Coco's New Life [MLP RP Private for Arkady and myself]
 

Coco bowed her head to the floor as she slowly trotted off the train into the small town of Ponyville. The show she did for Rarity got her plenty of buisness, but unfortunately Suri's plagiarism got out to the public and she of course blamed Coco. With that she lost her job, and she knew only one pony kind and generous to give her that chance she needed. Her coat was dirty and the packs on her back being the only things she owned. She slipped through and knocked on Rarity's door slowly, putting on a brave face she stood there ready to face the choice that could make or break her.

The chatter of a sewing machine echoed around Carousel Boutique as Rarity continued her work on a client's dress.

The mare hummed a jaunty tune as her cyan telekinetic aura daintly fed the fabric through the sewing machine. Beside her was the blueprints of the dress the client had commissioned. Her ears shot up as the sound of somepony knocking on her door reached her.

"Just a moment," she said as she stopped the machine and got up from her workbench.

Rarity headed to the door and opened it. A flash of anger went through her as she saw it was Coco Pommel. Albeit, very haggard looking.

"Coco, may I help you?" she asked, her voice neutral but polite.

Coco was a bit taken aback by the look of anger on Rarity's face. "I-I uh..." She started, her voice becoming softer. "I-I know I have no right asking Miss Rarity, b-but I came looking for a job. B-because of Suri I can't find any kind of job in Manehatten. P-please your my only hope; I-I'll do anything!" She said with a rather desperate plea in her voice. She hated to beg, but surely there was something that Rarity needed done!

Rarity scowled. "Well, what you did in Manehattan was extremely crass." Her face then brightened. "However, I am the Element of Generosity and I am in need of a live model."

She opened the door to let Coco in. "We can discuss the situation over some tea and scones."

Rarity smiled. She had finally managed to get a model for her latest fashion lines! They were lines that were...unconventional.

Coco's ears went back at that, like she needed to be reminded of what she'd done? It wasn't like she'd wanted too! Although at the mention of being a model she gave a tiny smile. "O-okay! I've never modeled before, but I'd love to try it out." She said, trotting in nd awaiting Rarity to tell her where to sit. She had no idea the things that were about to be in store for her, all she knew was she was getting her second chance.

Rarity came out from the kitchen with two cups and a teapot full of fresh Dragonwell green tea. Accompanying the teapot and cups was a platter containing blueberry scones.

The Unicorn took a seat and slowly nibbled on a scone hovering in her telekinetic hold. "Well, the clothing I'm making is a bit unconventional. As a result, nopony wants to model so you're my only choice. As for your wages, if you're willing to take a severe pay cut, your room and board will be provided."

Coco took the offered cup of tea, but she chose not to touch the scones just yet. She didn't know if she should or not after all. Yet at those terms her ears pinned back slowly. This was the generous mare who'd shown her the way? It just hurt her to hear those words, and it saddened her deeply. "H-how severe?" She asked softly, her hooves and voice trembling a bit, but not spilling the tea as she took a careful sip.

Rarity took a sip of her steaming hot cup of tea. "Normally, I'd pay 450 bits per modeling session at minimum," she said. "However, if you choose to take room and board, your pay will be 450 bits per modeling session at maximum. That money is free for you to do whatever you wish with."

The Unicorn nibbled on her scone and gently dabbed away the crumbs on her snout with a napkin. "Now, Coco, I'm not going to rush you on your decision. Take all the time you need."

Coco though didn't really have a choice, she needed the bits. Honestly she knew that was super low for any modeling job, and being a maximum meant she probably wouldn't get that much. She also knew that the words she used for this line probably meant humiliation. "I-I'll take it M-miss Rarity. W-what do I need to do?" She asked, trembling a little, she just hoped she could some how make it up to Rarity.

Rarity smiled as she put her teacup down. "Nothing too major. Just some modeling and photoshoots. Oh, and if you want a few extra bits I could use a hoof in some domestic matters like clean-up or foalsitting."

She then cleared her throat and her horn ignited. A catalog flew from its position on the nearby workbench and onto the table. "These are the outfits you will be modeling." The catalog was then opened to reveal some very foalish outfits...except they were sized for an adult Pony. Rarity flipped the page, revealing several more fetishistic outfits consisting of dog collars, leashes, bridles and halters.

"Now then, if you have no objections, we can begin with something simple."