Every Journey Begins With A Single Step

When Spike popped back into Rarity's kitchen, Sweetie was nowhere to be seen. The only pony there was Rarity and she was enjoying the salad that Spike had made. Spike smiled at seeing her enjoying the salad and he took a seat at the table. "Sorry for not asking to use your stuff, but Sweetie was hungry, and I didn't eat breakfast." Said Spike.

Rarity smiled. "It's fine Spike, thank you for making this wonderful salad."

Spike shrugged. "It's nothing too great, my mother is on what I call the image diet, where she eats a salad to keep up appearances and so she and I can enjoy our favorite after-dinner treat, cake. I can't even count how many salads I've made her for dinner while I made something more filling for me and my father."

Rarity looked at Spike. "Wait, you can cook?" Asked Rarity.

Spike shrugged. "Kinda, I'm no Ms. Platter, but she taught me how to do the basics."

"Master permission to access memories?" Asked Cally.

Spike was confused. "Um... sure." Said Spike.

Soon pictures of Spike and Serving Platter appeared on Cally's screen. Spike looked at the pictures and smiled at the memory. "Yeah, I remember this one, this was when I asked Ms. Platter to teach me how to cook for my mom on Mother’s Day." Spike started to laugh. "We ended up just making a pizza, but I was so happy when mom and me ate it all together." Spike sighed. "I really do miss her." Said Spike.

Rarity noticed Spike's change in tone and gave him a little hug. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll see her again."

Spike smiled as he returned the hug. "Thanks." Rarity broke the hug and Spike let go of the mare. "So, Rarity, Fluttershy told me that you could make me some spare clothes?"

Rarity nodded. "Yes, let me get my notepad and measuring tape. Head into the main room and strip down to your comfort and wait for me behind the screen." Said Rarity.

Spike nodded as he walked into the main room and walked behind the privacy screen. Spike removed his shirt and pants and left them draped over the screen. "That should be fine."

Suddenly Cally groaned. "Oh, come on, take it off!"

Spike looked at his arm. "No, what's your deal?" Asked Spike.

Cally shrugged. "What, an AI needs to have something to do besides waiting for orders, it's all in my programming manual."

Spike sighed. "Cally, I haven't read your manual, can I get the short version?" Asked Spike.

Cally sighed. "Ok, AI's are fully aware and have emotions in the time I come from. I am a copy of my alpha unit; she was named Sheela. Sheela was also an AI unit that given awareness after a woman named Sheela decided to transfer her consciousness into a machine. Currently, I am 3 years, 89 days, 7 hours, 6 minutes, and 3 seconds old. This would make me a full-grown adult by AI standers, but when I was reformed into this body, my system clock was turned back to the state I was less than 1 year old, meaning my system is that of an early twenty year old Sheela."

Spike nodded. "Ok, what was Sheela like back in her twenties?"

Cally shrugged. "She was big into male strippers and loved to go with her friends on lady’s night." Said Cally.

Spike sighed. 'So, I have a man-hungry AI attached to me, great.' Thought Spike.

"Hey, I'm not man-hungry, I'm a connoisseur of a certain type of entertainment." Said Cally. "I also have access to your thoughts."

Spike groaned. "Cally, open controls." Said Spike.

Cally pulled up the control panel for her system. Spike looked at the panel, there was a lot to go through but right now Spike was looking for her access to his thoughts. Then he found Mind Link. He pressed it and found exactly what he was looking for.

Give access to user’s thoughts by AI unit. Yes No

Spike pressed the no button and closed the panel. 'Cally looked sexy in her Hard-light form.' Thought Spike. Cally didn't say anything. Spike smiled as he now had privacy in his mind again. "Cally, I'm going to detach my arm don't go running off." Said Spike.

"Of course, Master, is there anything you would like me to do while I am detached?" asked Cally.

Spike hummed. "Can you look for some information about the races of this world so I can be ready for it?"

"Searching. Also, Madam Rarity is coming back." Said Cally.

Spike nodded and detached his arm, which disengaged his leg, but Spike thought about his leg coming back and it was reattached. Spike smiled at seeing that he could walk around without his arm, but he draped the arm on the screen.

"Sorry for taking so long Spike, Sweetie reorganized my workroom and misplaced my measuring tape. Are you ready?"

Spike nodded. "Yeah, but a little heads up, I'm not like you ponies, I can't hide my stuff." Said Spike.

Rarity waved it off. "Don't worry, I've made outfits for a lot of ponies, but a few I've done were for pregnant mares."

Spike was confused. "Pregnant mares?" Asked Spike.

"Master while ponies can use magic to hide reproductive organs it is very risky to do so for a mare that is carrying a foal past the 2-month mark. So aside from foals who have no control over the magic, pregnant mares can go around if they are covered. But due to a low birth rate for ponies, it is not that widely known." Said Cally.

Rarity nodded. "Yes, it's true, Ponyville has around 300 ponies in town, but only around 75 males in town. Which is much more than the national average. So, I've only made a few outfits for mares in my 8 years of fashion." Said Rarity.

"So, there's a 4 to 1 ratio of females to males in Equestria?" Asked Spike.

"Well yes, it's been that way for generations, ever since the great pony divide. That's why herds are so popular in this world, do you not know what a herd is?"

Spike shook his head. "No, I kinda get the point, a few guys and a lot of girls, doesn't take much to figure it out. So, are you in one?" Asked Spike.

"Oh, heavens no, I haven't found that special somepony yet, but I know he'll show up one day." Said Rarity, but then she remembered that she was still outside of the privacy screen. "Oh, forgive me, Spike, I forgot about your clothes." Said Rarity as she walked to the other side of the screen to take Spike's measurements. But when she did, she dropped her jaw at the sight of him, he had a light six-pack, lean muscles, and aside from the hair on his head, he was hairless. But what pulled Rarity's eyes down was the tight-fitting boxer brief's Spike was wearing and the large curve of what was inside of them. Rarity gulped as she tried to ignore the thought of Spike's manhood.

Spike looked at Rarity. "Hey Rarity, you ok?" Asked Spike.

Rarity shook her head to focus. "Yes, sorry, just looking at how you're different from my regular clients." Said Rarity. "So, what are you looking for in terms of clothes?" Asked Rarity.

Spike hummed. "Well, I'm going to need some shirts, probably some shorts, as well as some jeans and a pair of slacks, a few polos, and dress shirts, would be nice as well, socks and underwear would be great too." Said Spike.

"What about a coat? Ponyville can get pretty cold in winter."

Spike nodded. "Yeah, that would be nice, I never liked the cold anyways."

Rarity nodded. "Very well." She then cleared her throat. "Spike, I'm going to need you to drop your underwear as well, I need to get your inseam." Said Rarity.

Spike blushed. "Um, you don't have to, I can do it myself if you feel uncomfortable."

Rarity shook her head. "No, I need to do it, so my measurements aren't off." Said Rarity.

Spike nodded as he started to remove his underwear. "Madam Rarity, would you like me to just tell you his measurements?" Asked Cally.

Spike and Rarity looked at the arm. "I am attached to Spike's leg as well as his arm, and my link with him allows me to map out his body so I can change to his body as he grows."

Rarity nodded. "Um, thank you, Cally, I'm missing his inseam and a few other things."

"Inseam is 36inchs, the rise is 9inchs. His underwear is XL size. Personal information is available but will need permission from Master Spike to access it."

"Um... Could you print a size chart for her?" Asked Spike.

"Yes, but I can give her more accurate information." Said Cally.

Spike groaned. "Fine."

"Acknowledged, accessing. Phallus size is 7inchs with 1.25inch circumference when not erect when erect measurements are 11.59inchs and 4inch circumference." Rarity was blushing, she knew that stallions were only around 10inchs and after a night in a Canterlot hotel, she knew for some mares that was massive. She gulped as she quickly scribbled the information down on her note pad. "Do you require anything else? I can give more information."

Rarity shook her head. "No that's all I need."

"Very well, I will send you basic guides on how to produce human apparel."

Rarity nodded. "Thank you Cally." She looked at Spike, he was blushing at the fact that he just gave a pony that he just met his sizes. "Spike, I'm done so why don't you get dressed and I'll start working on your clothes right now." Said Rarity.

Spike nodded as he reattached his arm and grabbed his clothes.

When he was dressed Spike walked out from the privacy screen and really didn't know what to do now. "Message incoming." Said Cally. A green fire popped out of Spike's joint and a scroll fell on the ground. Spike picked it up and looked at it.

Dear Spike, Celestia is awake now and she is going to meet you in Ponyville. Head for the eyesore of a castle in town, she'll meet you there. Also, I found the box that the tech I used to make your arm came in, I bought it at a garage sale in a highly developed reality and left it in my house in this one. I talked to me and found out that the original owner of it asked for a program called Hard light, whatever you do, don't activate it, and if you do, don't do it, your mother will kill me, me, and you.

Spike sighed. "Little too late dad." Said Spike. "Hey Rarity, I'm going to head out, do you know where I can find a castle in this town?" Asked Spike.

"Oh, you mean Twilight's, it's not too far from here, just look for the tallest building and go that way, if you see a large crystal tree you're there." Yelled Rarity from her workshop.

"Thanks. I'll drop by later." Said Spike.

"Ok, bye Spike."

"Bye." Said Spike as he walked out of the shop.