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10/16/11(Sun)13:29 No.30624683She's not just wearing a bath robe. She's wearing your bath robe. About four sizes too large for her and not tied around her waist, you wouldn't even know there was a body hiding beneath the cloth if it weren't for the swathes of pink hair on top. Her head hangs as usual, using her hair to obscure her face. You brush her long bangs away, revealing a delicate face, flushed with embarrassment. A few words spill from her mouth about how nervous she is, but you reassure her. You wouldn't have asked this from her if the two of you weren't close as lovebirds. Her robe opens, heavy cloth falling to the floor. It's all you can do to not roll your eyes when you see that she's fully clothed underneath, her usual conservative gardening outfit. Her eyes turn away, seeing your disappointment, as she swears that she has something sexy on beneath her apron and heavy duty dress. You place your hands on her hips and whisper into her ear. It's okay, these things are hard, and we all have to take baby steps. You instruct her to go back into the bathroom and try again. Keep the apron, that's okay. But lose everything else. And you mean everything. Her eyes go wide before turning around, her hands rubbing up and down her cheeks. She shuffles back to the bathroom, muttering only two words: Oh my...
You know, come to think of it, there's a good chance they'd all be really awkward at sex. Exception being Rarity, because she's a goddess. Any more requests? |