AUG 4 Friday.

I move through the busy Canterlot streets with a clear goal in mind.

I decided against waiting too long and potentially putting off two things. Getting a commission from the forgers' guild and making a visit to Rarity for a new suit. I stop outside of the busy building with the same smoking chimneys and well-built stone forges.

I enter the bustling room while many ponies talk and take jobs from the large job board. I wonder if there is an actual adventure guild? If there is, I've never seen it so far, but many guilds are small-scale and can keep a relatively low profile. Either way, this place still reminds me of an adventure guild.

I look around for a moment before walking over to get in line for a desk labeled commissions. When I get to the front the earth pony mare looks at me for a moment, a long moment. "Hello, Sir. What can I help you with today?" She asks in a sweet tone and with some clear flirtation.

"I have a custom commission, I was wondering if I need an appointment?" I ask while she pulls out a book quickly.

"Well, it depends on what you need to be made, you can post a public commission or go with a guild smith. It also depends on the materials used, do you have a list of materials? Or some idea of what you may need?" She recites those words like saying something similar a million times before, which she may have actually done.

I ignore the tone she has and take out a list and pass it to her. It's a sketch drawing with a list of materials and a basic blueprint of the item. "This is confidential, yes?" I ask before passing her the paper. She raises a brow but nods after a moment with a more alert look. I do give it to her, the worst she could do is tell somepony and I can just sue them for that, and I very much would.

Her brows raise a bit more at the information and she starts to flip through the book some before reading down a page. "There is a crafter who is certified to make something like this, but they are a masterpony crafter and don't come cheap." She drops the flirting pretty quickly and becomes professional.

I nod in agreement, money is no object to me and a master's is actually far better than I hoped for. I'm not sure how rare a master crafter is, but they can't be too common. She smiles at my agreement, "Great, I believe she's free now so you can meet her to discuss a commission if you like? You will have to pay for a rushed consulting fee though." She warns slightly before looking through the book more. "Or we can schedule you for an appointment with a smaller fee?"

I agree to the fee and after paying her a different pony leads me through a back door down a hallway. A few moments of walking later we go through another door and I blink at the heat that hits me, it's like... Well, a furnace, which makes sense considering I just entered a forge.

The pony guiding me closed the door after I entered and I listened to the consistent but soft thumps of metal on metal. A surprisingly small unicorn mare sits at an anvil slowly and deliberately beating metal into the correct shape, she's using a smaller hammer and seems to be doing detail work.

I'm in no hurry so I sit down on the stone floor and simply wait while watching her work. She definitely saw me so it's best to wait, but to be safe I stay in her line of sight to not distract or surprise her. Eventually, she finishes and leaves the piece of metal to cool, she turns to me and I get a good look at her.

She has a bright orange coat with a deep red mane and some striking red eyes. What I find most amusing, and annoying, is her height, She's straight up half as tall as I am. She looks over my body like most mares seem to do, I would prefer they didn't. "Metal Quake, nice to meet ya. What ya need? I didn't think I had a meet'en?" Her heavy tone is a bit surprising for her size but take it in stride.

I nod and take out the same information I gave the other mare. "Nice to meet you as well. I got a rushed consultation if that's fine? And I have a commission if you're interested." I keep a respectful tone to not upset her, which she does seem to notice.

She raises a brow and moves a soot-covered hoof to take the papers, even though she has a horn. She was using it to pound metal and making force like that can tire out your magic so maybe some magical exhaustion use? I focus as that doesn't really matter right now. "Diamonds and mithril? An interest'an piece." She mumbles to herself a bit.

Mithril was the magical metal I settled on in the end. It's a form of magical iron, not immensely rare but still a magical metal so not common either. Its main properties are increased durability and magical capacity, it doesn't have an affinity though as affinity metals are so much more rare and expensive, and I don't need them for this project.

I nod. "Yes, I also already have the diamonds. You'd have to source the metal yourself but I'm willing to add that to the price, upcharge included." I'm fully aware I'm probably going to be scammed at some point, but I have bits to burn. Plus, I don't have a way to get the metal like that so I'm hoping she'd have a way to do that.

She doesn't look surprised at that and just nods. "Hmm, not one to care about bits eh? Ya, why not? It's small work, a good job. Nothing complex even, should be easy en'gh to hammer out. And it's not often I get to make something with jewels and magic metal. Time limit?" I shake my head. "Eight hundred if you want it done soon, a week maybe a smidgen more. Seven if you want it in two weeks." There it is, still not all that bad.

She moves over to a desk in the forge room and takes out a quill and some papers. "This is the whole contract, you can read it if you want'en?" She passes it to me with a professional tone and her odd accent. I flip through it to make sure I don't sign anything stupid, it's mostly basic and just says I'll pay them along with a confidentiality agreement for her, seems she can pick up on things more than I'd have thought.

I sign it and pass it back along with two bags from my saddlebags. "Payment and the diamonds, pleasure doing business with you." I give her all the bits on the spot and turn to the door with the contract after she makes a copy of it to give me.

She takes them both with a smile and nods. "Agreed, I should have it done soon en'gh, you got a place I can send it to?" I scribble down my apartment building address instead of my specific apartment address just to be safe. "Good, I'll get it to you in a week then."

As I leave her forge I feel pretty satisfied, that mare was very simple. She got right down to business and I'm already done, I always prefer dealing with ponies like that. After leaving the guild building I find the nearest restroom and look at my shadow, "Time to go, Girl." A moment later she leaves my shadow and we're gone a moment later.

We reappear near Ponyville in a different location, after the last time I decided to fly around Ponyville for a while a few days ago. Turns out there are a few dense forests that are relatively inaccessible to Ponyville by land, and most of the population are Earth Ponies so that works well for me, the wooded areas are also much closer to Ponyville.

So, I appear in a forest only a twenty-minute walk to Ponyville, it's almost in sight of the small town actually. The exact location is on a higher elevated area that is wooded and next to a steep stony incline in between here and Ponyville, making it really difficult to walk here, it's secluded enough for my uses.

After arriving I cast an illusion over Entropy and another to start forming my wings. Her being in my shadow brings a problem to mind, that being she can't take items into the shadows with her. The Enchanted item I just commissioned would fall off any time she would shadow travel.

It's not a massive problem as Entropy can just avoid going into a shadow, and I'll probably have to carry it around with me for when she wants to use it, I would rather she not lose this item from having to run from something, I don't want it linked back to us.

I don't really have a solution beyond teaching her as best I can and being careful though, then again it's been a while since we experimented with her powers. Something to theorize about this later, for now, I focus on the plan for today.

I sort those thoughts away for the time being and take off into the air with Entropy right behind me. When flying it doesn't take long at all to reach Ponyville, but with things being less busy this time I land outside of town and walk in, I don't want to show off my wings unnecessarily when random ponies will question it and notice me more.

I walk through the town a little slowly and enjoy the good mood I've had for a while now. I'm still pondering Cadance's questions, but they don't pop up into my mind as often as they did and I feel like I'm slowly working through them, I'm just not sure what that means for me.

I shake my head again before stopping in front of Rarity's boutique, and to my surprise, she's currently outside watering her plants in a purple hat. She turns her head a bit and smiles widely seeing me, "Shade. Good to see you again, have you been well? Oh! Where are my manners today? Let's go inside and get out of this awful heat." She greets me with the same friendly tone she always uses.

I let Entropy fly off and nod in greeting while wiping my hooves on a mat. "Rarity. I've been well enough, same with you? Either way, I came to get a suit like I mentioned, if you're not too busy?" I ask while noticing that her shop looked a bit emptier than the last time I saw it.

She waves a hoof while placing down her hat, I try my best to ignore when her tail shifts. I swear to magic I would make a spell for their hormones if mental magic wasn't illegal. "Oh nonsense, I have plenty of time. Nothing to all this, I just got an order for a client and had to use a few of the showpieces." She explains happily.

She turns to me with a few bundles of cloth, "Now, let's talk color, you would look positively dashing in green." She comments while bringing over a notepad. I stare a little blankly and sigh internally realizing I wasn't getting out of another discussion about fashion.

I give her a smile and a slightly tired look. "Well, I was hoping to get something in black actually." Her ears tilt and I get the sense she disagrees. I look around and spot a suit that looks plain enough. "This looks good, too small but I like the look."

"Black?" She huffs a bit while holding up the dark cloth with some slight distaste. "Are you sure I can't convince you to get something in gray at least? Black is such a mute color." I nod to try and not have another two-hour conversation. "Very well, but we need some color in this, I can't have something being so... Drab." She seems a bit resigned but after a moment she looks at my saddlebags. "That's it! Magnifique!"

Her quill blurs on her pad as she stares at my saddlebags, I think about stopping her and insisting on plain black. But she has that determined and inspired look that tells me it will be futile to even try by this point, at least I got the right main color? I stare at my saddlebags and I think I see what she does. "The plants?"

She nods vigorously, "Yes, it's perfect! The rugged black with the yellow- No! I still have some silver thread, it will be a garden at night!" She works herself into a slight frenzy while scribbling on the notepad. I sit there not really knowing what to do. I guess that works. Silver and black? Silver's not really my color, but with how focused she is I'm definitely not going to be able to stop her and it doesn't sound too bad, I can get on board with a plant theme.

She writes, or draws? Both I think. She continues like that for a minute or two before pulling a cloth measuring tape from under her sales counter. "Now, is this a full suit? Or half?" I raise a brow and give her a confused look, she chuckles a bit. "Yes, I thought as much, full suits aren't common, a shame really, they have so much opportunity for variation."

I think for a moment and shrug a bit. "I honestly don't think I've seen one before, or maybe I just never noticed?" I've really only ever seen half suits, they start at the neck and end at a ponies mid-section. "Actually, I think I've seen a few at the Gal- A rather large party. Either way, yes a half suit is fine." I'm glad she's too worked up to notice my slip.

She moves over to a door in the back of the shop. "This way please, I need a proper position and better lighting to measure." Again I'm a little confused but after enduring the room I see what she means. Inside is a small raised platform around six inches higher than the rest of the floor. "Bags." She demands a little impatiently in her excitement.

I don't much like the idea of being eyed more, but I need my suit so I take off my saddlebags and place them to the side before getting on the raised platform. "Will this take long? I have some other things I need to do." I lie in hopes of speeding this up, I have a bad feeling about this.

Rarity looks distracted for a moment before answering me. "Oh, only a few minutes, you'll barely notice. Now, legs together and back straight" She comments while moving around to my back left side. I do as asked of me.

N.S.F.W starts here.

It's at this moment I notice what she got distracted by, it turns out with how tall I am and me being on the platform, Rarity is head height with my belly. She has a full view of my sheath and balls right now. I really try not to think about that and just stay still, but I do jump a little when her hoof touches my side.

She smiles a bit out of my sight. "I need to be accurate, can't have a misfitting suit now, can we? Sit still as you can please." She jokes a bit and I really try to ignore the slight blush she's hiding by standing mostly out of my sight. I am suddenly pretty uncomfortable about my position, but normally ponies wouldn't care much about this so I try to do the same.

I still occasionally feel odd being naked all the time, even after mostly adapting to life here. And unlike a lot of ponies, I like my personal space and rather not get touched. Still, I try to keep my mind distracted with mental math as she loops the cloth measuring tape around my barrel.

It's at this point I'm reminded just how sensitive a pony's underbellies can be. The cloth strip rubs against my belly and it gives me a similar feeling to goosebumps. Rarity just focuses on her notepad and taking my measurements, while I go stiff and try to stay as still as possible.

But the feeling of the cloth rubbing my fur and my mind constantly trying to go to a certain place can only be resisted for so long. So as she moves her hooves around to adjust and keep the measuring tape still I feel my sheath stir and panic a little. :Why the fuck isn't she using her horn!!!: I scream internally.

Despite desperately trying to derail my body's efforts, my shaft hardening seems to kick my body into action and everything starts to derail. "Are, you almost finished?" I ask stiffly and impotently after a minute of my problem worsening, while she moves her hooves again. At this point, I'm hanging down and it's very obvious what's happening.

"Just a few more minutes, why-" smack You could hear a pin drop for a moment. I feel myself blush like I was pointed red while feeling extreme embarrassment. It doesn't help when I sense Rarity looking down outside of my vision, "Ah." I expect many responses.

But she just stares for a moment before taking a breath and looking up while giggling a bit, I just feel more embarrassed about her reaction. "I apologize, I was a bit enthusiastic, I am flattered though. Let me finish up quickly so you can calm down." Her tone sounds amused about the entire situation and she keeps a friendly and slightly professional tone.

She seems very un-bothered about this. :By magic ponies are weird!!: I know ponies are very relaxed and used to things like this, but it's so weird to me. I feel her measure another point and- smack :FUCKING STOP!!!: I scream internally while my cock makes its unwelcome presence known again.

The, leaking doesn't help either. :Fuck today!: I try to keep steady breaths as Rarity finally fucking finishes her work. "There we go, I'll go get some different types of cloth ready, we still need to pick the material after all. I'll, leave you be for a minute." She glances again while blushing a bit before walking out of the room, I have to rip my eyes away from her as she walks out to not see anything that will prolong this mess.

I stand there very stiffly for a few moments before taking another deep breath. smack :FUUUUUUCCCK!!!!: I take several deep breaths and step off the platform while trying not to bounce against anything. It takes a few minutes of deep breaths before my body finally calms down a bit.

My cock retracts into my sheath and I feel myself relax a bit, before blushing again noticing I did in fact drip a bit. I grab my saddlebags and take a moment to cast a cleaning spell to fix my embarrassment.

N.S.F.W ends here.

I'm still blushing up a storm as I walk out of the room, but at least I'm not like I was. I come out to see Rarity looking through a few different black fabrics. "Sorry about... That..." I awkwardly say while walking over to her. I try to continue but can't think of any form of an excuse.

She just giggles again and waves it off with a smile. "Nothing to be embarrassed about, you're far from the first stallion with such a reaction." She again takes it in stride with a slight moment of her glancing downwards. "Either way, I have the proper measurements, now we can discuss clothes. Do you prefer cotton or wool?"

I stand there just processing the odd feelings I have over this. :Stupid ponies and their stupid nudity: I try my best to put my thoughts to the side and focus on answering her to get out of here without embarrassing myself more or prolonging things. I don't have particularly high hopes for that though.

An hour later I step out of the boutique with a tired and still slightly embarrassed expression. Entropy lands on me and tilts her head a bit, "Why red?" She asks and I nearly glare at her as my blush comes back again. I don't glare though as she's not doing that intentionally, at least I think so?

I sigh and turn to her. "No reason, let... Let's just get home for some lunch." She wags her tail at that and I cast my wing spell despite there being ponies that notice, I don't care anymore. As I fly an unlikely but concerning thought strikes me.

When they meet Cadance can never know, I'll never hear the end of this if she does.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading. :)
Current year is 995

So, I didn't do anything spicy for a while and this chapter was shaping up to be a bit too boring. I do find it interesting how few stories ever point out just how different ponies are to humans in this department, some do it really well though.

Ponies, and horses, have more sensitive skin at certain points from what I know, I'm not an expert though. And a world without clothes is something a human mind may never full get used to, poor Shade.

Also, Metal Quake. A small unicorn smith that talks a little out of the ordinary. Did you know dwarf ponies exist? I decided to be a little more literal then that.