Fluttershy's Alter Egoby RoxyMoronNERDyChaptersChapter IIChapter IIIIVChapter VChapter IChapter IIII Night Rage waited behind the curtains, adrenaline raging through her veins, ready to show her audience her stuff. She could hear the ponies out there getting restless, anticipating Night Rage's entrance. Night Rage got herself pumped up, stretching so she wouldn't pull a muscle during her performance. She flipped her dark purple hair out of her face, ready to show off her dark violet eyes that popped out with the help of her makeup. She then heard Vinyl announce her. "Alright you party ponies. This is the moment you've been waiting for. You ready for a real show?" Vinyl turned on a bass that made Night Rage want to prematurely enter. She held herself back. The ponies cheered in unison in response to Vinyl's announcement. Vinyl then cranked up the bass louder, which Night knew was her cue. The red, velvet curtains drew up right as Night struck a sexy pose facing away from the audience. The lights were dim and everypony could hardly see her. They knew she was there, however, because lights backstage were on, giving an allusion that Night Rage was just a black shadow. Then, simultaneously, Vinyl cranked up a dance beat just as light blue lights focused on Night Rage, making her dark purple mane and tail glisten. Night RAge waited until the crowd cheered loud enough and the dance beat got faster and faster until it stopped altogehter. Night RAge waited and the crowd fell silent. Just as the beat came back on loud and strong, Night Rage flipped her head toward the crowd, her mane flying sexily behind her as the lights flashed brightly like lightning. The crowd went wild and she felt her heart race with excitement. She allowed a smile as she strutted down the runway to the beat, the crowd cheering her name, holding their money in their hooves. Night Rage then stopped in the center of the circle that was at the very end of the runway as she looked over nearly every colt that sat there admiring her every step. Night Rage then winked at one gentleman that was waving his hoof in the air along with the beat. She flipped her air once, and it onlny took that one smooth, sexy gesture to send bits and dollar bills flying her way. She then stepped up on her hind legs and waved her hooves in the air, flipping her air all around her. Vinyl tooke the hint and turned on the silent yet powerful fans, sending Night's mane and tail flying behind her. More cash was flown onstage, barely grazing Night's body as she worked her body to make the colts go crazy. She loved this rush. She hated her other self, Fluttershy. She hated her stupid voice and her damn whimpering. This was what she really wanted. She wanted this life forever. Sure, she loved her friends. But she wished they loved her for THIS part of her. She ignored the guilt however and focused on the colts that loved this part of her. Night twirled and shook her back side, making the crowd reach it's climax excitement. Night knew this was the moment. She knew that this was the time to pull the show stopper. She carefully stood, facing the crowd once more. She stod on her hidn legs again and carefully ran her hoof up her body toward the ceiling then a little chord dropped and landed right beofre her hoof. The crowd knew this moment. They all instantaneously began very quietly cheering "oooh" until the noise was so loud, you'd think it was a siren. Night motioned for them to get louder. The crowd did get louder. They wanted her to do it. She inched her hoof onto the chord slowly, so they wouldn't notice. Then, she wraped her hoof around the chord and yanked it hard, striking a sexy pose just as water poured all over her hot, tired body. She knew that it was probably degrating to mares all over Equestria to do this, but she didn't care. She didn't care that this wasn't the pony that her friends knew. All she cared about was the relief of the icy, cold, refreshing water that soothed her hot, sweaty coat. She worked hard for her audience, she worked hard to earn bits for herself. She earned that ice cold water. And so did her fans. The crowd screamed for her. They threw piles of money onto her, and she took a bow. The music continued as she strutted off the stage toward the place hat she had stood before the show began, striking one more pose before the curtains lowered in front of her, ending the show. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night Rage trotted back onstage after the show was over and the customers had left. She listened to the music that Vinyl played after closing hours, the music turned way down so the employees could talk in normal voices as they cleaned up after the colts that had left about forty five minutes ago. She took a broom and swept the piles of cash that the colts threw onstage for her and swept it into her green saddle bag with the butterfly on the clip. She sighed as she overheard her boss, Cash Stash, talking to Vinyl. "I just knew that would go down. Didn't I say? Ya told me that it wouldn't but I knew it would go down that way." Cash Stash retorted in his Manehatten accent. Vinyl nodded reluctantly. "I guess. It was pretty bad, too." She adjusted her shades on top of her horn with her magic, revealing her red eyes once more. Night Rage joined them, her boss turning to her with excitement. "There's my shining star!" He cheered, placing a hoof around Night's tired shoulder. "Great show tonight, toots! You got talent!" He smiled, showing his golden tooth in his mouth. Night laughed shyly. "Yeah, but I'm beat," Night said, using her normal voice that didn't sound so shy. She liked her voice better, because it sounded more like Rainbow Dash's, but not so scratchy. "I've never danced that hard. I'm going to need some Ponedryl." She sighed, laughing slightly. "Not to mention all the weight of this cash." Cash Stash nodded, smiling happily. "Yeh, well ya earned it, Rage! I'm real prod of ya!" Cash Stash gave a final goodbye hug, and Night Rage waved to Vinyl as she trotted back to her dressing room to get her things so she could go to her apartment down the street that she was staying in for the weekend. Fluttershy wiped off her makeup with a moist towelette in the mirror, and carefully wiped the eyeliner. She rinsed off her contacts and brushed her sticky, sweaty mane. Some of the purple dye got on her hooves. Fluttershy groaned in frustration. Quickly, urgent to get to her cousin's apartment so no pony would ask her for a photo or after-hour dance, Fluttershy swung on her saddle bags and trotted out the door, turning off the lights to her dressing room. Fluttershy trotted quickly through the downtown part of Canterlot, admiring the flashing lights and fluorescent bulbs that decorated the friday-night clubs. Fluttershy then turned into a building named "High-Class Condos", where she pushed the button outside the door marked"3". She waited until she heard a voice on the speaker. "Yeah?" Said a slightly-soft voice that resembled her own. "It's me," Fluttershy stated uniformly. "Let me in." Fluttershy heard a slight chuckle on the speaker before there was a buzzing sound, and she pushed the now-unlocked-door open. She trotted up the stairwell, now regretting her heavy saddle bags that were stashed to the brim with cash. She finally reached the third floor, where a single door marked "3" was sitting. Fluttershy took out her spare key that her cousin had given to her and unlocked the door, trotting inside. She plopped herself on the soft, plush couch and sighed as she joined her cousin, Dragonfly, in watching TV. "So how was your performance, 'Night Rage'?" Dragonfly teased. Fluttershy chuckled in her normal voice. "Tiring, loud, lots of money..." She racked off the adjectives. "Normal." Dragonfly nodded, turnign back to the 72" HD TV, which was playing some TV show about crazy mares that were getting married to colts that put up with their fiancees. Fluttershy yawned as she reached for the bottle of Ponedryl and a bottle of water. She dumped two pills out and gulped them down, washing them down with a swish of water. Fluttershy sighed, waiting for them to kick in, relaxing her muscles and help her sleep. "Oh, a got a call today." Dragonfly stated in her sweet voice that wasn't quite shy, but still nice. Fluttershy turned to her in interest. "It was a mare named... like... Twinkle Sprinkle or something?" Flutterhy burst out laughing. "You mean Twilight Sparkle?" Fluttershy asked, still snickering. Dragonfly laughed and nodded. "Yeah, that's it." They both burst into laughter, startling the chocolate-brown and white spotted cat that lay sleeping on Dragonfly's lap. Fluttershy sighed, wiping a tear from her non-contacted eyes. "Anyway," Dragonfly continued. "She said that she was wondering what your plans were for Rarity's bachelorette party." Fluttershy blinked. Rarity? Engaged? Rarity never mentioned getting engaged. Fluttershy sat, shocked at the news. "Oh. You weren't told." Dragonly said. Fluttershy sighed. Her cousin's talent was psychology. "I'm never told anything. Everypony tells me things LAST. I'm the LAST pony to know things." Fluttesrhy grumbled, fumbling witch her hair. Fluttershy smacked the couch with her hoof in frustration. "I can't believe some colt is marrying that self-centered piece of mare!" Dragonfly's eyes widened in shock. She'd never seen Fluttershy act so hostile. Well, not since Fluttershy got pissed about her butterfly cutie mark. Dragonfly shivered at the memory. (You don't want to know what Fluttershy's dark side did after that...) Dragonfly and Flutteshy sat in silence for a while, just watching the crazy brides beating their bridesmaids. Then a knocked patted the door at about twelve forty, about when the Ponedryl started kicking in for Fluttershy. Dragonfly flew over to the door and opened it, revealing a bright pink, orange, blue, lavender, and white pony. They all stood there smiling, until it registered that the Pegasus standing there wasn't the mare they were hoping for. The pink-coated pony looked past her, but couldn't really see anything. "Is this where Fluttershy was staying?" Twilight asked politely. Dragonfly turned back to Fluttershy, who was hardly aware that somepony was at the door. "Uh..." Dragonfly stumbled upon words. Then Rainbow Dash, who was hovering in the air, saw Fluttershy lounging in the background. Rainbow gasped and zoomed into the condo without permission and landed right in front of the sleepy, lounging Pegasus. "Fluttershy!" Rainbow exclaimed. Flutershy bolted up, suddenly aware of what was happening. She then noticed Rainbow's smile dropping after seeing Fluttershy's cutie mark and mane color. "Wait... you're not Fluttershy..." Rainbow said slowly. Dragonfly reluctantly let the other ponies into her condo, who circled in around the living room, getting situated, regardless whether this was the condo they were looking for or not. Fluttershy stumbled upon words, shocked to see her friends. She then got an idea. "No, I'm her cousin, Night Rage." Fluttershy said coolly in her normal speaking voice. "She's upstairs taking a shower. I'll go get her for you." She smiled nervously as she regretted taking her contacts out before coming home. She quickly flew above her excited friends over to the spiral staircase that laid to the opposite side of the condo and trotted up the stairs, quickly hopping in the shower to wash out the dye in her mane. She could hear the ponies talking in the living room downstairs as she quickly washed out her mane and tail, as well as her painted cutie mark. She took about fifteen minutes to get back to Fluttershy, and quickly brushed abd curled her mane into the style that her friends had grown accustomed to. She adjusted her throat so her voice would come out soft and tender as she trotted down the spiral staircase, acting surprised to see her friends. "W-what are you all doing her?" Fluttershy asked, faking a smile as her friend's faces lit up excitedly. They all chattered excitedly, especially Pinkie and Rarity. "Well, we felt so bad that you were here in Canterlot and had to miss the bachelorette party, that we decided to move the date and the location near here!" Twilight beamed. Fluttershy continued to smile, even though she was frustrated and kicking herself in her head. She turned to her cousin Dragonfly, who smiled as well, but made an eye motion to say "oh, believe me, I'm right there with you..." "Oh, you... uh... well I just..." Fluttershy was glad she wasn't good with words, that way she could stay in character. That's when Applejack chimed in. "Listen to her, she's so excited she can hardly talk!" Applejack said in a southern twang. The others all got up and huddled around her for a group hug. Fluttershy acted as though she couldn't be happier, but in reality, all she wanted to do was punch Rarity in the face. Chapter IIIEverypony sat, lounged around the living room.Dragonfly had taken the La-Z-Colt as well as a goof book. Twilight and Fluttershy sat on the sofa next to each other. Fluttershy, who was sleepy, had laying down, her head resting on the arm and her back legs laying off the sofa, careful not the kick Twilight. Fluttershy's back legs grazed the carpeted floor of the apartment, slightly next to Applejack and Pinkie, who were sitting comfortably on the floor by the TV. Rarity had taken a couch pillow and was sitting on that on the floor, while Rainbow was sitting on the spiral staircase that was just off to the side of the living room. Fluttershy yawned, looking at the TV along with everypony else but not really paying attention. She vaguely listened to her friends' conversation. "But that wasn't the WORST part!" Rainbow continued. "Then he said 'oh wow, what a klutz!' Then his other friend joined in and started calling me 'Rainbow Crash!!'" Rainbow said in anger. "So that's where you got your nickname?" Twilight asked. Rainbow nodded. "How rude." Rarity grumbled, fumbling with her mane in boredom and habit. Fluttershy nodded, her world becoming hazy as she started to slip into the sleepiness. Unfortunately, her back legs accidentally twitched from her tiredness and slightly touched Applejack, who jumped in surprise. She turned to Fluttershy, and saw how heavy her eyes were. "Fluttershy, ya don't look so good." Applejack said in her southern twang. Everypony turned to look at Fluttershy and nodded in agreement. Fluttershy felt her face burn when she heard Rainbow snicker. "Are you alright, darling?" Rarity asked. "You have horrible dark circles." "I-I'm fine." Fluttershy slurred, trying to reassure her friends. "I'm not so sure about that." Twilight replied jokingly. "Are you tired?" Fluttershy paused in hesitation. She hated attention. She then realized how ironic that thought was. "I'm fine, really." Fluttershy sat up. The medicine she had taken was really kicking in, and her world spun as she sat up. She fell right back down, and blushed as everyone giggled. "Fluttershy, it's okay if you're tired!" Twilight reassured her. "It is late, after all." Applejack nodded. "Y'all can sleep if ya want to." Rainbow scoffed. "It isn't THAT late." Rainbow looked at the DVR box to see the time. "It's only 1:30!" Rarity rolled her eyes in response. "Rainbow Dash, EVERYPONY needs their beauty sleep." Rarity flipped her mane. "Fluttershy is tired, and as her friends, we shouldn't judge her for that!" "Judging somepony for being tired?" Pinkie giggled. "Are you loco in the cocoa?" Pinkie stood and started hopping around the apartment in the same manner that a hyperactive six-year-old would. "Of course, I'M not tired at all! But-" Pinkie then collapsed right beside Rarity, snoring comically. Everypony except Dragonfly, who was en-wrapped in her book, giggled at Pinkie's foal-like behavior. But that was Pinkie Pie! "Anyway," Twilight sighed, getting back on topic. "If you're sleepy, Fluttershy, it's okay. Just fall asleep." Fluttershy didn't look at her friends, and suddenly felt herself getting sucked into unconsciousness, her eyes feeling heavy. "Don't worry, sugar cube," Applejack said, her voice distant and muffled. "We ain't goin' anywhere." That's when Fluttershy fell asleep. IVIV Night Rage and Vinyl Scratch made their way through the back halls of the strip club, where the lap dances were done in private. There were small, dressing-room-sized areas on each side of the hall, where curtains were hung and were eitehr pulled shut or open. Most of them were open, however there were a few that were pulled closed, and silhouettes of dancing mares were shown in the dark red lighted rooms. The hallways was light with only a dim, rainbow-colored disco ball that spun slowly, barely lighting the hallway. Vinyl informed Night about a client she had in a few days quietly on the way to Night's next customer. "Now, Cash Stash informed me that your upcoming gig in the V.I.P. room is REALLY important. You could make THOUSANDS of bits in just one night!" Vinyl levitated a piece of gum into her mouth, her big, circular, reflective sunglasses making her bright red eyes invisible. "Apparently, your upcoming client thinks you sound like the best money he'll ever spend. That's really saying something, you know. He really loves prostitu-" Vinyl cut herself short, tensing at what she nearly said. Night flinched unnoticably, knowing that her friend's words were true; Night Rage was a prostitute. There was no denying it. "It's alright," Night Rage said quietly, sounding like Fluttershy. "I know what I am. I'm not ashamed." Vinyl smiled sheepishly as they stepped quietly down the hall toward the room where Night Rage's next customer was waiting; not doubt impatiently. "Sorry," Vinyl said. "Didn't mean to embarrass you." "I'm not embarrassed, so no worries." Night smiled. "Okay?" Vinyl nodded in response as they reached the closed, red, velvet curtain that was toward the back of the hall, near the V.I.P. room where Night Rage's important customer would be in just two days. Night breathed a nervous sigh at the thought. She was worried about screwing up, sure, but that would be the near the date of Rarity's bachelorette party, no doubt. She was lucky enough to get her friends out of the apartment and touring the city of Canterlot. "Hey," Vinyl said, sensing Night's fear , regaurdless that it wasn't about the client. "Don't worry. You'll do fine." She bumped Night's hip with her own in a playful manner. Night giggled playfully and hoof bumped Vinyl Scratch. "Now get in there and show that colt a good time!" She finished, determination on her face. Night Rage smiled in determination as well and nodded, turning to the velvet, red curtains. She drew them back and slid into the room sexily, closing the curtains seductively as she made her way toward the excited colt that was seated on the red, cushioned, armless chair. She did a sexy lap dance complete with a "happy ending", where she allowed him to make out with her, tongue and all, just becasue she was in a good mood. No charge, even. She could feel his hot, masculine body on topof her. This colt clearly enjoyed the tough, gothic type. So she didn't act like the cute, defensless type. His hooves rubbed her selder, yellow-coated body. Her thin fur was wet with sweat, and his mouth clasped around hers, his tongue moving gently around her mouth. Night Rage's own tongue touched his, creating an imaginative spark that make her hug her front hooves around him. His mouth then unattached itself from hers and made it's way to her neck, sucking, kissing and licking it intensively. Night Rage moaned in approval. She moved her hind legs and rubbed his, her black-purple hair sticking to her sticky, sweaty facce, and a few strands getting caught in her hair. Night felt his mouth move, kissing down her side, making her way down to her legs. His mouth was just above her pelvis when she realized what was happening. "Woah, woah, hold it!" She snapped angrily,stopped him and shoving her off her body with the flick of a hoof. His mouth was open, he was ready to lick her. He was drooling, staring at her. Night Rage could tell that his hunger wasn't yet satisfied. Reluctantly, she sexily crawled on top of him, acting like this was part of the act; she acted as though she was supposed to push him off, interrupting his desires. It clearly worked, as his eyes narrowed, his hunger growing, wanting more. Night Rage wrapped her lap around his stomach, touching the colts chest with her front hooves. She did a final lap dance move, stretching back and showing her "nether region" to him for a brief, barely noticable second. When she crawled back, slowly, she could tell he saw what he needed. For the final part of the happy ending, she unbuckled the belt that was around his pants and reached her hooves down into his pants. She enjoyed the look of pleasure on his face as she committed the Happy Ending. I am a prostitute, Night Rage thought-with a hint of sadness-as she finished the Happy Ending, the colt moaning with pleasure. Chapter VFluttershy winced at the loud creak as she carefully opened the apartment door. The lights in the living room were off; the only light was coming from the kitchen, and that light was always on. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief as she trotted inside quietly, so as not to wake her cousin, Dragonfly. Her saddlebags were heavy on her back and shoulders, the bills and bits clinking like a cash register. She all of a sudden heard someone upstairs shift, and the bed creaking. Oh buck me... Fluttershy muttered in her head as she sat on the La-Z-Colt next to the reading lamp. She turned it on as Dragonfly sleepily trotted down the stairs sleepily. Fluttershy dropped her saddlebags sleepily, remembering the first night she came back to this old, modern spartment. The night her friends walked in on her as her "other self". She was lucky enough to clean up her mane and makeup (and her fake cutie mark) at the dressing room in her sink. It was really difficult to do so, and now her dressing room sink had a dark purple, silver and black tub ring. "Fluttershy?" Dragonfly asked sleepily. "Or should i say Night Rage?" She finished with a smirk. Fluttershy smiled sheepishly at her sleepy cousin. "Where are my frends?" She asked in her tender, quiet voice. Dragonfly simply nodded her head toward the stairs in a smooth gesture. "They're upstairs in you room sleeping. I explained that you were going to be gone overnight at an animal convention or something like that." Dragonfly giggled. "You... didn't actually say'or something like that', did you?" Fluttershy asked carefully. Dragonfly chuckled. "No no no, of course not." Dragonfly yawned as she sat on the sofa. "Are you alright sleeping down here tonight?" Dragonfly slurred sleepily. Fluttershy slipped a blanket over her drowsy cousin swiftly. "I don't think I need to, now." FLuttershy smiled, carrying her saddlebags up to Dragonflies room. Fluttershy yawned as she slipped underneath the covers. At this point, I think she wants me up here anyway. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night Rage nervously crept to the V.I.P. room's door, where Gerald Giggity was waiting. This is it, Night Rage thought, taking deep breaths. This is the big client. Time to take him for a ride. I'm taking charge, not him. Don't be Fluttershy; be Night Rage! Night Rage opened the door to the V.I.P. Strippin' Suite. The room was relatively large and had a purple and blue color scheme. The lighting was dark and had purple and bright blue lights that moved slowly. There was a white disco ball moving slowly in a circle. Night Rage put on her sexy gaze, looking for Gerald. eventually, she saw a very expensive-looking saddle bag in the corner of the room, where there was a side table with an expensive vase and flower bouquet arrangement. There was a dark red and black couch in the center of a room. The couch looked like it was meant to hold about five ponies. There was an expensive rug that was in the center and had an organic design on it with some paisley and animal print mixed together in a blue and green color scheme. There was a coffee table, but it was about three feet away from the sofa so if anypony were to... oh, say... fall off... they wouldn't be hurt. The floor of the room was shiny black marble tile. The walls were decorated with posters of every stripper/dancer in the club, including Night Rage. The popular ones were framed in gold, the lessers were in silver. The music from the club was playing inside the secluded room from a few surround-sound speakers, the bass turned up slightly due to Vinyl's refined taste in music. Night Rage was puzzled; there were expensive saddle bags, but no colts. Nopony whatsoever! She still tried to look sexy, but she didn't hide her puzzled expression as she walked inside. All of a sudden, the door that she had accidentally left open slammed behind her, rattling the frames on the walls. She shuddered at the loud noise, regardless of her new, fearless self. She whirled around to see a dark, bulky colt figure looming, swaying drunkenly. He walked toward her, pushing her down accidentally. "Hey, Slut," He slurred. His figure came into the light, and Night Rage could see his face and colors. His coat was grey and His mane and Tail was a combination of White and Silver with a Golden undertone. His eyes were auburn and he was wearing thin, rectangle glasses that really defined his face and complimented his cheeks and jaw. Night Rage also noticed that he was a unicorn. She blushed at how handsome he was, besides the fact that he was so drunk. "Show me your pussy." Night Rage was startled, and surprised that he was so blunt about it. However, she was trained better. She got up and gave him a seductive, playful look. "Ah, ah, ah," She said, shaking her head playfully and swinging her hood with each word. "This isn't sexy time," She said as she got closer to him. She touched his face with her front hoof and got really close to him. So close that if he fidgeted, she would accidentally kiss him. "It's dancing time." Gerald seemed displeased by her information. "No," He replied with a sly grin. With a swift move he stood out of her grasp, getting close once more and pushing he onto the marble floor. "It's time for my money's worth." He swayed closer, and Night Rage was in so much shock from what had just happened that she hardly noticed the pain in the back of her head from hitting the marble floor from his forceful push. Gerald swayed closer until he was on top of her, licking her neck. Night Rage shivered and tried to get a hold of herself. Come on, Fluttershy, She told herself. This isn't you. You're bigger- better, even! Not some scaredy pony! Get up! Show this bastard who's the boss! Unfortunately, Gerald Giggety must have sensed her plan of escape, because he got up with a sly grin, standing, but still on top of her. "You aren't avoiding this." He whispered in her ear. Night Rage could smell the alcohol on him and she kept herself from gagging. (Barely.) Gerald slowly opened the quivering pony's arms, holding them down with his hooves. Night Rage suddenly turned into Fluttershy, her voice shrinking, even. "N-no... please... don't...!" Fluttershy cried, her eyeliner running down her yellow, blushing cheeks. "I beg you...!" "Begging won't help," He laughed, an aura appearing around his horn. Fluttershy suddenly noticed the same silver, sparkling aura appear around her back legs, which were crossed helplessly. Slowly and involuntarily, she felt them move apart, revealing her yellow, quivering, naked body. "This will happen whether you want it to or not. Fluttershy felt helpless. She didn't know what to do; for privacy reasons, there were no cameras in the room. (Although she was always wishing they would just forget the awkwardness and worry about the ponies' safety for once.) And there were no curtains; only a door, so she couldn't yell. She had two choices: Scream and risk losing not only thousands of precious bits, or let him rape her and she could get tons of bits and never worry about rape again. Of course she knew that money shouldn't be her top priority. Her happiness and sense of comfort mattered most. And she figured this out just in time, because by this point, her lower region was completely uncovered. Fluttershy took deep breaths, getting ready to put her soft, shy voice to the ultimate test. The colt's aura appeared around her forelegs, and she now felt her all-fours locked; permanently in place, unable to be moved by anypony but the colt's horn. The colt smiled slyly as he stepped forward, slipping off his high-end pants, revealing his cutie mark. Fluttershy was appalled when, instead of seeing money like she had assumed, she saw an interlocked male and female sign along with a lock placed through them. He forced other ponies to have sex with him all the time. Fluttershy had to do it, and quick. Be cause she saw him start leaning, getting ready to position himself. The next few moments seemed to move in slow motion. Fluttershy breathed heavily, trying to get it under control in order to scream long and loud. She could feel him touching her, eyeing her lower area hungrily. Fluttershy was bawling as she took the biggest breath she ever took; even bigger than when she pretending to not know how to cheer for Rainbow Dash, just to annoy her rainbow-maned friend. Fluttershy tightened her throat, and just before he lowered his pelvis to her own, she let out the loudest, ugliest, blood-curdling scream anybody had ever heard. She screamed as long as her breath could hold, which was a whopping thirty seconds due to her rapid heart rate. The colt's eyes were wide, but she hardly got a look at him, because her body felt as though somepony were shaking her. Her body jolted back and forth, cutting her scream off. Suddenly, the scene changed in the blink of an eye. Fluttershy's eyes whipped open and her body jolted up, her coat damp with sweat and her face stained with tears. Her blanket on her cousin's bed was strewn, fallen to the floor and she was surrounded by seven ponies; two unicorns, two earth ponies and two pegasi, all lookig really, really worried and upset. However, one of the earth ponies, whom had a poofy pink mane, was standing next to where Fluttershy lay. She had her hooves extended to Fluttershy's body. Suddenly, she understood: it was all a dream, and she had really screamed. Her friends and cousin all rushed to see what was the matter and Pinkie was the first to shake Fluttershy awake. Pinkie smiled the moment it registered that she had awoken. Suddenly Fluttershy couldn't contain her conscious feelings. She burst into tears, her hooves sitting in front her her embarrassed face. Her yellow ears turned downward with displeasure and sadness. Pinkie frowned and rushed to hug her, soothingly rubbing Fluttershy's shaking back and rocking her quivering body. "Ssshhh... It's alright..." Pinkie cooed soothingly. "It was just a dream." Author's Note Gerald Giggity is an Easter Egg name; it's meant ot relate to Quagmire since he's a player. Chapter II Fluttershy dabbed a little more dark-blue eye shadow over her almond-shaped eyes. She put in her contacts that made her eyes glow a dark violet. She stared at her stunning reflection, showing a mare whose coat was still yellow, but the mane had been transformed into a silver-streaked night sky. She had dyed it temporarily dark blue with some streaks of silver. She knew that her coat threw it off a little, but the audience didn't mind. No, She thought, chuckling slightly. They wouldn't mind if my mane was neon and my coat was pastel... She heard hoofsteps from down the hall, and her friend Vinyl trotted in, her shades flicked up onto her forehead. Fluttershy looked at her red-eyes from the mirror, Fluttershy's tinted eyes staring back at her. "Night Rage, it's a full house tonight!" She smiled, her red eyes glowing with excitement. Fluttershy turned away from Vinyl and stared at her reflection, her own self completely transformed into somepony she didn't recognize. She loved it. "That's bitchin'!" Fluttershy laughed, turning back to high-hoof the white-coated unicorn. Vinyl Scratch exited "Night Rage's" dressing room, pulling her shades back over her eyes with her magic. Fluttershy felt her stomach turn with excitement, knowing that tonight she was going to make lots of "new friends". Yet it didn't shame her at all that by night she was the exact opposite of how everypony back home saw her. She even changed her cutie mark when she performed! She then felt a bell go off. Ten minutes to showtime, and her cutie mark still showed frilly pink butterflies! She rummaged through her vanity table's drawers for the concealer and got out the purple and black coat-dye. After painting the yellow-colored concealer over her frilly butterflies, Fluttershy painted a black rose with purple tint and a black, thorny stem on her yellow flank. Fluttershy then looked at her new, altered self in the mirror, chanitng her name over and over in her mind as if it were the crowd cheering. Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage. The more she cheered, the more she heard the audience start to chant along with her. She chanted along. "Night Rage! Nigh Rage! Night Rage! Night Rage!" The altered mare felt an empowerment strike her heart, and felt excitement and adrenaline rush through her veins. Her heart pounded with excitement to the beat of her cheering fans. Calling her name. Tonight, screw that frilly, stupid, animal-loving pony with the stupid pink mane and tail. Tonight, she was Night Rage; the trash-talking, plot-shakin', yellow coated mare with the long, striaghtened, dark purple-colored mane and tail. She admired her cutie mark and makeup, as well as her awesomely-colores eyes. She found this side of her much more appealing. She then turned around on her back leg and trotted toward the curtain, where Vinyl was about to start the music and announce Night Rage's entrance.
Chapter IIII Night Rage waited behind the curtains, adrenaline raging through her veins, ready to show her audience her stuff. She could hear the ponies out there getting restless, anticipating Night Rage's entrance. Night Rage got herself pumped up, stretching so she wouldn't pull a muscle during her performance. She flipped her dark purple hair out of her face, ready to show off her dark violet eyes that popped out with the help of her makeup. She then heard Vinyl announce her. "Alright you party ponies. This is the moment you've been waiting for. You ready for a real show?" Vinyl turned on a bass that made Night Rage want to prematurely enter. She held herself back. The ponies cheered in unison in response to Vinyl's announcement. Vinyl then cranked up the bass louder, which Night knew was her cue. The red, velvet curtains drew up right as Night struck a sexy pose facing away from the audience. The lights were dim and everypony could hardly see her. They knew she was there, however, because lights backstage were on, giving an allusion that Night Rage was just a black shadow. Then, simultaneously, Vinyl cranked up a dance beat just as light blue lights focused on Night Rage, making her dark purple mane and tail glisten. Night RAge waited until the crowd cheered loud enough and the dance beat got faster and faster until it stopped altogehter. Night RAge waited and the crowd fell silent. Just as the beat came back on loud and strong, Night Rage flipped her head toward the crowd, her mane flying sexily behind her as the lights flashed brightly like lightning. The crowd went wild and she felt her heart race with excitement. She allowed a smile as she strutted down the runway to the beat, the crowd cheering her name, holding their money in their hooves. Night Rage then stopped in the center of the circle that was at the very end of the runway as she looked over nearly every colt that sat there admiring her every step. Night Rage then winked at one gentleman that was waving his hoof in the air along with the beat. She flipped her air once, and it onlny took that one smooth, sexy gesture to send bits and dollar bills flying her way. She then stepped up on her hind legs and waved her hooves in the air, flipping her air all around her. Vinyl tooke the hint and turned on the silent yet powerful fans, sending Night's mane and tail flying behind her. More cash was flown onstage, barely grazing Night's body as she worked her body to make the colts go crazy. She loved this rush. She hated her other self, Fluttershy. She hated her stupid voice and her damn whimpering. This was what she really wanted. She wanted this life forever. Sure, she loved her friends. But she wished they loved her for THIS part of her. She ignored the guilt however and focused on the colts that loved this part of her. Night twirled and shook her back side, making the crowd reach it's climax excitement. Night knew this was the moment. She knew that this was the time to pull the show stopper. She carefully stood, facing the crowd once more. She stod on her hidn legs again and carefully ran her hoof up her body toward the ceiling then a little chord dropped and landed right beofre her hoof. The crowd knew this moment. They all instantaneously began very quietly cheering "oooh" until the noise was so loud, you'd think it was a siren. Night motioned for them to get louder. The crowd did get louder. They wanted her to do it. She inched her hoof onto the chord slowly, so they wouldn't notice. Then, she wraped her hoof around the chord and yanked it hard, striking a sexy pose just as water poured all over her hot, tired body. She knew that it was probably degrating to mares all over Equestria to do this, but she didn't care. She didn't care that this wasn't the pony that her friends knew. All she cared about was the relief of the icy, cold, refreshing water that soothed her hot, sweaty coat. She worked hard for her audience, she worked hard to earn bits for herself. She earned that ice cold water. And so did her fans. The crowd screamed for her. They threw piles of money onto her, and she took a bow. The music continued as she strutted off the stage toward the place hat she had stood before the show began, striking one more pose before the curtains lowered in front of her, ending the show. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night Rage trotted back onstage after the show was over and the customers had left. She listened to the music that Vinyl played after closing hours, the music turned way down so the employees could talk in normal voices as they cleaned up after the colts that had left about forty five minutes ago. She took a broom and swept the piles of cash that the colts threw onstage for her and swept it into her green saddle bag with the butterfly on the clip. She sighed as she overheard her boss, Cash Stash, talking to Vinyl. "I just knew that would go down. Didn't I say? Ya told me that it wouldn't but I knew it would go down that way." Cash Stash retorted in his Manehatten accent. Vinyl nodded reluctantly. "I guess. It was pretty bad, too." She adjusted her shades on top of her horn with her magic, revealing her red eyes once more. Night Rage joined them, her boss turning to her with excitement. "There's my shining star!" He cheered, placing a hoof around Night's tired shoulder. "Great show tonight, toots! You got talent!" He smiled, showing his golden tooth in his mouth. Night laughed shyly. "Yeah, but I'm beat," Night said, using her normal voice that didn't sound so shy. She liked her voice better, because it sounded more like Rainbow Dash's, but not so scratchy. "I've never danced that hard. I'm going to need some Ponedryl." She sighed, laughing slightly. "Not to mention all the weight of this cash." Cash Stash nodded, smiling happily. "Yeh, well ya earned it, Rage! I'm real prod of ya!" Cash Stash gave a final goodbye hug, and Night Rage waved to Vinyl as she trotted back to her dressing room to get her things so she could go to her apartment down the street that she was staying in for the weekend. Fluttershy wiped off her makeup with a moist towelette in the mirror, and carefully wiped the eyeliner. She rinsed off her contacts and brushed her sticky, sweaty mane. Some of the purple dye got on her hooves. Fluttershy groaned in frustration. Quickly, urgent to get to her cousin's apartment so no pony would ask her for a photo or after-hour dance, Fluttershy swung on her saddle bags and trotted out the door, turning off the lights to her dressing room. Fluttershy trotted quickly through the downtown part of Canterlot, admiring the flashing lights and fluorescent bulbs that decorated the friday-night clubs. Fluttershy then turned into a building named "High-Class Condos", where she pushed the button outside the door marked"3". She waited until she heard a voice on the speaker. "Yeah?" Said a slightly-soft voice that resembled her own. "It's me," Fluttershy stated uniformly. "Let me in." Fluttershy heard a slight chuckle on the speaker before there was a buzzing sound, and she pushed the now-unlocked-door open. She trotted up the stairwell, now regretting her heavy saddle bags that were stashed to the brim with cash. She finally reached the third floor, where a single door marked "3" was sitting. Fluttershy took out her spare key that her cousin had given to her and unlocked the door, trotting inside. She plopped herself on the soft, plush couch and sighed as she joined her cousin, Dragonfly, in watching TV. "So how was your performance, 'Night Rage'?" Dragonfly teased. Fluttershy chuckled in her normal voice. "Tiring, loud, lots of money..." She racked off the adjectives. "Normal." Dragonfly nodded, turnign back to the 72" HD TV, which was playing some TV show about crazy mares that were getting married to colts that put up with their fiancees. Fluttershy yawned as she reached for the bottle of Ponedryl and a bottle of water. She dumped two pills out and gulped them down, washing them down with a swish of water. Fluttershy sighed, waiting for them to kick in, relaxing her muscles and help her sleep. "Oh, a got a call today." Dragonfly stated in her sweet voice that wasn't quite shy, but still nice. Fluttershy turned to her in interest. "It was a mare named... like... Twinkle Sprinkle or something?" Flutterhy burst out laughing. "You mean Twilight Sparkle?" Fluttershy asked, still snickering. Dragonfly laughed and nodded. "Yeah, that's it." They both burst into laughter, startling the chocolate-brown and white spotted cat that lay sleeping on Dragonfly's lap. Fluttershy sighed, wiping a tear from her non-contacted eyes. "Anyway," Dragonfly continued. "She said that she was wondering what your plans were for Rarity's bachelorette party." Fluttershy blinked. Rarity? Engaged? Rarity never mentioned getting engaged. Fluttershy sat, shocked at the news. "Oh. You weren't told." Dragonly said. Fluttershy sighed. Her cousin's talent was psychology. "I'm never told anything. Everypony tells me things LAST. I'm the LAST pony to know things." Fluttesrhy grumbled, fumbling witch her hair. Fluttershy smacked the couch with her hoof in frustration. "I can't believe some colt is marrying that self-centered piece of mare!" Dragonfly's eyes widened in shock. She'd never seen Fluttershy act so hostile. Well, not since Fluttershy got pissed about her butterfly cutie mark. Dragonfly shivered at the memory. (You don't want to know what Fluttershy's dark side did after that...) Dragonfly and Flutteshy sat in silence for a while, just watching the crazy brides beating their bridesmaids. Then a knocked patted the door at about twelve forty, about when the Ponedryl started kicking in for Fluttershy. Dragonfly flew over to the door and opened it, revealing a bright pink, orange, blue, lavender, and white pony. They all stood there smiling, until it registered that the Pegasus standing there wasn't the mare they were hoping for. The pink-coated pony looked past her, but couldn't really see anything. "Is this where Fluttershy was staying?" Twilight asked politely. Dragonfly turned back to Fluttershy, who was hardly aware that somepony was at the door. "Uh..." Dragonfly stumbled upon words. Then Rainbow Dash, who was hovering in the air, saw Fluttershy lounging in the background. Rainbow gasped and zoomed into the condo without permission and landed right in front of the sleepy, lounging Pegasus. "Fluttershy!" Rainbow exclaimed. Flutershy bolted up, suddenly aware of what was happening. She then noticed Rainbow's smile dropping after seeing Fluttershy's cutie mark and mane color. "Wait... you're not Fluttershy..." Rainbow said slowly. Dragonfly reluctantly let the other ponies into her condo, who circled in around the living room, getting situated, regardless whether this was the condo they were looking for or not. Fluttershy stumbled upon words, shocked to see her friends. She then got an idea. "No, I'm her cousin, Night Rage." Fluttershy said coolly in her normal speaking voice. "She's upstairs taking a shower. I'll go get her for you." She smiled nervously as she regretted taking her contacts out before coming home. She quickly flew above her excited friends over to the spiral staircase that laid to the opposite side of the condo and trotted up the stairs, quickly hopping in the shower to wash out the dye in her mane. She could hear the ponies talking in the living room downstairs as she quickly washed out her mane and tail, as well as her painted cutie mark. She took about fifteen minutes to get back to Fluttershy, and quickly brushed abd curled her mane into the style that her friends had grown accustomed to. She adjusted her throat so her voice would come out soft and tender as she trotted down the spiral staircase, acting surprised to see her friends. "W-what are you all doing her?" Fluttershy asked, faking a smile as her friend's faces lit up excitedly. They all chattered excitedly, especially Pinkie and Rarity. "Well, we felt so bad that you were here in Canterlot and had to miss the bachelorette party, that we decided to move the date and the location near here!" Twilight beamed. Fluttershy continued to smile, even though she was frustrated and kicking herself in her head. She turned to her cousin Dragonfly, who smiled as well, but made an eye motion to say "oh, believe me, I'm right there with you..." "Oh, you... uh... well I just..." Fluttershy was glad she wasn't good with words, that way she could stay in character. That's when Applejack chimed in. "Listen to her, she's so excited she can hardly talk!" Applejack said in a southern twang. The others all got up and huddled around her for a group hug. Fluttershy acted as though she couldn't be happier, but in reality, all she wanted to do was punch Rarity in the face.
Chapter IIIEverypony sat, lounged around the living room.Dragonfly had taken the La-Z-Colt as well as a goof book. Twilight and Fluttershy sat on the sofa next to each other. Fluttershy, who was sleepy, had laying down, her head resting on the arm and her back legs laying off the sofa, careful not the kick Twilight. Fluttershy's back legs grazed the carpeted floor of the apartment, slightly next to Applejack and Pinkie, who were sitting comfortably on the floor by the TV. Rarity had taken a couch pillow and was sitting on that on the floor, while Rainbow was sitting on the spiral staircase that was just off to the side of the living room. Fluttershy yawned, looking at the TV along with everypony else but not really paying attention. She vaguely listened to her friends' conversation. "But that wasn't the WORST part!" Rainbow continued. "Then he said 'oh wow, what a klutz!' Then his other friend joined in and started calling me 'Rainbow Crash!!'" Rainbow said in anger. "So that's where you got your nickname?" Twilight asked. Rainbow nodded. "How rude." Rarity grumbled, fumbling with her mane in boredom and habit. Fluttershy nodded, her world becoming hazy as she started to slip into the sleepiness. Unfortunately, her back legs accidentally twitched from her tiredness and slightly touched Applejack, who jumped in surprise. She turned to Fluttershy, and saw how heavy her eyes were. "Fluttershy, ya don't look so good." Applejack said in her southern twang. Everypony turned to look at Fluttershy and nodded in agreement. Fluttershy felt her face burn when she heard Rainbow snicker. "Are you alright, darling?" Rarity asked. "You have horrible dark circles." "I-I'm fine." Fluttershy slurred, trying to reassure her friends. "I'm not so sure about that." Twilight replied jokingly. "Are you tired?" Fluttershy paused in hesitation. She hated attention. She then realized how ironic that thought was. "I'm fine, really." Fluttershy sat up. The medicine she had taken was really kicking in, and her world spun as she sat up. She fell right back down, and blushed as everyone giggled. "Fluttershy, it's okay if you're tired!" Twilight reassured her. "It is late, after all." Applejack nodded. "Y'all can sleep if ya want to." Rainbow scoffed. "It isn't THAT late." Rainbow looked at the DVR box to see the time. "It's only 1:30!" Rarity rolled her eyes in response. "Rainbow Dash, EVERYPONY needs their beauty sleep." Rarity flipped her mane. "Fluttershy is tired, and as her friends, we shouldn't judge her for that!" "Judging somepony for being tired?" Pinkie giggled. "Are you loco in the cocoa?" Pinkie stood and started hopping around the apartment in the same manner that a hyperactive six-year-old would. "Of course, I'M not tired at all! But-" Pinkie then collapsed right beside Rarity, snoring comically. Everypony except Dragonfly, who was en-wrapped in her book, giggled at Pinkie's foal-like behavior. But that was Pinkie Pie! "Anyway," Twilight sighed, getting back on topic. "If you're sleepy, Fluttershy, it's okay. Just fall asleep." Fluttershy didn't look at her friends, and suddenly felt herself getting sucked into unconsciousness, her eyes feeling heavy. "Don't worry, sugar cube," Applejack said, her voice distant and muffled. "We ain't goin' anywhere." That's when Fluttershy fell asleep.
IVIV Night Rage and Vinyl Scratch made their way through the back halls of the strip club, where the lap dances were done in private. There were small, dressing-room-sized areas on each side of the hall, where curtains were hung and were eitehr pulled shut or open. Most of them were open, however there were a few that were pulled closed, and silhouettes of dancing mares were shown in the dark red lighted rooms. The hallways was light with only a dim, rainbow-colored disco ball that spun slowly, barely lighting the hallway. Vinyl informed Night about a client she had in a few days quietly on the way to Night's next customer. "Now, Cash Stash informed me that your upcoming gig in the V.I.P. room is REALLY important. You could make THOUSANDS of bits in just one night!" Vinyl levitated a piece of gum into her mouth, her big, circular, reflective sunglasses making her bright red eyes invisible. "Apparently, your upcoming client thinks you sound like the best money he'll ever spend. That's really saying something, you know. He really loves prostitu-" Vinyl cut herself short, tensing at what she nearly said. Night flinched unnoticably, knowing that her friend's words were true; Night Rage was a prostitute. There was no denying it. "It's alright," Night Rage said quietly, sounding like Fluttershy. "I know what I am. I'm not ashamed." Vinyl smiled sheepishly as they stepped quietly down the hall toward the room where Night Rage's next customer was waiting; not doubt impatiently. "Sorry," Vinyl said. "Didn't mean to embarrass you." "I'm not embarrassed, so no worries." Night smiled. "Okay?" Vinyl nodded in response as they reached the closed, red, velvet curtain that was toward the back of the hall, near the V.I.P. room where Night Rage's important customer would be in just two days. Night breathed a nervous sigh at the thought. She was worried about screwing up, sure, but that would be the near the date of Rarity's bachelorette party, no doubt. She was lucky enough to get her friends out of the apartment and touring the city of Canterlot. "Hey," Vinyl said, sensing Night's fear , regaurdless that it wasn't about the client. "Don't worry. You'll do fine." She bumped Night's hip with her own in a playful manner. Night giggled playfully and hoof bumped Vinyl Scratch. "Now get in there and show that colt a good time!" She finished, determination on her face. Night Rage smiled in determination as well and nodded, turning to the velvet, red curtains. She drew them back and slid into the room sexily, closing the curtains seductively as she made her way toward the excited colt that was seated on the red, cushioned, armless chair. She did a sexy lap dance complete with a "happy ending", where she allowed him to make out with her, tongue and all, just becasue she was in a good mood. No charge, even. She could feel his hot, masculine body on topof her. This colt clearly enjoyed the tough, gothic type. So she didn't act like the cute, defensless type. His hooves rubbed her selder, yellow-coated body. Her thin fur was wet with sweat, and his mouth clasped around hers, his tongue moving gently around her mouth. Night Rage's own tongue touched his, creating an imaginative spark that make her hug her front hooves around him. His mouth then unattached itself from hers and made it's way to her neck, sucking, kissing and licking it intensively. Night Rage moaned in approval. She moved her hind legs and rubbed his, her black-purple hair sticking to her sticky, sweaty facce, and a few strands getting caught in her hair. Night felt his mouth move, kissing down her side, making her way down to her legs. His mouth was just above her pelvis when she realized what was happening. "Woah, woah, hold it!" She snapped angrily,stopped him and shoving her off her body with the flick of a hoof. His mouth was open, he was ready to lick her. He was drooling, staring at her. Night Rage could tell that his hunger wasn't yet satisfied. Reluctantly, she sexily crawled on top of him, acting like this was part of the act; she acted as though she was supposed to push him off, interrupting his desires. It clearly worked, as his eyes narrowed, his hunger growing, wanting more. Night Rage wrapped her lap around his stomach, touching the colts chest with her front hooves. She did a final lap dance move, stretching back and showing her "nether region" to him for a brief, barely noticable second. When she crawled back, slowly, she could tell he saw what he needed. For the final part of the happy ending, she unbuckled the belt that was around his pants and reached her hooves down into his pants. She enjoyed the look of pleasure on his face as she committed the Happy Ending. I am a prostitute, Night Rage thought-with a hint of sadness-as she finished the Happy Ending, the colt moaning with pleasure.
Chapter VFluttershy winced at the loud creak as she carefully opened the apartment door. The lights in the living room were off; the only light was coming from the kitchen, and that light was always on. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief as she trotted inside quietly, so as not to wake her cousin, Dragonfly. Her saddlebags were heavy on her back and shoulders, the bills and bits clinking like a cash register. She all of a sudden heard someone upstairs shift, and the bed creaking. Oh buck me... Fluttershy muttered in her head as she sat on the La-Z-Colt next to the reading lamp. She turned it on as Dragonfly sleepily trotted down the stairs sleepily. Fluttershy dropped her saddlebags sleepily, remembering the first night she came back to this old, modern spartment. The night her friends walked in on her as her "other self". She was lucky enough to clean up her mane and makeup (and her fake cutie mark) at the dressing room in her sink. It was really difficult to do so, and now her dressing room sink had a dark purple, silver and black tub ring. "Fluttershy?" Dragonfly asked sleepily. "Or should i say Night Rage?" She finished with a smirk. Fluttershy smiled sheepishly at her sleepy cousin. "Where are my frends?" She asked in her tender, quiet voice. Dragonfly simply nodded her head toward the stairs in a smooth gesture. "They're upstairs in you room sleeping. I explained that you were going to be gone overnight at an animal convention or something like that." Dragonfly giggled. "You... didn't actually say'or something like that', did you?" Fluttershy asked carefully. Dragonfly chuckled. "No no no, of course not." Dragonfly yawned as she sat on the sofa. "Are you alright sleeping down here tonight?" Dragonfly slurred sleepily. Fluttershy slipped a blanket over her drowsy cousin swiftly. "I don't think I need to, now." FLuttershy smiled, carrying her saddlebags up to Dragonflies room. Fluttershy yawned as she slipped underneath the covers. At this point, I think she wants me up here anyway. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night Rage nervously crept to the V.I.P. room's door, where Gerald Giggity was waiting. This is it, Night Rage thought, taking deep breaths. This is the big client. Time to take him for a ride. I'm taking charge, not him. Don't be Fluttershy; be Night Rage! Night Rage opened the door to the V.I.P. Strippin' Suite. The room was relatively large and had a purple and blue color scheme. The lighting was dark and had purple and bright blue lights that moved slowly. There was a white disco ball moving slowly in a circle. Night Rage put on her sexy gaze, looking for Gerald. eventually, she saw a very expensive-looking saddle bag in the corner of the room, where there was a side table with an expensive vase and flower bouquet arrangement. There was a dark red and black couch in the center of a room. The couch looked like it was meant to hold about five ponies. There was an expensive rug that was in the center and had an organic design on it with some paisley and animal print mixed together in a blue and green color scheme. There was a coffee table, but it was about three feet away from the sofa so if anypony were to... oh, say... fall off... they wouldn't be hurt. The floor of the room was shiny black marble tile. The walls were decorated with posters of every stripper/dancer in the club, including Night Rage. The popular ones were framed in gold, the lessers were in silver. The music from the club was playing inside the secluded room from a few surround-sound speakers, the bass turned up slightly due to Vinyl's refined taste in music. Night Rage was puzzled; there were expensive saddle bags, but no colts. Nopony whatsoever! She still tried to look sexy, but she didn't hide her puzzled expression as she walked inside. All of a sudden, the door that she had accidentally left open slammed behind her, rattling the frames on the walls. She shuddered at the loud noise, regardless of her new, fearless self. She whirled around to see a dark, bulky colt figure looming, swaying drunkenly. He walked toward her, pushing her down accidentally. "Hey, Slut," He slurred. His figure came into the light, and Night Rage could see his face and colors. His coat was grey and His mane and Tail was a combination of White and Silver with a Golden undertone. His eyes were auburn and he was wearing thin, rectangle glasses that really defined his face and complimented his cheeks and jaw. Night Rage also noticed that he was a unicorn. She blushed at how handsome he was, besides the fact that he was so drunk. "Show me your pussy." Night Rage was startled, and surprised that he was so blunt about it. However, she was trained better. She got up and gave him a seductive, playful look. "Ah, ah, ah," She said, shaking her head playfully and swinging her hood with each word. "This isn't sexy time," She said as she got closer to him. She touched his face with her front hoof and got really close to him. So close that if he fidgeted, she would accidentally kiss him. "It's dancing time." Gerald seemed displeased by her information. "No," He replied with a sly grin. With a swift move he stood out of her grasp, getting close once more and pushing he onto the marble floor. "It's time for my money's worth." He swayed closer, and Night Rage was in so much shock from what had just happened that she hardly noticed the pain in the back of her head from hitting the marble floor from his forceful push. Gerald swayed closer until he was on top of her, licking her neck. Night Rage shivered and tried to get a hold of herself. Come on, Fluttershy, She told herself. This isn't you. You're bigger- better, even! Not some scaredy pony! Get up! Show this bastard who's the boss! Unfortunately, Gerald Giggety must have sensed her plan of escape, because he got up with a sly grin, standing, but still on top of her. "You aren't avoiding this." He whispered in her ear. Night Rage could smell the alcohol on him and she kept herself from gagging. (Barely.) Gerald slowly opened the quivering pony's arms, holding them down with his hooves. Night Rage suddenly turned into Fluttershy, her voice shrinking, even. "N-no... please... don't...!" Fluttershy cried, her eyeliner running down her yellow, blushing cheeks. "I beg you...!" "Begging won't help," He laughed, an aura appearing around his horn. Fluttershy suddenly noticed the same silver, sparkling aura appear around her back legs, which were crossed helplessly. Slowly and involuntarily, she felt them move apart, revealing her yellow, quivering, naked body. "This will happen whether you want it to or not. Fluttershy felt helpless. She didn't know what to do; for privacy reasons, there were no cameras in the room. (Although she was always wishing they would just forget the awkwardness and worry about the ponies' safety for once.) And there were no curtains; only a door, so she couldn't yell. She had two choices: Scream and risk losing not only thousands of precious bits, or let him rape her and she could get tons of bits and never worry about rape again. Of course she knew that money shouldn't be her top priority. Her happiness and sense of comfort mattered most. And she figured this out just in time, because by this point, her lower region was completely uncovered. Fluttershy took deep breaths, getting ready to put her soft, shy voice to the ultimate test. The colt's aura appeared around her forelegs, and she now felt her all-fours locked; permanently in place, unable to be moved by anypony but the colt's horn. The colt smiled slyly as he stepped forward, slipping off his high-end pants, revealing his cutie mark. Fluttershy was appalled when, instead of seeing money like she had assumed, she saw an interlocked male and female sign along with a lock placed through them. He forced other ponies to have sex with him all the time. Fluttershy had to do it, and quick. Be cause she saw him start leaning, getting ready to position himself. The next few moments seemed to move in slow motion. Fluttershy breathed heavily, trying to get it under control in order to scream long and loud. She could feel him touching her, eyeing her lower area hungrily. Fluttershy was bawling as she took the biggest breath she ever took; even bigger than when she pretending to not know how to cheer for Rainbow Dash, just to annoy her rainbow-maned friend. Fluttershy tightened her throat, and just before he lowered his pelvis to her own, she let out the loudest, ugliest, blood-curdling scream anybody had ever heard. She screamed as long as her breath could hold, which was a whopping thirty seconds due to her rapid heart rate. The colt's eyes were wide, but she hardly got a look at him, because her body felt as though somepony were shaking her. Her body jolted back and forth, cutting her scream off. Suddenly, the scene changed in the blink of an eye. Fluttershy's eyes whipped open and her body jolted up, her coat damp with sweat and her face stained with tears. Her blanket on her cousin's bed was strewn, fallen to the floor and she was surrounded by seven ponies; two unicorns, two earth ponies and two pegasi, all lookig really, really worried and upset. However, one of the earth ponies, whom had a poofy pink mane, was standing next to where Fluttershy lay. She had her hooves extended to Fluttershy's body. Suddenly, she understood: it was all a dream, and she had really screamed. Her friends and cousin all rushed to see what was the matter and Pinkie was the first to shake Fluttershy awake. Pinkie smiled the moment it registered that she had awoken. Suddenly Fluttershy couldn't contain her conscious feelings. She burst into tears, her hooves sitting in front her her embarrassed face. Her yellow ears turned downward with displeasure and sadness. Pinkie frowned and rushed to hug her, soothingly rubbing Fluttershy's shaking back and rocking her quivering body. "Ssshhh... It's alright..." Pinkie cooed soothingly. "It was just a dream." Author's Note Gerald Giggity is an Easter Egg name; it's meant ot relate to Quagmire since he's a player.
Chapter II Fluttershy dabbed a little more dark-blue eye shadow over her almond-shaped eyes. She put in her contacts that made her eyes glow a dark violet. She stared at her stunning reflection, showing a mare whose coat was still yellow, but the mane had been transformed into a silver-streaked night sky. She had dyed it temporarily dark blue with some streaks of silver. She knew that her coat threw it off a little, but the audience didn't mind. No, She thought, chuckling slightly. They wouldn't mind if my mane was neon and my coat was pastel... She heard hoofsteps from down the hall, and her friend Vinyl trotted in, her shades flicked up onto her forehead. Fluttershy looked at her red-eyes from the mirror, Fluttershy's tinted eyes staring back at her. "Night Rage, it's a full house tonight!" She smiled, her red eyes glowing with excitement. Fluttershy turned away from Vinyl and stared at her reflection, her own self completely transformed into somepony she didn't recognize. She loved it. "That's bitchin'!" Fluttershy laughed, turning back to high-hoof the white-coated unicorn. Vinyl Scratch exited "Night Rage's" dressing room, pulling her shades back over her eyes with her magic. Fluttershy felt her stomach turn with excitement, knowing that tonight she was going to make lots of "new friends". Yet it didn't shame her at all that by night she was the exact opposite of how everypony back home saw her. She even changed her cutie mark when she performed! She then felt a bell go off. Ten minutes to showtime, and her cutie mark still showed frilly pink butterflies! She rummaged through her vanity table's drawers for the concealer and got out the purple and black coat-dye. After painting the yellow-colored concealer over her frilly butterflies, Fluttershy painted a black rose with purple tint and a black, thorny stem on her yellow flank. Fluttershy then looked at her new, altered self in the mirror, chanitng her name over and over in her mind as if it were the crowd cheering. Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage. Night Rage. The more she cheered, the more she heard the audience start to chant along with her. She chanted along. "Night Rage! Nigh Rage! Night Rage! Night Rage!" The altered mare felt an empowerment strike her heart, and felt excitement and adrenaline rush through her veins. Her heart pounded with excitement to the beat of her cheering fans. Calling her name. Tonight, screw that frilly, stupid, animal-loving pony with the stupid pink mane and tail. Tonight, she was Night Rage; the trash-talking, plot-shakin', yellow coated mare with the long, striaghtened, dark purple-colored mane and tail. She admired her cutie mark and makeup, as well as her awesomely-colores eyes. She found this side of her much more appealing. She then turned around on her back leg and trotted toward the curtain, where Vinyl was about to start the music and announce Night Rage's entrance.
