>You are Rarity.
>Stunning designer whom looks fabulous in all your designs.
>Most of the time.
>And right now, you have Anonymous strutting himself about your boutique trying on what he called "swim trunks".
>Oh, to think males went with just nothing but their very most intimate privates covered.
>Why, just the right tide could-- could--
>Your face grows hot as you cannot even finish your inner monologue.
>As the image of what lurks beneath Anon's swimwear drove you to illustrious thoughts.
>"Rarity? What's wrong?"
>Oh dear!
>Had you spaced out!
"N-Nothing Anonymous, why it was nothing at all. I was merely admiring how well it suits you."
>"Thanks, going to try on this one, we're almost done, right?"
"W-What? Oh, yes, I believe so. I only was able to make four I'm afraid."
>"No biggie, lemme go change."
>Watching him go, you quietly follow him and wait outside his dressing area.
>You had little booths for ponies to try on their clothes, and though most didn't need the privacy, it was the thought that counted.
>Now, you bend low, to try and see him undressing and look upon his naked form.
>Oh! So that's what it looks like.
>Wait.. did it just twitch?!
>Mesmerized by the action, you suddenly see the trunks dropped and quickly move out of view.
>The sudden heat on your nethers causes you to bring a hoof to calm the raging inferno.
>Hearing another shuffle of clothing, you make your way back to your spot before getting caught.
>Pretending to be the dutiful judge of this private fashion show.
>"Rarity, what do you think of this one."
"Oh, it just looks fabulous. I think the dark tone really matches you."
>"I kinda like this one myself. A bit longer than the last, this one actually reaches my knees."
>You giggle at his joy.
>You cannot understand why he feels the need to cover himself there.
>He's not even wearing his shirt.
>N-Not that you are complaining of course.
 
>He turns around trying to check his bum in the mirror.
>"I'm glad you got a real talent for this Rarity. I swear, I've been wanting to go swimming a long time since I got here."
"It's nothing Anonymous. Nothing at all for you."
>He gives you a smile before heading back to the booth.
>This time you just sit there, remembering the image from earlier you spotted.
>You stimulate yourself with your hoof, trying to imagine him towering over you.
>Oh, there, almost there!
>"Rarity! What- What- What the hell are you doing?!"
>Oh no, Oh no.
>This can't be happening, not now, not to you.
>And you were so close too!!
"A-Anonymous, darling, you startled me. I-I merely had an itch!"
>"That's no itch, I know what that is! I've seen Fluttershy do it several times to know what that is!"
>What?! That-- That harlot!
"A-Anonymous, Please. I can assure you it was just an itch. I would like it if you didn't make such a huge fuss over it."
>He folds his arms in defiance, narrowing his eyes at you.
>You must get him to believe you.
>"Than why are your juices dripping all over your chair?"
"M-My what?!"
>You look down to confirm, and sure enough, you are leaking quite a bit.
>To confirm you arousal you even wink.
>Face flushed with embarrassment you close your legs quickly.
"P-Perhaps I was lost in the sensation. I do apologize Anonymous."
>He taps his foot trying to decide your answer.
>"I-I guess you could be telling the truth."
>You are saved!
>"I-I mean, I do that sometimes too."
>Oh dear. Such juicy information.
"See Anonymous darling, it can happen to even the best of us. Now, do let me have a look at you."
>Trying your best to control the situation, you gaze over at your body.
>Ignoring the protests of your aching passion.
>Oh, you'll have to hurry this along so you can make some time for yourself before Sweetie comes home.
>"So, what you think of this one?"
>You look toward him and notice a small bulge at the front of his trunks.
>Is he-- after watching you?
 
>Watching him leave again, you debate on whether to finish, or to follow him again.
>You must know if he is aroused after watching you in your most unladylike fashion.
>You worry about being caught, as he could be on alarm from the recent display.
>Still, it is too tempting to not know.
>Quietly, and quickly, you tip-hoove toward the changing station.
>Being cautious you begin to peek in on him changing, only to be met with a sight that caused all your lady-like mannerisms were thrown out the window.
"W-What is that thing?!"
>"Rarity!? What the hell are you doing?!"
>Quickly storming out with his trunks back on, Anonymous stares at you with fury in his eyes.
>"I expected this from Fluttershy, but what the hell are you doing?!"
"A-Anonymous, that-- that--!"
>You can't even finish.
>Your mind processes on what you just saw.
>Thinking on it earlier, you imagined what it would look but this beat your expectations.
>He'd split you with that!
"A-Anonymous darling, I-I apologize really, but I was dying of curiosity. I-"
>"No! Just forget it, I swear, I can't even go anywhere in this town without talking to one pony and them not wanting my dick."
>He begins to storm out.
>You must do something!
"A-Anonymous, please, just listen to me. I realize my mistake, I just couldn't help it. I was overcome with wanting to know."
>"And I wanted some privacy, can't you get that?!"
>You look down ashamed, he's right, you have just violated the one thing he wished for.
"I-Is there anything I can do to get you to forgive me?"
>"Yea, there is."
>Yes! Anonymous will forgive you, nothing is above trying to make this right.
"W-What can I do for you Anonymous?"
>"Applejack once told me you tried going country, I want to see what you came up with."
>O-Oh no, Not that! Anything but that! That was mortifying for you!
"C-Can't I just make you something? Anything? Please?"
>You see him sigh and begin walking toward the door.
"A-Alright! I'll do it! I swear I will, just give me a moment."
 
 
>You sigh going back to your room.
>You should have burned that outfit.
>But the fashion in you would not allow it, even if it would serve as a constant reminder for you.
>Only now you were forced to wear such a thing, in front of the one person you cared for.
>Oh Rarity, why couldn't you just be patient.
>Still, it was worth it.
>Oh, there you are, you dreadful thing.
>You sigh as you magic it on, and feel the very uncomfortable shame wash over you as the memories surface.
>You look in the mirror and cringe in disgust.
>You have to complete the outfit, and looking through your closet once more you find the straw hat to complete the fashion disaster.
>Walking back to Anonymous, you try to hold your head up high to hide your embarrassment.
"See? Isn't it just atrocious?"
>He looks you up and down and gives you an uplifted eyebrow.
>"That it? It's not so bad Rarity. From what she told me, you did something worse."
"That wasn't all I did."
>No, Oh no.
>You could've saved yourself from further humiliation.
>And yet, in your need to gossip, you have just dug your own grave.
>"What do you mean? She did tell me you were acting strange, but that's it."
"W-Well, I actually changed my accent. I started to use a drawl, kinda like this."
>His eyes go wide as he begins to smirk.
"I also did a'coupla things I nohmally wouldn't have done. Changin' how I talked was not even the worst a'it."
>Now he's starting to giggle, oh, if only some monster would attack Ponyville right now.
>It could save you the shame.
>"W-What else did *pfft* did you do?"
"I jumped in'a puddle a mud."
>Now he's laughing at you.
>Stiff upper lip Rarity, you did say you would do anything to earn his forgiveness.
>It stings so much though, you wish he wouldn't laugh so hard.
>"Rarity, I swear, that doesn't sound so bad. Though, I can't see why rolling in the mud you would consider country, it's not so bad."
>Hah! Easy for him to say, he doesn't know how you berated yourself for days afterwards.
 
 
>You sigh going back to your room.
>You should have burned that outfit.
>But the fashion in you would not allow it, even if it would serve as a constant reminder for you.
>Only now you were forced to wear such a thing, in front of the one person you cared for.
>Oh Rarity, why couldn't you just be patient.
>Still, it was worth it.
>Oh, there you are, you dreadful thing.
>You sigh as you magic it on, and feel the very uncomfortable shame wash over you as the memories surface.
>You look in the mirror and cringe in disgust.
>You have to complete the outfit, and looking through your closet once more you find the straw hat to complete the fashion disaster.
>Walking back to Anonymous, you try to hold your head up high to hide your embarrassment.
"See? Isn't it just atrocious?"
>He looks you up and down and gives you an uplifted eyebrow.
>"That it? It's not so bad Rarity. From what she told me, you did something worse."
"That wasn't all I did."
>No, Oh no.
>You could've saved yourself from further humiliation.
>And yet, in your need to gossip, you have just dug your own grave.
>"What do you mean? She did tell me you were acting strange, but that's it."
"W-Well, I actually changed my accent. I started to use a drawl, kinda like this."
>His eyes go wide as he begins to smirk.
"I also did a'coupla things I nohmally wouldn't have done. Changin' how I talked was not even the worst a'it."
>Now he's starting to giggle, oh, if only some monster would attack Ponyville right now.
>It could save you the shame.
>"W-What else did *pfft* did you do?"
"I jumped in'a puddle a mud."
>Now he's laughing at you.
>Stiff upper lip Rarity, you did say you would do anything to earn his forgiveness.
>It stings so much though, you wish he wouldn't laugh so hard.
>"Rarity, I swear, that doesn't sound so bad. Though, I can't see why rolling in the mud you would consider country, it's not so bad."
>Hah! Easy for him to say, he doesn't know how you berated yourself for days afterwards.
 
>"I think you look cute in it Rarity."
"T-Thank you."
>Is he just being nice from laughing?
>You can't tell anymore, but as he comes forward you feel your heart beat just a little faster.
>As he kneels down and pulls you in for a hug, you let out a cry of joy and hold him back with your joy finally exploding.
>"Alright, I forgive you. You crazy horse. Now, I'm going to go before this gets any weirder, okay? See you later?"
"Yes, Yes that would be a most splendid idea."
>"Okay, well see ya'."
>And with that he begins to head for the door, waves, and closes it on his way out.
>Just as soon as he's done that you begin racing upstairs to take care of a need that hasn't left you at all.
>You just have to imagine what it must feel like to be skewered on that cock of his!
 
 
>You are Anonymous.
>And after catching Rarity checking your junk out, you were pissed because you thought she'd turn into another Fluttershy.
>A raging hormonal mare, who couldn't control herself in public.
>Lucky, she seems to have some sense of shame.
>And the raging hard-on in your trunks is proof that you found that outfit of hers just fucking sexy as hell.
>Maybe, just maybe, like Fluttershy, you can coax her into thinking she'd be the one trying to get in your pants.
>She's halfway there already, now you just need to convince her to do it with that outfit on.
>Your cock twitches in agreement with you.
>Yes, soon my pet.
>We're going to be buried deep in that mare's pussy.
>You wipe the coming saliva from your lips as you think of if she's a screamer like Fluttershy.