|Don't you like it?|
Goil Getting FriskyMail stepped into his dorm building, returning from his classes. He tiredly adjusted his black cap as he made his way to his dorm room. He sighed as he walked. "Another long day." He muttered to himself. "Oh well, at least I'm back at the dorm. Maybe I'll crash for a little bit." When he stopped in front of his door and started to rustle through his olive green pants for his key his picked his head up in thought. "Hmm...actually, I might not be able to get a quick nap. Goil likes to keep me...occupied." His face started to turn red as he pulled his keys out, but his haphazard grip made him fumble them onto the floor. "Oops." he said to himself, realizing he made himself flustered as he scooped up the keys before anyone noticed. He stuck his dorm key into the lock, taking a deep breath before twisting his wrist. He exhaled as he pushed the door open, though his face's hue remained steady as he caught sight of a pink slime strewn on the seats of his couch. From the middle of the pile piq
Diamonds are a Rarity
“It's exactly what it sounds like dear. I don't see why you're making such a big fuss.”
“You just called me fat, I have the right to fuss.”
“'Plus sized', dear, 'Plus sized'. We don't use the 'f' word in this studio.”
Rarity continued to take the measurements of her new recruit, wrapping the yellow tape around Diamond Tiara's thick middle, and watched as it dug in just slightly to her silky paunch.
“Still feels rude...” Diamond continued complaining, blushing at the sensation of her belly wobbling as Rarity whisked the tape away. She understood why taking her sizes with clothes on would be counter productive. But standing, arms out, with nothing but her undergarments as an older (fairly attractive) woman probed every jiggling inch of her exposed body was a rather embarrassing experience. She almost regretted not bringing Silver along now. Poor girl would have passed out the mom