1/3
>Day you only have one pair of socks in Equestria
>You've resorted to slippers for the past several weeks
>You're never inviting Princess Luna to your house again
>She's fucking crazy
>Wake up
>Do the morning routine, quickly find yourself at breakfast
>Decide to finally stop putting it off and go over to... Rarity's
>You know she would gladly make you new pairs of socks, but you know how difficult she can be with you
>Difficult in the sense that she makes you very uncomfortable
>Uncomfortable in the sense that you feel like she's molesting you with her sight alone
>Does that count as sexual harassment in Equestria?
>She doesn't even have to physically touch you to make you feel violated
>Maybe you've already been raped, and you don't even know it
>Suddenly, you're already outside of her Boutique
>Fuck your morals
>Fuck facing your fears
>Fucking Pinkie Pie
 
2/3
>Before you knock, the door opens
>It's Fashion Marshmellow
>"Ooh, hello, dear. What brings you to my..."
>She giggles
>"Boutique?"
>God she's cute
>It's too bad she's a goddamn horse
"Uh, hi, Rarity. I need some socks."
>"Socks?"
>She eyes your feet
>Her face turns into a grimace after noticing your sandals
>"Oh dear, you better... come, inside."
>She turns around and leads you into her home
>She sways her plot a little bit suggestively
>You shudder
>It's already happening
>"Stand on that podium, dear. I must take your measurements."
>You roll your eyes
"For socks?"
>She gives you a knowing gaze
>She knows that you know you gon get raped
"But you take my 'measurements' every single time I'm here."
>She ignores your remarks
>In floats a ton of fabric and measuring tapes
>"Stand still, darling."
>She flutters her eye lashes
 
3/3
"God dammit. I just need fucking socks, Rarity."
>She's groping you with the floating fabric as they pass by your body
>You flinch and try to dodge them as you can
>"Ah-ah, language, my dear."
>She's having a blast
>"Now, about payment..."
>You begin to feel your own clothes loosen
>She's unzipping your jeans
>You're temporarily blinded by a flash of light
>There's a camera floating around you
>You begin to whimper
>You suddenly hear a loud crack and a stabbing pain on your ass
>There's a cat-o-nine-tails floating nearby
"Fuck this shit!"
>Swat away the camera and bolt for the door
>"Anon~! Where are you going! <3"
>Break down the door and begin running as fast as your sandals can take you
>All you wanted was a pair of goddamn socks
>Fucking Rarity