>Anons oc Wind Strings [NSFW] (http://40.media.tumblr.com/bc6d0dcb82454b71040a33ff61bf7964/tumblr_nheojqQtXX1rj1dvfo3_1280.png)
 
 
>My names Wind Strings.
>I’m a grey unicorn stallion with a purple and turquoise mane
>I moved to ponyville about a year ago
>I’m a freshman at ponyville high
>I don’t mind ponyville high
>But there isn’t much for me to do
>I have friends and stuff
>But I don’t know…
>All my friends are colts
>I’m just too shy to talk to any of the mares.
>Most of my friends play sports
>But I don’t have the build, or interest, to really play.
>Working out
>Competing
>It just doesn’t appeal to me.
>Some of my friends have tried to get me to go to the gym with them
>Saying things like “Curls get the girls” and “Gym time makes you sexy”
>Honestly I don’t want to look sexy
>Sexy means broad shoulders
>And over all bulkiness
>Maybe something is wrong with me.
>If you are a colt you should want to be big and sexy, shouldn’t you?
>But I just don’t want to look sexy.
>I find myself looking at mares with envy
>In the winter some of them had adorable hats and hoodies with ears on them
>The boots they wore were soft and fluffy
>All the colts wore were work boots and boring jackets…
>In the summer all the fillies put on their skirts and bows, parading around with confidence
>Even the way I’m supposed to /act/ is different from the fillies.
>Its acceptable for them to be frightened by scary movies
>Or act timid and cute
>But not me… oh no
>Dad tells me I need to ‘Man up’ and be ‘strong’
>Ugh, I don’t know…
 
>The bell rings, meaning it’s time for recess
>I put my things away in my desk and start to walk out.
>Outside I see my friends playing hoofball in the field
>They try and wave me over to join in, but I pass
>Choosing instead to sit on the bleachers and draw
>I liked to draw dresses and outfits
>Its actually how I got my cutie mark
 
>Back when I lived in Canterlot there was a contest to design some outfits for some fancy musicians
>I didn’t know much about the musicians but I figured I’d try my hoof at it
>My design didn’t win, but when I everypony loved it
>Since then my flank was branded with a little music note and bow
>I thought it was adorable
>My father didn’t think so
>It was both the most exciting and disappointing day of my short life
 
>”Mom, dad! Look!”
>”I got my cutie mark!”
>I turned my flank towards them
>I was so excited I think my tail was even wagging
>”Isn’t it awesome! I love it!”
>My mom was the first to break the silence
“Awww that’s wonderful honey, how’d you get it?”
>”I drew some dresses and outfits for a contest, I didn’t win… but everypony loved them!”
“That’s great honey, don’t you think so dear?”
>The whole time my father just stood there
“Y-yes, w-wonderful… you are ok with this son? You aren’t upset you don’t have sports cutie mark like your old dad?”
>Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, my dad was a quarterback for the Canterlot crushers…
>”… should I be? You know I was never good at sports”
“I know… it’s just, I always kind of hoped you would follow in my hoofsteps”
>He didn’t like it
>And I knew it
>I was crushed
 
>Enough remembering the past…
>From that day on my father and I were never quite as close…
>It took a little time, but my mom supports my talent
 
>I was just putting the final touches on my latest dress design
>A little red lace to contrast the otherwise mostly white dress
“Wow, that’s a really pretty dress, did you just make that?”
>I turned to see who was talking to me
>I’ve seen this colt before
>He had a grey coat like me, but his mane was black with blond highlights
>He had a scarf on too
>It was a simple scarf, but fashionable
>Cute even
>All my scarfs had the little Canterlot Crushers logo on them…
>I instinctually covered my art with a hoof
>”Y-yeah, it’s just something I do when I’m bored”
“Mind if I take a look?”
>”Sure”
>I handed him my sketchbook
>He was flipping through the pages, studying each design
“Wow, this is really good! I really like this one”
>He pointed to the cocktail dress I drew a few months ago
>It was red
>The back half of the dress was cut at an angle exposing the ponies left leg and lower flank
>The front right hoof sleeve was a mesh, giving the dress a sexy look, but still remaining elegant
>”Oh, I really enjoyed making that one, I’d love to see somepony wear it one day”
> [spoiler]Actually, I kinda wish I could wear it[/spoler]
“Have you shown anypony these before?”
*Sigh*
>”No… I don’t really know who I'd show them to”
>”My parents don’t really like when I do this stuff, so I kinda keep it to myself”
>The colt takes a seat next to me
“I know that feel…”
>”You draw dresses too??”
“W-ah heh, s-something like that”
>He was blushing, why was he blushing?
>I’ll just let it go for now
>”Yeah, it kinda sucks… anyway, I don’t think I know your name, I’m Wind Strings”
“Aero, nice to meet you”
>He shakes my hoof
“You know, if you’d like, I think I can help introduce you to some fashion designers”
>”Really!? Oh my gosh that would be amazing! Yes, please! Who do you have in mind? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“Oh, well my mom works with Photo finish- Whoa, are you ok?”
>”Pho-Pho, wha~”
>I think I blacked out for a bit there
>Yeah, totally blacked out, not fainted... only girls faint…
“Wind Strings, you- you ok? Do I need to get the nurse??”
>”N-no I’m fine, It’s just… Photo Finish. Wow…”
“Heh ok good, well if you’d like, my mom has a meeting with her after school today, you can come if you want”
>”Are you kidding? I’d love to! I know we just met but-“
>I grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug
>Wow, his mane smells awesome, I’m kinda jealous
>”-Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh this is gonna be so awesome!”
>He returned the hug, which honestly kinda surprised me
>Most colts just kinda do that half hug thing
>The bell rang signaling the end of recess
>We let go of each other
“Meet me out in front of the school after class, we can head over to my place before my mom’s meeting”
>”Ok, you sure this is ok? I don’t want to intrude”
“Trust me, Photo Finish always has time for fashion…”
>We parted ways and made your way to class
>I could hardly focus on anything the teacher said
>My mind was busy thinking of what I’d say to Photo Finish when I met her
>Class finally ended
>It’s not that Ms.Cheerilee’s lesson on the history of Discord wasn’t interesting
>But I just couldn’t wait to get out.
>I threw my school supplies into my backpack and rushed out the door
>Aero was waiting for me at the sidewalk
>”Hey Aero”
>I said with a smile
“Hey Wind Strings, you ready to go?”
>”I’ve been ready since recess… seriously, I was so excited I couldn’t even focus in class.”
“Hahaha, hopefully you didn’t ‘miss’ anything important”
>Aero started to walk, and I followed
“So, you’re new here, right?”
>”Yeah, I moved here from Canterlot a little over a year ago”
“Canterlot? Oh, aren’t you the fancy pony~”
>”What? Nah… I wish… My dad played for the Canterlot Crushers”
“Oh?  Who’s that?”
>”You don’t know who the Crushers are?”
“…no?”
>”Ha. A colt that doesn’t know the Crushers… they are like one of the most popular hoofball teams. I can’t believe you don’t know them”
 
>Be Aero
>Great… I thought he was different
>Now here goes the lecture on sports
>The reticule for not being a fan of ‘Equestrias pastime’
>It’s not my fault I find that stuff boring…
“It’s ok, I honestly wouldn’t know them either if my dad wasn’t the quarterback”
>Oh.
>Damn it Aero, don’t be so quick to jump to conclusions…
>”Soo… You’re not super into sports like every other colt?”
“Well unfortunately for my father… no.”
>”So what do you do for fun?”
“Draw mostly… I spend some time on the computer too, following different models and designers- Don’t tell my dad that. He thinks I’m doing homework.”
>I glide my hoof across my lips, signifying my lips are sealed
“What about you? What do you do?”
> [spoiler]Dress up in cute cloths and post on tumblr...[/spoiler]
>”I have a pretty massive wardrobe, so I dress up a lot”
“What style cloths do you like to wear?”
>”I take a lot of inspiration from my mom and Photo Finish’s line”
 
>Be Wind Strings
>Huh… Cool, so he takes inspiration from mare’s cloths and turns them into colt’s cloths
>Well… Unless he just wears mares cloths
>No, colts can’t actually do that
>Could they?
>Probably not…
>But what if…
>”What do you mean? How can a colt take inspiration from mare’s cloths? Wouldn’t that make all your cloths pretty… idunno, girly?”
 
>Be Aero
>Come on Aero…
>Don’t be afraid to express yourself
>”Y-yeah, you could say it’s kinda ‘girly’…”
“… how girly? You don’t mean you wear mare’s cloths, do you?”
>I stop walking
>Time to stand up for myself
>”Would it bother you if I did?”
“No, it’s just… I didn’t know colts could do that, isn’t that like illegal?”
>”Ha! Wait, seriously? Equestrians have had the freedom of expression since like… forever, you can wear whatever you want to”
“Psh. Try telling that to my parents…”
>”Are you saying you’d actually like to dress more ‘girly’?”
“Look… if I tell you something, could you keep it a secret?”
>”Of course, pinkie promise”
“The first time I drew a dress it was for a contest. I was having trouble figuring out what she would wear so I stopped trying to draw it for her. Instead I imagined myself in the dress, drawing what I wanted to wear. Since then, all the dresses and outfits I design are things /I/ would like to wear. Things I feel would make me look…”
>”Pretty?”
> Wind Strings looked at the ground and nodded
>I knew how he felt.
>It took me a long time to accept it.
>He must be where I was a few years ago
>Confused
>Ashamed
>I lifted his head, forcing him to look at me
>”You don’t have to feel bad for wanting to look pretty”
“But, I’m a colt. Colts aren’t supposed to look pretty”
>Colts are supposed to do what makes them happy
 
>Be Wind Strings
>Is he right?
>Is it ok for me to want to be pretty?
>I-I don’t know..
>”Come on, I don’t wanna talk about this anymore”
>I want to be cute…
>Its just…
“Ok, but I want to show you something later”
>The next few minutes pass in silence
> We arrive at his front door
“Come on in”
>He says as he opens his door
>I stand in his living room and look around
>I see a couple of pictures of him and his family hung  over the fireplace
>I-is that Derpy?
>No way… His mom is Derpy?!
>Well, I guess that makes sense, but still!
“My mom won’t be home for a couple hours and I gotta pick what outfit to wear to the studio, I could use another fashionable ponies opinion”
>He says with a smile
>“Y-yeah, I think I can help you with that”
>I follow him up the stairs
>What does he mean by outfit?
>Am I about to help him try on girls cloths?
>He pushes open the door to his room
>Aero walked over to his mp3 Player
“Ok, time to have some fun”
>He said, clopping his hooves together
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpUYkR62S30
 
>He runs into his closet and comes out a few seconds later dressed in a white sundress with blue trim.
>On his back legs two black fishnet stockings were pulled up to his hips
 
http://imgur.com/LTiuurN
 
“So?”
>”That’s an adorable outfit, but its fall, and the suns going down, so a sun dress doesn’t seem to fit the occasion…”
“Hmm… true, ok”
>He dashed back into the closet and popped out next with a maroon and pink dress
>Complete with white socks and hat
 
http://imgur.com/q0qOuLW
 
 [spoiler]sorry, I don’t know what to call this…[/spoiler]  
>”That one might work, but let’s see what else you have”
“Psh, what don’t I have…Oh! I think I know the perfect outfit”
>I wasn’t prepared for what came next.
>H-holy crap he looks so cute
>He had a dark green shirt, brown skirt, and darker green socks.
 
http://imgur.com/MYrGLCJ
 
>”T-that one. Definitely that one… Wow. I wish I had cloths like you.”
*giggles*
“Well, you look about the same size as me, wanna try some on?
>”I-I don’t know Aero”
“Come on! I have the perfect outfit for you”
>”Y-yeah, ok, lets do this”
>I was a little giddy, not gonna lie
>Cloths began to fly out of the closet and onto the bed
>Aero stepped from his walk in closet and threw a questioning look at me
“Well... what you waiting for?”
*deep breath*
>Ok. Time to get pretty
>I take the purple and white socks and start pulling them up my legs
>I’ve never worn socks before
>the way the lace hugs my thighs felt so… right
>Next came the purple skirt
>And finally the lilac button down
“Oh my god, you look adorable!”
>I turned to look at myself in the mirror
>Celestia, I- Is this me?
“chotto matte kudasai, I it needs one more thing. Close your eyes”
>I did as he said and felt him messing with my mane
“Ok, open”
>A bow.
>It was such a little detail, but it just completed the outfit.
>”I- Aero. I love it… I feel so…so…”
“…You can say it”
>Tears were starting, causing my vision to blur
>”Pretty”
>I felt a warmth at my side and noticed Aero hugging me
>I hugged him back
>Is this what I’ve been missing?
>I’ve been trying to ignore this part of myself for so long
>And to see myself in the mirror like this right now
>I don’t even know how to feel
“How would you feel about some makup?”
>”M-makup?”
“Yeah silly, some eyeliner and blush would make those eyes of yours just pop”
>I sit down at the foot of his bed
>He sets his makeup box next to me.
>Grabbing the brush with his mouth, he jumps on the bed next to me and starts dabs at my cheeks
>some of the poweder gets up my nose and I try not to sneeze.
“Perfect, Ok, now open your eyes wide and don’t move”
>Aero  moves in front of me
>The brush replaced with an eyeliner pencil
>Placing his hooves on either side of me we now are face to face
>He moves his mouth closer to my face
>… and starts to apply the eye liner
>For a second there I thought he was going to kiss me
>… Great. Now I cant get the thought of kissing Aero out of my head.
>I bet he’d be a great kisser…
>His lips do look soft
>And non-unicorns always have such dexterous lips
“Perfect, what do you think? And try not to tear up this time, you’ll ruin it”
>He held a mirror up to my face.
>He was right, my eyes really do pop now.
>”…wow, just, wow. Aero, I look so cute! I… I- Do we get to wear this to Photo Finish’s?”
“Well I am, but if you’d rather take it all off, and ruin ALLLLL~ that hard work I did, be my guest…”
>”What? Never! That would practically be criminal…”
“Haha, come on, my moms gonna be home soon, lets clean up before she gets here”
>”Ok, but shouldn’t we be wearing maids outfits if we’re gonna be cleaning?”
>Aero turned to you, a deep blush on his face, his mouth something between a scrunch and a smile
“Do... do you want to?”
>”Well, I kinda said that as a joke… but- but if you want to”
“Lets do it…”
>He pulled me into his closet
>Wow, he has a lot of cloths
>He handed me a hanger which carried a complete maids outfit.
>I began taking each piece off and putting them on one by one
>The black dress with white lacy frills
>The Meido Hat
>The white socks with leather straps to hold them up… kinky.
>The… Panties? Oh my…
>The White panties, with ribbon that laced its way up beneath my dock.  
“Y-you didn’t have to wear the panties if you didn’t want to”
>I turned to see Aero looking entirely too red
>”How could I not? Just look at them”
>I say turning and shaking my flank at him
>I heard him stumble and stutter
>Haha oh wow… Its fun being sexy…
“Y-yeah, they do fit you well… A-anyway, you ready?”
>We burst out of his closet and start cleaning
>The song that came on next just seemed to fit the situation perfectly
 
http://youtu.be/amT_N7zze1o
 
>”Aero, this song. Hah~ its too perfect”
“Haha, shut up, you know you like it”
 
>Just as the song was coming to an end we heard the door open downstairs
“Muffin I’m hoommee~”
“Kuso! We gotta change outa this fast! My mom doesn’t know I have them!”
>What?! O-ok”
>Rushing as fast as we could we changed out of our maid costumes and back into our ‘normal’ cloths
 
>I was suddenly getting cold hooves about letting ponies see me dressed as a mare…
>”Are you sure its ok to go out dressed like this? I’m a bit nervous about letting ponies see me dressed like a mare…”
>Aero turned to me with a cool look on his face
“You’re not dressed like a mare”
>He said levelly
>”I’m not?”
“No. You’re dressed like Wind Strings. You said it yourself when you told me about those dresses you make. You don’t draw things you think would look good on somepony else.  You draw what you think would look good on /you/ what /you/ would like to wear. So you’re not dressing up like a mare, you’re dressing up like yourself. The way you would dress if no pony was here to tell you you couldn’t.”
>He was right.
>I didn’t care this is what fillies wear
>I cared that this is what I wanted to wear.
“Come on, I wanna introduce you to my mother”
 
>Aero lead the way down the stairs
“Hi mom, I brought a friend over from school”
“Hey there little filly, I see Aero’s been playing dress up again, Have you been helping him?”
>”I-im a colt, Ms.Hooves”
 
>Be Derpy
>Oh gosh…
>They’re both dressed like girls
>T-the pamphlet didn’t say anything about this!
>A-are they dating?
>No, that doesn’t matter
>Aero has a new friend!
>That’s good, isn’t it?
>Be a good mother Derpy
>”O-Oh! Gosh! I-im so sorry, I didn’t know”
“It’s ok… I mean I /am/ dressed like a mare. It makes sense you’d think that.”
>”So… Are you two just friends? Or…”
>Both the colts faces flushed bright red as they looked every direction but each other
“Oyamaa- Mom! No! we’re just friends! Why would you even-“
>Great job Derpy… Derped it up again!
“Well… anyway… Wind Strings, this is my mom. Mom, This is Wind Strings.”
 
>Be Wind Strings
>Wow… Derpy looks so cute when shes flustered.
>I just want to hug her…
>Now I feel bad for having that poster of her hanging in my room.
>Wait!
>I’m talking to Derpy!
>What do I say?!
>Don’t fuck this up Windy…
>”It’s nice to meet you Ms.Derpy. Wow, you look just as hot in person!”
>Shitshitshitshit SHIT
>Why did I just say that!
>Celestia please banish me. Please. Just banish me to the moon right now…
 
>Aero was glaring at me and Derpy was even more flustered then before
“So… Mom… Wind Strings is actually a really good dress designer… And I was wondering if we could join you on your meeting with Photo Finish”
 
>Be Derpy
>well... I don’t know how happy shed be with me bringing a guest uninvited…
>But I know she also wouldn’t be happy if she didn’t meet with an aspiring new designer if his career just happens to take off later…
>And I kinda owe Aero and him this for the way I acted…
>“Sure muffin, I think she’d love to meet your little friend here”
>Be Wind Strings
>It was only a short walk from Aeros house to Rarity’s boutique, where Photo Finish had scheduled her meeting.  
>She was apparently planning her next shoots new theme “Hometown Chic “
>The plan was to get designers and models from outside the big city to feature, making a statement about the creative and innovative ponies whose ideas and aspirations were untainted by the self-absorbed, progress hindering, tradition bound ponies of Canterlot and Manehattan
>Derpy lead the way and we followed
>The inside of Rarity’s was simple, but elegant
>Majority of the floor space was open with Ponyquins lining the walls and in the windows.
“Meine lieben!  Long time no see!”
“Oh, don’t be silly, I just saw you like last week”
“Ahh, yes… But so much has happened since then. I have been hit with… Ze inspirations! I have fabulous ideas for this shoot… And I think you will absolutely love them. Ah, hello there Aero, coming to steal all the studios outfits again are you?”
>Aero stepped back, clearly embarrassed by something.
>Steal all her outfits?
>I’ll have to ask him about this later…
>That sounds like it’s gonna be an interesting story
“Hehe, Ich mache nur Spaß. Its ok little one. I know how hard it is to resist the call of FASHION! Oh, and who is your friend? I see he shares your taste in attire”
>Thankfully Derpy introduced me before I had a chance to botch another first impression today.
“This is one of Aero’s friends from school. Aero told me he’s an aspiring dress designer. I haven’t actually had a chance to look at any of his work yet, but, well, I should just let him explain it”
“Ahh, well… If it catches Aeros eye then I am sure to be pleased. This one has ze eye for fashion”
>She stated firmly, while patting Aero on the head
>She redirected her attention to me and I began my introduction
>”M-my name is Wind Strings. I-Im a huge fan of yours.”
“Zat is very kind of you Wind String, but please zhere is no need for flattery. Now, is zhere something you wish to show me?”
>”O-oh, yeah”
>I hoof over my sketch pad and she begins to look through it
“uhuhhh… yes… oh, very nice… mmm. oh meine güte, zis is magnificent! I can see clearly zat you have a talent for this! Have you thought about working as an apprentice? Perhaps Ms.Rarity would take you if you asked her.”
>”No, ma’am. My parents don’t actually know I do this… I have to keep it a secret.”
“Wie tragisch! Such talent being oppressed and hindered… Would they not support you if you told them?”
>”I mean… probably… I don’t know…”
>Photo Finish knelt down and place her hoof beneath my chin
“You should consider telling them. You have a great talent and it would be terrible to see it go to waste. Do your parents love you?”
>I nod
“Then they will support you. However, if you do not let them know, then it is not they who are stopping you from fulfilling your dreams… It is you.”
>Standing back up, she looked to Derpy.
“Now lieben, let us go, we have much to discuss. Let ze kinder enjoy themselves.”
>Turning back to us she said,
“Just make sure all the dresses get put back on ze racks”
>She gave us a little wink before heading up the stairs.