Author's Notes:

Shifting Gears a little here, this one of two chapters focusing on a day in the limelight for some of the female residents of the town. I might do this again for some of the male residents, let me know in the comments if that’s something you are interested in seeing.

As always, you know my policies.

Stellar Weave looked in the mirror; her bright indigo lingerie went well with her coat, she tossed her fluffy starry silver mane trying to think of other attires to wear throughout the week. Walking about one’s home in lingerie wasn’t considered taboo in Equestria proper, in one’s place business or some other public locale sure, but this was intended to be a community where such faux pas were done away with. She hadn’t shared this little secret with anypony, and even felt a need to hide it from her roommate when she attended Luna’s school, but she felt most comfortable and confident in nothing but lingerie.

It wasn’t that she wanted to shamelessly throw around her figure, she didn’t care about her personal looks like that. Although, having the figure she did compounded with DDD-Cup breasts didn’t hurt when she made comments about wanting to be a fashion pony. Of course, her family had thought she meant being model when she had meant being a designer. She had grown up admiring the works of Rarity, and even saw the white mare as a bit of an idol. She was actually surprised by just how many attractive looking ponies had signed up for this project.

She had been caught a bit off guard, but not really surprised, when Spike had told her had a crush Rarity for years, a crush he admitted was one-sided, and he had eventually managed to outgrow. Although, he had inspired her to make a series of undergarments for stallions and mares that were modeled after dragons she had seen over the course of her life. She also created a set of swimwear that was dragon inspired and was among the first items she chose to put on display, amusingly alongside some of her themed lingerie.

The lingerie she was in was meant to resemble a twilight period with its coloration and look; she even entertained the idea of sending a few sets of it to Princess Twilight as a gift. Spike and Daring would probably be all for it, for different reasons she was sure, but the princess herself would probably have a reaction far more in line with what most Equestrians would if a pony they hardly knew gave them such intimate attire.

Stellar Weave caressed her own waist a bit before heading out to the town; it was time to show the world the real her. On her way down from the upper level of the complex she spotted group mares that seemed to have their eyes trained on the lingerie in the window and blushing vibrant shades of crimson and scarlet, one of them looked like she might be Eventide Note, but before she could confirm any of it the mares dashed off as if they had noticed her approach.

She had actually ridden on the train most of the way in the same booth as Eventide; the two had looked like they were hitting it off when they conversed with each other. Eventide had spoken at length of her love of foals and desire to be a teacher at a school, even if it was once in her entire lifetime, and bemoaned all her misfortune of that not happening until being confirmed for this project. Stellar found the mare’s passion delightful.

Thinking back, Stellar Weave wondered if Daring had picked up on the hidden kinks of the confirmed residents, they were told about the background behind the town’s construction and the fact the community was meant to intentionally disregard several societal taboos found in Equestria and the Crystal Empire is what had drawn her to this place, to begin with. She wasn’t going to meandering around the town flaunting her figure; Daring certainly didn’t. She was just going to stroll about town the way she had always wanted to, and none of it was sexual in nature. Of course, most ponies wouldn’t see it that way.

Amusingly, the first one to see her outside, in her lingerie, was Daring Do. Daring didn’t say anything, she just stopped up next Stellar and gave her an intrigued lookover before giving her two thumbs up and continuing on, all while completely naked.

Stellar Weave decided to talk a stroll through the residential district, knowing full well what many of the ponies there would say and not caring for what might have been the first in her life. The head of the town literally just gave her a thumbs up while moving about town completely nude. In short, she was done with going about the way other ponies considered appropriate.

When she got to the residential district she was pleasantly surprised to see several other residents going around half-naked, they all were wearing pants or skirts, but their torsos were wholly uncovered. She even saw the youngest of the alicorns, Flurry Heart, observing several ponies from one of her upper windows as she approached the central bathhouse. Stellar needed a good morning wash, and was actually excited by the prospect of a communal bath. The events of the bath the day prior were almost inspirational.

Her good cheer quickly ended when she felt her rear get pinched. She promptly turned around and scanned or likely culprits, she didn’t see anypony close enough. Just when she thought she was in the clear, she felt another pinch on her other cheek. Naturally, she got annoyed. A spell that she knew was just what this moment called for, something she used for finding hard to see items around her place.

Stellar Weave lit up her horn and began to see ripple-like waves in the air, ripples that flowed around every solid object within twenty feet of her, including a unicorn believing themself to be invisible. She caught the caster off guard by catching their arm as it made an attempt to make another pinch. When the caster was caught Stellar saw the arm and the hooves of the pony in question flicker for a bit, which meant losses in concentration would likely end the spell. Stellar decided she would just end things quickly and decked the pony where she thought their face might be.

When she did the invisible pony came into view, it appeared to be a sunny red unicorn stallion in a mockery of a Royal Guard uniform. Flurry appeared next to her in a Flash of teleportation, with a very displeased look on her face, she was in a set of frilly pink lingerie that was adorned with crystal hearts. “I thought we had wards erected over the town to protect against stuff like this, either this pony is highly skilled at circumventing the wards we have in place or he has access to resources that allow him to possess materials to do so.”

“Either way,” came Spike’s voice as he and Daring approached, he was shirtless and wearing a pair of aurora blue swim trunks, “this is a major security concern we thought we guarded against.”

“Before the project officially began,” said Daring, “we were here with the princesses, after making our agreement with the local wildlife and knowing it would be some time before any of us returned here, Princess Twilight put up some wards she said should last until the end of the year that were intended to prevent things like this. This fool,” she gave the unconscious unicorn an unapproving stare, “shouldn’t even know this location or have the ability to get here.”

“The only official way to get here is through the train at the Crystal Empire,” said Flurry, “a train that all the residents here had to board after providing proof they were who they said they were, and the train had a number of spell nullification charms cast on it, mostly to keep ponies from sneaking on with invisibility, illusion, or teleportation magic.”

“The only ones who know the exact coordinates are the project head, who is currently right next to me,” said Spike, “the princesses, Shining Armor, and Fluttershy. All of whom are in agreement that the exact coordinates of this place are to be kept secret for the next five years or so. For this idiot, who is definitely not confirmed, and terrible at choosing deceptive attire, to be here like this means we have a potentially major breach of security.”

“Does this place have somewhere for holding criminals or problematic citizens,” inquired Stellar Weave.

“Yes,” said Daring, “but we weren’t expecting problems this soon, it’s up but unstationed.”

“The princesses are still trying to decide which members of the guard would be best suited for this place,” said Spike, “the earliest they said we would have anyone would be some time in the next three months.”

“And even then,” said Flurry, “the most guards that would present would be around six, and even then only about a third of them would be unicorns.”

“Unicorns that were likely never taught any spells for locating hard to see or invisible targets,” said Spike, “invisibility is a spell with a lot of potential for abuse, especially in today’s world. As such, the crown likes to keep tabs on all ponies that either know or are studying such spells. And all those ponies are on a very tight watch list, for their safety as much as the public’s.”

“Observations they themselves are made aware of and are required to sign off on if they wish to continue their practice and research of such spells,” said Daring. “Of all the known practitioners of invisibility spells, around seventy percent are in the guard and are dedicated to observing ponies of interest in any number of cases.”

“The rest are hired out for various observation jobs and are required by law to report to the guard where they are working, where the job they have is sending them and how long the job they are being hired for is intended to last,” said Spike. “All of whom are supposed to be professionals, and none would act as unprofessional as this moron.”

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The harassment complaint forms were in the holding facility, and Stellar Weave was definitely filing a sexual harassment report. Thankfully, it wasn’t any of her new neighbors. Daring had Spike carry the jerk to his holding cell, and for extra emphasis she placed him in restraints that kept his arms in the back of him and a magic canceling ring on his horn, all of which they had multiple in a locked closet at the facility that looked like it was part of the wall. Looks like they didn’t have any of those materials within reach of offenders.

Daring met her outside and just said, “Pass that off to Flurry Heart and she’ll send it along to the proper pony, she’s already bringing this breach to the attention of the princesses. Also, be a bit careful around Spike, he won’t do anything because he’s too much of a nice guy for that sort of thing but does have a bit of a clothing and outfit fetish due to an overly extended crush. Right now, he’s with Flurry filing a separate report.”

“Thanks for the info,” said Stellar Weave, “why did you give me a sign of approval when you saw me this morning?”

“Because you were embracing the policies of the town so readily. On another note, I would rather not have the residential and commercial quarters, along with the bathhouses, under constant surveillance of the Royal Guard, it would make this whole place look more like a penal colony than a social project.”

“I agree,” said Stellar, “I’m surprised a perv like that was able to slip in at all.”

“We’ll hopefully better prepared for the next one. Besides, we probably should have had one or two guards here just to be safe.”

“But given the near scandal that happened with one of the contracted teams,” said Stellar Weave, “I can see why you’re all being so cautious about who gets assigned here. So, does that mean you’ll be leaving soon to personally see who gets assigned here?”

“It still takes some time to arrange and prep the train,” said Daring, “so might still be a few days before I can do that. Having any members with the ability to fly would give away the location for anypony that’s learned the general location of this community, which means even if it would be faster to fly myself I can’t just yet. Hopefully, in a few years, we’ll have our own trained community security.”

“If it isn’t any trouble, I’ll work on a few prototype designs for that and run them by you when I can.”

“That would be lovely, thank you.”

With that Stellar Weave headed to the Flurry’s house and handed it to the young alicorn before heading off for a much-needed soak. As she left Flurry was careful not to watch the mare’s rear, in light of what happened. Choosing instead to aim her gaze somewhere else so as to be respectful of the mare.