Futajack the Maid Part 5 [CYOA, Humanized, Clop, Futa]

>Go check it out, as you're leaving quietly mention to Rarity that you'll see her at lunch.

“I'd like very much to know what skeletons are residing in my closets...” You announce, before quickly turning to Rarity. “I'll see you at lunch...”

With nary another word, you gesture for Applejack to lead on as you and Rainbow Dash follow her to the suspect closet. You'd taken a basic tour of your residence when you first arrived in town and you had believed that you'd found most of what was left for you. The fire and the resulting inspectors in that wing had seemingly removed all doubt about your complete knowledge of your own house but Applejack's discovery had caused you concern. It didn't take you long to arrive at your destination but when you arrived you noted that this was one of the hallways you'd glanced over and ignored due to being further away from the main area. A few tasteful paintings of yours adorned the walls but you'd left most of this wing to be renovated later.

Applejack opened of the doors to one of the disused rooms with a skeleton key and lead you in. It was a tastefully decorated, albeit bare guestroom lacking a mattress and your eyes instinctively followed Applejack's form as she used her skeleton key to open up the suspiciously locked closet. As she opened it, it occurred to you that it might have been a servants room but any other thoughts were silenced by what was revealed when the closet door opened.

The outfits presented were fetishistic, to say the least, and of an incredible variety. Nurse uniforms, maid uniforms that maid the skimpy one you had stashed away look modest, exceptionally daring lingerie and even a series of leather straps that seemed to barely cover the necessary parts of a woman's body. They seemed to be designed with a smaller woman than Applejack in mind but you could see Rainbow Dash easily fitting into them.

“Who the fuck lived here?!” Dash exclaimed as she dug into the closet, searching from something decent to wear. Or at least less embarrassing the wear as decency was in short supply.

“Ah never thought that dem rumors were true...” Applejack stated as she watched Dash dig through the closet. “At least we haven't run into a dungeon or anythin'...”

“Yet.” Dash finished that statement as she finally fished out an outfit. It seemed like a small amount of latex or vinyl fabric but for some reason she seemed to view it as more acceptable than the others. “Alright, where can I change?”

Applejack lead you out of the room to permit Dash privacy to change. You seemed to have a few moments alone with your maid, what do?

3, 6 or 69 decides

>Joke that we have some time to wait for RD to come out of the closet.
>Eventually comment that this was quite a find, yo

“Well... we have some time to wait for Rainbow Dash to come out of the closet...” That earned you a slightly amused snort from Applejack.

“Ah reckon that time has long since passed, Anon...” Applejack replied, “Ah just hope her swinging lifestyle doesn't follow 'er when she decides to settle down...”

“This is quite a find, yo...” You speak again after a moment, blinking and hoping that Applejack didn't notice your slight slip into wanna be gangsta speak. “I thought that the Real Estate agent had told me everything I needed to know about this place... perhaps it was too good to be true?”

“Tha fella that lived here was a recluse that ah doubt even Pinkie could get through to...” Applejack stated. “All we know about him were rumors and hearsay. A lotta it unsavory stuff, if yah take mah meaning. Ah just hope we don't run into a body or something...”

Perhaps you should press her about these rumors? Or chance the subject?

4, 7 or 10 decides

>Find out rumors, faget.

“Can you tell me about these rumors?” You ask Applejack, causing her to turn to you. “I'd rather know about some of the things we might run into now rather than later...”

“Well... we only saw tha owner properly once when he was first moving in. A member of the nobility, no doubt thinking we country folk would be awed by his very presence. Said he was from Canterlot, but no one could prove it either way... regardless, after he entered tha house, everything he needed in town he sent his servants for. Didn't rub elbows, didn't get involved with the local politics... people started talkin'.” Applejack paused and you sensed she was getting to the really juicy parts. “There was talk of late night deliveries to this place, with the stuff being covered with tarps and stuff. Real hush hush stuff. Then he started getting late night visitors arriving by carriage, a carriage in this day and age... sometimes they'd never be seen leavin' and sometimes they'd see someone leave who didn't enter. That could just be confusion on the snoops part though...anyway, there was two lines of thought on tha matter. One was that he was a libertine sorta fellow and he had some sorta sex dungeon... which ah'll admit that closet is pointing to right now. The other was he was a magic user who'd been chased from wherever he came from for practicing illegal magic. Or both... ah didn't give either much thought until ah arrived here.”

“All signs point to him being an old pervert right now...” Rainbow Dash's voice came through the doorway as she opened it. Glancing over at her, you can see her wearing a shiny looking top that was essentially a loop of the material that stretched across her modest bust and little else. A pair of boyshorts made of the same material clung just as tightly to her hips and she seemed to be holding a wadded up piece of fabric in her hand.

“An' this is... better than the maid outfit?” Applejack teasingly asked Dash.

“This shows off nothing more than my normal workout clothes.” Dash firmly stated, almost as if to convince herself. “And I won't be mistaken for being the hired help, either.”

What do?
2, 6 or 89 decides

>Get back to the others, ask Twilight if the library keeps any records of building plans or if we should check with the Mayors office.

“Well... if it makes you more comfortable, you can feel free to wear that...” You tell Rainbow Dash before asking Applejack to lead you back to the dining room. Dash prodded the cold remains of her meal before deciding against it and you note that everyone else had finished up. Everyone else had finished up and Pinkie was prodding Rainbow Dash about her new outfit when a thought occurred to you.

“Ms. Twilight?” You ask her, wishing to strike while the iron was hot. “Do you know if the library keeps any records of this building's plans or should I check with the Mayor's office?”

“Just Twilight, please...” She shook off the formalities and smiled before pausing in thought. “Records of building plans are kept in City Hall, so you should check in with the Mayor's office... as the owner, you shouldn't have any trouble getting a copy.”

What do?
1, 5 or 77 decide

>It's getting pretty late in the morning right now, and you still have things to cover with Applejack for her last day before you return to work. You should help them find their things and see them out, but don't rush them or act rude. Also, allow Rainbow Dash to keep it, not like we're going to be able to use it with our maid, but ask her not to tell anyone where she got it. Finally, make plans to stop by City hall after our lunch with Rarity.

Time waited for no person and as you check the time, the morning was stretching on. Looking at your guests, they were starting to show signs of getting ready to leave in order to start their own days. Albeit with the topic of Rainbow Dash's new outfit, although most were laying the blame on the previous owner of this residence rather than on you.

“Rainbow Dash?” You ask for her attention as Applejack began clearing the dishes now that everyone was finished. “Feel free to keep that, but please don't tell anyone where you got it.”

“Don't worry about it, Anon!” Dash announced, clearly in better spirits than she started this morning. “Not a word is going to get out.”

Slowly you began escorting your guests to the door one by one even as you mentally began a little trip to City Hall after your lunch date with Rarity. Speaking of which, you reaffirm your desire to meet with her as you help her into her coat.

“I'll see you at lunch, Mr. Anonymous...” Rarity smiled at you, although you sense something behind her eyes. “We will have a lot to discuss.”

Eventually, you see all of your guests to the door and are ready to proceed with your own day. Should you get started with Applejack right away? She should be done with her own meal and the dishes by now... unless you had another idea.

4, 8 or 47 decides

>Get started with her

“Applejack?” You ask as you lean your head into the kitchen. Applejack looked up as she finished putting the last dish away. “May I see you in the study?”

Leading her to your study, you bring her over to the desk while studiously keeping her attention away from the book you'd left open on the chair. That could wait for later and you ill needed her attention split at this moment.

“Aside from the duties I've already introduced you to, there is one more set I'll need you to do.” You reach into the drawer and pull out a sturdy envelope and a ledger. Handing her the envelope, she opens it and pulls out a debit card. “That is the card you'll be using when you shop for the house, be it for food or supplies. I'll need you to keep all the receipts in that envelope and note down the total amounts on this ledger. You may also make personal purchases with that card, but you must note them down as personal purchases... they'll be put against your paycheck. Keep that in mind.”

“Ah understand, Sir...” Applejack replied as she put the card back in the envelope and stowed it away. “Ah take it ah'm going to be goin' shopping today?”

“Yes. We had a lot of guests over last night and our stores must be replenished.” You affirm her thoughts. “You've already gained a feel for what we need, right? Keep in mind, that I may request any meal at any time... so shop accordingly.”

“Yes, Sir.” Applejack nodded in understanding. It went without saying that you were placing trust in her but you didn't feel concerned about it. She wouldn't betray it.

Applejack would need to do a little sprucing up around the parlor first, Pinkie being exceptionally efficient at reclaiming party supplies meant it wasn't as bad as it could have been. You could loiter and watch Applejack, unnecessary as it was or you could make sure you were ready for your lunch date with Rarity.

What do?
2, 8 or 55 decides

>Get ourselves ready for lunch, this is Rarity so we'll probably be expected to look our best. Plus it'll leave us looking nice when we stop in at City Hall.

“I'll leave you to it, then...” You nod at Applejack before striding out of the study and returning to your personal quarters. Although the casual outfit Applejack had given you this morning would serve most situations well, you knew that Rarity would be holding you to a higher standard. Checking your chin in the mirror, you opt to head to the bathroom for a quick shave before returning to your room. Picking out one of your nicer suits, you spend a little while fiddling with which tie to put on, then a little longer actually putting it on. Dabbing on a little cologne, you ensure that at the very least she'd have to nitpick to find something wrong with your person. Glancing up at the clock, you could see that it was closing in on lunch time and that it would soon be time to go meet Rarity. You drop in on Applejack in the parlor to inform her that you'll be out for most of the afternoon before leaving.

“G'luck, Sir... Rarity can be a mean negotiator...” Applejack warned you with a knowing smile.

With that, you head out to meet Rarity at the restaurant she had specified. Following her directions, you come upon a nice little cafe that was just out of the way. Perfect for a private little meeting. You spot Rarity sitting at a little table, staring into her cup lost deeply in thought. Checking your watch, you know that you arrived relatively early but she had apparently showed up even earlier than that. She had gone home at some point, judging by the nice change in outfit she was wearing.

What do?
3, 5 or 88 decides

>Approach her, open up with a comment about being fashionably early.
>Hear her out, whether it's about business or not.

“I like it when people are fashionably early...” You announce as you approach the table and take the seat opposite from her. “How are you doing today?”

“I'm doing very well today...” Rarity gave a standard response. The conversation gave way to idle chatter about inconsequential things before segueing into some minor financial talk. You couldn't answer any specifics as you didn't have her file with you but you were able to give her some general answers. It seemed like she had managed to weasel an incredibly good rate from the previous bank and was concerned that it may be brought up during the transition. But even as the two of you discuss that, you could tell that she was getting ready to broach the real topic at hand. “I think... it's time we discuss the real reason why I've asked you to come out here...”

“You want to talk about Applejack...” You state the obvious, but it really did need to be said aloud.

“I... still wish to know what your intentions are. Toward her...” Rarity paused to drink her cooling latte. “I know what you saw... but we decided some time ago that was as far as we could go.”

“So you two aren't...” You begin to ask, but Rarity cuts you off with a shake of her head. You can't help but sense that she seemed a little sad about it. Her eyes caught sight of a waitress approaching the table and she waited until you made your order before getting ready to continue. You had a slight pause to inject your own thoughts about the subject, although this seemed to be a sensitive topic for her.

What do?
2, 7 or 44 decides

>Tell Rarity that we were surprised how quickly we fell for Applejack, and acknowledge it is awkward it's happened while we're employing her to pay for a debt.

“My intentions... I'll flat out admit that I'm interested in her. I'm not quite sure when it happened, but I'm surprised that it happened as quickly as it did.” You admit to Rarity and her gaze became focused on your own. “I know it's not suppose to happen this way... while she's working for me to pay off a debt.”

“It does put you at a certain... advantage, doesn't it?” Rarity noted dryly. “It needs to be said, though... while people with her... condition, are left out in the cold in the country; in the rougher parts of the city, she'd be treated as...”

Rarity paused, seemingly searching for the least distasteful word to describe what she was thinking.

“Trophy. You were afraid I'd be treating her as a trophy...” You finish her thought for her. “I wouldn't.”

“I truly wish I could just take that as is... but I've known plenty of people who could falsify sincerity.” Rarity paused as if to gauge your character. “But actions speak louder than words... I'm going to keep dropping by to help Applejack with her problem regardless...”

What say you?
3, 6 or 69 decides

>Tell her we understand, and make it clear that we can appreciate how she cares for her friend. Then make the point that we can accept her visits, as long as they don't interfere with work, and that we have no intention of making any moves while she works with us.
>But if she pushes for visits any time, then
>My, My Ms Rarity, just be careful with your visits. You know how these small communities can be with rumors. Since you and Applejack's relationship is unknown what would people say about us if you were seen coming and going from my house too often.

“I understand... Applejack is truly fortunate to have a friend like you...”  You notice Rarity's wry smile. “I'd gladly accept your visits... as long as they don't interfere with my work or hers.”

“That's fine...” Rarity paused to take a drink. “If it got to the point that it started interfering with her work, Applejack would have a chat with me anyway.”

“...I don't have any intention of making any moves while she's working for me.” The words came over a few moments of silence.

“Don't lie, Anonymous.” Rarity shook her head at your words. “We both know that you already have... but I do expect that you won't try to use her job to affect her decision.”

“How is this going to work...?” The question came after another moment. “This is a small town and we both know rumors spread quickly. What happens if people notice you visiting my house too often?”

“They will be business visits as well as personal visits to my friend.” Rarity stated plainly before catching your questioning gaze. “The local rumor mill has already made it's mind up about me. Nothing I can do will change their minds but the people I care about know better. And as long as it doesn't affect my business it doesn't bother me... people will always find something to talk about. Acknowledging them will only 'confirm' their suspicions.”

You were about to say something when Rarity raised her hand and suddenly changed the topic to the matter of the loan. Raising your eyebrow, you then notice the waitress coming with your food. A sandwich for yourself and a light salad for Rarity. You idly chat while the waitress loiters for a bit before she's called away to another table.

What do?
3, 6 or 85 decides

>Enjoy our lunch, but don't bring anything else up.

You don't bring up anything more, the waitresses sudden arrival reminding you that you were in a semi-public place. Rarity seemed to not mind, having said what she needed to say to you. As you ate your sandwich, you had to admit that the food here was good and you say as much to Rarity. It's distance from the main area meant you could have a relatively private meeting her as well, waiting staff aside.

“I do like the seclusion this place provides...” Rarity admitted as well. She was taking her time enjoying her salad but all too soon lunch had passed and you saw the waitress approaching with the bill.

What do?
2, 5 or 74 decides

>We offer to pay for it, of course. Be a gentleman.

You didn't even have to think about it. As the waitress approached, you signaled for her to hand you the check.

“You don't have to do that...” Rarity made a passing attempt at argument, but you see that she's clearly pleased by your behavior. “I'm the one who invited you, after all.”

“I insist.” Your playfully reply as you had the waitress your card and she scurried away to charge it. “It's the least I could do...”

“Thank you...” Rarity paused, before a thought occurred to her. “There is a legitimate banking concern I have as well, but that can wait until we can meet at the bank.”

The waitress returned with a receipt and you jot your signature down on it. After a second, you add a tip to it before handing it back to her and acquiring your copy of it. You can see Rarity gathering her purse and it seemed like it was about time to carry on with your day.

Do you have any last remarks before doing so?
1, 6 or 44 decides

>Say how lovely this lunch has been, and that you hope to see her again soon.

“This has been just lovely, Miss Rarity...” You tell her as you begin to rise from your seat and help her out of hers. “I hope we get to do this again, some time...”

“We certainly will, Mr. Anonymous.” Rarity nodded with a small smile before you parted ways.

Lunch time had passed and you take a glance around while pondering your plans for today. You had wanted to drop by City Hall to see if you couldn't find the plans for your residence. Unless you wanted to see about doing something else?

2, 5 or 70 decides

>Get to City Hall we need to find any crazy stuff our house may be hiding.

There as no time like the present and you were insanely curious to find out what was going on in the halls of your new abode. Making your way through town, it felt a little surreal to find most of the traffic in town was purely foot traffic. It felt odd to be walking to your destination with memories of Marehatten lingering in the back of your mind. It didn't take very long for you to arrive at your destination and you enter City Hall without even a glance from the local Guard at the door.

At the front desk, you can see Mayor Mare discussing something with a clerk about some civil matter. As you approach, the clerk spots you and directs the Mayor's sight to you as well before greeting you.

“Good afternoon!” You return the salutation as the Mayor's face turns to one of recognition.

“Mr. Anonymous, am I correct?” Mayor Mare perked up at your nod. “I am Mayor Mare, I believe I made your acquaintance at Pinkie Pie's welcoming party?”

“Yes, I was introduced to so many people it's surprising I remember so many of them.” You share a small laugh with the Mayor.

“I'm glad to see you out and making friends, Mr. Anonymous.” The Mayor stated, “How can I help you today?”

“I'm looking for a copy of the floor plans of my new residence...” You begin. “I have become a little... concerned about some rumors I've heard about it.”

“They are likely just rumors, Mr. Anonymous...” She reassured you, before turning and asking her clerk to look for them. “I'll have them fetched for you, regardless.”

It would take a little while her the Mayor's clerk to find the plans. Is there anything else you'd like to discuss with Mayor Mare?
4, 8 or 95 decides

>She's probably busy, wait for the documents without comment.

Giving the Mayor a small nod of appreciation, you wait patiently for the clerk to bring the plans. She makes a little small talk but seemed very interested in the documents she'd been looking at before you came in. She leaved through a few pages and you can briefly see the Royal Seal on some of them.

Eventually, the clerk returned with a few rolled up floor maps and other associated documents. You had to sign a few pieces of paper yourself before they finally handed it over to you.

“We generally require that anytime a large renovation or alteration to a building requiring a permit occurs, an update to the floor plan occurs at the same time...” Mayor Mare explained as she looked at one of the attached permits. “The last update was when a skylight was removed and the roof extended to cover the gap... that was just after the previous owner moved in. This doesn't cover any alterations that don't require a permit, of course...”

It looked like you would be able to take your copy of the plans with you. You could review them here or at your residence... you could try to question Mayor Mare further regarding the house or anything else as well.

What do?
2, 6 or 88 decides

>Return home with them, check on Applejack.

“I can take these with me, right?” You ask and get a small confirmation for the clerk. “Just out of curiosities sake, were there any official complaints or such lodged against the previous owner?”

“Rumors and hearsay for the most part... nothing that could go on the record or require an official response, though.” Mayor Mare responded after a moment of thought. “While we love to engage and welcome new people to town, ultimately it's up to them to decide if they want to return the favor. Albeit it's gotten harder since Pinkie Pie moved into town... we're glad you decided to join us.”

“I'm glad to be here.” You reply with a smile. “But I must be off for now... have a nice day.”

With a warm farewell from the Mayor and her clerk, you head back to your residence. The afternoon was carrying on and you couldn't help but smile at the atmosphere that this town provided. Taking a meandering path home, you push open the door and stride into your domain with the plans under your arm.

Striding through your home, you call out to Applejack but didn't get a response. Glancing around your home, you see that the Parlor has been put back in order and you eventually find a note stating that she'd gone grocery shopping. But as you wander back to the study, you notice that the book that had been left open seemed to have been disturbed.

What do?
3, 7 or 37 decides

>Worry about the book later go back to that hallway and compare it to the plans, make sure all the rooms in the plans have doors you can find/make sure none of the rooms are smaller than the plans state they should be.

The book could wait until later you decide as you return to the unused wing of your residence. Taking out the plan, you begin carefully examining the rooms in the mysterious hall. Most of them had been converted to storage but quite a few of them still had unused bedframes. On the plans they were all roughly noted as 'potential living areas' and you wonder why the previous owner had needed so many guest rooms. If that's what they were. If these had been set up, you might not have needed to do that slumber party.

There was something slightly off, though... as you compare the rooms to the plans you notice that they are collectively a little smaller than the plans would indicate. Taking a few measuring steps, you think that the back of the room should be farther back.

Perhaps you should check the back wall or consult the plans to discover the source this discrepancy?

2, 5 or 57 decides

>Search those walls with shaking hands.

Stepping into the room, you head to the back wall. Comparing it to the walls adjacent to it, the wallpaper covering it looked relatively new... in fact, they might be the only wallpapered rooms in the residence. Pressing your hands against the suspect wall, you begin to run your hand across it from side to side until you find a suspicious dent in it. Tracing the dent around, you realize that it's the outline of a door. Grabbing your keys, you roughly cut out the shape to confirm your suspicions. Judging by how the wallpaper was attached, you suspect that it was put up just before the house was put up for sale and there wasn't any easy way to open it without getting some tools.

What do?
1, 42 or 78 decides

>To the storage shed.

“To the storage shed!” You gleefully announce to yourself. It only takes a few moments and a spinning logo  to return with a handful of tools. After a few moments at jimmying the latch, you manage to get it open and with careful application of pressure you manage to get it to open without a doorknob the grab a hold of. Opening the doorway, you peer into the darkness and glance around to find a few darkened light bulbs hanging from the ceiling of the hidden hallway. There wasn't any obvious way of turning them one from this doorway but you suspected that there might be a switch at either end.

What do?
2, 69 or 87 decides

>Grab a flashlight just in case, check if there are no light switches and then go down into the unknown

Leaving momentarily, you return with a flashlight and us it to illuminate the darkened hallway. Shining your beam down the hallway, you can see that the hall terminated at the end of the line of rooms in on direction. Swinging it around the other way, you could see a staircase heading downwards. Heading in that direction, you notice that every room on this side of the hall had a similar door and the stairs descended down into the basement area.

Which was odd since, as far as you knew, the basement was comprised of your wine cellar and nothing else.

Checking the plans, you flip to find the basement area. It was a lot more expansive than what you had originally seen and you think the cellar is suppose to connect to the additional rooms down here. Wandering with care down those stairs, you see another door marked 'Servants Entrance' and you open it to look into this secret second home. Shining your light around, you can see a lot of art and statues lining the hall of a more lewd nature then the ones above. It'd be a lot easier the navigate this complex if you could find a way to turn the lights on.

Perhaps their was an alternative fusebox? You didn't see anything suspicious in the upstairs one...

What do?
3, 55 or 94 decides

>As you exit the room you trip, passing out in the middle of the hall.

Deciding to find this mysterious fusebox, you move to another room to search for it. Catching your foot on a mislaid rug, you instead find yourself going topsy turvey as your legs failed to support your weight any longer. The ground sped toward you and to your horror you realize that your head was going to encounter the stone base of one of the statue. It was almost a distant sounds, the sickening crack that was issued as your head impacted the stone. It felt like you entire body had gone numb and the darkness began to engulf your sight as you struggled to... stay... awake...

Applejack would find your body when she realized that you hadn't returned for dinner.

You have Died.

Game Over.

Turn back one to five turns and try again?

ACHIEVEMENT: Wraith of an Angry God – No Drag00n points.

3, 6 or 85 decide

>Return to previous turn, get deja vu and straighten the rug before searching for and finding the fuse box.

Deciding to find this mysterious fusebox, you suddenly have a sense of deja vu and as you glance around you notice that the rug had been bunched up presenting a tripping hazard. Kneeling down, you straighten it out before proceeding down the darkened hallway. Swinging your light from side to side, you poke your head into various rooms and find that it seemed like there was an entire second home down here. One that most people wouldn't approve of, you believe as you glance into a room that seemed to have sex toys lined up against the wall and what seemed to be a wooden pony in the center.

Finally, you find a small utility closet and as you glance in you find a fuse box. Opening it up, you could tell it was much older than the one present in the upper area but the fuses seemed to be in working order and the main line seemed to be intact. Flipping the main switch, a couple fuses immediately pop but you attribute that to their age more than anything. The lights in the hallway behind you flicker to life and as you glance out you see that most of the bulbs are in tact, although more than a few had burned out with the sudden resurrection of power. The labeling on the fuses had long lost it's legibility so you aren't sure what has power and what doesn't.

What do?
2, 53 or 79 decides

>Replace all the fuses, we may be too busy with work to handle this personally for a while.

There was no sense in leaving a bunch of burnt out fuses in here and you wanted to get to the bottom of this before work started taking over a chunk of your day again. You spend a few moments fiddling around in the closet before finding a few fuses on a self. There were just enough to replace the burnt out ones and you sigh in relief. Even though you called the upstairs box a 'fuse box' it was actually a circuit breaker. You weren't sure if there would be any fuses period if this closet were to be empty. Unscrewing the broken ones, you painstaking replace them one by one until the downstairs area was fulling powered once more.

What do?
3, 55 or 89 decides

>Go back to the room that had the wooden pony and all the sex toys.

Confident that everything would be fine in the fusebox for the moment, you close it and return to the main hall. Walking down it, you note the bulbs that would need to be changed and the art work lining the hall. They toed the line between tasteful, if erotic to vulgar in both paint and statue. On some level, you could understand why this area was sealed off rather than cleared out. Touching one of the statues, your hand withdraws with some of the dust that had settled upon it. Removing this stuff would require explaining why it was here in the first place and you hesitate when you ponder if you could ditch any of this without having those questions directed at you. Especially when you consider that room you'd stumbled into.

Speaking of which, you return to that room and take it in now that it was fully lit. It wasn't exactly... dungeon-y but you could tell what it's purpose was. Multiple couches were now visible scattered around the room but you could tell that they were set for easy viewing of the centerpiece. The 'wooden pony' wasn't purely a wooden construct and you surmise that it was design for someone to sit upon for a not-insignificant amount of time without risking actual damage. Glancing at it's base, the height of it appeared to be adjustable for the height of the person 'riding' it. There appeared to be some mechanical contraption built into the base as well, but you would need to spend some time figuring it out or finding a manual. All in all, it was old but advanced for the time it was made. It's was probably old when the previous owner brought it in.

Examining the walls, you can see a wide variety of sex toys of all sizes on various shelves. From dildos to strap ons to gags, crops and whips... a hedonists toy collection. They ranged from the practical to the clearly just for show.

It looks like the rumors were very much true... at least, concerning the previous owners perversions anyway.

What do?
4, 58 or 93 decides

>Go upstairs to see if Applejack is back from market.

There wasn't much you could do with the wooden pony for the moment and you decide to head upstairs to see if Applejack was back yet. You hadn't decided if you would let her in on what you'd found yet. Taking a glance at the plans, you locate the Cellar entrance and after some finagling you manage to unlock it. On some level, you just plain didn't want to enter and leave via the servants entrance unless you had to. Taking note of the hidden entrance behind one of the wine racks, you head upstairs into the kitchen.

“Oh howdy, An-Sir.” Applejack greeted you as she was putting away the groceries. “Ah didn't see yah come in...”

What do?
2, 48, 95 decides

>Well I do like to think of myself as an International man of mystery.

“Well, I do like to think of myself as an International Man of Mystery...” You reply with a grin and a chuckle that your maid shares with you.

“Well, warn me if yah'll about tah go off on ah mission, will yah?” Applejack joked as you can see her replenishing the stores. Most of it appeared to be staples and replacing what was used the past few days. “How'd lunch go with Rarity, if yah don't mind me asking? Ah know she drives are hard bargain...”

How reply?
3, 6 or 95 decides

>Chuckle and say things went well considering, the circumstances of her loan, but that she may still have some issues to deal with. Say she might arrive unannounced with more questions, and should that be the case you expect her to receive her whether or not we are currently at home.
>If she asks say the circumstances of the loan are unusual, many details that will take weeks to work out.

“Things went well... all things considered.” You answer her with a chuckle. “There are some issues we have to deal with... it's not a something that can be hashed out in a single lunch meeting.”

“Yeah, especially if she gets it in her head that she can get ah better deal...” Applejack conceded.

“She may drop by every so often with more questions. If I'm not home, welcome her in anyway...” You continue with your instructions. “I'm sure you can entertain her until I return.”

“Right... entertain.” Applejack responded after a moment, a slight flush on her face as she found the counter very interesting all of a sudden. “She ain't asking too much for this loan, is she?”

“The circumstances of her load are... unusual.” You confess. “It may take some time, possibly weeks, to work it out.”

“Ah see...” Applejack tilted her head, pondering what was so unusual about it. “Ah hope it works out, her work kinda comes in spurts.”

What say?
2, 8 or 55 decides

>Tell her Rarity has expressed concerns about your arrangement with her, but you came to an understanding. If asked, say you'll explain later.
>Tell Applejack about what you found in the basement after that.

“She also had some... concerns about our arrangement.” You admit after a minute. “But we came to an understanding...”

Applejack almost began to open her mouth to question further, but closed it with a flushed look. You could hazard a guess that she was thinking about her own arrangement with Rarity, but couldn't say anything lest she was mistaken about your knowledge of it.

“Regardless, you recall those rumors about a sex dungeon in the basement?” Applejack came out of her thoughts to give an affirmative nod to your question. “They weren't... exactly true, but they were close. There's a whole second home in the basement... I don't think he actually held anyone against their will, but he does have certain... tastes.”

“Yah didn't find...?”

“No, no dead bodies or signs of necromancy...” You reassure her. “A lot of kinky stuff, though... I think all of the rooms in that wing were servants quarters, they all have hidden doors going down there while the Master's entrance is in the cellar.”

“So... ah... what are we gonna do about it?” Applejack asked after a moment. You can see her gaze being drawn to the cellar entrance and a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

What ARE you going to do about it? It's not like you can clear that area out without drawing attention to what you were clearing out.

3, 6 or 69 decides

>Tell her we're not certain…disposing of so much "interesting" equipment and property at once might attract unwanted attention and give people the wrong ideas about us and possibly her by extension. See if AJ can provide any inspiration for a solution. Also suggest further exploration to see if there's any other unwanted surprises down there.

“I'm... not sure... there is a lot of 'interesting' things down there. Even if I decided to get rid of them, there's no way I could get rid of it all at once without drawing attention.” You explain as you ponder what you're going to do. “I don't want people to get the wrong idea about us... what do you think?”

“Well... how much can be down there?” Applejack asked in response. “They had to find ah way to get that stuff down there, right? How hard could it be to get it back out?”

“A lot, Applejack. A lot. And I didn't even fully explore everything down there, yet.” You glance back at the cellar door. “I'm not sure if there might be any other surprises down there... I might need an extra set of eyes.”

“Yah'll want to do some explorin'?” Applejack asked curiously. “Ah do kinda want tah see what's goin' on down there... see if it lives up to tah hype. Wanna do it now or d'yah want a bite to eat, first?”

5, 0 or 96 decides

>Let's explore first. A meal can wait until we're sure there's nothing stranger down there than we've already found.

Tilting your head curiously, you glance up at the clock. It was getting close to the time for her to start preparations for making dinner, how long had you been fumbling about in the dark?

And yet, you couldn't help but want to ensure that there weren't any further surprises waiting for you in the downstairs residence. You'd just have to have a late dinner, that's all.

“I'd rather not have to deal with any surprises later... we can eat afterward.” You tell your maid. “We gotta make sure that only one of the two rumors are true.”

“If yah say so...” Applejack glanced at the cellar door. You lead her down and show her how the trick door opened behind one of the wine racks. You push open and admit that the hall does look impressive coming from this direction. Applejack's gaze swept around the hall, her eyes dancing from erotic art piece to erotic art piece.

Do you want to split up or explore together?

2, 64 or 87 decides

>Totally split up, because everyone else is against it.

“I'll search this side, you take the other.” You tell Applejack.

“Yah got it.” She nodded with her response and the two of you split the party. On some level you doubt that splitting up your group, small as it was, was a good idea. But it wasn't like there was anything THAT dangerous down here, right?

Right?

Regardless, you enter the first untouched room you see and glance around. There were chairs and loveseats scattered around and it seemed like a comfortable place to relax. The dust that lightly coated everything aside. The artwork in this room was more subdued than in the previous room you were in and you wonder if this room was intentionally set aside for those who'd already had their fill of the more hedonistic acts that the other room suggested.

Proceed to the next room? Or more thoroughly search this one?

5, 38 or 92 decides

>Next Room!

Deciding that there weren't a whole lot of places things could be hidden in this room, you mentally mark down the location of this sitting room and proceed onto the next one. A smaller dining room than the one upstairs appeared next and you wonder how much of this place had redundant rooms. Glancing about the room, it seemed a lot cozier than the one upstairs which had the air of formality. Perhaps there was a kitchen down here as well? You sincerely hope that they cleared it out before they sealed this area.

There were a lot more places things could be hidden in here, do you want to search more thoroughly or move onto the next room?

3, 61 or 84 decides

>Search it.

Deciding to pause to search this room, you begin methodically checking every potential hiding place in the building. Paintings were removed and replaced, but you only found dust outlines behind them. Checking the cupboard, you found a lot of older silverware and, surprisingly, cups. Glancing at the underside of the table, you were about to give up when you spot something suspicious about the chairs. Glancing at their undersides, you notice small clockwork contractions mounted to each one. Glancing at the top of the seat, you notice a hidden plug in it and after pulling it free you notice a mount for something to be screwed in. You stare for a minute before your mind flashes back to the sex toys in the other room and you think that some of them might fit in here. Then someone would sit on...

“Well... that's one way to liven up a dinner party.” You comment to yourself aloud as you replace the plug momentarily. Deciding that you've found everything you're going to find at this point, you move onto the next room.

You found the kitchen next. The dust aside, it seemed like it could have been left by the servants just this morning. A gas stove seemed archaic next to the electric one upstairs and the cooking tools seemed to fit it perfectly. You can see a box of steel that you hesitate to call a refridgerator...

Do you risk opening the fridge? Or do something else?

2, 53 or 89 decides

>Open it

You place your hand on the handle of the old refrigerator and hesitate. What kind of horrors awaited for you? Just how long had this place been left untouched and did they remember to clear out anything that could rot?

Slowly, you began to pull on the offending door and you jump as it suddenly issued a low run as it seemed to realize that it had power and needed to cool it's contents. You swallow at the reminder that this thing hadn't actually been cooling anything for the longest time and adjust your grip on the handle. Horrible mental images of rotting food, mold, eldritch abominations and dead bodies fill your mind as you yank the door open.

“Thank Celestia... they cleaned it out.” You give a relieved sigh at the empty interior. Closing it again, you ponder if it's worth it to continue searching the kitchen given the heart attack you'd nearly given yourself.

What do?
5, 48 or 83 decides

>Check on AJ.

Leaving the kitchen, you glance around the hallway to see if you can spot your maid. Glancing around, you spot an door left slightly ajar and you make your way toward it.

“Applejack?” You call out as you enter and you glance around to see a rather large room. You assume it's rather large as there are worn and ragged curtains hiding large portions of the room. You can see some large beds hidden behind the curtains.

“Yeah?” Applejack pushed aside a curtain and approached her. Her face was almost permanently flushed and you can see that she's being affected by what she's seen.

“How's everything?” You ask as she approaches.

“Found a few guests rooms here and there... although ah don't think they were meant for sleeping.” Applejack finished quickly, glancing around the room and you had to agree that this room was much the same. “And there's that room with all those toys... ”

“I'd already run into that...” You admit and take a quick glance at your floor plans. Some things had definitely been changed since this had been last updated. “What's left?”

“Jus' those big doors down at the end of the hall.” Applejack nodded after a minute of thought. “Wanna hit that next?”

3, 57 or 82 decides

>Put your hand on her shoulder say 'sure' and start walking to the door.

“Sure...” You place a hand on her shoulder. “Let's check it out and then we can start figuring it out what we're going to do with all this afterward.”

“Alright... at least it's unlikely we'll run intah anything new, right?” Applejack didn't seem to mind the touch. You lead her out of the 'sleeping' area and down the hall where you spot the large set of doors at the end.

Pulling open the doors, you and Applejack looked through to the room and have to gape slightly as you look around. It's relative expansive room, larger than the sleeping area you'd just visited. You can see a bar set against one of the walls while a number of small tables fill the others. The center of the room was clear and you think it could be used as is as a dance floor or it could be turned into anything as demanded. An old jukebox was set up as well, lending credence to your initial assessment.

A more discreet set of double doors was well camouflaged against one of the walls and there appeared to be a few oddly placed rugs about the room away from the central dance floor.

What do?
4, 67 or 38 decides

>Do whatever you want Drag00n

Glancing around, you and Applejack poke about the room looking for whatever. Applejack was checking out the bottles sitting on the shelves before poking about the bar area in general. You, meanwhile, head over to the jukebox to see if it's still in working order. Within the case, you can see a number of old records and the machine gave a small groan as you pushed a couple buttons. You can see a record being loaded up and the room began to fill with an upbeat song that you couldn't place.

“Hey Applejack!” You wave her over and as she approached you pull her close and begin dancing with her.

“Hey!” Applejack gave a mock cry of protest but the laughter in her voice said everything. The two of you danced together for a while and you briefly wonder how long it had been since anyone had danced in this room. Your maids smile was dazzling and for a while you even forget why you even came down here.

Eventually the music wound down and you are both left flush faced. Your back ached a little bit but you'd had too much fun to care for the moment.

“Yah think they had a lot of... y'know, normal shindigs down here?” Applejack asked after a moment as you sat down at the bar for a brief moment.

What do?
3, 48 or 92 decides

>"I don't see why not. There doesn't seem to be anything outright perverse, unless they hid it well."

“I don't see why not... There doesn't seem to be anything outright perverse, unless they hid it well.” You state as you glance around. “Not that people didn't have fun here, of course... just not always of the adult kind.”

“A shame that we can't exactly invite people down 'ere, though...” Applejack toyed with one of the bottles on the bar. “Ah know Pinkie would have a ball decorating this place... but...”

“It kind of takes us back to square one, doesn't it?” You finish for her. “There's enough stuff in the hall and the other rooms that we can't get rid of it... and unless they're really open minded, the decorations could really bother people.”

Glancing around, you could take a guess that the extra set of doors could simply be storage.

What do?
8, 35 or 82 decides

>Open the doors
>Get on the floor, everybody walk the Dinosaur.

The jukebox wasn't finished and after a moment it seemingly selected another song.

“Open the doors
Get on the floor,
Everybody walk the dinosaur!” A singer called out through the jukebox.

“So, do you know how to walk the dinosaur?” You ask Applejack.

“Hell yeah, I do!” Applejack laughed and the two of you returned to the dance floor, where you proceed to Walk The Dinosaur until the song was over. Afterward, you returned to the bar with laughter on your lips.

What do?
9, 35 or 82 decides

>Open the doors.

“That was fun...” You admit as you game down from your giggle fit. Slowly your gaze fell upon the doors before turning back to Applejack. “I guess we should check that out...”

“Yeah... back to work an' all...” Applejack agreed and the two of you approach the low key doors.

Opening the doors you glance about the new room. You could see folded tables that had a thicker layer of dust on them than usual as well as spare cots. Storage boxes were everywhere and popping a few open you can see various appliances, mementos and additional sex toys. Toward the back, you can see two more wooden ponies and...

“Is that a pong machine?” You ask yourself aloud as you spot the video game cabinet.

“Ah think it is...” Applejack said as she peered around a pile of boxes.

What do?
3, 38 or 69 decides

>Get your ass handed to you by AJ at pong.
>No. Beat her at Pong.

“You do realize that we have to find out if it works, right?” You turn to Applejack and she nodded in agreement.

It took you a minute to move stuff out of the way, boxes of photo albums and documents being moved out of the way to clear a path to the video game machine. Finally you push the wooden ponies out of the way and realize that they had wheels attached. Mobile entertainment?

Regardless, you make your way to where the Pong machine is and you search for an 'on' switch. You only found a power plug in the back with no obvious place to plug it in. It seemed to be a standard plug and you direct Applejack to help you bring it into the dance hall and after a minute you have it deposited near the jukebox. With a low hum, the screen flickers to life when you plug it in and you see it's set to free play.

“Want to go a few rounds?” You ask your maid after a moment and you spend some time playing round after round of pong without either of you having a clear lead. Slowly, you begin to feel a little hungry as you finish the latest round.

What do?
6, 35 or 82 decides

>Tell her next round loser pays for a pizza delivery.
>Anon loses

“It's already a bit later than the end of your work day...” You note as you glance up at the clock. “How about a pizza? Whoever loses the next round is buying!”

“Your on!” Applejack accepted with a grin. The two of you stepped back to the pong machine for the deciding game and pressed start. Slowly the white square began bouncing back and forth across the screen before it started picking up speed. Your hands gripped the controls as you moved your paddle up and down the screen as it started dancing back and forth faster and faster. Finally the speed of the square was too much for your eye-hand coordination to keep up with and it slammed home into your side of the screen. “Yeehaw!”

You permit her to enjoy her moment of celebration as you pick up your phone and order tonight's dinner. After placing the order, you now had to wait for the food to arrive.

What do?
9, 36 or 84 decides

>Not sure the front door's bell will be audible down here we should head back up, give AJ the money for the delivery boy as she's still expected to greet him when he arrives.

“I'm not sure if the door bell is hooked up down here...” You admit, glancing around the room. “We should probably head back upstairs...”

“Yeah... don't want tah keep tha pizza guy waiting.” Applejack agreed with you and the two of you return to the residence proper. Pulling out your wallet, you extract the needed amount of money from within and hand it to your maid. She accepted it without comment as she already knew she was going to have to answer the door.

What do while waiting?
2, 63 or 94 decides

>Listen to local news reports on the radio.

Returning to the 'parlor', you turn on the radio and tune into one of the few stations left giving out news reports. Most of it was stuff you'd already known about like the imminent reopening of your bank as well as an advertisement for the animal shelter. A routine town hall meeting was occurring on Friday. A few stories about the coming and goings of Canterlot that were interesting, but not very relevant to your day to day life.

Eventually, the doorbell rang and you heard Applejack open it. The quiet conversation was brief and soon Applejack appeared at the door with the pizza and a slightly flushed face.

“He'd acted like he aint' ever seen a maid before...” Applejack muttered under her breath.

“He likely hasn't...” You remind her and she seemed a little embarrassed at being heard.

What do?
3, 29 or 86 decides

>Tell Applejack to acquire something to drink, and that since this is isn't in any way a formal meal, she may eat with us.
>While we eat, ask Applejack what exactly happened at the door.

“Anyway, would you kindly fetch us something to drink?” You ask Applejack as she set the pizza on the table. “We still have some hard cider, don't we?”

“We sure do!” Applejack responded cheerfully and you smile as you watch her fetch the drinks. She obviously took pride in her family's trademark cider and wouldn't pass up the opportunity to ensure people enjoyed it. Returning with several bottle and glasses, you forgo your own glass and opt to drink it straight from the bottle.

“What was that about the delivery boy, anyway?” You ask as you munch on a slice of pizza.

“Ah don't even know...” Applejack shook her head. “He just took one look at mah outfit an' he started stuttering an' stuff. Ah mean, ah know maids can be ah thing but still...”

What do?
4, 82 or 71 decides

>"Well, maybe he didn't know what to say to such an attractive woman…"
>Wink at AJ as you say this, and give her a smile - not quite a sultry smile, but not just a friendly one.

“Well... maybe he didn't know what to say to such an attractive woman...” You give Applejack a smile that was halfway between friendly and flirty and see a slightly flushed look on her face.

“But he was acting like he'd met Rarity fer the first time, ya know?” Applejack took a long swig of her cider, trying to cover up the blush with the flush of alchohol. “Ah'm used tah people staring at mah butt, but... he was lookin' at the whole package. What he thought was tha full package, anyway...”

What do?
6, 28 or 94 decides

>"And that's a bad thing?"

“And that's a bad thing?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, no...” Applejack paused to toy with her bottle. “It's jus'... ah'm not used to it, y'know? Ah know some people like how ah look, but ah don't think ah've ever gotten that kind of reaction before... maybe tha new duds are taking people by surprise?”

3, 34 or 69 decides

>"possibly, just give them some time to get used to your new look"

“Possibly... just give them some time to get used to your new look.” You nod at her before taking a big bite from your pizza. “Although I wouldn't attribute it purely to the uniform... I find it hard to believe people have been overlooking you for so long.”

“Heh... really ah think that a lot of fellas have trouble getting over tha fact that ah can lift 'em easier than they can lift me.” Applejack began thinking aloud a little. “They start seein' me as Applejack first and a woman second... and that's without getting into... y'know.”

A small silence comes over the two of you as you eat and the cider continued flowing. You'd already eaten your fill when Applejack spoke up again.

“Hey, Anon...? Ah normally don't give much thought to this...” Applejack paused as she tried to find a way to put her thoughts into words, her efforts hampered by the slight buzz she was evidently experiencing. “Ah like mah jeans and stuff, they're practical and ah don't have to worry about 'em that much... but what do yah think of me in this skirt?”

5, 32 or 83 decides

>Tell her she looks fine in it, then ask why, does she need to get any adjustments to it?

“You look fine in it...” You smile reassuringly at her before getting a curious look. “Why? Do you need any adjustments to it?”

“You think so...?” Applejack wonder aloud, a little unsure sounding before she moved onto her next thought. “But... ah did want to ask yah about some modifications to it. Ah know someone who can make pretty good adjustments to help hide... well, y'know. Ah doubt yah want me tah have tah leave the room every time ah become a little... excited.”

What do?
2, 53 or 85 decides

>Admit you have no problem whatsoever with the sight, but also concede her point. Tease her a little though - "And what would keep getting you so excited, hm?"

“I certainly don't mind it... but I can see where you're coming from...” You acknowledge, giving her permission to visit her seamstress before giving a teasing glance as well. “But... where would keep getting you so excited, hm?”

“Well, ah...” Applejack gave an uncharacteristic stammer, before glancing away. “Ah ain't sure... not used tah wearing a skirt or somethin' like that. Ah usually have better control than this...”

Applejack seemed to be finishing up, too. There were a few slice left, but those could be eaten cold later if you felt peckish.

What do?
5, 39 or 83 decides

>Sit with your maid for a while - Tell her you just want to enjoy her company. Mention in passing an interesting book series you've seen recently…

Although you'd both had your fill of pizza, you decided against trying to move from your seat at this point. Engaging in small talk with your maid, you talk about whatever came to mind from Mayor Mare's dye job to the up-coming Apple harvest that seemed to be about a month and a half away. Mentally, you note that this would probably represent the hard limit to Applejack's stay here as the proceeds of such would likely more than pay off her debt.

“So... I picked up an interesting series of books today...” You decide to probe her knowledge about the book you'd left out. “It's... a bit risque, though...”

“Really, what's it called?” Applejack asked curiously as she contemplated her rapidly depleting supply of Hard Cider.

“It's called Bellatrix, Amazon of the South.” You announce plainly and you watch Applejack's face flush beyond what the alcohol was doing. “Have you read it before?”

“Ah... uh, ah saw it in tha study earlier...” Applejack replied unsteadily, seemingly measuring her words carefully. “Ah... uh, didn't read a whole lot of it.... jus' enough to figure out what it was an' where to put it.”

Wow. That was one of the worst poker faces you've ever seen.

What do?
2, 8 or 95 decides

>Note that the books were borrowed from the library…but you noticed a page had been recently dog-eared. Naturally you were curious…

“Well, I found a copy in the study while looking through the shelves.” You explain after a moment. “It found it to my liking, so I went to the library and borrowed one of the volumes they had...”

“Wait... Twilight keeps copies of those in the library?” Applejack asked hesitatingly, unsure of what you'd just said.

“Oh yeah... not on the main floor, of course... she keeps them locked away. She may be the only one who knows about them until I found out.” You answer her concerned before turning to her. “Thing is... I found a copy with the pages dog eared. I've only personally met Twilight not too long ago, but her dedication toward higher standards is well known. Do you know who could have done it, if not her?”

“Ah... ah haven't the foggiest.” That's a really terrible poker face. “Maybe it was like that when she got it?”

What do?
3, 7 or 58 decides