AiE Rarity fixes jeans

>You are Rarity

>The one and only, the seamstress without equal

>And the living embodiment of generosity

>That is why you very generously cut rips and tears into Anon's only pair of jeans

>He would HAVE to come to you to get them fixed.

>Also for some strange reason anon's boxers have also gone missing

>However could that have happened?

>It certainly wasn't because of a white unicorn sneaking into his house at night and taking them and keeping them locked away in her special "private time" box.

>Of course not.

>Shortly before lunch, you hear a the bell to your front door chime.

>"Coming dear."

>There stands Anon in all his glory.

>You try to calm your heart.

>"Anon darling how are you!"

"Not well Rarity, I found out my only pair of jeans his quite badly ripped."

>"Oh no, how awful, they looked so good on you Anon."

"I know, that's why I want to ask, if it's not to much trouble could you be amazing and maybe patch them up for me?"

>"Of course Anon, being amazing is my speciality."

"Um.. there's one other thing, could you maybe... patch them without having me.. out of them?"

>Be still Heart, you must not break composure.

>"Oh no no no, that simply won't do I'll have to look at them from all angles, especially inside."

"Oh, you know what, never mind then, i think these will last a little longer still."

>"B-but anon, if you t-take them off and let me have them, then i can make you new pairs."

>Anon opens the door and is about to walk out.

"No, it's fine, I'll figure out something myself I'm sure."

>"Why Anon!" you blurt out perhaps a little too loud."

"Well, it's kinda funny. Humans wear two sets of clothing on their lower half, pants not unlike these, and boxers underneath to hide our.. unmentionables, and I seem to have lost mine and it would be VERY rude for me to leave myself "open" like that in front of a lady."

>"N-nonsense, I've seen plenty of stallions before, you just go a-ahead and disrobe darling." you say with blushing red checks

 

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"Are... are you sure?"

>A little lie won't hurt now, you're already far to deep into it now.

>besides, Applejack is the honest one.

>"Oh please, nothing I haven't seen before."

>You have never seen a real one all your life, only in magazines. even Rainbow Dash knows how to wield a penis better than you and she doesn't even swing that way.

"Okay then, if you could just mend these tears and maybe fix the seems a litt- Rarity please don't stare at me."

>"I WASN'T STARING OH MY GOSH ANON I AM A PROFESSIONAL."

>Fuck, he noticed.

"Do you have a, towel or something I can wear in the meantime?"

>"Sorry Anon, they have all been washed and are drying outside."

>Anon sighs and takes off his tee-shirt holding the soft cloth over his member.

>If your mother saw you now what would she say, all alone with a fully naked Human and a terribly potent itch to scratch.

>What would your friends think?

>"You j-just stay there Anon, I'll be right back."

>You try and walk normally and not let see your (almost certainly) wet marehood and quickly dive behind the corner.

>you dash for your bed and lock the door behind you.

 

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>With yourself alone you grab your special box and flip the lid exposing all manner of crude sextoys

>You pick up the one that matches Anon's physiology the best and press it against the walls of you aching lips.

>You stifle a moan as you tease yourself with it prodding and stroking it along your wet virgin marehood.

>Grabbing Anon's jeans you bury your nose into the fabric breathing deep hoping to get even the faintest whiff of his scent.

>You get so much more, his powerful musk overwhelms you and you want nothing more than to embrace him and live in that heavenly and manly odour

>You spread your lips with the tip of of your dildo and slide it into your needing pussy.

>It's head sits comfortably inside as your body and you shake from having Anon's deep and powerful member buried inside you.

>You want to please Anon and want him to make you his mare.

>Fighting to hold back tears you force your legs to open more to accept more of your dildo inside.

>It's such an incredible feeling, pleasure and pain all mixed into one.

>It's wonderful and you wouldn't trade it for anything.

>Not unless it was actually Anon himself, but that would be such a scandal.

>You breathe heavy as you rub the shaft of your dildo as your Playmare magazines and "romance" novels said was the best way to bring your stallion to climax

>After a couple of minutes you withdraw the dildo for your marehood and place the shaft in the bathroom to be cleaned later.

>you wipe yourself down and grab anon's jeans carefully tucking them into your special private time box like it was a sacred priceless relic, you then pick up the fresh pair you made a few days ago and head downstairs

>"Here you go Anon, these should be good as new."

"They look better than I thought and in such a short time too! I'll make this up to you sometime Rarity."

>"Oh don't worry dear, you already did."

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