Title:           Flutterguy NN Ch 3
Author:          AsexualPansexual
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/rz4ghbcf
First Edit:      Sunday 25th of August 2013 01:58:35 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 25th of August 2013 01:58:35 AM CDT

>"All right darling, let me take your measurements."
>Rarity grabs a measuring tape from the table
>"Could you lift your arms over your head?"
>you raise your arms and extend them all the way towards the ceiling
>Rarity wraps the measuring tape around your chest
>she looks at the tape, nods, and and unwraps the tape from your chest
>she then crouches down, her head on level with your crotch
>you see her cleavage and stare for a second
How shameful of me
>you turn away as you try to clear your mind of any dirty thoughts
>she was about a c-cup, and they were perky tits
>you shake your head, trying to rid yourself of such perverse thoughts
>you only noticed that she was taking you hip measurement when she finally stood up
>"I'll need you to put this on."
>you turn to Rarity, and see a red speedo in the palm of her hand
"You want me... to wear that?"
>"Well I need to see how you would look bare, so strip down so you can wear this."
>undressing in front of a girl
>especially Rarity
>"Don't worry, I'll look away while I prepare my things."
>you grab the small article of clothing from her hand
>Rarity walks back to the table with the sewing machine
>you walk to a corner, facing the edge
>you take off your shirt and look back at Rarity, who now is wearing her designer glasses
>"It's only me darling, I won't peek."
>you kick off your shoes
>you unzip your pants and grab the sides, pushing it down
>you crouch down and hold your pants while lifting your legs one by one through the openings
>you look behind you again and see Rarity staring at your backside
>"Oops. Sorry. Do hurry."
>she turns away as you do too
>you take off your boxers the same way you did with your pants
>feels chilly down there
>you quickly slip on the speedo and face Rarity
>"Great, now that you're dressed, why don't you step on the stage."
>you walk towards the raised platform, and step on top
>you unconsciously rub your upper arm with your hand
>"You have such a nice form"
>Rarity inspects your body and... your physical assets
>makes you somewhat uncomfortable, but she's your friend
>"I have the perfect outfit for you darling."
>Rarity walks towards a mannequin, but you didn't quite see the outfit it had on
>Rarity comes on stage with you, outfit in hand
>"Raise your hands, dear."
>you comply, and your vision is obscured by fabric sliding down your torso
>you feel Rarity wrap something around your waist
>after she moves away, you look down to inspect your clothing
>is that... a skirt
>is it a dress?
"Rarity, are these, girl clothes?"
>"It's a school uniform for a girl that a client requested for. Said it was for 'cosplay' It was an interesting request and from what I gathered online, I came up with that design."
"Yes, but if it's female clothing, why did you ask me?"
>"Because the girls were either busy, or don't want to model for me. And you were the closest to a female figure that I had available, it actually looks rather good on you. You look very cute, I could understand the appeal."
>you thought Rarity needed a make model
>but you're actually more suited for female modeling than guy modeling
>I mean, you don't come off as a manly kind of guy
>wait did she just call you cute
>no one has ever complimented you like that
>but thats a compliment a man should never get
>but it makes you happy for some reason
>this is so confusing, embarrassing, and nice at the same time
>Rarity gets out her digital camera and starts snapping pics of you of your effeminate beauty
>"My you could get paid in some countries for doing stuff like this."
>the surge of so many thoughts and feelings is getting to you
http://i.imgur.com/GfJ5RnZ.jpg
"Rarity, can I go now?"
"Not yet darling. YES! That natural blush is a perfect touch! You're so convincing. I feel as if I could almost pounce on you right now!"
>Rarity continues taking pictures of you
>this is embarrassing, Rarity is making me feel uncomfortable by continuously photographing me with that creepy smile and lustful eyes
>after what seems like an hour, Rarity is finally satisfied
"Alright darling, I think I have more than enough pictures."
>Thank goodness
>"You can actually keep the dress dear."
"What about your client?"
>"Oh don't worry about that dear, I could always make another one."
>there was a sly smile from Rarity
>that smile she gives to acquaintances when she lies about her true intentions
>Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie wouldn't notice something that subtle, but you've known Rarity for a while
>what she really wanted, you don't know
>Oh my look at the time, it's getting late. I think you must leave now."
>Rarity takes hold of your shoulders from behind, and starts pushing you downstairs towards her door.
"Oh Rarity, I forgot m-"
SLAAAAAAAM!
"my clothes"
>you hear the lock shift into lock position
>you heard Rarity say something about happy time,
 but the door muffled her voice
>more importantly, you have to walk home looking like that
>fastest speedwalk in my life
>I could've sworn people were staring
>they must have thought I was a school girl
>got home before dark
>I don't think I'll be going to Rarity's house for while