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Steel Shoes

by Sir Hat

Chapter 14: Metel fever day five

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I flopped out of bed again..."Eugh......" I didn't even bother getting up, just kinda crawled out into the hall, "Bored...." Eventually after a few minutes of rolling around I got up and went into the living room, Vinyl was sitting watching a movie, "Vinyl.....Vinyl....." I lifted off her headset, "VINYL!"

"AH! What!?"

"I'm bored!" I moaned letting my body slide down the back of the couch, "Vinyl.....I'm bored," She just glared at me and went back to listening to her music. I pulled my arms up to the top of the couch, "Vinyl...Vinyl....Vinyl....hey..." I kept poking her foreleg, "Vinyl....come on...." I finally let up and slid back to the floor, "Eugh..."

She peeked over the back edge, "Go do something then!"

"Like what?!"

"Go...make friends...."

"....fine," I pulled myself upright, "I guess I'll go do...something," I grabbed a coat and headed out the door, maybe Rarity's in.


*knock* I went for a second knock but only met the air, "Hey mister!" I looked down at the small white mare below.

"Hey there, is your sister in?"

"Yeah she's upstairs, come on!" She hopped towards the stairs and scrambled up.

"Man....I never had that much energy as a kid....maybe it's all the sugar they eat..." I followed her up the stairs.

"Rarity the shoe guy's back!" Great....guess I'm the shoe guy now.

"Sweetie it's not nice to talk about someone like that....oh Corey hello," I walked into her sewing room, "Did you need something,"

"Naw...just checking to see if you were free,"

"Oh...well...I suppose I could take a break," She switched off the machine and walked over, "Come along," She walked past and down the stairs.

I followed and quickly found her amongst some chairs, "So...how business," I asked taking a seat across from her.

"Overwhelming....your people wear so many different outfits in such high volume,"

"...I guess...I just usually wear a collared shirt and some slacks."

"About that...are you alright, you look a bit...well worn," I looked myself over.

"I've been stuck on bed rest...got sick a few days ago, I cant stand it now...I'm a wreck!"

"...well I wouldn't go that far,"

"Unshaven, barely bathed, hairs a mess, and my glasses are smudged...." In reality I had maybe three days worth of stubble, showered last night, and had a thumbprint on my glasses, "I hate it..." I usually work so close to my clients I try to stay as clean and well dressed as the work will allow.

"Oh you look fine darling, anyways I don't think you came to discuss matters of personal hygiene." She said with a wave of her hoof.

"I didn't really come for any reason in particular, I just got kinda bored sitting around all day, I mean...Vinyl keeps me busy....but outside of that...I just need stuff to do, I mean I went out and picked up a case of beer for the first time in four months just cause I was bored!" She kinda shuddered at the word beer, "..you don't like beer?"

"Not...no I don't, rather...not disgusting...thick?" She said bobbing her leg on her knee.

"....uh...I'm no expert but I don't think beer is supposed to be thick,"

"At any rate I much prefer something along the lines of red wine..." She gave the vowels in wine a bit of an elongation.

"Yeah that figures...you don't strike me as a heavy drinker anyways,"

"Oh you'd be surprised darling, a few years ago-"

"Lets...not, for the sake of me being able to continue to view you as perfectly clean...and a virgin....and not a drunk..." She looked slightly annoyed with me, "I just....we all do crazy stuff, but it's not what defines us,"

"Fine by me, and I will continue to view you as the hoof loving man you are,"

"....wow....is that a thing? Is there like a hoof fetish?" I asked leaning back and tossing my left foot onto my knee, "Cause that would explain a lot about squeamish clients,"

"Oh darling don't be so naive, I've heard of your peoples...foot fetish,"

"Eugh..."

"Oh it's perfectly alright to be attracted to ponies, or people, in unconventional ways,"

"......you're talking about lesbians right....cause I've seen a lot since I moved here,"

"....summer, 997, ponyville outskirts...BonBon...." She murmured into her hoof.

"What was that!?" I said leaning forward violently.

"Oh nothing...."

"Bull shit! You said a name and a date!" I leaned farther out of my seat.

She started blushing "....don't pretend you never...."experimented"

"....Hahhahaha...oh shit...." I started busting up, "Oh my god....you're killing me....I'm gonna die..."

"Oh calm down....it's really not that funny....don't tell anypony," Her voice went from slightly shaky to panicked.

"...phew....oh my god....I promise....so....your people really do have a skewed gender ratio don't you,"

"Oh quiet you," She said slightly flustered, "And yes....we do, it's actually a real problem...you shouldn't joke about it,"

"....well I think i'd be worse the other way around...the ..."process" for males is about five minutes compared to nine months,"

"Five minutes? You really don't have much confidence do you?" She started giggling behind her hoof,

"....I'd say I'd show you but....kinda tied up right now,"

"Oh stop...honestly, you humans are supposed to be modest,"

"How so,"

She traced her body. "Constant clothing, I still don't understand it, are you so uncomfortable unclothed"

"...thing....flop around...." I made an obscene gesture to my groin and chest.

"Oh....I heard young colts have the same problem...."

"Ew,"


"I guess...well, I guess I should get going," I stood up and dusted myself off.

"A pleasure as always," She wave me off.

"See you on next Monday, standard cleaning!"

"You really must stop thinking about work....I'll remember," I shut her front door and started back to my house. Tomorrow I was back in the game, finally!

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