“So…tell me about yourself. Keep it brief if you want, but I want a good story. My interest is piqued.”
 
>“Well…my story isn’t much to see, sir.”
 
“So?”
 
>“I live on my own in an apartment. I’m quite poor so I can’t afford much. I take jobs like this to pay for my rent. I was raised to be hard-working and respectful. My parents were both help themselves, in fact, so they were good teachers.”
 
Her life really is quite uninteresting.
 
“You said you live alone?”
 
>“Yes. I don’t have much time on my own, so a relationship wouldn’t be efficient…”
 
“That’s a shame. A mare like you could use company.”
 
She suddenly drops her spoon, hunching over as if she’s in pain. Her face suddenly goes completely red, eyes widening.
 
>“A-Ah…s-sir…what–”
 
And then it hits you. Your entire body begins to fizzle and heat as if you’ve been shoved into an oven. Your crotch starts to burn, skin pulsing.
 
“Wh-What’s happening?”
 
[ END OF PART 1 ]