Does this make my butt look big? [Oneshot]

>You bring your fist up to knock on the door of Rarity's boutique.

>At first you hesitate, you're a little worried about what she might have designed for you.

>Her style is a little... Flashy, which doesn't suit you at all.

>Considering you're the only human here, it's hard enough to blend in without a suit made out of emeralds or some other gem.

>Giving in due to the need for clothes you knock three times.

>It doesn't take long before Rarity's chirpy voice calls out, "Come in~!"

>As you walk in, a bell above the door chimes and Rarity steps into the room.

>"Ah, Anon darling, I've been expecting you."

"Yeah," you nervously scratch the back of your head. As you look around you see many extravagant dresses, all something you'd expect to see at a high-class model shoot back home.

>"Well don't just stand there, come this way. I can't wait to see what you think."

"Yeah, me too."

>Your uneasiness shows through but Rarity doesn't pick up on it.

>She grabs your sleeve in her magic grip and pulls you into the showroom.

>As the two of you walk into the room, your fears are confirmed but not how you imagined it.

"Oh god."

>"Magnific, no?"

>She gleams at you with pride and it's heart wrenching to have to tell her this but you can't wear them, theses are dresses.

"I can't wear them."

>She's shattered and a look of shock instantly appears on her face.

>"W-Why not? I did the best I could... a-and everything is done perfectly."

"Yes but human males don't wear dresses. We wear pants and shirts, like this."

>You point to the clothes you're already wearing, they've become dirty and stinky from the constant use and even worn out.

>"I-I guess I can design a few new ensembles for you but first you need to get rid of that disgusting thing."

"I don't have any other clothes, that's why I needed new ones. Remember?"

>"Well I'm sorry but you need to be in something clean while I make you some new ones."

>You think about it for a moment as you look over the dresses.

>The first is a bright pink princess like dress you'd see on Princess Peach with a heart shaped brooch on the right strap.

>The second is a white dress that falls to the floor before spreading out somewhat, the bodice cuts of at the bust with a little bow ribbon in the centre.

>The third is a black, sleek cocktail dress that cuts off at the knees. It's back less with a strap on the right shoulder to support it and small little diamonds along it and the lower hem of the skirt.

>You just let out a deep sigh when you give in. If you stay inside, nobody will know about this.

>"So shall I take that sigh of defeat as a yes?"

"Yes."

>"Excellent," she claps her hooves together in excitement and her beaming smile lifts your spirits a little but you're still unhappy about this ordeal, "which would you like to wear?"

"Uh, I guess my ass would look best in the black."

>"I thought you didn't want to wear this?"

"Don't question it or I'll wear these clothes forever."

>Not wanting to let you stay in those dirty clothes for another second she grabs the dress in her magic and hands it to you before pushing you into a changing room.

"T-thanks?"

>"Not a problem darling, hurry up and change."

>You look over the dress again.

"Too late to change your mind now," you mutter to yourself.

>You strip down and carefully change into the dress. The fabric stretches easily to make it an easy fit and pulls back together when it's in position.

>It's a firm fit, Rarity really does have a lot of talent at this.

>You can feel your ass being firmly compressed upwards and your little gut is sucked in also combine with the black; you're looking fine.

>You check yourself out in the mirror, admiring your new slim figure. Swept up in your new found sex appeal, you blow yourself a kiss then pause, realising what you just did.

"You have issues Anon so let's never speak of this again," you whisper to yourself so Rarity can't hear.

>Taking a deep breath you open the door and see Rarity is no longer alone.

>Fluttershy, Twilight, Rainbow, Applejack, Pinkie and Spike are all there; looking at you with happy smiles.

>"Anon, you look beautiful," is their general opinion. You try and ignore it, not wanting a repeat of earlier infront of watchful eyes.

>"Hey Anon," Spike calls out, "smile."

>He pulls a camera out of nowhere and takes a photo of a shocked you in the dress.

>"The princess wanted to know how your dress looked," he rolls the photo up in a scroll and sets it ablaze.

>You try and grab the smoke of the flame, hoping it would somehow stop the letter but it's too late.

>You've been forever immortalised as a cross dresser, you hang your head in shame. You've shamed your ancestors.

>"Is everything alright Anon?"

>You look up to Rarity who seems a bit concerned for you, you give her a warming smile and tell her.

"Please, make me some pants."