Fluttershy woke up the next morning, covered in an unhealthy amount of hay, and surprised to see that a significant amount of the morning had already passed. She glanced around and happened to notice an imposing red stallion moving some equipment around.

"Mornin' sunshine. Applejack told me ya konk'd out last night after y'all had a little fun." Big Macintosh greeted, chuckling a little.

"Awawa... What did she tell you?" Fluttershy asked, scared that the stallion in front of her might know what they did, or even worse he might start getting his own ideas.

"She told me that'cha certainly can hold yer liquor, it's nothing’ to be ashamed of. I'm a little disappointed that y'all really drank that fancy Manehattan stuff, though; could'a just drank some of the Apple family's best." Big Mac responded. Fluttershy relaxed at the obvious lie she was told, thinking up a cover story.

"Ah, yes... Applejack asked me to bring some over, said she was sick of what she had been drinkin' for years and figured my tastes might be more exotic... I planned on staying sober, but your sister has quite the silver tongue..." Fluttershy giggled, marveling at the layer-cake of double entendre she served up.

"Y'all should'a invited me along. I make for quite the company, drink or not." he blushed, possibly betraying that he wouldn't mind getting to know a certain yellow pegasus.

"That's quite the proposition. Next time I engage in any ...indiscretions... around the farm, I'll make sure to invite you." she announced, thinking to herself that there were certain parts of him that might be doubly invited. She wasn't entirely sure she was ready to handle a stallion, especially one who, according to legend, had quite the farm implement.

"I'd appreciate that more than you know." Big Mac affirmed, not catching her train of thought, but managing to be riding the same rails nonetheless.

"I'm sure you will...,” she whispered to herself, grinning scandalously. “Well, let's call it a date then," she teased, "I'll see you around, Big Mac!" Her voice was covered in honey, but tinged with something even sweeter. She sauntered away, her hips swinging more than necessary, and her tail making sure to leave only the bare minimum up to the imagination.

Big Mac squeezed out an " Eyyup" sheepishly, working in antithesis to Fluttershy's motions; trying to keep what lay between his legs concealed.

Fluttershy didn't manage to catch a glance, but she could tell by his stance that she had managed to cause him the most wonderful kind of discomfort. "I'll be sure to fix that for you later..." she said to herself, imagining how she would be consuming Big Mac’s entire mind for many hours, possibly days. She had a ~~marshmallow~~ seamstress to visit, and the morning was already escaping her. Imbued with confidence, she was certain that her already close relationship with her spa buddy would give her plenty of footing to break her shell.

Her trot over to Carousel Boutique was less then eventful. Despite the fact that it went through almost the entirety of Ponyville, her senses were dulled as she concentrated on what it would be like to be with one of Ponyville's most well respected ponies. As she reached the rather distinct building, she was not surprised to see three fillies playing nearby, industriously performing some dangerous task, all the while staring to see if their flanks had become decorated with some indication of their life's purpose.

She rapped quietly on the door to the boutique, not surprised to see that the fashionista inside was taking her time to get to the door. As the door opened, she saw the look on the pony inside fluctuate between several different phases. Fluttershy started to identify the necessary questions to answer.

"No, you didn't miss a spa date. Sweetie Belle is fine. I don't need a dress. I just came to visit."

"Oh, well in that case, do come in!" the marshmallow spoke, her emotions resolving into a pleasant smile, indicative of both the worries Fluttershy alleviated and of the procrastination that Fluttershy was enabling. "I've longed for somepony to come and take my mind off of this horrendous dress that I've been working on. I haven't slept in the last... What day is it, again? Ah, never mind. Doesn't matter. You're here, and what kind of friend would I be if I didn't entertain guests!"

"Oh my, I didn't mean to intrude. If you'd prefer to catch a nap, I could go find something else to do." Fluttershy said.

"Nonsense! I'd rather spend time with you than sleep any day! What did you want to talk about. I'd love to hear the dirt from your recent trip to Canterlot."

"Well, ironically, that very trip preempted my visit. The princess gave me a rather interesting task that I would love to ask you for help with."

"Oh, do tell! I'm sure anything the princess must have asked you to do must be very interesting. I'd love to help!"

"Well, the princess gave me a very unique task, indeed. I'd like it very much if you wouldn't mind helping me out..."

"Well, out with it! What did the princess ask you, Fluttershy?" Rarity interrupted, her patience clearly tested.

"Don't freak out when I tell you, it's kind of strange." Fluttershy said, watching as Rarity nodded emphatically, "She asked me to learn about... um."

Rarity watched as Fluttershy seemed to retreat into some invisible turtle shell "Come on, if you can tell anyone, you can tell me!"

"Sex!" Fluttershy finished, clearly relieved to have been able to say that. Rarity blinked for a good minute, trying as hard as she could to put meaning behind those three letters.

"Fluttershy! What are you talking about? There is no way the princess would have such an innocent mare like you researching such an adult topic. Why I'm flabbergasted that she didn't pick someone more, well, up to the task. Like me."

"I'll try not to take that as an insult, I guess." Fluttershy frowned, understanding the unspoken undertone of Rarity's comment.

"Oh, dear, I didn't mean to insinuate that you weren't mature enough to handle the task, I just couldn't imagine you doing anything less than fainting at the thought of reproducing."

"Rarity, I've had animals for years, I've probably seen more than you would think."

"That may be true, but I'm sure that there are plenty of things that you wouldn't have the heart to learn."

"I'd beg to differ. If my previous encounters leave any kind of indication, then I'm, well, rather prepared."

"Previous encounters? Now I presume that you intend to tell me that the princess herself gave you a..." Rarity snickered "...hands on lesson?"

"Yeah, that was a start. Then there was Rainbow Dash, and Princess Luna kind of showed up, and then I talked to Twilight and she taught me a few things, then Pinkie joined us, then I asked Applejack for help, and then Big Macintosh and I almost had a thing this morning, and well... I figured it would be rude to leave you out." Fluttershy said, trying to preempt Rarity's next counterpoint.

"You mean to tell me that you've had relations with six ponies, and you just now come to me? I'm not sure whether I should be more upset with your morality or your priorities. Fluttershy, you can't just go around bucking whomever you chose! It's so depraved, so base; who's to say what horrible things you'll do now that sex is merely a common occurrence."

"I didn't really plan it that way, it just kind of happened..." Fluttershy whispered, the first signs of tears appearing at Rarity's onslaught of insult.

"I mean really. I could have shown you a wonderful night, and that would have been everything you would have needed to learn. You could have written a letter to the princess, and that would have been the end of it. Now you've stolen those ponies' innocence as well, and destroyed your virtue in the process! You should be ashamed." Rarity continued, a small amount of jealousy seeping into her voice.

"I-I'm s-so-sorry!" Fluttershy squeaked, tears now flowing freely. Rarity seemed not to notice, as her already prudish rant grew even more so.

"I'm not sure that I feel comfortable around you! I couldn't bear to let my sweet little sister be around such a pervert! What if you decided it was okay to corrupt her too? Fluttershy, I'm simply awestruck that you would do these things with such reckless abandon! To think that you have so quickly descended to the level of a common slut! What a shame!"

"I-I... I- just. B-bye." Fluttershy got up, tears forming trails of matted fur down her face as she ran out the door and back to her cottage. Rarity made a soft "hhmph" of approval, still entirely oblivious to the fact that she had just decimated the spirits of her dearest friend.

"Well, I guess I'll just go back to that dress again."

Author's Note

I hate Rarity. So I made her an enormous prick. Chapter 6b will offer a somewhat happy ending. This marks first non-clop chapter, but an important part of my friendship-more-important-than-creed philosophy. I hope you can learn to hate Rarity too, at least for a couple thousand words.