The Sex Shop
The Sex Shop
Admiral Biscuit
You can't miss it. If you go just past the lower Las Pegasus market, heading south, you'll see a well-travelled side street, where ponies who don't have wares which display well in the market do business. The buildings are durable brick structures, with glass in the windows and brass plaques on the doors, almost as if the earth ponies who founded the small commercial enclave wanted to show just how solid their businesses were.
Midway down, tucked between a hair stylist and a dentist, is The Sex Shop. That's all the brass plaque says, in dignified copperplate letters: “The Sex Shop.” It's a rite of passage for colts and fillies to walk past it whenever they can—whenever their parents aren't watching—and imagine what must be behind those curtained-off windows. Because The Sex Shop doesn't advertise its wares like so many other businesses do.
Of course, there are rumors. Mostly schoolyard rumors, passed by word of mouth from the elder to the younger. They always begin the same way—did you know that there's a sex shop just off the lower market?
Nuh-uh.
It's true—next time you're there with your family, take a look.
The bait is set, and now it only wants for the young pony to have the opportunity to sneak away from her parents for just a minute or two, and make her way down that side street, and glance at the sign which proudly proclaims that there is, indeed, a sex shop near the Las Pegasus lower market.
After the bait is taken, the stories of what's in the sex shop vary significantly, depending on the age of the teller and the age of the listener. The stories get passed along, becoming more ludicrous with each round of the playground. Every five years or so, the rumors become so pronounced that a worried parent raises a stink about one of the many baseless allegations, and the Pegasus Guard is forced to Do Something About It.
Said 'something' is always a cursory examination of the books, of the wares, and of the business practices in general, along with a routine 'just doing our job,' and the story dies down until the cycle begins anew.
The stallion who owns the shop understands fully. The occasional inspections are no bother, and the Pegasus Guard is always courteous—after all, unlike the complainers, many of them are his customers.
Upon entering, if you're so inclined, the inside probably is nothing like what you expected. The shop is neat and clean. Off to the left of the door are erotic prints—of mares and stallions, mostly—but the shop also carries pinups of dragons, griffons, minotaurs, zebras, and donkeys. By request, the store can order materials which feature other species, but it only stocks what's popular. Many of the pictures are scented, and quite frequently a pony browsing the selection becomes aroused. The proprietor isn't bothered; he's seen it before.
He looks nothing like you'd expect. He's an older stallion, with gray hairs sprinkled through his neatly-trimmed mane and tail. His eyes are a calm blue color, halfway between sky and sea, and they're surrounded by crows' feet. On his flank, a slender object which might be a candlestick or a cucumber but almost certainly isn't stands proudly erect.
He doesn't mind selling the pinups. They're not really his passion, but they're popular with ponies, and who is he to judge?
If you approach him and speak to him, you'd find that his voice is soothing, and he's happy to assist in finding the perfect object to solve a problem in the bedroom. With a doctor’s air of polite authority, he calmly asks what kind of thing you're looking for, and he's never impatient. He's as happy selling a faux dragon phallus as a halter.
He also dabbles in relationship counseling. It's not unknown for two different species to fall in love, especially in the great melting pot of Equestrian culture. Griffons and ponies are the most common pairing, but he's seen it all. Sexual signals and biological equipment are not always entirely compatible, but he sells tools which can overcome these differences—or satisfy a curious pony. He really doesn't care which it is; it's none of his business how his customers use his wares, just that they are satisfied with them.
Further towards the back, he has lavishly illustrated books, showing positions and techniques which were never taught in school. The Ṭaṭṭū Sutra is a perennial best seller, and he always stocks up before Hearts and Hooves day.
One copy sits in plain view on a reading stand marking the line between books and bridles. Patrons are free to browse it, if they so desire, and he can easily explain to a curious couple which technique might best provide the intended result, no matter what species they are, or what combination of toys they have at their disposal. It is widely rumored among his regular customers that it is impossible to stump him, and while that isn't true, he's been around long enough to see it all.
His wife usually works in the back. She's a diminutive pegasus, with an iris for a cutie mark—a flower which, upon closer inspection, more resembles a vagina. She crafts most of the phalluses and artificial mounts, and also takes over for her husband when a shy mare cannot bring herself to talk to him. Oftentimes, she makes up for the details about reproduction that the fillies don't learn in school, and she's happy to sell a potion or charm to prevent—or encourage—pregnancy.
A few times, she's been asked by a particularly lecherous stallion if she'd be willing to demonstrate a particular technique for him. She simply gives him a card for the local brothel, and asks him if he'd like to make a purchase.
If you followed them home at the end of the day, you'd be surprised again to discover just how ordinary their house is. They have a single zebra daughter—adopted when she was a foal—and she's old enough to stay home by herself and make dinner for them. She knows more about sex than anypony else at school, but she also knows it's not appropriate to discuss it in class. Nevertheless, just like her mother, she's happy to set her fillyfriends straight after school. But, other than the rather exotic daughter, their home is no different than yours—it features no sex dungeon—and when they've finished their late dinner, they both like to relax on the porch swing and watch the starry night sky, just like any other couple.
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Dare I ask what brought THIS one on?
FIRST!!! There, now that's out of my system.
Haha, you actually did it!
Niice.
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Comments on Important Differences.
While it may or may not be that griffons have bird parts back there, given the wide number of different species in Equestria, and possible biological or functional incompatibility, such a shop might do very brisk business indeed.
I was thinking about it at work today, and after I got done publishing War Were Declared, I just went ahead and wrote it. I'm using One-Shot-Ober as an excuse to write things I normally wouldn't, and flex my literary muscles.
Next up is a SoL, then I'm not sure, then a Dark + Gore for the 8th.
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Would you expect anything less from the guy who wrote the first peachfic?
Biscuit, you magnificent bastard, I read your fic!
I actually like this. It's simple and short, doesn't have much of a point, but what it has, it gets across nicely. A nice little diddy that actually explores some of the social... things? of sex and sex accessories. (>_>) I... don't know how to word that any better. Like how schoolkids talk about naughty shit like that, how parents get uppity about stuff like that, and how people running a sex shop aren't necessarily perverts (or in this case, aren't even kinky).
Though I have to say, even for a pony who's proud of their talent, I think it'd be pretty damn fucked up having a DICK for a cutie mark.
Just sayin.
Also, the bad dragon reference was not lost on me.
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Given how fast and loose they play with cutie marks ("the smiling flowers represent the happy faces of my students"), he could say it was a cucumber or a candlestick or something else that's shaped like that.
Anyway he's secure with his place in the world.
I actually know a former sex shop employee. We've had some interesting conversations. I almost called her, to see if she'd be a technical consultant for this story.
I'm sure everyone reading this story has seen the ad.
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HehehehehehehehehehHEHEHehehehehe....
You keep writing them, I keep liking and favoriting them.
One-shot-ober is half of my spice of life right now! Confound you Admiral, you drive me to write!
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The back half of a griffon is lion parts. I'd expect a griffon's genitalia to fit that rather than the eagle half.
The meaning of the story is so deep that leonitus wouldn't spartan kick a man down this
"I sell sex toys and sex toy accessories"
Bang it Bobby!
Candlestick or cucumber XD
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Do eeet.
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Could be; a lot of it would depend on if they lay eggs or not. Egg-laying mammals have cloaca.
But even if Griffons have cat equipment, there are still potential issues with size and length. IRL, horses are huge and lions are not. Based on some scaling experiments I did (including best guess of a female pony's hip structure), ponies are still pretty damn big.
Great little story, going to have to look at your other work once I get back home.
Noticed a small grammatical error. Check the line that has "upon closer inspection, more resembles", there should be an "a" before the next word in that. The word which I shall not type in the comments section.
Welp, got to go, check your other stuff later. You'll probably have stuff I like. ^_^
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Thank you--correction made.
God-fuckin' damn, this is well outside what I was even close to expecting.
A brilliant story, and I'm quite disappointed that it's a one-shot. Regardless, it's in my Favourites.
The final paragraph is what makes this story. Having lived near Amsterdam for two years, I can tell you that they're basically like the salespeople you'd get in a video store or whatever.
Which, of course, does make it a bit weird when they say, "Now I've actually got one of these at home myself ..."
Very cute and enjoyable except for one final line.
Really? They run a sex shop that's all about enjoying yourself, yet they taught their daughter it's wrong to discuss sex? Methinks that ought to be a typo...
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It was supposed to be "in class." or "at school." I guess I accidentally edited that part out.
Fuck it, I'm outta here. jk
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They know that if their daughter started going on and on about sex at school, the other students would assume that she was sexually active and promiscuous, and treat her with less respect. This behavior derives from a combination of a k-selective reproductive strategy, female childbearing and sapience; it is unavoidable, even in the Magic Land of Equestria. Especially where young persons are concerned.
What makes the story is that the couple aren't depraved ponies out of a porno fantasy -- they're Just Plain Folks, who love one another and their child.
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5103585 No the problem was originally Biscuit omitted the "at school" or "in class" part of the sentence.
But I do agree with your point to some extent.
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Reading that in my best Hank voice just made it even funnier for me.
Read this in Morgan Freeman's voice.
5104375 i read it with a sort of mix of Sir David Attenborough and Michael Palin which also seemed to work
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Never before have I gotten such an appropiate Bad Dragon add.
Good job. Nice fic.
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James Earl Jones or Paul Harvey would work well, too.
I hate this shitTHIS IS AWESOME!Short and sweet, I love stories like this.
Worth every word.
What a fresh and fun idea, and it has a message that I can really get behind. Those two are just normal ponies with jobs, no reason they would be or should be anything else. They actually seem like a really sweet couple. I bet their bedroom life is fun, but hey, we shouldn't pry.
A lovely little scene sketch and character study. Quite sweetly and maturely done!
implying the exotic daughter is a usual part of a sex dungeon?
I like this.
5113706
Wow, that could have been better worded.
5113887 It gave me a good chuckle, I thought I would share it.
5100113 Check this blog post, it has the sizes for horses/ ponies, or at least what's reasonable.
http://www.fimfiction.net/blog/374175/on-size-and-the-misuse-of-it
I read this because my curiosity got the better of me. This is...not what I expected. I'm glad it's not. It is well written and I'm giving it a up vote.
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At most, five of them are. The other four are people who donvoted just because I wrote it.
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Thank you!
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The disapproval of sexual knowledge that you're talking about doesn't follow inevitably from a reproductive strategy. It comes from cultural beliefs that amplify the association between sex and reproduction, and between discussing and doing. When you reduce culture to biology, please think twice about whether you're oversimplifying things.
There's a cultural component to inferring that, because one knows about a thing, one surely does it. We don't assume that people who know a lot about football play it a lot. There's also a lot of human cultural variation in attitudes toward knowing about sex. But even if there weren't, the availability of reliable birth control means that sex doesn't imply reproduction, so ponies' reproductive strategy wouldn't strictly determine their sexual practices.
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(*sigh*) No, it comes from the combination of k-selection, female childbearing and SAPIENCE. Adolescents are trying to form their sexual identities and statuses; they are not yet secure in either. if you tell them that you are very knowledgeable about sex, whether or not you tell them that you are highly sexually-active, this will be assumed because that is how adolescents think, based on the combination of fascination and lack of experience with the topic.
To put it another way, teenagers are generally dirty-minded but innocent. Which is a socially dangerous combination for you if you happen to be a fellow-teenager with unusual (in any direction) knowledge of sex.
In the story, the daughter is approaching an age when she will have to deal with males making sexual advances to her. At her age, unready as she is to marry and bear children, if she yields to these advances she will damage her future prospects in life.
For a society to succeed in culturally disconnecting sexuality and reproduction it would have to have a level of technology such that children could be cheaply and easily produced upon demand by means other than males and females mating and the females becoming pregnant thereby. Even given this, it would then need social institutions which ensured that the children were still cared for by their parents and treated as members of both parental families.
Equestria has not yet reached that level of technology. Our civilizations have not reached that level of technology. The Human societies which have actually tried to disconnect sex and reproduction -- mostly Western Europe, though this has also taken place to some extent in the cultures of the Anglospheric Diaspora -- have suffered birth dearths and rampant social problems in consequence.
Oh, and a higher-than-normal proportion of their births being to unwed adolescents, because adolescents are one class of people which one cannot count on to use contraceptives even if available, cheap, effective and safe. Keep in mind; every sapient being is the child of two other sapient beings who either wanted to reproduce, or did not care enough about avoiding it to avoid the actions which led to reproduction, including failing to use contraceptive techniques.
We know that Equestria has not made the attempt because Equestria is still expanding. We know this because we have seen several "frontier" towns with the usual marks of temporary and recent construction, underdeveloped hinterlands and so forth.
So given this, it is fairly obvious that it would be a very bad idea for the daughter to make a big deal about her knowledge of the details of sexuality. She would gain some temporary notoriety and status at the price of a longer-term diminuation in status, because she would -- quite unfairly and irregardless of her actual behavior -- be seen as a slut. This would of course be an immature and shallow judgement of her -- but teenagers ARE "immature and shallow."
Her parents know this, presumably personally (given their Cutie Marks -- think about how they would have been treated when they appeared, and they would have been young adolescents when this happened as well). They wish to spare their beloved daughter the suffering.
Were there child a son rather than daughter, this display wouldn't hurt him as much, but it would still hurt him. He might gain status among the colts, and since being sexually-easy isn't as damaging to the male reputation, it might be positive status. At least when they're still young adolescents.
On the other hand, think about what happens when he tries to court fillies -- he'll find that the easier fillies will be more interested in, but the less easy ones less interested in him, because of how they will be modeling his romantic strategies.
He will be unfairly assumed to be a cad. This means that he will find it difficult to connect with a filly who is looking for serious love, the sort of filly he might want to marry when they get older. He is more likely to wind up marrying an actual slut, with all the personal and reproductive disadvantages this implies for his future.
This is how reality works. It derives from the iterated game that is courtship, and the fact that the players of this game need very much to figure out the strategies of those with whom they are playing the game -- so they will seize upon whatever hints they can find. And in the case of inexperienced gamers, perhaps make unwarranted assumptions.
And this is social reality. The fact that one lives in a science-fantasy universe doesn't change social realities in this regard.
Actually, I would make that assumption with regard to football of adolescents (because adolescents tend to have more time for physical sports) and it's probably accurate to assume that the percentage of people who play football is higher among fans of football than of those disinterested in the sport. The analogy is between avid readers and writers, and I think you'll fnd that an avid reader is more likely to be a writer than someone who is not an avid reader.
Among adolescents, and particularly younger adolescents -- most of whom, remember, have little or no sexual experience -- a high amount of sexual knowledge almost certainly does correlate with an unusual willingness to engage in sexual activity, and probably with being "easy" as well. This becomes less true as ages increase, because even a fairly chaste mare in her twenties or thirties is likely to have a lover or be married, or to have had a lover or be married.
But at, say, 12-14? Most kids that age won't have much knowledge about the details of sex unless they're sexually-active, and most who are, are probably fairly easy (and emotionally-damaged, but Kids Are Cruel). And I say this in full awareness of the fact that the correlation isn't all that strong, because it's just strong enough that adolescents, in particular, are bound to latch on to it.
You might have a culture which actively tried to prevent people from drawing logical inferences of this sort. But the problem with policies like that is that they don't bite well, because anyone who obeys them suffers bad social consequences, while anyone who defies them (but keeps his defiance secret) gains social advantages: cultural evolution selects against the policy and for the forbidden attitude.
What's worse (from the policy-maker's point of view) is that this particular selection operates against the policy by the very strong evolutionary force of sexual selection. It is hence very unlikely to work.
Absent such a policy, there is absolutely no reason why a classroom, or school, full of giggling pre-teens and teens isn't going to make the obvious inference.
Hmm.
I see.
Mmhmm...
Yes, YES!
I like it.
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A most curious and enlightening read
A very good read and a thumbs up.