>Floored by the revelation of seeing Anon and Rainbow Dash together in such a scandalous manner, you retreat to your home to sulk
>You weren't not jealous of Dash being such good friends of his
>And of getting to enjoy his yogurt
>You're happy for her, truly
>But you wanted to be the pony in his arms
>You wanted to gulp down his yogurt every morning
>Every night
>And sometimes at lunch time too because he produces so much
>And now...
>Now she gets to taste his REAL yogurt!
>Not just the manufactured product but the real deal too!
>You've seen him do it once
>He made a mess
>He didn't even notice that you were peeking through his window
>Not that you wanted to
>You just wanted to visit him since he was new to Ponyville
>That beautiful, terrifying explosion burned itself into your memory
>Now Rainbow Dash gets to see that excessive display of need...
>It's not fair!
>Fluttershy, you slug, you were too slow!
>No offense to slugs, of course
>But wait
>Just because they looked at each other like that
>And he carried her like that
>Doesn't mean they ARE like that
>Right?
>Your heart lifts off the soil of defeat
>You just have to tell Anon that you love him!
>But how?
>Mr. Iguana gave you some information but not enough
>You don't want to come off so strong as to just tell him out of the blue, either
>Maybe Rarity would know?
>She deals with a lot of attention from stallions from all over
>You get the feeling she might understand you perfectly
>Your mood elated and your loins lit anew, you fly straight to Rarity's parlor
>A lot of the clothing Anon has was made by her
>Which means she must have measured him too!
>You fly even faster, spurred on by what secrets she may impart upon you
>Not so fast that you might sprain your wing
>If you did that, you might end up in the hospital
>You stick your landing and follow into a light trot, yards away from Rarity's front door
>After running a hoof through your mane to fix any stray hair you muster your courage and walk in
>Upon entering, you can hear Rarity singing
>She always does that when she's happy
>Though it's more a series of "la"s rather than anything truly lyrical
>Not that you would ever judge her
"Rarity, good morning. I, um, I need your help with something very important."
>You do your best to sound serious but your marshmallowy soft voice doesn't carry the tone so well
>Rarity hears you and stops, turning away from her magically-guided needle
>It looks like she's trying out a new spring design
>"Good morning, Fluttershy! What brings you here today?"
>You can't help but smile as you speak
"I-I have a request."
>She must know that this is important if you ask her so boldly
>"Mmm?"
>She doesn't seem like she's taking it anymore seriously
"I... have a crush on someone. And I would like to find the right way to tell him."
>Rarity lets out one of her most dramatic gasps
>She always was a real thespian
>"Well don't leave me hanging, darling! Tell me who it is! It's not Big Mac, is it? He's such a stoic stallion, I just can't get a read on him. Or perhaps is it that nice boy that's been working with the mayor? Or--"
>You beam, shaking your head
"Oh no, none of those, though they are nice. It's someone we both know!"
>She gasps even harder
>"Oh well that doesn't narrow it down! Tell me, I might die if you don't!"
>Feeling emboldened by your friend's support, you puff out your chest
"Rarity, I am in love with Anonymous."
>Just like that, you'd think that you froze time
>Rarity is in mid gasp when she hears you
>She's...
>She's not moving
"R-Rarity? Are you ok?"
>You reach out and nudge her shoulder with the tip of your hoof
>She shakes her head and blinks hard multiple times
>"I-I'm sorry, darling, I just thought you said that... Anonymous?"
>You nod with a warm smile
"I did."
>She tries her best to, but she shrinks back
>Her smile is still there but it's one of concern
>"The... the human we know as Anonymous?"
"Oh, absolutely!"
>"The Anonymous that kept making horse puns when he first showed up?"
"The very one and the same! He's so funny."
>You can see that gears are turning in Rarity's head
>"T... the Anonymous that Rainbow Dash, of all people, hangs out with?"
>You hang your head, immediately thinking of how they looked together
"Yes, Rarity... the very one and the same."
>Rarity looks at you
>"Are you feeling alright, honey?"
>You shake your head
"I am not, Rarity... not at all. I have reason to believe that my time is limited to let him know how I really feel, before... some other mare does it..."
>Rarity stifles a laugh
>She sees that you don't react and regains her composure
>"Fluttershy... I will not say that you can or can't love someone."
>You feel like she wants to say 'but' after
>She doesn't speak for a moment
>"...sooo... why don't we... see if we can spruce you up a little? He's painfully talkative when he's here, and you know how I enjoy a little idle gossip, so I think I may have some insider information that would really make you stand out in his... unique... unique... SO VERY UNIQUE eyes."
>She gives you her best smile
>That lifts your spirit immensely!
>You hug her tight in a flash, nuzzling your face against hers
"Oh Rarity, thank you! With you helping me, I know that love will prevail!"
>Rarity gives you a peculiar, funny laugh and pats you on the back
>"Well you know what they say about having the devil's luck, darling..."
>Operation Dollop did not work so well
>But Operation Beauty will!

>You were feeling golden
>After this morning, and on the way to work, you could feel that something... changed
>Not that you or Dash brought it up, or said anything
>But you got a certain feeling
>Especially when she lingered a second longer than usual before getting out of your arms
>She acted like it everything was normal
>She called you a pussy because you are what you eat
>You were going to call her a big chicken but she flew off before you got the chance
>You haven't quite seen her fly that fast before
>All the same, the hospital's most valuable employee was here and ready to get busy
>Going in, you see your supervisor waiting for you
>A tired, old mare by the name of Home Remedy
>"Well good morning Anon. Full of energy and seeing rainbows, are we?"
>She looks and sounds like she's 100% done with your shit
>Usually because she is, at least in the mornings before she gets her coffee
"That's one way to put it. What's on the docket for today?"
>The old workhorse looks over you, always quick to mention if your uniform is dirty or too wrinkled
>"Since you're channeling your inner Pinkie Pie, I should mention that our Miss Pie threw a party last evening and some pony thought it would be a smart idea to eat a dozen cupcakes."
>You shrug
"Is that bad?"
>"With three times the icing."
>You grimace
"Oh. Nice."
>"I'm glad you think so. She was in room 122. Once you're done with that, come find me and we can get rid of some emptied containers and dispose of a few other things."
>You give the most casual of salutes
"Sounds like a plan. Let me go grab my stuff and I'll get to it."
>You head to the locker and equipment room
>It's a dirty job but pony messes are so much less worse than human messes
>"Oh, and Anonymous?"
>Like a PSX model, you stop in mid-step and pivot to face her
>The old mare gives you a grin
>"I get that you're young and have a marefriend... but can you at least wait until after work to smell like that?"
>Your face erupts into a deep red
"Wh-huh? Me? No, I..."
>You look down
>The only thing wrong with your uniform is a blue feather that must've come off of Dash's wings
>Remedy lifts and shakes her front right hoof
>You check it and see a small, dark smear on the inside of your sleeve
"Oh-aw come on! Dammit..."
>She chuckles at your reaction
>She's as serious as she needs to be, you'll give her that
>"Don't worry, you'll smell like icing before today is done."
>The old bat sounds amused
"Yeah... thanks, Homey..."
>Fucking Rainbow Dash
>You head to the locker room
>You give the spot a small sniff when you're alone
>Smells like your soap
>Or more like your soap smells like her
>God damn it
>You only just now realize that you haven't brought your basket with you either
>No lunch for Anonymous
"I'm gonna get her back for this..."
>You grumble to yourself
>She did the right thing
>Nothing really has changed between you and her
>You contemplate tossing the feather that was stuck to you but you rethink it
>If, or when, you get a hat, you'll put it in the brim or something
>You could always just pluck a better one from her hide later, too
>Maybe you can find an excuse to take her somewhere for dinner one of these days
>Just because

>You flew away from Anonymous as quickly as you could
>You were completely trapped in his tempo!
>How could you, Rainbow Dash, Equestria's best and fastest flier, fall for a dweeb like that?
>Granted, you weren't a Wonderbolt
>And you spent most of your days hanging out with him rather than training
>And maybe you did use his soap bars to wash and pleasure yourself a few times too often for it to be merely a prank
>But you didn't mean anything by all of that!
>Despite all of your acrobatic, aeronautical rage, you are still trapped in an Anonymous-shaped cage
>How did he even DO all that he did, anyway?
>What type of world did he come from where that's even a thing?
>...Would he do it again if you worded it like a dare?
>Your wings cause you to scream through the air and cut clouds in half
>Someone had very specific weather plans for today but it's not like they couldn't just move them back in place when you were done tearing up the scenery
>You eventually stop, hooves setting down on someone's roof
>Of course it's the roof of Anon's house
>You've found yourself coming here more and more, even when he isn't home
>You know it inside and out, better than any other building in Ponyville
>You're kinda jealous that he gets the house of a celebrity just for being big
>But he wouldn't be able to do anything in a normal pony-sized home either
>You silently stew while watching over Ponyville like a gargoyle
>How did he find out about the soap anyway?
>Speaking of soap, your eyes go wide
>You and him were so busy that he didn't bring his lunch!
>You always bothered him at lunch
>Partially to steal half of it for yourself
>It wasn't any sort of romantic nonsense because you never once asked if you could
>You just took it and laughed at him for getting all butthurt to begin with
>You couldn't do that if he didn't have his lunch
"Dang it... it's not fair."
>You mumble to yourself and fly in through one of his windows
>You know exactly what he brings every day, so you make exactly what he does
>Maybe not so well because you only have hooves and he has hands with worm-looking fingers
>But if he complains, you'll buck his head off and use it to go bowling
>Or drag him up onto a cloud and show him how to really blast off
>Despite making a large mess, you make twice the normal amount of food
>A full helping for him
>And a full helping for yourself
>And two jars of yogurt, of course
>Your favorite type and his favorite, so you can distract him with it when he asks why you broke into his home and made him lunch
"Guy should be thanking me..."
>You grumble while looking at your half-assed attempts
>The sandwiches look terrible
>The butter you used looks chunky and unevenly spread
>You didn't mean to but you even managed to crack one of the jars by fumbling it too much
>Is this really the best you could do?
>You fight back the urge to let your eyes tear up
>If he doesn't like it, tough, you can eat twice as much today
>You stuff it into his basket, having made sure that it was emptied out before
>Biting down on the handles, you hop out to the windows and fly off
>Far more slower than usual, to make sure you don't make things look worse
>He better be thankful for this!

>You pose as well as you can for Rarity while she takes your measurements
>You can't help but get excited at the idea of leaving the parlor looking like Anon's dream come true
>You don't have a single clue of what it would look like but Rarity knows best
>"So... Fluttershy..."
>Rarity speaks up like she's expecting something
"O-oh. Um... yes, Rarity?"
>She dramatically sighs, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world
>"Don't play coy, tell me why you like him!"
>Your face reddens almost immediately
"Ooh! Well... I know he's friendly to a lot of animals. Ever since he got his home, a lot less animals have been getting lost from their homes."
>Rarity gives you a queer look
>"Are you telling me a squirrel forgets what tree he hides his nuts in?"
>You shake your head, giggling
"No, of course not! But a lot of animals go out to explore during the spring for food after hibernating for a long time. Having a house that big gives them a landmark to go by!"
>She nods, not convinced
>"I suppose that helps but that sounds like you should be thankful for the house, not him."
"But wait, there's more!"
>"Of course there is..."
"He's spread out a lot of seeds for birds too. He even put together a nice looking bird feeder where over a dozen of them can eat at once without having to go digging or scraping around!"
>It didn't look the most professional, but it took a very special talent and sense of kindness to make it
"He even works at the hospital! His entire job is helping people! I bet his cutie mark is something adorable like a blanket. Or, or something even better like big heart. He's really big so you know his heart is really big too."
>Rarity more listens to you than anything else
>You feel so happy when you gush about him
"And that's not all that's big, too! He--"
>You stop yourself, scrunching your face
>You look at Rarity from the corner of her eye
>She looks at you with an expression of pure shock
>Neither of you move or break eye contact
>Rarity breaks the silence, coughing
>"Yes, well... you aren't wrong. That doesn't make it right to say, I'll have you know!"
>She blushes, focusing on her work
>"But sister you are not wrong..."
>You awkwardly laugh, unable to help from smiling
>"Well... I suppose under his... roguish personality is a very kind man. And I, for one, am glad that you see that. Celestia knows not many would."
>You take that as a compliment
"I'm glad you think so, Rarity! I always like to think that I could see the best in everyone."
>You absent-mindedly smile, thinking of how swimmingly everything has been going
>Maybe there's been a small setback, but everything is going to go better from here on out!
"Oh, Rarity! I must say that his yogurt is delicious too. It's so thick it's hard to believe he can make so much of it effortlessly!"
>Rarity's thread snaps
>The needle she was using flies off, piercing the parlor wall and flying into who knows where
>You force yourself to look dead ahead
>You saw a glimpse of Rarity's face
>"E...excuse me... Fluttershy... darling... WHAT?"

>You spent far too much time cleaning up the cupcake mess
>Sick, sugary smell aside, it wasn't all that terrible
>You've handled far worse at this point
>You also managed to listen to your gut and avoided tasting any of it
>It was, after all, mostly cupcake icing
>After long enough, the room was spotless
>The sugary scent still lingered but you had opened all windows to help vent it
>Equestria didn't have all that much in the way of hard cleaning supplies but it largely wasn't required for this type of stuff
>Lunchtime came sooner than expected, not that you minded
>The work was mind numbing stuff if it wasn't unusual
"Wonder what Dash is up to..."
>Going up to the roof, you take a seat where you usually do
>Once she sees that you didn't bring your stuff, she'll probably call you gay and buzz off
>At least you thought she'd do that
>You lay down and close your eyes, sighing
>Maybe you could use the time to take a nap
>"Incoming!"
>Hey, that sounds like Dash right now
>Wait
>You open your eyes just to see her dropping out of the sky like a lead weight
>"Catch the basket!"
>What basket?
>Something smashes into your face, knocking you flat if you weren't already flat on your back
>Rainbow Dash lands on your chest
>"Oh hey, the basket's ok... Anon, I got your lunch!
>You do not respond to her
>"Hey... you alright?"

>You spent a good time of the morning speaking with Rarity while she worked on you
>You are quite happy to talk to her about Anon and how wonderful you think he is but you get the sneaking suspicion that she just does not share your enthusiasm
>Half of the comments you make cause her to look at you sorta funny too
>You still do not know why Rarity lost her first needle
>You certainly hope nopony gets hurt
>Rarity steps back, wiping nonexistent sweat off of her brow
>"Well Fluttershy... it was certainly more work to listen to you than it was to work on you. But it is done! Even an... well, if Anonymous can resist you, it's a fake!"
>She magics a mirror over to hover around you
>Silky tubesocks that go from your flanks to a few inches above your hooves
>A hoodie that fits like a dream and covers your front legs, though one sleeve is actually longer than the other so it looks a little messy
>And even a pair of big, cola-bottle glasses
>The lens are thick but you can look through them
>Apparently a lot of ponies wear glasses who don't need glasses
"Oh wow, Rarity. I look..."
>"Like a... what was the word, a 'neat'? Anonymous has mentioned this 'neat fashion' time and time again but it sounds so... homely. But I suppose with how he turned my nose up at my sensible choices, this may be our silver bullet."
>She doesn't look particularly proud but you think it is some of her best work yet!
>There are convenient holes for your wings to fit through, and even a little pocket under you!
>And a hood!
>That's probably why it's called a hoodie
>You smile with a squee when the mirror rotates around your face
>Your hair is the same but you can't help but believe that it's best natural
>It is a very natural, low-energy design
>Rarity saunters off, happy with herself
>"Well... best of luck to you, sweetie. I, however... I need to do something drastic to erase the image of Anonymous getting excited out of my head."
>You swoon at the sound of that
>If Anonymous really does love your new look, you can tell him that you love him!
>Then you can go out on a date!
>Then he can offer you his yogurt!
>Both flavors!
>Giddy as can be, you prance in place and strut out of Rarity's parlor
>The purposefully long sleeve is a little weird, and you worry that it may get a little dirty soon with some basic walking so you decide to fly directly to the hospital as soon as you are back outside
>The glasses make it a little harder to fly than you first thought, but at least the skies are clear
>You feel remarkably warm with your new outfit on too
>Maybe you can keep wearing these things, even after you use it to attract Anonymous!
>When you reach the hospital roof, you hear Anonymous and Rainbow Dash arguing like before
>"Aw man, the jar is cracked..."
>"I tried to be careful with it but it's a dumb size..."
>"You're a dumb size."
>"You're the one who's too big!"
>"You didn't say anything of the sort this morning!"
>"Ah--wha!? You take that back!"
>Oh, it sounds like they're good friends like always
>You appear before them, landing as gracefully as you can
>Strutting around a few steps, you stop in front Anonymous
>Who has... Rainbow Dash sitting in his lap, between his legs
>Your cheeks flush red at the sight
>You want that to be you
>At least Anon seems happy!
>The surprised look on his face really says it all
>You know it's a good surprised look too
>You've seen bad surprised looks
>"Anon, I have very wonderful, important news!"
>"Fluttershy, what's with this goofy outfit? Are you undercover?"
>Anon is speechless
>"That's... that's definitely an outfit. What's so important that it requires you to dress up like... uh... that?"
>Your wings flap a few times as you work up the courage to finally admit it
"Anon, ever since you came to Equestria, I've wanted to be friends with you. But after thinking really hard on it, and really checking, I've come to a realization. I love you and, and, and I would like to be your marefriend so I can make you as happy as you make me."
>You smile as widely as you can
>You can feel all sorts of butterflies in your stomach
>And elsewhere
>The look on your friend and your romantic interest is one of mutual shock
>Fluttershy, you are so bold sometimes!
>Rainbow Dash speaks first
>"Y-you're kidding... right?"
>You shake your head with a giggle, disheveling the glasses on your face
"Oh my, not at all Rainbow Dash! Anon has been on my mind for so long now that I can hardly contain myself!"
>Dash looks at you, then up at Anon
>"Y-you... you aren't buying this, are ya!?"
>Anon tries to clear his throat, tugging at the collar of his scrub top
>He smells so sweet too
>You knew that he always had a sweet scent but today is especially good!
>"I... I, uh... y-you too...?"
>'You too'?
>As in 'I love you too, Fluttershy'?
>As in 'I would like you to be my marefriend'?!
>Your eyes dilate from behind your painfully thick glasses
>Unable to contain yourself, you let out your most cherished, victorious cry!
>You've been told that it sounds like air slowly escaping a balloon but you think it just makes you that much more unique
>Without wanting to risk losing control of yourself then and there, you take to the sky
"He said 'you too'! I'll stop by your home after work!"
>You giggle uncontrollably as you leave the scene
>Anonymous looks positively stunned
>Rainbow Dash does too, but you think she might have eaten something wrong because she looked like something was really gross to her
>But you did it!
>And he returns your feelings!
>Rarity, you're a genius!
>Operation Beauty couldn't have gone better!


Operation Beauty: STUNNING SUCCESS
Outfits obtained: 1
Celebratory orgasms had: 20
Friends alienated: 2
Hearts Captured: 1
Human Friends Made: 1
Human Dicks Sucked: N/A
Rank: Stallion Stunning Succubus