for Hearts and Hooves day" Fluttershy replied, nervously kicking at the ground.

"Really? I would have never guessed a young gorgeous mare like you would ever have a hard time getting a date. I mean, yes you are a bit...socially awkward, no offense mind you, but I never pegged you for having that kind of problem. I mean-" Roseluck set her sign down and walked around Fluttershy occasionally putting her hoof through Fluttershy's mane. "I mean, there are mares in this town that would kill to have your mane and tail, and your body is just so well fed, but not fat in any way."

"Umm, you're making me a little uncomfortable, Roseluck" Fluttershy squeaked.

"I-I'm sorry hun. I'm just shocked you would have that kind of problem is all. Anyways I'll call the guy renting the cafe for you." Roseluck turned around and stared at a window on the corner of a small house. "Hey Jet, we got one ready to go!"

The front door of the building opened and a group of three stallions walked out of the building. Fluttershy had a sudden sinking feeling, like she was getting herself into something she wanted nothing to do with. Two of the stallions that came out were wearing black suits and shades, each with a headpiece that screamed 'I am security' in their ears. The third stallion made Fluttershy want to just walk away right then and there. He had a deep blue coat and very greasy, slick backed black mane. He had narrow, beady eyes, a sinister terrifying smile with a single silver tooth and a mustache that was either faker than his silver tooth or so greasy that it could be considered a fire hazard by most cities.

"Let me introduce you. This is Big Dee Jet, he will be your boss for today" Roseluck said enthusiastically, though her own disgust was still very noticeable in her voice.

"I said call me Dee Jet babe. Ponies know me better by that name" Dee Jet said.

"S-sorry boss. A minor slip-up" Roseluck apologized.

Fluttershy's eyes widened, she had heard that name before a very long time ago. It was an old tape that Rainbow Dash had when they were teenagers. The Pony in front of her was little more than an old D-lister porno star, no just a bad one, but one she heard had a serious superiority complex; despite only starring in porno movies so low brow, gross and low budget that everypony got tested for disease after filming; even the camera ponies.

"Well, looks like we have another winner on our hands. Very nice mane and tail, above average body build and very deep green eyes. Stallions are gonna fall over for you babe" Jet said, as he walked slowly around Fluttershy, clearly oblivious to how nervous she was.

"Follow me, I'll set you up with a table. Interviews start in just a few minutes" Dee Jet said as he motioned Fluttershy to follow him.

Every fiber of her being was screaming not to do this. This stallion in front of her gave her all the wrong vibes. However, she needed the money and the interviews only lasted a short time. Roseluck was nearby as well, she wouldn't allow anything to harm her.

"O-okay then, Mr. Big Dee, lead the way" Fluttershy said timidly.

Fluttershy noticed Dee Jet giving her a sideways glance, one that seemed to indicate that he was checking her out. Though she could have just been imagining it, the thought of him ...wanting her; made her feel ill. She followed Dee Jet into the building to find it populated with dozens of stallions and only a maybe a dozen mares at most, two of which were just there to serve drinks. He led her to a table towards the back by a door that had his name in gold on it.

"This will be your table, stallions with numbers will walk up to your table and try and talk you into going on a date with you. Each stallion you see will earn you one bit, up to a maximum of twenty for the day. If you decide to go out with one then you earn a bonus of fifty bits. If the stallion doesn't interest you then all you have to do is say next and one of the waitresses will escort them to the next table. This shouldn't take more than thirty minutes of your time, at the most." Dee Jet looked over at one of nearby mares and beckoned her over to him.

She was a relatively young mare, deep amber eyes, strong legs, nice wavy green mane with a very well kept peach colored coat.She seemed to have a very up-beat personality judging by how she carried herself. She couldn't have been no more than a few months past her eighteenth birthday at the very most. She didn't recognize her from any pony normally in town, so she must have been some pony from out of town; most likely one on spring break.

"I need to see you in my office for an interview session" D Jet said.

Fluttershy had the most sinking feeling. She wasn't quite sure what an 'interview session' was, but something deep down told her it wasn't good. Not helped by Dee Jet's creepy demeanor.

"O-ok?" The mare said apprehensively.

Dee Jet motioned one of the waitresses over to him. "I need you to get Fluttershy here to sign the paperwork. The A2 paperwork if you would be so kind."

The mare waitress nodded her head and walked off towards a desk on the far side of the room.

"We will be beginning shortly Fluttershy, knock em dead" Dee Jet gave Fluttershy the the most rapey smile she had ever seen in her entire life before opening the door and heading into his office; the peach coated mare close behind. Just as she closed the door behind her the other mare walked over to the table and set some paperwork and a pencil down in front of Fluttershy.

"Don't read too much into it; it's all just legal stuff so you don't sue us if one of the stallions breaks your heart and stuff like that" the waitress said as she flipped the pages to the last part where Fluttershy was supposed to sign.

"I would like the read the whole thing if that's okay with you" Fluttershy responded.

"Well, I don't think you have time, we are starting in a minute or less. If you want any bits or bonuses, I suggest you just sign it now and worry about it later" the waitress said, pointing at the dotted line.

What do I do? I need the bits, but signing a contact without reading it is stupid.

Fluttershy watched as other mares signed the paperwork without so much as looking at it, even the ones that skimmed it seemed to sign it without much hesitation.

Oh, I know!

Fluttershy picked up the pencil in her mouth and signed the paperwork in bear writing, but not her own name; that of Buddy Bear, a local fishing bear not to far from her home. The waitress raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem to care how or in what language Fluttershy signed the paperwork, just so long as it was signed.

"Good, your first interview will be up in a few moments. Good luck!" The waitress picked up the paperwork and walked it over to a table on the other side of the room.

A timid green stallion with a microphone on his flank approached Fluttershy's table.

I hope I did the right thing... she thought as the stallion took a seat across from her.

***Meanwhile In Dee Jet's office***

This is unlike any office I have ever seen before... Clarinet thought to herself. The room was little more than a large bedroom from what she could guess. There was no office desk, printing or general office equipment anywhere to be found. The room was however, set up in a way that made her feel a bit uneasy. In the middle of the room was a large king sized bed, off to the left of it was a camera and lighting and on the far side of the room was a floor safe and a table and chairs; each being occupied by a different stallion all playing what she could only presume was poker.

"If you will beg my pardon, but what was your name again babe?" Dee Jet asked, only briefly making eye contact as he walked over to a nightstand by his bed.

"It was Clarinet, sir" Clarinet replied.

"Let me take a stab in the dark, you're a university girl, am I correct in assuming that?" Dee Jet said, sitting on the end of the king sized bed.

"Yeah, I'm from the Canterlot Royal Engineers Academy. I'm here on spring break, well...more like spring extra work" Clarinet signed as she stared at the floor.

"Well, yes. Quite a few ponies couldn't afford to go to the regular summer break areas such as Marmalade Beach or the Charity Islands. My scouts even told me quite a few either headed for the smaller towns to find extra work or just hid around in their dorms to make up lost credits. May I ask how much your total tuition is?" Dee Jet had a grin on his face, one that looked both somewhat sinister and triumphant at the same time.

Why would he ask that? she thought to herself. "Well I have a royal grant, but the remainder is about eight-hundred or so bits left over for my last two years needed for my bachelors degree."

"So sad, universities keep getting more and more expensive each year. You're one of the lucky ones though, royal level academies run upwards of four thousand bits a year last I checked" Dee Jet said as he counted in the air with his hoof.

"Yeah, it's quite the bummer. My friends are already on the Charity Islands having a blast and I'm working odd jobs part time just so I can barely afford cheap Ramen." In truth she was kinda glad she didn't go on vacation; the price of alcohol alone would have broken what little bank she did have.

"Well, I have an opportunity for you to make quite a bit of money." Dee Jet reached over to the nightstand and picked up a small bit of parchment with a list on it. He quickly read over the contents then set it down.

"Deep bottomless eyes, very fit strong body with a an A class posterior. Brilliant emerald green mane and a very warm peach coat. Oh, and the piston cutie mark on your flank is a nice touch to the total package" Dee Jet smiled as he eyed up Clarinet. "Quite frankly you're gorgeous. all the makings of a star, but in a humble down to earth package."

"I-Umm, T-thank you, I guess?" She could feel the blood rushing to her face. She knew that she was blushing , but this is the first time anypony had called her gorgeous or went this far to flatter her. However, this flattery seemed really off-putting as well. She knew very well this stallion was a former porn star turned director. This wasn't any normal flattery, this was an attempt to butter her up to agree to something, though she wasn't sure what just yet.

"You babe is what we call an A plus find in my business, only one class is above your pedigree babe and those are the S class finds, which are only one in ten thousand" Dee Jet licked his lips, his silver tooth reflecting light onto a nearby wall.

"I'm kinda liking all the flattery, but I still don't know why you wanted me to meet back here with you. Though if I had to guess, knowing your background..."

"Hit the topic right on the nose with a hammer, this isn't a interview session, or one of those petty pep talks the staff makes daily;this is the real deal. I want you to star in one of my porn films, right here, right now" Dee Jet stated, smiling ear to ear.

I figured it was related to that... Clarinet thought to herself. "Sorry, but with all due respect, I couldn't possibly do that. What if my parents found out I was in a porno? Not only that, but I have much more respect for my body that that." She turned around, reaching for the door handle...

"I guess fifteen hundred bits wasn't enough was it?" Dee Jet said, right at Clarinet put her hoof on the door handle.

Holy Celestia's cutie mark...that's a lot of money She froze in place. That kind of money could easily pay off her tuition with just enough left over to start her own engineering bay or pay for a years rent. However, she wasn't so sure her pride could take he hit from others knowing she was in a porno; let alone if the academy found out about it. Still, fifteen hundred bits was just so much to pass up at this point in her life.

"I guess the extra five hundred for doing a specialty video wasn't enough either? Oh well, I guess I can just get a farm girl to do it instead" Dee Jet said, his tone obviously baiting her to agree.

Clarinet turned around, determination in her eyes. "W-what would be required of me?" She knew there would be a point in her life where she would regret what she was about to do, but that kind of money was something no mare her age could pass up.

Dee Jet smiled. "All you have to do is act natural, it will only take a half hour at most. Me and the boys are professionals, all you need to do is just enjoy the fun. Piston Jay, get the B suit out for our star here!" One of the larger stallions, a black one with a long white streak down his back got up from the poker table and walked over to a closet near the back of the room.

Clarinet watched as he stallion sorted though all kinds of sexually related items. Maid suits, bunny ears, vibrators, hoof cuffs and chains and even what looked like leather horse; a kind of square on a pedestal that a male or female was to be strapped down to. She watched as the stallion pulled out what she could only describe as something black, but exceptionally shiny. The stallion picked it up with his mouth and walked over to where she was standing, dropping it gently on the floor.

"Put this on" The stallion Dee Jet called Piston Jay said with a dull, low voice.

She looked at the item on the floor, it seemed like some kind of very loose fitting black latex catsuit, though from what she could tell there seemed to be parts of it missing. She bent over and stared to slide her legs into the proper slots, then her head. The suit was very baggy and loose, like it was made for a mare much larger than herself.

"it seems a bit...loose and there doesn't seem to be a way to close the back up. There's no stitching on it at all..." Clarinet complained.

Dee Jet walked over to her and muttered the words " Size fit, extra tight."

Clarinet watched as the suit closed up in the back and began to shrink in size around her. First at the legs and then slowly working up her body. It moved up her body, slowly squeezing her like she was a tube of toothpaste. It wasn't a terribly uncomfortable squeeze, but the suit seemed to work on it's own; getting the fit as skin tight as it could possibly be. Then she felt it; what she thought was tight before was nothing compared to how the suit covered her rectum and sex. It seemed to push up on them with force until it covered them both with a very tight and thin later of latex. Finally the suit finished making itself skin tight, the last of it stopping a few inches up her neck.

"Amazing isn't it? Us professionals use some of the best gear available. This one is an older model, but even shy mares can't help but love it" Dee Jet said, as he walked around inspecting the suit for any errors.

"It is kinda neat, a little tight around the backside, but I could see other uses for it. Like maybe a costume in a spy movie or something." Clarinet put out her front right leg in front of her. The black latex suit seemed to cover her all the way down her leg, even covering up the hoof.

"Ok babe, I need you to head on over to the left side of the bed. I want you to put half your body on the bed and the backside off it standing" Dee Jet pointed to the left side of the bed, right across from where the camera was pointed.

Clarinet nodded and did as she was told, putting her body half on the bed showing her rear towards the camera. "Like this?"

I hope this goes by quickly, I already feel nervous about this as is... she thought to herself, blushing furiously.

"Right on, babe!" Dee Jet motioned for one of the stallions to man the camera. A very thin, yet built blue pegasus in a backwards ball cap flew over her and Dee Jet, landing behind the camera.

"All set here boss" The blue stallion said.

"Good Kodak. I want the hover cams out for this one, need to get those angles you know" Dee Jet said.

"Already on it boss" Kodak replied.

A few seconds later multiple little balls were floating in the air, each of them taking up a position around the room. Each of them were no more than the size of a golf ball and some could even be mistaken for a puff in somepony's morning cereal.

"Ok, I'm gonna set the suit up in a way that may be a bit uncomfortable at first, but trust me. I done this for over twenty years now. You're perfectly safe here. Bondage level three" Dee Jet said plainly.

Suddenly, she could feel the suit moving her forelegs to her sides forcefully. Having her forelegs pulled out from under her she landed face first on the bed. At first she tried to resist, but the suit seemed to not care for the wishes of those who wore it; only for the one commanding it. The suit held her forelegs tightly at her sides and then the latex on the suit seemed to meld with the body part, locking her forelegs in place. Then a bunch of latex straps wrapped around her midsection, securing her forelegs firmly to her sides.

"Hey! I didn't agree to-" Before she could spout out another word a line of leather with a ball wrapped around her mouth, forcing the ball part into her mouth. She tried to protest but all that came from her mouth were muffled grunts.

"Calm yourself, the suit can't hurt you...well, much anyways. Aphrodisiac level five, sensual sensitivity level five" Dee Jet said in a commanding tone.

"Whoa boss! Isn't that a little bit top end for a newbie? I mean yeah, she will enjoy it, but what if it makes her black out or you know; do that sex crazed thing some mares do?" Kodak asked, showing concern for Clarinets well being.

"I'm going to get he best performance out her I can. I'm sure she can handle it!" Dee Jet yelled with pride, smacking Clarinet on the rear, making her squeal. "Roll camera!"

This is so embarrassing! Clarinet tried to vocalize what she wanted, but the ball gag in he mouth just muffled it to sound like she was enjoying it. She tried to break her forelegs free from the restraints, but they were much stronger than she ever imagined a flimsy material like latex could be; they didn't budge so much as an inch no matter how hard she tried.

As she tried to break her restraints a strange feeling started to rush through her body. The first sensation was something akin to heat, like when a mare was ready to breed, but not in the exact same sense. Sure, blood rushed to her face and sex, but it was more much more primal than just the normal end of month heat. Mares her age manage to keep it under control, to not let nature dominate them. This however, was far stronger than any sane mare could handle. She could feel her heart race, her sex starting to contract to make winks at any stallion that would rut her. It was like being a teenager all over again, but multiplied a dozen times over.

"Good girl, struggle a little! The viewers love it!" Dee Jet whispered.

Wait, this isn't live is it? she turned her face toward the camera and traced the line to a window. Just outside the window was a transmitting dish. That sly fucker!

She tried to struggle harder, figuring something on the suit would break, when the second sensation hit her like a train. Every single movement she made seemed amplified around five times over. The way she felt earlier, when she first noticed how tight the suit clung around her nether regions was now quite pronounced. Every little movement reminded her of just how tight it was back there, the little bit of rubbing to her vulva only made the former heat that more excruciating to handle.

"She's definitely ready boss, try not to leave this one a drooling mess like the last one." Kodak said, giving Dee Jet the signal.

Dee Jet walked up behind Clarinet, and smelled her sex, eliciting little whimper from the mare as she tried to control herself.

I hope he gets this over quickly. This entire situation is not fun she thought.

"Mmhhppfff!" The sensation was sudden and heavy. Dee Jet had begun to tease her body. She could feel his tongue skillfully going in circles around the outer edge of her vulva, intentionally skipping over her clitoris; much to her dismay. For the next minute or two she tried to keep her composure as Dee Jet teased her by working closer and closer to her labia and clitoris, only to torture her by not going any further. The suit was not making things any easier either, by now the effects of the aphrodisiac was in full swing and it was taking every ounce of willpower she had not to moan out loud. As much as she tried though, a few whimpers came out of her mouth.

"You want this? Don'tcha bitch?" Dee Jet said as he ran his tongue quickly across Clarinet's clitoris, making her moan loudly.

Clarinet turned her head toward D Jet. No, what I want you to do is blow your load quickly like every stallion ever so I can go home she thought to herself, but vocalizing it was impossible with the ball gag in her mouth. However, somewhere deep down she was curious if Big Dee Jet was actually as good in practice as he was teasing.

"Too bad, you're getting it anyways!" Dee Jet put both of his forelegs on Clarinet's back, just a bit north of her tail and leaned forward.

"Hmmnnppfff!!" Clarinet squealed with ecstasy. Big Dee had forgone the teasing and went right for the main course. She moaned loudly as his tongue skillfully moved from her outer labia to her inner labia and back out again.

Oh...oh my goddess, he's amazing... Whatever part of her wanted out of the agreement was little more than a whisper in the back of her mind. She had heard before than porn stars were good at sex, but she never would have guessed they were anywhere near this good. Her whole body had the quivers, the shock and hot sensation shot up from her sex all the way up her spine. She kept moaning, louder and louder; Dee Jet was moving downward in forceful circles toward her clitoris. She wanted, no, needed him to hit that spot on her body...

"Ahhhmmmnnnn! y-yes, right there! Hmmmppp!" The ball gag had popped out of her mouth right as Dee Jet covered her clitoris with his lips, sucking it slowly while forcefully pressing his nose in between her folds. "Nyaaahhh!, yes! Yes!" Not only was he sucking on her clitoris, but his tongue kept colliding with it rapidly; making her moan loudly.

He's too good, I-I think I'm gonna climax already...

Clarinet found her mind muddled in pure pleasure. She instinctively started to spread her legs and raise her rear end into the air; a mares signal of complete submission. Even if her mind was whispering no, her body was telling it to shut up. No stallion had ever made her feel this good, even the occasional fling with a lesbian didn't come anywhere near what this has been porn star could do.

"Good girl, you should be rewarded" Dee Jet said as he licked his lips. "Open end one."

He entire body gave a little shake as the rush of fresh air flowed onto her sex. Her body seemed to making winks at him at regular intervals, begging him for more. To think that all that pleasure from earlier was him making contact with the suit and not her body. Her mind raced with greater expectations; if he could nearly make her nearly orgasm through a layer of latex, what could he do with actual contact?

"Mmnnnn...yeah!" It didn't take long for her to find out. Dee Jet went right for the kill, swirling his tongue past her vulva and through her folds, penetrating her like a corkscrew. His tongue inched deeper and deeper into her body, feeling out and fondling every crease and ridge inside her. She tried to adjust her backside to guide him to her g-spot, but he didn't seem to need her assistance. He was feeling around inside her and intentionally missing it; most likely to keep her on edge.

"There it is, now for the finishing touch" Dee Jet said after he pulled his tongue out of Clarinet's nethers.

The teasing was getting the better of her. Her entire body was shivering in anticipation and on the brink of orgasm. She wanted to berate Dee Jet for not finishing he job, but she knew better; patience and submission would pay off in the end, now was not the time to get picky. As she stared at Dee Jet, whom was eyeing up how to best proceed, she noticed a monitor behind the camera operator. It was her in the image, with a slowly increasing number at the bottom. A message that read out 'stream purchases' and a number exceeded seven thousand bits was on the bottom of the screen. Her doubts started to come back; was this how Dee Jet made his money? How many perverts were watching her get ravaged by this porn star?

She stared at the screen, noticing how her backside was dripping wet, her mane was a mess and her entire body was quaking.

I wonder if this will bring me fame...I wonder if I made the right ch-

Before she could complete the thought, Dee Jet plunged his tongue once again into her backside; this time with dominating force.

"F--Ffff-fuck , that's...so..." She couldn't even get the phrase out. Dee Jet had hit her G-spot dead on. His tongue drilled into her vagina, making her scream in ecstasy. His lower lip quivered and vibrated her clitoris while his upper lip massaged her inner and outer labia, all the while making rotations with his tongue; each rotation hitting her G-spot with authority. This is what she was wanting; that last push to get release from all the teasing.

"Celestia yes!" she screamed. Her eyes started to roll into the back of her sockets, her own tongue tasting the bed sheets as it flopped out uncontrollably. Her body instinctively responded by raising her bottom, But Dee Jet was in complete control. He kept up his pace, hitting her G-spot over and over again until it happened.

Her entire body seized up, fluids from her vagina flooded onto Dee Jet's face and the euphoria of orgasm washed over her. This, this is what she wanted, her body was in a state of lightheaded haze, heat, uncontrollable muscle spasms and a faint tingling feeling. Her front legs tried kicking outward, barely being held in place by her restraints. Short kicks from her back legs where blocked by Dee Jet whom seemed prepared for it.

So...so good she couldn't breathe or for lack of a better term, her body was too busy to breathe. Her entire backside felt as if it were on fire, followed by an electric sensation that shot up her spine. Her sex was contracting and the walls inside her vagina were rubbing together; searching to squeeze a member that wasn't there. Her mind felt hazy, like she wanted to fall asleep, but the intense flood of feelings from her body wouldn't allow it.

Slowly, her body started to come down from it's high. Her breathing was ragged and fast, her head felt a tiny bit hazy and her rear end kept humping the air, wanting more. She stared over at the screen next to the camera man; the number had gone up to around twelve thousand bits and there was a new number on the screen. A number of watchers in the region of three thousand.

T-three thousand ponies just watched me orgasm the hardest I ever had in my life. The thought of that many perverts watching her didn't seem to want to register. She no longer cared who was watching her, only wishing for more of what she already experienced. She started to flick her tail at Dee Jet, and invitation that she wanted more.

Dee Jet leaned over her body, a large mass sliding along her belly between her and the bed.

There's no way it's THAT large It was quite obviously Dee Jet's member, but there couldn't possibly be any way it could be as large as her body was feeling it to be. She had heard porn stars scout out smaller mares and use camera trickery to make the stallions seem larger than normal, but this size she was feeling was absurd in the ninth degree.

Maybe it's the suit, he did up the sensitivity She thought, trying to rationalize away why it felt so large.

Dee Jet gently bit into her ear, making her rear rise up in expectation. She then heard his whisper under his breath.

"That session earlier was just an appetizer and yes it is that big. Suit bondage mode off." Dee Jet let go of Clarinet's ear and stepped away, his member eliciting a slight moan as it was pulled out from under Clarinet.

The bindings holding her forelegs in place unlatched themselves and she could pull her forelegs out in front of her. She slowly stood up, though her body was still a bit shaky from her earlier orgasm. She turned toward Dee Jet and the camera and just stared in awe at his member.

Holy Celestia, it IS that large She sat there, gazing in astonishment.

She had seen a few reasonable sized members in her life; mostly from random flings at school, but his member would put a full grown horse to shame, let alone a pony. Even the few Highlander ponies she dated could not compare.

How would that thing even fit in a mare? I'm pretty sure even if it did they wouldn't walk right for a week...

Dee Jet smiled, the look of shock on Clarinet's face was the exact reaction he wanted. He walked over to the bed and sat on his haunches facing toward the camera. "Come on, suck it bitch. I need a warmup."

Clarinet walking up to Dee Jet and sat down, inspecting the massive member up close. It was mostly black with a few small splotches of white and a small scar or two going vertically up the shaft. It looked to be about four or so inches wide toward the top, with the base being slightly wider in overall girth. it seemed to lack a ring toward the center that many other stallions had and a scar made her think it was removed surgically; quite possibly to avoid it getting stuck inside whoever he was filming with. It wasn't just girth that shocked her, but length as well. By her estimates it had to be nearly two feet long from base to tip.

If he shoved that in me, it would really hurt, not to mention it would go right through my cervix and into the top of my uterus. The thought of such a large object in her terrified her, part of her hoped that he just wanted fellatio and that was it.

"Well, you gonna suck or do I have to punish you more?" Dee Jet moved his member and balanced it on Clarinets nose, inviting her to start.

She grabbed the base of his member at the base and began stroking up and down. It was hard, but not exceptionally so. it was kind of like it was soft as a skin level, but just a half inch below that it was like hardened leather. Still malleable and flexible, but tough. She decided to further test exactly what she was dealing with, maybe to come up with a plan to exhaust him so she didn't have to take his member up her backside. She wrapped both forelegs around his member and pushed up with her back legs and then down.

She ran her tongue up the shaft, pulling backwards with her forelegs ever so slightly. Wow, his pelvic muscles are something else the member didn't even so much as budge with her first tug. As she moved back down to come up to repeat another stroke she tugged a bit harder and still it didn't budge. Jeeze, I'm not sure if it even bends...

Dee Jet smiled, leaning back on he bed until he was laying flat on his back. lifting Clarinet forward with ease.

Okay, I do not want this thing in me she thought to herself. The entire motion of lifting her forward barely budged his member a bit. He could pick her up with it if he so wished.

Dee Jet sat back up, a smile on his face. " I could wear your body like a cock-sleeve if I wanted, babe. You don't do what I do for twenty years without training the right parts." Dee Jet smiled, the look of bewilderment on Clarinets face filled him with pride. "So, you gonna suck it or continue with the sloppy hoof job?I bet you can't even make me cum with your level of skill..."

Clarinet puffed her face in anger. The insult that she didn't know what she was doing, much less the fact that she couldn't get him to blow his load hit her pride in a soft spot. How dare he say that, I never met a stallion I couldn't outlast or make blow their load prematurely she thought to herself. Though most stallions were nothing more than two pump chumps, she would have to bring her A game on this stallion. if I get him to blow now he won't have the stamina left to put ...THIS mammoth in me.

Clarinet moved her tongue up Dee Jet's shaft and began to lick the outside edge of the tip, noting that Dee Jet made a very subtle moan as she completed her circle. Dee Jet leaned back, allowing her to get a better vantage point on top of him. However, as she gripped his member in her forelegs, she noticed a minor problem; it may be too wide for her to fit in her mouth. This was still the largest penis she had ever come across and she wasn't sure of her ability to actually please him in this way.

I think my best ever deep throat was about eleven inches without my gag reflex kicking in She thought to herself. Only one way to find out...

She opened her mouth as wide as she could and lowered her head over the tip of his member. Her lower jaw kind of hurt, but she managed to get her entire mouth over the tip, but only about a couple inches down. After a few moment of holding a position only a couple inches deep she began to probe how to go about making Dee Jet blow his load early. There was just clearance from the roof of her mouth to prevent any raking from her teeth at least so long as she kept her tongue out of her mouth and on the underside of his shaft as padding.

Having this thing in my mouth, yeah, I REALLY don't want this thing going up my backside.

She began to move up and down the shaft, twisting and turning to allow her some leeway space; even if only a little. Using her tongue she would occasionally make circles around the tip of the shaft. However she tried it though she couldn't get her mouth any further down than three inches at the most and she had a hunch as to why. She pulled her mouth off Dee Jet's member, making a long sucking motion all the way up and began to play with the tip again. The problem then became obvious; it wasn't the size, but the angle. The way she was standing meant the member was arched in the opposite direction of her throat, meaning no matter how hard she went down it would simply hit the back of her throat and go no deeper. She needed to re-position herself in the opposite direction.

Clarinet got up on the bed and sat down spread legged on Dee Jet's chest. Dee Jet didn't seem to complain, he seemed to not care how the job got done, so long as it got done. So long as he doesn't try and sixty-nine me, this should be fine. Noting how precariously close her sex was to her mouth made her nervous. If she could get the job done from the side she would have, but his member was just to thick to risk trying from any other direction.

She leaned forward, pulling the member closer to her. As before she opened her mouth as wide as she could and engulfed the tip all at once. This time however, thee seemed to be a little bit more space to work with and it seemed to slide down her throat much easier than before. I'll start with the three stroke special and then the killer squeeze. She slowly bobbed up an down on the tip of the penis, going no deeper than three inches at most.

So tried to remember a technique one of her friends from school used. It used a mares throat muscles in a special swallowing motion to effectively squeeze the stallion dry in moments. The trick was you needed to get at least halfway down the shaft for it to work properly; a challenge she wasn't sure she was up to doing, given how large Dee Jet's member is. Couldn't hurt to try...

She bobbed her head up and down on the member , changing the angle each time it went in; twisting and turning each time to keep Dee Jet guessing. After the third wide stroke she leaned in hard, this was her opportunity to make him blow early. The member was much easier than she thought it would be, quite possibly due to the ring most stallions had being missing. She slowly pushed forward, stopping every half inch or so to make sure she wasn't blocking any airways or triggering her gag reflex.

"Oh baby, that feels nice" Dee Jet moaned and smacked Clarinet on the right flank.

*Gluk* she almost lost it, her gag reflex triggered from the slap on the rear, but she kept her cool. Despite the hot stinging sensation on her rear, she kept focus. She was only maybe five inches down at the most, she needed to be further down for the trick to work. She continued down the shaft, occasionally moaning and constricting her throat muscles to gauge Dee Jet's reaction. The stallion seemed content, but otherwise not remotely flustered or struggling to keep it in. The occasional twitch from his member betrayed his calm attitude however, he was deeply enjoying this.

Just a little bit to go... She pushed forward, eight, nine and then ten inches. By now she was approaching her limit. She could feel the massive member getting ready to pass her airways, if she did this wrong she would start to choke herself. She never would have guessed that she could have possibly gotten something this big down her throat, there was little to no leeway this far down. It was also incredibly dangerous as well, one minor slip up and she could knock herself out or worse; die of asphyxiation. She pushed on a bit further, noting that at this point the tip of his member was now moving past her airways. Thankfully it seemed it didn't block them, his member being just barely soft enough to let air pass though. She moved up the last inch and stopped, she could feel her gagging sensation coming on and needed to finish this quickly while she still had some degree of control. It was now or never...

Dee Jet threw his head back moaning loudly. The entire upper half of his member felt as if it were being squeezed and then let go in a fleshy vice grip. He could hear Clarinet making a swallowing gluk kind of noise with each contraction; each one more powerful than the last.

She knows the Anaconda Squeeze? Dee Jet thought to himself, struggling to not ejaculate.

He knew of that technique, but he had never had it performed up him; most mares couldn't even get his penis in their mouths let alone far enough down to try it. Every time she swallowed, a wave of release followed by constriction went all the way up the length of her throat. Each cycle got a little tighter, making it harder and harder for the stallion to hold back.

Got to think of something... Dee Jet thought. He thought maybe sixty-nining her would make her let up, but the chance of her choking was very high. He didn't have a choice though; the technique made a negative pressure force in the mares throat until all the plumbing inside a stallion couldn't take it anymore; the valves and muscles holding back ejaculation would fail and the mare would suck him dry all at once. The last thing he needed is to embarrass himself live in front of his fans and compromise the rest of the session.

"S-suit, sensitivity setting ten" Dee Jet grunted, beads of salty sweat rolling into the sides of his mouth. He wrapped both forelegs around Clarinets backside to give him leverage then curled his tongue, plunging it into her vagina like a drill.

"Grrrrmmmpppp!" *Gluk *Gluk* Clarinet's felt Dee Jet's tongue enter her backside, twisting and turning; voraciously licking her G-spot. It was so sudden that she just barely managed to not choke. This time was far more pronounced than the last however, her body immediately started shaking violently; on the teetering edge of orgasm. She was going in for the money shot, but Dee Jet wasn't going to let her have it easily.

G-got to figure out a way to sl-slow him down At first she tried to block him out, focus on what she was doing. However, every time she maneuvered her backside to prevent him from hitting her G-spot he strengthen his hold on her with his forelegs. It didn't take long for her to realize that trying to physically overpower a stallion was foolhardy, much less one that knew exactly how to break a mare sexually.

I have an idea...

Clarinet locked both back legs behind Dee Jet's head and clenched her backside as hard as she could. Dee Jet retorted by sucking on her clitoris all the while desperately trying to get his tongue back inside her. Just when she thought she couldn't hold on any longer she felt it bump up on her front lip and then a few short squirts down her throat. Now was the moment to finish the job.

She clamped down her lips and held her breath, using her throat to clamp down as hard as she could. She then slowly pulled back inch by inch, her mouth making a slurping sound like a shop vac pulling water from a pool. She could feel small spurts of cum flow down her throat, but she needed to keep going; she needed to completely drain Dee Jet dry.

Dee Jet writhed in ecstasy, his legs were stiff as boards as small jets of his cum fired down Clarinet's throat. It was just the beginning though, he felt the full load drain out him and move up his shaft, the bulk of it just in front of where Clarinet's mouth was. There was nothing left to do, but lay back and enjoy himself; she had beaten him to the punch.

Her body quaked and a rush of weakness enveloped her as she reached the last three inches on Dee Jet's shaft. The small jets of cum were massaging her throat as she swallowed it, turning her on far more than she would have liked. Still, Dee Jet seemed completely paralyzed by his orgasm and was no longer eating her out with vigor. One part of her kind of wished she could have came with him, but the other part knew that if she blew first she wouldn't have had the strength to finish the job.

Well, this has been fun at least she thought to herself. She smiled toward the camera her mouth covering the last two inches of his member and pulled off with a loud pop. As soon as her mouth left the tip of his penis a torrent of cum came shooting out the top like a fountain. She pushed it slightly away from her, though a few splotches still ended up on her face and mane. She could feel Dee Jet moaning as the torrent flowed from the tip and soaked the floor in fluids.

She sat there, panting heavily while sitting on Dee Jet's chest, watching his member slowly slide back down into it's shaft. Across from her the monitor near the camera was clocking in at ten thousand viewers and twenty-five thousand bits. She unlocked her back legs from behind Dee Jet's head and slowly turned around. She then slowly leaned over, intentionally gliding her sex over his shaft as he winced in pain. She leaned over to his left ear and whispered.

"How was that for a sloppy hoof job?" She said in a sensual, but patronizing tone.

Dee Jet ground his teeth in pain. Breathing heavily as Clarinet kept bumping his penis with her sex, taunting him, fully aware that he was empty and exhausted. He opened one eye and stared at the screen behind her. Despite only being an A class mare she had managed to bring in low end S class income for him and for that he was happy. However, the fact of her completely controlling him like she did cut his pride deep. Not only that, but she finished him off in a hurry, making it more painful than pleasurable for the most part.

"Doc, I need a boost if you would, one for her as well" Dee Jet said.

A unicorn stallion still sitting at the table stood up. He was much scrawnier than the rest of the group, being only maybe the same size as Clarinet.

"Okay boss!" He said with a slightly nasal tone.

Boost? Clarinet was confused. We are done aren't we?

The unicorn pulled a pitcher filled with a blue glowing fluid from the nearby mini fridge as well as two paper cups from on top of it. He then used his magic to pour two cups of the strange liquid before setting the pitcher down. He then used his magic to levitate both cups over to Dee Jet and Clarinet. Dee Jet didn't even bother to grab the cup, he just opened his mouth and let the fluid pour into his mouth, bits of it dribbling off the edges of his mouth and onto the bed, staining the blanket a deep blue.

Clarinet sat up and grabbed the cup in both hooves. It glowed a deep blue color, but also seemed to have different densities of fluid in it as well; making the blue color deeper at one spot and lighter in another. Wondering what exactly it was she leaned her nose over the edge of the cup and inhaled, an action she immediately regretted as she pulled her face away, her eyes shedding a couple tears.

"What is this stuff? It smells like cold medicine that's been sitting in the sun for a month!" Clarinet held the drink as far away from her face as possible. It smelled like rancid milk mixed with rubbing alcohol that somepony peed in. Even some of the sulfur processing units at school didn't reek this badly.

"It's a stamina restoration potion. Drink it and you will feel like a thousand bits" Dee Jet motioned her to drink it, giving a smile to reassure her.

Clarinet eyed the concoction suspiciously. Dee Jet didn't seem to have any adverse effects from downing it earlier, so it probably wouldn't hurt her. She slowly put her lips to the edge of the cup and held her breath as to not get a nose full of absolute reek. She opened her mouth wide and tilted the cup, downing the entire drink in a single motion. It kind of had next to no flavor at all, only a very slightly numbing sensation and a very cough syrup like aftertaste.

She tossed the cup on the floor and waited. It didn't seem to have much effect on her at first, but slowly she could feel her strength return. Her backside no longer ached from over-stimulation, he breathing went back to normal and a warm sensation shot down her body; removing any sense of fatigue in her body.

"Amazing isn't it? Also, bondage level seven" Dee Jet said in a commanding tone.

Before she could say a word Clarinet felt quad straps go over her mane and across her cheeks, locking a dense ball gag in her mouth. Her forelegs snapped to her sides, the suit fusing like before. Thick straps of latex wrapped around her forelegs and chest, snapping tight and knocking the breath out of her. The suit became harder to move around in, as if it was suddenly made of thick leather. A choker appeared on around her neck with a leash dangling half way down her chest. The suit then constricted, making sure no part could possibly break free.

I thought we were done, that I sucked him dry! Her mind raced, why would he bind her body so harshly? I couldn't be that he still Ha-

"Gmmmmpphhhfff!" The suit closed the hole at the back where her sex was to tightly, rubbing intensely up against her body;only made worse by how hard it was to breathe. N-no, the potion! It restores sexual drive as well? Her train of thought was broken as Dee Jet rolled her over on her back, his body at head level between her back legs.

Dee Jet gave a badly faked reassuring smile, one that in her eyes reeked of falsehoods. He leaned in to her right ear "You agreed to a half hour remember? It's only been about fifteen minutes, tops. Also, that move back there really hurt me both physically and to my ego. I'm a nice guy though, I won't punish a mare as skilled as you too harshly." Dee Jet gave a lick on Clarinets cheek. "I love that terrified look you get when bond tightly. It's probably why our little arrangement is making me so much money from the viewers."

"Hmmowwmmff!" Clarinet said angrily. How!? It took me nearly ten minutes to get started on fellatio, not even counting his little session with me at the start...

"I think you said how. Remember the little unicorn over at the table? This entire room is under a time dilation spell from him. Out there it looks like we have been doing it for more than two hours, but in here it's only been about fifteen minutes in this room. It's a little trick I use to cut hiring costs and get nice long sexy movies out there. But enough about that, lets get back to work shall we?"

Does that mean-

Clarinet felt Dee Jet's thick member poke out of it's sleeve and rub up against her sex. No, anything but that thing inside me! She struggled with everything she had. Her back legs were hard to move, but they were starting to overpower the suit a bit. She heard the restraints binding her forelegs to her sides start to squeak, clearly stressing under her efforts to break free.

"Relax babe, it doesn't hurt as much as you would think." Dee Jet grabbed he leash connected to the collar around Clarinet's neck and gave it a hard tug.

"Ghhmmmpppfff!" The sudden jolt of pain made her body contort. The whole of the suit squeezed down on her body as if she were a tube of toothpaste. The suit was already tighter than she would have liked, but the sudden contraction was exceptionally painful. The air being forcefully pushed from her lungs, the latex riding up her crotch like an atomic wedgie, the choker around her neck making her fight for oxygen; not an experience she wanted to repeat. Normally, she wouldn't mind a little pain with her pleasure, alone they added a bit of spice to the her former encounters, but together like this was too much.

"You're not being a good girl. I have to punish you again." Dee Jet tugged the leash once more, this time not as hard, but for longer.

"Hnnnnnggg! Mnnnhpppff!" The jolt was a little less extreme than the last time. Her body still felt as if it were being crushed by a large snake, all the previous pains were there, but this time felt oddly...sensual. There was an additional torture this time, a small burst of what she could only guess was electrical current giving the tiniest zap to her clitoris. Somehow her body felt hotter, as if she was being turned on by this kind of extreme bondage play.

Am..am I liking this? The thought that she would actually enjoy this kind of play never really crossed her mind. The second tug however, while painful, just turned her on more than she expected. I can't be seriously enjoying this... she thought. Well, only one way to find out if it was a fluke

Clarinet snorted at Dee Jet in defiance, trying her best to curse at him through her ball gag. She needed this question answered and the best way to get answers was to be a defiant little sub.

"You're not fooling me babe. I watched your body closely when it contorted the second time. Your sex was winking a mile a minute at me. I want you to show me how much you want it." Dee Jet wrapped the leash around his left hoof then leaned in. He slowly began to kiss up Clarinet's body, starting just above her vulva and working his way up to the neck. He then buried his muzzle in the blankets, sucking on her neck just behind her ear.

She moaned in approval, but she wanted something different, a bit more pain to go with her pleasure. She wanted him to tug on that leash so she could find out exactly how kinky she really was. Sending this message to Dee Jet without the ability to speak would be difficult; especially since she had no idea what he wanted. An idea struck her, if acting submissive is what got her what she wanted last time then maybe it would again.

I guess this means I have to take that big thing up me. Staring down at Dee Jet's member made her quiver with anxiety, but if she wanted her question answered about herself then she needed to give a sign than she was ready to accept him, to bend to his every whim.

Dee Jet meanwhile was really getting into the foreplay. He was exceptionally good with the hickeys and the occasional nibble on the ear was enough to make her quiver with anticipation. He also had just about a third of his member out of the shaft, rubbing it up against her latex covered sex, occasionally lightly prodding it in preparation for full on penetration. Despite all the arousal, there was one thing she wanted from him and she was going to get it.

Mustering what strength she could gather she slowly began to move her back legs toward each other. The suits restraint magic, for lack of a better word was being difficult, but not impossible to work with. Dee Jet wasn't making it easier, his foreplay making her lose her focus more than once. With a final push she was about to wrap her back legs firmly around Dee Jet's waist. She then arched her back, rubbing he tip of his member with her sex, hoping he would take the gesture as a sign of submission.

"That's more like it, my little sultry cock sleeve." Dee Jet gave the leash a hard tug, holding it out at legs length for a few seconds.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. This pain, this excruciatingly sensual pain is what she needed to test. Her body writhed and contorted in a hurricane of pain and pleasure. In the back of her mind she wanted to doubt it, but the evidence was crystal clear. The squeezing of her body gave her exhilaration, the tiny electric shocks aroused her and even the choke play turned her on. Her mind raced in the few seconds of sexual ecstasy, her sex winked a dozen times ; all of it confirming what she needed to know. That she loved and needed this kind of kinky sex in her life.

Dee Jet loosened his pull on he leash, allowing Clarinet time to catch her breath. As soon as her breathing returned to normal he leaned over her left side and whispered in her ear.

"Ready for the main course?" Dee Jet said as he prodded her sex with his penis.

Clarinet nodded and used her back legs to pull Dee Jet inward, hoping that would be enough confirmation that she was ready for him; that her body was fully submissive to him.

"Good, but I want to hear it from you and so does the audience. Gag off, foreleg restraints off" Dee Jet commanded.

The ball gag in her mouth quickly snapped off and retreated behind her head and the foreleg restraints that kept her legs bound to her sides began to merge with the suit; allowing her to move them again.

"I...I'm ready for you" Clarinet said, wish a hushed voice.

Dee Jet shook his head. "Not good enough, bad girl." Dee Jet pulled on the leash, hard.

"Nyaaahhh!!!" As before a jolt intense pain shot all over her body making her shiver intensely. She instinctively pulled Dee Jet inward with her back legs and arched her back, bumping into Dee Jet's member.

"Well?" Dee Jet asked, pulling on the leash lightly; watching intently as Clarinet writhed in sensual agony.

"I s-said fuck me stupid already, you asshole!" Clarinet wrapped her forelegs around Dee Jet's neck. "I want you to pound me until I can't feel feelings anymore, so stop being a little bitch and ravage me!" As much as she enjoyed the suit giving her pleasure, it was a mere shadow of the real thing. Teasing was fine and all in her book, even a little bit of pain, but this was borderline torture.

I swear to Celestia if he doesn't stick it in me already I'm gonna slug him!

Dee Jet smiled at Clarinet. "Open end one."

The latex over her sex retracted, rush of fresh air washed over her sex, making her give a little gasp, making her leg go of Dee Jet. Dee Jet then wrapped his forelegs around her thighs for leverage. He then nodded to his groin, indicating that he wanted her to watch that area. Slowly, the large member from before pushed out of its sleeve. She could see the veins popping up on both sides as is swelled in girth; slowly getting wider down the entire length. She waited with baited breath, the anticipation making her legs shake.

She watched as the member reached its full length, bumping into her sex. j-just fuck me already! she thought to herself. Dee Jet didn't push forward. She could see the sweat roll down his face as his penis swelled in size until the tip was around four and a half inches in diameter; at the very least. Her mind raced with faint second thoughts about if it will fit or not, but she no longer cared. Even if it hit the back end of her uterus, even if she couldn't walk right for a week, none of that mattered; she desperately wanted release.

She watched as he pressed his penis up against her vulva and began to slowly push inwards. A dull pain shot up her back as his penis spread her vulva, then outer and inner labia. Calm down, you can handle this... She felt his forelegs squeeze her thighs and pull back while his body pushed forward. She watched as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and drip off his chin onto her belly. He began to shift from side to side while pushing. He's trying not to put it in to fast, trying not to hurt me. At least not badly.

"Ah! Ah-"she jolted back her head biting down on her hoof. Her body quaked violently, her nethers gripping Dee Jet's member tightly. She looked down at the massive member; it was in her. It was only in maybe half an inch at most, but the fact that it was in at all and not making her scream in pain was a miracle unto itself. Breathing heavily, Dee Jet began to slowly push the rest of his penis into her. He slowly pushed in maybe another inch or so. It hurt, but not as much as she expected it to.

"Sorry babe, this is gonna hurt for the first few thrusts while your body gets used to the size" Dee Jet said, though his tone was far from comforting.

"Ah, mmmnnnppfff!" She bit down on her hoof again, doing her best not to yell. She stared at Dee Jet's member, most of which was only a few inches into her. She then noticed what looked like a bulge slowly moving up her belly. It wasn't very large, maybe only half an inch tall. Its so big I can physically see it deforming me She laid back her head, biting hard into her hoof. Her breathing felt ragged and labored; each little gasp of air feeling as if it were immediately pushed out of her. With each inch she could feel her body shaking violently, the pain becoming more intense. She almost wanted to push Dee Jet away, but deep down she knew it would hurt just as bad going out. No, she needed to endure. She looked back down at Dee Jet, he had only made it another half inch or so into her.

"This next part is gonna hurt like no other, babe. For both our safety I have to take precautions.' Dee Jet looked physically drained. Just getting this far into Clarinet was taking all of his focus. "I'm sorry, bondage level ten."

She suddenly felt a cold rush of some kind of liquid run up her spine, around her mane and shoot off into the air past her ears. She watched in horror as a blanket of black splashed onto her muzzle, quickly spreading itself around her face like some horror monster from a B movie. It quickly coated her entire muzzle in a thick latex substance, connecting with the other part of the suit at the neck and spreading around. It flowed freely around her cheeks and over her ears, blocking out all sound. The black liquid then formed many straps each ending in a familiar ball gag that was forcefully pushed into her mouth.

Soon her entire face was covered in black, then the suit covered her eyes in a thick latex blind that double circled around her ears before securing itself at he back of her head. Her forelegs snapped together in front of her belly and not to her sides like the last few times. They were quickly bound together with straps followed by other straps binding them to her waist. She could even feel the bulge in her stomach before at the end of each foreleg. She felt another couple of straps go up and down her legs, connecting to various parts of her body; including one that went between both back legs, wrapping them firmly around Dee Jet's waist.

The entire structure of the suit seemed to change. It seemed to gain a inner layer that felt very...stringy in texture. They ran all along the inner workings of the suit like some kind of interconnected muscle system.

I wonder if I can still move? She wanted to try to move around, but remembering the intensity of the restraint from previous times made her reluctant. Still, her curiosity quickly overpowered her caution and she tried to move the strongest point of her body; her back legs.

A sensation of ripples running up and down her body began the moment she tried to move her legs; like the strands underneath were vibrating. Her attempt to move didn't even seem to budge her legs in the slightest. I guess the other layer acts as a extra restraint system. She felt another ripple move throughout the suit, then a buzzing sound; something very odd for hear being functionally deaf.

The suit hen snapped inward on her body like a rubber band , Hard. She couldn't even scream, the suit snapped in such a way that it forced all the air from her longs out at once. Her waist and rib cage felt as if a couple full grown stallions were sitting on her. It wasn't just her upper body that hurt, her pelvis seemed to push inward as well, making Dee Jet's member inside her feel much larger and painful. Just as the suit began to let up, allowing her to gasp for breath the buzzing noise in her ears stopped.

"Grrrhhmmmpoppfff!" An electric shock rattled her body, moving from her neck all the way down past her sex and into her legs. Strangely though, despite the initial pain she almost seemed to...enjoy it. The shock persisted for several seconds all he while she found her body reacting the same was as before; complete arousal. Her sex gave a few winks and she could feel her sex getting wetter than before. The shock let up and was replaced by another feeling; the strange stingy layer began to massage her whole body. The sensation of dozens of mouths licking and sucking every square inch of her body replaced the once painful squeezing. She moaned in ecstasy as every square inch of her body seemed to soar in euphoria.

I-think I like this suit...It clearly should be illegal, but I just...love the way it hurts so good She wondered if the original designer was heavily into self satisfaction or solo bondage, possibly even auto erotic asphyxiation.

"Every mare always tests it" Dee Jet said in a somewhat happy tone. "Well, either way you ready to let me in?"

"Immmhmmm!" She could just barely make out what Dee Jet said as she responded in affirmation. However, it's not like she had a choice in the matter. She couldn't move, see, barely hear and she had a dick the size of a cart axle buried in her. Dee Jet could do all kinds of terrible things to her body without her willing to and she could do nothing about it. All she could do now was feel out the experience, to trust his judgement.

Dee Jet let go of her thighs, wrapping both forelegs around her waist for leverage. He then pulled back an inch or two.

She didn't know what he was up to, but as he pulled back his member she noticed it didn't hurt in the slightest. He hasn't bottomed out yet. I wonder what he-

With one swift motion Dee Jet thrust his member deep into her, slamming into her cervix.

She couldn't make a sound, the force of the impact winded her. Her body seemed in complete shock, though it didn't hurt in the slightest. He body shook violently, her vagina contracted hard, gripping Dee Jet's member. A wave of euphoria washed over her body though it was only brief. She only felt part of the orgasm, the initial shock blocking out most of it. So-so big. So full She could feel the tip of Dee Jet's member under her forelegs, her body still quivering with the satisfaction of being penetrated so thoroughly.

"Bondage mode seven. Ball gag off" Dee Jet commanded.

The strange stringy under layer seemed to melt away into the rest of the suit. Most of the binding straps detached as well. The latex mask that has covered her face began to retract behind her neck from whence it came. She could hear and see again, even breathe a bit better now that the suit wasn't in high gear. She started up at Dee Jet. His coat was entirely drenched in sweat, his breathing felt labored and heavy.

It must be hell on his stamina to keep that big dick of his working she thought to herself.

Dee Jet didn't seem to care much. His smile showed how much he was dedicated to his job. A smile that shouted that he was set on a goal, even if his body protested.

"Ahhhnnn" Dee jet began to pull out his member out, her body seeming to protest the motion as it attempted to squeeze down on it; refusing to let it go. He pulled back until just a bit of the tip was left in her, then thrust into her with authority.

"Nyahhh!" Her back legs tightened around his waist as she moaned loudly, begging him to go deeper. The pain from before was completely gone, only the feeling of his cock hitting every single nerve ending inside; filling every inch of her vagina remained. Even the sensation of the tip ramming into her cervix felt good though it wasn't like she had any previous experience with that particular sensation; most males didn't even get remotely that deep into her.

"F-fuck that feels good! Whatever mare told me size didn't matter was a fucking moron!" She focused her efforts, squeezing down on Dee Jet member as he pulled it back; moaning loudly as her body twitched, begging for more.

"Nayah, Ah , ah,, Hnnmmm...Celestia yes!" Dee Jet had settled into a rhythm of pulling out most of the way and thrusting into her deeply; gliding though her like oil on a piston. Each magnificent stroke into her took only a couple seconds and every time she moaned loudly. Soon she got the timing right with her own body and they were completely in sync; She would squeeze down on his cock as pulled back and he would ram it all the way to her cervix, spreading her and hitting every square inch of her insides.

"Oh, goddess yes!" Each and every thrust was like paradise inside her, a crescendo of penetration, cursing and mutual enjoyment. Each thrust nearly made her orgasm, but was timed just well enough to keep the heat of the moment going; a perpetual state of hot soaking arousal. She wanted to stay in this state for as long as she could, but deep down she knew she had the easy job; Dee Jet would eventually run out of stamina or blow his load in her.

The heavy thrusting went on for a solid seven or so more minutes. Seven minutes of complete and utter euphoria. A couple times it felt as if she had and orgasm, but it was a small one, nothing like the full body seizure from before. She stared up at Dee Jet who oddly seemed just as tired as before; she forgot that he was a professional, he could probably keep this up for another hour if he paced himself right. One part of her wanted it to last forever, but she knew that wouldn't be any fun; for her or the ponies watching her. She looked over the side of Dee Jet and noticed the bit count was at over fifty thousand. Sure, she knew she was getting paid a large sum for the use of her body, but deep down she wanted to pay Dee Jet back. If only for giving her the best sex she ever had in her life.

"F-faster, you stud! You don't want the crowd to get bored do you?" She teased, knowing that if she poked his pride as a stallion the right way that he would comply out of sheer determination alone.

Dee Jet merely nodded and pulled back. "Graaahhh! Here comes the love train baby!"

She could feel Dee Jet's member swell in size very slightly as he rammed it into her body. Each thrust got faster and faster, making her scream his name in gratitude. Each solid thrust hit every nerve completely with the interval between each successive thrust getting shorter and shorter. By the time Dee Jet reached thrust eight or so he was slamming into her cervix nearly three times a second; he was hammering her sex like he was a life size engine piston and she loved every moment of it.

*Plok* Glop* Plok* The sounds of her sex being ravaged mercilessly filled the room. The bed beneath her body rocked back and forth with the force behind each thrust. Her body could no longer keep up with his pace and she didn't think she wanted to; this was the end game and she didn't want to delay the finale in any way.

"Goddess yes! F-fuck! Break me you beast, plow me like a corn fi-field!" She felt her body climax two, three times in quick succession; none of which slowed Dee Jet's relentless pounding of her sex in the slightest. She didn't care though, her mind was completely fuzzy from the chain of orgasm's her body was experiencing. Was this what it felt like to be sex crazed? To feel the absolute satisfaction of not only being dominated, but of wanting to live only in the moment; a moment of complete thoughtlessness and pleasure? Nothing else mattered right now, she lived only for this moment...

"Y-yes, S-so...Good!" She had no idea how many times she had climaxed, she lost count somewhere in the upper teens. Her brain kept flooding with happy signals, her tongue was laying sideways out of her mouth and her eyes were rolling into the back of her head. Dee Jet was going to fuck her until she blacked out, but she needed to stay conscious; if only to feel Dee Jet blow like a volcano inside her.

"Raaaggghhhh!!!" With one mighty primal roar, Dee Jet pushed his member as far as he could into Clarinet in one final thrust; going though her cervix and right into the middle of her uterus.

"Yes! Nyaahhha!" This was it, Dee Jet's member was pressed up against the top of her uterus; filling her completely. With the last little bit of her stamina she used her vagina muscles to grip his member with everything she had. She squeezed with her back legs pulling him in tightly, not wanting to miss any part of this moment. She could feel it, the lower part of Dee Jet's shaft was flexing, pumping cum into her. The warm sensation of his seed filling her was unlike anything she had experienced before. Torrents of it filled her body, back-washing all he way down her vagina; some of it flowing out onto the bed and onto her tail.

She couldn't breathe, the combination of Dee Jet's last mighty thrust, her body going into convulsions from over-stimulation and the warm rush of Dee Jet pumping everything he had into her like she was a gas tank prevented even the shortest gasps of air from entering her lungs. No mater what she did, the climax continued. Head head felt hazy, her body worn out like she had run a hundred mile marathon. There was only a sensation of floating on air, in perpetual pleasure.

Dee Jet breathed heavily, his entire body shaking and in pain. He watched as clarinet continued to shake violently, her head tilted back and her eyes closed. She was completely unconscious. He slowly pulled his cock out from her, the death grip from her back legs and her vagina gripping him like a Chinese hoof trap making it all the more difficult. Thankfully she was still wet enough that getting it out wasn't too much of a problem, the real pain being his body still sending spurts of cum into her as he pulled out; her body clearly wanted to keep him.

"Okay, cut" Dee Jet ordered with labored breaths, his body quaking as he finally managed to pull all of his cock out of clarinet.

"Dammit boss, you broke another one!" Kodak yelled as he stepped out from behind the camera. "She's stuck in a climax loop like the last one!"

Dee Jet pointed at the monitor behind him. On the screen showed a number of over a million viewers and a hundred and twenty thousand bits in earnings. "She's easily our tenth highest A class earner this year only behind Lady Midnight and Hip Breaker. I never thought an amateur could bring in this much money."

Kodak stared at the screen for a moment, his eyes wide in astonishment.

"I want you to prepare the paperwork for this little mare. Give her twenty thousand bits on top of her agreed cost and let her keep the suit, I want her signed within the hour. An additional ten thousand signing bonus should get her to do so."

"What should her porn name be?" Kodak asked.

Dee Jet put his hoof under his chin, musing. "Well, how about Musical Bondage? I mean she had an amazing sex voice under that ball gag, like a choir of getting plowed."

"And how do we want to break the orgasm loop? The first one yesterday was out cold in the corner for almost six hours" Kodak asked.

"Right, and we don't need the locals or hospital knowing what we are doing here. The city zoning office would have our hides if they found out. We did get that shipment of calming ointment in. I think it's called climax away or some other; it's in the closet." Dee Jet pointed to a white tub at the bottom of the closet.

"That should stop her climax loop" Dee Jet said.

Piston Jay walked over to the closet and picked up the tub by he handle, carrying it over and setting it on the bed. "Boss, it says it's a lubricant and is also a suppository? How am I supposed to-"

"Oh I know. I can't give it to her myself because there would be no way in Equestria that I would fit." Dee Jet watched as piston Jay scratched his mane absentmindedly.

"I'll spell it out for you. Put this gel on your dick and ass fuck her in the corner over there; make sure to penetrate her fully and she should come to in about thirty minutes. Don't worry about pacing yourself, the drug works both ways, neither of you will orgasm from it." Dee Jet motioned for Piston Jay to carry Clarinet away and he merely nodded.

"I think I've heard about that stuff, don't some of the other porn stars use it to last longer?" Kodak asked.

"They do. They also edit in orgasms later on; filthy new age slackers don't have the stamina, grace or technique to do it live. Let alone last more than ten minutes without it." Dee Jet had a disgusted look on his face. "An absolute disgrace to the art form I say. If you can't make a mare orgasm at least a half dozen times you're doing it wrong."

Dee Jet watched Piston Jay set Clarinet down on a pillow, her rear raised up in the air. Piston then covered his member with a thin green ointment and then stared at Clarinet.

"You sure this is how it's done boss?" Piston Jay asked.

"Yes, yes. So long as you keep pushing the medicine in her over time. The medicine needs her near climax for an extended time to work" Dee Jet said, motioning him to continue. "Just don't be too rough with her, we don't need our future star damaged."

Piston Jay nodded and leaned over Clarinet's body, biting her ear and gently pulling it back; the mare giving the tiniest moan at him. "Open hole two." The suit opened up a hole around her anus, allowing him access.

"Doc, another drink if you would!" Dee Jet yelled.

A cup filled with blue liquid quickly hovered over Dee Jet. He took it from the air and downed it in one gulp, tossing the cup aside. "Now, onto business."

"Boss, we aren't done for the day? I mean, those potions are not-"

"Nyah!" Kodak was interrupted by a loud moan from the other side of the room. Piston Jay had begun to ass fuck Clarinet. Both Dee jet and Kodak watched as her body reacted instinctively, raising her bottom into the air. Piston Jay had already settled into a rhythm and despite not even being coherent; she was still enjoying it.

"That's a pro in the making, she puts on a show even when shes not aware of it. As I was saying, yes, I'm well aware of the potions limitations. However, there was one more mare I wanted to convince. Outside there was an S class pony with a yellow coat and a pink mane. She would be perfect for a gangbang session." Dee Jet put his hoof under his chin again. "And she's most certainly a virgin."

"An S class huh? The last S class we had brought in netted us almost a half million bits and she's a virgin? You sure?" Kodak seemed to barely contain his enthusiasm.

"I got a look at her backside before I set her up at the table. I'm not one hundred percent sure, but she was incredibly timid; which makes me lean that way. I am worried though, she might outright refuse no matter how much we offer." Dee Jet mused, scratching his chin.

"Well if she doesn't' there's always option B, keep sending her gifts until she agrees" Kodak suggested.

"Hmmmnnnn!" Clarinet moaned loudly. She had opened her eyes, but still seemed mostly catatonic; her eyes glazed over. She didn't even seem to be aware of her surroundings.

"I want to avoid that cost wise, but an S class is hard to come by. Especially a virgin one." Dee Jet sighed dejectedly. "Bring her in Kodak, the worst she can say is no."

***ten minutes earlier at Fluttershy's table***

"Next!" Fluttershy yelled, another stallion grumbling under his breath as he left her table. Over twenty different possible suitors had already come and gone and every single one of them was little more than a horny university colt.

A white stallion with a purple comb over took a seat opposite of Fluttershy, grinning broadly.

"So, what's your name, profession and other stuff, you know the drill by now" Fluttershy said dejectedly.

"I'm Grendel Sheet. I'm twenty two and I'm a a master clothes maker from Canterlot. I'm interested in skiing, baking and pillow talk" The stallion grinned from ear to ear, not taking his eyes off Fluttershy.

Huh, this one doesn't seem so bad Fluttershy thought. "I'm Fluttershy. I enjoy social work with animals, nature in general with a passing interest in botany. I'm twenty and live near the Everfree Forrest."

"Interesting. I would have never had thought a delicate mare like you could live near such a scary place on her own. I heard some of the creatures in that place are downright lethal" Grendel said, clearly impressed.

"Oh, yes; very much so. It's not just creatures that even I can't calm, but very toxic plants and fungus as well. I usually avoid going into it myself." Fluttershy stared into the stallions eyes, waiting for his next few words.

"Really? Well I'm really good at math and I see you and me having a great time tonight." The stallion leaned in and lowered his voice to a whisper. "You see I'm really good at math. You plus me equal sixty-nine if you catch my drift."

And it was going so well too... Fluttershy shook her head in disgust. "Why does every stallion I come across have some crappy pickup line? I'm not here for a one time fling, I'm here for an actually special somepony!"

"But, you haven't even seen my dic-"

"Next!" Fluttershy yelled.

The white stallion shook his head as he got down from the chair. "Babe, if you're not looking for a quick lay, then you are in the wrong place. Prude." Grendel walked away, moving onto the next table.

Another stallion came up to the table with a smirk on his face. Before he even sat down she could tell he was ready to fire a pickup line her way.

"Hey babe, wanna see my totem where I pvp?" He said in a casual voice.

"I think I would much rather get fungal rot on my face. NEXT!" Fluttershy shouted.

"Jeez lady, stop being so serious. It's not like I walked up to you and asked 'You want some fuck' or anything like that" the stallion said.

"No, that would have only made you the forth stallion to openly proposition me for sex today. Next!" Fluttershy yelled.

Another stallion swayed toward the table, almost as if he were overconfident. However when he got to the table he hesitated to pull the chair out; noticing Fluttershy's frown and obvious grumpy disposition; a face that meant she was not in the mood for any more shenanigans.

"Let me guess, you want to make me a pair of pants so you can get into them right?" Fluttershy asked sarcastically.

"I was gonna go with something a little more practical." The stallion moved up to Fluttershy's side " If I flip a coin what are my chances of getting head?"

Fluttershy resisted the urge to punch this stallion square in the face. She slowly turned to him and gave him her special stare, making the stallion back away slowly in fear. "You have three seconds to get out of my sight before I hurt you."

The stallion turned tail and ran out the door, crying the entire way.

"I am so done with this. All that's here are a bunch of horn dog stallions and colts from out of town looking for an easy lay." Fluttershy looked around at other tables with stallions making the mares giggle at their terrible pickup lines. "And mares with no standards..."

"Fluttershy? Is that you?" A familiar voice said from nearby.

Fluttershy turned her head toward the sound. Waving at her over the crowd was a mare with a grass green coat, an amaranth mane styled into coiled dreadlocks with vermilion highlights.

"Tree Hugger!" Fluttershy shouted, waving back and motioning her toward the table.

Tree Hugger worked her way through the crowd over to Fluttershy's table, pulling out the chair and sitting across from her. "It's been awhile hasn't it?"

"It has, how have you been?" Fluttershy responded, almost ecstatically.

"Oh, I came into town to get supplies for my spring herb hunt. Heard Everfree had some exceptionally rare flowers and herbs used in medicine and balancing. Found this spot and figured it was a cafe of some kind. Thought I could get some honey sweetened tea and some pita bread to munch on. I saw you giving that stallion the death state; what gives with that? You're usually way more chill" Tree Hugger stared at Fluttershy, tossing one of her dreadlocks back casually.

Fluttershy stared down at the table, too ashamed and embarrassed to make eye contact with Tree Hugger. "I- I came in here to earn a few extra bits and maybe get a date. I was just...so angry and frustrated. All the stallions and colts do nothing but throw pickup lines at me, like I was just meat to them."

"Oh, I see. I had a few stallions toss me a pickup line or two on the way in. You just gotta let it flow over you ya know, no need to get mean." Tree Hugger looked over her shoulder, waving at one of the stallions.

"I guess, I don't know how to handle it though. The thought that they just want my body and nothing else makes me feel gross and unwanted; like me being me is not enough." Fluttershy stared at the table, sighing.

"Cheer up girl. Think of it this way; all those stallions out there are hormone driven by nature, ya know. Just a bunch of uni kids on spring break and all that stuff. If one gives you a pickup line take it as confirmation that you are gorgeous and in high demand. Sure, some of them just want to have a spring sweat session with you and that's it, but you have to feel the vibes babe; lots of mares in here only want that too." Tree Hugger closed her eyes and hummed a tune. "Don't you feel it? The energy of love is in the air."

Fluttershy looked up. "But, I don't want just sex. I want a special somepony to cuddle with at night, to love me for me."

Tree Hugger nodded in agreement. "Oh, I didn't say you need to go home with any of these stallions. It's perfectly fine to want a pony that loves your body and your soul. I was just thinking maybe that all these other nature driven stallions are stuck in search mode, their natural drive overriding their ability to see past the physical, ya know?" Another stallion gave a wink toward Tree Hugger and she returned the favor with a smile and a wave. "Eventually one will want you first and your body second."

"Well, there's plenty that want my body first" Fluttershy grumbled.

"Yeah, you probably won't find that here. The testosterone and estrogen in the air is so thick you could make soup with it. Love is in the air and all, but it's all primal love here, ya dig?" Tree Hugger said. "Also, why you need bits anyhow?"

"Well, the budgets pretty sparse this month and the city coffers are not paying as much for general animal assistance. I'm short about a hundred or so bits, it's kinda embarrassing actually" Fluttershy blushed, scratching her mane nervously.

The sound of a door latch turned Fluttershy's attention away from Tree Hugger to the door behind her. A thin, but muscular blue pegasus in a backwards ball cap walked out of the doorway, scanning the crowd, stopping when he laid eyes on Fluttershy.

"Are you Fluttershy by chance?" He said in a slightly high pitched voice.

"I am, is this about my payment? It feels like I been here longer than expected" Fluttershy said, pointing at the clock on the other side of the room.

"Yeah, sorry about that. We are a bit behind schedule, but don't worry we plan to compensate every mare. Actually, the boss wants to see you in his office. He may have a deal for you that may earn you a substantial amount of money." Kodak stepped aside, allowing Fluttershy room to go first.

Fluttershy glanced at Tree Hugger, doing her best to send the signal that she was not comfortable going back there alone, hoping Tree Hugger would go with her.

"Chill out girl, they only want to talk. Sounds to me that your moolah problems might just be over." Tree Hugger watched Fluttershy's eyes dart from the door back to her, catching the hint that she was scared. "Do you want me to go with you?"

Kodak locked eyes with Tree Hugger, examining her body type, mane, cutie mark and other minor details. "Sure, why not."

I'm sure boss could offer the spare B class mare a blowie movie job or something Kodak thought.

"Right this way ladies." Kodak pointed to the short hallway before the door.

Fluttershy nodded and shot a glance at Tree Hugger, one she immediately recognized as a thank you.

Fluttershy walked ahead of the pack, followed by Tree Hugger and lastly Kodak. Even with Tree Hugger as backup, she still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that she may be in danger. As they approached the next door she noticed an odd musty odor. Looking behind her she noticed Tree Hugger had caught on as well.

The group opened and walked through the door. Fluttershy stopped just a few feet into the room, followed by Tree Hugger and Kodak shutting the door behind them.

This didn't look like any office she had ever seen. There was a large bed in the middle of the room, a large studio camera to the left of it. A few nightstands and cabinets in the room and a table with Two ponies sitting at it. A unicorn she hadn't seen before and Big Dee Jet, the porn star.

There was an odd smell lingering in the room and strange sounds that reminded her of suction cups popping and a squeaky door hinge. She turned to her right and had to control herself from not jumping away in fright. It was the mare she seen from before, but in a far more ragged state. She was wearing some kind of rubber or latex suit, her mane was far more frazzled than before. She had her mouth half way open and her eyes had a glazed over look to them, as if she wasn't aware of what was going on.

Behind her was a near solid black stallion of considerable size. The lighting in the corner wasn't too good, but there was no mistaking what was going on. The stallion was having sex with her right out in the open with not a care for who was watching him. Not just any sex though, judging from where the stallion was positioned he was giving her anal sex.

"Hnmmm so good!" The mare said in a low voice.

"Whoa, I didn't know this placed doubled as a brothel." Tree Hugger said, also noticing the mare to her right. "Well, she really seems to be enjoying herself though."

Is she? No. I need more time to make that judgement Tree Hugger thought.

At first Fluttershy thought that maybe the mare was in trouble, but she seemed to be completely content with this stallion plowing her backside. Her eye would occasionally twitch followed by a low moan every few thrusts. Her forelegs seemed to be bound to her, but her rear end was in a position mares give when completely submitting to their mate. She couldn't fathom anal sex being at all pleasurable, but then again she was a virgin and didn't exactly have much personal experience to pull from.

"Don't mind her, she's getting a treatment for over stimulation" Dee Jet stood up from his chair and approached Fluttershy, stopping when he noticed Tree Hugger next to her.

"Kodak, who is the B class mare next to her?" He asked, pointing at Tree Hugger.

"I'm Tree Hugger, one of Fluttershy's friends" Tree Hugger said as she locked eyes with Dee Jet.

"Well, I guess I can offer you both jobs. I'm Big D-"

"Big Dee Jet, I know. My mom has a few of your videos. Not exactly my kinda gig, but I can respect what you do" Tree Hugger said, turning her attention back to the mare being ass fucked in the corner of the room. "She seems really relaxed, like on a whole new level of vibes. I can sense her chakra is a bit off balance though. I guess this treatment is to fix that."

Hmmm, no, she's most definitely in broken state. She doesn't seem in pain though, which means the treatment is working. Tree Hugger thought to herself.

"Well, yes. It's being taken care of. Anyways I called you back here to discuss business" D Jet said, pacing around the room.

Fluttershy had a sinking feeling. She now recognized that musty smell in the room. She prepared herself for what Dee Jet was going to ask. internally terrified of what would happen if she refused.

"In my line of business you, Fluttershy, are what we refer to as an S class mare. One with the body, temperament, and mind to become a legend in our business. You are an even more rare case as from what I gather, you're a virgin are you not?" Dee Jet asked.

"I'm- how would you. I'm not!" Fluttershy lied.

Dee Jet shook his head and smiled. "There's no need to hide it or feel ashamed, your expression and hesitation gives you away. Also the way you reacted to Clarinet over there being 'cured'."

"To be fair Dee Jet, most ponies would act strange after seeing that. Well, most. I think she looks really happy with herself." Tree Hugger watched as Clarinet let out another moan of satisfaction.

He's going to proposition her for That kind of work. Should I try and push Fluttershy not to, or support her decision? Tree Hugger felt conflicted. At one point this kind of work pays exceptionally well, but on the other it could destroy and innocent mare like Fluttershy. I guess I'll make my decision based on what she wants...

"That aside, I want you to star in my next film. Your personality disposition would make a great gang bang film. I would say maybe even a heavy bondage film, but Clarinet over there filled out quota on those for awhile. I'm willing to offer you five thousand bits up front for use of your body in my production with additional bonuses based on income generated." Dee Jet turned his attention to Tree Hugger. "I can only offer you around a thousand bits upfront I'm afraid. No offense, but we have a pay scale to uphold."

"Not my kinda thing. Also I know of your pay scale thing from a few others in your line of work. You called me a B class pony and if memory serves those ponies end up doing some more than nasty stuff. No disrespect, but I'm not really into anal or ass to mouth." Tree Hugger glanced over at Clarinet again. "I don't want to end up like her, even if she's diggin it, thanks."

Fluttershy winced at the thought of having a dick in her rectum, followed by it being put in her mouth. However, five thousand bits was a huge sum of money; enough to cover even the worst expenses many years over. The thought of having three stallions have their way with her body; each ramming into a different orifice did not entice her in the least. She really didn't even have much interest in regular sex, let alone rough sex with strangers.

five thousand though... Fluttershy thought.

"That's a lot of moolah" Tree Hugger said, putting her hoof over Fluttershy's shoulder to comfort her. "I think she would need more details before she makes a decision like that though. I have a few friends in this business and I think she would want to know what would happen to her. All the details."

Tree Hugger knew exactly what Fluttershy was thinking. She's not going for it, I can see that. Looks like they will talk her out of it for me. She wanted to tell Fluttershy what she was getting into, but had confidence she would make the right choice; she wouldn't intervene unless she needed.

Dee Jet sighed dejectedly, obviously not liking to give up his script. "We will position Fluttershy on the bed and come in at you one at a time. Oral will be given by the mare to the stallions as well as hoof jobs. While you are busy blowing Kodak or Doc I will move in and perform cunnilingus on her to prepare her for penetration-"

"Wait, cunni- what now?" Fluttershy asked.

"The technical term for being eaten out, hun" Tree Hugger answered.

"As I was saying. The mare will then assume the side-missionary position while still sucking on Kodak. I will be continuing cunnilingus while Piston Jay positions himself for anal insertion. We hold that position till Fluttershy orgasms once, then we moved out to double penetration cowgirl position with me on the bottom and-"

"Wait, I seen your thing on screen before. There's no way something that size will fit in any mare without it hurting a whole lot." Tree Hugger made a motion with her hooves to Fluttershy, indicating both girth and length.

"Okay, okay I get the picture." Fluttershy shuddered, the thought of being penetrated everywhere was already bad enough; him describing it made her feel ill. Not to even mention one of them had a dong the size of a small tree.

"It's okay Fluttershy, I'll back you up with whatever decision you make?" Tree Hugger said, putting her foreleg over Fluttershy's side. Though I already know what your decision is, your body language is screaming it already...

"No, I won't do it. No amount of money is worth degrading myself to that level. I'm with Tree Hugger on this one; my body is a temple!" Fluttershy turned around, ready to walk out the room, when a female voice called out to her.

"Y-you should r-reconsider" Clarinet said.

Fluttershy turned to the mare, her body still being rocked by thrusts from Piston Jay.

"You're body w-will never feel any greater climax if you turn them away. G-goddess that feels good" Clarinet raised her head, her eyes still very much glazed over and allowed Piston Jay to bite her ear. "F-faster..."

Piston Jay nodded and grabbed her ear with his mouth. He steadily increased his pace, ramming her anus as hard and fast as he could; Clarinet screaming obscenities, moaning loudly.

"Whoa girl. There's enjoying something and enjoying something too much. I think you need a meditation session to clear those desires." Tree Hugger stepped back, clearly disturbed by Clarinet's sex drive. Oh yeah, she's definitely broken state...

There was something seriously wrong with this mare. Fluttershy remembered how she was so vibrant and cheery before she came in this room. Now she was broken; seeming only to want more and more sex. She wasn't sure this mare wasn't permanently brain damaged somehow.

"You will have to ignore her. The treatment we are giving her requires the mare be on the brink of climax for an extended period to be absorbed. I helps them recover from the loop they get stuck in during extreme sessions." Dee Jet motioned for Piston Jay to slow down. "Only a couple more minutes and a hour nap and she will be fine Piston; there's no need to go that hard into her."

"Y-you're a monster you know that. Even if she agreed to this you did something to make her like that!" Fluttershy accused.

"L-let them...your body will thank you...." Clarinet laid down, her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her tongue rolling out.

"No! I refuse. This monst-"

Tree Hugger watched the stallions body language turn from docile, to fight or flight posture. The stallion in the back seemed to be charging a spell. They all seemed to be ready to defend themselves or even possibly attack, given Fluttershy's violent posturing and accusations.

"Calm down Fluttershy" Tree Hugger gave Fluttershy a hug, leading her toward the door. " We both refuse, have an awesome day."

Tree Hugger pulled the handle and helped Fluttershy walk out the room. She got one of the worst vibes she had ever felt come right from Fluttershy. She could feel her body shaking in rage. "Let's get you out of here hun, trust me, this place is bad juju for you."

Fluttershy seemed to move as lightning when she got out of the cafe, running behind another building with Tree Hugger close behind. There she collapsed on the ground, crying. Tree Hugger laid beside her, letting Fluttershy cry on her mane.

"Shhh, I know. You were angry and scared, you're in a safe space right now." Tree Hugger nuzzled Fluttershy, petting her mane gently.

"I-I wanted to hit him so hard for what he did to that poor mare. He...he turned her into a sex crazed shell of a pony." Fluttershy ducked her face into Tree Hugger's mane, sobbing softly.

"I know a few in that line of business. Big Dee Jet is well known in the business. He may look like a slime-ball, but from what reports I gather he's always been on the level; though I have heard he specializes in the more extreme stuff" Tree Hugger put her hoof to her face. "It wasn't him I was worried about. That black stallion, Piston Jay, I heard his name before."

"The one doing...butt things to that mare?" Fluttershy asked.

"Yeah. He got convicted of domestic violence, sexual imposition of a filly and use of illegal drugs a few years back. One of my friends in that line of work, Lady Midnight said he's been blacklisted for a while." Tree Hugger scratched her chin.

"Wait, what about a filly?" Fluttershy asked.

"Occasionally a fifteen or sixteen year old gets caught up in those videos. I don't have all the details cause me and Midnight only see each other a couple times a year at most. Like I said though, I never heard anything bad about Dee Jet."

"I guess I got angry over nothing then, will that mare be all right?" Fluttershy looked up into Tree Hugger's eyes, ears visibly forming in then.

Tree Hugger embraced Fluttershy in a hug. "Calm down, girl it's fine. The reason I stopped you is well, there are four well built stallions in there and we didn't need you getting hurt. Also that unicorn in the back was charging a spell to hit you with. I'm not too keen on magic, but I bet it was a climax spell."

"A what?" Fluttershy pulled away, shocked.

"Yeah, it does exactly as it says. From what I heard from Midnight it also REALLY hurts if you're not like, letting nature flow and stuff. I didn't want you to get hurt. As for that mare, she's well, in broken mode" Tree Hugger shook he head somberly and stood up.

"Let's go get us some shakerinos. I'll explain after we get some food in my belly. My treat." Tree Hugger stood up, helping Fluttershy stand up.

"Y-you sure? I don't want to be a burden" Fluttershy said apprehensively.

Tree Hugger smiled. "You're my friend and you look like you been under a lot of stress recently. I can't bear to see you so unhappy ya know? Follow me, I know just the place."

Tree Hugger turned down the road into an alley, intentionally avoiding the cafe Dee Jet and his crew were stationed at, Fluttershy close behind. After coming out behind sugar cube corner they headed toward the center of town. Once they got close she took another detour to a small stand close to the center of town, but completely devoid of customers.

"Wait, I've been down this street before and this wasn't here" Fluttershy said, noticing that the next street up was the road leading to the quill store Twilight frequented.

A stallion appeared at the back of the stall carrying a tub of what looked like strawberry ice cream. He was much shorter than a normal stallion, very thinly built. He had a lighter amber coat with a light orange mane.

"Mr. Cake?" Fluttershy said, not being able to see most of the stallions face.

The stallion set the tub on the counter and smiled, waving at her. "Fluttershy! How you been?" He then noticed Tree Hugger, her blank lazy stare locked onto Fluttershy.

"Oh, I see you've found a special somepony for hearts and hooves day tomorrow" Mr. Cake quickly inspected Tree Hugger with a glance "and a pretty one to boot, but ummm...don't tell my wife that, heh."

Fluttershy suddenly felt like she was going to implode on the spot. The blood rushed to her face and she turned away, avoiding eye contact with both Tree Hugger and Mr. Cake.

"We, we're j-just friends" Fluttershy said in a barely audible tone.

Are you just friends? A nagging thought in the back of Fluttershy's head made her think. She didn't seem to really have that much of an interest in stallions, maybe deep down she really was into mares. She did like Tree Hugger, but wasn't sure if the feeling was mutual or even if it wasn't just a strong kinship with another pony that could talk to animals. A quick glance at Tree Hugger neither confirmed or denied it; her being calm almost all the time made her incredibly hard to read.

"You know, I thought there would be more ponies at your stand. Your wife made a killer banana shake yesterday" Tree Hugger said.

"Actually, since you both are here I'm kinda stuck. The second freezer broke down and I managed to get all the ice cream in the first one except this last tub of strawberry. I don't have the room and I can't finish it myself, so...you two want some free shakes?" Mr. Cake smiled, shaking the tub from side to side.

Fluttershy and Tree Hugger glanced at one another, then back at Mr.Cake.

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth" Then both said in unison.

"Whoa, we are totally in sync Fluttershy, groovy." Tree Hugger smiled, hopping up onto one of the stool chairs, followed shortly by Fluttershy.

"Two titan sized shakes, comin up" Mr. cake said enthusiastically.

"So...umm" Fluttershy's mind kept wandering back to the mare at the cafe. She still didn't know if she would be alright.

"She'll be fine. She was currently what people in the business call the broken state" Tree Hugger said. Turning toward Fluttershy and seeming to read her mind with her lazy glance. "For the next few days her sex drive will be though the roof. The thing that stallion was doing to her was a treatment to get her mind back to normal. I mean, her sex drive will still be stupid high for the next day or two. Its some kind of leftover drive from when we were more nomadic, some kind of extreme desire to get pregnant if I remember correctly.

"So...she just looked like she was in a bad state" Fluttershy had an overwhelming feeling of guilt wash over her. "I feel really bad about jumping to conclusions now."

"No, it was completely rational with your limited evidence. Mare breaking is looked down upon, but sometimes it happens accidentally. She will probably make a fortune in recovery funds alone. From what I remember they will probably sign her up with a contract. Mares that end up like her are usually signed on with a nice A class contract. Even if she only does it for a couple years , she's pretty much set for life." Tree Hugger turned her attention to Mr. Cake, who seemed to be having problems with the shake machine.

"H-how do you know so much about this?" Fluttershy asked.

Tree Hugger sighed. "Years ago, back when I was a university girl I got involved with a group that did porn videos. I was desperate for bits to pay tuition and I was told I could get a thousand bits easily. I well..."

"This seems like a touchy subject, are you okay talking about it?" Fluttershy asked, putting her foreleg on Tree Hugger's shoulder.

"Nah, it's cool. You have to be honest with your regrets and your friends." Tree Hugger smiled. "I was given an address to a building with no windows on it and after signing some paperwork they introduced me a stallion named Unending, he was older, probably in his early fifties, but oddly really handsome. They told me what was expected of me and that I could bail out at any time if I got nervous. I can't stress this enough that they were really cool about everything." Tree Hugger took a deep breath.

"You can stop at any-"

Tree Hugger shook her head, interrupting Fluttershy. "No, you asked for an answer and I want no secrets between us. Unending was well known for having incredible stamina. He wasn't really popular per say, but he was a workhorse all the same; kept himself a steady income. He was also very soft spoken and respectful, unlike quite a few of the lower end slime-balls in the business. They set me up with a pair of really gentle warm up stallions-"

"Warm up stallions?" Fluttershy asked, almost looking as if she regretted asking it.

"They basically set you up on a side bed off camera and do some...really incredible foreplay. They avoid penetration or anything that would make a mare climax, but they leave you hot and ready to do the job. Another mare was ahead of me and just got done warming up." Tree Hugger blushed furiously. "Sorry, those two warm up stallions were REALLY good. I never been pampered that much in my life and I had them both for a whole forty minutes."

"That...seems excessively long" Fluttershy said.

"It was, but I loved every minute of it. Anyways, the mare ahead of me had a recently treated case of Anorgasmia, a dysfunction where it's incredibly hard to climax if not impossible. I watched as Unending kept at it, trying his hardest to get her to orgasm. All kinds of positions and holes; it nearly gave the poor guy a heart attack. That mare finally managed to climax at the forty-one minute mark, but well..."

Mr. Cake set down two twenty inch tall strawberry shakes next to Fluttershy and Tree Hugger. "You two lovebirds enjoy."

Fluttershy blushed, followed shortly by Tree Hugger.

Tree Hugger took a slurp of her shake, barely getting any in her mouth. "This is really thick. Anyways, she climaxed, but she got stuck in the daze you saw the other mare in. Without treatment it can last for hours on end and is really bad business wise, due to all the payments the studio has to pay out. I was really warmed up and ready to do the dirty, but after watching that mare just break like that...I backed out. Unending was really cool about it though, he probably didn't want to go on anymore as is. He did offer me a quick session with the warmup stallions on camera, but that experience scared me out of ever trying it or going back."

"Oh...I'm sorry for making you relive that." Fluttershy took a sip of her shake.

"Oh, it's okay. Unending got in contact with me a few days later and took me out for lunch and bought me a really nice dress. Gave me a bag with five hundred bits too. He was really sorry I had to see that happen. I actually kind of miss the old codger." Tree Hugger took another sip from her shake.

"So, what ever happened to him?" Fluttershy asked, also taking a sip from her shake as well.

"He died not too long after that from heart failure, ran onto another mare with climax problems and pushed himself too hard." Tree Hugger sighed, taking another drink from her shake.

"Oh, that's terrible. I guess that line of work has a lot of risks, doesn't it?" Fluttershy asked.

"It does, lots of the males run into serious heart, hormone and erectile problems if they do it for too long. Some like Dee Jet get age modification surgery to keep up, but it gets stupid expensive and only makes them crash harder later on. Mares usually end up with problems reproducing or just no longer enjoy it. Some older mares have even ended up being broken and in a coma for months at a time." Tree Hugger took a large gulp from her shake, putting her hoof up to her head to stifle the brain freeze. "It's one of the many reasons I never went back and even if I did I would have only done it for a year or two at most. That job is brutal on the body and soul; it just wasn't my destiny ya know?"

Fluttershy lowered her head. "I'll send a letter to Dee Jet later down the line. I should have kept my cool, like you did."

"It's fine. Dee Jet is not the kind of guy to go out of his way for vengeance or anything like that, every pony makes mistakes ya know? He might try bribing you with gifts later on though. Just have the mail pony return them to sender; best not even deal with it."

Fluttershy and Tree Hugger talked back and fourth about everything from family, animals, finance and even a little bit of politics; a topic Tree Hugger was not much a fan of. Hours flew by and not a single other pony showing up at the stands, the shakes just kept on coming even though both of them commented on how they will go right to their flanks. Before they knew it the evening set on them, then the stars came out.

"Girls, it's been great and all, but I have to lock up for the night." Mr. Cake said, staring at the clock that read nine o'clock at night.

"Wow, has it been that long?" Fluttershy stared up at the sky. The moon and stars were already out.

"I know, time flies with positive vibes" Tree Hugger stared up at the sky, also in awe of how much time passed.

Fluttershy got down from the stool and stretched herself out, pointing her wings to the sky and then to the ground before folding them to her sides. "Thank you so much Mr. Cake, I didn't expect that many shakes, come to think of it there was a blueberry one and a banana one mixed in wasn't there?"

"Yeah, I noticed that too. How much do I owe you Mr. Cake?" Tree Hugger shook her mane, a small purse falling out onto the counter.

"Oh, don't worry about it. Needed to get rid of some of the old stock before it expired anyhow. Hearing you two lovebirds go at it and your smiles was reward enough for me" Mr. Cake said, smiling ear to ear.

"I like your positivity Mr. Cake. I like rewarding ponies that go above and beyond." Tree Hugger reached into her bag and pulled out a small rainbow opal, setting it on the counter and pushing it toward Mr. Cake.

"A-are you sure? Those are worth over fifty bits easily." Mr. Cake hesitated, not sure if he should take the opal or if Tree Hugger didn't understand the value of what she was giving him.

"That's quite a lot Tree, you sure about this?" Fluttershy asked.

Tree Hugger got down from the stool, tossing her purse back into her mane. "It's nothing, really. I find weird stuff like that when foraging all the time. Be one with the earth and the earth rewards you back and all that."

"T-thank you very much. Stop back any time you want!" Mr. Cake said, ecstatic.

"Oh I will, your shakes are the best." Tree Hugger turned her attention to Fluttershy. "Let me walk you home hun, might be a few stallions with less than pure intents out, you know how hormones can get, ya know."

"I would be delighted" Fluttershy responded.

They both said their goodbyes to Mr. Cake and headed toward the center of town. Most of the stalls were already closed with only a few stragglers busily counting out their tills for the night. There were a few stallions hanging out in back alleys, but none of them seemed very interested in either of them. Either that or staying within the main streets lights kept them away. As they reached the edge of town only the moonlight was left to illuminate the path up to her home. Despite the town being rather full with the shadows of spare stallions out looking for a good time, the outskirts of town didn't even have a single soul; aside from a few police ponies on patrol that is.

"You ladies have a nice and safe night. Make sure to stick to the main streets; don't want any hormone driven incidents ya know." One of the police ponies said as they left the town limits.

It didn't take long to reach Fluttershy's cottage, they had barely even started discussing the stars when they reached the tiny bridge leading to her home.

"So" Tree Hugger scratched one foreleg with another. She seemed somewhat nervous; something completely out of character for her. "I'm gonna go rare herb picking in the Everfree Forrest tomorrow and I was wondering..." Tree Hugger took a deep calming breath. "I remember you saying your finances were less than groovy and was wondering if you would pick up plants with me tomorrow. We can like, split the profits and stuff after. I, uhh scratch your back you scratch mine and ...stuff."

Fluttershy didn't know how to respond. She needed the bits, that much was true; but this was far more than just a simple business venture. She may be terrible with social cues, but she wasn't completely blind to them. The light blushing, the nervousness, all of it pointed to either one of two things; she either had a really uncomfortable itch in a private spot or...

Holy Luna of the night, is she...asking me out on a date?

"Umm, Shy? You okay?" Tree Hugger asked.

"Oh, oh yes. I'm fine. I was just spacing out a bit."

She is! She IS asking me out on a date! Fluttershy thought.

"I would be honored to accompany you. It's a date!" Fluttershy said, barely containing her glee.

Tree Hugger smiled the widest smile she had ever seen. "I'll like, pick you up at eleven and stuff, okay?"

"See you then! Good night!" Fluttershy said, waving as Tree Hugger walked away.

She could barely contain her excitement. She unfurled her wings and performed a double barrel roll in the air followed by a slow decent as she fluttered her wings cheerfully. This was it, this is what she had been missing all along and it was with an amazing mare. Fluttershy turned to her home and walked though the door, casually tossing her empty saddle bags on the hat rack by the door. She hummed a tune as she walked to the fridge, pulling out a small bowl of pre-made salad and setting it on the table.

Meanwhile angel managed to start rummaging through her saddlebags, popping up out of them and glaring at Fluttershy when he noticed they were entirely empty.

"Oh, the shops in town didn't have any regular goods on sale today. All of it was hearts and hooves day stuff" Fluttershy said as she prepared the salad for Angel.

Angel protested, sending her a flurry of signs that read out as a combination of " Why didn't you come back earlier and what did you do all day?"

"Oh, I found myself a date!" Fluttershy pirouetted in place, nearly knocking the salad to the floor.

Angel tilted his head and with a hearty laugh gave the signs that read out "Oh, that's a really good joke."

"It's not a joke, I actually found a special somepony and she asked me out. It was a magical afternoon!" Fluttershy said, barely containing her excitement.

Angel opened his mouth, not exactly sure how to phrase his next set of signs to her. He first made and angry face followed by a a female sign. He then made a few more motions with his paws that looked like intercourse, followed by shrugging.

"Angel! I am not a confused raging lesbian!" Fluttershy growled.

Angel made a few more gestures that spelled out "You just proved my point for me, filly fooler."

"Whatever Angel. Even if it turns out I AM a lesbian it's perfectly normal. A whole bunch of mares are that way!" Fluttershy protested, slamming her hoof on the table.

Angel rolled his eyes. He began to make signs in an order that took Fluttershy a moment to translate. He made a sign that mean eating, followed pointing at the door. He then made a sign for rainbow and then ran around in a circle quickly.

"Scandalous! I will not be eating out Rainbow Dash on a regular basis! Besides, Rainbow Dash isn't a lesbian, she's just sporty is all." Fluttershy crossed her forelegs angrily.

Angel put both paws up to his ears , made a poor impersonation of a horse neigh followed by a motion that looked like he was about to take a dump on the floor.

"It is not horse shi-" Fluttershy stopped herself, inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. "You know what Angel, I will not have you ruin this day for me. I'm going to bed, I'll see you in the morning when you stopped being a jackrabbit about this."

She opened her eyes and walked across he room and up the stairs. It didn't matter what Angel said, she was going to do her best to make tomorrow the best day ever. She climbed the stairs and opened the door to her room. It was already pitch dark, but the moonlight from her window illuminated her bed and any obstacles to it. She climbed into bed, a smile across her face and closed her eyes.

I hope she's the one. I really hope she is...