Chapter 1
Fluttershy hummed to herself, checking up on the animals. "Good morning, birdies!" Fluttershy smiled, feeding them. As she did this, a certain mare hid under bushes was watching her. The mare was Rarity, she couldn't help herself anymore. She grew so fond of Fluttershy for the past several months. Besides doing her work she wanted to spend all her free time with Fluttershy.
"Ahhhh," Rarity blushed. Her heart raced fast as soon as she saw her crush, heading towards her. Rarity wanted to panick, but as the the lady she is she tried her best to remain calm. And hope Fluttershy won't be freaked out...
"Rarity?" Fluttershy asked. Rarity nervously laughed, blushing. She nodded her head not daring to say one word. "Why are you hiding in my bushes?" Fluttershy giggled, poking her. This made Rarity blush madly. She opened her mouth to speak, while raising her hoof up.
"I-I, sorry my dear is this a bit too weird for you. I just couldn't help, but stop thinking about you lately..." Rarity smiled, trailing off.
"Mmmm?" Fluttershy smiled, messing with her hooves.
"Ahem, I know this isn't very lady like, but I was wondering if you would like to hang out later today?" Rarity finally asked.
"Oh, at the spa? Isn't our day Sunday?" Asked Fluttershy.
"No, no!" Rarity chuckled. "What I meant was like hanging out at your cottage, my dear!" Rarity smiled widely. Her heart raced faster just by looking at the mare. This felt like heaven, finally she had gotten the courage to ask Fluttershy this. It felt so big for the lady Rarity since she was always asked out instead.
"Oh, Rarity. I don't know if I can today..." Fluttershy bit her lip. Rarity's smile quickly faded, face flushed with disappointment. Fluttershy freaked "it is just I am really busy today with the animals. But, maybe if I finish up quicker we can hang out." Rarity's face quickly lighted up, smiling once again.
"Yes!"
"Rarity!" Spike yelled out loudly. "What the heck is taking that stallion so long?" Spike rolled his eyes, tapping his dragon feet. He felt so impatient these days lately with Twilight always taking forever. And now this.
"Spike, it is very rude to tell a lady to hurry up! Let alone call one a stallion," Rarity said annoyed. Ever since she told Spike about her being transsexual things between them actually got kinda worse. He never seemed to understand HER situation. He always called her a stallion after that, but luckily he referred to Rarity as a "she" around their friends.
"Rarity, no offense... but you're not a lady. Don't you think this crossdressing is ridiculous?" Spike said concerned. He felt so bad inside seeing his friend do this. Why couldn't Rarity just be a normal guy like everyone else? Why did he have to be like this? Is all Spike just asked himself when he was around him.
"Why, Spike! It is not crossdressing if you're a lady!" Rarity said, feeling anger rage in her. This upset her so much. She just wanted to kick a wall in frustration.
"Dude, I am really worried about you. What's next chopping your dick off?" Spike said, feeling anger rage in him as well. He hated so badly to see his friends do stuff like this. All he wanted was to live a simple life, but this isn't simple.
"S-Spike!" Rarity yelled. Her anger soon replaced with sadness. She looked down at herself, remembering that horrible sex organ. The memories came back to her. She just wanted to cry each time someone mentioned her past sex organ. She just wanted to badly to fucking forget about it! "I'm sorry, Spike, but I already h-have," Rarity sighed.
"T-this isn't normal! Man, no matter how hard you try to have a vagina, it's always going to be a penis! Y-you're just fake! A freak!" Spike said, with hurt in his voice. Spike knew he shouldn't have dared to say this, but he just couldn't help it. He really just didn't know how to show he cares, besides discouraging Rarity to stop being this way. He wanted to be the best friend he could, but it just felt impossible.
Rarity completely shut up right after hearing that. A horrible pain sunk in her chest. It felt like a knife was stabbed right through her. How could one of her closests trustworthy friends say this to her? It was one thing to hear this from a stranger. But from a close friend it hurt her a million times worse. All of her hard work shamed was all she felt. She worked so hard everyday to earn enough bits to finally get herself perfected. But words like this felt like it was pointless sometimes.
"How can you say this, Spike? You're the only friend I trusted so much to tell this! You listened to me, care for me, helped me out, and always was there for me! But now y-you're just a monster!" Rarity cried out. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. She sniffed, trying so hard to not cry. But that just made it worse for her.
"I am the monster? I am only saying this cause I care! I know what I am saying!"
"Care? Bullying is not caring, Spike! Excuse my language, but fuck you, Spike! You are a dickhead, hmph!"
"You know, man! Fluttershy isn't ever going to like you! You are just a selfish lieing brat! She'll never want a stallion like you!" Spike yelled out of anger. He really lost it, he couldn't control this no more. Rarity really was hurting him deep down inside.
"Shut up, Spike! For the last time I am a Mare!" Rarity yelled, pushing him. Letting out her stallion strong side out. She was actually still pretty strong after transitioning too. And if she had to fight like a stallion would to get her point across she would. Rarity brought her hoof up, preparing to throw a punch. She soon realized this wasn't right, and was wrong. Rarity fell down to the ground, feeling so ashamed of herself for stooping to the same level as him.
"Look I had enough of your bull shit, Rarity. I'm done right now!" Spike yelled, stomping out of her boutique. He slammed the door as hard as he could, letting Rarity know how pissed off he felt.
Rarity sighed, getting her body up. "No, I must be strong! I will get him back later, but for now I must fix this um hair..." Rarity blushed, walking by a mirror. She examined her body careully, straining her eyes. She noticed her figure was a bit a bulky and boyish. "Gosh, I must cut down on those sweets. I must keep my figure as best possible..."
Rarity felt bad still looking. She looked like a mess without makeup. She sighed reapplying her blue eyeshadow and eyelashes. That crying really messed her makeup up. She sighed, as she put her fake eyelashes on. She wished she could have real girly eyelashes as her friends. Soon after that, she looked down at her privates. Lightly touching her vagina.
"Why couldn't I have been born with one? Maybe Spike was right... Fluttershy won't ever like someone like me. How could I fool myself and her? I-I am just a fake aren't I?" She yelled pulling her hair.
Ding, ding!
Rarity jumped, forcing a smile onto her face right then and there. She quickly fixed her hair as nicely as she could, running after the door. Her eyes twitched at mess just by thinking about it, but she left it behind. She could always fix it afterall not like her whole place looked like a mess.
"H-hi, Rarity," Fluttershy blushed. Rarity's horrible feeling were soon replaced just by seeing the mare of her dreams. The world around her disappeared all she could see was Fluttershy. No more pain, it felt like everything was always perfect with Fluttershy. No matter how upset that mare was only Fluttershy cheered her up.
"My dear, you're here! I am sorry if I look like a mess..." Rarity blushed embarrassed. She always wanted to look her best for Fluttershy.
"It's fine, you look pretty."
"Aww, thank you," Rarity quickly hugged Fluttershy. She just couldn't help it anymore. Fluttershy surprised herself, hugged her back then breaking the hug quickly. Rarity however, grabbed Fluttershy's hoof. "I hope you don't mind..."
"No not at all... let's go," Fluttershy smiled, happily holding hooves with Rarity.
Rarity grinned, walking with her in silence. Whatever was left to happen, was going to happen. No fears rushed over Rarity, she felt completely safe. She knew what she had to later, come out. Smiling still, she had hope. She had a very long rest of the day ahead of her.