Trixie's new helper

"I see... Well enough talking, it's time to see what I'm working with. Can you please remove your shirt?" The blue unicorn asked as she levitated her clip board over to a small coffee table backstage. To which you simply nodded and complied in response. Now, you weren't fat, buff, or even average. You were a closet femboy, which was now a fact about to be exposed. And as soon as your shirt was off, your thin torso was revealed to everypony here, and to make it more awkward... You were wearing a bra that had Trixie's cutie mark on it, which was part of the merch you bought last year.

You'd usually tell the colt behind the desk that it was for a friend of yours, but now it was Trixie's turn to blush as she stared at your chest for about 10 minutes before snapping out of her daze and continuing with her show. "I-I see you have my merch." She stuttered in what you assumed to be flustered embarrassment, and you only nodded in response since you were out of things to say right now. Luckily nopony in the crowd was somepony that you could recognized, otherwise you'd have been fired from one of, if not all your part-time jobs. But that didn't stop you from dreaming of being her 'Helper'. And as if she read your mind, she handed you a note saying 'Backstage, after the show.' To which your blush spread across your face, and Trixie's did the same. "We'll... Be right back after a small break." She said to the crowd as she used her magic to close the curtains, and teleport both of you into her room. And now she finally snapped out of her persona to face you, and clear her throat to get your attention.

"Out of all the merch, that bra... Looks good on you." Trixie stated as she looked away in embarrassment, her eyes facing her bed as she could only speak to you since she willingly brought you with her.

"Thanks... I'm... I'm what humans call a 'femboy'." You told her, even though you always made a note to keep it to yourself... You decided she was worthy of knowing your secret, and rather than making fun of you... She pat you on the back like a person would their friend.

"A femboy? Mind explaining what that means?" She asked in curiosity as she inspected you, like a child looking at something only an adult could understand. It seems that term never made it in Equestria, and only you can explain it to her.