Theme: professionalism
Clothier: sassy
Bimbo: Cap Callaway
Wants something that fits her professionally. Only to find out clothes aren’t her thing, but Suri finds a nice suiting tie as a compromise

Sassy Saddles was in the middle of dressing a mannequin in a tube top with a tasteful heart shaped cutout in the cleavage, when the chime over the door to the boutique rang out. Putting on her best smile, the manager flips her hair over her shoulder, orange and yellow blending like a soft summer fire in motion, before glancing towards her latest customer.

“Welcome to the Canterlot Carousel, where every dress is chic, unique, and will give your clitty a tweak!” she declares, sauntering up to the front of the store. It wasn’t the standard greeting, but Sassy felt it spoke more to what customers were really looking for in an outfit: standout style and sensuality. Rarity would come around at some point to her way of thinking at some point, of that she was certain.

But this was neither the time nor place to undermine her boss, as Sassy brought a hand to her mouth and gasped, GASPED! Truly, the fashion disaster in front of her required her full attention!

“I need clothes,” the quite naked woman in front of her said with an accent that made the orange eyed manager want to grind her teeth together. But no, she was a manager of a boutique, not a voice coach. Baby steps. As Sassy Saddles resists the urge to chomp at the proverbial bit, the exhibitionist woman finishes her thought. “Clothes that say ‘fuck me’ when I’m on the job.”

“I should say so,” Sassy says with a relieved chuckle; at least the woman recognizes her deficiency. “I can only imagine such blatant ‘advertising’ has a tendency to turn away customers. What is it that you do for work, Miss…?”

The leggy, fire-haired manager struts around the woman, sizing her up as she awaits the answer. Nude save for a pair of chunky, golden hoop earrings and equally gaudy bracelets that clink and clank together on her wrists as she shifts her weight, the only real piece of ‘clothing’ the woman wears is a baseball cap on top of her head with the logo of a car stitched on it. The woman isn’t unattractive, perhaps a bit on the shorter side and a little round, but with some of the largest breasts Sassy has had the delight of seeing bared. Her nipples and areola are large as well, though perhaps not as excessive as the boobs themselves. Tasteful and eye catching, but not drawing attention away from the bountiful bust.

As Sassy pauses to admire her pleasantly proportioned backside, the pink-haired woman speaks. “Uh, Cab Calloway. And, I’m a cab driver.”

“Ah, of course,” Sassy allows a strained smile as she’s out of the woman’s line of sight at present. This is hardly the kind of customer she would prefer to help, but business is business. Miss Rarity would be rather cross if she turned away a potential client without hearing out their requests first. “So, do you have an issue with clothes in particular, or do you just prefer being nude?”

“I don’t mind being nude, and it gets me a lot of local customers, but whenever I go to pick someone up from out of town, they’re always awkward around me. So I thought I’d change up my look, but I’ve, got a condition,” Cab mumbles, the boutique manager raising an eyebrow in response. “Anytime I put on an outfit I get this horrible itching sensation on my skin. It’s like I’ve got to get my clothes off as quickly as possible.”

“Mh, that is a conundrum,” Sassy hums with a thoughtful smile. Perhaps this wasn’t such a boring case after all. “Perhaps you have an allergy to something in the clothing. Have you considered latex? We just so happen to have this delightful latex number in canary yellow that I feel would look impeccable on a cab driver.”

Dipping into the back, Sassy sashays out onto the floor with her best salesgirl smile. The hanger in her hand holds a latex romper-inspired design, a wide zipper in the chest allowing the wearer to step into the suit and pull it up to the shoulders. Turning the outfit around in her hand, she makes her pitch. “As you can see this is one of our grab-and-go options, designed to be both professional and provocative. The cut of the shorts is high and tight enough to give your thighs and cooch a pleasant pinch every time you squirm in your seat, while also framing that pleasantly plump bottom of yours.”

Giving Cab a small pinch on her ass, Sassy giggles and continues as the pink-haired cabby hisses through her teeth. “And, while providing proper coverage to keep your breasts contained, the zipper goes all the way down to the navel, allowing you to choose how much skin and breathing room you want those massive melons to have on a customer-by-customer basis.”

Looking the outfit up and down, the scratchy-voiced driver asks, “It’s nice, but does it come in pink and black?”

“...We can make some modifications and adjustments,” Sassy assures her future customer and smiles as the still-naked cabby grins, sliding the latex off the hook and holding it out for the taking. “For now, why don’t you try it on and see if it might be a good fit for your needs.”

Cab gives the skintight outfit a final once over before nodding and taking it into her hands. It takes some maneuvering for the chubby cabby to slide into the shiny yellow fabric up her legs; the zipper pulled as low as it can go to ease her entrance. But once the pink-haired cutie fits her fat backside into the seat, the rest is simple!

Arms through the sleeves, zipper goes up! Well, up enough to reach Cab’s underbust, the tight fabric proving to struggle a fair amount to contain the overwhelming amount of boob the driver boasts. But cleavage you can get lost is has its own appeal, and Sassy is quick to assure her client, “That looks great! Not to mention it keeps those plump nipples of yours secure and out of sight, so you won’t be surprising any out of town rides you pick up!”

Shifting in front of the mirror, left and right, the transport for hire hums and bites her lip. “It looks, nice,” Cab murmurs, Sassy forcing a smile as she can feel her teeth threatening to start grinding at the nasal intonation, while the dressed up doll slides her fingers up the checked black pattern on the outer thigh. The fabric is so snug that Cab’s snatch is highlighted through the fabric, perhaps not as discrete as Sassy would have hoped, but still passable while encouraging others to make passes at her. From the way she’s moving her hips, the pressure is something Cab finds enticing as well. “And you can get it in pink?”

“Our owner can fulfill most special requests, just let me make a note for her. And I think we have a dashing cabbie hat in latex as well if you would be intereste-”

“Ooh, fug, my fuggin tits! Getit offa me!” Cab suddenly curses, her eyes going wide as she bites her fat lower lip. The woman whines in protest before pulling hard on the zipper, her canyon of cleavage turning quickly becoming a bounty of boulders as her bare tits pop free! Pawing at one of the pendulous puppies with one hand, she helplessly tries to shake her other arm loose. “Bad idea, clothes are a bad idea!”

Despite her protests, it sounds like the pink-haired woman is enjoying herself, and from the rocking of her hips, it’s clear she’s on the way to an orgasm. While it would be entertaining to watch, Sassy’s experience takes over and tells her two things. One, the sale isn’t closed, and second, this isn’t even the outfit the customer wanted; and it’s at risk of being ruined!

Moving in to help Cab strip away the latex driver uniform, Sassy then directs the once again naked, and very horny, woman towards one of the fully stocked dressing rooms. A customer needs to know what they’ll look like getting pounded before they buy, after all. As the nudist driver brings herself to orgasm with one of the many toys within, Sassy focuses on gathering up the outfit and checking it for damage. It’s still salvageable, but probably best to avoid letting Cab try it on a second time.

After fifteen minutes, a much relieved driver exits the changing room with a smile. “Well, I don’t think that’s gonna be a good choice fer me. I couldn’t drive if I felt like that the whole time.” Cab cradles the front of her breast against her palm, catching the plump nipple in the crook of her thumb, the first knuckles of her index finger and thumb squeezing and pinching the pointed peak. “But, maybe you talk to your boss anyway about the pink… could find a use for it.”

“I can speak to Miss Rarity, but that still doesn’t resolve the issue of why you came into the store in the first place,” Sassy huffs, her irritation becoming more evident after the near miss. “And I’m not sure Canterlot Boutique can do much to help you if, as you said, you’re going to react like that every time we put you in one of our stunning outfits.”

An equally irritated click escapes Cab’s tongue as she cocks a hand on her hip and scowls. “It ain’t my fault; I’m a sensitive lady. I just wanted something that would let people know it’s alright to put their hands all over me without saying anything, even if they’re not local.”

“I suppose asking you to make a sign would be too much?” comes the catty response, which is met with an equally cold glare as the two bimbos have a stare down. Sassy breaks first, giving a weary sigh. “Of course I understand the intention. You want people to feel comfortable taking advantage of you, but saying it comes across as, forced.”

“Xactly,” Cab mumbles in response, staring down at her heavy funbags, still toying with them in her palm. After a brief silence, Sassy’s eyes brighten.

“Just a moment.”

And she’s gone, rummaging around in the back

[Not sure on the base color for the tie, should have something to make ‘warning’ signs stand out. Examples: ‘Choking Hazard’ towards the top so it can be displayed under the knot, Narrow Road lines towards the middle so that it can go over her breasts/cleavage, and a Slippery When Wet decal (either the person falling or the car swerving) at the bottom so it can be around/covering her cooch]

[It’s gaudy and awful, but Cab loves it, it just ‘fits’ her style]

[As they’re ringing up, Sassy offers again to speak about modifying the cab driver costume]

[Cab gleefully takes her up on the offer]

[Another satisfied customer… probably?]

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Pub: 02 Dec 2025 22:07 UTC

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