Rank, Dates and Shy Surprises

I always found hot showers were one of the best ways to collect your thoughts. Thankfully all of Madam Stormy’s rooms came with their own personal shower. Most of the time the feeling of the heated water pounding against my flesh calmed me, but I guess what I had just done with Rarity was still in the back of my mind.

Rarity and I just held each other and had small, idealistic chats - which was really awkward. I already knew a lot about my friends, it was kinda hard asking questions I already knew the answers to. Still, Rarity seemed to have really enjoyed my service and if I’m being completely honest, I really enjoyed it as well.

I guess that was one of the reasons my thoughts were so jumbled? I mean, should I have told her who I was? I never lied to her and she’d never asked. Still, it kinda bothered me how much I enjoyed her not knowing it was me.

Turning off the water, I sighed. I guessed I shouldn't fret over it. Nopony had gotten hurt and I didn’t plan on doing this for long, even if I really enjoyed it. Seeing my friend truly happy and satisfied also made me feel better about my decision, since she would have never have let herself go that much with Applejack.

Stepping out of the shower, I’d taken a moment to look myself over. It still amazed me how different I looked. The collar was amazing - Stormy had told me it was also waterproof and that only I could remove it. It just made its gifts even better. Still I couldn't waste too much time looking myself over, I needed to get going if I wanted to get back to the barn at a decent hour.

After drying myself off I headed out making sure to keep the collar on. Stormy had warned me not to take it off until I was out of the building, as sometimes clients would swing by and she knew I didn't want to be caught. I made sure to write Rarity’s time down before I headed out as well.

Stormy was already waiting for me with a smile. I guess Rarity must have told her only good things. Still, I couldn't help but feel intimidated by the mare’s presence. I gulped as I handed her my time, knowing full well she would notice the problem.

Her eyes widened as she glanced at my time to the clock. “Miss. Martini, are you sure you got the time right? By my calculations you're off by about an hour?” she asked. Well, this was it, I didn’t know Stormy well enough to guess how she’d react. Even though I was selling my body I had standards and holding somepony shouldn't cost a dime.

“Well, Madam Stormy, I don't believe in charging somepony who just wants to be held. My client was done using me and just wanted to bask in the afterglow - so I turned off the clock. I hope you don't mind,” I replied. Wow - I hadn't been Miss Martini for more than two days and I kept up my city accent. Still, the silence and the stare that Stormy gave me did make me worry, maybe I had messed up.

I instantly felt relief as Stormy started to laugh. “Oh child, that is perfectly fine. It is your body and time. I have no problem with how you choose to spend it. Though that does explain the amazing rating she gave you,” she said. That made my brow rise, did I really do that good of a job?

Stormy smiled. “Your client has been here plenty of times. She is normally very generous with her ratings. She has never given one of my girls an ‘A’ rating on the first time, though,” she explained. Damn, Rarity, you went and gave me the second highest rank? That was a surprise, but what really surprised me was how much pride I felt upon hearing I had performed that well.

“Well, I’m just glad she enjoyed herself. Before I head out, I did have one question, Madam Stormy?”

“Well, what is it child? If it's about how much that session helped your debt, I will have better numbers tomorrow,” she stated. It kinda surprised me when she mentioned the money. That had been the last thing on my mind - shouldn't it had been the first? Instead, my thoughts were filled with excitement about my next session.

“No, Ma’am, I just wanted know about requesting certain days off. I have a slumber party with my friends and I didn't want to have a client get their hopes up.”

Stormy just giggled. “First of all, any time I send you a request, all you have to do is decline. I told you I take care of my girls, I know you have lives. Though, letting me know ahead of time is always appreciated. What day is it?”

That was a huge weight off my shoulders. Not only had she not cared that I didn't charge Rarity for the whole session, she was willing to work around my hours. So I told her the day and then headed out.

There was a small part of me that didn’t want to head home. There was a conversation i didn’t want to have. Hopefully with it being so late, he wouldn't be awake.

I really, really needed to learn not to jinx myself. Of course the moment I shut the main door to the house, the living room light turned on and revealed my brother waiting for me. I had managed to avoid his questions about the bits I had come into, but I knew it was only a matter of time before he caught up with me.

I just hoped it could wait awhile, maybe if I told him I was too tired to talk. “Sit down, sis, we need to talk,” he intoned. Whelp - that stopped that idea. I let my shoulders fall, I could tell just by his tone this was one of those ‘you talk to me or I go to granny’ type of moments. I hadn’t wanted to let this go on, so I sat down. Big Mac sat forward and stared me down.

“Where did you get the bits?” he asked. Yep, that's my brother for you, a man of simple and powerful words. Of course I couldn't tell him the truth, Celestia knows he’d never approve.

“Listen, Big Mac, ah know this will be hard for you to swallow. An personally ah don't want to tell you. Just know that ah didn’t get the money by illegal means and ah’m not getting hurt,” I tried to explain. Big Mac just sat in silence his eyes never leaving my own. I could only watch as the gears turned in his head, as he tried to come up with something. After a few more minutes of silence he stood up.

His massive hand cupped my shoulder. “Ah won't push ya, just know ah will find out one way or another. Just remember we’re family, ah know whatever you're doing if for us. Ah just don't want you getting hurt,” he said flatly. It wasn't often that my brother spoke so much, that speech held comfort and a threat.

Well, this was not what I was expecting to do for my second client. I still hadn't met them, which made sitting in the middle of one of ponyville's more fancy restaurants in my disguise even weirder.

When the message Stormy had sent me said that my client wanted a date first, I had been confused. Still, it wasn’t the strangest thing somepony could request. What made my situation even weirder was being surrounded by ponies that I knew, who didn’t seem to have a clue as to who I was. I grasped my collar for comfort. I must have been really deep in my thoughts since I never noticed as my client approached.

“Wow...you’re just as… pretty as Rarity said you were,” they’d said. Even though the voice had only came out as a whisper, I instantly knew who it belonged to. That wasn't the end of my shock as my eyes took in a Fluttershy that I had never seen before.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing - my super, overly shy, sweater-wearing friend was drop dead gorgeous. She had dressed to kill, I had known her for years and I had never seen her show off that much cleavage. The dress was simple but it clung to her body like a glove.

She even had her hair tied back so she couldn't hide behind it. Still, to see the girl who always wore big sweaters to hide her massive chest now showing them off like it was nothing was a shock. I’d quickly collected myself - I still had a job to do. “Well, that is very kind of you, but I’m afraid my beauty doesn't hold a candle to yours, Miss … ?”

Fluttershy blushed, but didn't shy away “It’s … Fluttershy. Rarity was right… you do have a way with words. Is … it okay if I sit?” she asked politely. That was my cue - I stood up and pulled her chair back. Just because I was pretending to be a different person hadn’t stopped me from using my manners. Fluttershy smiled before she ran her hand up my arm, and I’d nearly jumped out of my skin as her other hand groped my ass.

Yep, it was official - this Fluttershy was a changeling. There was no way this was my shy friend. To my surprise, her eyes widened as she’d pulled her hand away. “I'm so sorry… for being so forward. It's … been a very long time since I’ve done something like this,” she whispered. There was the Fluttershy I knew. I hadn’t wanted her to be upset, so I’d quickly grabbed her hand and placed a small kiss on it, before I gave her my most seductive smile.

“That wasn’t forward at all. I’m just glad my behind was tempting enough and that a beautiful mare like yourself couldn't resist grabbing it,” I said. Wow - that had sounded a lot better in my head, but it got results, as Fluttershy smiled and started to relax. Soon we both sat down and enjoyed our date. It was actually really nice. Fluttershy just sat there sharing what she did for a living and I’d just listened.

It must have been company that she’d really wanted, seeing how happy she was just talking. Still, there had been a question rolling around in the back of my head. I know Stormy told me to never question the client, but this question was really bothering me.

“Miss. Fluttershy, if I may be so bold. Why does such a beautiful mare like yourself need a fancy lady? A mare with your looks could have any mare or stallion eating out of your hands!”

If my question had upset her, it didn’t show. She just seemed to be surprised. “Well ... if you haven't noticed, I’m kinda … shy. A pony has needs and I don't like going out much. So when Rarity told me about the Sunday Resort I… started using its services.”

That had made sense. I really couldn't see Fluttershy going out to a bar or club. She wasn't finished with her explanation, though. “Also, and I mean no offence … when I’m with somepony I don't know and know she can't say anything, I can be more open. Most ponies find being with a complete stranger weird ... I find it exciting.”

You think you know a pony. I had to say that being Miss Martini was definitely letting me see a different side of my friends. I don't know when it happened but I soon found myself really excited to get Fluttershy back to the resort. Somehow I just knew I had only scratched the service of this ‘new’ Fluttershy.

The rest of the dinner had been spent with me trying to find ways to make Fluttershy more comfortable. This side of her was certainly different, but it had still been enjoyable.

The surprises didn’t stop there. As our meal ended, I watched what could only be described as a transformation. Fluttershy did have a little liquor in her, but I didn’t think that was what fueled her. As she took my hand, she pulled it close to her lips. Her eyes showed passion and possession, like I was her prey.

I could only shiver as she took my fingers in her mouth. If she cared about the other patrons seeing, she didn't show it. The pop that came from her releasing my digits had only made me feel hotter. “Well, Miss Martini, as great as this date was, I believe I'm ready … for dessert … if that's okay?” she asked. Yep - definitely a changeling. This could not be my friend Fluttershy looking at me like I was some delectable treat to eat. I couldn’t lie though, this side of her was hot.

I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that this was Fluttershy. Once we got in the resort I didn't even have time to open the door. As she pushed me against it, slamming her lips onto my own. I barely managed to get the door opened. Only to be pushed down onto the mattress within.

I moaned as she growled into my mouth, I could only gasp as she tore my top off allowing my breasts to fall free. Holy cow, she was just taking what she wanted, her hands were all over my flesh and she kneaded my chest. As much as I was enjoying this harsh side of my friend, it was still my job to pleasure her. Using my strength I had been able to turn the tables.

Pushing up I rolled us over, putting her underneath me. She squirmed but didn't put up much of a fight. I could see the desire in her eyes. She needed this, there was no need for words as I pulled the seam of her dress down allowing her own massive bust to flop free. Dang her boobs were huge - about a size bigger than my own.

I’d let out a small ‘eep’ as her arms circled around my neck. She pulled down such that our breasts touched. Our mouths met once more and our tongues fought for control.

Then I felt a sharp pain on my bottom lip and my eyes widened. Fluttershy - the most kindest of ponies - had just bitten me! I groaned as I ground my hips against her own, using my power to keep her pinned beneath me.

I pulled away shocked, only to stare at the pony before me. Fluttershy’s normal yellow fur was beat red, her whole body raked in sweat. It was truly a sight to see, the girl had an amazing body. It was a shame she hid it all the time. I probably could have sat there and stared, but like I’d said before, I had a job to do. “What would you like me to do, Madame Fluttershy?” I could handle the sexy Fluttershy, heck I could even wrap my head around the rough Fluttershy. What she said to me next almost caused my brain to stop.

“I want to feel you grind your dirty snatch against my dripping pussy, you slut,” she commanded. Like I’d said, not something I’d ever thought I’d hear come from my friend’s mouth. Whilst in my little stupor, the little minx had shredded the rest of her clothes. She allowed me a full view of her wonderful assets. She didn’t have the hour glass figure that Rarity had, her body had a little meat on her bones.

It wasn't a lot mind you, but just enough to compliment her body. I guess I was so entranced by her bare flesh that I hadn’t noticed her hand as she pulled my pants and panties down. I had to stop myself from falling as her fingers glided along my slit.

“Come on slut, don't keep me waiting.”

That was all I needed to hear. I didn’t know how I felt about being called slut. And in all truth, I was too horny to care. I knew that if Fluttershy realized it was me she was fucking, she would never - and I mean never - have called me or any of our friends a slut. Not wanting to disappoint, I forced her hand away from my pussy. Her cute whimper of disappointment didn’t last long as I lifted one of her legs over my shoulder, giving me a better position.

We both let out a moan as our folds touched and I didn’t give her a chance to get used to it. If she wanted a ride, she was going to get one. I used the leverage of her leg to grind the full length of my slit against her own, our juices stained the sheets as the tempo grew.

Fluttershy could only pant and moan as I kept up my assault. It was glorious! I could feel her body as it tensed, as she desperately grasped at the sheets. I could feel my tempo falter as I neared my end.

Fluttershy didn't last much longer, as her chest rose and fell. Soon her back arched as her climax took hold. I felt her drive against me, and it had been enough to push me over as I shuddered, as my own climax came. Of course there had to be at least one more surprise I hadn’t expected.

Even as my body was racked in pleasure, I clearly heard her scream, “Oh Rarity!” Time seemed to slow down as her eyes widened, her hand flying up to her mouth. Gone was this strange version of Fluttershy, straight back to the friend I knew all well.

“Oh … Celestia … please … please don't tell Rarity I said-” I couldn't let the poor girl have a panic attack. So I pressed my finger against her lips and silenced her. Using my free hand I turned off the clock that sat on the night stand. I could tell there wasn't going to be much more happening that night.

Before the shaking mare could question me, I shifted our position and pulled her into a tight embrace. She stiffened but soon relaxed into my chest as I ran a hand through her mane. “It’s fine, su-dear, I would never share a client's experience with others. If you don't mind me being bold though, why haven't you told Madam Rarity about how you feel?” I asked. Crap - I’d almost slipped and called her sugarcube. Still seeing my friend that scared, I wouldn't have cared if she had found out.

She only shook her head before she spoke. “Sorry for ruining our night,” she apologized. I guess she didn’t feel comfortable talking to a stranger about it. Still I hadn’t been able to let her wallow in misery.

“Fluttershy, you didn’t ruin anything. I had a lovely dinner and a great night. And might I add, any mare would be lucky to have such a beautiful and passionate mare like yourself as a lover.” That must have calmed her down, as she snuggled deeper into my chest. I had to strain to hear the tiny whisper of thanks that she offered me.

Still, this night had been one huge wake up call about my friend’s secret life. I couldn't help but feel pride that I had gotten to see it first hand. Though it did leave a small problem - did I go about helping her with her feelings? She hadn’t wanted to open up to Miss Martini, but maybe a push from her close friend Applejack could help. It also hadn’t helped that I still needed to keep my identity secret.

I had to say, I was still finding this job a lot more fun than what I first thought. I wondered what could be next for Miss Martini.

Author's Note

first a big shot out to my editor ItIsASillyLittleGame
I would like to apologize for the long wait life got in the way, but i plan on going back to updating once a week