(FR) Writer Anon keeps losing his pants (C+)

>day I blame Clever Dick for the bin
>you are Writer Anon
>well you wish you were, you just do silly shorts for the Foal Free Press
>somehow Cheerilee pays you well enough for them
>some of your stories feature past rape attempts on your person from the main 6, but they're considered amusing works of complete fiction
>you hate that, but you enjoy the bits since you can't seem to do anything else worthwhile
>you're off to deliver another short to the press after relocating your pants thanks to the pink menace
>one day you'll figure out how she keeps stealing your pants while you have both eyes trained on her
>oh yeah, you also got a limp thanks to Derpy yesterday, you could never say no to those eyes
>wish you could though as that flank has sent you to the hospital more times a month than Applejack bucks apples
>today's short is about Rarity's recent attempt
>she invited you over for dinner the other night for some small celebration although you knew the real reason
>dinner went along well enough until she served the wine
>there was a slight discoloration to yours compared to hers
>distracting her for a moment you swapped the glasses and waited for her to take a sip
>5 minutes later she was out like a light
>being a gentleman you carried her off to her room and laid her to rest in her bed for the night
>you may have also had a little fun with her, but there was no evidence and she never reported anything
>you are shitty writer Anon and where the hell are your god damn pants!?
>Fucking Ponies