Author's Notes:

Grab a box of tissues, find a private room, dim the lights, and throw away your shame, 'cause we be getting into some clop territory in this chapter. For those who aren't into the explicit scenes, once you know where it is (which I think is around three quarters of the way through the chapter), you can stop there since the rest of the chapter's mostly clop material.

So without further ado, enjoy the read.

EDIT: I have been informed that what I put down near the end of the chapter isn't necessarily clop, but pretty much as close to a strip tease/show as it can get. I apologize for the misinterpretation of dirty words, but I figured any fappable material would be considered clop. Don't worry though, there WILL be clop to the right definition in this story later on. I promise.

[3:15 p.m.]

Ms. Star turned quickly to face me with widened eyes after I asked the question. She stood there frozen for a bit, looking like she was trying to get her senses back on reality. She glanced from side to side, and there were no other ponies on staff around. She then took a long sigh to try and calm herself down before she wiped her glasses with a handkerchief that was in her pocket.

Huh, she looks really different without those on. Wonder if she was always wearing glasses?

“I suppose… We would have to discuss this eventually. Might as well do it now,” Ms. Star said after she put her glasses back on.

“You want to take this in the break room?” I asked.

She nodded in response before we went further down the hallway, and took the next right where the break room was. It looked pretty empty. There were bottles of water on the counter, along with some different brands of chips stocked in a basket. There was also a table with chairs to sit in as well.

Okay, this is good. I got her to speak at least, and there’s nopony else in the room. I’ll have to take as much advantage of this to talk to Ms. Star privately as much as I'm able.

I closed the door once we were inside, and Ms. Star took a seat.

“You want some water?” I asked. She nodded in response, and I took two bottles of water off the counter before I sat across the table from her, and passed the water over.

After we took a few sips, we sat there in silence for a moment. She probably was having trouble what to say since she was looking to the side, so I guess I should start things off. There’s been something on my mind after hearing about Fleur and Ms. Star’s history. Even if I get some kind of backlash, it’s a good of a start in conversation as any.

“So… Something I’ve been meaning to ask, and please correct me if I’m wrong, but… Are you and Fleur… In a romantic relationship, or you have a huge crush on her or something?” I asked.

Ms. Star looked at me with widened eyes, and a hint of blush in her cheeks. “… Huh?” She asked.

“It’s just that… Seeing how close you two are, and how you kept Fleur away from other stallions, I just figured that, well—“

“No! There’s NOTHING like that between us!” She exclaimed while shaking her hands out front, getting more flustered than before. She tried to keep calm, took a few deep breaths, and collected herself before she continued. “I’ll admit… She and I fooled around and ‘tried’ a few things when we were younger, but we came to terms that things like that may not work between us, and it’s best that we just stayed as friends. I love Fleur as a dear friend, and I always will no matter what happens.”

“Are you afraid that she might leave you, or not pay as much attention to you like before if she started seeing somepony else?” I asked. “I’m not trying to take her away from you or anything if that’s the case, I just want to become a good friend and secretary for Fleur… Same goes for you, if not the former, at least make good acquaintances.”

“… That might have been part of it, but it’s not just that,” Ms. Star answered with a sigh. “I won’t go into too much detail yet, but Fleur was devastated after she and Solar Flare broke up. I feel partially to blame for such sadness, and I didn’t want her to go through that ever again. So when I became her manager, I promised to myself that I wouldn’t let anything like that happen to her again. So I tried to keep the suspicious looking stallions away from Fleur since then.”

“But it’s been five years since that break-up right?” I asked. “From as far as I can see, despite how agitated she looked during the news broadcast, Fleur looked like she had moved on from that a long time ago, and probably learned from it too. I’m sure she’s more aware of what she wants and looks for in a stallion since then, and knows how to take better care of herself. Plus, does Fleur really look like a pony to blame you for her break up with Solar Flare? Did she tell you that specifically?”

Ms. Star sat there in silence with a confused expression. She looked up to recall those times if there ever was any hint of that notion Fleur acted upon her. “I may not know much about friendships, but if the two of you have such a close and strong bond with each other for as long as I can guess, I don't think Fleur would ever blame you for what happened with her and Solar Flare,” I continued. “I’m sure if you talked to her about it, she would pretty much repeat what I just said. Did the two of you ever talked anymore about that break up since then?”

She opened her mouth to answer, but closed it to think back once more. “… No, I don’t think we have,” she answered.

“Something tells me that if you’ve never known for sure, you have never forgave yourself for what you might have caused, and that may be why you haven’t moved on from that break up like Fleur did,” I theorized. “I don’t know how much of a touchy subject that is right now, but I think you need to talk about these concerns with her so you’ll know for yourself whether or not you’re to blame for what happened. Then the two of you can talk things over about what to do next, and see if you can fix things up with her.”

“… I suppose you’re right,” Ms. Star conceded.

“Alright then. I think the best chance to chat may be sometime after this photo shoot, perhaps during the shop for Fancy Pants’ present. Let’s get things done here, and you two can talk privately then,” I said as I got up, and was about to open the door to leave the room before—

“W-wait!” Ms. Star exclaimed. I turned around to look back at her, giving her my attention. “Isn’t there something else we need to discuss?”

“What’s left to talk about?” I asked.

“… You mean to tell me you wanted to talk about how to fix my friendship with Fleur, and not about how I treated you so far?” She asked.

“I… Guess?” I replied with a shrug. “I didn’t really think too much on it when I came to you about this. I felt a little responsible for bringing this up in the first place after our lunch, and I kind of had an idea on how much you cared for Fleur even before this. I feel bad that I was basically a catalyst to all of this, and I didn’t want what happened at lunch to be the cause of your friendship with Fleur ending. That’s what’s been bugging my mind mostly, not much else.”

Ms. Star sat there wide-eyed silently for a bit before she suddenly fell into a fit of laughter. I raised an eyebrow, confused on whatever part of this joke I didn’t know I told about was to laugh about before she calmed down, cleared her throat, and fixed her glasses.

“You certainly have been full of surprises today, I’ll give you that,” she said as she got up, and walked toward me. “Fleur was right on one thing though. It wasn’t right of me to treat you the way I have since last night, and to all of the other stallions. I suppose since I couldn’t forgive myself, issues of trust with myself and other stallions followed through. I haven’t even thanked you for saving Fleur from that carriage yesterday. When I saw the incident on the news while I was in the spa, I dropped everything so I could find her and see if she was alright. I was so stressed and worried about her, my thinking wasn’t straight when I met you.”

“It’s fine Ms. Star, there’s not much to—“

“It is NOT alright Oz,” Ms. Star interrupted with a finger to my lips. I was surprised not only from the interruption, but how she even referred me by my first name. “Your resume was impressive; your omelet was delicious even WITH the mushrooms I had to pick out; though it was shaky at first, you handled the broadcast quite well; the agenda you made was also well-written; and I’ve never come to acknowledge any of those. I had some second thoughts about you, but I desperately pushed them out of my system so I wouldn’t let my guard down, and not give you a chance when I should have.

“I’m… Sorry for me not doing such, for laughing at you for being a virgin, for calling you pathetic, and just basically giving you a hard time altogether.”

“It’s no sweat,” I replied while waving a hand out front. “If it makes you feel better, I’ve dealt with worse bosses back on Earth. You’re like some sort of saint compared to them.”

Ms. Star chuckled a little at that before her expression turned to a sad smile. “I really did meant what I said though Oz. Again, I apologize for my behavior, and I thank you for saving Fleur’s life yesterday. Do you think… We could start over with a fresh clean slate?”

“I think I’d like that Ms. Star,” I replied with a small smile before I held my hand out to shake on it.

Ms. Star gazed at my hand, and she looked hesitant for a moment. She looked behind me to the door, making sure it was still closed before she looked at me, and gave me an awkward, yet warming hug that caught me off guard. She seemed tense at the sudden alien gesture before I felt her body relax, and heard a relieved sigh. “Please… Call me Shining.”

Huh, I guess hugs like this DO happen more often here than on Earth if Shining of all ponies is going this far.

I smiled a little as I returned the gesture with a few comforting pats to her back. Over the embrace, I notice something about this hug that was different compared to Fleur’s. Shining felt like she had softer, squeezable curves compared to Fleur’s, probably due to fatter tissue, but I still felt some muscle in there that told me she still tries to stay in shape. Then there was her chest… It was pressing against me a little more than Fleur’s. I wasn’t sure if it was because she was squeezing me tighter than her, or if she was actually a little bigger than her by at least a cup size. I had to admit, she probably has more to put out under that business attire than what could be seen in public.

I realized that we were in that hug a little more than what was needed before things got a little awkward, and it was about time I said something. “Um… I think we can let go now.”

“Huh? Oh, r-right,” Shining stuttered before we pulled back. She looked to the side with a slight blush while clearing her throat. “Yes, well… Don’t tell anypony what went on in here. Though I’m going to try to change for the better, I still need to maintain my position of authority. And don’t think this means you can slack off in your work Oz.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. My lips are sealed,” I replied before I made the motion of zipping my mouth, and throwing away the key.

“Alright, let’s get things done here, find you a birthday present for Fancy Pants, and get ready for the party later,” Shining suggested.

“I’m right behind ya,” I replied before the two of us grabbed a new bottle of water, got my case, left the break room, and went to the studio for the photo shoot.

“Oh and try not to get your virgin eyes too awestruck by Fleur’s nude form. She’s a beauty, sure, but we still need to keep things at a professional level around here,” Shining pointed out.

“Of course,” I responded.

When we got inside, there were a bunch of staff members moving props, chairs, and equipment around in a dimly lit room. There was a set that contained a white backdrop, plastic walls on adjacent sides, with one of them that aims towards the audience missing, a metal shower head, a panel of tiled floors with a drain, lights that helped make the set the most lit area of the room, and cameras aiming towards it. There was also a stool with the product of soap that I assumed is what’s going to be advertised.

“Could I take a whiff of that?” I asked Shining.

“There are sampler bottles over there with different scents,” she said as she pointed to a table with four baskets filled with respective scents. “The one Fleur’s using for the set is ‘Mare de Fur’s Luscious Lavender of the Heavenly Forbidden Collection’ if I recall. Not only a shampoo and conditioner for the fur in one, but leaves your coat smooth, and smelling fresh for longer periods than other products. There were three models before we came that used the other three kinds. It looks like we’re almost ready to start, so keep out of the set once that happens, alright?”

“Sounds good, thanks,” I replied as I set my things on a vacant chair before I went to the table to check out the samples.

Let’s see… There’s ‘Luscious Lavender,’ ‘Lovely Lily,’ ‘Spicy Cinnamon,’ and ‘Soothing Citrus.’ Well they certainly know how to name their products, that’s for sure. Sounds like all of these also act as some sort of stallion magnet.

I took a small bottle of the lavender kind first, opened the lid, and took a few whiffs of the scent.

Dang, so this is what Fleur will be using for the shoot? I could see why this would suit her. It gives off an elegant and comforting, yet attractive smell that matches her personality. It’s like she was an inspiration for this product.

I put the bottle down, and sampled the other three products.

The lily kind smelled sweet and inviting; cinnamon not only cleared my sinuses from its strength, but it gives off a passionate and an arousing feeling; finally the citrus was not only like the name of the product implied, but it leaves a feeling of freshness as well. It’s difficult to even call some of these products heavenly when the collection portrayed them as the complete opposite. I can probably see now why. Stallions would probably melt and wrap around any mare’s finger at their mercy. It’s almost sinful from how much lust this brand of product could give off, as if this was made in hell.

Once I finished sampling and put the products back, I returned to my seat where Shining sat next to me.

“So how were they?” She asked.

“They smelled really nice,” I replied. “I could see why they put Fleur next to the lavender kind. It’s like the product was MADE out of her.”

“Really now? Then just for fun’s sake, which would you say fits me?” Shining asked with a slightly smug expression.

“Most likely the cinnamon kind,” I answered. “Not only strong, but it can take control with great passion, and probably give ponies a good time.”

“Okay, now I KNOW you’re just trying to sweet talk me,” Shining rebutted. “Strong I can probably buy, but what makes you think about the other two? Especially the last one when CLEARLY I’ve been giving you of all people the complete opposite.”

“Well I can tell from how Fleur talks about you that you put a lot of work into helping her becoming a great supermodel,” I explained. “I mentioned earlier how I admired your loyalty, and how much you cared for her, and that still holds true. That’s where I got the passionate part from. As for giving ponies a good time, Fleur mentioned how you can be a great pony once I get to know you. Sure, we may have gotten to a rocky start, but quite frankly, it’s been quite a blast working with you two so far. I’ve NEVER gotten this much excitement in a job back on Earth, and as we’re getting on better terms than last night, I’m kind of eager to learn more about you two as we work together, and maybe have some fun along the way.”

Shining sat there with eyes widened before she turned her attention away, crossed her arms, and cleared her throat. “Yes, well… Despite the craziness sometimes, I suppose this job has its… Perks.” I then suddenly saw a slight twitch of her tail poking behind her chair as if it was trying to shake off something.

It’s probably going to take her some time before she starts to treat guys better, but I think she can take the challenge.

“Alright everypony, we’re going to start in ten! Take your positions!” The director pony exclaimed through a megaphone before the rest of the staff scrambled to get things ready. I looked behind us, and saw Fleur walking down in an aqua colored bathrobe, with her make up removed, but mane and tail still styled like earlier.

Alright Ozzy, this is it. Try not to freak out over what you’re about to see, this is just business. Plus there aren’t any other models in similar states either. It’s just Fleur, the first real friend you’ve made in Equestria, and possibly in your lifetime. She’s done this probably many times, and she trusts you. Just try to give her your full support, and make her comfortable if you see any sign of tension.

Fleur walked into the set with a smile on her face, almost in a strut like she was on a catwalk, as if she was eager to show the world what she’s made of.

“Ready the lights!” The director exclaimed, to which the ponies working the respected equipment. “Cameras! Dim the studio! Ms. De Lis, are you ready?!”

“Ready as I’ll ever be dearie~,” Fleur sang before she practically ripped the robe off her body, and all the guys on staff besides me cheered in various ways.

“Tch. Stallions,” Shining scoffed while rolling her eyes, as my own were practically glued to the sight before me.

Fleur looked confident, perhaps proud of her nude, hourglass shaped figure, and she should be. Her body frame was thin, but not enough that you could see the ribs. It was like she had the perfect balance of fat that made her not only look healthy, but something that should be showcased in an art museum that would make Leonardo Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa look like a kid’s drawing. Her fat looked like it filled in the right places that mattered most.

Starting from the top, her breasts were perky. They weren’t big enough for perhaps a D cup, but they have a good enough roundness to bounce a little as she walked. Her pink nipples that her fur wasn’t covering were poking out, probably because from how slightly cold the place was, and they looked sensitive enough to make her spine shiver if they were given the slightest touch.

Moving downwards, her stomach also looked to be filled enough to be considered healthy too. With her white fur, I was having an urge to give it a comforting rub like one would for a dog, but just enough to feel every fine hair that brushed under my hand while her stomach would rise and fall from breathing. Going lower, her hips looked voluptuous, and big enough to give plenty of love to. Her cutie mark that was shown on her arms were also seen on her lower sides, taking up most of the space, and moved as she walked.

Watching from behind, her round, perky butt was practically hypnotizing as their cheeks shifted in a figure eight while her tail swayed to the opposite sides. Finally, even her legs looked well sculpted as her hooves clopped on the tiled floors.

“Alright! Start the hot water!” The director exclaimed, and soon water came rushing out of the metal shower head, hitting Fleur’s head while it ran down her nude form, making her fur shine from the light’s reflection. “Alright Fleur, squirt some soap, and begin when you’re ready. Get the cameras rolling, and ACTION!”

So I’m basically going to be watching Fleur washing herself… I am SO going to hell for this am I?

I crossed my legs tightly as Fleur’s fur got soaked enough, levitated the bottle of soap from the stool to her, and squeezed a glop on her hand before putting it back. She rubbed and lathered the soap together in her hands enough before she started washing her arms in a slow, thorough manner. When she got from the arms to her collar and breasts, the latter was getting covered in suds as they were pressed, squeezed, and shifted together. It was just mesmerizing how soft, yet firm they looked. Though there were three cameras pointing and running, Fleur rotated and shifted from side to side enough so they could get any good shots possible.

She worked on her back next. I didn’t realize how flexible she was in the arms from how she could barely get those hard to reach places. Probably because from all of that yoga she had done. Then there was her stomach, sides (along with her cutie marks), and butt, accentuating the curves that make up her body frame in a slow, seductive matter. When she finally got to the legs, she bent over enough to reach, but also to give the cameras some great, eye-catching shots of her butt, thighs, and legs covered in the bubbly suds.

Once she got the last part of her body cleaned, she whipped her mane back, flinging water that hit the plastic wall along the way, and let the hot water run down to soak her fur once more, rinsing the soap and suds off her body with a refreshing smile on her face.

“And CUT! Kill the waterworks! Excellent job Ms. De Lis!” The director exclaimed. “We got some great shots, and we’ll show you the final product when we’re ready. THAT’S A WRAP EVERYPONY!” There was a bell that then rang, and I blinked while getting back into reality from my trance.

One of the female staff brought Fleur a towel, and the robe she walked in with before she gladly accepted, dried herself, and slipped on her robe. As she walked out of the set, she stopped by next to me with that same calm, comforting smile with half-lidded eyes. “So what did you think Ozzy? Not so bad right?” She asked.

“… Uh… Heheh,” I laughed nervously while scratching the back of my head.

Fleur giggled at my pathetic attempt of forming words. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it in time. Well I’ll be seeing you out front, and we’ll head to the shopping district to find that present next, okay? I’ll see you soon~,” she sang before she walked out of the studio with Glitter Spell.

I sat there staring off into space once Fleur left, trying to wrap my head around what the heck I just watched, what I was feeling, how, and why.

“Lucky YOU get to work with somepony like her, huh guy?” One of the male staff asked before he chuckled, patted my back and walked off.

Shining sighed while rubbing the eyes under her glasses before she got up. “Well are you going to sit there all day, or are we going to get that present? We don’t have all day you know,” she pointed out.

“… Could you just give me a couple minutes to myself for a moment?”