I am Mojo Kitsune - I am a fox, born in an unknown or unseen side of the land of Equestria, but mostly forests. Our species were like the “cousins” of wolves and dogs. However, we all were part of a large family, friends and relatives alike. We were a “behind-the-scenes” kind, sneaking around and dodging whatever comes at us. Some of us protect and serve, while others stay behind. We attend parties and meetings when the occasion called for them. We even made contributions to repair what was broken and retrieve what was stolen.
At birth, we learn triumph and failure, right and wrong, as well as risk and reward. As we grow up, we were taught offense, defense, walking, running, espionage, adaptations, and even survival by our lost ancestors who lived before us. Mostly, we live in tough times and could only rely on our instincts to get by. We were told if we could survive the hardship in the woods, we could survive anywhere. Whenever something or someone chases us, we just run now and think fast. It’s been in our nature, and still is...
Yes, Equestria was indeed a huge world where all creatures came together. A peaceful city no less, which was all I could mostly remember...
Before the Reign
The former Princesses, Celestia and Luna, announced their retirement and passed the torch to a young Alicorn named Twilight Sparkle, which was more likely a smart decision. Various creatures relied on her whenever Sanger was afoot, and she, along with her friends, would take it on. We felt so safe, so much so that we wouldn’t have a care in the world. What sounded crazy was her announcement of expanding friendship even beyond Equestria. In fact, I remembered hearing her exact words,
“Our feats may have granted us peace, but it won’t last long. Danger can still disrupt it, both big and small. It’s only up to us to do something about it when the time comes. One day, I would be leaving this title with a bowed head. That’s why we must teach and develop the values and concepts of friendship all across Equestria and beyond, the way Celestia herself would do...”
For an Alicorn to think ahead, she had to have a titanic brain, not that I’m complaining... but to have that many creatures, in one huge place? I wouldn’t be as surprised if overcrowding became a first-rate issue. But if nothing else, we all know the princess would work something out. And she did, her uncanny idea was indeed summoning humans to become the city’s first of many civilians and workers to build machines, create establishments, and even socialize in specific matters. Come to think of it, she even had this major groundbreaking decree regarding human and creature interactions. Equality among species and all that. The first years of their arrival were trails by the handful, since Twilight approvals to human societies, Industries, and cultures, to name a few, were limited. The main conditions were that they resemble the sheer harmony amongst us all. Believe me, they all did.
Harmony couldn’t get much better as the years went by. Humans taught ponies and creatures their cultures, mannerisms, and even technologies. Of course, most humans at youth were taught to build their character, and learn friendship as well. Crazy, huh? Well, it’s nothing too surprising from what I figure. Every species have two basic functions, eating and mating, or in my case, fucking. Animals fuck, Humans fuck. We all fuck. Hell, even the princess could fuck anytime of day. Like I said, earlier, it’s in anybody’s nature, ours and theirs...
It was at that moment I realized, she was right after all... the worst was yet to come...
“Spoiled Rich plants money on Equestria, now newly formed Canterlot City!” was all in the press that day. As soon as I put the paper down, the whole city was never the same. A pony-only world; No peace, No balance, no struggle for triumph. Not a hard-working family in sight, just people and creatures in suits, filled with snobbery, poshness, and way too much class at every corner. People and Creatures were thrown out due to their insufficiencies against the higher-up standard. Others were running from the law, while others were unfortunately caught and taken, even as slaves. And what’s worse? Twilight was gone!
“You!” someone shouted at me. To my surprise, I saw stallions and humans holding metal prods and glowing spears. I said a “Hell, no!” to myself and just ran crazy. All of the cities were way too fancied everywhere I turn. So, as a young cub growing up in a bad time, I had to learn my instincts and adapt by jumping from building to building. The guards close in on me when I touch the streets, but could hardly catch up with me as I headed for higher ground. Not even looking back, I dodged a stallion in a suit without even a touch as I rushed to find a way out. Away from the whole utopia, and to an endless desert plain was where I stopped and crawled.
I saw to it that I had no choice but just go ahead and run my ass out of here as fast as I could, and follow the crowd of hopeless and heavily-beaten individuals. I took a look back and saw no sight of the guards, but a mess of people and creatures walking out with their hearts on their sleeves, crying and wincing in pain. I tried looking for where my family went, but I couldn’t see them throughout the huge horde of refugees. Most of us had no where else to go, and neither of us would risk going back to get everything we lost.
After the Reign
I was now in an upbeat city that was, luckily enough, thousands of miles far from the big one. In fact, this was as much paradise as it could ever be. It was a huge peninsula, a city near the islands, Best part was... No Spoiled Rich or anything like her to fuck it up. It was way beyond her city’s reach, in which almost everybody had to migrate to at this time of crisis. However, I figured she’d try to get her hands on it pretty soon. Even so, this whole land had democracy written all over it. In other words, “No greater power is of this land except for Celestia and God”, as one civilian would say. Come to think of it, we were taught the same thing back home.
I had to look for a job somewhere in this city, and not much luck has been for me so far except the feeling of freedom and opportunity all around. Along with it, the bright sun hitting through the palm island trees as I walk the lively streets of restaurants and shops, like it was the ultimate vacation spot. The whole unit was bright and colorful, enough to please every eye that walked by. Sounds of tropical and instrumental music added the flow of the city just perfectly, which was more than I could handle. I had a thought of looking for my family somewhere, but something of a loud scream interrupted.
I heard some commotion and looked to my left, seeing a weasel snatching a jewel from an old mare’s bag and running off. Seeing that this was a basic offense, I had to stretch my body for a bit before sprinting my way to the robber. I was closing in on him, but knowing he’s gonna throw me off his tail, I’ll have to use a different approach.
We made out way to a narrow alleyway, which was enough room for either of us to even pass each other through. But instead of following him entirely, I had to quickly jump from wall to wall until I was closer to him. The robber was that close to thinking he escaped, but he was unaware of my shadow. In no time at all, I dive-kicked him down and snatched the jewel from him before walking my way back to the shopping district, giving it back to the old mare.
“Thank you, young fox...” she said. I bowed and answered back before being on my way. It was then some buff looking earth stallion saw it all and had to approach me. He looked pretty old, but his structure proved otherwise.
“Hey, kid. Thanks fa savin’ my motha’s things. I feel I owe you a great debt.” the stallion spoke. He looked buff alright, but not too built. He had on an island shirt with shades on.
Oh. Well, there’s really no need, sir...” I complemented.
“Nonsense. You’re new in town. Lemme guess, you’re looking ta get employed?” he slightly read my mind.
***
The stallion’s name was Smooth Swinger, and he was running a barber and salon combo business under his late father, Suave Swinger. However, it was running low over the years, so he used it as a front for his real business, which was drug and escort services. He had about eleven prominent employees working in his stead, and they haven’t made much money with him. Now, they were left with six because most of them either quit or died due to insignificant decisions, which was beside the main point. The problem was that their rates changed due to competition, loss of interest, and possibly minor complaints. Guess that was where I would come in...
The business had a system set up: the top rate employees do delivery and home services. As for the middle rates, they do maintenance, repair, and accounting. Simply put, my job was to deliver products to locations on time, and cater to various women in need of stress relief (which was another side service Smooth had to run when sales don’t add up) like the rest of the workers, while other workers tinker or completely fix up stuff that is broken. But, before I could reap the benefits, I had to earn that spot first... Smooth mentioned that my job in the meantime was to clean up the warehouse, and the room in case of any guest visits. Luckily, I get to live in a largely open room of this colorful apartment they set me up with. It had a living room that’s not too small, clean beds, and a large cube-sized bathroom, along with a kitchen. A fair deal just for taking me in...
The first year was a struggle because I had to handle the heat in the warehouse. Oddly enough, there was only one fan in here that’s functioning, and even that’s not enough. I was sweating like hell, but I stood okay, despite the light beatings I took from the employees. While the guys had to go out and shop on their free time, I had to take care of the warehouse and ensure the product stays in its pure condition. Work was a bit tedious for a while, they said, but they’d expect to work themselves harder to the bone if need be. Whenever I had the chance, I’d visit the warehouse and look at how stressed the workers are, and give them some advice, which would be a problem for their pride at first. It was then I saw what they tried to ship out - a product they call, cocaine.
It was the main drug of this era today, and the only drug which the city was slightly moved by. Such a drug would normally be a root of evil, but that was only for those that don’t even have the knowledge to control their heads. For most species, it calms the body for a moment, while it keep them awake and upright. Some say it came from the new forests built by a generation of tribes who built their settlements there after Spoiled’s takeover. And with that, the plants they grew were what the city leaned on. Although, such potency and quality comes at a cost, and a lot of money would have to be put in for it.
Every night when the workers slept in their apartments rooms, I snuck out and started looking around the craziness of the city. The sounds of conversations and bass-stomping island music brought it to life. To my left were several restaurants chock full of customers, and to my farther right was a lively dance studio, with mares and women dancing to party music, with the instructors choreographing and counting loudly. Then suddenly, I had to hide in the crowds after seeing two shady looking humans carrying the same product the stallions were delivering. What really set it off was the fact they had guns in their waists. A lively crowd shouldn’t bear witness to such tactical heroics of mine, so I decided to walk away and head back to my hotel room and sleep it off.
From what I could figure, these humans had to steal the product from the deliveries. It was no wonder the business looked a little bad and not much money was coming in. Now, I had to come up with a way to get those thieves, and put the business back up and running...
Several months later, I had to do my duties as Smooth ordered while figuring out where to catch the thieves unscathed. The best I could do in the meantime was develop an understandable system so that they could keep score of their progress and use their talents for better development, which they don’t take too kindly at first. In fact, they looked at me and wonder how I kept my energy up despite a long day’s work every day. But, all they ever do is just rush their way into work, and tire themselves down too fast before they could even get home first. Sometimes, they just laze around, while some of them try to take a sick day. Either way, most of them probably don’t have the energy to do all of their jobs.
One of the employees tapped my shoulder and asked me that particular question, and I answered blindly that I just quit a couple hours of sleep. His reaction was,
"¡Caballito, maldito devorador de baterías! Debes tragarte un montón de baterías solo para levantar una pierna cada vez que dormimos, ¿eh? " he blurted out in his native tongue. The human employee’s name was El Caballo, who has on a blue tight muscle shirt and army-colored baggy shorts. I couldn’t understand what he was saying, but he looked like a tough guy on the eyes. We weren’t compatible at first, but he started to warm up to me little by little. In fact, seven of them saw me as a foreigner and understood where I come from, while the rest still think of me as suspicious.
Caballo mentioned that he was from the islands before he got the job. From what I could figure, he was probably involved in Spoiled’s reign and was forced out after defiance. He would think me as just some useless tool or some lifeless prude looking to take over, which I would never do at all. He was the first to think that my system idea was, as he says, “¡Mierda!”.
***
One night while everybody was sleeping in their hotel rooms, I snuck into Caballo’s room and woke him up.
“Coño, what do you want?” he turned to me in his bed.
“I got something going, but I need your help.” I spoke quickly.
“Honestly, what the fuck do you think you got going on except tomorrow, huh?”
“It’s gonna, in a good way, I guarantee you.” I firmly stated. It wasn’t long before got up out of bed and put on a white wife-beater shirt and cargo shorts. I grabbed him as soon as he was done, and as fast as I could, I took him to the exact same spot where the two shady heads were exchanging deals, and we’re about to exit out.
“These guys were onto your product. Your business, no, his business is going down because of them. The problem is who’s the employer that sent them here...”
“How can you tell?” Caballo looked the humans himself.
“I know...” I kept my eyes on the targets as they entered an abandoned one story house that had silver covers on the windows. I tapped Caballo’s shoulder quickly once they went inside. “Let’s go!”
I jumped out of the bush, and Caballo followed close behind. The minute he got word of the product being stolen ground his gears. We both snuck our way near the house nearly at the same time and caught the bastards. But, we had to stop ourselves and stay quiet. I came across the back door being slightly open before signaling Caballo, and whispered to him,
“Wait here, I go first. If you hear anything here, then come in.”
Caballo nodded before I opened the back door slowly, and closed it back. Then, I crawled inside until I saw the two humans in the kitchen calling on their cell phones and checking on our product. They finished checking, and just as they were about to type in a number, I made a light sound that alerted them. I bolted out of sight before one of them even ran to the sound. He exited the hallway, only to be knocked down by Caballo. That alerted the other human to grab his gun from his waist. I quickly barged in and kicked him to the chest, making him nearly lose his weapon. It wasn’t until I snatched him with a chop to the head. Once I caught him, I choked his neck before taking him down and putting him in a sleeper hold. Once he was unconscious, I snatched from his pockets a butterfly knife, a cell phone, and about thirty thousand bits in bills.
“¿Quién diablos eres tú?” I heard the other guy say before rushing my way back to Caballo, who I’d figure must be handling things. I had to exit from the back door and sneak in again. But as I looked upward, there was one window that wasn’t covered with metal. I climbed on, and saw the stallion confronting the human.
“I say who the fuck are you, cabron! You come here stealing our product?” the hothead employee boasted.
“It’s our product now, cuck! This city don’t deserve that good shit! Spoiled does!” he blurted out. It was then I abruptly threw the knife sharply at the human, and peeped out of the window. The knife pierced into the top part of his skull and stuck there, rendering him unable to move at all. The bastard slowly dropped to his knees and fell to his side.
“Coño! Mucho Cojones, dude!” Caballo called to me before I entered the house. We then had to clear the human off their clothes and dispose of the bodies somewhere in the backyard.
“Now where do we find something- wait! Let’s feed ‘em!” I smiled as soon as I heard two hungry pigs. They approached to us, angry until they saw the bodies.
Ay Dios, bro! Where you even learn this shit?” Caballo looked slightly scared, but felt impressed.
“It’s in my nature...” I said before we started throwing the bodies for the pigs to feed. Not even wanting to watch the whole thing, Caballo took off and ran. I followed by him and told him to just wash the blood off.
“Mis labios están sellados, el zorro loco!” he joked.
***
A day after the raid, I interfaced with Smooth about the system I came up with, keeping the raid Caballo and I pulled off in secret. He realized that the numbers started building up, and as a result, he felt like he was back in business. Next thing he did, he took the proposal into consideration before being dismissed back to my job. As I was cleaning the warehouse, the employees went rushing on high end to move packs of boxes.
“How in the fuck can we even move this stuff in there? There’s no way we can build up sales that way.” one of the employees put the box down hard.
“Why don’t you maybe do some furniture?” I proposed.
“We’re trying to deliver product, comemierda! What the fuck does furniture have to do with it?” Caballo shook his head.
After several observations, I had to put that information right into practice. “Use the product as a complimentary gift. Make the prices of furniture tolerable to buy online, which should cover your product costs. Take the Average furniture price, and sell it for a better price, but add your stuff to it for some extra money, then you can profit. Maybe double it for premium holders...”
The employees looked at each other then back at me. It was then Smooth broke the silence. “That’s real good thinking. I like it! This could work!”
In no time at all, operations were in full swing, and money was rolling in. Of course, word of mouth spread throughout the islands on this service, and everybody wanted a piece! I watched and smiled, seeing that they could finally stay in high spirits. For the whole thing to go on, old furniture were taken from the hotel rooms, and miniature bags of their product were hidden inside. But, they had to double-check, fix, and refurbish them before they could send them to the vans. In case you’re wondering where the vans go, then yes, they go to almost every corner of the land, even boatyards!
“Gentlemen, we are thirty thousand bits richer now! A month’s streak of four to five figures!” Smooth announced. The employees cheered their asses off.
“And it’s all thanks to this fox right here!” he pointed at me, and everyone applauded. Two of them clapped me on the back.
“Yeah, an’ whenevah we had ta take a sick day, you carried us back up!” one employee uttered excitedly.
“Dude, you know what? We should start celebratin’! Tonight, Burgers for da bruddas, and for dessert, Firehouse specials all around!” Caballo announces, and everybody repeated.
***
I woke up right after the bright sun rose, with rays making their way to the hotel windows. I get a loud set of knocks at the door. In swung the stallions and men, all in their island shirts and shorts, as if they’re about to hit the gym, which wasn’t what they had in mind.
“Get your ass up, Mojo! We’re goin’ Shoppin’!” Caballo called out.
“Shoppin’? Where?” I asked.
“First you gotta get your ass up, and grab a bag, dude! Vamos, Let’s go!” one of the employees beckoned.
Ok, ok, ok! Gimme a minute, yeah?” I had to head for bathroom and take a quick shower before drying up and putting on the only clean sleeveless shirt I had. After grabbing a bag and stuffing some extra clothes and items, I rushed my way out to meet the boys, who were indeed waited for me at the front. We started exiting the apartment before seeing a stallion, who parked a yellow top-down Mustang muscle car. We all got in and held on as the engine started revving up. We drove almost all around the city, sun shining bright like crazy as we rode near the beaches. To our left were so many men and women in different sizes of swimsuits, and to our right, several buildings being redecorated by painters and construction units.
We first stopped at a food truck near the beach and got out just for a little soaking, then hung out at a bungalow, which was a restaurant. We ordered cheeseburgers and cheesesteaks and handed the waitresses a large tip. While the employees eat their food inside, Caballo took me to the balcony, overlooking the beach. A mature human waitress wearing a beach skirt asked for an order, and I ordered some beer and burgers.
“The finest beer you got for me...” Caballo added before eyeing the waitress with a smirk. “And the man here will have some of you on a platter first.”
The waitress blushed with a giggle before saying that she’ll be back later. Caballo turned to me after I asked what this whole thing is about. Suddenly, he showed a serious face.
“Sorry for doubting for ideas, mi hermano.” Caballo added, then whispered. “If it weren’t for how you whooped those Canterlot comemierdas, half of the city would be gone for sure!”
I nodded. It’d be the same as back home... or worse...not that I had a home to even worry about...”
“Maldición, hermano! You must’ve had a lot of shit coming at you before you came here, huh?”
“See, we’re not so different in this kind of case. Pero, it’s shit like this that could only get you so far. If it’s one thing I possibly learned from the islands, mujeres can have the same shit, no matter how cracked your life is. Anybody can get it worse...”
“What are you saying?” I asked.
“You gotta get yourself some pussy sometime, mi amigo. You don’t wanna be some Agente federal matando a la mierda a la gente en tu tiempo libre, ¿verdad?” Caballo tapped on my arm and pointed to the beach. We then started gazing at some bikini wearing cats and dogs, who were posing on the beach sand in front of some photographers. I caught a look at them, and turned back to him with a raised eyebrow.
“Take a look at that, huh? That’s a whole lot of culo for a supermodel, eh? I’m telling ya, Lo tienen todo: ¡culo, tetas, coño! Es difícil conocer en la ciudad, ¿verdad? We got good pussy, but not as good as this! It’s hard to come by!”
I laughed at his statement before turning my gaze back to the models, who look pretty fuckable in those micro and two-piece bikinis. I asked Caballo where was Smooth, and he mentioned that the boss was just either jerking himself off at home or looking for some cheap suit to put on for tonight. After we laughed off that joke, the waitress came in with our orders.
“Mucho Gracias, chica. Oye, ¿por qué no vienes y te sientas con nosotros? ¿Terminaste con tu turno?” Caballo talked to the waitress. She answered that she was done and about to trim her nails. So, she decided to hang out with us and talk while the sun turned orange by the setting sun. The slow sunset made the city look majestic and enjoyable.
“So, where are you from?” the waitress asked me. I told her that I was from the other side of the land, that being the wretched Canterlot City. She and Caballo were shocked to have heard that, and wondered how I was still alive. I just uttered that it was in my nature. Then, I just asked if she had some time to go to the beach.
“Si, baby! You should take a little break for a while...” Caballo convinced her as well. She blushed and said she wanted to if it was okay with her boss.
***
Finally, we stopped at the clothing store that had a gold dollar sign in the middle of it. Caballo was the first to get out before me, and the rest of the entourage. We stepped inside, and greeted a classy-looking clerk checking out the display figures. We boldly placed orders for a set of white and black suits for us and the crew. The clerk took one look at me and thought about putting me in a special suit. He rushed his way to the back, leaving us to wait near the display section. After several minutes, he came back, with a rack full of black and white suits with ties, including one that was sparkling white, and made of special silk. While Caballo got his suit from the rack before the other two employees got theirs, he mentioned that they were tailor made by Rarity herself.
“Whoa! ¿Acabas de decir Rarity? You did not just mention Rarity!” Caballo bursted in his native tongue. The clerk mentioned that Rarity has been a living name in complex fashion, and has been a legend ever since. She has done millions of outfits and owned boutiques all across the land.
“Sí, ¡escuché que tenía unas vacaciones hace unos meses! She and some friends did a party with some muchachos to celebrate her opening here.” Caballo pointed to the three diamonds logo on the glass. While he and the two workers extended conversations about that, I turned to the clerk.
“See this suit?” he picked the special suit up and showed it in front of me. “One of Rarity’s friends had several spiders weave their silk into this design. It even made a dress for Princess Twilight’s coronation.”
The clerk suggested that I’d try it on, and headed for the fitting room. In no time at all, I put the whole thing on and exited out. I must admit, I looked like sex on a stick with that suit. Plus, it was so smooth, it felt like a mini massage when I wear it. I then met the clerk at the counter, and paid some of my money for it.
“Keep it, my good man.” he smiled. “Anyone who had faith in this design is worthy to have it free of charge. Rarity would be so proud...”
I nodded, and rolled some bills to him. “A tip to you and her both...”
The clerk giggled and nodded before taking the tip. It wasn’t long before Caballo and the boys turned and saw me wear it, and were stunned!
“Mierda! ¡Mírate hermano!” Caballo approached me and got a feel of the suit before turning to the clerk and placing their money in front of them. “Hook us up with three of them suits, mi hermano!”
***
When the night struck, chaos ensues. Except that it’s the fun kind of chaos. Neon Colors were filling the atmosphere of the city as I was riding in the car with the stallions down those streets. Smooth was driving us around, wearing a suit pants with an buttoned-down shirt.
“Welcome to the last of Equestrian paradise!” Smooth announced emotionally.
By the time the car stopped, the doors opened and we all stepped out. We then made our way to what looked like a house bought from real estate. It looked decent enough from my view, but they did say that it is indeed the place. Smooth opened the door, and we all entered. I took a looked around, seeing nothing but posters of party memos, as well as celebrity promos. The decor fit the city vibe perfectly, and they hire the finest sex workers and dancers around. So, I figured that it’s a strip club and brothel combined.
As soon as we stepped inside, we saw a huge lounge and bars on either side, all under dim light. Further ahead of us was light smoky air and lights, and stages, with strippers on each floor. Creatures and humans in their suit coming from miles around just to unwind and take in the show these fine-looking women were putting on.
“Yo, let’s not stand here too long. They got this policy...” Smooth rushed himself to the bar on the right, with the other guys following him.
“What policy?” I had to ask.
“This place ain’t a museum, mi hermanó! You get in or get the fuck out! One comemierda was so stunned the minute he stepped in, some friends of mine had to throw him back in his car.” Caballo mentioned before pushing me to the bar with the guys.
“Hey, boys.” the human bartender greeted. She had that minor goth getup thing going on, and worked it pretty well. She had black nails, a mixture of pink and black hair, a shirt with a load of cleavage on display, and a short-fixed skirt. And, I’d be remiss if I forgot about the fishnet stockings, which made her slightly thick thighs look appealing.
“What’ll it be? Who’s getting married?”
“No marriages, just a big ass streak of good work...” Smooth winked. “...a couple rounds for me and the brothas, and add a special for the hero here!”
Once Smooth pointed at me, the bartender eyed me and Caballo.
“So you’re looking for a little stress relief yourself, cutie?” she looked down and up at me.
“You could say that...” I shrugged.
“Well, gimme a moment, ok? I’m gonna grab some extras for your special.” she then called Smooth to come with her to the back for some assistance.
Caballo tapped my shoulder. “She’s actually getting a snow job. She’s been our customer for years, and does a better performance with it. You do snow jobs?”
“What?” I raised my eyebrow.
“You do cocaine, idiota?”
“Hell, no!”
“Good thinking...” Caballo took the shot. “You just passed the test, and then some!”
“What test?” I couldn’t even tell whether I was being tested or tricked.
Caballo had to lay down the whole set of tests that I “passed” on me. “Nobody gets high on our own supply, or even tastes it. Smooth taught us that. Second, nobody had el fuacata cojones to even put up a display back at that house. Third, you’re better off healthy than buried in cocaina, unlike most comemierdas I remember working for us back when I came in this city...”
“How can you tell?” I had to ask.
“I know...” Caballo turned his head to the employees, who were now talking with some of the dancers who just got off stage. “You don’t think I could make anything better out of anything worse when it all came down?”
I shrugged. “Not really...”
“Exacto! We all do. You make me see and do crazy shit late at night, and Tuve que dormir en la jodida bañera después de lavarme esa sangre! Pero, you know something? I had to learn sometime. You taught me that shit, and for that... Estoy agradecido.”
Caballo showed a fist to me, and handed me a shot. I grabbed and smiled, thanking him for that.
“It’s been a pleasure working with ya...” I clapped a fist with his, and we clinked shot glasses before taking our shots. It was then the bartender appeared before us.
“So, homos! You’re gonna finish his dick, or you’re ready for your special?” she turned to me.
“One second.” Caballo turned to me. “You going home early?”
“Not like I got a home to go to...”
“ Lo haces ahora, hermano. Y una familia ...” Caballo pointed at me before turning me to the bartender, who called out two strippers. They held out hands, awaiting me to come down and join with them.
***
Two mare and human strippers called me in to the main dance floor. The DJ started typing up the crowd, and I watched as he spoke about amateur night, which was more likely everyone’s favorite event. But it wasn’t long before I was introduced to the stage as well, and received some applause. As soon as I took my seat on the chair, the DJ started announcing, catching the crowd’s attention.
“We have a newcomer on our stage this evening for your viewing pleasure. Straight outta Canterlot, the unscathed princess of the rich, Diamond Tiara!”
Spotlights quickly shone on a figure wearing a full-fledged black business suit, plus the hat. As soon as the DJ put on the music, the spotlights turn off and turn on to the timing of every beat as she walks towards the stage. After tossing her hips aside, she let her hips to the talking. Sure enough, they did all the work, wowing the crowd at every turn. Her body swayed every direction in sensual motions with every boom of the bass until she paused.
She turned around to face me and placed her hands all around her body. In the process, she bends forward and started sensually working her head upward towards my face. As we made eye contact, she moaned slightly and blew me a kiss before rapidly turning to the audience. She then started going down to a split, then on all fours. However, she spread her legs slightly wide before bouncing her hips. The crowd went ballistic after seeing her get back up and strip off her bra. She started moving her body vigorously and crawling her way to the crowd, who were really catching interest.
The amateur dancer then turned back to me and started tempting me with her breasts. They were never to small, and contained the right amount of jiggle effects to put a spell on anybody in the club. I rubbed my hands and nodded, controlling myself at the sight. Damn, watching her shake her ass made everyone, and me pretty hard.
Her crotch, pantyless at that, was a solid inch close to my nose. I couldn’t tell what she was trying to do, but the stripper was wiggling her thighs while standing up in front of me. Of course, the applause grew louder, and the crowd loved it to death. As much as she’d tell me to touch it, I kept my hands on the chair. Oddly enough, I took one minuscule intentional whiff in front of her, and was impressed that she smelled like she wanted a creature to fuck her, and fast. She left me blue-balled and made her way back to the crowd, shaking it in front of the horny audience. Bill after bill, they were tipping her stacks, and stuffing them in her stockings.
After several more minutes of this titillating show, DJ loudly praised her as he stopped the music, and applause broke out. The audience cheered wildly, but I applauded calmly, having no words of such a performance. Just as I was about to get out of the stage, I was taken by the hand by the stripper, and received a kiss on my cheek. She then took me offstage before she left to meet with her boss. I regrouped with the crew, who were clapping happily and praising me and the amateur for a show well done.
We sat at the VIP sections of the lounge, and let out several conversations with the dancer, who was said to have a huge history in her life she didn’t wanna go into detail with.
Suddenly, two strippers in black leather thongs bikinis were parading around us, carrying firecrackers and champagne. We all thanked them for it, and gave them a tip of bills from our pockets, and decided join with us because, and I quote,
“After the show is the after party, so better save your energy!” The strippers all announced. Just then, the DJ started playing tropical Latin music fused with hip-hop, which then made the strip club vibe turn to a dance club in minutes. Everybody got into the floor with the strippers on stage and just started dancing. Not even the the parties back home could ever top that...
***
After a huge pant night of partying our nuts off, we went back to work with our heads held high. Ever since, our business has become less of a corner market and more of a cornerstone convenience store, thanks to my credit. We got a bunch of new hires, who were looking for work due to their refuge. We obtained stock of not only furniture, but we also had quality goods from various suppliers from the islands. We even had some other creatures sailing the seas to sell our product to customers all across the island for us. With all of the money we’ve got our hands on, we managed to make our hotel, which was formerly our work quarters, into a community complex for the homeless and unfortunate, since they deserved it more than we do. Every now and then, we’d go and hang out either by the beach or strip club and pick up women, which helped with Smooth’s side service.
Yep, it was a full-fledged journey, and then some. If only my folks were here with me today, life would be as better as it was back home...
I’m Diamond Tiara. And, I’m the richest earth pony ever... or so I thought. Most people don’t know this, but I was less of an actual brat, and more of an independent woman. Ever since that day, I knew life would never be the same as I imagined. So much crazy shit had to go on, and money had to be thrown everywhere... Aside of that, I learned the hard way that you can either be a rough-cut bitch or a smoothly carved diamond. And, money can make you evil in a matter of time if you let it. And also, there is at least one or two friends to lead the way for you in the long run.
Before the Reign
From what I could remember, My daddy, Filthy Rich, was the dominator of the market back in the days of Equestria. Canterlot was a high-class town, and not too large as anyone would think. Nonetheless, it has its share of shops and restaurants, all top-reviews. Yes, we may act snobby, and talk like sophisticated brats (or at least I used to), but we took a name for ourselves because of status. We even take pride in our work by hiring creatures to work for us. But, what anybody doesn’t know is that Canterlot used to have this part of history where creatures other than high society ponies aren’t allowed anywhere, and are made slaves. Nasty business, huh? Well, that part of history’s long gone, baby! Princess Celestia made peace, and threw all that slavery crack out of the window! The reason? Friendship, of course. We all had to be taught that it’s the bigger value. Most of us don’t even like that logic too much...
Filthy was a major example on all that before I was even born, mind you. He had friends, but most of them were just employees of his companies. They play golf, drink, sail boats, and throw money around whenever they felt like it. On weekends, and sometimes after business hours.
Daddy took a huge gamble in his life, which changed everything. He met my mother, Spoiled Rich, a mare he thought was so pretty. He fell in love, but that love turned to money, and that money turned to her best friend, diamonds. Out of his own wealth, he managed to shower her with diamonds and gifts, left and right. And ever since then, they became king and queen of Canterlot. Flaunting, dating, sailing to exotic coasts, parties, you name it. What’s funny is that they even dreamed of taking on the world one day.
And then, he blinded her with a diamond ring, and they got married. For a while, they waited during their honeymoon on some exotic island, but once they were back, they had me. Daddy went crazy the minute he held me in my arms. Now, he felt like his world would change just as much as him. Mommy used to tell me that story all the time...
Their house was so huge, and had multiple rooms. We even had a butler taking care to things for us. When I grew up, Both Daddy and Spoiled took me on their trips to exotic beaches, and ate at high-class restaurants on my birthdays, flaunting like we were the talk of any town. We even stayed at fancy hotels, and were spoiled with comps trips and expensive clothes.
There was this one friend I had met during our trips named Silver Spoon, who was like a sister to me. We hit it off pretty well, and ever since, we had an unbreakable bond. Every now and then, we just act like superiors, calling out “blank flanks”, and just hang out like twin princesses whenever we were back in Canterlot. Just for the thrill of it, we get haters trying to push us back, but we cared less. We like showing ourselves off, making anybody jealous of us, just because it made us more like celebrities. Almost every night, we stop at my house and play tea party and talk posh and argue about anything useless. We were like glamorous movie stars, hahahaha!
It wasn’t until we met three certain blank flank ponies, and managed to get their titties twisted anytime, Hahahaha! What were their names again? Yeah, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo...
But, insults and fights aside, my life wasn’t all diamonds and rubies for a while. Karma fucked me and pushed me to a curve when it all went too far, even for my own self. But, every time I went home, Mother expects me to do my homework, be classy, learn my etiquette. One time, I asked if Silver could visit. She could’ve said ‘no’ normally, but instead leaned close to her and throw her a crazy scary backstory of old pony days when creatures were tortured for punishment. Celestia’s sake, that ended a long time ago!
She never had time for my friends, or any friends at all. She had been a damn high horse all the time. Every time I wanted to just yell at her ear, I’d risk getting my cute little ass spanked by her every time I said otherwise. Whenever shit hit the fan, I always depended on Daddy, or our butler.
We had this little election in school, where I had to compete against a classmate of mine, named Pipsqueak for playground development. He may be small, but his cute accent and heart made up for it. But what made him really stand out was the same three ponies by him. If it weren’t for them, I’d have that election in the bag. Not to mention that I snuffed Silver Spoon’s statue proposal. She just went and served me my own words. I couldn’t imagine the devastation I had to go through to hear these pathetic lectures from Spoiled. This bitch always talks about social standings and moving up in Equestria. Ugh... I felt so damn rough for my own name, it wasn’t funny. I just wanted to be a normal pony when everything just went down, with friends and everything. And, those three mares made me see to it that I could be a better mare.
Since the day I had to stood up to my absolute cunt of a mother, it was the craziest thing ever! All that weight just went out of my back, and I felt like a new mare! Not to mention the fact that I had to make amends with Silver, and Pipsqueak. Speaking of which, I did wink at him, not just because I’m a little less bratty and wanted to kiss his ass, but because he’s kinda cute and maybe I did want to, hmhmhmhm....
But, all hell had to break loose somehow, someway. That little show I put on became my nightmare, and I knew for sure I had a rich mare’s palm with my name right on it. She called me, and I obeyed all right. And just like that...
“Smack!” That loud sounds from her hand paddling my pink booty... Damn, it hurt so much, but I thought it was worth the episode I caused. And the crazy part is... I didn’t even squeal and cry, even though she expects me to...
“That money would’ve been for me if it weren’t for your little episode of me! And you’ve wasted everything I taught you just so you could socialize with degenerates! My own daughter made herself a useless ruffian like the rest of them!”
It’s surprising how a mare could do if she helped her fellow creatures instead of being so stuck-up. Of course, I had to be taught the opposite from her, even though Daddy said otherwise. Speaking of which, I heard him come out of the door. The minute he heard slapping sounds was the minute he had to rush his way in.
“Sweet Celestia, What the hell are you doing?!”
Spoiled had to tell him the whole her way. “What’s it look like I’m doing? Your daughter has done a number on my bank accounts, and had the nerve to use our names as an excuse to make me look bad!”
“Wait a minute... Your bank accounts? Don’t you mean ours? The accounts were Ours for a reason...” he replied back. That’s when Daddy and I first saw her true colors.
“Please, you make it seem like you’re locking me down away from the one thing that’s gonna move us up in Equestria! We were supposed to take on the world one day, remember?”
Daddy sighed. “That’s just a joke! Why in the world would we wanna do that when we already have what we needed? We’re a family, and that’s enough!”
“Oh my Celestia! Don’t you know what you’re sounding like right now? You just made yourself weak! No wonder Diamond threw that hissy-fit back in that school...”
“Excuse me...” he picked me up and carried me before angrily looking back at her. “...Now, I know that hissy-fit was a bit of a shock to us both, but if you saw it as a means of independence for Diamond, you’ll realize that one day she’ll have to learn how to take care of herself when we’re gone-“
“Diamond doesn’t need to be working for no one but herself! In fact, she doesn’t need to go to work at all! She’d be better off sitting in a throne, while every other ruffian suffers for loose change!” she stood up and looked closer at Daddy. “We are high society, not the working class! And if you had a worthy fuck of what I’m saying, the least you do is give one...”
Aside of the family drama, Equestria changed a whole lot. Twilight fought Tirek, Chrysalis, and Cozy Glow, Twilight became the new princess of Equestria, Creatures and ponies coming together... Oh, and she even sent down humans! Pretty weird, huh? Ever since she did that decree about having creatures and humans together, life couldn’t get anymore crazy! And on top of that, she permitted the humans to rebuild Equestria into a city! I’m talking buildings, stores, malls, parks, clubs, technology, you name it! Man, if Spoiled and Daddy weren’t bitching and moaning every night, they’d be so happy! But they’re far from happy according to their situation. The butler was gone as son as I came home.
As if things weren’t bad enough, we were in for the longest ride to hell. A couple of days after My ex-mother threw down the gauntlet and filed for divorce. All of that money he had on his businesses? It’s now hers, and the only thing he’s left with is petty money from her, and me. Sure, it was a huge punch in our chest, but thank Celestia we didn’t want her in our life ever again...
Several days after that divorce, she went and set up a building. In the process, she threw money everywhere... I mean, every piece of Canterlot had to be untouched with just the right amount of money. But, oh boy, she said that it isn’t big enough. So what does she do? She hires goons, bosses, any creature left right to raid every single town, including Ponyville! For Celestia’s sake, my best friends lived there! But what’s the use? She had to throw money into the ground and force every creature to just give up their homes, their jobs, everything. And if they say otherwise, or they decide to just keep their heads and say nothing, then Poof! They have no choice! They just have to work for her or just wind up dead! That went for every creature, every human, everyone!
And get this: she had the tits to go and hire millions of goons to push Princess Twilight out of the throne! Now, she’s the fucking high horse! So high, none of us could even reach that bitch! And so, she took over Equestria, and planned to call it Canterlot City. And everything we all know and loved has now become a utopia. Everything was now rich people only, or go home.
Daddy couldn’t even stand for all that, so he had to go to her, face to face.
“Spoiled, I expected this from some maniac, but from you? How could you do this to me?” he uttered angry-like.
“No pleasantries? You wonder why we started that divorce.” she laughed.
“Dammit, woman! You have any idea what the fuck you’re doing?” he bursted. This argument had to be worse than the divorce...
“Deal with it, Filthy! We’re already even. You gotten custody of my potential heir, but I got your money, which now made a better future. Plus, it was your fault.” Spoiled just went and shut his mouth.
“My fault how?” he retorted.
“You broke a good promise when we were married. Now you’re better off dead to me. Unless, you’re willing to give yourselves up, like a good stallion, and I promise you at least a small percentage of this great world would be yours. Then, we be a perfect family...”
Daddy didn’t even want to beat this crazy deal at all, or give himself up. So all he did was walk away...
After that whole fight gone south, he picked me up and ran. Daddy was definitely slow, but he wasn’t gonna give up that easily when had me on his side. When we got out, a huge riot went off! People going haywire, and some fox zoomed past us while being chased by guards. I thought it was funny at first, but everything else took all the humor away.
As soon as we got out, we just had to walk, away from there. We even had to follow a crowd of runaways that most likely suffered the same fate as we had. Downside is, I couldn’t even see my friends anywhere. Either way, we were lucky to have gotten out of here alive.
After the Reign
We had to go far away from that Canterlot Hell, and to a decent town, which was somewhere in a peninsula. Daddy was lucky to have saved some money to get a house for us to live in at a moment’s notice. It was a single story house, with two bathrooms and three bedrooms. Not that the extra room mattered, but once you’re still under this divorce funk, you gotta turn it into a family room, or better yet, a guest room. But of course, he just decided to put everything aside and try his best at teaching me how to take care of myself.
Daddy taught me how to clean rooms, make my own meals, run my own bath water, and even make my bed. It was glazed torture everywhere I turn, but I had to say goodbye to being a prissy little cunt like my ex-mom and start being a better pony, the way Daddy and my friends wanted. Cooking a meal gave me almost burnt my finger, and he said that I had to go and get a band-aid as quick as I could.
He once said this to me, “Our life is long gone now. Nobody is gonna give you any shit in this world. No butlers, no maids, nothin’! It’s time I try to make you into somethin’ unlike Spoiled...” It brought a tear to my eye. And, that promise was stuck to him since. I couldn’t be any happier seeing him smile again. For about a year, we held on. Every day while he was trying to look for a job, I had to do chores, clean, make food, and even entertain myself whenever he goes out of the house. However, he just sat and lazed around, which wasn’t what I expected from a rich stallion.
One night, I saw him fiddling with multiple mail stacks and drinking his scotch like a total rabid dog (ew!). I couldn’t bear to see him so miserable, so... I had to come in and tap him. Of course, Daddy screamed like a beast, so loud, but it didn’t wake up the neighbors, which I was lucky about. (You couldn’t believe how much noise he and Spoiled made after their “private nights”. Sweet Celestia, I couldn’t get over her moans. Boy, do I need to get my head checked...
Anyway, I was a little scared, but he said sorry so many times I lost count. Annoying at first, but he needed me. I tried to talk him out of this whole thing, and he seemed to just let out his frustrations, little by little. He cried his heart out, and gave an embracing hug. I hugged him back, sniffling as I saw his face. The way Spoiled went and destroyed everything really did us bad.
Suddenly, he said those exact same words that he said, but in a calmer tone, “Sweetie, you’re gonna have to get out of my house and find a job for yourself. Daddy’s too winded to even go anywhere except a graveyard...”
“A graveyard? Daddy, you’re not gonna just go and look at tombstones all your life?” I had to retort.
“Diamond, you don’t understand. Spoiled buried me! She split us apart and buried me down! All that money I had can only hold us for so long...” Daddy took a breather. “... if we didn’t have you, we would still be our happy selves again...”
Those words ate my heart. “Daddy! How could you say that?”
“I’m sorry... but I can’t do anything about this. So..., you’re just gonna have to move out...”
“Daddy!” I screamed for his attention.
“This isn’t home for you anymore! Go elsewhere, and leave me, Diamond! I’d be happy without you...”
“But why?” I grabbed him by his shirt, crying.
“Your eyes, your crown, your demeanor, almost everything reminded me of her... I just don’t wanna see all of that in my life again...”
Even though I couldn’t blame him, he had the nerve to just compare me to her! I had the guts to stand up to her while he stood around getting bashed at day in and day out! I mean, he could’ve at least permit me to stay with him one last time, but no! He gave up! He decided to just kick me out just because I was almost like my ex-mom! I didn’t wanna curse at him, so I cried heavily and did as I was told (for the last time in his case). I quickly packed my bags and headed out of the door, not even looking back. Fuck me, walking hurts!
***
Being out of home this time of day was a nightmare, but I wasn’t gonna let Daddy’s words get the better of me. I realized now that my goal was to make it big in this new city, and prove to Daddy that I’m not like that cunt ex-mother! But until then, I had to find a hotel or somewhere to sleep. So far, I hadn’t had that much luck, judging from several creatures snarling or pawing at me.
Out of desperation, I had to look for a job which kinda suited me. Maybe they’d give me a nice and fluffy couch to sleep on while I work. Then, I came across some fancy looking house, which soothed my tastes from the looks of it. It was less than a mansion, but more than some house you see on those real estate brochures Daddy used to be in. I figured it would be good idea to try and start a business just as he would - that should make him so proud of me! Then again, he wouldn’t be by now...
I opened the door and came across a narrow hallway, filled with party posters or celebrities we either have or haven’t heard of before. Of course, that music booming so loudly! I could hear it from where I was standing.
I opened the second set of doors in front of me, and when I looked inside, I was shocked. It was actually a huge adult nightclub. From where I am seemed to be a lounge, full of chairs and tables, and to each side were two bars, each with cute male stallions serving drinks to customers, sort of like my former butler does back home. It was then I looked farther ahead, which I figured would probably be the action. So many strobe lights smoke rolling around, and a big, round circular stage in the near center of it. Men and Creatures in suits crowding it, pulling out handfuls of money while watching about four women either shaking their asses or swinging around on poles on stage. I couldn’t see from the fog surrounding the stage, but when it cleared, I saw half of them in their outfits going from just short shorts to stringy, while the other half were just about to strip off what I could assume is their costumes. My mind would normally just walk away in a heartbeat, but I walked in a little closer to try and get a better view.
“Hey! This isn’t a museum! You know the rules - You’re either a new hire, or you’re here on business. Otherwise, boot your ass outta here!” Someone tapped my shoulder.
“No, wait! I’m.... uh... looking for a job?” I had to uttered as quick as I could.
“Well, lucky for you, we just booted a dancer out for crackin’ at the boss! I can take you to him...”
***
While the bartender led me to the office, she went over some rules, which I had to listen and learn. The space of it wasn’t as mangy as I thought. Walls were painted with bright skies and blue seas, as if it was a prefect painting straight out of an art exhibit. Also, the desk on the right side of the office looked tidy and organized. A white and brown stallion with tan hair was writing numbers and fixing jars with money on them.
“Now remember, guidelines are as follows: Don’t fuck with the boss, don’t fuck with yourself, and most of all, don’t fuck unless he pays triple. And, that’s just a few of them. The boss has a lot of time on his hands-“
“Pipsqueak?” That was my old school’s president!?
“Ummm... you look familiar. Do I know ya somewhere, love?” he turned after counting the jars.
“Yeah. Diamond Tiara, your former election candidate before I proposed a deal?” Surely, he could at least remember that...
“Yeah, yeah. I get that. Not many creatures recognize me in a pinch... Pipsqueak scoffed.
“So, here’s the deal, Diamond. Since you’re workin’ here, there’s one thing ya gotta know, and that’s your arse. It’s of value to you as it is to me because you chose to sell it on the line in the first place. Second, customers must pay first. Freeloaders get their arses kicked out, except for businessmen. They pay big. And the third one is Risk, Strategy, and Result. Take a risk, prepare for it, learn through it, and you may be rewarded. Simple as that.”
Who’d have thought you’d be at least smart just to show your goodies to strangers for a stack of bills?
“Now, you won’t be going on till these other girls do first. So you’ll ‘ave plenty of time to primp yourself up. Until then, you gotta build yourself up. Customers wanna see a nice body on good display...”
Suddenly, he got a good look at my face, and sure enough, he almost recognized me...
“How’s your mum?” Pipsqueak asked. I cringed at the way he just up and said that.
“Why does it matter?” I answered, not letting that phase me.
Pipsqueak shook his head. “Never mind. Anywho, you’ll be seeing some of me mates tomorrow to show ya the ropes, so I suggest ya get yourself some shut-eye...”
“Oh! And... ‘ere...” he handed me five hundred bits. “...Look for the Paradis-y Hotel...whatever the toss is called... Anywho, get yaself a room. Should last ya a couple weeks at most. They should find you there in the morning.”
***
After exiting the club, I had to look around the city for that hotel Pipsqueak mentioned. And sure enough, I looked up as it said “Paraíso Hotel”. As soon as I entered, I looked around, and Oh...My...God...! The decor of it was so fancy, and everything was high-class!
I said to myself, “Pipsqueak sure knew how to pick ‘em, huh? Well played, Mr. President.”
I headed for the reception and quickly ordered a room, and they quickly called out several human bellhops to set everything up for me. By the time I got there, I realized that I couldn’t even get a proper meal set up in order, so I started ordering room service. After waiting several minutes, I received it from the employees, who were rapid with their service at some point. After finishing my meal, I decided to get my tired ass in the showers. I looked like total shit after fighting to get back home with Daddy.
I couldn’t get the chance the see the whole city, but damn! It felt so beautiful! If he wasn’t down in the dumps whatsoever, he’d get a chance to see it himself...
I exited the bathroom wearing a pink fluffy robe, feeling slightly satisfied before making my way to the balcony. Then, I started gazing around the city for a while as the night breeze flowed through me. Indeed, it felt so relaxing for a moment until I got back inside, and got to bed. I started thinking of how or did all that shit went down with Spoiled putting Daddy out of business. He would’ve gotten a place like this for me, but it’s a good thing I had friends to help me out, even though I’m still that cunt Spoiled’s former daughter... Speaking of which, I couldn’t understand why Pipsqueak have gotten me all that money from his pocket. Maybe he owed me for building and sponsoring his campaign back home?
***
Morning struck at the hotel, and I got a knock at the door.
“Mmhhh... Rude?...” I got up out of bed slowly and made my way to the door. When I opened it, in swung two familiar ponies, Lighthoof and Shimmy Shake. I can’t believe those two escaped alive after that Canterlot City crackup. Apparently, they were hired by Pipsqueak to be my dance instructors. From what I remember, those two used to be hoofball cheerleaders back home, and the best at that. But they just packed up and left just as soon as they heard Spoiled taking over. Now, they came up to Pipsqueak for a job, and managed to hold the club pretty well. Not much else was known about them besides their bodies. Wow! They must have been models or something.
***
Lighthoof and Shimmy Shake took me to a dance studio, which consisted of silver poles that were already set up. The whole place was large enough to fit in a crowd of mares. Every wall had huge mirrors that were an inch away from the ceiling. Speaking of the ceiling, it had a disco ball, and different colored lights turned off.
“So, a few words of advice: Firehouse isn’t exactly a playground, if Squeaky didn’t tell you...” Shimmy said.
“I... kinda saw it firsthand...” I replied.
“Then, you just got a taste of what Firehouse is about: being a freak. Customers love it.” Lighthoof added.
We started off with some light stretches just to loosen ourselves, then some basic yoga poses, which made me wonder how they moved so flawlessly. I watched as they did the cobra and downward-facing dog, two of the most easy poses I’ve seen, in sync. I followed as they instructed, but when they lied belly-up and did a bridge pose, I felt that something in my body is gonna crack. Almost every pose I followed made me look a little sore.
Then, class has officially begun. All I had to learn was just using my hips and my legs. Of course, it hurts my body worse than my ex-mom’s divorce against Daddy...
Shimmy mentioned that all dancing relies on hips, even in my soon-to-be new line of work. It was then Lighthoof made her way to the pole and spun around. She hooked of her legs up, and let her hands go of it before slowly dropping down. As soon as her hand touches the floor, she gracefully flipped backwards until she was straight and moved her hips so provocatively. In a word or two, her pole dancing classes were crazy!
Lighthoof had to show me several of her other moves, and did it with precision. She rubbed her body on that pole than quickly lifts herself up to the highest part of it. But, what really caught my eye was the way she did a split on the way down.
“See, I prefer pole tricks because of my flexibility.” Lighthoof shrugged.
“And, I just shake my ass any way I want!” Shimmy giggled. “But, blend it all together, and you become an absolute professional, which is never easy...”
They were right! Dancing on stage was never easy at all. I had no experience in dancing, and sure as hell had no experience of being on stage either. And sure, I may have a nice body, but I never liked showing it off except for teasing ponies like I did back home. Those two mates had to fix that problem right away, just by groping me.
“Well, you’re not much of a looker yet, and those titties of yours are... all right. Ass, um... definitely need to fix that.” Shimmy had to walk around me and my body. Then, she quickly grabbed my shirt and groped my boobs, which was the most weird thing I had to experience. The way she just pinched my nipple was so off-base!
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you got a long way to go.” Lighthoof advised.
“So, before we could train you, you gotta let go of all that shit in your brain right now...” Shimmy tapped my brain, which almost hurt. I’d be so close to beating their asses, but I don’t wanna risk losing a friend, or getting fired.
“Touch yourself...” Lighthoof blurted out.
“What?” I raised an eyebrow.
Shimmy rolled her eyes before placing a finger in her crotch area and faking orgasms in front of me. “You know.”
“It helps you relieve stress and build confidence. You need confidence to dance on stage. That’s what customers wanna see...” Lighthoof recommended.
“Consider this a... focus exercise.” Shimmy added.
***
After my first year of “training”, I headed back to my hotel room, feeling sooooo sore in my brain as well as my body. Just then, I got a call from Squeaky. I picked up the hotel phone, and much to my dismay, it was Pipsqueak. I couldn’t understand why he’d call me at a time like this...
“Diamond. It’s Pipsqueak. How are ya ‘angin’?
“Hey, Squeaky. I really can’t thank you enough for getting me this job...”
“Ya already have, love. But listen... this isn’t grad school anymore, because I’m the teacher, if ya ‘aven’t forgotten. An’ if ya wanna stay in, ya gotta listen to directions, simple as that.” Even though he had the intention of roughing me up, I really can’t get over the way he just speaks to me like a real stallion.
“An’, as I mentioned before, you pretty much owe me big... I got a spot for ya on amateur night with your name on it. I’ll give ya a couple of months until then. You wow the crowd, and we’re straight.”
“Ok.” I agreed.
“Oh...” Squeaky added. “And, Come by me office in the morning, yeah? I need ta speak with ya on something...”
“Um... ok. Why?”
“I’ll tell ya! Just get down ‘ere early in the morning, yeah?”
Once he hung up, I had to take all of what he just mentioned. I had only a few hours to educate myself in the hotel room. Ooohhhh.... and i had to get my tired ass in hot bath water before I could even think of going to my bed. Running my own bath water was the first thing I did before I even tried getting in.
“Aaahhhhh....” I definitely deserved that break, what with my having to go through so much torture in my head. I’ve been resting my body in this bath for several minutes, just rubbing it all over me. After that, I got out, emptied the tub, and put on another robe before making my way to bed. But instead of just getting under my sheets, I just laid there, looking up at the ceiling. I thought long and hard about what Lighthoof and Shimmy instructed. Dammit, why do they have to act so weird?
“Oh, fuck it...” Shimmy’s damn voice just had to talk me into it. So I mocked the same thing she did, just placing my hand close to my naughty bit, and faked a couple moans. And boy, that was a laugh for me. But then, I had to it for real this time. I mean, it’s not like I’d get caught doing it, right? Anyway, ugh, I felt halfway embarrassed thinking about that, but the pinch on my breast did hurt. And yet, it did something else...
So, I let my robe a little loose before playing with my breasts for a while. They were right; I don’t know if I’d impress anyone with what I got. My own body probably isn’t worth getting me a stallion. Then again, getting surgery just won’t cut it. I mean, relationships aren’t for me right now. But if there were, then maybe I’d look for someone to spoil me till I die. But no! I’m not gonna think about winding up like that cunt Spoiled. If Daddy hadn’t thrown me out, I’d say to him that I kept that promise in me. So what’s the use? Family doesn’t matter to me anymore...
I tend to look at myself, and just wonder how humiliating would I feel, but even that wouldn’t matter either. Because just then, I get this feeling in my heartbeat that made me wanna do it more. So, I just went slower and slower until my hand reached my mare pussy. I bit my lip and let out a moan just as I slipped one of my fingers inside. My eyes went up, and my brain just woke me up to a whole new world of Holy Shit! I paused for a moment, which made it a little awkward after moaning once. Then, I slipped my finger inside again, but with a little more digging in. Every breathe and moan was like weight leaving my brain!
“Ahhh! Ah! Ah!” I couldn’t help screaming so loud, but I had to just cover my mouth, hoping nobody ever saw me like this. Mmmm... it felt so fucking good, I just couldn’t take it. Thoughts of me playing high horse with the world, the day I stood up to Spoiled, the divorce, the takeover, being kicked out of the house - everything was just plain shot that was meaningless right now...
Several words that had to pop out of my chest, like bullets, “Fuck you, Spoiled, for making me a total clone of you! Fuck you for destroying my life! Fuck you for destroying Daddy! Fuck you! And, I hope your city burns all over your rich ass!”
I was so relieved to the point where all I could do was just get off. I played with myself so hard, I cried like a little bitch. And of course, I came so hard before I went to sleep. It was all so wrong, but it felt so right doing it at the same time. I could care less about anything except being me right now. Being a stripper, showing off my body for cash, as well as making a living for myself. I was finally one step closer to being a real woman.
***
“Diamond! Sit down. I wanna tell ya something...” Squeaky told me. I entered the club with a pep in my step after last night. After saying hi to several of the workers here, I made my way to Squeaky’s office. I felt a little bit nervous about what he was gonna say, but knowing him, it wouldn’t be too harsh...
“I bet you’re wonderin’ why I had ta play guardian angel all this time... Remember that little election, back in school?” he had to bring that up. I asked why would be play “guardian angel” on me, unless he had something else up his sleeve.
“Since you and I competed, it felt like an absolute challenge to me. But you stickin’ it to your mum was worth anything in the world.”
“Well, that was a long time ago, and it doesn’t matter...” I retorted. But, knowing him, what he said had something to do with my own past, and his. I couldn’t imagine the audacity this boy had to just say that to me.
“None of us ever ‘ad the tits to do the same thing you did. Any of us did it, ‘an we’d end up dead in seconds! That’s why I figured, even though you did so much for me back in the day, I’d at least drop somethin’ in your pocket. But then, it occurred to me... wait, what ‘appened to ya dad, Filthy?”
I turned my head. “He threw me out of his house...after he and Spoiled got divorced...”
“Fuckin’ ‘ell! An’ he didn’t even consider sendin’ you a check?” he raised his eyebrow, being surprised.
“It’s not important, Squeaky. What’s important is that I’m a new mare! I feel ready to work here! Seriously! I know we competed once, but now here I am, working for a cute strip club owner.” I sent him a wink, which made him blush.
Squeaky smiled. “Who are you, an’ what ‘ave you done with Diamond Tiara? Did she turn into a unicorn or something?”
I laughed so hard at his joke, I couldn’t even breathe. He laughed with me as well, and breathed a bit of relief. Boy, he didn’t realized that it has been years since we met. But then, he had to send me out in the kindest way possible, but stopped me last minute with some words of advice.
“Not that I would sugarcoat ya any further, but you’re better off being with a real family than one that treats ya like shite. I wanna see more of that glow of yours...” he winked. I giggled at him before heading out, feeling unscathed under such words. Minutes after that touching meeting, I got out of the club and got back to my hotel room. At the same time, the phone rang. It was none other Squeaky himself, and he mentioned that Shimmy and Lighthoof would be taking me to a gym.
But as I opened the door and saw them, they first decided to take me to a shop in the city that they said had the best coffee. Come to think of it, I haven’t had coffee since the day Canterlot was expanded and raided. The coffee house looked so pleasant from the live atmosphere and jazz music, to the multiple aromas. They decided to take me to the outside section, where there were about several empty chairs and tables. We took our seats at the table close to the railing, and called out the waiter, who was a light brown wolf. His face looked dangerous at first, but it showed its handsome side when it came to girls.
“I’ll have the frappe double, slightly creamy.” Lighthoof ordered first.
“I’ll have just a cappuccino...”
“I’ll take a vanilla latte, and I’ll take a dose of you... extra stiff...” Shimmy just went and made a move on the waiter. You could’ve seen the look on his face when he blushed - it was so cute.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe you did that!” I was shocked and impressed at the same time with how she flirted at the waiter.
“Sometimes, you gotta turn on your charm on the first guy you see, huh?” Shimmy sensually rolled her shoulders.
Lighthoof and Shimmy inquired me about stuff, including how I even got in this town. All I could do was just tell the truth about my whole life. They didn’t need to smother me with sympathy, but they did anyway. But then, I had to just throw that sob-story moment away and asked them what I have to do to really make it in this business of theirs. They came up with some other rules I haven’t took notice of, like “We stay discreet, meaning not a word to the public about it”, and “if you’re sick, stay home”, which made it so appeasing to any worker in the club.
“I oughta thank Squeaky for that rule...” I said to myself.
After our coffee session, we entered a jungle-sized gym, filled with a huge slew of equipment and obstacles courses. We made our way to a young and fit griffon, who were a grey sleeveless shirt with training pants. The two trainers introduced him to me and recommended me a program for a couple weeks until a “big event”, which they say shouldn’t mention to the public. They said that I had get my ass in shape as well as the rest of my body if I’m gonna have a chance of making real cash.
I can’t believe that I had to be surrounded by a bunch of nice creatures in this city. It was definitely nothing like back home, where we had some cute stallions from time to time. But, believe me, these creatures were like sex on a stick, just waiting to be had! But, I couldn’t even focus of that right now, despite the fact that I’ve had thoughts of them after watching some of those late night videos back at the hotel.
So, every day when I woke up, I get a call from either Shimmy, Lighthoof, or Squeaky. Then, I fixed myself up, go to the coffee house and bring them their orders, then I go to the jungle gym for my workout, and go to the tropical flea market to pick up things for dinner. Funny thing is, Squeaky paid me about fifty bits in bills for their orders, and extra for odd jobs like comforting the other employees, cleaning the bar stations, organizing the lounge, and even setting up show props for every show they put on. All of those favors gave me a little extra cash, and some respect to go with it.
About a month ago, I started pushing myself to the limits in the gym, and have gotten some tolerable results despite the miniature pain I gained from my legs. Speaking of my legs, they’ve turned perfect thanks to those leg workouts. My arms gained a little muscle, and my chest got toned. No one has ever noticed, but some of the strippers said that my titties are kinda nice. I was jealous of them having bigger titties than me, but they told me I was lucky to be born with a good size. In fact, they even said that I was blessed to have a good body compared to theirs. Not to mention that they saw me as a good friend after all these favors and odd jobs. All I ever did was told them that I’ve been a changed mare, and that they’re no different to each other. Just for that, I received a huge hug from them. Their words of encouragement made me feel like I was free after my struggles back home. I cried to myself for a while, smiling at the praise I was given.
“What we’re gonna teach you is a couple of tricks...” Shimmy briefed me on what they call twerking. I had no idea what it is, but I’d figure this something they do at the club. But, either way, I owe Squeaky a show.
Once Lighthoof puts some weird pop music on, Shimmy stood up and counted before raising her arms slowly while shaking her hips in a vibrating motion. But she didn’t stop there as she moved her body in slow and sensual motions before kicking her right leg high. Suddenly, she turned and dropped to the floor, hands and knees to the ground, her booty cheeks wobbling as she goes upward and downward. I had to keep my eyes on the way she just bounces her ass, while Lighthoof struts to her and does the same thing, only with her hands on her knees.
“So, did you get all that?” Shimmy asked. I had to be weirded out after watching their little show, but it was what I had to learn in a flash.
“See, even if you have a little booty, you can still shake it like this...” Shimmy used her thighs to making rapid wavy motions with her ass cheeks.
“...Or this...” Lighthoof laid on her back, lifted her legs up and clapped her thighs, also making wavy motions with her ass cheeks.
“Boys drool over this every time they see it, guaranteed. But, it’s best to just dance with some variety and feel it...” Shimmy added. Did I mention that she and Lighthoof were cheerleaders back home right before they were strippers? Yeah, they’ve outdid themselves... Oh, and I had to learn it all... in heels! Every “5, 6, 7, 8!“ count from them was a ladder from failure to triumph. They shouted with every dance step so loud, anyone could hear us from outside. I felt like I wanted to just get out of here, but knowing that I have nothing to go back to except myself, I didn’t have the strength to. So, I asked the trainers to just stay with me until dark, and they accepted. They were tired as well, but they knew for a fact that I couldn’t give up. Days and months of practice, perseverance, and determination were counted as I kept going and going, letting all that fear go away.
Seven months ago, I felt like I was back on top of the world again. I was cooking meals, doing chores, shopping, and doing yoga on weekends. But whenever Squeaky or my two trainers called, I showed up on the dot. And since then, I became a better mare, with an even better body! I started trying on outfits that I bought, from crop tops and tight skirts to leather pants to cute jeans. As for shoes, well, I was lucky to have bought some because one of the clerks at the store said that they get my booty in shape. On top of that, I had gotten better at walking (and dancing) in heels as my trainers taught me. I’ve been wobbling the first time I had them on, but after taking baby steps, like they instructed, I could do anything in them just as sexy.
As soon as the two prize ponies showed up at my hotel door, I knew I was ready.
I was out of their league at first, but after several months of training, gym work, and advice, I was getting there. Sometimes, I even had a chance to join Shimmy and Lighthoof in the club while it was empty when the occasion called for it. They recommended me to do it more often to try and improve my confidence on stage. The DJ made his way to the booth, and called the employees out to see me.
Once the DJ put on island bass music, he played along and introduced me like normal. Just as the bass kicked in, I did the best dancing I could, and the strippers showed interest in me. They watched as I just teased them and swung around the pole. Shimmy clapped in excitement, coming for a closer look, and Lighthoof laughed at her friend being the customer. While I grabbing the pole behind me, I lowered myself in a squat position and spread my legs wide enough to really tease Shimmy. I then slowly placed my hands in my naughty but, and uttered a silent moan in front of her. She was so shocked that she had to just step on stage and dance with me. I giggled and decided to let her take the reigns, but she softly pushed my back to the pole and rubbed my pussy under my clothes for about seven seconds. The crowd of workers went either, “Whoo! Whoo!” or “Eyyyyy! Eyyyy!” just as the DJ changed the music to another bass-pumping hip-hop track. Us girls got into it and got loose, while the employees got up from their seats and did the same. Shimmy turned facing the pole, and shook her ass first, then me, then Lighthoof.
Of course, the DJ saw us and had to rap like crazy with a smooth voice while the track kept playing. “Ey! Ey! Now, Lemme see ya take it down in this mothafucka! Drop it down low! Make it clap, like you fuckin’ on the dance floor! Fuck the haters, all they do is talk shit! Pop it like champagne while you hit a full split!”
I couldn’t get that out of my head for a moment. But while he was rapping, I started getting into it, rolling my hips around in front of the small crowd, who were just pretending to throw money at us. Then, I got down on all fours, bouncing my ass and giving it two slaps. While I stayed in that position, Lighthoof suddenly got of the stage, pulled out her phone, and set it on camera before aiming it at me and Shimmy.
“Whooooo!! Get it, Princess!” Lighthoof screamed in joy. The trainers were so proud of me, and the crowd loved it! One could say I had the best time, but damn, it was so crazy! At that rate, I’d impress Squeaky a whole lot! Speaking of which, I was unaware that he came out of the office and saw me doing my thing, and smiled.
“Filthy’s little princess... now all grown up...and the Crusaders just gave ‘er a push on friendship back ‘ome...” he nodded, watching me have fun.
***
My debut has finally arrived, and I made it to the club, bright-eyed, built, and fully ready. Before the sun was about to set, I made to the dressing room, which was perfectly organized. I came across a lingerie set and a cute black and white business suit and hat, which looked just about the right size. The black heels below it looked so cute with its three-diamond insignia on every side of them. Not only that, but it also came with cute pink stockings. As soon as I started putting my outfit on, I measured myself through it, realizing that all that training paid off since it all fit as perfectly as I thought. However, I couldn’t stop just there. I took a look at myself in the mirror for several seconds, then put some makeup on. After hearing the crowd, I breathed deeply to calm down, then sprayed on some perfume on my neck. I suddenly stood up and made my way to the curtain just as the applause died down. After sneaking through them, I stopped and closed my eyes before hearing the DJ announce me.
“We have a newcomer on our stage this evening for your viewing pleasure. Straight outta Canterlot, the unscathed princess of the rich, Diamond Tiara!”
Once the music started, I tossed my hat aside and strutted my way to the crowd and do my best dancing I never thought I’d do. But, as my new friends said, I just had to have fun with it. Creatures and humans have been acting crazy after seeing spin around the pole and wrapping my legs around it. My two trainers and best friends had to get in the front row. And so far, they were more proud than they were! Just as they taught me, I did the whole nine - pole spins to spread eagles, and belly-dancing hip movements galore to the crowd!
And now, my biggest challenge was to give this cute animal sitting on stage a real show. So, I walked behind him, moving my hips as I passed by him, then faced him as I stripped of my blouse. After several seconds of just feeling myself and moving my hips, I turned to the crowd and proudly displayed my newly formed body. They were impressed in many ways, but that was only a taste of what they stood close to the stage for. I then rushed with a strut to a closer part of the stage and stripped off my pants in a tempting motion. Bills were being sent my way, and I received them in a sensual matter before making my way to the lucky animal. I gave him a closer view of my yum-yums, and placed my hands on his thighs just for being cute. Not only that, but I placed my thumbs on the side of my g-string, and slowly slid it down before keeping it where he’d only see half of my crack. He was nodding and rubbing his hands together after I teased him.
Lights flickered around the area and music blasted like crazy, but I just had to keep the show going and the cash coming in. All I ever did was what Lighthoof and Shimmy taught me. And boy, all these months of training had definitely paid off! I was showing off my curves in a cobra position, getting bills stuffed in my stockings, and just as I took off my bra and tossed it aside, creatures were staring at me an awful lot once I got close to them.
So, I slowly approached him, and paused. My thumbs touched the waist of my g-string, then pushed it down to my heels. Then, one, two, three... Ass cheeks clapping while standing up! After pulling that off, I just had to roll my hips around on his face. The whole crowd went nuts, even Shimmy and Lighthoof applauded. His nose was an inch close to my pussy, but he didn’t even sneak a touch. I’d expect him to just grab my ass and pull me closer, but he kept his hands behind the chair. He just stood there, nodding like he’s lucky. I looked below, and saw his bulge getting big. As disappointing as it was to just leave him like that, I had to tease him with just a little bit of lip-licking, and walked my way to the crowd, showing them some more of my ass-shaking, then danced some more for their money. Once the music ended, I got back up on stage, and took the lucky fox by the hand, picking him up before kissing his cheek. As we got off, the crowd stood up and praised me like I was a princess all over again, but that didn’t even matter to me at all.
I came across Squeaky, who was watching me from the floor just as I exited the stage.
“Once again, you’ve amazed me. Well done, Princess...” he shook my hand.
“Please, honey. Call me Diamond...” I winked at him. All of a sudden, the DJ called out my name and congratulated me, and so did the other employees, including the other strippers. At the same time, my trainers pulled out their phones and set them to camera yet again.
“Anything you wanna say to your friends back home, Princess?” Lighthoof asked while putting me on camera. Out of nowhere, they pointed them at me, as if they’re giving me an interview. I hadn’t have the courage to even go for it all these months, but since I’ve been a changed woman, I felt that my dues were already paid off.
“Love you, Silver Spoon, wish you were here!”
***
So, if you’re wondering where this ended... we had a hell of an afterparty with some business stallions. Strippers came out with firecrackers and champagne, congratulating the colts for some huge success at work I don’t know about. And now, I became a full-time dancer, or in this case, “sex worker”. You see, we “sex workers” have certain ways of business we don’t allow to the public, and discretion is of the essence. Anyways, I got friends to hang out with, in and out of business, and since then, I became “Princess of the island city” by the people I helped on my own time.
My life was now perfect, despite several complications... Okay, a whole bunch of complications. But, after seeing the world change, and my ex-mother taking over Canterlot, the divorce, and Daddy giving me up, I found something she would never have in her pathetic lifetime: Friends. So, after losing a family, you could say I gained one.
