>Be anon in equestria. >Pones don't do the sex thing. >Be at Rarity's boutique helping the fancy mare with fancy things. >"Oh anon! You should stand over here the light is much better!" >Of course in this instance fancy things involve helping Rarity in creating clothes suiting bipeds. >"Do you think other creatures would like to wear clothing?" >"I mean all you humans wear clothes, but do dragons? minotaurs?" >"So many possibilities in the world of fashion!" >Rarity continued to talk on as she magicked tape measures and fabric around you. >For the moment you were her living, and only, bipedal mannequin. >"At ta ta!" >"Chin up!" >"Oh this color goes great with your eyes." >Rarity then presses her forehooves against your chest as she gets a closer look at your eyes. >They are incredibly soft. >"Oh darling, your eyes are rather pretty." >She says fluttering her eyelashes. >"And they DO go great with this fabric." >Rarity hops down to go do some adjustments to the cloth she was handling. >As you stand waiting you are entranced by her elegance. >Her soft hooves, her kind demeanor, the way she moves, especially how she props up her hind hooves to give her plot that much more presentation. >It wasn't long until she was back at you measuring and comparing away again. "Hey Rarity?" >"Yes anon dear?" "How are your hooves so soft if they are, well, hooves?" >"Ah ha! Looking for grooming advice?" >"I'll make a gentlecolt out of you yet!" >Rarity then magicked a bottle of lotion up to you showing it off like a salespony would. >"I use this several times a day." >"Keeps my hooves nice and soft, nary a crack or break anywhere." >"Its a necessity when working with fabric as I do." >"Can't chance some errant keratin scratching up an important garment." >She giggles as she places her hooves on the palm of your hands, letting you take in all the softness. >A wild boner appears. >"Oh my!" >"Is that your?" >She let out a light giggle. >"Oh Twilight told me all about this." she said with a slight blushing grin. >"I'm so flattered anon!" >"So what set you off pre tell?" >"Was it my elegance? My ladylike charm? Oh no it has to be my hooves am I right?" >She lifts one of her forehooves to you, showing off the butt shaped soft flesh underneath. >"Well darling, its a good thing Miss Rarity has exactly what you need." >She wasted no time in ripping down your shorts and underwear. >Your soldier was indeed at attention and its springiness amused her. >"Oh my is that thing all muscle?" >"Its so big and veiny!" >"No wonder it hurts when it gets hard." she says in a babying voice as she plants a light smooch on your tip. >She sets aside her fashion instruments as she sprays some of the lotion on her hooves. >"This reminds me of something the spa ponies told me during one of my massages." >"Something about tense muscles holding in stress." >"Well anyway, I'm sure you know where I'm going with this." She says with a look of determination. >Rarity then pressed her soft hooves against your member. >She was careful to press the softest flesh of her frogs against you. >And with every motion she would delicately kiss your tip causing it to twitch in excitement. >Rarity really seemed to be enjoying this. >You stood there like the mannequin you were pretending to be. >"Mmm, the flavor reminds me of a seaweed pate I once had in Canterlot." >She said while jerking you off. >She then progressed from kissing to letting her tongue freely rub on your cock. >"Twilight said you have a saying where you're from?" >"A lady always swallows?" >Over the course of the hoofjob you came closer and closer to your climax. >And as you got closer Rarity focused more and more on the more sensitive parts of your member. >Saliva and precum dripped to the floor of the boutique as you orgasmed. >It took all of your strength not to collapse into a puddle right there. >Suddenly Rarity enveloped your dong into her mouth as you spewed your seed. >It filled her cheeks and after taking a moment to savor the flavor she finished with a ladylike swallow. >"Ah" she sighed. >"Not bad, I'll have to get some crackers next time." >"I do think it would make a nice spread." >"And speaking of spreads, we'll have to do this again sometime." >"And I would like you to do me a favor then, a massage of my glutes perhaps?" >"Twilight said you do a better job than the spa ponies." >"It must be quite an experience with those hands of yours." >"Now about that fabric." >Rarity then pulled up your pants and underwear and essentially went back to business as if nothing had happened.