A Shopkeeper's Assistant

At least it was a warm day and she didn’t have to put up with the indignities of a cold bedroom and even worse, a chilly floor. Standing up Coco stretched luxuriantly, feeling both shoulders pop and ran a finger along underneath the shoulder straps of her bra which had dug in slightly overnight. She padded over to her dresser and its big mirror on top and spent a few seconds admiring her somewhat short and petite frame with nice firm cute B-cup breasts contained within a light teal green bra with a pattern of little white berries and darker green leaves printed on it. It was a cute bra to be sure, and one she thought went well with her hair and eye color. Even better it was designed so that the black shoulder straps crossed in an X pattern across her back which she found gave it a slightly more unique and perhaps athletic appearance. The color made for a nice contrast with the light and dark pink coloration of her diaper. Coco couldn’t help turning around and admiring her own butt in the mirror. The diaper fit like a glove, emphasizing her hips and behind. The large amount of pee it contained had darkened the pink plastic in the back about two thirds of the way up the back of the diaper. Pretty impressive, but it should be fine with a fourth major wetting later on so long as she sat in the right position for it. If all she did was pee standing up she was sure that at least a little would run down her legs. Wet legs were not such a problem so long as she was not wearing jeans which would make the leak plain to see, but she tried very hard to keep her pee from running down too far and getting into her shoes.

Now came a time for rapid decision making, as nice as just keeping her diaper on would be it rather limited her outfit options as it was too thick for most of her jeans to fit over it well except for the stretchiest of them. Short shorts would just look silly and while short skirts, at least the high-waisted ones would work, she was in more of a pants mood today since she had worn a skirt twice in the last two days. But now the question was; did she go with blue denim jeans or the black shiny vinyl plastic ones? As much as she knew she looked hot in the denim jeans the way the slick smooth vinyl pants looked on her was even more eye-catching and made a strong statement about her confidence and sexuality, while at the same time being rather modest in that her legs were completely covered. Enjoying the squishing of her diaper as she moved Coco hurried over to her closet and pulled one of three identical pairs of black vinyl jeans off of its hanger. Even just touching the slick material made her heart rate increase. She tossed these over onto the bed followed by a light blue sleeveless denim vest. It would make a nice materials and color contrast with her pants. Coco plopped herself back down on the bed and untapped her soaked diaper carefully making sure not to damage the tapes then she sat up enjoying how her damp crotch and butt suddenly felt refreshingly cool now they were exposed to open air. She felt at the front of her soaked pink thong which had not seen the light of day since she had put on the diaper over it the day before. It was certainly wet but not dripping with pee, so she decided to leave it on for another day and not waste time on it. Even if she did take it off she would only put another one on so aside from being wet there would be no difference. Besides it felt good to have something warm and wet clinging to her between her legs even if it was not a diaper.

Getting her vinyl jeans on was a fairly quick process too. They were a bootcut style which meant that she didn’t have to deal with the frustration of getting her feet through small leg holes, always a frustration with skinny jeans, especially when one is in a hurry. Plus, the inside of the pants was the same material as the outside so they glided smoothly up her legs and over her thighs and didn’t pull against her skin painfully the way real latex would have without copious quantities of talcum powder. These jeans were not particularly high-waisted, but they were certainly not low wasted either. The top of them sat tight but comfortably over her hips and just below her navel. To make sure they stayed as high on her hips and as tight as practically possible she put on a thin blue translucent plastic belt through the belt loops making sure not to accidentally miss one even though she was in a hurry. Pulling the belt tight she clasped it into place and only then paused to look at herself in the mirror again. It was a slightly unfortunate side effect of wearing tight pants that the feeling of the back strap of her thong running up her butt was a bit diminished by being masked by the feeling of the jeans pressing against her. She called these pants jeans even though they were not made out of fabric simply because they were designed in the same way as a regular pair of girl jeans would be with pockets and seams all in a standard style and in the regular places. Though there were no pockets in the back at all making her butt cheeks stand out as a pair of smooth firm shiny black globes. Not being able to help herself Coco grabbed her own butt with both hands and squeezed and rubbed for a few seconds enjoying the slick feeling of the vinyl plastic under her fingers. Looking at herself again she giggled to her reflection in the mirror, her teal blue shoulder length hair waving back and forth as she shook her head at her own needless sexuality.

For a brief moment Coco considered grabbing her small white purse and heading out to work as is without even bothering to put a top on over her bra. Let everyone see! After all she was sexy enough she doubted many would complain. But while Equestrian society was pretty liberal about fashion, there were still some limits and pressing that too far could result in some uncomfortable situations. Perhaps if she waited until this evening…

“We’ll see” Coco said to herself as she buttoned up her denim vest. It was short enough to leave a nice three finger width gap above her vinyl jeans showing off a nice bit of pale midriff. She always enjoyed that on warm days, feeling the breeze against her stomach was a constant reminder of how well she was showing her body off to the world and all the cute girls and boys who would be watching her.

Besides, the vest was tight enough that anyone who was paying attention could easily see the outline of her bra as it wrapped under her arms and across her back, though the shoulder straps remained undetectable. She liked to wear her bras tight for this reason because it pressed her skin in enough to leave a sexy outline even under thicker fabrics.

Last but not least she opened a red cedar wood box on her dresser and pulled out a plain shiny black plastic choker. It was wide enough it could have been a collar, but it was not designed as such having only three metal snaps in back. Putting it around her neck she set it to the middle snap, tight enough to be noticeable but not so much as to be uncomfortable in any way. Coco did like to retain her ability to breath after all. A little touch of black eyeliner to give herself a subtle goth look, nothing too extreme but just enough to tell others that such a look was the intention. A final full turn in the mirror was enough to convince her that she was ready to face the world for another day and that Rarity would see that she was putting in the required effort to show off her body and her ability to turn others on without being unnecessarily slutty.

“Any dumb horse can wear nothing at all, but it takes intelligence and a good eye for subtlety to look hot while wearing several layers.” Was what Coco knew Rarity would say.

This time Coco really did grab her purse and trotted to the door without delay, her shiny jeans making soft squeaking sounds as she moved. Slipping on some white sneakers with pink accents to match her purse she pulled open the door and headed down the wood paneled hall to the stairs.