The next day, Rarity closed down her shop slightly ahead of schedule. She figured that there wouldn't be a problem since her business was painfully slow for the past few months. Not long after Rarity left her shop to head to the Friendship Express train, a certain stallion named Fancy Pants stopped by and had a wonderful offer for her that would help get her out of debt. It's too bad that she left early, even though her shop said that she should still be open. Fancy Pants was so upset by this dishonesty, that he left and would not bother to give his offer to Rarity.

Rarity purchased her ticket and boarded the train. She sat next to a group of stallions who were devouring every feature of her body. Rarity gave an awkward smile at them and looked out the window hoping that they would stop gawking at her. Little did she know that these stallions were on their way to the club that she would be performing at.

When the train reached her destination, Rarity got up.

One of the stallions got closer to her and pretended to accidently brush himself against her flank.

Rarity gave him an angry look. She wanted to say something to him, because that's certainly not how you treat a lady, but this stallion looked really mean and he appeared as if he could be abusive. This city, Manehatten, once had a very good reputation, but was now slowly decaying with corruption, and the strip club only brought out more shady ponies into the area.

Rarity stepped off of the train and began to walk down a few blocks. It didn't take her long to find the street, Clop Avenue. Rarity found the club and walked inside. The club was loud with the electronic music that was blaring, and the vibrations from the bass pulsed through the entire floor. She put her hoof to her mouth and her cheeks puffed up at the sights she saw. She was trying not to hurl at the sight of the ponies on stage who were doing very inappropriate dances. Some of the dancers had strings tied to glow sticks and were thrashing them all around their bodies. She watched as stallions threw bits at their flanks and some of them were getting awfully close as if they would reach out and touch the dancers at any moment. Rarity quickly turned her head and saw that a mare was giving a lap dance to a stallion. She moved to the side to get away from that view when she suddenly bumped into something. She looked to her side and saw two ponies passionately making out on the couch near her. Rarity leapt back as if she suddenly got burned with boiling water. Rarity started to make her way through the club. There she saw Sapphire Shores having a drink at the bar.

Sapphire Shores noticed her and waved her hoof at her. "Come on and have a seat, Rarity. I'll buy you a drink!"

Rarity nervously walked over to her and sat upon the stool.

"Give me another drink. Same drink that I'm having now," Sapphire Shores said.

The bar tender poured a tall glass of a fancy alcoholic drink and slid it over to Rarity.

Rarity caught the glass with her front leg and sipped it. She didn't drink alcohol, but she didn't want to offend her new boss.

"So what do you think of this place? It has a pretty awesome atmosphere, right?" Sapphire Shores asked.

Rarity looked around and saw a pony who happened to be shooting up drugs. "It's uh, something else. I'll tell you that," Rarity said. Rarity took several more sips of her drink. She rapidly glanced at one of the dancers and looked back to her boss. "Are all of these ponies of the legal age to do such a thing? Some of them look awfully young."

"Most of them are legal, but some are a few years shy. It doesn't matter. The younger workers here are hush-hush about it because they like the money that is coming in. Hey Rarity, I know you're going to shine here and be my biggest star. Let's go to the back room and get you all dressed for success," Sapphire said.

Rarity paused for a moment and then pointed her hoof at the drink.

"Don't worry about the drink, you can bring it with you into the back room. Come on, we have a lot of work to do, and we also have to start training you on how to dance," her boss said.

Rarity picked up her drink and looked at the dancers once more. She started to choke on her drink at the sight. Rarity quickly picked up the pace and walked besides Sapphire. They headed into the back room.

Sapphire Shores took out some pink panties and some fishnet stockings and gave them to Rarity.

Rarity cringed a bit and reluctantly put them on her body. She hoped that they at least had the decency to wash them. Surprisingly they fit her perfectly.

"That's going to be the biggest turn on for the stallions when you drop everything down to your panties and it's right before the ultimate climax when you finally reveal your entire body." Sapphire Shores took out a uniform and gave it to Rarity.

"Um, how do you know that this will fit me? Shouldn't I make my own personal costume?"

Sapphire laughed and said, "You already did Rarity! I had created my own costume idea for you, and I had your personal measurements because you gave them to me when we had done business a few times in the past. I just knew you would be joining my club since you are so well made for this type of work!"

Rarity looked at the costume for a moment and realized that this was the same costume that she tried on at home when Sweetie Belle happened to enter her room. She used her magic and dressed herself in the costume. She took a look in the mirror at the tight and bright neon-light clothing that was almost like spandex. She looked at her flank and noticed that just the tip of her cutie mark was showing as a teaser.

Sapphire Shores levitated some more costumes for Rarity to put on. Sapphire took a look and stepped back. She then circled around Rarity several times and said, "Yes, I see. You look stunning and stallions will practically drop dead from a heart attack when they see you on stage. Come with me to the next room. I have a trainer that will show you the moves. It's not too complicated to learn." Sapphire Shores led Rarity to the next room. Inside the room was a large stallion who was standing by a pole. He would be teaching her how to dance with the pole and without it.

Rarity stood next to him and noticed that he was analyzing every square inch of her body.

Sapphire Shores walked over and turned the music on. "Don't be nervous Rarity, he is an excellent instructor and he will teach you how to perfect this dancing business down to a science. It's really quite simple," she said and then walked out the door.

The instructor put his hooves on Rarity's flanks.

Rarity felt this stallion was totally creepy and that he would molest her in some way, shape, or form.

He began to show her how to spin to the music, and then how to swing on the pole.

Rarity couldn't stand this type of dancing. The only kind of dancing she enjoyed was more along the lines of ballet, or how the upper class would dance at the Grand Galloping Gala. Ballroom Dancing. This type of dancing was so perverted, she felt like she was being devalued. She couldn't stand the part where he was showing her how wiggle her flank and to shake it to the music. This was all terribly perverted to her and she felt very slutty. The way she would stand on her hind legs and slowly drag her front hooves down the sides of her curvy body, as well as many other provocative poses, was just too much for such a lady-like unicorn. Rarity also learned how to grind and how to do lap dances. It seemed that each new move that she learned was destroying her reputation and morals. She learned the timing of when it was best to begin to remove parts of her clothing and how to swing around the pole with her hind legs spread out, and sticking up in the air.

The instructor often had his front hooves on her body and was feeling her up.

After about an hour of practice, the instructor turned the music off and said, "Ok, Rarity, you're a natural at this and you did really well. You were a bit unsure about some of the moves, but we'll be working closely together."

Rarity bit her lower lip hard. She wasn't unsure of any of the moves. She only tightened up and became a bit robotic because she was so horrified that she'd have to go through the horrific motions.

"Do you have a pole at home, like in the basement or something? If you don't, we can give you one to install in your house," the stallion said.

Rarity shook her head no and said, "I don't have any poles in the house."

"I'll have Sapphire Shores ship one to your house," he said. "It should arrive within a few days. It's very easy to set up. You'll need to practice these moves at home to remember them better and to also keep your body toned and in shape." The stallion handed her a book and a cassette tape that he took off of a shelf. "This is just the basic information of everything we went over today, and the tape contains all of the music tracks that we normally play at the club. You can read this book and practice the moves at home as you listen to the music."

Rarity took it and didn't even bother to look at it because she was so upset right now. "Thanks. I'll go over it sometime later at home. I guess we're done for the day?"

"Yes," the instructor said. "You're free to go home now."

Rarity quickly left the room and headed out to the main lobby.

Some stallion, who was wearing very large sun glasses, was sitting at a table gawking at her body as she walked by. His front teeth could be seen as he bit his lower lip hard. "Mmmph!" he said. "Dat flank!"

Rarity turned her head and said, "Excuse me?"

"Baby got back! Baby got back! I might be a pony, but they call me horse for a special reason. Why don't you come a little closer to me sugar," he said.

Rarity suddenly distanced herself away from the creep when she saw that his two front hooves were not on top of the table, but underneath it and she could see that he was doing something with his front legs that was very disturbing.

Rarity turned and ran away from him. She heard him call out to her, but she ignored his cries. As she made her way to the exit, multiple ponies were hitting on her, even some ponies of the same sex. It was all just too awful to her. Rarity walked quickly out of the door and hurried over to catch the next train.

Rarity sat down on the train and put her face into her two front hooves. She wanted to break down and cry. This was all her fault and she knew it. She could have simply told Sapphire the truth about how she felt regarding all of this, but she felt that she didn't want to insult Sapphire and her celebrity status by telling her how she truly feels. She had no legitimate excuses and she knew that she was being shallow. What would happen if Sweetie Belle found out about all of this? What would happen if her parents or her best friends found out about her new profession? All of these thoughts plagued her mind and was causing her great anguish.

The train had made its stop and Rarity got off. She walked back home slammed the door shut and locked it. Her nose rotated several times as she cringed at the foul smells that were reeking from her coat. Rarity instantly hopped into the shower and began lathering herself up quickly, as if maybe the soap and shampoo would not only wash all of the foul smells away, but also clean her spiritually. Rarity hopped out of the shower and looked at the mirror for a second. She was so upset with herself that she couldn't bear to see her own reflection or bother to comb her mane. She quickly went into her room and got into bed. Even though the room was silent, the pulsing and pounding beats of the bass were still pounding through her skull. Rarity was eventually able to fall asleep, but she didn't sleep well.