//------------------------------// // The Shop is Open // Story: Barely Moral // by TheOnionKnight69 //------------------------------// Diamond Tiara, what a mare! She paid fifteen hundred bits for the whole shabang! I made sure that she left my shop with a nine month gift, or at least I hoped I did...One night of oral sex, kissing, and hardcore bucking, all for a lease on my new shop. I had bought a mini fridge, a mattress, and my own sewing machine, all thanks to that whore of a pink mare! The more I thought about it, the more I had to come to terms that I was the whore here...but regardless! I was ready to put that behind me and approach this new day as a Party Planner Extraordinaire! The following day was quite different than the whole week before, as I had customers reserving parties left and right! I was such a fool, as I thought that all these mares wanted me as a party host...Well around the third customer in, I barely found out the obvious. "Alright now who might this be for?" "W-Well I was hoping we could have a private party...You know?" ...Mares kept asking me if I knew what that meant...A private party? I had thought the whole point of a party was to be social, and have fun with multiple ponies...How wrong I was! ...It had turned out that my little late night flank call from the other night had been gossiping to the other mares in Ponyville; I was getting requests for private parties like clockwork, and had foolishly interpreted them as social get togethers... Mare by mare I was gaining bits and dishing pleasure, everypony had knew the name Steve by this afternoon. I felt so guilty, not knowing the mares by their names, but definitely recalling them by their faces and moans. I got some mares, like Cheerilee, who claimed to become a very loyal customer...Heh, and who could blame her? I loved hearing comments from these mares when they left my store, only the the most positive reviews had stuck with me... "Thanks Steve...You're the best!" "Aww, that's a muzzle I won't soon forget..." "Mhmm, hope I'm not busy for a couple of months..." "Heh, I wish I could take you home with me..." It was a very busy day, and near the completion of the day, I thought I could whip up some sort of menu for the mares to make things easier... Well a couple of minutes later, and some quick craftsmanship, I had made a wooden sign addressing these requests. I carved every word into the sign, and had thought it would be legit; +++ "Mares must be 18 years of age; No exceptions. Daily Requests: Cuddles and Kisses Package- 30 bits Heavy Petting- 50 bits Head till your Dead - 65 bits Anything & Everything - 80 bits *Blank flanks buck free* +++ I set the sign up next to me while I sat behind the counter, only minutes passing before I got a quick order. A tiny mare with bright jade eyes that glistened as she trotted, that sweet white fur with a purple and pink mane...Wow! I had never seen her around... "Umm, I'd like to...Well I'd like to- Ahem!...It says blank flanks buck free...Is that true?" "Why yes, little philly that is true, just as long as you're legally eighteen." ...The look on her face was priceless, an awkward blush spread across her face while her eyes darted across the room... "I'll pay you ninety bits...Just please help me with my cutie mark...I just wanna see if experimenting can help get me my cutie mark." ...She didn't even respond to my legally eighteen question...It went wright over her mane, and for that matter, wright over my head... "S-Sure, but there's no need for payment...It is my obligation to help mares with their problems and relieve their stress. Since your flank is blank, I'll help you for free." "For free? I...I don't know what to say! Can I mention you to my other mare friends?" ...I immediately kick myself for saying blank flanks buck free, as I had no idea these mares were all together in one massive club...I lost so much money but it did not matter, as the twelve hundred and thirty five bits from my overall day of work was quite the generous haul already... "Yes, mention me to your marefriends, and I'll help all of you...Now what's that pretty name of yours?" I said, shrugging off the talk and attempting to get to business; I lean down and hold this mare's hoof, escorting her to the backroom of my shop, and sitting her down on my mattress. I quickly remove the bright red purse around her neck, and lay it on the counter with all my whacky party decorations and props. This lovely mare fluttered those luminous jade eyes and fixed up her mane while she began to stutter her reply... "My name is Sweetiebelle...but you can just call me sweetie..." "Alright Sweetie, let's just see what we're dealing with here...I'll just unbutton this, and tug down here..." My awkward fiddling with her clothes left me somewhat baffled, underneath her white shirt there was no bra...and just by removing that red, frilly skirt...That was it! This mare must have really prepared for this, as she was barely wearing anything! I then nerve up the feelings to come close to her blushing face, and attempt a kiss... "Let's just...see what happens..." In one slow unfinished sentence, I was tongue full of Sweetiebelle and hands full of breasts. The way this mare kissed was very strange, and a bit off, but I could care less on that...I couldn't get over how delicious this mare's saliva was...Such a distinct taste of assorted berries, all tasting different every time our tongues slapped against one another. I had to bring myself away from her muzzle, to ask about her blank flank. My fingers quickly lower down that luxurious fur, down between her legs...Two fingers deep... "Mhmm, quite the kisser, Sweetie. What is your favorite thing to do? Usually these marks relate to some sort of hobby or special talent." I slowly said to the giggling mare, for she took my comment the wrong way! I wanted to get some background info for her cutie mark, but this mare took as some sort of sexual request...I kept my hand on her fluffy mane, trying to keep her from sinking down to my pants...but alas I watch in horror while it was too late... "Hmm, I'm really friendly and helpful to my friends...So maybe that'll be my Cutie Mark! I love helping people with their problems...No matter what!" I nervously let out a loud sigh while she finishes up her outburst, and unzips my pants. The look on her face making me cringe with anticipation while she put a hoof on me, and began to speak again... "I'm gonna help you right now, Steve...I'm gonna help you with this hard problem in your pants..." *** I contemplated all of my actions while this mare did her thing, slow constant surges of pleasure emitting off her bobbing head...The more I watched this mare get a mouthful, the less I could think...but I still felt a certain guilty pleasure out of this...Like I was better off being poor, than resorting to sexual escapades with some horny mares... I then halt my thoughts while a massive wave of pleasure forces me to stare down at Sweetiebelle. Her constant actions and muffled moans making it so hard to concentrate...I then stroke her mane to let her know to ease down a bit. "Heh, easy there Sweetie...I don't want you choking...Slow and steady wins the race." I said while this mare just rolled her eyes, a bright blush on her face while she continued her job, just as fast and just as thorough...This mare tested my limits, as I close my eyes and think back to the thoughts that wandered my mind. Helping mares relieve their stress and achieve their cutie mark...For Celestia's sake, I was basically a whore, a female fixation! The money was tainted with a negative glow, a sickening reminder of what I had done...Neigh, who I had done! I kept telling myself that this would be the last mare, this would be the last one! However these claims were not true, and I couldn't bring myself to say no to any of these mares...I had an obligation to make! As...a party planner...Extraordin-! "Ah! Breathe, Sweetie...Breathe out your nose and swallow...Heh, that's it! Mhmm, maybe we'll get you a Cutie Mark for sucking cock..." I sigh out, almost passed out from the pleasure that escaped my body...So much semen built up from today, so much I kept away from the other mares...and all of it for little Sweetiebelle... *GULP* *GULP* *GULP* "Mhmm...So sticky and warm! I hope I do get a Cutie Mark for...-" The white mare stops for a second, to look back on her flank, and to both of our surprise...There was a mark...Not for being a blowjob queen, but one for being a superb friend...So vague yet so beautiful, three little cartoon hearts that formed a trinity on her flank, all thanks to me... "It's a heart, a bright pink heart..." "Oh wow! Thanks Steve...You don't know how much this means to me...I-I gotta tell Scootaloo and Applebloom!" Sweetiebelle said, quickly buttoning up her shirt and tugging her skirt back on, deciding to leave without her purse... "Heh, not even so much as a goodbye...Well I suppose she'll be back, after all she left her purse with her...I.D." My mind goes blank and dead the second I reached in her purse to snoop around...That hard plastic piece of identification nearly killing me while I gazed up on it...I grow weary and sick to my stomach while I count the years on her card, compared to the present date. Over and over I count, and keep hoping that I was wrong...But I wasn't! This mare was seventeen, this mare that I had just helped was underage... "Way to fucking go, Steve! You didn't even ask her age!" I exclaim to myself, practically stabbing myself with a dagger of self thoughts while I grab her purse and rush up to the front of the store. This was embarrassing to say the least, and going to be an awkward discussion when Sweetiebelle returned...I then look down on the counter to see the shitty sign that I had made...and how I failed to abide my own rules. I grab a nearby knife and engrave a cross next to my "Must be 18," notice, as there was clearly enough room for my mistakes there. The next fifty minutes of my life then became hell, as I both hated and loved myself for what I had done today...I turn around to mark my calendar with a red "X," to commemorate my deeds this day. One Cutie Mark from an underage mare, and twelve hundred and thirty five bits, all drenched with sin and immorality... +++ Things could only descend into madness from here, obviously...