There are times where I look at my current circumstances and ask myself: Am I willing to leave here? Am I really going to leave this perfect little utopia for the place that shuns my very existence? What can I say to convince myself that I'll be making a mistake if I go back? What's to prevent me from staying?

If I may confide in fate, I hope that I may be able to stay here. But realistically, I need to go back.

I didn't belong here.

A month later, I find that my errand time was consumed by a grand total of nine mares. I have a group of magical, talking equines who consider me as a friend and a set of three of their younger siblings, of whom I've grown fond of seeing from time to time.

...IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!

I've grown close to some of them, even as far as sharing some very personal feelings with them. I know that it's been four months since my arrival and I've managed to get some rather close time with three of them, of which I can connect to on a more personal level. Rarity and I spent some time together at the spa and discussed some of her issues with her seeking of romance. Pinkie Pie drags me along whenever she has a party or whenever she wants to do something fun. And Twilight, who pretty much provides me with a roof over my head, food to fill me up and an ear to listen to me complain about how I missed my wifi and daily browsing of youtube for abridged series'.

Yet in my time here, I've never really gotten a chance to interact with Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Applejack on a more personal level. My reason for not being around Fluttershy is because of Discord being an annoying fuck who didn't mind rearranging my body parts like a child with a Mr. Potatohead toy. Rainbow Dash is too fast for me to keep up with and she's always in the air, so I couldn't stay around with her long enough to have a conversation. And as far as I know about Applejack, she likes apples... That's it.

Applebloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo are entirely too young for me to even get into that kind of deep emotional bonding with. And with four more months to go before I would make my leave, I don't think I would even find the time to get to know more about them...

Well... that is until today.

A rapid knocking sound on my door disturbs me from my usual sleep-in time. The recently installed grandfather clock on the other side of the room ticked as the time read 9:23 in the morning. As I walked up to the door and turned the handle, a powerful force shoved the door directly into my face, causing me to fall on the seat of my boxers.

"Nondis! Hey we really need you to-" And in an instant, Rainbow Dash saw that I was busy rubbing my nose, where the door just so happened to greet me with a good-morning kiss. "Heh heh... Sorry."

Massaging the afflicted area, I waived her off. "I'm fine. Go on ahead."

Rainbow Dash, still suspended in the air as she usually does, rushed over to get me off of the ground. "Okay, like I was saying, me and Applejack really need your help with something."

Right about now, I'm puzzled at the mere thought of Applejack and Rainbow Dash, the two most athletic ponies I know, asking my scrawny ass for some help with anything at all. Well, don't judge a book... "Okay. And what would that something be?"

Instantly I can feel Rainbow Dash tugging at my arm, trying to get me out of the room. "Me and Applejack need a judge to keep score of a little competition we're doing today. We're trying to decide on which one of us is the better athlete. Applejack recommended Big MacIntosh, but I knew that he would be so biased to her. So I voted for Scootaloo."

Really, a kid who admires everything about you and what you do to judge a competition held between you and someone else and you're complaining about the judging being fair? Kettle, meet Pot. Both of you are black and have a nice coat of teflon to prevent anything from sticking, such as ass-kissing judges. "Really, you chose her?"

"Well don't blame me, she wanted to rig the competition in her favor! So I'd thought that I'd fight fire with fire."

To kill a fire, you could just start an even larger fire next to it. Creates more smoke, cuts the oxygen and snuffs the flames right on out. But hey, there is always that risk that the two flames could just conjoin and create an even larger blaze. Nope, nothing wrong with that idea. "Uhhh..."

"So, with that being said, we decided on Twilight, but figured that she was busy with princess stuff. Then there was Spike, but he was too busy helping out Rarity with some shopping today. So that lead us to the next pony in line."

She said pony, so that immediately disqualifies me. Going back to bed now.

"So will you do it?"

I rolled my eyes. "I thought you said 'the next pony', not the next person."

"Whatever. You helping us or not?"

Well, to be perfectly honest, I was actually free today. And with Twilight being busy with some important paperwork, Fluttershy tending to her pets and Rarity out shopping for materials, I guess I can commit myself to a little entertainment. Besides, there's nothing to do here except eat, sleep and cut a nasty fart, only to blame it on a nearby guard. So with that being the case... "Sure. I guess-"

"GREAT! Now hurry up!"

Instantly, Rainbow just leapt behind me and started to push me like I was a dolly down the hall, ignoring any protests I may have had at the moment. "But Rainbow-"

"No time! We gotta go, now!"

As the cyan pegasus carted me onward, I started to receive some odd looks from some of the guards and servants in the castle. I am well-aware of why. "Rainbow Dash-"

"We don't have all day! We really need to get to Sweet Apple Acres right now!"

As I continued to fight against her, making things a little more difficult, Rainbow and I managed to catch the nearest royal patrol, complete with princess in tow.

"Will you listen to me?" I groaned while I did my best to get her attention.

"Only when we get to Sweet Apple Acres! But right now, I need you to-"

"RAINBOW DASH!" Twilight shouted as she noticed what was going on, catching the hard-headed mare off-guard.

Shaken up a bit, Rainbow turned her attention to Twilight. "Hey Twilight, I hope you don't mind me taking him someplace."

I could clearly see the princess turning a bright shade of red as she looked away from me. "WELL CAN YOU AT LEAST WAIT UNTIL HE PUTS ON SOME CLOTHES!?"

"We don't wear clothes!" Rainbow Dash argued, hoping that it would get me out the door sooner. "He wouldn't need them anyways."

Twilight had started to explode back at her. "Well maybe he would like to wear something decent rather than what he has on now."

Oh... one thing about Equestrian society before I continue on. Clothing in Equestria is seen as either very classy or very promiscuous. If a mare was to wear a dress, then she could either be perceived as a member of a sophisticated circle or one who is looking for a mate. The thing about this society is since the population, in general, is often in the nude, no one would bat an eye at you. There's practically nothing that a colt hasn't seen from any other mare while walking down the street, but add a pair of socks or a skirt and the imagination of those little guys really starts going.

Now let's say that you were a mare.

If you put on something as simple as socks, it's considered as suggestive wear. It hides the hooves and it does add to the visual appeal, if wearing the correct colors. If a mare was to wear sweats, it tended to place an emphasis on the shapely curves of their flanks, often giving the perception that they were sporting more junk than their trunk could store. Now if you were to wear just underwear... well, you were pretty much asking for it. If you wore a ribbon at the base of your tail... baby lock the doors and turn the lights down low.

Now... Enter me, a male human in Equestrian society, wearing nothing but a white undershirt and snug (yet very comfortable) boxer-briefs...

Yeah, just gonna let that sink in for a bit...

...You done? Great.

So the thing is that all of these ponies are seeing me wear something, in their culture, that would be considered as intimate apparel. To them, this was a page out of Victoria's Secret. Add a ribbon to my inner thigh and I'm practically saying 'sex me right now'.

Well kids, I hope you learned something new. So now you know, and knowing is half the battle.

Back into the present, Rainbow Dash looked back to me and realized that I was very much underclothed. And while other mares in the hall smirked and giggled at my rather questionable appearance, The cyan pegasus jumped off of me without a moment's notice and snickered as she turned away from me. "Sorry, Twilight. I guess I was in a bit of a rush."

"You think!?" The purple princess shouted as she clenched her eyes shut, turned to me and teleported the both of us back into my room.

For the most part, I am still uncomfortable finding myself removed from one place to another via magical transportation. And the initial flashes were a bit warmer than what I was used to.

When we managed to get back into the room, Twilight levitated the a set of clothes from within my dresser drawers and threw them at my face, urging me to hurry up and get changed. Thought it was rather obvious that her curiosity was very much overwhelming her sense of modesty as she took quick glances at me before turning away in a rosy blush.

"Hey Twilight." I called out to her.

"There's no need to say anything. Just hurry up."

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly as I started to take off the old shirt and make my way to the shower. After about fifteen minutes, I walked out the bathroom to see Twilight petrified in place. Still looking away from the direction I stood in. As I started to grab some underwear from my night drawer, I caught a quick glimpse of her wings unfurling on their own as well as curious eyes resisting the temptation to glance my way.

Much to my relief due to the fact that I was very much nude.

As I slipped my fresh pair of boxer-briefs on, I could easily tell that something was causing Twilight some level of discomfort. I suppose she was just as nervous as I was when I had to walk around the town naked due to a wardrobe malfunction.

"Hey... Twi. Are you okay?"

"Are you finished!?" She asked me anxiously.

"No, not yet."

"THEN HURRY IT UP!" She shouted as she stomped her hoof to the ground.

As I reached over to the bed to grab some of my clothes, I could see something else that caught my eye. Something that seemed to glimmer a faint light. I looked to where Twilight stood and saw that it wasn't just her wings that started to raise out of their own accord, but her tail had started to lift as well.

Normally, as a human, I would find the thought of me staring at such an area around her tail to be repulsive and immoral. But in my case, I practically grew immune to any odd fetish since my introduction to the internet. So to see something like this, especially after so long of a porn drought, I could safely conclude that this was a bit of an owed treat.

Though I do question my existence now that I am practically waiting for her to lift her tail all the way.

Any glimpse will do.

No... I can't be thinking about these things! Twilight is my friend and I don't see her that way. Plus it's a violation of her privacy. I couldn't hope to live with myself if I looked.

But I didn't want to pass up on an opportunity like this. I mean-

"Uuuugh!" Twilight groaned restlessly, shuddering as she did.

And at the same time, her tail flicked to the side.

In the mere fraction of a second, I managed to see something that I wasn't supposed to see. My glimpse had now evolved into a full-on stare. As her tail bounced into the air, I was granted a full view of Twilight... her very essence. The very gift she saved for the one she would give herself to. As her tail fell back down and swished back to the other side, I managed to get a partial glimpse of her this time. Only it hid enough to tease me, yet revealed enough to satisfy me for a short while. But that wasn't the thing that made me fall into such a stare. I... was in shock.

"How close are you to being done?" Twilight asked me, snapping me out of my trance.

"I... Um... well... You see..." I bumbled and fumbled my words, failing to align them into a coherent thought. As I struggled to find anything to say, I heard a quick gasp, the clopping of hooves as she turned towards me. Her eyes widened exponentially as she backed away, cheeks burning red with embarrassment.

I was caught.

"What did you see!?" Twilight asked, jumping back as she magically grasped her tail and pulled it in between her legs. Worry was written across her face as she galloped towards me.

"I... I didn't-"

"What... did you see?" She asked me again, this time making sure that I was well within whispering distance.

"I didn't see anything!?" I lied. More like I saw the very gates that sealed a sinful pleasure between them. Two lavender doors that offered a small impression of pink. And then some.

"You're lying! What did you see?"

I felt myself being backed into a corner as she called out my obvious lie. Sweat started to pour from my forehead as she grew ever closer to me. But in miraculous timing, a knock sounded at the door. Obviously, it was a very disgruntled Rainbow Dash.

"ARE YOU DONE IN THERE!?"

I didn't care if I was underdressed a second time going out, I was going to leave this room, do what I had to do and forget everything that I just saw. That way when I get back, I should be somewhat safe. "COMING!"

As I hobbled into each leg of my jeans, I hopped over to the door. Finally getting everything situated, I slipped on my tennis shoes, bypassing the time it would take me to put on some socks. The sooner I left the room, the better.

I nearly broke the door wide open as I broke into a run for the front entrance of the castle. I didn't even care to look behind me... or rather I didn't want to.

I violated Twilight's privacy and was subjugate to whatever punishment she had planned for me when I got back. But for now, I needed to at least enjoy my freedom before I get sent off to the dungeon.

By the time I managed to make it to Sweet Apple Acres, I was completely winded from my run. Normally I would walk from one place to another, but today was an exception. I was not only trying to run away from Twilight, but Rainbow Dash instantly turned my escape attempt into a race.

A race that I lost in grand fashion.

About three minutes after Rainbow took to the sky, leaving me in the dust, I met up with her at the front gates of Sweet Apple Acres. While I stumbled to the nearest post, trying to catch my breath, I heard the raspy laugh of the cyan-blueish pegasus.

"Took you long enough, slowpoke!" She taunted as she flew from a cloud above me. Meanwhile I was too invested by the slight sting of sweat getting in my eyes. If I had known that I was going to get a workout today, I would've worn something a little less heavy.

"In... *huff* ...my defense... I can't... *wheeze* run as fast as equines... *gasp* nor can I fucking fly!" Valid points, no less.

"Um, sugarcube..." I heard a voice call out to me with a Tennessee-Southern drawl. "Ah don't mean ta be picky, but could y'all reword that?"

"What?" I didn't understand what she was going on about. I was using a decent sentence structure. It wasn't like I was talking in hip-hop lingo or lawyer jargon.

"Ah think ya meant ta say that sentence... minus a word."

Oh, for the love of... "Fuck?"

Applejack cringed at my use of the word. Apparently she had a thing against profanity. Didn't know that. "Yesh, that reeked somethin' fierce. Ah'll have ya know that this here is a family-friendly establishment n' that those kinds of words don't fit here."

"So I can't curse." As long as she says that I can't do it here. I can only try.

"Well, that n' not usin' that kind of language around me. It just ain't healthy for basic conversation."

Yes mommy. I won't say the bad words again. I swear. I wanna be a gwood wittle bwoy! "Okay... I can try."

"Well, that's a start. Now come on this way."

In all honesty, I was very much surprised over what Applejack just did. She was the least one I would've expected to censor dialog, considering how conservative she is. I guess she's more of a Straight-laced Sally than a Potty-mouth Peggy. Go figure. If anything, I was expecting her to be the one to curse up a storm, considering that she does a lot of manual labor and what-not. But I was more surprised from this unexpected result.

As we walked past the southern fields, I saw Big Mac, Applejack's older brother and Applebloom, her younger sister, laughing as they knocked the apples from the trees around them. They called it 'applebucking', I called it 'Sir Issac Newton's Interactive Discovery of the concept of Gravity'. Eureka.

As we moseyed along, Applejack waived to an elderly green pony who sat in a rocking chair, knitting some sort of bonnet. The elder pony, Applejack's grandmother by the name of Granny Smith, waived back to us as we made our way to the swimming hole out back.

When I first got here, I assumed that Applejack was the poorest of the six mares. As time grew on, I had realized that her homely appearance was more deceiving than anything. Everything she did was rich in character and wealthy in morals. But there was also the fact that she and her family owned everything west and north of the town, with the exception of the mountains. From the gate to the barn, it's about a one-minute walk. From the barn to the house, it's another one-minute walk. From the house to the back swimming hole is about an eight-minute walk. And every minute we spent walking from that gate, we stood yet another minute on Apple-family grounds. Even the swimming hole was registered as their property.

Well then again, this was the very establishment that founded Ponyville as a whole. Truth is, Ponyville is the expansion of Sweet Apple Acres.

So yeah, Applejack's family may not look it, but they are filthy... stinking... rich.

"Here we are." Applejack sounded off as we finally managed to settle down.

As I finally staggered over the final hill, I was granted with a view of a beautiful river with waterfalls cascading down the mountainside. The vast area was covered in a myriad of colorful wildflowers. Nothing but open plains. The air smelled so crisp and clean, free from the slightest touch of industrialization. And to the far distance, I could see another city hiding on the very mountainside. I couldn't believe that this was what they owned.

Man, the US Government would have a field day from trying to drill oil from this bitch. And the Wildlife Conservation Society would be on a ball to defend this place. This piece of land is a political battlefield.

As I looked below, I could see an assortment of games set up for what the two had planned for each other. Obviously, swimming was going to be a thing, there was also a volleyball match, an obstacle course, a game of horseshoes, tug of war, potato-sack racing, and a set of rope...

I have the distinct feeling that I'm not going to like what they're going to use that rope for. "Hey, Appplejack, what's with the rope?"

"That's for the three legged race. We gotta run from there to the top of this hill with our hind legs tied together." Rainbow answered.

"I also noticed that there was an extra set of rope."

"That there rope, is fer Rainbow Dash. To make sure that she doesn't use her wings." Applejack finished as she pointed to the rainbow-maned pegasus.

"I could beat you without my wings anyways! It's not like I need to use them to show that I'm obviously better than you."

And just like that, the competition begins.

About three hours later, the score remained even after all of the events that were planned out. As of now, they were on the last event of the competition. They were going to go on an all-out mini-triathlon. From the start of the race, they had to hop in sacks all the way from the top of the hill to the river, swim across to the other side and back and run back up the hill on hoof.

I think I might have to concede that one if I had to run it.

"Winner of this one will be called the 'Most Athletic Pony in all of Ponyville'." Rainbow Dash stated as she performed some stretches to get herself ready for the long trek ahead.

"So what would happen to the loser?" I asked. I was genuinely interested in the wager that they had going on. I honestly knew that there was much more than just a title with the win. There had to be some sort of consequence if one of them decided to lose.

"The loser has to wear a pretty, lacy gown with lots of fancy ribbons in their hair. An they'll wear it for the rest of the day. No exceptions."

Okay... It has come to my attention that these two are very much in dislike of anything frilly. Might as well have a ball with it.

"Right. We're ready now, so go on ahead and get this thing rolling." Rainbow said as she jumped into her brown sack while Applejack was still getting into hers.

"No. We need to wait on Applejack. It wouldn't be fair if you had gotten a head start." I said, pointing over to Applejack, was just now getting settled.

"Nah, I'm okay now. Thanks fer waitin'. But y'all can call this one out."

While Applejack managed to give me a simple smile, Rainbow Dash decided to give me a deadly glare for calling things fair. It was obvious that she really wanted to win this and was willing to get down and dirty to do it. But I wasn't going to allow that. So I needed to lay down some ground rules.

"Okay you two. I want a good, clean race. No bumping, no charging, no 'look-over-there', no tackles, no distractions and no cheating. If you want to win, you will win it fair and square. Got it?"

"I like the way that sounds." Applejack said as she readied herself to jump at the gun.

"Whatever, let's just get started already." Rainbow answered as she followed Applejack's example. The two stood side by side, with all hooves behind my right foot, an impromptu starting-line.

"Racers, on your mark!"

Applejack sank her posture even lower, looking as if she as was about to explode into the air.

"Get set!"

Rainbow Dash licked her lips as she eyed the river below. If anything, this was definitely going to be a close competition, considering that they've been tied up to this point. The wind brushed past the trees behind us, causing a few leaves to fall to the ground below. A long silence ensued as the breeze carried on. Finally, everything was at peace in comparison to the chaos of the past three hours.

And then, the wind stopped.

"GO!"

The two hopped and wobbled as they tried their best to move in the brown sacks down the hill. At first it seemed like Applejack had a decent lead, but suddenly Rainbow came lunging in from behind. And just when they started to get to the steeper portions of the hill, they found themselves stumbling and rolling rather than hopping.

I will admit that this first leg is funny as shit though.

"Yoohooo!"

I took my eyes off the race for a quick second to see who it was that called out to us. As I looked behind me, I could see Rarity walking up to me while Spike was trailing behind her with a large suitcase of materials. Apparently, she must be here for the dress.

"Hey Rarity." I called out to her, taking my attention back to the race, trying to make sure that there was no sign of foul-play.

"So what did we miss?" She casually asked walking beside me to observe.

"A lot, actually. These two have been going at it for three hours."

"Sounds about right." Spike muttered as he placed the heavy suitcase on the ground to sit on.

While the three of us watched the two finally come to a rolling halt at the edge of the river, I couldn't help but to suppress a laugh as we watched the two dizzily maneuver themselves to the water. Thankfully, neither one of them were disoriented to the point where they could no longer continue. Rainbow Dash was the first to hit the water however. If there is one thing I will credit her with is that she was very resilient. Perhaps she had an advantage with her being in the air so often.

But that didn't discourage Applejack in the slightest. Instead, it seemed to have strengthened her resolve. As soon as she hit the water, Applejack sliced through the water, catching up with Rainbow Dash, who was already making her way back. I suppose I gave too much credit to Rainbow Dash. Despite her early recovery and ability to hit the water first, it seemed that Applejack was the better swimmer. By the time Rainbow got to about half-way, Applejack had reached the other side and was already an eighth on the way back.

"Wow. These two are amazing." I stated as the two closed in to our side of the river.

"Those two have always been in a bit of a rivalry." Rarity stated. "If either of them becomes less than their stellar selves, then they wouldn't even considering a challenge that day."

"Not to mention that neither one of them likes to lose." Spike added as he kept a close eye on the two athletes.

In speaking of losing. "Say, on the off chance, that neither of them could win this event. What would happen then?"

Rarity giggled a bit as she held a hoof to her mouth. "Well, you'll have to see for yourself."

By that, I can safely assume that the both of them will be wearing dresses throughout the remainder of the day. And seeing their reactions when they have to do so will be a treat.

Oh I can't wait till the end of this race.

Luckily, I didn't have to wait for very long. As the two finally became neck and neck with one another, they jumped out of the river and started making their way back up the hill. I looked over to find a stick or something so that I could create some sort of finish line. But before I could do that, I managed to see two sticks on either side of me and Rarity placing a ribbon on the finish line.

No complaints there. As the two tried their best to resist the steepening grade of the hill, they trekked onward, striving to be the winner of this three hour competition. Spike stood on the side of the one pole while I stood on the other. Rarity stood far in front of the line, to avoid being tagged by any incoming competitors.

By now, both Applejack and Rainbow Dash were completely out of breath. Now that the two were close to finishing the race, it seemed that they gave everything they had to get here. Huffing and puffing, they strove to break the ribbon at the finish line. It seemed for a second that Applejack would take it by a nose, but then Rainbow propelled herself forward, notching past the burnt-orange mare. This carried on until both of them finally managed to break the ribbon together.

The result, in my opinion, was a tie. Which meant that both of them would have to wear dresses.

Rarity clopped her hooves to applaud the two athletes for a job well-done. As the two fell into a panting mess, Rainbow Dash was the first to speak.

"Ha! *gasp* I... win!"

"Maybe... you're still... a bit dizzy! *huff* I... won the race!"

"Actually, from my end," I interrupted. "It seemed that the two of you are actually tied."

"Tied?" The both of them questioned breathlessly.

Spike confirmed my sentiments. "Yeah! You two were awesome. But it is unfortunate that this race was the tie breaker. So nopony wins."

"Hey, Rarity, do you have enough material to do two dresses?" I asked smugly, hoping to see these two in frilly, lacy outfits. Unfortunately, my question was met with a response of laughter. Rarity chortled as she tried her best to hold her composure. "What? Is something wrong?"

"Nondis... dear..." She could barely hold herself together as she finally broke out in laughter. Spike soon followed suit as the Rainbow Dash and Applejack soon joined in.

Somehow I really didn't like where this was going.

"Hey, Nondis..." Spike said as he snickered. "So what color should we make your accents?"

AW HELL NO! "Wait... are you saying that-"

"In the event of a tie..." Rarity started as she pointed to Spike, who finished up as she went back into her laughing fit.

"The judge will be held to carry out with the losing consequence, no matter the request."

So in all reality, these two set me up. They had this long race and gave each other some matches so that they could coordinate a tie so that I would be the one who ended up with the losing bet. "RAINBOW DASH! APPLEJACK!"

Applejack recovered from her loss of breath incurred by her laughter and the race. "Hoooo boy, Ah love it when a plan comes together!"

Rainbow Dash was still busy laughing. "I love winning at life!"

Rarity gave me a sympathetic pat on the back "I'll love making a dress for you, Nondis dear! You're going to look absolutely fabulous."

Spike could hardly contain his excitement. "I'm gonna love to see how Nondis will look in his new dress."

Fury grows within me as I found myself the victim of an intricate, well-planned, well-executed prank. "I hate all of you."

Frustrated, I stand stark naked in the barn behind a changing curtain, unfortunately awaiting my new outfit. I was nowhere close to being excited for what I had to wear next. For all I care, those rules could've just been made up on the spot just to that I was the one who had to wear a dress. This is just downright unfair.

"It will only be a few, Nondis darling. Just keep your chin up." Rarity said as the whirring of a sewing machine hummed throughout the barn.

Why, Rarity? Why do this? Why would you betray me after all I did for you?

As I looked down to my lap, saying hello to my little partner-in-crime, I took a deep breath and called out to the mare across the screen. "Hey... I can understand the fact that I was going to be wearing a dress... but why did I have to take my underwear off?"

"Because I've made you a cute little dress to wear. And if you were going to be wearing this dress, then you might as well have the undergarments to match. I absolutely refuse to have you mismatch this outfit."

Yay, so I'm going full-trap today. Things can't get any worse. If I'm going to do this kind of thing, then at least let me shave my legs first. I don't want any leg hair to ruin this damn outfit, plus it'll be super-awkward.

What? This isn't the first time I had to wear a dress. And before you ask, it was for a fraternity. That story will come later.

"Et voilà! Your gown is ready."

"Hey, do you mind if I hold off on that for about fifteen minutes? I wanna make sure that I look somewhat presentable to wear this damn thing."

"If you're thinking about running away, then I can only tell you that it won't end well."

Well, there goes Plan B. "Actually..." Am I really going to do this? "I need some wax and a few strips of whatever you've got left." I'm really doing this. Why am I doing this? What is life?

In an instant, I catch a small jar of yellow wax and shortly after, a small basket of cloths remaining from her dress making. I gulped as I thought about how painful this was going to be.

"Take your time." Rarity muttered from behind the curtain.

I was going to need most of that time to mentally prepare myself to do this. After the first five minutes, I was finally able to open the jar of honey wax and spread it across a long strip of cloth that was as long as my entire foreleg, I laid it down on my leg and smoothed out the strip in hopes reaching every acre of hair on my leg.

Sweet manhood, I barely knew ye.

After a few seconds, I took a deep breath and pulled at the unwaxed end of the strip. If I believed in a higher power, I would be praying right about now. After a while of procrastination, I finally decided to cheer myself onward.

You can pull! You feel great! You! Can! Do! This!

Okay. I just needed to calm down... and strip this son of a bitch off of my leg. No pressure. Sure, it will hurt like a thousand fire ants ripping the skin off of my leg, followed by an intense burn that would resemble hot kitchen grease, but no pressure at all. I just needed to pull on three.

One...

Two...

"FUCK!"

"Excuse me!? Did Ah just hear some unfriendly words in there!?" While my right leg felt like a bad case of sunburn, I could feel Applejack's scorn as well. "Meaning that yer the loser in this bet doesn't mean that y'all have to be such a poor sport about it."

"Sorry!" I whined as I loathed the next few strips that I needed to pull.

If that felt like hell on my foreleg, I can only assume that these inner-thigh hairs are gonna be a bitch to pull. Might as well get it all over with. The sooner, the better.

After about fifteen minutes of crying and waxing, the waxing taking about as much as two minutes all together, I finally threw on my penalty dress and the panties that went along with it.

At least the panties were better than the g-string that my fraternity had me wear during hell-week.

Finally stepping out from behind the curtain, I walked out on still-burning legs and stood before Rarity. As she gasped at my appearance, I nervously stood in place. "How... do I look?"

"Darling... I... You..." She seemed to be at a loss of words for the time being, only summoning up a body mirror and placing it directly in front of me.

I looked at myself and wondered why I looked like this. I couldn't explain it. I looked... I looked... just... so...

Faaabuloooouuus

No, but in all honesty, I look like a very convincing trap from the neck down. All I needed to do was fix my hair, throw a bow on it and hold a piece of toast with my lips and start saying the words 'onee-chan'. So in other words, I look kawaii as all fuck.

"Darling, you look absolutely criminal in that outfit."

Suddenly I felt a bit insecure as she said the word criminal. "So, I don't look okay at all?" I asked in a low tone, starting to feel a bit stupid.

Rarity shook her head and gave me a hug. "No, that's not what I'm saying! I'm just saying that if you were to to be held on trial for wearing something that wasn't designated to your gender... and for you to pull it off so well, then you'd be guilty as charged."

"So I look okay?" I asked, not really sure why I was genuinely worried about my appearance.

"In short, I've lost my confidence, as a mare, standing next to you."

I will say, Rarity sure knows how to sell a dress, even if it's on a guy. I can see why her business does so well.

"Thanks."

"No... thank you for being such a wonderful client."

I found myself laughing lightly at her response, my reason being is that she doesn't get paid anything to make clothes for me. At least, not that I'm aware of. But my laughter is cut short as she closes in on me.

"I mean it."

I look to her, seeing that she veers off to the side as she wraps her hooves around my neck, bringing me in for a long, tight hug. Initially caught off guard, I wrapped my arms around her to return the sentiment. She loosens up a bit, whispering in my ear.

"You're all that this fashionista could ask for in a client."

My eyes open wide as I feel the sensation of two moistened lips kissing me on my cheekbone, her touch, soft and tender as she pulled away slowly. Her lips seemed to have melted into my skin as she pulls away. They seemed to latch onto me as much as the strips I used just recently, only her sting was a pleasant one. A tingling sensation surged from my cheek on down my spine.

Even the panties I wore started to become even more uncomfortable than they already were as I felt myself becoming slightly aroused by the gentle touch of the seamstress.

As she released her hug, she slid off of me like water off of oil. Her hooves finally met with the ground, yet I could see that she was very much shaken from the action she took towards me. A light shade of pink graced her cheeks as she looked away from me bashfully. As she turned around, I found myself watching her movement as she left. She didn't walk with her usual prim and proper trot-step, but rather a subtle sway. I could tell she wanted to jump up and down, but we both knew that she wouldn't dare do it in front of me. As the distance between us grew, she started to speed up, almost galloping out of the barn, giggling all the while.

But as she made her way to the exit, I could see a smaller shadow standing by the door, watching her as she left. I knew that it was Spike, but I honestly didn't know how he had felt about what she did. I was too mesmerized by the swaying of her hips to even give it a thought.

At last, she and the young dragon had taken their leave. Now all there was that waited for me was two snickering mares that stood outside. I sighed as I readied myself to face the two partners in crime. Straightening out my dress, I decided that if I was going to walk out there, then I was going to wreck it like I was on the runway. Once again saying, if I was gonna be wearing this dress, then I might as well work it.

I finally stepped outside, gaining two boisterous laughs as Rainbow Dash and Applejack rolled around on the ground, barely holding back tears of pain. They looked at me and tried to pause long enough to say something, but failed miserably as they continued to laugh. It took them a full thirty seconds to finally get a word in.

"S-so..." Rainbow Dash began, out of breath. "H-how do you feel?"

"Y-ya feel p-p-pretty?" Applejack stuttered before going back into her laugh.

I responded with hand on my hip, a tilted head and a flicked wrist. "Don't be jealous because I look good. If you tried to wear this dress, the two of you would look like hot, flaming trash."

Instantly, the two mares stopped laughing and stared at me slack-jawed.

Whipping my arm in a Z formation, I launched my right hand to the air and snapped at them as I started to walk off. "Slay!"

Putting one foot in front of the other, I made sure to exaggerate my hips swaying as I worked the shit out of this dress. I strutted my way towards the castle in the setting sun. Bitches can hate, but they gotta look to hate though.

Step, 2, 3, 4. Work! Turn to the left. Work! Now turn to the right. Work, sashay, shante.

Finally making it back to the palace, I continued to strut my stuff until I reached the doors that lead to my room. Finally feeling the burn from my workout walk, I giggled at the fact that I had, for the first time, a clever comeback to an insult and said it without as much as a stutter. Despite my humiliation, I've managed to turn it into a win. At least my legs are silky smooth and I look, as Rarity would call it, criminal.

But there was one thing that definitely was in the back of my mind as I walked from one side of town to another with a big smile on my face. Is it possible that Rarity actually had a thing for me? I mean, did she? I understood that it was just a kiss on the cheek and that could mean anything at this point. But what she said to me about being her client, something about being all that she could ever ask for in one. I was completely lost.

Yeah, I was supposed to spend some quality time with Applejack and Rainbow Dash today, but I think I would have to catch them on a later date. For now, lets get myself out of these panties. My two-by-meat technology isn't going to function properly without the appropriate clearance. Looking either way, I opened my door and slid into my bedroom with as little sound as possible.

"Hello, Nondis."

My heart beats at a million miles a second. Clutching my chest, I stared back at the purple alicorn sitting on my bed, staring back at me with a stern expression.

At that moment I remembered what all had happened in here this morning. And that confidence from just recently had now subsided into fear. Twilight rose from her bed and walked to me.

"Hey, Twilight." I spoke nervously. "Sorry about that. I think I might've walked into the wrong room." That's bullshit because only I have the key to this room... except the landlord of castle, who is also the owner of said room. Dammit.

"That's a nice dress you're wearing. Who made it?" She asked, seemingly angry with the fact that I had started to fiddle with the door, hoping I could ease my way back out.

"Well... you know... I've gotten into a really embarrassing wager with Applejack and Rainbow-" The tumblers of the door clicked, finally letting me make my escape. But before I could even get a foot into the hall, I found myself transported to my bed on the other side of the room. I looked up to see the door closed once more and Twilight standing directly in front of me.

"You saw something this morning. I know you did."

I could understand her anger with me. I managed to catch a glimpse of something I shouldn't have. It was an invasion of her privacy and I am more than remorseful of it. "I didn't mean to! I swear!"

"What did you see!?"

There was no backing out of it now. She had me cornered. If I was to go into hiding, she'd know where I could and couldn't go. She knows this town like I know the back of my hand. And plus she could teleport to any place she so chooses at will. I might as well admit to her what I saw.

"What did you see?" She asked calmly, using her teleportation to stand directly over me, pinning me to my bed.

With a gulp, I finally confess.

"R... R-rings."

Twilight looked away from me with discomfort. I knew that she was angry at me now.

"Oh... You... weren't suppose to see those."

To my surprise, she sounded more sheepish than livid. I actually expected her to blast me with her magic or turn me into some sort of newt. But instead, she just climbed off of me and walked away.

"Twilight, look. I am so-OOOLY FUCK!"

As she stood in place, she pulled back her tail and showed me what I had gotten a glimpse of just earlier this morning. A lightly glazed set of purple lips, sealed off by a pair of silver rings. Twilight face ran red as she presented herself before me. "I guess you're probably wondering why those are there."

That and why you're so openly showing this to me. "Uh... yeah."

Flipping her tail down, she turns back to face me, trying her best to look at me as she explained herself. "The truth of the matter is... I'm abstinent. I've been this way since I was a foal. In fact, my rings were placed on me by my mom as soon as I was inducted into Princess Celestia's tutelage. The reason being is because I couldn't afford myself to bed stallions as long as I was the student to the princess."

I just nodded my head in agreement as she continued.

"See, the thing about these rings is that since I was also made princess, those rings were replaced by these rings instead. They're enchanted to soothe me whenever the estrus season starts. They also negate any surges of lust that are induced by the season. So... as you can guess, I've never been with a stallion... I mean, I've been with plenty of stallions as friends, and... one that... I had an interest in... but as far as going any further than a kiss... no."

Well, that's a lot of personal info. But that does bring up the question. "Can you remove them?"

"I mean, yeah! I can on my own. Whenever I want to or need to, whether it's for hygienic purposes or... for my special somepony. But mainly for the first reason."

"Then how about the second?"

Twilight looked away from me completely. "I've never had one. And I don't think I will."

"Twilight... I'm so-"

"But... It make me feel somewhat relieved that someone actually wanted to take a peek."

I'm so lost. "What?"

"Well, with my being a princess, stallions are scared to even approach me just for a casual conversation. There's no way that anypony would even look my way for something like that. "

"But what I did was an accident." I added.

"I know. But... just for a second... just tell me, am I... you know... attractive?"

The implications of that question left me scratching my head. "Define attracti-"

"Do I look appealing to the eye? Like if I was just without a title, I'm not a student of the princess, just plain me. If you were a stallion and you saw what you just did, would you... like what you saw?"

I have a boner and I don't even know why. "Well... yeah! I mean, hell yeah! You're sexy as-" Cutting myself off, I finally realized that that last part may have been a bit much. "I mean... Yes. You are very... attractive."

Twilight finally looked at me with a relieved smile. "Thanks. I asked because this was the first time a stallion has ever thought of me that way, or from what I was aware of. Though I'm pretty sure that my big brother may have a different view on the matter considering that he's Captain of the Guard."

"Yeah... But... can I change clothes now?"

Twilight blinked and instantly performed a one-eighty, making sure that I was out of her view. "Oh, sure. Go on ahead."

Okay. Now I know this is deliberate. Twilight showing me what she did just now, telling me why, staying in my room while I change clothes. "Um... Twilight-"

"Yes?"

And I've been meaning to know the answer to this question since this morning. "Why did you stay in my room while I was taking a shower?"

Twilight jumped at the moment my question left my lips. In mere seconds, she was transformed from a strong headed princess to a clumsy teenage girl. "Well, you... um... I... we..."

She couldn't even come up with a logical excuse. If she wanted to see anything, all she had to do was ask...

Wait a damn minute, different species asswipe! What the fuck are you even saying? All she had to do was ask.

Twilight suddenly showed a look of disapproval as she stared to something directly behind me. "Discord, I know you're there. Stop hiding in the window."

I turned around to see if the Draconequus was sitting in the window. All I could see was the vines from the castle and the late-evening sky. I turned back around to speak, but found myself alone in my room.

You know, that's the second time I've fell for something today that seemed convincing, at worst. While calling attention to the window, she waited until I looked away from her before teleporting to somewhere other than here. By the time I would've turned around, she'd be well out of the room before explaining to me why she was in here this morning. Especially if I had to take a shower and change clothes.

Clever girl.

Throughout my time here in Equestria, I've gotten to know many others and have befriended most of them. I found myself starting to fit into a society not of my own. Peaceful, light-hearted, caring. True, I haven't left Ponyville to find out about anything dark, sinister or dangerous, but I do know that the society here is an improvement over the one that I have come to know. Besides, where else can I go waltzing around town with a dress and no one even defame me for it? I can't even find myself being angry with those circumstances because I'm too busy enjoying myself.

But that doesn't mean that I enjoy wearing dresses. Let's not get that confused.

So yeah, there are times where I look at my current circumstances and ask myself: Am I willing to leave here? Am I really going to leave this perfect little utopia for the place that shuns my very existence?

I think I should reword that question... This place is far from perfect. It's not exactly a utopia either. In truth, even the finest of stones are not without cracks.

It seems that with recent developments, I find myself asking more questions than I'm finding the answers to. I mean, the mares I've gotten to know aren't the problem. They're awesome. But as far as Pinkie's concerned...

...I'm not so sure that this world is perfect anymore.

Okay. Now that I've managed to get to this point, I've finally seen for myself the drastic improvements I have made when it came to my writing. Originally, this was the plotline of an earlier fanfic by the name of Friendship Is Eternal (Torment). However I changed up the execution and the style. The comedy remained the same (for the most part).

I wrote this story as a means to take note of my first story, it's initial failure, what I did wrong and what I needed to improve upon. So when I said I was trying something different, I was meaning that I wanted to compare myself to myself when I first started. That sounds like an ego-trip, but I'm doing it for myself so that I can see where I've done well, what I still need to work on, etc.

This isn't the halfway point yet, but I feel as if I should thank everyone who fav'd and liked the story. As of now, this story has +350 favs and I will do my damnest to make sure that my writing improves.

So thanks for the 350 plus some odd faves. This made my weekend.