“This old thing?” She swats at the compliment. “It’s been sitting here for some time, haven’t been able to get anypony to buy it… there’s some memories with it, but I guess it’ll have to wait.” Rarity approaches with measuring tape and quill with paper. “Now, how about we get these numbers then?”
You opt for a compromise, taking the sheet and bundling it around your waist, back to her. Not naked, not modest, still uncomfortable. “Now, I’ve never done something with a body like yours. Closest thing I’ve seen is a minotaur, so I’m going to get everything I can think of.” The tape presses against your skin-wait, minotaur? “You’re lucky that you showed up when you did, business has been slow lately… I had a stroke of luck finding a huge amount of gems some time ago, with some help from a few dogs, but now it’s all gone. Supply and demand, all that you understand. Boost of materials, boost of work, but now I’ve run out and nopony needs anything because I’ve filled all their orders. I’m going to have to find another cache of them before it picks back up.” By now, she finishes. “So, work clothing? That should be simple enough for me.” While she heads to her supplies, you re-wrap your flesh. “Anonymous, was it? Please, tell me about yourself.”
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