Shut-In-Mare RGRE [Vanilla]

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I want to pull a shutin mare in need of a haircut out into the sun for some fun.

>"Non, you have know her ever since the two of you were in preschool, can you please just try and get her out of that room? All she's been doing all day is sitting around reading her weird Masian comics and-"
"I know, I know. I'll try getting her moving."
>"Oh! Thank you so much!"
"Don't mention it."
>You stroll upstairs and knock on her door
>No response
"Hello? It's Anon. What are you doing in there?"
>"Haah, haah. Whew. Uhh, hey Anon! I'm doing nothing at all! Just come in! Wait, no, give me a minute!"
>Something seems...off
>You hear some wet schlicking sounds, a few cans hitting the floor, and tissues being pulled out
>Yeah, you can already guess what she was doing
>It's gross, but every mare did it at some point
>That's what Dadnon said, and you're not gonna question the old man
>Audible sounds of tiny hooves rushing to the door greets you as the door swings open
>The first thing you notice? The smell
>No, smell is too nice of a term to use
>Maybeeee....Musk
>Yeah, that's a good way to describe it
>A wave of pure musk and sweat assaults your nose as you wrinkle up your features
>Yeah, you're DEFINITELY sure what she's doing now
>"Heyyy, my best and only male friend! How are you doing?"
>Her voice was a slight bit off her normal pitch, she sounded completely lame mentioning that you're her only male friend, and her voice cracked at the second-to-last syllable
>IGNORING all that, you answered
"Your dad wanted me to get you outside. You've been locking yourself in that room for quite some time now."
>She now has a blank expression on her muzzle
"Uhh-"
>With an unexpected amount of strength, she grabbed you by your pants and dragged you inside the room, closing and locking the door along with her
>Bucking earth ponies
>And now, with you completely inside the room now, the stench really hits you
>By god, did she completely forget the concept of SHOWERS?!
>She hopped onto her bed
>"C'mon, we're not talking about that. Mom can take care of me and I don't have to do anything! Why are all of you so against my Weeamoo lifestyle?"
>Bullshit
>That is so biased
"Because there are people that actually want to see you outside and healthy. Remember when we were in High School? When's the last time you came to a swim meet of mine?"
>A faint blush appears on her face
>"W-Well, I've been very busy recently with my...works."
"WHAT WORK?! I probably know you better than your parents, and I'm pretty sure every corner of this room is soaked in your...juices! You think I don't have a sense of smell or something?"
>She covers her face with her forelegs
>"S-Stop talking about it."
>She starts sniffling a bit
>Still the crybaby you used to know, huh?
>You walk up to her and put a hand on her withers
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean all those things. Well, the part with your fluids is probably true, but-"
>"No one likes me! I-If I go outside, all it would achieve is other ponies judging me!"
>She becomes a blubbering mess of a mare in under 10 seconds
>Oh lord, this conversation is going nowhere
"STOP."
>She froze and went completely upright, like a statue
>Wow, it actually worked
>Now, time to execute your secret strategy
"OK. I know that you don't like going out, like, at all, but let's make a deal."
>"I-If you think offering bits would work, then you are wro-"
>You pull out the manservant costume
>Her eyes widened into complete saucers, staring at the fabric
"I will wear this for you, and you can do whatever you want with me. In exchange for coming outside with me. Sound good?"
>She nodded so fast that you almost expected her head to roll off her body
"Good."
>After a quick change in the adjacent room, you walk back in to find her ogling you
>This is really weird
>She's just staring with her mouth wide open, a small line of drool leaking from a corner
>You hope she didn't notice the tent that you begin to pitch from wearing this
"Well? Are you going to say anything? Or are you just gonna watch me and that's it?"
>A crooked grin appeared on her muzzle
>"You have to refer to me as your mistress."
"What? This is-"
>"Our agreement?"
"Ugh, fine then. Mistress."
>She started giggling like one of the airhead colts at where you work and started bouncing up and down on her bed
>You're really regretting your choice at this point
>"N-Now, s-scratch my ears."
>Weird, but you're not going to mind it
>You reach out an arm and start to scratch behind her ear
>A light mewl escapes her as you continue scratching, her head leaning into your hand as she slowly closes her eyes
>Aww
>"Stop."
"What is it?"
>"You forgot to say 'mistress'"
*mumble*"Oh my god."*mumble* "What is it, mistress?"
>"There's j-just one more thing I want to do."
"Yes, mistress?"
>"Can you..."*cough*"Can you...maybeee..."*cough* *cough*"Wow, it's dry in here. Can you-"
"-Just tell me already."
>"Canyoupleasekissme"
"..."
>"..."
"...Liiike, where do-"
>"Oh my Celestia I am so sorry just let me die already."
>She hides herself under the covers
>Well, it's just a kiss, right?
>You pick up the entire blanket, and she pops her head out of the pone burrito
>You quickly give her a small peck on the cheek
>Why does she taste like Mountneigh Dew?
"Heh, satisfied, mistress?"
>"..."
>She hides herself inside the protection of the blankets
"Aww, C'MON! I filled out my part of the deal! Let's go out for a walk!"
>"No, you can't make me."
"I will make you! Take a shower already!"
>A muffled hiss escapes the bundle
>You have the feeling this is gonna be a long day