Chapter 1View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 1"What do you mean I have to stay here?" The small, purple-scaled dragon groaned to his care-taker, a lavender unicorn by the name of Twilight Sparkle. "And why can't I see this 'letter' that the Princess sent you?" The unicorn sighed, saying to her companion, "Spike, I told you that if we both go to Canterlot, then there'll be no one to take care of the library. If you get bored, you can always hang out with the other ponies here in Ponyville. That and the letter specifically states that this is a solo mission, and that you don't personally see the letter yourself." Twilight then stepped outside from the living room, trotting up to the white carriage near her tree-home, her own personal ride over to Canterlot. "Look, I'm somewhat skeptical of this 'quest' she's putting me through, too. Its best not to disobey a direct and personal order from the Princess, though," She added, giving a reassuring smile to the small dragon boy. She hated having to leave him behind, really, but when did she ever outright disobey the Princess? With a grumble, Spike slumped his shoulders and complied with a nod, head hung low. "Fine...have a good trip, I guess..." He sadly spoke out, closing the front door behind him as he watched the mare step into her carriage from one of the front windows. "She never takes me anywhere fun," he thought to himself as the two pegasi guard-stallions flapped open their wings, quickly taking flight towards Canterlot. There hadn't been much time to plan her trip, but Twilight had an idea of where to begin her journey: the Canterlot Red Light District. The ponies around there most definitely knew their way around sex, and she probably wouldn't even have to get her hooves dirty. I just have to interview a few prostitutes and other loose mares. That way, I won't have to go through the trouble of sleeping around. Twilight reminded herself, trying to keep her cool. Tucking away the bottle of Birth Control pills, which the Princess had included with the letter unfortunately, into one of her saddle-bags, she sat back in her seat, watching the scenery go by. I just hope nothing bad happens...We are heading to a bad part of town. The district below didn't look run down per say, but it looked different from any other part of Canterlot. It lacked a certain prestige that other buildings in this city seemed to have. They were still more aesthetically pleasing than some of the houses she'd seen in Ponyville. Once her carriage landed near the entrance of this Red Light District, the lavender mare stepped out onto the marble road with a gulp. She was still nervous about being anywhere remotely near this part of town. That, and in order to stay incognito, both pegasi had been previously ordered to take stance and guard the carriage, leaving the librarian on her own as she slowly trotted her way into the district. Not surprisingly, a thin layer of cigarette smoke encompassing the district whiffed into her nostrils, making her cough. The unicorn was also met with a few catcalls from some lewd ponies of both genders as she wandered the area. She ignored them, spotting a "Gentlecolt's Club" nearby. There was a short line outside the club filled with both upper-class and, to put it lightly, not-so-upper-class colts, with one buscolt, a brown earth-pony with a short, jet black mane, standing guard at the entrance. The buscolt seemed busy greeting other ponies and checking their IDs, but Twilight made her way up to the velvet rope surrounding the queue, eying the buscolt. "Pardon me, sir," The mare called out to the earth-pony, the other ponies in line staring at the librarian. The buscolt was almost leering at her, saying to the unicorn, "Back in line, lady. We don't accept line-cutters around here!" With another gulp, the unicorn replied back hastily, "I, uh...actually would like to talk to one of the managers, if that's fine..." Raising an eyebrow, the earth-pony then nodded slowly, stepping inside the Gentlecolt's club. "I really hope this doesn't take long," One of the ponies in line, a cerulean unicorn donning a blazer and fedora, said with a groan. "Hehe...me neither..." Nervously chuckled Twilight. "So...are you applying to be one of the escorts here?" The unicorn asked Twilight, grinning as his eyes scanned her frame. "N-No...! Of course not!" The mare protested, blushing madly. "Its just...well..." "What seems to be the problem, Twilight?" spoke a familiar voice. "Fancy Pants...you're the manager of this club?" The lavender unicorn said curiously, her eyes now focusing on the white unicorn with a blue mane adjusting his monocle. "Indubitably," He replied, smiling at the mare. A soft chuckle escaped from his lips as he asked, "Would you like to come inside, dear?" Twilight nodded, still blushing as the buscolt from before opened up some of the velvet rope, letting the unicorn inside the club. She could sense the other ponies in line whispering to each other as Fancy Pants led through the entrance. The interior of this Gentlecolt's club definitely caught her eye: Mahogany and bright Sunburst walls, smooth wooden floors and soft white carpet below her hooves, smooth contemporary jazz easing its way into her ears. For a place that offers little more than flank and alcohol, it at least seemed dignified. Once they were inside a small office near the open bar, the stallion asked, closing the door behind Twilight, "So, what brings you here? First time inside a Gentlecolt's club? Shall I fetch you a drink?" "I'm not thirsty," Twilight replied, still feeling tense. The atmosphere of the club, and even inside the small office, had calmed her down some, but not enough to, say, prance around like a school-filly. Business is business after all, even when it doesn't...really feel like it. "I'm actually here to interview one of the escorts." "Oh?" Fancy Pants replied. "What for?" "Long story short, Princess Celestia's sent me here to...well, report on the 'Joys of Sexual Intimacy'. I thought I'd gain some knowledge from one of the workers around here, if its not too much trouble for you, sir." "Very well then," He said with a nod, trotting up to an intercom microphone on his desk. He then pushed a button and announced, "Mon Petit, there's a guest here in my office that would like to speak with you." Within a few minutes, the lithe escort-mare slowly opened the door, smiling to both Twilight and Fancy Pants as she entered the room. "Ah, you're Twilight Sparkle, right?" the white unicorn asked, a front hoof brushing her mane away from her face. The lavender mare nodded, giving a weak grin to the other unicorn. "Show her one of the private rooms, dear. She would like to conduct an interview with you." "As a filly," Fleur de Lis spoke, lying down on a comfy leather couch, "Being an escort and trophy wife was the last thing I had in mind when I thought about my future. I always wanted to be a swimmer, actually." As Fleur let out a small giggle, the lavender unicorn was quickly writing down her interviewee's responses. "My mother always said I had a swimmer's body. I was even the star swimmer on my school's swimming team. That is until my father's textile plant got sued for unfair treatment of its workers, leaving us with nothing to support ourselves after it got shut down. Things only got worse after my parents divorced...seems like my father was a regular at this district, which my mother never appreciated. She thought it would set a 'bad example' for me." "I see..." Said a focused Twilight. "So did you take this job right after the divorce?" "Well, after I failed to get into the modeling business," Fleur admitted. "Interesting...so what's it like here?" Twilight inquired. "Not as bad as I initially thought it would. I mean, sure, you have to be flirty, flexible, and have no gag reflex..." The lavender pony blushed at that. "...but Fancy Pants runs a good business. Its not so much about getting some desperate colt to throw bits at you. Its more about letting your hair down and enjoying yourself. That and pole-dancing gives you some great exercise!" The white mare said with a smile. "I'd imagine," Twilight replied with a chuckle. "Hmm, does your father still frequent this area?" "Why yes, he even drops by to say hello every so often," replied Fleur. "Wouldn't that be sort of awkward...?" "It was at first. I see it more as quality time between a daughter and her father now, since its the only time I get to see him nowadays. He knows better than to do any 'private sessions' with me anyway." "I would hope so..." Twilight's blush grew redder. With another giggle, the white mare continued. "My mother still disapproves of this profession, even though she can't be bothered to find work herself. I guess she still thinks she's a housewife, even when there's no husband around." Fleur de Lis then paused, looking over Twilight. The lavender mare then glanced back over at the unicorn and blinked a few times. "Is...something wrong?" she asked Fleur. The other mare simply grinned and stated, "So, the Princess herself personally sent you to write a report on the pleasures of sex..." "I know it sounds weird, but she seemed really interested that I learn about it," replied Twilight, letting out a somewhat nervous chuckle. "I see..." The white unicorn then gazed at her, batting her eyes. "I have to ask, Miss Twilight...how do you feel right now?" Twilight blinked, not sure how to approach the question. "Um...fine, I guess. I'm still a bit nervous since this is my first time inside of a fancy building filled with slender and, well...sexually appealing mares in skimpy clothing. That and I don't typically think about...uh..." "About what?" The white unicorn simply asked. "Well...about sex," She admitted embarrassingly. "I guess its because I'm burrowing my nose into a book or doing research on magic, science, or friendship, more often then I think about what kind of guy I like or if I'm...the kind of girl a guy would even like." Fleur was grinning reassuringly at the researching bookworm, the anxiety and nervousness from her tone of voice bringing back some memories of other first-time workers and first-time customers as well. She knew eventually that everypony that went into Fancy Pants's club would come out more confident, more relaxed, or feeling good overall. This mare was one of the more shy ones, she figured, so the girl would have to take her time. Nopony operates at the exact same speed, something Fleur knew from experience. So in a soft, assuring voice, the lithe yet curvy unicorn gave Twilight a simple question: "Would you mind if I...pleasured you?" Her sensual tone made the purple unicorn blush hard again, hiding her face behind the piece of parchment currently floating up in front of her, a purple aura surrounding the paper. "Now now, don't be shy...it's what the Princess would want, right? I'll go slow~" Fleur said with a low chuckle, sitting up from her couch. Her pearly white hoof extended out and pushed the paper away from Twilight's face, eyes staring into the lavender mare's own gaze. It couldn't be helped. Ears folded down, Twilight sighed, letting her guard down as the other unicorn then pressed her lips to Twilight's, the purple pony's eyes opening wide as a gasp escaped her lips. Tilting her head sideways, Fleur then pressed her tongue into the mare's mouth, moaning into her maw as Twilight closed her eyes, cutely moaning out as their tongues danced. The white unicorn was now towering over her, hooves gently resting on her tense lavender thighs, which were currently clamped together. Pulling away from the kiss, Fleur gave a short lick to Twilight's chin, cooing to her, "Loosen up...you're too tense, dear~" Eyes still closed tight, the inexperienced unicorn slowly started to spread her legs open, revealing her marehood to Fleur. Fleur's tongue then lapped at Twilight's chin again, traveling its way down to her neck. The lavender pony kept giving out sharp gasps of pleasure, feeling that soft tongue brush against her sensitive neck. "I seem to've found a hot spot~" The lithe pony giggled softly, suddenly nipping at her neck. A loud squeal escaped from Twilight's mouth, her pussy now starting to leak out in excitement. "Oh Fleur....don't stop..." Twilight weakly panted out. With a nod, the white mare let her tongue trail down the lavender pony's body, teasing the virgin ever so slowly. Once that tongue neared her crotch, Fleur gave a peck to the purple virgin's lower lips, another sharp gasp escaping from Twilight. The inexperienced mare then felt that soft tongue lap and brush against her lower lips, her thighs tensing up around the other unicorn's head. "Yes....yes...!" Twilight moaned out loudly, panting and moaning out to the white mare between her legs. Once her tongue slid into those hot lips, rubbing against her inner walls, Twilight felt like she was in a trance. The outside world didn't seem to matter to her anymore; only Fleur and her amazing tongue work. Fleur then started to suckle on the virgin unicorn's clitoris, sensing that she was nearing her first orgasm. "F-Fleur...I'm gonna...g-gonna...!" Twilight announced to the mare, rearing her head back as her body grew tense again. Her hips bucking against the unicorn's muzzle, her virgin lower lips spraying out her clear pussy juices. A long cry escaped Twilight's lips, as if she were howling to the moon. This was it...first-hoof experience, just like the Princess wanted. It felt so good...so amazing...so enchanting. If this is what sex is like all the time, no wonder it was pre-programmed into their biology to mate and feel good while doing it! After licking up any excess cum, Fleur towered over the slightly dazed mare, pecking her lips again with a soft grin along her muzzle. "You can thank me later. Sadly, I must be going now...I'm needed onstage," the lithe unicorn cooed softly, Twilight simply nodding to her, basking in afterglow. The purple pony didn't feel like getting up after flopping down onto her seat, now lying sideways. A short nap wouldn't hurt right now... Stepping out of the Gentlecolt's club, Twilight and Fancy Pants were saying their goodbyes. There seemed to be a skip in her step now, the pony feeling very giddy all of the sudden. Twilight had never felt this...happy before. Perhaps a certain 'release' had cured that nervousness she'd brought with her to Canterlot. "There is one thing I'd like to ask before you leave," the stallion inquired, cleaning his monocle with a small piece of cloth. "What is it, Fancy Pants?" replied Twilight. "I was wondering if you could perhaps...extend your stay here in Canterlot. I think that if you volunteered to become a temporary escort at this club, you'd have plenty of 'information' to send to the Princess about the 'joys of intimacy'." Twilight gave a stare, starting to blush again as she looked away. She hadn't expected to come back to the Gentlecolt's Club at all, not that she didn't hate her experience. "I...I don't know...I'd have to check in with Spike and see if he's okay with me extending my stay here. And what about everypony else in Ponyville?" "I'm sure you'll think of something," The male unicorn assured, patting a front hoof on her back. "Come now, let's see if we can't find you a nice place here in Canterlot. I'm afraid I don't have any vacant rooms inside the club, though one of the many hotels nearby might suit you." With a smile and nod from the lavender mare, the two ponies trot their way out of the Red Light District, and into the town center, starting Twilight off on a quest like she'd never imagine.
Chapter 2View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 2AN: Before you say anything in the comments section, I am spelling Owloysius's name right. According to the MLP Wikia, it's a pun on Aloysius Bertand, the name of a french poet. Also, Prance = France, and prench = french. I know it sounds kinda dumb, but the whole FiM universe is filled with horse puns anyway, some more lame-sounding than others. Dear Princess Celestia, I didn't expect to send you my first report regarding the joys of sexual intimacy this soon, but once I arrived in Canterlot, I met up with a Mr. Fancy Pants, who just so happens to run a 'Gentlecolt's Club'. There I interviewed one of his more prestigious workers, a Mrs. Fleur de Lis, about her job as an escort. A transcript of our conversation will be attached with this letter. What was also unexpected was the free 'gift' of oral sex I received from her near the end of our interview. I would describe her technique as 'experienced' and 'thorough'. I must admit that I was previously too nervous to act out or comprehend the promiscuity you urged me to conduct. In Laypony's terms, I had stage-fright. Fleur's sudden embrace and tongue-action seems to have helped me with my nervousness. That, and I have now volunteered to become one of Fancy Pants's temporary escort-ponies. Wish me luck, Twilight Sparkle Back at Twilight's Library, Spike heard a knock on the front door. He had put down the book he was reading, Rocket Fire: Space Extraordinaire, and quickly made his way to the door, opening it to see a familiar orange earth-pony. "Hey, Applejack! Glad you could make it!" The small dragon happily said to the farm-mare. "Howdy there, sugarcube," Applejack replied in her usual farm-pony accent, trotting into the tree-home. Setting her cowpony hat on a hat-rack near the doorway, she then reached into one of her saddlebags and pulled out a ripe, juicy apple with her teeth. Throwing the red fruit to Spike, the mare asked, "So, any news from Twilight? How's that trip to Canterlot going?" "Actually," the dragon replied, catching the apple with his mouth, then swallowing the fruit down in one gulp. With a gulp, and a small burp, he continued: "I haven't opened up the scroll yet. I kinda wanted you and the other girls to come on over so that everypony can hear all of it at once. I wouldn't want to let anypony feel left out, y'know?" With a grin, the earth-pony let out a nod, her eyes wandering around the library. "Well, I guess I did get here a bit early. I don't mind waiting, though," Applejack said as she sat herself down on the floor. "So, do you miss Twilight being around?" "Sometimes, but its not the only time I've been home alone like this. Besides, Owloysius can always keep me company, even if he doesn't say anything other than 'hoot'," The baby dragon said, making his way over to one of the bookshelves as he put away the copy of Rocket Fire: Space Extraordinaire. "When do you think the others will get here?" "Heck if I know," Applejack replied with a chuckle. "Pretty soon I hope." Soon enough, Applejack and four other ponies, two of them pegasi, one cyan, one a pale yellow, one a pink earth-pony, and another a white unicorn with a curly, purple mane, formed a semi-circle in front of Spike, watching the dragon assistant open up the letter. With a clearing of his throat, he reads to the mares: "To all my friends in Ponyville, As I'm sure Spike has told you, I've taken a small trip to Canterlot under the orders of Princess Celestia herself. She's requested that I don't share the specifics of the current quest I'm on, so all I can tell you is that everything's going great so far, and that none of you have anything to worry about. I will be staying in Canterlot for an indefinite amount of time, unfortunately. I'll be trying my best to keep in touch with you all, and once my project is complete, I'll be making my way back to Ponyville in no time! I can already tell that Pinkie Pie is planning a 'Welcome Back, Twilight!' party right now..." The room filled with giggles. Spike then continued: "I'm sorry I can't give you girls any more details, but I'll make sure to write you all a letter whenever I can. I have to go now, but I'll have a letter sent by tonight. Yours truly, Twilight Sparkle" "Why does the Princess want to keep this a secret again?" Rainbow Dash, the cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane, asked the purple dragon. He replied with a shrug, "I haven't a clue. I mean, what could be so personal to Twilight that only she and Celestia would know about it?" "Maybe she's secretly being trained to become a ninja!" The pink earth-pony then chipped in, karate-chopping the air. "Oh Pinkie," Rarity, the white unicorn, replied with a sigh. "How do you come up with such ludicrous conclusions? Besides, it's probably something more political, like sabotaging some sort of anti-Celestia terrorist organization, or maybe stopping a political opponent of her's from taking her place on the throne!" She then paused, blinking a few times before chuckling out nervously. "Then again, I am just speculating." After a few more seconds of awkward silence, Applejack reassured the mares, "Well, whatever the reason, we shouldn't be getting too worked up over it. Twilight's probably got a good explanation for this whole fiasco anyhow." "I agree..." The yellow pegasus said in her usual reserved tone. "She'd never lie to us if something bad was happening...right?" She suddenly showed some concern after saying that last word. "I mean, I just hope she's okay..." "We all do, Fluttershy," The orange mare said to the pegasus. "And I think we should give her some privacy, y'know? Now, how about we all get a bite to eat?" Everypony agreed, standing up and calmly heading out of the tree-home. The last pony to leave, Rainbow Dash, turned around and asked the dragon, "Hey, why don't you come join us?" Looking around the array of bookcases, he then grinned to the mare. "I don't see why not!" He said excitedly, quickly walking towards the pegasus. "It's not like I have anything better to do. Besides, Twilight said that I could always hang out with you guys if I was bored." "Sounds cool." Dash then took off quickly, announcing to her friends, "Last one at Sugarcube Corner's a rotten egg!" With that, Spike and the other ponies tried to keep up with the cyan tomboy as they galloped their way to the bakery and sweets shop. Meanwhile, in Canterlot, the lavender unicorn had arrived to a second-story loft just south of the town center, double-checking the address that had been given to her on a small piece of paper. I hope I'm not late, She thought to herself, knocking on the front door. Waiting for a response, she adjusted the choker on her neck with her unicorn magic. Not surprisingly, this was the first time Twilight had worn a Prench maid outfit, especially one with such a small skirt covering her rear end, and low cut top. 'Sexy' clothing never made much sense to her anyway. I mean, if ponies don't normally wear clothing for the most part, what was the appeal of something that seemed 'revealing'? Sure, clothing is typically worn to formal events and such, mainly just for ponies to look nice. She wasn't even complaining too much about the design of the maid outfit, actually. It just bothered her that- "Uh...can I help you?" a male voice said to the unicorn, abruptly breaking her train of thought. Blushing some, the mare let out a giggle to the fairly handsome unicorn. "Ehehe...sorry. You wouldn't happen to be Head Strong, would you?" "Yes, that would be me," he replied, "You wouldn't happen to be...wait a second..." Suddenly, the orange colt with straight, medium-length brown hair examined the mare more thoroughly. After a few seconds of scanning, Head Strong let out a gasp. "It's you! Twilight!" "You...remember me?" The confused mare asked. "Yeah, we used to hang out after school during Magical Kindergarten, remember?" Twilight's eyes widened, letting out a gasp as the name Head Strong finally triggered something in her mind. She remembered a colt her age that was almost always getting picked on by some of the fillies in their class. Once she had stood up to the bullies and nearly got into a cat fight with them, the two almost instantly became best friends. All the memories of them being the best of friends way back when gave her a warm smile as she followed Head into his flat. "I heard you had moved down to Spurfield and got into a school for sports-ponies." Twilight said, sitting herself onto one of Head's living room couches. "How did that work out?" "It's a long story," The colt said, scooting in next to her on the couch. "Basically, I kinda lost interest in magic, even though I was still pretty decent at it. I felt like I wouldn't be getting my cutie mark any time soon, even though my parents wanted me to be the next big scientist or wizard so badly. I secretly started reading sports magazines and comics just because I thought they looked cool from the covers, but reading about their accomplishments in athletics and sportsponyship...I think my eyes glistened every time I saw some soccer-pony or hoofball star appeared. I think I almost had a colt-crush on both Deep Swimmer and Lightning Runner at the time...am I rambling?" Twilight, blushing again, shook her head. "No, go ahead. I mean, I am your escort for the night," she said with a giggle. Head Strong started to blush in return, but then nodded and smiled back at the unicorn. "Anyways...I ended up being an ace soccer-colt at that school, and even got a chance to play for the Fightin' Spurs. I didn't make the team, though...but that's when I coincidentally found my current job: teaching P.E. and coaching the Junior Canterlot Soccer Team." Head Strong then pointed to his cutie mark, a soccer ball and whistle. "So...how did you end up an escort?" Head had been hesitating to ask. "Well...you know I'm the Princess's protegée, right? She sent me down to a small town called Ponyville so that I could learn the 'Magic of Friendship' as one might call it. But now, she's sent me on a mission to research the 'Joys of Sexual Intimacy'," The lavender unicorn answered, sitting back in the comfy seat. With a raised eyebrow, Head inquired, "So she's making you do reports on Pony Sociology or something?" "You could say that," Twilight replied. "So...you like girls in maid outfits?" The mare asked, leaning in to the other unicorn, trying to be flirty. He just nodded, rubbing a hoof against the back of his neck. They both then gazed into each other's eyes, Twilight's grin giving a subtle sensuousness to it. Fleur had helped her with this trick, seeing as colts favored more flirty mares than shy ones, go figure. (AN: Fluttershy is an exception to this rule) "I'm not...coming on too strong, am I?" Twilight cooed, her hoof placed on his nearest thigh. It had only been yesterday since she temporarily moved to Canterlot, but being trained under the other escorts' wings helped her learn how to be more 'slutty'. Since it was working so far, she aimed for first base, her lips slowly closing in to peck the colt's. He accepted the kiss, even quickly turning it into an open-mouth, full on tongue wrestle, almost like her and Fleur's first kiss. After their tongues danced for a bit, Twilight asked her client, "So...do they call you Head Strong for a reason?" Realizing that that sounded a bit weird for a pick-up line, she tried to correct herself. "As in...you know, down there..." With a short laugh, he simply pecked her lips again and nodded, spreading his legs for her. Quickly maneuvering between his legs, her tongue touched the tip of his already semi-hard erection, slowly lapping at its base. Sitting back on the couch, Head moaned out to the unicorn, "Oh yes...I love the feel of your tongue, Twilight..." (AN: And before you say it, yes, she's giving head to Head) Accepting the compliment, her lips then wrapped around the head of his cock, suckling on it softly, moans escaping from her muzzle and onto the equine dick. Hearing Head Strong start to pant out in pleasure, Twilight bobbed her head up and down on his member, slurping audibly on the member, eyes closed. Her only focus was making the client cum. Slurping up the pre-cum leaking out from his cock, Twilight could feel that equine member throbbing inside her mouth, Head resting a hoof on top of her head, pushing his meat deeper down her throat. This posed a problem. For the most part, Twilight knew about blowjobs and how to give them; She didn't learn that from Fleur or any of the escort-mares, but from a sort of Pony Kama Sutra she had glanced over just before her trip to Canterlot. She wasn't completely clueless when it came to certain sex positions or slang either. Her only problem was experience, or lack thereof. Just as his meat touched the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicked in, making her gasp and pull away. Coughing a bit, the mare paused from the initial shock of her body thinking she was about to choke. "Ah...Twilight...are you okay?" Head Strong panted out, petting the unicorn's head as she opened her eyes, nervously looking up at the colt. "Mmmmmf..." She weakly groaned onto the member. Slowly pulling her mouth away, she then adds, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...uh..." "It's okay...I didn't think I was that big, though..." He joked, the mare cracking a small smile. "Well, I hope that were the case...but the fact is that...well, this is...was my first time giving a blowjob," Twilight admitted. "I've only been on this 'Joys of Intimacy' task since yesterday." With an assuring nod, he then extended his forelegs out for a hug. The mare accepted the embrace, climbing onto his lap, feeling that slick cock against her pussy. "I still want to make you cum...." Twilight cooed out, rubbing her warm lower lips against the equine member. "I know..." chuckled out Head Strong, lifting up the mare just enough so that his cock was in position, ready to fuck the lavender unicorn's virgin pussy. Feeling the hard dick then slowly penetrate her folds, Twilight closed her eyes, her inner walls started to clench around his member as it thrust in and out of her body. "Yes...yes...! Oh yes...!" The librarian pony gasped and moaned out, her forelegs wrapping around his neck and upper torso. She felt her hips buck down onto his crotch in rhythm, his horse colthood thrusting faster and throbbing hard inside her cunny. "Harder...harder! Fuck me harder, Head Strong!" The mare cried out. Head Strong was nearing his orgasm, those tight walls driving him to climax earlier than he expected. "I'm almost there...oh Celestia..." Head groaned out. The bucking colt then heard the lavender unicorn's wail of pleasure, her pussy hole squeezing at his penis as her opaque cum splashed onto his crotch. The soccer-pony then grunted and moaned out as ropes of his hot seed shot deep inside her body. The librarian-mare then collapsed onto Head's body, panting out onto his shoulder, her grip around his body loosening. "H-Head Strong...that was...fantastic~" The seemingly entranced pony softly moaned out. She felt dazed again, though not exhausted. Basking in afterglow, her muzzle nuzzled against his cheek. Head nuzzled back, embracing his companion for the night, rubbing her back with a hoof. Soaking in a hot bath, Twilight heard a knock on the door. She opened her eyes, giddily calling out to the door, "Come on in~!" Head Strong slowly opened the door, blushing a bit as he saw the bathing unicorn. With a smile, Twilight said to her client with a happy sigh, "You've already had sex with me. I don't see why you should be hesitant towards me taking a bath right in front of you." "I guess you're right," Head Strong replied, trotting up to the mare and leaning in to peck her nose. "You know, once I found out you were an old childhood friend of mine, I thought having sex with you would've been awkward. Now I stand corrected, Miss Sparkle." "Oh please," She giggled, blushing lightly, "Just call me Twilight." Just then, a thought came into her head. "If it's not too much to ask, can you tell me why you needed an escort? Nothing personal, really...it's for my report to the Princess." He then grinned, letting out a low chuckle. "Oh, nothing special...I just need a little release now and then. That and masturbation just doesn't cut it for me most of the time." "Then why not get a marefriend?" Twilight asked, sitting up from the hot water. "So you want me to go out with a mare just so I can have sex with her?" He joked. The librarian scoffed, then giggled at her client, shaking her head at him. "Well, it sure is nice seeing you again, Head Strong. Come to think of it, your name doesn't exactly fit you." Head raised an eyebrow, asking the mare, "What do you mean? You do know what the word 'headstrong' means, don't you?" "Yes," The lavender pony replied, almost scoffing at him. "But usually ponies that are headstrong seem more arrogant or aggressive than you are. You're actually a very nice colt who just so happens to be determined about what he wants with his life. If you'd stayed here in Canterlot...maybe we could've been lovers." They both blushed at the notion. After a pause, Head asked the bathing pony, "Are you...usually this sweet and affectionate post-sex?" Twilight then shared a laugh with the colt, almost falling out of the tub. It was odd, but they were acting more like spouses than old friends right now, possibly because of the sex. Maybe sexual intimacy really does bring ponies together.
Chapter 3View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 3 Dear Princess Celestia Today I think I've learned a few things about intimacy. First, I'd like to point out that the 'all escort-mares and escort-stallions are either sex-maniacs or have broken childhoods' notion is merely no more than a myth. The workers here at this Gentlecolt's Club seem fairly normal, and don't act like perverts at all. If I saw them in Ponyville rather than inside this club, I'd think they were no different than me or any other citizen. Secondly, I now have a certain respect for ponies that can stuff a 13-inch equine penis down their throat easily. Seriously, what do they teach the ponies in this place, and where do I learn how to do that? I don't assume you know any techniques, but it'd be helpful in my quest for knowledge! Lastly, one of my first clients turned out to be an old friend of mine, Head Strong. You probably know about him, seeing as he teaches P.E. and soccer to the little fillies and colts here in Canterlot. Well, 'doing it' with him seems to have brought back an old crush of mine that I had on him. I would ask for dating advice, but I probably don't need to worry about that right now. I have a job to do, and I take pride in what I do, you know. This assignment for the 'Joys of Intimacy' has me deeply intrigued, even if it means whoring myself out shamelessly. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle PS: Any ideas on what my 'stripper name' should be? It had only been three days into her trek, but the lavender unicorn almost felt at home at Fancy Pants's club. Entering the club with a dark purple overbust corset and an equally purple pair of lacey panties hugging her hips, the pony once known for being a shut-in book-worm definitely had an natural escort's body. Her stripped purple and fuchsia thigh-high socks matched her outfit well, the mare strutting her stuff as she made her way up to the manager's office, getting a few catcalls along the way. While she blushed at the complimentary whistles and offhand comments, her business was with Fancy Pants. Even though she had been subconsciously flirting with her potential customers, which Twilight admitted that she was starting to become a bit too good at right now, they had to wait for now. "How's it going, Miss Sparkle?" The rather dapper colt said to the unicorn. Twilight, closing the door behind her with her unicorn magic, then replied, "Pretty good, actually. I never thought I'd get this much attention, though...it gets bewildering after a while." With a hearty laugh, Fancy Pants grinned at the mare, which only made her blush a brighter shade of pink. "You'll get over it, my dear. After a while, it'll seem like background noise." "I had a feeling you'd know what its like getting lots of attention..." The unicorn mare joked, then blinked and let out a nervous chuckle. "N-Not that I'm implying anything about the way you look, sir. I mean, you're the manager of this place, so...yeah..." Twilight didn't expect to get fired over calling somepony else attractive, but she did still feel a bit awkward doing so, especially inside a Gentlecolt's Club with plenty of men to flirt with. "Don't be so modest, Twilight," The colt laughed again. He then assured to her, getting up from his swivel chair. "I know I'm a handsome fellow. Don't feel bad about finding me attractive. Just because I'm married and in a position of power doesn't mean I look down on ponies that flirt with me. I own an escort club after all, with my wife as the top worker! Plus," He said, with a twirl of his mustache, "You have to look this good if you're as wealthy as I am." The lavender pony let out a giggle, one of her fore-legs rubbing at the back of her head, still blushing as she flashed a smile at Fancy Pants again. She had to admire a stallion like him, being so suave and cool with plenty of females to stare at pretty much daily, and yet keep his head straight throughout it all. "Thanks...so, are there any customers I should 'talk to'?" The colt unicorn nodded, searching for his array of cigars in one of his desk drawers. "Indeed you do. Head over to Room #3, please." Quickly, the mare complied, making her way out of the office. Trotting past the bar, she spotted the small line of private rooms, heading up to a door with a gold-plated '3' on it (Or whatever system of symbols ponies use for their numeral system, though I assume its Arabic numbers). Knocking on the door, she waited for a reply. She then heard a voice call to her from inside: "Come in." She pushed the door open, spotting the potential colt or mare waiting for her inside. There was a pause as the lavender mare spotted her customer: Trixie, a once revered name for carnies and cheap sideshow attractions, now brought down to slightly less revered thanks to Twilight's doing, dubbed to a blue mare with along azure mane and magenta eyes. She was currently sitting down on her haunches, still wearing her magician's hat and cape, grinning a smug grin. "Nice to see you again, Twilight," The mare inside said dramatically, chuckling almost evilly to her. Twilight had a confused look on her face, raising an eyebrow at the pony before her. "Trixie...? What are you doing in here?" The magician loudly laughed at the bookworm, saying to her, "I should be asking you the same thing! What's wrong, hard times getting to you?" The lavender unicorn gave out a groan, closing the door behind her as she trotted up to the light-blue mare. She was still in costume, too! "No; in fact, the Princess herself has assigned me to study the act of intimacy between ponies. I didn't realize you were a filly-fiddler, actually." "Well, I don't see how that's damaging to one's career." "Heh...'career'," Twilight snarked, doing air quotes with her fore-hooves. "How rude!" Trixie scoffed, crossing her fore-hooves. She shook her head in disapproval. "Do you treat all your customers like this? I ought to complain to the manager!" Twilight was about to retort, but then she remembered her environment. This was a place of relaxation and fun. The only bickering and cursing that went on was considered 'dirty talk'. She also promised Fancy Pants herself that there wouldn't be any ill-will with her and her customers. Even if they were complete jerks, the only thing she was allowed to do was ask them kindly to leave. With a sigh, Twilight frowned. "I'm sorry, Trixie." "You don't mean that," The magician-mare scoffed with a 'harumph'. "First you embarrass me in front of all of Ponyville, and now this! I'm appalled!" "Please calm down..." The purple nerdy pony sighed, sitting down and gently wrapping an arm around Trixie. "I mean, you did sort of dig yourself into a hole back there, but I really do feel bad about what happened. You were only trying to be entertaining." The other unicorn unfolded her arms slowly, raising an eyebrow to the escort-pony. "Hmm...I'm still not convinced." Twilight then gently pecked Trixie on the cheek, rubbing a hoof along her back. "Look, I'm here for you. I know this is weird coming from a prostitute, but I care about you. If it means eating out your pussy or...whatever you're into, then consider this me making it up to you," She comforted the mare, planting another small kiss on her cheek. "Deal?" Trixie stared back at Twilight, then smiled warmly at her. "So, when did you turn lesbian?" The lavender mare grinned back with a giggle. "Well...I'd consider myself 'pansexual' actually. Basically-" The other unicorn cut her off with a deep kiss, rubbing her hooves against that velvet corset. Twilight complied, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side. She had to admit...Trixie was a good kisser, even with the hint of cheap alcohol on her breath. After a minute, they both pulled away from the kiss, the magician-pony licking her lips, gazing into Twilight's eyes. "Twilight," Trixie cooed out erotically. "Let's sixty-nine." Lying down on her back, Trixie, after taking off her cape and magician's hat, pulled down the bookworm-mare's silky panties, revealing Twilight's lower lips. She felt the mare on top of her softly moaning and lapping at her own lower lips, pressing her tongue to the lavender pony's pussy folds. "Oooh, your tongue is so soft~" Twilight moaned out, panting out as her hooves rubbed at Trixie's cunny lips. Feeling the soft fabric of her socks against her crotch, the light-blue unicorn drilled her tongue inside the purple mare's pink tunnel, Twilight softly gasping as that smooth tongue rubbed around inside of her body. Her own tongue then lapped at the pony's exposed clitoris, hoof still rubbing at Trixie's sensitive pink flesh. "Mmmm, rrrrrrr~" Trixie rolled her tongue, vibrating it inside of Twilight warm marehood, the lavender mare, shivering in pleasure from the tongue action. "Oh Celestia, that feels good~" The bookworm unicorn managed to moan out, then started to suckle on the light-blue mare's clit. She now wondered if Trixie was into fore-hoofing (AN: Fisting), though right now she had to focus. Her hoof then teased at Trixie's clit, her tongue lapping at the pink flesh, tasting her pre-cum. Twilight was starting to leak out herself, much to Trixie's delight as she slurped it down like she would a mug of fresh apple cider. Their moans only grew louder and louder, still licking and rubbing their tongues inside each other's pussies. The purple unicorn's hips were starting to buck against Trixie's mouth, Twilight nearing her orgasm due to that vibrating, dexterous tongue. "I'm getting close..." Trixie muffled inside the mare's lower lips, pulling out her tongue as she gave long laps across those folds. "M-Me too...don't stop...!" Twilight squealed in pleasure, licking and sucking at the hot cunny lips being pressed against her mouth. The lavender mare's body couldn't take it anymore, as she felt her cum splash out into Trixie's mouth, feeling her slurp down her clear release wildly. The light-blue magician-pony's pussy was squirting out its juices as well, Twilight complyingly gulping down her cum and loudly crying out her orgasm inside the pink flesh. Trixie's cries of pleasure sounded more regal, though just as audible as Twilight's. Rolling over onto her side, Twilight panted and grinned down at her client. "So...anything else I can do for you...?" "Oh Twilight, you're too kind," The magician-pony giggled, happily panting out in afterglow. "I'm afraid I must go now, though. I'm...needed at the local elementary school." "Ah, so your career is going nicely, then..." Twilight joked, chuckling and rolling onto her back, panties hugging around her thighs. "At least I get a bigger pay check there than I did in Ponyville..." Trixie retorted, slowly raising up onto her hooves. "Love the outfit, by the way. It almost suits you~" Pulling her panties back up, the librarian-unicorn sat up and watched Trixie trot up to the door. "I can't tell if that was serious or not...but thanks." They both then exchanged winks with one another, the magician quickly opening the door with her unicorn magic and hastily leaving the room. Twilight got up onto her hooves shortly after, happily strutting out of the private room and up to the bar. "Sarsaparilla, please~" She giddily requested to the bartender. Eyes focused, the white unicorn adjusted her spiffy designer glasses, a blob of magic surrounding the fabric, ruling tape, and scissors currently floating above a pony mannequin. Spike watched the mare at her best, pin needles poking into his scales. "Is there anything else I can do for you Rarity?" The dragon asked the dashing fashionista, watching her multi-task dexterously. "No, I'm alright," the unicorn bluntly blurted out, adding some finishing touches to the haute-culture gala dress somepony had commission her to make. Spike kept his mouth shut, idly checking out her flank as she worked. He couldn't help it, she had 'dat flank'. Even at his current height, he was just tall enough to appreciate some fine, pony ass. His crush on the dress-maker didn't hurt, either. "Spike..." Rarity growled, turning her head around as she leered down at the baby dragon. He shrunk in fear; he hated seeing his crush getting angry at him like that. "Staring at my butt all day isn't very nice, now is it?" He shook his head. Rarity let out a scoff, rolling her eyes at the boy. "Honestly, you really need to learn your manners. I'd be sending my complaints to Twilight right now if she weren't in Canterlot!" The dragon groaned, folding his arms as he snarked under his breath at the pony, "Says the pony that thought Blueblood was a good date..." He then quickly covered his mouth, eyes growing wide. "Don't you dare bring up Prince Blueblood ever again!" The unicorn snarled, staring down into Spike's very soul. "...Besides," She sighed, backing away from him and keeping her composure. She'd be screaming his ear out if it was considered 'lady-like' at all, though he was already petrified. "I've learned not to fall for stallions like that. If all you're going to do is snark at me, then you'd best be off bothering some other pony around here. The dress is finished anyway." With her magic, she then pulled the pins out of Spike's back scales and opened the door leading out downstairs. "Thanks for being my pin-cushion, though," She chuckled, leaving the newly-made dress on the mannequin as she trotted downstairs. Spike frowned, following behind the mare, shoulders slumped. Rarity then stopped in her tracks, an idea appearing in her mind. "Say...I could just deliver this dress right to the customer if we head over to Canterlot. How about we pay Twilight a visit?" With a nod and a small smile from the dragon boy, Rarity then patted his head gently. "Splendid. Now be a good boy and wait for me at the train station," the unicorn said to the boy, giving him a wink as she passes by, quickly galloping back into her room. Spike left the boutique quickly, making a bee-line for the train station. I can't wait to see Twilight again...
Chapter 4View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 4AN: Sorry for the very long delay. As explained in my blog posts (which nopony reads anyway), school kept me busy, along with Furry Fiesta, a furry convention down in Addison, TX. As much as I've grown to love fan fiction since I've joined this site, my real life comes first. But without further ado, here is chapter 4! Dear Princess Celestia, Today I've learned that intimacy can spring up when you least expect it, especially if its with somepony you haven't met in a long time. Specifically, the Great and Powerful Trixie wanted an escort-mare at this Gentlecolt's club, and I was assigned to the task at hoof. Luckily, we were able to set aside our differences and eat each others pussies out. I never thought I'd be able to say that so casually. I'm also scared that something bad might happen with this kind of work. You know what I'm talking about: ponies treating escorts like second-class citizens, criminals and other scum making prostitutes their targets for Celestia knows what; Pun not intended. Was that a pun? I don't know. I'm sorry if this report comes up a bit short; I'm just worried is all. Some advice about what to watch out for would be nice, so if you have any words of comfort or help, please send them my way. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle Hearing the whistle of a train, a white unicorn aboard a train down to Canterlot tentatively trotted over to her small dragon friend, who had not surprisingly napped throughout the whole train ride. She tapped a hoof at his shoulder, whispering to the boy, "Time to wake up, Spikey-Wikey." That pleasant voice and soft hoof prodding his scaly body was enough to awake the reptilian companion, yawning loudly as he rubbed his eyes awake. "Good morning..." He mumbled out, his legs kicking out as he hopped down onto the floor. Rarity giggled and rolled her eyes, knowing the trip only lasted a few hours at most. "So, where are we heading to again?" The dragon asked, walking alongside the pony as they exited the train station. Spike was unfortunate enough to carry the mare's luggage, a total of four bags and one roller briefcase, though he complied, seeing as he didn't want to piss off Rarity again. "I told you before we boarded the train," She scoffed with a small giggle. "We're delivering some commissions to a few ponies here in Canterlot, most notably Fancy Pants; I actually met him here right before Twilight's birthday." "Wish I could've made that party," The dragon said off to the side, his eyes staring down at the ground. "Oh...we all did, Spike!" Rarity reassured the boy, patting him on the head with a fore-hoof. "You at least got some leftover cake." "That sure helps..." He sarcastically sighed with a frown on his face, pushing the hoof away. "I'm sorry, but c'mon Rarity. You know Twilight never lets me do anything. I'm so glad you let me tag along to your little trip over here." "Thank you, but I'm not sure I should interfere with your relationship with Twilight. I just assume she knows what's best for you, seeing as she is your care-taker." "She could do a lot better...." Rarity let out a sigh, thinking of a way to change the current topic. "So...how does it feel coming back to Canterlot? Pretty nostalgic, don't you think?" She hastily said after clearing her throat, grinning down at Spike. His frown went away after his eyes peered around the area, taking in the sublime atmosphere. "Yeah! Reminds me of old times. I wonder if Moondancer still lives here..." "Ah, an old flame?" The unicorn asked curiously. "...an old what?" The reptilian boy asked, confused by her choice of jargon. "It means an old friend, Spike." "Ohhh..." Spike replied. "Yeah, but she seemed to like hanging out with Twilight more than hanging out with me." Spike had a pensive look on his face whenever he thought about that pony, which caught Rarity's attention. "She seems like a very special pony to you," The unicorn pointed out with a wink. Spike slowly nodded, then felt himself snap back into reality, blushing hard as he looked back over at his current crush. First he accidentally insults her, then he starts talking about other women in front of her? How could this date go any worse? "Well...we're just friends. Uh, me and Moondancer, that is. I mean, I might've had maybe a little crush on her...but c'mon, I got more important things to worry about now, like-" "Like me?" The pony asked, playfully winking again at the boy. "Well...yeah," Spike replied, red still flush across his face. "Nice save!" He thought to himself. "Gosh, I couldn't tell," Rarity joked with a flip of her mane. The dragon couldn't help but chuckle, rubbing at the back of his head. Rarity then looked ahead, pointing out to the boy, "We're almost there, Spike. See? Canterlot's Red Light District!" Spotting the white unicorn form afar, Twilight almost froze in place. She didn't even know she had that kind of vision. Quickly ducking behind a wall, she extended her ear out, crucially listening for Rarity's hoof-steps. What was she doing in here anyway? Nervously, she peeked over, spying on the pony. Wait a second...why's Spike with her? Doesn't she know the consequences of bringing a child into an adult environment like this? Furious, she wanted to jump out right in front of the white unicorn and lecture her on her wrong-doings. She then quickly suppressed that thought, watching her and the oddly-not-drooling Spike head up to Fancy Pants's office door. The mare didn't want to get caught; what would her friend think of her? Sure, Rarity was letting the baby dragon into a damned Gentlecolt's Club, but then they'd want to know why she, the sheltered bookworm that Twilight was, was in here as well, dressed up like a whore nonetheless. Sneaking up to the pair, Twilight saw the office door slowly open, the manager himself warmly welcoming them into his office. That raised even more questions! Did Rarity know Fancy Pants after her little trip to Canterlot? Sure, he was a client of her's from what she'd gathered before, but it was odd that- "Twilight, is something wrong?" One of her voluptuously-dressed coworkers asked, prodding at her shoulder with a hoof. The unicorn instantly was taken aback from the sudden poke, letting out an audible gasp. "Were you...stalking those customers?" The pegasus inquired further, eyebrow raised. Twilight could only blink, turning her head, seeing that the pair had already made their way into his office. "Did they see me?," she thought, worriedly staring off in thought. "...Seriously, are you okay?" The pegasus prodded even further, catching the unicorn's attention again. Twilight finally spoke in a nervous tone, "Yeah...they don't know I work here..." "But you know them...?" The pegasus asked, Twilight nodding in return. "Friends of mine..." The lavender pony said with a gulp. "Ohhh..." The coworker replied, understandingly nodding. "I know how that is. Don't worry, I know how you can lose them." That made the lavender mare smile again, hopping up onto her hooves. The pink pegasus with deep blue hair nodded again, reaching into a saddlebag and handing her a piece of paper. It was a formal request, previously approved by Fancy Pants himself, for a one-night stand with a certain associate. "You take this job and I'll cover the rest of your shift. I'll let the manager know, and your friends in there won't ever have to know." "Oh thank you! Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!" The purple unicorn excitedly said, quickly darting out of the building, carrying the paper with her unicorn magic after swiftly snatching it out of the pink pegasus's mouth. After calming down and quickly exiting the district, Twilight scanned through the request form, spotting the name of her new client: Jet Set. "This should be the right address..." Twilight thought out loud, standing outside the front gate of a rather large mansion. He sure does live up to his name, The mare thought, pressing a button, labeled 'Doorbell', near the metal gates. After a short tone coming from the speaker below the pressed button, soon a voice spoke to her: "Upper Crust Residence." It sounded like one of the same stallions from her birthday party, which she had feared. What if he recognized her? Sure, he seemed to be on good terms with Rarity, but where did that leave her? She gulped hard, then spoke into the speaker. "I have a request form from Mr. Jet Set." "Ah, Fancy Pants's escort-pony services?" The mare nodded, then suddenly realized that speakers can't actually transmit nods. "Yes," She admitted, waiting for a reply. Soon the gates produced an clicking sound, slowly opening up for the escort-mare. "Thank you!" She hastily spoke into the speaker a final time, quickly trotting her way up to the elaborate front entrance, velvet double-doors with gold-encrusted door handles meeting her gaze. The double-doors creaked open for her, Jet Set eying her from inside. "Well...I wasn't expecting somepony as gorgeous as you. Fancy Pants has really outdone himself this time," The pale blue unicorn with short, black wavy hair admiringly stated. Twilight could only blush and smile, feeling his gaze scan her frame. "What might I call you, madam?" the stallion asked, much to Twilight's relief. "Twilight Sparkle..." The mare replied. "Hmm, sounds familiar. Now is not time for chit-chat, though. Come, I'll show you to our 'play room'." AN: Just a head's up...this next scene or two might be a bit squicky. And by that I mean if you can't handle the image of a pony wearing a diaper, go on and skip ahead. Originally, I was going to write off this scene entirely and just describe it later in the story, but I felt that showing the scene, rather than telling it, would create more of an impact. You have been warned, though if you happen to pop any boners, just remember to thank me later. When the unicorn mentioned a 'play room'...he was disturbingly true to his word. Odd that the pony had decided a foal's toy room was the right place to get it on, though if it meant getting out of an awkward situation Twilight wasn't one to complain. "One thing before we begin..." The stallion said, clearing his throat as he eyed her outfit. "While its nice, I'd like you to change into something more...fitting." The mare tried to stay positive, as bucked up as this situation seemed right now. As Jet Set pointed her to a closet, she sagely trotted towards it. "This is too weird...," she woefully thought to herself, opening that hot pink door, only to find an array of adult-sized baby outfits. "I know this might seem strange..." Jet Set chuckled at the pony, Twilight fighting an urge to snark back at her client. "Trust me when I say that you'll grow to enjoy this, though. I'll give you a few minutes of privacy. Once you're done, just knock on my bedroom door. You'll...probably know what to do, then." Sadly she did know what would happen next, trying to conceal her horror as she watched the client exit the play room. Once that door was closed, she groaned in embarrassment. "Nopony else would have to know about this. Whatever happens in here...stays here. At least its not scat..." The mare trying to swallow her dignity then quickly stripped off her escort uniform, trotting up to one of the outfits dangling on a wire hanger. "If I sneak out now, it'll give Fancy Pants a bad rep...that and I kinda feel bad for the guy. I mean, with an...oddity like this..." Her hoof reached out and touched the diaper, slowly feeling its texture with crinkling sounds protruding from the diaper. "There's probably only so few ponies that are into...this....ugh! Quick and easy, Twilight. Just make it quick...and easy..." AN: No seriously, you've been warned. Closing her eyes, she grabbed the diaper with her unicorn magic, lifting a hind-leg up as the garment slide up her leg, up to her waist. Grabbing hold of the diaper with a fore-hoof, she slowly slid her other hind-leg into the diaper, then taped it down tight with her magic. It wasn't the worst feeling in the world...just a confusing mix of odd comfort and disturbed. Opening her eyes, a mirror only added to that feeling, along with a bit of irony in that the diaper was a shade of pink that complimented her coat and mane. Letting out a disgruntled sigh, she used her magic to strap an equally pink baby bonnet onto her head. With a gallop, she forced herself out of the room, hearing each little crinkle of her diaper as she made her way to the master bedroom, indicated by the set of double-doors. She hastily knocked. "Ah, there you are," Jet Set's voice called from inside the room. "I'm in the mood for a bit of roleplay, though; nothing Oscar-worthy. Just sorta talk like a toddler. It just kinda fits, you know?" Twilight didn't reply, but pressed a fore-hoof to the door, slowly pushing it open. No really, how the buck does one reply to that? 'Just sorta talk like a toddler'? Great advice, Jet Set... She snarked inside her head. She bit her lower lips, trotting up to the stallion as he laid down on his Calihornia-king-sized bed. "...Something wrong, dear...?" The client asked concernedly. "Uh..." The mare muttered out, her teeth letting go of her lower lips. "D-Dada...?" She felt her voice grow a higher pitch as she uttered the childish word, sending a chill up her spine in anxiety. That gave him a grin, though Twilight didn't know why she wasn't puking her guts out from the uneasiness rapidly growing inside of her. "Yes, little one?" He cooed to the mare. "Dada..." She repeated herself, slowly climbing onto the bed, still looking tormented. The other unicorn didn't know whether it was an act or not, seeing how uneasy she looked, but played along with it. "Awww...don't you worry, pumpkin. Dada's here for you." His words oddly comforting, Twilight felt herself soften up, crawling up to the client as he wrapped a fore-leg around her. "What have I gotten myself into?" the mare thought, feeling his lips plant kisses along her cheek and forehead. She closed her eyes again. What else could she do? Call him Dada again? When did the actual sex start? "Dada's gonna make you feel all better..." He whispered into her ear, feeling his hoof slide down and rub at her belly. After a few more belly-rubs, she unconsciously cracked a smile, then felt the diaper start to loosen around her waist. Darting her eyes downward, his hoof traveled down, rubbing at her pussy. "Finally, we're getting somewhere..." she thought, squirming and gasping out at the attention to her lower lips. "Thank Celestia that damn thing's off, too!" "Hmmm...you feel very dirty, don't you? Naughty girl..." He chuckled, nipping at her ear. "I'm gonna clean you up..." "O-Okay Dada..." The purple unicorn replied in her 'toddler' voice again, prompting the stallion to then crawl down to her revealed crotch. His tongue lapped at her folds, making the mare squeal out in pleasure. She had to stay consistent, her moans and gasps sounding more foal-like, though it gave her a weird feeling in her stomach. Spreading her legs out more, Jet Set then slipped his tongue inside her cunny lips, rubbing that muscle against her pink walls. "Mmmm...more...!" Twilight moaned out, though began to wonder if she was starting to warm up to this somewhat incestuous roleplay. Did that make her some kind of freak? "Isn't that a bit insulting to Jet Set, though?" "Mmmf...so dirty..." The unicorn muffled into her pink lips, moaning audibly as his tongue continues to explore and lick inside of Twilight. "Focus, Twilight," she had to remind herself, letting that muscle dance inside her inner walls. "Dada..." The mare moaned out yet again, clear pre dripping out from her vagina. "He at least knows how to give oral..." Jet Set then pulled away from her dripping folds, licking his lips as he sensually cooed to the mare, "My tongue just isn't enough...I'll need a something else to 'clean' you." His cock was rock hard from the taste of her pussy, and her acting wasn't half bad either. He prodded that member at her lower lips, resting his fore-hooves along her shoulders. "Do it, Dada~" Twilight beckoned Jet Set, his cock then immediately penetrating her pussy. With another squeal, Twilight felt the cock thrust inside her pink tunnel. Her hind-legs stuck out in the air, then wrapped around the stallion's body and pulled his body closer to her's, the throbbing dick pushing deeper inside of her. "More....more...ahh...!" Twilight moaned out, closing her eyes shut and feeling a sudden kiss from the stallion. Their tongue soon danced and intertwined, both ponies exchanging moans into each other's mouths. Pumping faster and harder, Jet Set felt his throbbing meat leak its pre-cum deep inside of her, tempting him to ravage the mare even more. He's getting close... Twilight thought, starting to near her own orgasm as well. "Almost...ahh...there..." The unicorn stallion groaned out after breaking their Prench kiss, grunting out and biting at his lower lips. His cock could explode at any minute now, but he wanted to last just a bit longer. Those tight vagina walls clenching around his member begged for him to cum, the mare blissfully crying out to the stallion. "Dada...Dada...!" Suddenly, Twilight embraced Jet Set tightly, loudly moaning out as her folds sprayed out her clear cum. Ropes of hot spunk collided and mixed with the cum, the male unicorn tilting his head up as he unloaded his sperm into the lavender pony's body. After their orgasms, both ponies warmly cuddled in their afterglow, Twilight loosening her grip on the stallion. "Oh yes...that was just superb, Miss...Sparkle..." The colt huffed out. Twilight nodded, gazing deeply at the stallion on top of her. "You have no idea how much I needed that kind of relea-" Just then, the doorbell rang. "...I'll get that," He said with a small chuckle, climbing off of the lavender pony and slowly sliding off of the bed, hooves gently touching the floor. He trotted up to the monitor speaker near the bedroom door, pressing a red button as he said into the speaker, "Jet Set and Upper Crust residence." A voice that soon sobered the mare right out of her afterglow replied through the speaker, "This is Rarity. You commissioned me for a suit, remember?" To be continued!
Chapter 5View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 5Twilight tried to hide her panic from her client, trying to stare blankly as the conversation went on. "Shoot, I need to find a way out of here. I can't have Rarity seeing me like this..." she thought, seeing Jet Set look over at her again. "So, as I was saying-" He began to say, but then the unicorn abruptly cut him off. "I'm sorry, but I think I need to be heading off soon. You know how it is; business is business," She nervously spit out with an antsy grin on her face. Jet Set seemed concerned, asking the mare, "Oh, why don't you stay for some dinner, though? I'm sure it won't cut too much into your sche-" "No thanks! Thanks for the offer, though. And trust me, I'd love some dinner with a handsome, rich, and...uh...kinky pony like you," Twilight then said, cutting him off again with a very slight, flirty flutter of her eyelids as she tried to persuade the stallion to let her leave. Jet Set blinked again, caught off-guard by the mare's anxiety. "Well, if you insist..." He said with a small sigh, waiting for her to leave the room. The purple unicorn nodded quickly, making a gallop for the bedroom door, fore-leg extended out as she reached for a door-handle. Swinging the door wide open, Twilight gasped as she saw the white unicorn's hoofsteps, or at least what she thought was her hoofsteps. The mare didn't have time for second guesses, though. She gulped and scanned the hallways for an escape route. "I could go for the 'play room' and hide out in there. That might be too close-by, though...Jumping out of a window would be worse, seeing as I'm on the third floor..." She planned all she could at the moment, but decided to bolt into a nearby room across from the master bedroom. The mare, through her mad dash, managed to get out of her client's sight, hiding herself in what seemed like a walk-in closet of sorts. Her back was pressed against the door, nervously listening for those hoofsteps again. Even though she was hidden, her heart still raced, possibly from the rapid rendezvous. The pony took some deep breaths, slowly resting both pairs of hooves onto the wooden flooring she stood on. "Don't blow your cover, Twilight," the unicorn thought, ear pressed to the door. "Just wait for the right time to come out." Twilight was able to pick up Rarity's and Jet Set's voices after calming down a bit. She was even able to hear their conversation: "Good to see you, old friend," Rarity happily say to the stallion. "Ah, you too. You didn't have to come all the way up here to see me, though," He replied. "I say, making a lady wait? How uncouth!" The mare joked, Jet Set joining her in a laugh. "I apologize then. Although..." Twilight felt her heart skip a beat at that. "Oh no...no no no no no! This is bad!" She worried to herself. "...you were interrupting something," the male unicorn continued. "Oh, I...was?" The white unicorn asked in concern. "You never said anything when I rang. I mean, if its something private or something I shouldn't know about, I can just head back downstairs." "No, its nothing to worry about for now," He calmly replied. "I don't even know why I brought it up, come to think of it." There was a short pause after that. Now would've been a good time to examine their facial expressions, but that would involve peeking. Peeking was not a smart move in this case, so all she had for now were their voices. "Alright then," Rarity responded, accepting the stallion's response. Their conversation continued a bit longer afterword, but Twilight didn't think much of it. She was just happy that her friend didn't have to know the mare was working as an escort-pony. She waited for the sound of their hoofsteps to disappear before peeking open the closet door, scanning the hallway. The unicorns seemed to be a safe distance away now, Twilight slowly opening the door and sneaking out of the utility closet. "That was too close..." She sighed to herself, hugging the walls and quickly stealthing her way to the 'play room'. "Now I just need to grab my clothes and-" The door quickly closed behind her as she entered the room. "Miss Twilight Sparkle...I thought I recognized you," her client's voice called the mare out. She froze mid-step, sweating bullets as her head slowly turned around, meeting the stallions's gaze. "Well...there's a reason that-" "Oh, I know why you didn't formally reintroduce yourself to me; don't worry about that," He chuckled, slowly trotting up to her. Twilight's nerves relaxed at that, though she still felt tense around his presence right now. He continued after a pause, "I'd like to know why you've decided to work for Fancy Pants's Gentlecolt's club, though." "...Its a long story," The lavender pony replied, her head slumping towards the floor. "Essentially, Princess Celestia assigned me to this task." "Is that so? Odd choice for her to appoint to her number one student..." He chuckled, resting his fore-hooves onto her back. His lips then leaned forward to nip at her neck playfully, a semi-erect penis rubbing up against her underside. The mare tensed up again with an audible gasp, but tried to subdue her fight-or-flight instinct; she knew better than to blow her cover, and the only thing between her and her secret assignment being exposed to one of her close friends was about seven inches of cock. After a few seconds of grinding, the colt pulled away from her backside, grinning slyly to himself. "Just do what I say and I'll think about keeping your little diaper fetish a secret. Now stay still for me." The mare complied, feeling the soft diaper from before slide up onto her lower body, groaning at the crinkling noises it made as it slide up her legs and hugged her waist. "Good," Jet Set said, patting her diapered rump, then ordering her to turn around. Slowly turning around, her nervous gaze was met with his erect member almost staring up at her from his crotch. "I'm sure you wouldn't mind a nice drink of 'milk' right now," Jet Set sensually suggested to Twilight. The mare slowly nodded, having no other option, really. "Drink all you want then..." He cooed to her, brushing at hoof at her head. "Okay...Dada..." She forced out from her mouth, then wrapped her lips around the equine dick, tongue swirling along the head of the stallion's meat. Being in the business of prostitution, a simple blowjob shouldn't phase her; the fact that she was doing it to cover her tracks had put pressure on her, though. That, and she had to wear that damn diaper again. "I really hope this is the only way he gets his rocks off," The mare thought, moaning and bobbing her head onto the rock hard member. "If Jet Set is only doing this to humiliate me..." "Oh yes...mmm...you want your milk badly, don't you Sweetheart?" The stallion groaned out to her, Twilight muffling a 'mhm' onto the cock, sucking harder on his throbbing dick. "Focus, Twilight. You need to focus..." Closing her eyes, the purple unicorn bobbing her head up and down faster, a bit hurried in her quest for semen. "F-Fuck...you're desperate..." The stallion chuckled, panting out to her as his hips thrusted against her bobs, both his hoofs grabbing her cheeks as he worked his cock down her throat. Trying to relax her throat, the escort-mare winced at Jet Set starting to throat-fuck her, but went along with it. "If it means Rarity doesn't have to find out..." "This feels so good...! Ahh, get ready for Dada's 'milk'!" The client moaned out loudly, pre-cum profusely spilling out from the pulsating penis penetrating her throat. Gagging on the ravaging cock, the mare's head not even bobbing anymore as Jet's dominance took control of her maw. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, whimpering and moaning as she tried to gasp for a breath. Her throat was then hilted into, ropes of seed shooting down her esophagus as Jet's cock was balls deep down her throat. Once the rush of spunk emptied into her belly, Twilight opened up her eyes again, growing wide as she spotting the door had been opened. Then what her client said next froze her up again. "Well...what a interesting time you've chosen to join us, Rarity." The white unicorn blinked, the rest of her body now just as tense as Twilight's. "Uh..." Was all that would come out of the snooping mare's mouth, taking in the scene before her. "...So, this is the...'one little thing' you had to take care of...?" Finally escaped her mouth after long seconds of awkward silence that seemed to last an eternity. The stallion let out a grin, pulling his used member out from the lavender mare. Twilight's body escaped its prison of awkwardness as she gasped and coughed, some semen dripping out from her lips as her throat felt the air inside the room entering her lungs again. "R-Rarity..." panted out the escort-mare, staring depressingly at her friend, concerned about Rarity's opinion on the matter. "Indeed. Your friend here is a prostitute, by the way," He smugly said to the white unicorn, taunting and embarrassing the mare. "Maybe you two should have a chat while I head downstairs," He suggested, penis growing flaccid as he trotted his way out of the room, leaving the two mares alone in an awkward silence. After Twilight had slowly rose to her hooves, she glanced down at the ground, shuffling her hooves nervously. "I...uh..." "Let me guess," Rarity spoke up, trotting closer to Twilight, lifting the purple mare's chin up with a hoof. "This is part of Celestia's orders, right?" The currently diapered pony nodded slowly, watching her friend give a reassuring smile in return. "Well, I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for this, correct?" Rarity replied, letting go of the pony's chin and watching her give a small smile. "Its a long story," The lavender unicorn said, then cleared her throat. "It all started earlier today..." "...So then he convinced me to put another diaper on and suck him off. That's when you came into the scene and...well, here we are." "Oh Twilight, I wish you had told me sooner," The white unicorn admitted with a small giggle. "Well," Twilight replied, having changed from her 'baby' outfit back into her escort-mare's uniform during her explanation. "There isn't really an easy way to explain why I'd ever be in this situation." "I suppose so," Rarity giggled. "I'm surprised at how well you're taking this, quite frankly," Twilight admitted, rubbing at the back of her head. "Twilight, you should know me better than that!" She scoffed in a lighthearted manner. "Just because I seem like a judgmental snob sometimes doesn't mean I'd downright disdain a pony like you just for following the Princess's orders. Even though prostitution has a bit of a bad reputation, I don't have anything against it. To tell the truth..." The white mare leaned in closer to her friend, speaking in a softer tone. "I was an escort-pony once." Eyes wide in surprise, the lavender unicorn nearly gasped. "You were?!" "Yes, and understandably I don't delve much into the subject," Rarity sighed. "It was before you came to Ponyville, actually. I wasn't doing so well when I first started my fashion career, and there just happened to be a...very kind gentlecolt who offered me a loan and promised a few future customers as well. All I had to do was suck in my pride and...do a few 'favors'." She added emphasis, making a hoof-quote gesture. Twilight blinked, still somewhat in shock, but nodded understandably. "Now," the white mare added in a more serious tone. "While I don't mind you being an escort-pony, I feel that Jet Set's actions were a bit uncalled for. Wouldn't you agree?" "You mean the diaper thing...?" Twilight asked. "No, coercing you into an embarrassing act, then rudely mocking you," Her friend corrected her. "Oh, right..." The mare chuckled nervously. "Maybe we should leave that to Fancy Pants." "Hmm, black-mailing and extortion would seem like a better option..." Rarity said, pondering a revenge plot, but then received a glare from Twilight. Escaping her train of thought, the white mare sighed in disappointment and replied, "Then again...two wrongs don't make a right, and that might only serve as more trouble." The escort-pony smiled again, trotting towards the door. "I think now's a good time to leave," She happily said, Rarity giving a nod as she followed her friend downstairs. "Spike~" Rarity called out into a lavish living room, spotting the boy lounging on a leather couch, boredly sipping some tea. "Huh? Are we leaving now?" Spike asked, setting down the tea cup and hopping off the couch. "Why yes," She happily replied, then asked, "Where did Jet Set go, by the way?" "I dunno, something about a business meeting," He said, heading towards his crush. "Thank Celestia I get to leave this boring place, though!" He chuckled. Twilight felt it was odd that Spike wasn't in shock seeing her in harlot's apparel, asking the dragon as they walked towards the front door, "So, you're not surprised that I'm like this right now?" "Like what?" He bluntly asked, looking over at Twilight. "Fancy Pants already told us that you were working for him." "What?!" Twilight exclaimed in a flabbergasted manner. "Well..." Rarity said, covering Spike's mouth. "Perhaps I did spot a certain pony in Fancy Pants's Gentlecolt's club and felt a bit...curious." She grinned skittishly, pushing one of the double doors open. "You know," the lavender mare added, the trio walking towards the front gate of Jet's mansion. "I think a better question to ask is why you let Spike anywhere near a Gentlecolt's club." "Well, I couldn't just leave him outside, and the doorkeep didn't mind at all. Besides, he knows better than to gawk at other mares when he's around me," She reasoned, teasing Spike with the nudge of her elbow. Spike blushed, chuckling at the tease. Twilight let out another sigh, but let it go for now. No reason to get mad at a sympathetic pony like Rarity. "I can't believe I got this on audio!" Jet Set cheerfully said, smugly chuckling to himself, listening to the heard footage that had been recorded from one of his mansion's many security recordering devices. He leaned back in his office chair, sipping some Earl Grey as he watched the white unicorn's reveal for the third time. "Oh Rarity...you underestimate me~" To be continued...
Chapter 6View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 6. AN: I can't believe it took this long to write, proofread, and edit a single chapter. I apologize in advance. "Hmm, that should do it," A butler pony said, securing the vinyl record with Rarity's back-and-forth with Twilight on it into a paper sleeve. He then carefully set it into a file with that day's date on it, storing that into a small file cabinet near the large sound console. The butler knew that his master was a bit paranoid about some of the ponies that entered his home, but it still bothered the butler a bit. "I think I sympathize with her more than Jet Set..." He said out loud just before leaving said security room. The butler pony then made his way to a library room, delivering a perfectly hot cup of tea, that he quickly made after leaving the security room, to his master, a rather distressed looking Jet Set. "Sir Jet, I've finalized and stored that audio you wanted from our surveillance feed," He said, setting down the tray carrying the small cup of tea. "Good to hear..." His master sighed. The butler then asked the unicorn, "Sir, what seems to be the problem?" The unicorn turns his head to the butler, replying to him, "My stocks have gone down quite a bit. Not only that, but its the height of new fashion line as well..." "Terribly sorry for your loss, sir," The butler replied. "Don't be, its not your fault after all," said Jet Set, punctuating his statement with a sip of his tea. "Its that Rarity that's bringing me down, along with all those other fashionista bimbos and buffoons that think they know a corset from a toupee. Why..." He then stood up and began to pace about, trotting away from his reclining chair. "If Fancy Pants hadn't made her look good at that garden party, I'd still be at the top of my game. What's she got that I don't have anyway?" "She is one of the Elements of Harmony..." retorted the butler, watching his master trot back and forth. "That has nothing to do with fashion, you idiot," Jet Set scoffed. "Their just pieces of junk that just so happen to ward off evil. They don't add to any of her mediocre designs!" The butler blinked, then rolled his eyes with a sigh. "I do apologize, but I believe that-" "I was getting to that, Butler, and thank you for apologizing," the unicorn interrupted, adjusting his glasses. "Yes, they give her fame, because she helped save Equestria. That's an unfair advantage, though. Why, I had to work my way up from nothing, and all was going just well, but then somepony becomes one of the Elements of Horseshit and just so happens to be in the fashion industry!" He ranted, stomping a hoof on the ground. Taken aback, the butler pony swiftly, but cautiously, hands the drink over to his master. "Maybe you should calm down. Here, have anothe-" The cup of tea then flies across the room and hits the floor. "I don't want your tea, dammit!" cried out the stallion in a fit of rage. The shatter of porcelain echoed throughout the room and Jet Set's ears. "...We never had this conversation, Butler," He spoke after a long, deep breath. "Destroy any remains of this little chat we had." As Jet Set stepped towards the door, silently cursing to himself, his servant followed behind him. "I know just how to bring her down as well..." The unicorn said with a smirk on his face, making his way to the security room. "So, you're staying the night here in Canterlot?" Twilight asked after swallowing down a mouthful of Caesar salad with hints of almonds and black olives in it. The white unicorn sitting across from her nodded, a napkin lightly dabbing at her lips after digging into her rather exquisite Carbonara. "Yes, that's right. I hardly get any vacation or free time, what with my work schedule. Do you think Celestia would mind me and Spike staying at the castle suite again?" "Honestly, it didn't take much to ask Celestia to let you stay there the first time," Twilight happily explained, sipping at her glass of water. Rarity's face practically lit up at that, a gasp of joy escaping her lips. "Why that'd be just splendid! I especially love the balcony; such a lovely view of the city, as well....you really don't have to, you know." "What makes you say that?" The lavender mare asked with a small giggle. The small dragon beside Twilight then added with a scoff, "Yeah, Rarity. You're one of the most beautiful unicorns in all of Equestria. Not only that, but you're friends with Princess Celestia's one and only right-hoof mare. I mean, what's stopping you?" The white unicorn smiled warmly at that. "I guess you're right. I'm sorry, I was just trying to be modest. Oh, did you want to split the bill, by the way?" Twilight nodded, then looked over at Spike. "Are you sure you're not hungry, Spike? You're not trying to go on a diet, are you?" She joked. The dragon chuckled and shook his head. "Naw, I had a big snack at Jet Set's house." "Understandable," Rarity commented, taking another sip of her drink. "But there will be plenty to snack on in the suite, just so you know." Spike nodded, a server pony then giving the three their bill. "I'm a bit concerned about Twilight," admitted a white unicorn after a small sip of her Chardonnay, her and Spike having retired back to her usual suite in Canterlot Castle. Her dragon fellow was reclining in a red, velvet armchair and snacking on some fruit. "What makes you say that?" asked Spike. "It's about Jet Set. I hardly chit-chat with him outside of commissions and orders, so the way he acted today was...rather revealing to me. He's never seemed so...so slimy!" Rarity replied with a sigh of abhor for the male unicorn. "Its like some mongrel school filly one day just decides not to be your friend anymore and embarrass you in front of the whole school through some barbaric way, like taint your daisy sandwich with spoiled mayonnaise, causing you to vomit repeatedly onto the floor!" The boy had no response for the unusually vivid simile other than a confused stare. The unicorn sighed again as the dragon boy stared at her. "You get the point, Spike. I won't go into full detail, but I fear that he's trying to sabotage Twilight's image. It's odd how he went about it, though. Its as if he wanted to do a sloppy job or something to cover up some ace up his sleeve..." She began thinking out-loud. "Huh..." Spike said as Rarity went on. "He didn't seem that shady to me. Then again I hardly know the guy..." "I know," She replied, trotting up to the dragon. "I think we should be careful around him. Promise me something, Spike..." Rarity spoke in a serious tone, the dragon boy gazing up at her in full attention. "Uh...sure thing," He replied, somewhat nervous now by her seriousness. "What is it...?" "Promise me that if you see anything suspicious you'll tell us about it, okay?" "Yeah, don't worry about it..." He chuckled to the pony. "You don't need to worry about that anyway. I mean, when's the last time I lied or talked behind somepony's back?" The dragon assured his crush. Rarity then lifted her frown back up to a smile, giving a quick peck on Spike's forehead. "You really are a gentlecolt, you know that?" She giggled, then trotted over to her double bed, her magic carrying her Chardonnay over to a nearby nightstand. The dragon could only blush lightly, smiling back at her with a nod. He then asked the unicorn with a yawn, "So where can I hit the hay?" "Hmm..." The unicorn muttered out, pulling back the covers on the bed. "Actually, do you mind sharing the bed with me?" Spike blanked, blushing harder now at the suggestion. "Uh...well..." He sputtered out, dropping the fruit in his hand as he slid himself down to the floor. "Are you sure its okay...?" "Oh, Spike!" Rarity giggled, blushing a flash of pink across her cheeks now. "Of course its okay. And even if it wasn't, there's nopony around right now that could stop us...aside from the guards outside, but I don't think they care, really." With that, the dragon slowly climbed into bed, nervously inching up to his crush and pulling the covers over his scaly body. "G-Goodnight, Rarity," escaped from his lips as he gazed up at the unicorn's face. She smiled and gave a quick kiss to his forehead, then closed her eyes, snuggling into the pillow she laid her head on. Spike couldn't help but stare into Rarity's sleeping face as his eyes soon began to close as well.
Chapter 7View OnlineBridles and CorsetsChapter 7 Dear Princess Celesta, Today I've learned the darker side of becoming an escort-mare. You see, I had hidden this fact that I, myself, had been reporting these Twilight then heard a knock on the door. Curious, she set down the quill she was writing with and made her way to her suite's front door. Using her horn's magic, she opened the door slowly to a stallion she least expected at this hour. "Big brother!" The mare excitedly gasped, followed by a leaping hug towards Shining Armor. Her brother chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. "Almost everypony at the castle mentioned that you were staying here in Canterlot, so I had to visit," Shining said in their warm embrace, rubbing at his younger sister's back. "Its always so nice seeing you again, Twily." "Its always nice seeing you too, big brother," Twilight said, nuzzling into her brother's fur. Just hearing his voice and having his presence around her was enough to make the mare jump for joy. He was her B.B.B.F.F. after all. "Heh, don't get too intimate. You might make Cadence jealous," her brother joked, watching as his younger sister quickly let go of the stallion, blushing quite a bit. "I'm just kidding, sis!" He laughed, walking into her condo, the mare chuckling to herself, though still blushing pink. "Right...so how was the honeymoon?" Twilight asked, walking up beside her brother as his eyes wandered the flat. "Fantastic, just how I expected it to be! You wouldn't believe the variety of cocktails they had, and wouldn't you happen to know that my golf swing is pretty good, too," He replied. "This place looks awesome, by the way." "Thanks," The bookworm said with a smile, her blush having gone away. "I'm glad you decided to stop by, by the way. With how busy you are over there at the castle, I'm surprised you had enough time off to come by." Her brother then turned around to face her again, grinning to himself, looking like he was about to laugh. "...Uh, Shining?" The confused lavender unicorn asked. "What's so funny?" "Did you dress like that just for me?" Shining Armor asked, an epiphany crossing the mare's mind as her face turned completely beat red: She was still wearing her escort-mare "uniform" in front of her own brother, something she had entirely forgotten about. She tried to laugh it off, but it sounded more like a nervous chuckle as a forehoof snug in one of her signature purple-and-fuchsia stripped thigh-high socks rubbed at the back of her head. "Relax, Twily," the stallion tried to reassure the mare, patting her gently on the head. "Celestia herself made sure to mention your 'new assignment' to me so that there wouldn't be any confusion or misunderstandings." With a sigh of relief, though still blushing hard, Twilight replied to her brother, "Well, that's good to know. I'm just glad you're okay with it." "Why wouldn't I be okay with it?" Her brother asked. "You're just following the Princess's orders. Plus, you're exploring your sexual side, and there's nothing wrong with that, right?" "I guess...but I'm the Princess's protegee. Sleeping around with ponies for profit typically isn't what a high-class, Canterlot-born student does," Twilight explained to her brother. "Hey, if anypony has a problem with my little sister having sex, then they can answer to me!" He said confidently, flexing one of this arms in front of her, with got a small chuckle from the bookworm pony. "And you are doing this for knowledge technically." "True, but still-" "Hey," The white stallion interrupted her with a more serious tone of voice, gently putting a hoof to her mouth. "Don't let other ponies push you around, okay? You know better than that, Twily." His sister slowly nodded, Shining giving her another reassuring smile. If there's one thing Twilight could count on with Shining, its his 'big brother' advice and wisdom. "You know how the Turnip Daily got shut down, right?" "Other than the fact that it was a corrupt news organization that tried to screw-over its workers?" The nerdy pony retorted. "Naw, that's why they got a bad reputation in general. The reason they got shut down is that they did a story on how you and I were 'secret lovers' ever since you were a school-filly," Her older brother explained, rolling his eyes as he was still in disbelief of that statement. "I have a clip of that article framed on my wall. Its actually a pretty entertaining read. I can show it to you if you want." "I'm good," Twilight giggled. "I actually have a letter to write to Princess Celestia." "Oh, sorry if I was interrupting you, then." "Don't worry about it," Shining's little sister replied, walking up to her writing desk, only to find her unfinished letter missing. "Huh? Where'd it do?" She asked herself. "Where'd what go?" Her brother asked. "My letter to the Princess! It was right here before you got here..." "Oh, want me to help you look for it?" "Thanks, big brother. I'd love your help." "It no problem! I'll just start over-" A loud clearing of the throat was heard from outside the door as a royal guard poked his head into the condo. "...Right now? Seriously?" Shining Armor asked in an annoyed manner, the guard replying with a stern nod. "Sorry, but I have to head back to the castle now, Twily..." He said to his sister with a sigh. "Its alright...they probably need you more than I do right now," She said, trying to cheer him up. "You're right...I'll see you later, okay?" He replied, waving goodbye as he was practically hurried out of the condo. The bookworm mare watched her older brother get dragged out, the door slamming shut as he and the guard made their way back to the castle, the disappointed filly trudging back to her writing desk. She then noticed some other things missing from the desk, like her quill, ink, and the rest of her parchment. A bright, luminescent light beamed inside of Head Strong's bedroom and onto his sleeping face, causing him to groan and question why his blinders were open. They were supposed to be closed, and he knew this because he made sure the blinders were practically glued in place last night. The junior soccer coach didn't have any morning shifts on the weekend, so what gives? Head was quickly given his answer once his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, recognizing the object spraying all this light into his bedroom: a spotlight being manned by an insect-like equine creature. "Oh shit...!" came out of the stallion's mouth as his body jumped back ten feet and met with the wall. The creature hissed and glared at the pony, watching as Head's heart raced fearfully at the sight of a changeling right in his own bedroom. Licking its lips, the changeling splayed its wings and lunged for the stallion, fangs flashed and aiming right at his jugular. "Don't touch me, you filthy insect!" The stallion screamed, diving away from the critter and rolling onto his four hooves. He made a mad dash for the door, his horn grabbing the doorknob and quickly turning it, then yanking the open. Closing in on his exit, he turned his head to see the foe flying towards him yet again. Rearing his hind legs, the stallion gave a hard kick to the changeling, sending it flying back as it slammed against the wall. With a smirk, he galloped out of his bedroom, only to be pounced and pinned to the ground in the darkness of his apartment. "No! Get off!" The soccer pony would grunt, trying to shake off whatever hissing, snarling fiend had his body bond to the carpet, but each time he would squirm and kick, the pressure and restriction on his body would increase. "Enough!" came a gravely voice from the other side of his living room. On flicked a light, revealing a crook of a earth pony standing at his doorway; a skull and cross bones as his cutie mark. On his back were a couple more of those insect-like creatures, keeping him pinned and flashing their fangs in dominance. "Flip him onto his back. Spread eagle," The grey earth pony commanded his changelings, the grunts doing as their told, watching the unicorn stallion grunt and curse at them. "Good. So, you know Twilight Sparkle, correct?" "What do you care?!" He yelled at the gravely-voiced stallion. With the roll of the earth pony's greenish eyes, one of the changelings pinning Head down then slammed a hoof to his crotch, grunts and groans of pain escaping the unicorn's lips. "Lemme fucking ask you again. Do you fucking know Twilight-fucking-Sparkle?!" Head Strong grew quiet now, recovering from the trauma to his bits, panting and squirming in pain now. "Y-Yes..." He weakly spat out. "I...I know Twilight Sparkle..." "That's better. Tell me how you know her," The earth pony demanded, slowly making his way up to the restricted stallion, combing back his medium-length black mane with a fore-hoof, smirking at Head as he struggled. "I'm gonna bust yer balls if you don't. Literally bust yer balls." Head Strong sighed in defeat, giving the earth pony what he wanted. "Fine, we've known each other since Magic Kindergarten. She was my best friend and even stood up for me when I needed it. I...I moved to Spurfield when we were still school-foals. She moved to Ponyville around a or two year ago and we just recently got back in touch with each other." "Good...do you know a mare by the name of Rarity?" The gruff pony asked. "Not personally...last I heard she and Twilight were friends..." "And that's what I was gonna get to," The earth pony chuckled. "See, there's somepony out there that wants that white bitch outta the picture, and I'm here to make sure that happens. Seeing as you're linked to this mare, I'm gonna make sure no 'funny business' goes down with you. Now-" "Why are you telling me this? I'm not afraid to die!" The stallion pegasus threatened. "Don't interrupt me, you fuckin' faggot!" He cursed at the unicorn, smacking Head Strong across the face with a forehoof. "And yeah, I realize you're a bit of a nobody right now, so no one'd care if you're dead or not. Well, maybe those foals on the Junior Soccer Team would probably notice. Speakin' of foals..." Just then, the changeling that had slammed into the wall morphs into a young filly, a blank-flank with a bubblegum-pink coat, short blonde mane, and an equally short blonde tail, trotting up to the bonded stallion with a dark bruise over her eye. "M-Mr. Strong...? Why did you hit me...?" the weak filly pathetically asked, face puffing up as if she were about to cry. "D-Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..." She sniffled and wiped at her eyes, tears trailing down her cheeks. "W-What are you doing?" The unicorn asked, staring down at the filly-disguised changeling. "You can't just win me over with some filly I've never seen before." "No, but I gotta find some dirt on ya," The earth pony explained, nodding to another changeling as it took Head Strong's appearance, a devilish grin on its face. "And if I can't find any, which luckily you didn't have any, until now that is...then I'll just make some. You two," He pointed out to the guised critters. "Go inside that bedroom and make it look ugly. I'll make sure to shoot plenty of pictures for the Solar News." With that the changelings trotted into the bedroom, the unicorn stallion turning as white as a ghost, staring in awe as he was thrown into the bedroom as well, the rest of the changeling grunts closing and guarding the door behind them after their boss, the gruff earth pony, made his way into the room, equipping his camera. "I stole this from some Paparazzi punk that tried to rat me out. Pretty fancy, eh?" He chuckled to the fallen stallion. "Also, you get to watch." "Fuck that," Head Strong scoffed, charging at the earth pony. Head watched as the gruff stallion rolled his eyes. "I guess I'll have to tie you down then," The cold-hearted pony replied, sending a hoof straight for Head's jawline, stopping the charging pony in his tracks. The guised fiends then hurled themselves at the unicorn, restricting his limbs as the gruff stallion slung the camera along his back, pulling up a chair for him as the insect underlings sat him upright. Head couldn't fight their grasp no matter how hard he squirm, feeling a tight rope bound his hindlegs to the chair's legs, arms tied behind his back. "Celestia-damned maniac!" He spat out, still struggling in his rope-bound prison, the disguised changelings making their way to his own bed again, the gruff pony watching Head squirm and grunt. "That's cute and all, but I got more entertaining shit to look at," he said, readying his camera. "Who knows? You just might enjoy it." AN: Well that was dark, but it does keep the story going. I'd say this is worth the month or so wait, anyway. How long until the next chapter? Depends, I'm taking college classes again, and this'll be my last semester to, so I have to make it count. Wish me luck, and see you next chapter! Also, if you want a full-on, unedited version of what those changelings did, just tell me in PMs.
Preface: A letter from the PrincessView OnlineBridles and CorsetsPreface: A letter from the Princess To my most faithful student, Twilight Sparkle, I have a new task for you. Your reports on friendship are splendid, but I would like for you to take it a step further. As you know, whenever two ponies become very close, they share a bond much stronger than simple companionship. Their love can eventually lead to the act of sexual intercourse, something you, my student, probably haven't had the time to, shall we say, experiment with. I'm not saying that being a virgin is a bad thing; Heavens no. It's just that you, as an independent, fully-grown adult mare, shouldn't have to wear a metaphorical chastity belt her whole life. Or a physical one for that matter (unless you're into that kind of thing). Essentially, I request that you begin a new series of reports involving the joys of physical intimacy and sexual prowess. I'm also encouraging you to be promiscuous with your research, since no one pony in Equestria can show their affection in the same exact way as any other. Along with this letter, I've also included some needed materials for a more effective report. I hope they suit you well. Good Luck, Celestia PS: Its probably best that Spike doesn't know about this, though if he ends up reading this before you do, just give him 'the talk', like your mother and/or father did with you.
