Welcome to the Show, Twilight

Twilight nervously pushed the door open and moved inside, glancing around. She wasn’t sure what she expected, but the place looked… a lot more classy. Sure, there were shelves of sex toys and posters of sexy mares and hunky stallions on the walls, but it didn’t have a sleasy feeling to it.

If anything, it felt almost like a bookstore.

“H-hello?” Twilight called out before an earth pony mare poked her head out of the back of the store before smiling,

“Slutlight, right?” she asked before trotting out with a smile, “Just in time!”

Twilight nodded a bit, looking at the earth pony. Her coat was a soft pink, her mane darker pink, almost the same hue as Pinkie Pie. Her hair was pulled into a side braid over one shoulder and her cutie mark was that of a gear in the middle of a pink heart, “I assume you’re Pink Flower?”

“Got it in one!” Pink Flower said, “Call me PF, everyone does. Come on, you’re highness, time to get to work!”

“S-so what do you need me for?” Twilight asked as she followed the smaller mare, “Do I man the counter?”

PF nodded with a smile, “That too,” she agreed, “But not the first couple of weeks. I want you more comfortable for that when customers come inside. Especially as it’s more than likely that they’ll ask you to demonstrate the product.”

Twilight felt her face turn red at that revelation before she nodded, “I-I guess that’s a g-good idea.”

PF smiled at her, “Yep,” as she guided her into a workshop/storage room, “Which is why I need you to become familiar with everything I sell first.”

Feeling her eyes widen at the selection, Twilight looked around at all the various sex toys almost covering the shelves on the walls, “O-oh.”

“I see you are already familiar with Steel Harde,” she said and peered behind Twilight, “One of my simpler models, but pretty popular.”

Twilight blushed bright at the stare and quickly lowered her tail to hide the toy as much as she could, not exactly helped by the tremble that ran through her as she had to push it deeper again with her magic, “Y-you made it?”

“Mhmm,” PF agreed with a smile, “Yep. Actually, most of the toys the Show uses here I either designed or sold them. You can relax now though and take it out, your employers and owners are allowed to adjust your ‘clothing’ of the day. Just remember to take it when you leave again.”

Twilight sighed and almost relaxed as she slowly worked it out with a gasp, “T-thanks,” she said, putting it onto the workbench, standing up.

It wobbled slightly in place.

PF grinned, “Of course, it’s just going to be replaced with something else,” before she frowned, “...I usually recommend going in alphabetical order simply to make it easier to keep track, but I’m afraid anal beads don’t work too well with a latex suit that cover your rear.

Oh thank Celestia!

Twilight swallowed and then nodded, “Do you… have a list?” she asked, resigned to her fate as she looked around, “I could check things off as I tried them?”

PF nodded and quickly trotted to get a stack of papers, “Also, your profile said you have a research background?”

Looking at her in surprise, Twilight nodded, “I do.”

“Would you mind writing an instruction manual for each thing you try?” PF asked and then shrugged a bit, “...I was never that good at that. It usually end up with ‘insert tab A into slot B’. Maybe… flower it up a bit?”

Twilight nodded a bit and eyed through the list, “Test one of the… items… check off on the list, then write a short manual on how to use it?”

“Yep, pretty much it!”

Twilight nodded again, “I can do that,” she said and smiled when she saw that the list had numbers that correspond to shelves on the walls! So organized!

Looking through the list, Twilight selected a rather simple and smooth looking vibrator as the first item to try. Because there was no way in Tartarus she would try that ball of tentacles first.

Turning back to PF, she then looked around, “Uhm… so where do I…”

“Bed, next room,” PF answered, already engrossed into assembling something that looked like a mechanical saddle, “I expect you to be able to handle ten or so in a shift? With writing and everything included.”

“S-sure thing”.