Heartstrings, Sweetie Drops and You

Chapters

1. The date that ended in horror
2. The First Day
3. Along Came a Lyra

1. The date that ended in horror

“Do you want anything else, ma’am?”

Your customer, for her part, doesn’t even bother to respond, as she just takes her goods and walks out of your store.

You sigh. What a stuck up bitch that was. It’s nothing new to you though. Working at a convenience store, as a night clerk even, means that the folks you get tend to keep to themselves. The odd night owl like that woman earlier, tend to be the normal customers, be they somewhat rare at times. Usually, it was just some poor sop that was stuck doing night duty, just like you. They’d come in for a pack of smokes, or a bottle of booze mostly. Can’t really blame them, as doing night duty was the most ungrateful job there ever was. People during the night tend to be assholes though, and it was honestly rare to see someone come to your counter with a smile.

The night owl types are still the kind you prefer though, as you’re one yourself. They’re a lot better then the crazies and the hobo’s that also frequent the store, that’s for sure. Sure, they pay for their goods just like any other, but they give you the creeps. Not to mention the smell at times. You don’t earn nearly enough that you like with this job, but no way will you ever allow yourself to become homeless, and be forced to live or smell that way. You’d rather jump in front of a train or something like that.

And you still prefer those types over some robber that thought to earn a quick buck, by hitting your convenience store. It hasn’t happened yet, but you expect it will happen one day. It seems to be the norm for this type of job. Should it occur, you’ll just give him the money in the cash register. No way is this job worth getting shot over.

You glance over at the clock. Just another five minutes before your shift was done. And to add to your joy, today was Saturday morning, meaning that you’d be off for two days. It’s funny, because a little over two months ago, that actually was something you didn’t even give a toss about. You didn’t have much to come home to after all. A lousy apartment, located in a really shitty neighborhood, with nothing of luxury to speak off, was all you had. You didn’t get along with your neighbors. Heck, none of them got along with each other, and you’re sure the guy below you is running a meth lab or something odd like that. All kinds of gangster like types seem to enter that place. Oh well, none of your business, lest you get shot or stabbed for being curious.

But now you liked getting home, if only to quickly get on your computer. It’s corny as hell, and you never expected that you would be one of those people, but you found a girl… on some chatroom… about My Little Pony. Yeah, for some reason you really got into that silly little cartoon, and while you wouldn’t publicly call yourself a brony, you’re still a fan of the show all the same. So, one boring early night, right after your shift ended, you joined some chatroom, if only to look around a bit, see what kind of people lurk in these places. Not many people where in that chatroom, but considering the hour, that’s no surprise. But it didn’t take long for a private box to pop open, as a user named Heartstrings said hello.

You normally aren’t the kind of person that does these things, but Lyra was your favorite background pony, and considering this user’s nickname, you assumed he or she was the same. So, you chatted for a few hours about that mint unicorn and the other ponies. Then the next day you did the same, and the next, until it became a daily occurrence and you quickly gained a friend. Sure, it was an online friend, but a friend all the same.

Gradually, you two became closer, and you soon learned that Heartstrings was an actual girl. At first, you took that information with a grain of salt. The last time you met a girl online, was on some free to play MMORPG, and the orc warrior you quickly befriended, claimed she was Rebecca, a girl your age. Turns out Rebecca, was actually Dave, some old dude praying for easy gold by fooling teenage guys into online relationships of the sorts. While you weren’t particularly close to ‘her’, it was still a blow to the head that someone you thought of as a friend, had in fact been lying to you for all that time.

But the more you chatted, the more she checked out. One day, you two even used voicechat, and for the first time your worries of Heartstrings being a man after all, got buried for good when you heard her voice. It was slightly grainy, yet cute and feminine in every way. She was embarrassed in a way and seemed unsure if she was using the microphone correctly. You could tell by the sound of her voice, but then so where you. It had been quite a while since your last girlfriend, and that meant you were rather rusty on the whole chatting with girls thing. It is one thing to type a conversation, but it’s another thing all together to actually be using speech. She seemed to calm down though during the conversation, and before long so did you.

It was in a sense liberating to be able to speak about ponies, and she seemed to be an expert on the matter. It was as if she knew every little detail about the show. Be it from the mane six to the background ponies. She even seemed to know every nook and cranny of Ponyville. She was quite informed about the show, that’s for sure. The fact she was a girl, made it so much easier for you as well. Your masculinity always came rearing up, whenever you actually stopped to think that you were basically geeking out over a bunch of colorful ponies, but with Heartstrings that just didn’t happen.

It didn’t take long for you two to talk about other things, such as hobbies and the likes. She really seemed to be into music, as that was what she mostly talked about. She was a bit secretive about her personal life though, but you suppose you can’t blame her. A girl can’t exactly tell every little thing to a guy she met online. Plenty of times, that will end up with the girl hurt, raped, or dead. You’re not a creep like that, and you would never do anything like that in a million years, but you understand why she wouldn’t be comfortable giving out that kind of information. You were curious, sure, but you never pressured her. The last thing you wanted was for you to lose your friend, or perhaps something more than friends in the future.

But as the time you spend over the internet grew longer, so did she seemed to relax more and more, and before too long she let a few things slip. She lived with a roommate, also a girl, although she never told you her name, nor did you ever ask, as frankly, the only girl you cared about was Heartstrings. She was into the mystical things, like weird creatures and ghosts. A weird hobby, especially for a girl, but if she liked that, then she liked that. She had a job in the music business, although she never went into full detail about it, as if she was afraid you would ridicule her or something. So you once again never pressured her into telling you more. You were content enough with the little details she told you about her personal life, as little as those were.

She also didn’t seem to mind that you were just a night clerk. Most girls, heck most people even, wouldn’t exactly call your job great for future aspects, as being a convenience clerk isn’t exactly the most thrilling or high paying job in the world. But Heartstrings though it was nice anyways. As she said, a job is a job, and for the first time you actually seemed to be ok about your job. She made you feel that you weren’t just some loser that settled for the lowest of the low, and you honestly grew to like her, perhaps even love her. It’s immensely silly, liking someone you never met in person, but she was seriously everything you could ever want for in a girl. Funny, charming, and actually liking you for who you are. And you got all that just from her voice!

And then the day came when you two finally used a webcam. You thought it was the silliest thing ever, but you went to actually buy one of the damn things all the same. Maybe, it was because deep down you where lonely, or maybe you just wanted to sate your curiosity, but after talking to Heartstrings for close to two months, you just wanted to see how she looked like.

She was nothing like you expected. Your luck always ends up shooting you in the foot, so you expected her to be somewhat average to even ugly, maybe even fat. It’s horrible of you to say that, since you really did considering her a friend, but deep down you were hoping for something more than just being friends.

So, imagine your surprise when an angel appeared in front of the webcam. She looked somewhat odd though, cute as hell but odd. She basically looked like a Lyra cosplayer with her eyes being orange, and her hair dyed cyan, with a white streak towards the right. She also wore a mint colored dress, as if to complete the cosplay look. It all looked very cute and actually quite sexy, but odd none the less.

She claimed she did that for you, since you both liked Lyra, and you honestly felt happy. She didn’t have to do that at all, but the fact a girl went out of her way to please you, was almost enough to make you tear up. You do wonder why she used contacts to make her eyes orange and dyed her hair for a webcam chat, but goddamn if it didn’t accentuate her already stunning appearance. She just made those colors work, as if she was born with them.

You couldn’t help it, you blabbed out you found her the cutest thing ever. It was so embarrassing, and the fact she blushed hard at your remark made it somewhat worse, but she thanked you all the same. It was a bit of an awkward webcam chat, that first time, but she really took the Lyra cosplay a bit too far. She asked you to wiggle your hands and all in front of the screen. You thought it was the silliest thing ever, but you complied, if only to hear her giggle. That sound was pure heaven to you, and you would do anything to hear that over and over again.

That was a week ago, and this last week you two have been using the webcam every day. She kept using her cosplay looks though, but you didn’t care anymore. If that is what she liked, and as she claimed, did it for you, then you could deal with it all the same. Maybe she was embarrassed deep down about all this, and this was a way for her to cope, or maybe she honestly did it for you, thinking you’d like her more like that, which in a way, you did.

She really took the Lyra thing too far though, as she even played the lyre. You have no idea if she could play it before she watched the show, or if she learned it after, but she was good, great even! That must be what she does for her music carrier. Maybe she plays in a band that does opera music or something like that? A lyre isn’t exactly a common instrument these days after all.

Lyre music isn’t something you would have ever thought you’d enjoy, but it was so soothing and so pleasant to listen to, that you honestly loved for her to play it for hours on end, which she did, much to your enjoyment.

Over the last week, your conversation went from ponies to more personal things, and you finally let it slip you liked her more than just a friend. At first, you thought you blew it, as she felt silent, as if she didn’t know what to do. Didn’t she like you? Was she afraid of you? Or was it just mere shyness? But in the end she said she liked you too, and was willing to try going on a date.

You were overjoyed, and you settled for a date at her place, which was set for tomorrow evening actually. Ten PM, as odd as hour as it can be, but the fact you two are both night owls means that meeting over the daytime wouldn’t work out that well.

You seriously can’t wait, and as soon as this shift is over… speaking off, what time is it? You glance back at the clock, and realize you could have been home by now. It’s already fifteen minutes past your shift. You seriously can’t believe you’ve been daydreaming about Heartstrings for twenty minutes straight. Making sure nothing is out of place, you do a quick check over inside the store, to find everything in order, so you lock up and go to your home.

You live relatively close to your job, so it doesn’t take you too long to get home. A ten minute walk, give or take a minute, is all it takes, and you soon find yourself home. You take a quick shower and grab a quick bite to eat, before you head off to bed. Heartstrings wouldn’t be on today, as she said she had to prepare for your date tomorrow. What she meant with that exactly, you have no idea, but girls tend to go overboard with those kinds of things anyways.

With a smile, you fall asleep knowing your date tomorrow will be great.

***

You wake up in the late afternoon, just like you’re used to. You take a long shower, making sure you’re sparkly clean, before shaving yourself and basically doing everything you can to make yourself look as good as you possibly can. You pick out your best outfit and dress up into it. After that, you make yourself something easy to eat. Finishing that, you patiently await your date tonight.

And that’s when you come to the realization that you never asked Heartstrings her actual name. How the hell can you be so stupid! You have no idea if it was because you’re a beta faggot, or if you just honestly never thought about it, but you’re going on a date, at a girls place, and you don’t even know her actual name. There is nothing else to do, but to ask her tonight. God, you hope she doesn’t get mad at that.

Still, maybe you should get her flowers? Girls like flowers, right? But what if she is allergic to them? The more you think about it, the more you realize you don’t know Heartstrings at all. You know some details, but the most basic ones you got no clue on. Why didn’t you ever ask her these things? Was it because you didn’t care? No, that not true. You’re not some insensitive jerk, but you can’t deny that you might come across like one right now.

She never told you these things either though, and she was quite secretive about her personal info to begin with. Come to think of it, she would be particularly odd about that at times. You once asked her about siblings, or her parents, but she never actually replied to that, and instead moved the conversation to another topic all together. At the time, you thought that meant she didn’t want to talk about them, but maybe there was another reason?

And there would be times, where the conversation would span to the early morning, but as soon as the sun was due to come up, she would make up some excuse and go right offline. You can’t deny that’s odd either. It’s almost as if she’s a vampire, and needed to be in her coffin before dawn. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea after all? Yeah, you should just cancel this date…

Ugh, stop thinking weird stuff like that! So, she’s a bit odd. So are you, and she’s the perfect girl for you, possibly even your future girlfriend if this plays out right tonight. It’s just your nerves talking. You’ll be fine! You’re going on a great date, and hopefully come out of it with a new girlfriend. This evening will be one of the best ever, you’ll see!

***

You went to a little flower shop, and got yourself a bouquet of roses. You don’t know the first thing about this shit, but girls like that, right? After that, you got onto a public bus, and went on your way. Luckily for you, Heartstrings lives in the same city as you but on the opposite side, so you had quite the journey to make. You don’t know a thing about the neighborhood she resides in, but it’s not that far from the bus stop.

The journey itself took close to two hours, but finally you are here. That might become an issue in the future though. You don’t mind doing this. Especially for a girl as special as her, but two hours is a long time to travel. You can’t do that on a working day.

Well, there is no reason to start thinking about complicated stuff like this from the get go. For all you know, this is the only time you come here.

You get off the bus and maneuver the streets. You memorized the way to go, but you’re still somewhat surprised when you arrive at quite the nice neighborhood. That’s good. It means one less reason to be worried. Somehow, you can’t help but have some deep down fear about all of this. You expected to get send to some creepy cabin in the woods, and some dudes would be waiting for you there to cut your organs out for the black market. But nothing of the sorts will happen, if this neighborhood is anything to go by.

You really can’t relax for some reason though. It must be your nerves. You have never done anything like this before. That being online dating, and it is making you nervous as hell. You take a deep breath to calm down, and continue on your way.

It only takes a few more minutes to arrive at your location, but you soon find yourself in front of a big looking house. It looks fancy. Really fancy. As in, you can never afford this type of house ever fancy. You had no idea, but Heartstrings must be loaded. She could get any type of guy if she’s this rich, and yet she agreed to go on a date with a bum like you. Once again, you can’t believe that such an angel exists, and you didn’t even ask her real name. You’re such an idiot!

This is it though. In a few moments, you’ll meet the girl that you have been anxious to meet. God, you hope everything goes alright tonight.

You march up to the door and ring the bell. You take a last moment to straighten yourself, before you wait for her to open the door, your flowers in your hand.

It takes a bit, and you’re about to ring again, but before you can, the door finally opens.

You let out a breath that you didn’t even realize you were holding in, but she’s just so gorgeous. Sure, you’ve seen her on the webcam before, but she’s every bit as stunning, if not more, in reality. But… she’s still in her cosplay look. The mint dress got replaced for a more stunning, nicer looking dress, be it also still mint colored. You don’t know the first thing about dresses, but it looks quite expensive. You also spot a nice looking necklace adorning her already gorgeous look. Come to think of it, you’ve spotted that thing on earlier webcam sessions. You don’t know for sure, but it looks to have a diamond in the middle, and it sure as hell looks expensive.

“Hi, nice to see you found the place.” She says ever so chipper.

“Huh?” you shake yourself from staring like a retard “Oh, yeah. Nice place you have here.”

“Thank you. Want to come in?”

“Yeah…” you start to move but remember the flowers in your hand. “Oh. These are for you.”

You hand her the bouquet of roses, and she stares at them a bit before accepting them. You can tell by her face though, she doesn’t seem to like them. Crap, did you fuck up? Don’t girls normally like flowers?

“I’m sorry. You hate them.” You mutter weakly with a sigh.

“Oh no, I don’t. I prefer lilies or tulips though. Roses tend to be too bitter and can be hard to chew. Not really my kind of thing.” She’s still smiling but you do a double take at that.

What? Did she seriously mean that? Is she still into her Lyra roleplay thing? Or was that meant as a joke? What do you do now? Do you laugh at that? It wasn’t exactly funny to you. Too much time has passed to laugh now though. You’d look like a retard, and it would be embarrassing for both of you now.

God, you’re totally acting like a pathetic little virgin right now. What’s wrong with you? This isn’t your first date. It might be the first online date, and a bit awkward due to having found each other over pastel colored mini horses, but you need to man up, badly! Also, you need to learn her name.

“Um, I know this is rather stupid of me… but I never asked your actual name.” you finish as you scratch the back of your head.

“Oh. It’s Laura.”

Laura…Lyra… That’s awkward.

“Hah, that made the cosplay thing a lot easier, right? Speaking off, I can’t help but notice you’re still doing it.”

The smile drops from her face and she looks worried. Damn idiot, you upset her!

“You… don’t like it?”

Oh god, she looks crestfallen. You retarded prick! You should have just kept quiet.

“Oh no, I do. I’m just not used to girls cosplaying I guess.”

You laugh awkwardly, as you try your hardest not to fuck this up more. Screw it. You might as well come clean to her.

“Sorry. I’m just not used to this whole thing. Online dating I mean. And well, regular dating has been a while as well. So forgive me if I say some awkward stuff.” You finish with another sigh.

“It’s alright. I’m not really used to this either.”

She does seem to be as nervous about all of this as you are, so that’s a good sign. Least you can be awkward around each other together.

“So, are you going to stand there or are you going to come in?”

She’s right. You’re still standing there like some retard. You flash her a smile, a genuine one at that, and enter her house. She leads you through a hallway, but most doors seem to be closed. You also spot a stairs leading up. You still follow her as you come to the end of this rather long hallway, and enter a nice looking dining room. You also spot the kitchen on the other side, and the rooms seem to be connected through an open section. The exterior looked nice, but this place looks so damn expensive. That’s the word that comes to mind. These chairs, the dining table itself, the decorations and flowers, every bit seems to be top notch stuff. The kitchen itself looks to be high tech rich stuff too. Damn, she really must be rich. You once again can’t believe she’d go out with a bum like you, but here you are.

First things first. Compliment her looks.

“You look great by the way.”

“Thanks. Do you want anything to drink?”

Well, that didn’t work as well as you had hoped. It’s as if she just shrugged your compliment off.

“Yeah, sure. Anything is fine.”

You watch as she goes to the kitchen to pour you, and probably herself a drink. You can’t see everything, but you can see that she opens her fridge, and pulls out some sort of carton box. The real surprise came when she bends down to pick out two glasses from a cupboard. Holy shit! She’s not wearing underwear, and you just got a nice view of her firm looking ass, and more importantly, her girly bits in all its glory. Yeah, you’re going to score tonight!

You quickly face away when you spot her turning toward you to pour the drinks. No need for her to think you’re a creepy, even though she kind of led you on there. Creep or not, any man would stare if a girl flashed her goods on full display. You doubt she did it deliberately, but it’s a good sign for tonight, that’s for sure!

Crap, now you got sex on your mind, and junior down there is making quite the tent in your pants. It won’t be long before she comes over, so you need to distract her for a bit. Think, what are some good things you can ask her?

Oh wait! She mentioned a roommate. Is that girl here too, or did she go out for tonight? This place looks big enough for another person to live here, and the rooms did seem locked when you entered.

“So, is that roommate of yours home?”

“Oh no. She lives in the other house.”

Wait what? OTHER house? Just how rich is this girl? Rational thinking would perhaps have told you that this might be her parents’ house, and she means a dorm, or apartment of sorts but you’re not thinking rational at all. Even if that is true, it still doesn’t change the fact that she must have a hell of a lot of money. You’re not going out with her for that reason, but you feel like this is some weird fairytale where some princess falls in love with a lower class bum and they live happily ever after. You’re getting ahead of things by far, but you’d love for that scenario to be true. Though even if she was poor, you’d still like Laura as she seems to be a really nice girl.

You shake yourself awake when you see her approach with two glasses of some orange liquid. When she hands it to you, you can quickly tell it’s applejuice. Really? That’s all she got? Seems like a poor choice for a drink on a date.

“Hope this is fine?” either she can read your mind, or she saw your frown.

“Yes, don’t worry. It’s fine.” You give her a fake smile as you down the drink in one go. God, you haven’t drunk applejuice since you were a kid going to grade school. She really got some weird quirks at time. That will take some getting used to.

You place the glass down, but as you look back at Laura, her face changed from a smile to one of concern? Or is it guilt? Why is she looking at you like that?

“What’s wrong?” you ask her.

“I’m really sorry. This is the only way I know how.”

Know what? What does she mean by that?

“I’ll hope you can forgive me one day.”

No really, what is she on about?

“Slow down Laura. You’re not making any sen…”

You suddenly feel very woozy. Why are you feeling so woozy?

Oh god. What’s happening to you? More importantly, what did she do to you? Did she poison you? You knew this was too good to be true! Why didn’t you listen to your gut instinct?

“…Poise…” You can’t even speak properly anymore, as the best you can do is a sluggish muttering.

“Don’t worry. It’s only a sleeping potion. It won’t harm you, I promise.”

Sleeping potion? Why would she put you to sleep? Suddenly, that organ harvesting crew pops in your head. No! You need to get out of here, fast!

You try to walk, but all you accomplish is knocking down one of the dining chairs as you fall to the ground. Get up! Get up, or you’re going to be killed! Try as you might, you can’t accomplish more than getting one arm off the floor. Your vision is weakening and blurring, as the tranquilizer starts to really kick in.

Laura’s face suddenly appears in front of yours. “Ssshhh. Just let it happen. It will all be over soon.”

This bitch set you up, and now she has the audacity to mock you? You lunge at her as a last desperate action, but all you accomplish is to grab the necklace around her neck. As you start to pass out, you rip the necklace off her neck, and the last thing you see before you pass out is a bright green light.

***

You seem to be fading in and out of consciousness for some time. What happened? Why are you like this? It takes a while for your brain to respond, but soon you realize what happened earlier. Laura set you up! Why would she do that?

You try to get up, but you’re still so weak. You barely got any control in your arms and legs, and the only thing you can do is to open your eyes and lift your head up slightly. The first thing you spot is that you’re in a different room. Looking from the crummy look off the walls, this is most likely the basement of the house.

What makes you gasp is when you realize you’re surrounded by half a circle of red gemstones surrounding your body, almost set up like some ritual of some sorts. Oh sweet merciful god! Is this some satanic ritual with you as the living sacrifice?

Looking around some more, you spot a similar setup of green gems across from yours. Other than that, there is also a big mirror present. Looking at the mirror more closely, you can see half of a room, as is evident by the bed. How is that possible?

You’re also quite aware by now that you are naked. Not a piece of clothing remains on your body, and there hasn’t even been a towel or something draped around your waste for modesty.

Suddenly, you hear a door opening and loud bangs coming down the stairs. Why is it so loud? Are you going to die? Like this, sacrificed like some lamb to the slaughter?

You try to get up once more, but it’s no use. Your strength has been zapped from your body, and all you can do, is move your fingers and toes slightly. You always heard that survival instinct kicks in when you’re in grave danger, but it seems that’s bullshit as your body stays in the same daze as it was before.

You brace yourself from your would-be killer, or killers as you have no idea what awaits you, but you do a double take when you spot a mint unicorn appearing in your vision. Are you hallucinating from the drugs you have been given?

“Oh good, you’re up! I was afraid I gave you a too high dosage. That’s the last time I trust some quack unicorn.”

What is going on? Why is Lyra here? Why is she talking to you? What happened to Laura? Wait… you get it! This is a dream! A very fucked up dream, but a dream none the less! So, why can’t you move then?

“Once again, I’m really sorry, but this is the only way.”

“…Whas… goi… n.” You still can’t talk properly, as a silent mutter with broken words is all you can muster.

“Right. You’re probably wondering why this is happening to you, right?” She looks apologetic to you. “I don’t really know where to begin. I’ve always wanted to see your world, but until recently I couldn’t. I finally found a pathway through a very long search of rare antiques with magical powers, like this for example.” She points a hoof to the mirror you spotted earlier. So the reason why you see a room in there, is because it leads to another world? No way is that true… right?

Lyra focuses on you again as she continues her story. “You see, there are two mirrors like this. One in Equestria, and the other one in your world. Once I managed to find the Equestrian mirror, all I had to do was walk into it, and tada! Instant teleportation to another world!” She finishes with a smile.

Ok, you get that, but why are you here? Why did you get lured into her house? Does she plan to kidnap you, like her own pet human?

AS if she can read your mind, she replies. “I needed you to come here and stay with me. I can only do so much in this form. From what I’ve seen from your world, they don’t take too kindly to new exotic things. The last thing I’d want is to be caught and caged in some lab for the rest of my life. So, I need you to change bodies with me.” She finishes with another smile.

What? Change bodies with her? Did you hear that correctly? Why the fuck would she want to change bodies with you? Wasn’t she a human before? Or is Laura in on this?

“But… Laura…. Human.” You’re getting some speech back, and it’s not as muttered as before, but still rather weak.

“Oh yes. Remember the necklace you ripped from me? That allows me to temporarily change into anything I want, that being a human. But it only works during the night so it shuts down as soon as the sun comes up.”

Is that why she always made sure to be offline before daylight? So what, she’s been playing you like a fool for these two months so she can steal your body? How is she going to do that anyways? Why did she pick you off all humans anyways?

Once again, she seems to read your mind as she replies. “Imagine my surprise when I found out you humans knew all about us ponies! So, I waited and looking for a lonely human. One that wouldn’t be missed, or wouldn’t be paid much attention to if he acted differently, or left his job to explore the world.” She’s staring right at you now, and you realize you got no hope like this. She’s right. You got none to save you from this. You got no close friends. Your boss wouldn’t miss you either, and would probably be glad to get rid of you. Anything for him to save a few bucks by hiring a new guy for a worse pay. You spend way too little time with your parents as well. By the time they realize you are missing, it will be too late.

“If it’s any consolation, I really did like you, and would have loved to be your girlfriend if I was a human.” She’s at your face now, and gives you a quick peck on your lips as she smiles at you before walking to the green pile of gems. You don’t even feel disgusted by getting kissed by a cartoon pony, as all you want to do is wake up from this nightmare. That’s what this is right? This can’t be real right?

“I wish there was another way to do this, but I’m afraid this process will be quite painful.” She apologizes once again as she lays herself down at her stack of gems.

What’s going to happen? Why did she say it will hurt? What’s going on? You want to get out of this nightmare! Why can’t you wake up?

You hear a sound, and look over as you see Lyra’s horn glow with a golden aura. You stare in awe as you realize that you are witnessing that she is using magic, but that quickly fades when the golden aura becomes a huge display of light. You avert your eyes when it becomes too much for you, but you still notice that the aura became an orb, before that explodes into several beams that hit all the gemstones in the room. The gems seem to come alive, as you get surrounded by a glowing red mass of light, as the same thing happens to Lyra, only hers being green.

Soon, the arc of gemstones hit you from every angle, but no pain is forthcoming like she said there would be. Thank god for that. You do realize that you’re glowing bright red now though, and Lyra is glowing just as bright, only in green. Just what is going on?

As if to answer you, one of your red gems shatters and the light beam fills up your body, before it arcs over towards Lyra. At the same time, the same thing happened on her side, and a green beam is coming towards you.

Nothing could have prepared you for the excruciating pain that comes over you when the green beam hits you.

It feels as if every fiber of your body is on fire, and your legs seem to be melting away. You scream in agony when the pain becomes even more severe, and you actually feel your legs changing. You can do nothing else but watch in horror as you notice your toes melting away, and your feet and legs changing into hoof like shapes.

Looking over at Lyra, the same thing seems to be happening to her, only in reverse. Her hooves disappear as a pair of feet and legs grow in the place. She didn’t just mean swapping bodies! She aims to become you!

You want to run, hide away or stop the process, but you can do nothing as a second crystal breaks apart and the process happens again. Sure enough, a second red light hits you before it fires onward towards Lyra and a green one comes towards you.

You brace for the pain, but it’s every bit as severe as it was the first time. This time it’s your hands that get morphed into hooves, as your fingers fuse together to become them.

The process seems to pick up as a third gem breaks, and the beam that hits you this time seems to affect your hair, as it grows grey and white. It’s a lot less painful than the other two, but that doesn’t make it any less upsetting.

The fourth gem breaks, and you shriek in pain as it hits your body once again. Oh no. Oh god no! You stare in horror as you see your penis shrinking, and you can actually feel your testicles retracting within your body. Soon enough, nothing is left of your scrotum, and the last bits of your genitals are disappearing. In its place, a girl’s vagina seems to appear from nowhere, but that too comes with excruciating pain.

A brief moment of clarity in between the insanity of the events, and the pain of your body morphing, shows the exact opposite for Lyra. A penis actually burst forth from her vagina, and the same thing happens with a ballsack, as if she was giving birth to it. Soon enough, you can’t see her girly bits at all anymore, as if they vanished all together.

Another shriek of pain as another gem breaks, and this time you had enough. Tears actually burst from your eyes. Fuck this! You rather die than to have to go through with this. This time you feel a very sharp pain at your head as you feel the skin enlarging. Something is trying to burst forth from your head, but the skin won’t allow it, giving you even more pain than you’ve ever been in in your life. With a sickening sound, and quite the disgusting looking green goo, it finally burst forth, and you can see a horn growing from your head.

Yet another gem breaks as another beam comes towards you. This time it’s a sharp pain in your tailbone, and before too long you can feel a tail growing right above your behind. After the horn bursting from your head, and your genitals disappearing, it’s not the worst pain, but it’s still bad enough that you cry out once again.

Two more gems remain, but you don’t know what they can be for. You got hooves now, you got a horn now, and you even got a tail. You got a pony body now right?

Your answer comes when another gem breaks apart, and you wish this one didn’t. The pain from before was nothing compared to the one you’re feeling right now. You scream, louder than ever, and you’re honestly surprised none can hear you with the amount of sound you are making.

Your bones feel like they are shattering, like you are being run over by a tank, or stepped upon by an elephant. But unlike them becoming useless or mashed together, they seem to rearrange themselves. You realize in horror that they’re rearranging themselves to adapt to your new pony body. You can actually feel them merging and fusing together in a shape that they should never be in at all, but you can do nothing to stop the process. How much longer will your suffering end?

***

It took a while for that process to finish, but you’re hoarse by now. Your voice gave out during the sharp pain that you experienced, and all you can do now is pray to god that this nightmare will end soon.

As you stare at yourself, you realize that not only your bones have rearranged themselves, but you have shrunk, significantly even. You really are the size of a pony now, only your missing fur.

The final crystal breaks as if to answer to that, and when the beam hits you, minty green hairs sprung forth from all over your body. Soon enough, you are covered in fur, and you realize in horror that you have now become Lyra Heartstrings, the mint green unicorn.

Sure enough, when you look over at where Lyra was lying, you now see yourself in its place. She not only stole your body, she morphed into it!

You want to yell, you want to move, hit her, get your body back, but a tinier gem that you totally missed amidst the debris from the other ones shatters. You close your eyes in fear of another painful attack, but the only thing that happens is that you fall asleep yet again, unsure of what is going to happen to you this time.

2. The First Day

Why is your head hurting so much? That’s the first thought that comes to you when you wake up. Not just your head though. It’s as if your entire body has been going through a week of working out and nonstop exercising. You feel sore all over, and your muscles feel so tired.

Why is that? You didn’t go out, so you didn’t get drunk. You also don’t recall going to a fitness place, so this doesn’t make any sense. What did you do though yesterday?

You didn’t have work, as it was the weekend. In fact you were looking forward to this day because you had a date and…

Your eyes fling open as you finally recall yesterday’s events. Laura drugging you, waking up in some voodoo ritual set up to steal your body, Laura turning out to be Lyra, and finally that excruciating pain when your body turned into hers.

Wait! Your body turned into hers? You glance down to see covers hiding your body, but this sure as hell isn’t your bed, nor does this feel like your regular body! You can’t feel your hands or arms, so panic already strikes you. You do feel some limb movement when you try to make it work, so that’s at least somewhat comforting. But you got a good idea what awaits you, if you throw these covers off you.

It’s as if you’re watching a slow motion movie, as you slowly remove the sheets of you. Once you started, you can see green coming into view, and a closer look tells you that it is hair, or more precisely fur. Oh god, you really are Lyra now?

You decide to just toss the covers of you, and sure enough, you are greeted with a much smaller frame, and four legs that have a hoof on each end.

Bile threatens to overtake you as you realize that last night wasn’t some fucked up dream like you had hoped. What does this mean though? That Lyra is now walking around in your body, and you are her? Where are you even? Looking around the room shows you the exact same interior as you spotted from that mirror back in the basement.

The mirror! You scan the other side of the room, and sure enough, it is standing there. Your ticket out of here! You jump out of bed, only to fall face first on the ground.

Ouch, that isn’t how you are supposed to walk in this body it seems. You realize that you can’t walk around on two legs anymore, so you get back up, rather wobbly you might add, and try to stand like a regular animal with four legs. It works, and it’s with the greatest panic and annoyance that you realize that you are no longer a bipedal creature, but a quadruped now.

Ok, you got to be able to move first before you can get the hell out of here, and hopefully get back home. You try your front leg first, and then the other one but you crash down again. Crap, that’s not how it goes. You get up again, and this time, move your hind leg first before the front leg. That seemed to work even though it was wobbly. Maybe you have to keep the rest of the legs down as you walk?

You try the same trick as before, that being your hind leg first, and when that one is back down, you try the front leg on the same side. Yeah, that’s much better! You try the other side, and sure enough you got it!

Good! That means you can get back home!

You move to the mirror, but the only thing you spot is your reflection. A mint green colored unicorn as if evident by the horn adorning your face. You cross your eyes as you try to see your own horn. While you did spot it from the corner of your eyes earlier, you didn’t pay any attention to it till now as you was too busy panicking. Ugh, this is weird. But you can’t help but bring a hoof to it and poke it a few times. It feels weird and alien, but also hard to the touch unlike your other limbs as far as you can tell. Yeah, you best leave that thing alone before you harm yourself. Not like you know how to use it anyways. You better go back to exploring that magical mirror!

Why isn’t this mirror showing the other side though? Is there only one way to go through the mirrors and this is the exit?

No, that can’t be true. Otherwise Lyra wouldn’t have been able to get to Earth in the first place. Maybe you need magic to power it up? Great, you can’t even do magic, now what?

A sickening feeling does come over you that Lyra might have destroyed the other mirror, so you can’t come back and reclaim your body. Oh god, what if she did that? You need to get help, fast, before you end up stuck here!

As if to answer you, the door opens, so you quickly turn around to see who entered. Maybe it’s someone that can help you?

“Lyra? Oh thank the sun! I was so worried about you.”

You watch in disbelieve as a cream colored pony enters the room. Bon Bon? So, if she is here, does that mean you are in Equestria? Oh god! It was one thing when you thought you had been moved to another house through some magical bullshit, but you’re in another world now? Or would that be planet? Dimension? Where the hell is Equestria located exactly, and how far is it from Earth?

You got no time to think about that as Bon Bon comes into your vision, and immediately grabs you in a bear crushing hug. Oh wow, is this ever awkward.

“You have been asleep almost all day! I found you passed out on the ground, and no matter how hard I tried to wake you up, you just didn’t move! I was about to get doctor Stable to find out what happened to you. But I’m so glad you’re awake.”

The earth pony all but crushes you, as you can hear her sniffle a bit while she is trying not to cry. This is really awkward, but what do you do? Should you tell her the truth? Can she even help you? But wait! What if she was a part of Lyra’s diabolic scheme all along, and is now trying to confuse you with this act?

But she does sound sincere, and she is calling you Lyra. If she knew, you’d most likely be caged or something so you can’t spill the beans on this switcheroo. So, what do you do now? Pretend you are Lyra, and then sneak out to get help? What if Bon Bon reacts violently if you tell her the truth? For all you know, she might think of you as some evil wizard that kidnapped and changed bodies with Lyra, as she has no clue who you are or what type of creature you even are. You rather not get beaten up or worse by Bon Bon, as she thinks that might help get her friend back. Or would that be lover? God, you hope that last part is not true. That would make it even more awkward for you than it already is.

“Lyra, sweetie? You’re not talking, is everything alright?” She asks you as she lets you go, and is now staring right into your eyes.

Crap. Just do something!

“…I…” you halt as you hear your girly voice. Oh god, that’s so weird! But before you can freak out about that, though, your stomach starts to rumble as if to tell you to get some food inside of it. That’s just great, as if this wasn’t awkward and embarrassing enough already!

“I’ll get you something to eat, but you get back in bed missy. You aren’t looking too well.”

Like hell are you getting back in that bed! Though, you are awfully hungry now that you pay attention to it. If what she said is true about having slept all day, then you haven’t eaten since yesterday afternoon, and that wasn’t much to begin with.

You might as well comply. Get something to eat, and then when she isn’t looking you have to sneak out and find help. Who would you go to though? If this is Lyra and Bon Bon’s house, then you must be in Ponyville. Perhaps Twilight can help you sort this mess? She’d believe you right? And if she can’t, then maybe Spike can contact Celestia, and get her to come and aid you. Lyra must have done something illegal in pony law, right? That looked more like some voodoo ritual than magic, so it must be some zebra shenanigan shit? Fucking zebra’s, and their weird ass rituals! You haven’t even met one, and you already hate the bunch!

You get back in that bed as you see Bon Bon leave the room. She was right though. You don’t feel so good still. While it’s mostly muscle pain and tiredness, you might as well get back to bed for now and rest up. The last thing you want is to get sick in this body. That might complicate this even more than it already is.

You don’t have to wait long as Bon Bon comes back holding a plate in her mouth? Oh right, no hands. When she comes near you, she places the plate in front of you, and you spot a few apple slices awaiting you. Not the best food you had hoped for, but you suppose it will do. You doubt that these ponies have steak, or bacon, or other various juicy foods that you are dying for right now. Though that does make you halt. Can you even eat those types of food anymore? A pony is a herbivore right? Goddammit, that’s another strike against Lyra!

Bon Bon is staring at you, most likely wondering why you aren’t eating, so you quickly try to grab a piece of the apple slices in front of you. But that proves to be quite hard as well, as you got no grip on these useless hooves at all. Great, as if you weren’t suspicious enough already!

“Is something wrong, sweetie?” Bon Bon asks you in concern.

Least that’s somewhat comforting. If she feels concerned for Lyra, you are pulling this off somehow. Rather for her to be concerned for you, than to face her wrath. Though, the sweetie wasn’t lost on you either. So they really are lovers? You sure hope you don’t have to face that issue, should it ever come to it!

“I… I feel sluggish, so I can’t really grab them that well.”

You hope she believe that, as you didn’t sound convincing at all. But today must be your lucky day, if you can call this mess lucky to begin with, as Bon Bon smiles at you.

“Want me to help you?”

“S… Sure.”

You got no idea what she means with help you, but your question soon gets answered when she grabs a slice and brings it to your mouth. Wait, she wants to feed you like some baby? Nuhu, no way are you doing that! Though, you are awfully hungry, and she’ll only get more concerned for you, if you decline her offer now.

You lean forward, as you take a small bite of the slice Bon Bon is holding. Oh wow! This is delectable! You can’t help but grow a smile from how good this tastes!

You quickly go back for more, and before you know it, you have eaten a second, and a third. Bon Bon is just smiling at you, as she feeds you more slices of apple, but you honestly don’t care. This tastes so good, and you can feel your hunger sating.

Before too long, you are at the last slice, and that too goes down your stomach, as you relish in the pure tasty pleasure these apples have given your taste buds. Either Equestrian food is so much better than Earth’s, or your new pony body just makes it feel like that. Either way, you wouldn’t mind eating more apples like that, if they taste this divine!

It’s perhaps shameful, but you don’t care, as your licking the corners of your mouth, trying to get more of that taste in your mouth. Bon Bon giggles at your antics as she moves the plate from the bed to a cabinet next to the bed.

“Tasty, I take it?” She asks you with mirth in her eyes.

“Yeah…” you respond sheepishly as you realize what you were doing.

“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” She tells you, but then loses the smile on her face. That can’t be good. “Now Lyra, we need to talk.”

Uh-oh.

“… About what?” You mutter weakly, as you hope it’s nothing bad.

“About your behavior lately, missy!” She replies sternly.

Behavior? Oh fuck! Does she know?

“H…how do you mean?” You’re still muttering, getting scared of how she might react.

“How do I mean? Lyra, you’ve barely been paying attention to me lately! You either go out all day, reading books of those mystical creatures, or you stay home, locked up in the basement doing all kinds of weird magic. Not to mention that you disappear at night, with only Luna knowing what you do!” She’s still acting sternly, but you can tell she’s getting sad as well.

So what? Bon Bon had no clue about Lyra’s diabolical plot to steal your body at all? So, she not only played you for a fool, but her own girlfriend as well?

“I worry about you, sweetie. I know you get those weird dreams, but you can’t do this anymore. You’re making yourself ill with whatever it is you are doing. I found you passed out on the floor this morning for Celestia’s sake! I don’t want to find you in some comatose or even worse… find you dead!” She finishes with tears in her eyes.

How do you respond to all this? If you get the gist of it, Lyra has been neglecting Bon Bon for her plot to switch bodies with you, but it seems she has been pushing her body to a limit? Does that bode ill for you? What if her body is messed up from all this hopping about from one world to another? Is that why you feel so stiff and sore? Or is that from the body swap itself? Also, what did she mean when she said Lyra got weird dreams? Ugh, so many questions!

But you need to reply to her, as you can tell she’s awaiting a response from you. What do you say though? If you play nice, you might end up having to play her girlfriend, and that would be so awkward. If you tell her the truth, you don’t know exactly how that would go either. You rather not get a bad end to that route.

Though, you could always be a dick, and just ‘break up’ with her. Lyra screwed you over, so you could do the same to her, that being ruining her relationship!

But deep down, you know you can’t do that. Not only would you feel bad for doing it, but you would harm an innocent girl…pony, whatever, in the process as well. You might act like an asshole from time to time, but you’re not that much of a prick.

And when you think about this, what if this takes a few days? Where would you stay? No, you’re better off playing Lyra for now. At least as far as Bon Bon is concerned anyways.

You look up at the cream colored mare, as if you were deep in thought, and respond. “I’m sorry…I wasn’t thinking about how much this was hurting you. Really, I won’t do it again Bo….”

Wait! You were about to call her Bon Bon, but is that her name? Isn’t her toy name Sweetie Drops? How does that even work? What if you call her by the wrong name and you screw yourself over? It’s not like you can bullshit your way out of that one, what with them being lovers and all.

Glancing over at her, you can tell she’s confused about your sudden halt, so you need to speak up, fast! So, what’s it going to be? Bon Bon or Sweetie Drops?

“I’m sorry… Sweetie Drops.” God, you hope this hasn’t screwed you over.

“What? Here, now?” She seems surprised by your answer, but it’s not by the name at least. What does she mean with that though?

“Um… yes?” You retort, hoping whatever she means isn’t something bad for you.

“Well, ok. But you asked for it, missy!” She smirks at you, but before you can respond and ask what she means with that, she throws herself onto you and starts kissing you fiercely!

What the fuck? That’s about all you can think about, as you try to wriggle free from the pony that is kissing you franticly. It’s not even some peck, or loveable kiss, but a full out lust driven French kiss, as you can feel her tongue in your mouth!

Try as you might, you just can’t throw her off you, as you just lack the strength to do so. Unicorns must be nothing compared to earth ponies in terms of physical power, as you are painfully aware right now!

Why is she doing this though? You said sorry, and used her name… at least you think so. Still, that shouldn’t spring up this reaction!

But before you can totally freak out, she pulls away, and is panting heavily as she’s smiling down at you. You should be glad she stopped, but the look in her eyes freaks you out. That’s a predatory look, and deep down, you know where this is leading!

Is this how they make up after they had a fight? Oh god, makeup sex? You need to get out of here, fast!

You try to move, but you can’t! Why can’t you move? As you look at your forelegs, you can see that they are tied to the bedposts. How? When? Glancing down at your hind legs shows the same getup, and you realize that you’re spread out in an x shape. Oh god. You’re basically helpless to stop her advances now!

“All tied up like a good girl.” She’s breathing somewhat shallowly, most likely from that French kissing she did, but you don’t rightfully care about that right now. It’s what’s going to happen now that makes you worry. Is she really planning on doing some sort of bondage play with you? You definitely don’t want this, but should you tell her the truth? Telling someone you’re not who they think you are is bad enough, but when it happens before lovemaking… well yeah, you don’t exactly want to end up with a black eye. Those hooves sure look like they’d hurt, smacking into you, and from an earth pony to booth would be even worse!

She’s staring at you, and you don’t really know what to do. The look in her eyes is definitely one of lust, and yet, you can also see love in there. Whenever that is love for you, or well Lyra as far as she is concerned, or for the act of whatever this is leading to, you don’t know. You honestly want to cry out and tell her to stop, but there is just something about those eyes staring back at you. Almost bewitching you with that gaze, and yet for some reason, it calms you down somewhat.

“I’ll be right back sweetie, don’t go anywhere.” She says suddenly as she turns at leaves the room, all the while giggling at her own little joke.

Now what? With her gone, should you try to escape? You try once again to free your hooves, but no way are you getting out of these. And it doesn’t look like you can use brute force to break them from the bedposts either. Something tells you that she has done this before as she tied you up perfectly, and that frightens you all the more.

But where has she gone off though? Is she planning on leaving you here for a bit, as part of some play they used to do? You hope so, as that would give you more time to think about your situation.

And what a messed up situation this is. It’s bad enough that you are now, for all purposes, a walking talking pony, but you’re now in quite the predicament should your partner return to consummate your relationship. You despise violence, against girls anyways, but you seriously want to slap Lyra silly as this is her fault you’re in this mess to begin with.

Whatever thoughts you would have had after this get cut short when the earth pony returns to the room and… oh, oh hell no! You can quite clearly make out the fake member dangling between her hind legs, and it’s with the greatest horror that you realize she’s wielding a big looking strap-on, and that it’s going to be used on you!

It’s huge! That’s all you can think about as you stare at the black horse shaped dildo currently being strapped on the earth pony. That thing is going to destroy you, and that’s just from the length! You freak out even more when you notice the flare makes the girth even wider, and will split you apart!

“Hope I didn’t leave you waiting too long sweetie,” She’s all smiles as she comes closer towards you, and you start to panic again as the black member comes more and more into view. “But I had to get the royal princess out. I know how much you enjoy the big ones.”

WHY? What did you do to be submitted to this kind of torture? You need to stop this, and fast, before you get well acquainted with your mare parts!

But can you really blow your cover like this? Your earlier fear for a heavy beating with hooves comes crashing back, and it holds you back from blabbing the truth.

You get shaken out of your thoughts when you feel the bed move, and you spot Bon Bon hovering over you with a predatory smile. Oh god, screw getting beaten! If you don’t nip this in the butt, you’re about to get raped!

“W… Wait! I’m not Lyra… I’m a guy!” You close your eyes expecting a tantrum of yelling and vicious blows to your head but nothing is forthcoming of the sorts.

You slowly open one eye to see her staring at you, but the look on her face isn’t one of anger at all. It’s bewilderment, or joy, and-

“Oh, Lyra, I love you!” She tells you as she goes into a wide grin.

What? This wasn’t the reaction you expected, that’s for sure!

“You know how much I wanted to dominate a stallion, and now you’re finally willing to play the part?” She continues. “Gosh sweetie, I don’t know what’s gotten into you today, but you’re going to get it now!”

WHAT? Oh god, she completely misunderstood you, and thinks this is some kinky roleplay business?

This is bad, really bad and you need to stop this befoRRREEEEEE!!!

You can’t help but shriek as you feel your tail being yanked and moved before something slimy wiggles against your rosebud. She’s rimming you? Oh god, she totally thinks you are playing the role of some sissy stallion about to be pegged into oblivion by her!

“W- Wh- What are you doing?” You can’t help but cry out as you feel her tongue invade your backdoor passage even further and prying you open. This feels weird, so damn weird! You don’t want this dammit!

“Preparing you of course.” She says in between slurps and licks. “I can’t exactly put it in your pussy when you’re playing the submissive stallion now, can I?”

Oh no, no, no, no, no! She’s really trying to go through with this? You really need to stop her, badly!

“You don’t understand…” You halt as a tiny moan escapes your lips. Why did you moan? Oh god, could it be that that this body is getting used to this? As you play closer attention to your newfound body, you can indeed feel that your girly parts are responding to the pony giving you a rimjob, and you suddenly become horrified when you feel your muscles contract down there. Did you just wink?

“Mmmm, someone’s getting in the mood.” It seems your partner noticed it too as she comes up to take a breather, and you suddenly feel very violated as you realize your anus is gapping wide open, and ready to take in that… nuhu, no way!

“Wait! I’m not Lyra! She stole my body in some magical ritual, I’m a human!” You don’t care at this point how she will respond, but you don’t want to get a strap-on shoved in your ass, that’s for sure!

“Ugh, really Lyra? Now off all times?” She looks at you with some annoyance, but it’s definitely not the reaction you were hoping for! “Well, ok, but only because I love you so much!”

She suddenly comes closer, and gives you another frech kiss, and you start to freak out knowing where that tongue has been! Unfortunately for you, that just means that it seems that you are responding to her, and sure enough, you can feel your own tongue dancing around hers as that is all you can do while trying to push hers out.

Just as suddenly as she started the kiss, she breaks it off and looks at you with that hunger in her eyes again.

“So then, I’ll be the domineering mistress,” She starts to position herself, and you can feel that black shaft poking around your backdoor. You try to clench it shut in a last ditch effort, but your body is so turned on that your ass is gaping wide open and ready to take in the invader. “And you can be the helpless little … human.” She finishes the last part unsure of herself, as if she doesn’t really want to indulge in that part of her fantasy but you don’t care at all! This isn’t some fantasy to you, but the real deal!

“Remember sweetie, if I get too rowdy, just use the safety word.”

Safety word? What safety word? This all started when you used her name an-

Wait! That must be it! Sweetie Drops!

“Sweetie drops! SWEETIE DROPS!” you yell in a last ditch effort, hoping that will bring this mess to an end, but all that does is make her giggle.

“Oh, I heard you, sweetie. Don’t you worry though, because here’s the royal princess!”

You want to scream out and tell her to stop, shout a big loud no or something, but all you can do is grunt as she shoves her fake member into your rectum. It’s met with some hints of resistance, but she just pushes it in deeper and deeper, and all you can do is take it like someone’s prison bitch!

This body really is used to taking the ‘royal princess’ though, it seems, as the flare doesn’t hurt anywhere near as much as you expected. That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt at all though, but what’s hurting even more is your pride! The earth pony might think that this is some fetish play between mutual partners, but as far as you are concerned, this is rape, and not even normal but anal!

Your assaulter doesn’t seem to realize it though, and just keeps pushing it in deeper and deeper, and all you can do is try to get used to the foreign invader pushing into your bowels. It feels so weird, and all you want to do cry out, but you just lost the ability to talk. All you do is grunt and much to your chagrin and horror, small gasps of pleasure as well as your body seems to like this.

This is all wrong, and you can’t help but get teary eyed as you come to the conclusion that your body is betraying you during this moment of distress. Well, as far as you can call it your body. Whatever the case though, you can feel the muscles off your marehood winking once in a while, and every time it does, more fluids drip from your newfound vagina. Your ass, for that matter, is in both pain and pleasure from the intrusion, and that alone makes you so confused. You hate this! You don’t want this! And yet your body seems to enjoy it, most likely from having done this sort of thing before.

You let out a final grunt as she bottoms out into your rectum, and you can’t believe you took that entire thing! That looked so huge and menacing, but yet somehow that managed to wiggle its way through your backdoor passage, and is now bottoming you out.

It seems your lover is waiting for you to get used to the insertion, but you can’t take this anymore! It’s bad enough that it’s happening, but the fact that you seem to enjoy it makes it so much worse. You can’t help it, and soon enough the tears start to fall from your eyes.

“Oh Lyra! You’re doing this on purpose right? You know how much I wanted to do this, and now you’re even doing the crying play? I can tell how much you enjoy it, but to get so in character to help with my fantasy? I love you so much!”

It seems she still got the wrong idea, and still thinks that this is some weird sexplay! You can’t help but let out a frustrated groan in between your crying, but all that does, is making her believe that you’re eager to start.

“Oh don’t worry! You’re going to get it good, sweetie.” She pushed back but then giggles “Oops, I meant my …ugh, human!”

As much as you hate to admit it, but the feel of the black member scraping your insides as it withdraw from your ass feels good. Incredibly good even, and you can’t help but let out a gasp of pleasure. And that brings with it more tears as you hate that fact to begin with.

It hurts, but it’s a good kind of hurt as she continues to pull it out more, and at the same time, also seems to massage your vagina through the inner wall blocking the sex organ from the hole meant to only exit stuff.

The earth pony drags the fake member till it’s barely in, then shoves it right back in with one ruthless push, and all you can do is moan out load as your ass already grips around the fake cock, as if not wanting to let it escape to begin with.

This is all wrong! You’re a guy! You shouldn’t enjoy this at all! You’re totally 100% interested in regular sex, as in giving it to girls and not receiving it! You shouldn’t enjoy getting a cock shoved in your rectum, real or otherwise! But the more Bon Bon starts to pick up a rhythm, the more your body betrays you by winking and oozing in the first hole, and gripping onto the dildo with gusto in the other.

“You like that? I bet you do! Look, even your tiny dick is rock hard!” your partner mocks you in her lustdriven state, while she’s playing out her fantasy of domming a stallion, and she picks up speed and starts to fuck you harder and harder.

You’re about to wonder what she means with that, but a scream is all you can muster when she brings her hoof at your eager vagina, and somehow managed to grab your clitoris in between winks. You got no clue how that is even possible, but when she starts to twist and pull it like giving a handjob to a male, you completely lose it and writhe and buck the bed in both pleasure and pain. This is torture, and it hurts so good!

You can feel a climax approaching, and even though you hate every second of it, you can’t hold back at all. Bon Bon, for her part, has gone erratic in her movements, and must realize you are close, as she slams into you over and over while her hoof starts to work your aching clit even harder.

And then it happens. You arch your back and scream as you experience your first ever orgasm as a girl and a pony. Your vision goes bright white behind your closed eyes, and all you can do is moan as you squirt wave after wave of female cum, while your pussy winks, and your ass constricts around the strap-on. The cream colored mare just keeps slamming into you as you keep cumming your brains out.

But soon enough you start to calm down as Bon Bon starts to slow down when she sees that you’ve had enough. She releases your poor aching clitoris, and removes the black member from your ass as you experience a final tinier orgasm from the removal alone. She removes it from between her legs in a movement that you don’t even know that ponies can do, before tossing it off the bed and out of sight.

Not really giving you any time to recover, she pounces onto you, and starts to make out with you again. You’re so worn out and gasping for breath that you just don’t have the strength to try to fight her, so you just allow her tongue to push back into your mouth. But she doesn’t keep it up for long this time, and soon settles for giving you pecks and kisses around your snout and nose. You’re somewhat grateful for that as you really need some air, as that took a lot out of you!

She seems content with cuddling with you for a few minutes as you regain your second wind, but it seems she’s not done yet.

“You had your fun missy, now it’s my turn!”

Your eyes fling open in horror at that meaning. Does she want to go a second round?

You don’t have to wait long for your answer as she moves closer and straddles your head.

“I want to feel that wiggly tongue of yours! You know how that drives me wild!”

No way! She wants you to perform cunninglus on her? Taking a closer look at the organ in question, you can see that she’s quite wet, and winks out her arousal right in your face. You’re not going to start eating her out though! Screw that! She just raped you. Well, maybe your body liked it… but no way!

“If you don’t start wiggling that tongue of yours, the royal princess is ready for a second round!”

Anything but that! You don’t want to get a dick in your ass again! Girly body or not!

So she wants you to eat her out? Fine then! You’ll eat her out so damn hard that she passes out and will be sated for months!

You take a deep breath to calm your nerves, before your eyes fling open in pure willpower. You don’t want to do this, but you rather do this than getting that ‘royal princess’ treatment again! You lean forward as far as you can, and start licking her nether lips, which is instantly rewarded with a coo of pleasure from the pony straddling your head.

You shudder with disgust when her pussy winks right into your face. That’s such a weird feel! Though, you planned to make her so worn out that she won’t continue this weird SM play, so that’s what you’ll do! You redouble your efforts and start to lick harder and faster, which is rewarded with moans from the earth pony, who seems to really love your ministrations of her private parts, as her front hooves start to grip your head and push you in deeper.

“Mmmm, that’s it sweetie. Drink all that juice. It’s all for you!”

As Bon Bon keeps moaning and talking dirty, you start to speed up your eating of her pussy, and when she winks again, give her clit a lick. That’s instantly rewarded with a big moan and she starts to shudder around your head. But you’re not going to go for that place just yet. You’ll get her so worked up that she’ll be putty in your hands, metaphorically speaking anyways, and then you’ll finish her in one big push!

So that’s exactly what you do. You go back to slowly licking her nether lips, before tracing upwards, but every time you’ll reach her clit you go back down. Your lover keeps winking and you can hear some frustrating moans in between regulars, but you need to do this perfectly.

This time you plunge your tongue inside, and instantly get rewarded by a shriek from the earth pony. Seems she likes that, so you explore her inner walls, all the while feasting on her fluids. It feels incredibly weird when she winks, and constricts around your tongue, and you come to the realization that Bon Bon must have some very powerful muscle controls over her vagina. You almost wonder how that would feel around your penis, but that upsets you instantly as you realize you no longer have one!

You go back to the task at hand, that being eating this mare so hard she’ll cum her brains out, but a part of you is doing it out of anger now too. While she doesn’t know that, she does seem to feel your renewed vigor as you start to jab her clit a bit as you keep going in and out of her pussy a few times, before tracing her lips again, and repeating the process again from scratch. The shuddering mare above you seems to be closing to her peak as she starts to moan louder and is trying to speak. Trying, but just not able to, as you started to pick up speed, and started to hit her clit more and more. You know she is close now, and having her worked up enough, you should finish her off!

You wait till the next wink, and when she does, you clamp your mouth over her clit and start to suck. That seems to have done it, as a brief moment of silence hits, before that is followed by a loud banshee screech. At the same time, the cream colored earth pony is writhing all over, and you know you got her off. But that’s just the beginning!

“No Lyra! Stop it! I’m already cumming!” You can hear her shout even if it’s somewhat muffled from her legs around your ears, but nope! You don’t plan on stopping at all, and clamp her clit in your mouth again before giving it a small bite while at the same time sucking the nub like some tasty candy.

A torrent of fluids is your reward as you keep clamping down on her clit, and continue to bite and suck it. Your domineering lover, for her part, can only moan and shudder as she has one orgasm after the other at your ministrations and it’s with the greatest pride and satisfaction that you realize your plan has worked! Let’s see her try to recover from this!

You don’t even care that your muzzle is being hit by wave after wave of girly fluids, although you did almost halt when you had a taste of candy in your mouth and realized it came from the orgasming pony straddling your head! So, that fanon of their juices was true after all?

You keep up your brutal eating of her pussy till you feel her fall over, and realize your job is done so you stop and let her be in peace. You successfully made her pass out, and you saved yourself from further rape!

Or so you thought. You honestly can’t believe your eyes when the cream colored pony is getting back up. She’s exhausted, and can’t stop shaking as an afterwave of tinier orgasms hit her body, as well as gasping for breath, but she’s up all the same!

“Oh… Oh my… Lyra…” She’s talking in between gasps, but you honestly can’t believe she’s even able to move after all that! You gave her everything you had, and you know for sure that would have made any girl back home pass out in pure pleasure! So, why is she able to move? “That was… oh… you haven’t done that to me in years! Were you trying to make me pass out?”

DUH! You still can’t believe this didn’t work though, but maybe these ponies just have more stamina? Not having machines do hard work for them means that they’re used to hard work, and thus need high stamina. And in Bon Bon’s case, it must hold even more truth as she’s an earth pony. Though, you can’t help but wonder just how far this stamina goes in the ways of sex? Surely she won’t continue this right?

“Oh… I can’t stop shaking! That was so intense. Did you like our earlier play that much?”

What? Oh god, she seems to think you were rewarding her for that raping of your ass earlier? Though, in her eyes it was just some kinky play with her marefriend, but that still doesn’t make it right for you!

You suddenly feel her undo your front legs, and for a moment you do think that’s it over! Freedom at last!

But as soon as you try to move, your body nopes out on you, and you can barely move. That orgasm you had earlier took a lot more out of you than you thought, and being tied up like that didn’t do you any good either it seems.

But you start to panic again when you feel her press up to you, and settles herself right behind you. You can feel her breath on your horn, and wonder just what she is planning on doing?

“Wh… what are you doing?”

“Why rewarding you of course! You have been such a good girl tonight, and even went along with letting me play out one of my deepest fantasies. Naturally I’m going to reward my sweetie for that with the thing that she loves best!”

So she really is continuing? How? Why? What is she even planning on doin-

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH” You suddenly let out the girliest scream ever as she clamps her mouth down on your horn, and your body is assaulted by one shock after the other of pure pleasure!

What the hell was that? All she did was take your horn in your mouth, and that gave this reaction? Oh no! Surely she won’t-

A second moan escapes your throat as she chuckles before you feel her tongue start to work around your horn, but it’s the sucking motion that really does it for you, and you can barely even think. Almost like receiving a blowjob, but so MUCH more intense, and so much better!

You barely even feel her hoof slide between your legs, and start to rub your marehood, as the hornjob is turning your brain to mush, and all you can do is surrender to pure pleasure, the sorts of which you had never experienced before. If you thought that you knew how girls feel pleasure from sex earlier during that first play, then this blows that out of the water by far!

Bon Bon her head is sliding up and down your horn, as her hoof is rubbing your twat in a circular motion, but you barely register anything as it truly feels as if your ability to think has been destroyed. You don’t even register that your tongue is lolling out of your mouth in some obscene motion.

A brief moment of clarity makes you glance at the mirror that brought you here in the first place, and to your utter shock, the face that stares back is twisted in pure pleasure and joy! You look every bit as odd as those Japanese cartoon girls being fucked in those hentai manga’s and loving it!

You glance up at the mirror again to see the reflection of your partner who has her eyes closed in concentration as she continues her suction around your horn, and keeps mashing her hoof against your vagina. Even though she has her eyes closed, you somehow can tell that she truly seems to love you as she does this act of ultimate pleasure for you. You don’t know, but you suddenly feel a very odd feeling in your gut as that thought registers in your mind.

But, that’s as far as your thinking goes as she clamps even harder around your horn, and you suddenly are turned into a concert of moans and gasps. Your thinking ability definitely has been destroyed now, and all you can do is shudder in pleasure as you completely surrender to the mare giving these feelings to you. You can’t even do anything anymore, and you’re thankful that your body can breathe manually, as you’re sure that you’d be dying of asphyxiation otherwise.

You hate to admit it to yourself, but this feels so damn good that deep down you wouldn’t mind receiving this pleasure again, even though it horrifies you all the same.

Even though your brain has pretty much been rendered useless, you can still feel a very odd feeling seep through your head, and start to focus around your horn. If you could think, you’d wonder what was happening, but a faint glow can be spotted from the tiny piece not inside Bon Bon’s mouth, and you would have come to the conclusion that your horn was getting ready to discharge a wad of magic in the eager mouth of the cream colored pony sucking with gusto.

The pressure is slowly but surely building up, and so is her hoof between her legs. It had been gently rubbing, but now it’s becoming faster and faster, as if she was eager to get you off, two ways at once.

Her rubbing down there is becoming more frantic, and she must know that you are close, as so does her sucking of your horn. Her tongue keeps swirling around the grooves, and the suction becomes even tighter, and with it comes even more pleasure. You, for your part, can only moan and shudder as you can feel an orgasm of epic proportion coming on, as you completely surrender to her. Both your body and mind feel like it’s burning up, as the weird feeling in your horn intensifies and the glow becomes brighter and brighter. For a brief moment, during a tiny moment of clarity, you wonder if a horngasm would hurt your lover, but she doesn’t seem like she has any intention of slowing down in the least, as she keeps up her actions, both at top, and down low.

And then you let out one big gasp, before it turns into a loud shriek, and you are assaulted by an explosion of electric shocks riding your body. You can feel your vagina constantly winking as torrents of juices, and maybe even pee as you got zero control over your body right now, gets released all over her hoof and the bed sheets. At the same time, you can feel a burning sensation in your horn, and then you hear a familiar sound as you can feel magic actually seeping from your horn with is eagerly swallowed by your earth pony lover.

While not as intense as the orgasmic waves you gave her earlier, you still feel as if you are dying from the pleasure overriding your body. Your horn just doesn’t seem to stop releasing magic, nor does your marehood stop winking and spraying juices everywhere. All you can do is ride it out, as you start to pass out.

***

You wake up feeling absolutely exhausted. The first thing you spot is that you’re tugged in the bed, and looking closer, you see that the bed sheets have been changed. That’s probably for the best, what with both your, and Bon Bon’s fluids all over the old ones. But taking a glance at a window, you can see that it’s night now, so you must have been out of it for quite a while.

Though you’re no longer tied up! She must have untied you after you passed out from… um, cumming your brain out, quite literally even! That intense feeling riding through your body! That pleasure that shook you to your inner core! Is that what it feels like to be a girl? Or a unicorn? Both maybe? Whatever the case, you honestly can’t deny that it felt good, though you didn’t exactly like the feel of being helpless as all you could do was surrender to the pleasure… or did you? You’re sure, that in between having your brain go poof, that you briefly thought that you wouldn’t mind experiencing this again. You can’t help but get mad at yourself for thinking like that, but at the same time, just thinking about it makes you shudder.

You snap out of it as you realize that now is your chance to escape! Your lover, or rather Lyra’s, must be vast asleep by now, so you can finally get out of here! Just run to Twilight’s and get her help! You don’t even care if she believes you or not, anything is better than this and-

Your monologue of thoughts gets interrupted as the bed sheets move, and something grabs your waist.

Oh no! She’s in bed with you? Surely she won’t-

Glancing at her, you can see that she is still asleep, and must have moved in her sleep. But for a brief moment your heart flutters as you spot the smile on her face, and the words she mutters does it a second time.

“I love you Lyra.”

You don’t know why, but all you can do is mutter one reply.

“…I love you too, Bonnie.”

Author's Note

Sorry for the long delay folks. Blame my work for that!

Feedback VERY much welcome, as this was my first time writing clop! I dunno, at times I feel I did it right, and other sections feel like it was too short... so uh yeah, kindly comment and help me improve!

3. Along Came a Lyra

Why did you say that? You don’t love this pony at all... right? She raped you! Even if she had no idea that it was rape… and she was nice to you before you called her Sweetie Drops and somehow started that SM play. And then she did that hornsucking at the end just for you. Wow, just wow.

But you can’t let your guard down! As far as she is concerned, you are still the real Lyra, and not a human who switched bodies with her. You need to get out of here and fast, because the more time spend here, is more time for the real Lyra to do some irreparable damage in your body!

Though, it does feel awfully nice being held by her. You feel save and warm, as she holds you during her sleep. And once again your heart skips a beat. Why! You don’t love this pony! This must be some side effect from the switch, you’re sure of it! At least, that’s what you tell yourself.

Or maybe, it’s because you are just so lonely? You haven’t been intimate with someone for quite some time, and you weren’t exactly a cuddler after sex either. And you hate to admit it, but neither have you ever been close to the girls you slept with to begin with. Is that why a part of you feels so relaxed? Are you that much in need for human, or uh, pony, whatever, contact that this actually feels nice to you? You hate to think that is true, but deep down you know it just might be. Didn’t Lyra pick you for that exact reason? Because you had no friends, or a lover, that would miss you? And even though this entire mess happened to you, subconsciously, you might be happy for the skinship?

Ugh! This is so frustrating! And it’s not like you can run off while she’s cuddling you in her sleep. She’d wake up, and then you got to deal with a very awkward situation. You don’t exactly want to talk about that fetish play. That might make her in the mood for another round! Besides, where would you go? You don’t even know where this house is compared to one of the mane six their houses, and who knows what they would do to you when they find out you’re basically an alien. The last thing you need is to be turned to stone or be shipped off to some jail below Canterlot.

Yeah, screw that. You might as well get some sleep to rest your tired body, and then sneak out when she’s awake or hopefully gone off to work.

So, that’s what you do, though you can’t help but snuggle a bit closer to get more of that warmth and safety feel.

“Yeah, definitely a side effect of that spell.” You whisper softly to yourself.

It doesn’t take long for you to drift to sleep again, as the breathing of your supposed marefriend relaxes you in a deep slumber.

***

You wake up again when the sunlight hits your eyes. Damn sun, what did you ever do to it?

It takes a bit to catch your bearing but you soon recall where you are, and more importantly, what you did last night. Did you seriously? Ugh…

You glance to the other side of the bed to find it empty. You let out a sigh of joy, knowing that you don’t have to deal with a very awkward talk, but that does make you wonder where she has gone off too. Work perhaps? Maybe now would be a good time to explore the rest of the house. Maybe that crazy bitch responsible for your current state might have left something behind that you can show to Bon Bon, so she’ll believe you. Maybe you’ll even find a way to reverse this!

But the moment you get out of bed, you notice another problem. You got to go take a leak, badly. The thought of doing that as a pony is horrifying enough to you, but to do it without your trusty old male appendage is even worse.

Ugh, as horrific an idea as it is, you need to go and empty your bladder, so you walk towards the door and open it. The first thing you notice is that you’re not struggling to walk anymore, so that’s good. Perhaps you really were just really worn out? Or maybe you just adjusted being in this form somewhat? Whatever the case, that’s one less thing to worry about.

As you scan the area, you notice a few more doors, as well as a staircase leading down. Exploring is for later though, right now you need to find the bathroom!

You walk to the first door that’s opposite from this room and open it, only to find a second bedroom. Nothing in here seems out of the ordinary, but you spot a box on top of a cabinet, with a familiar symbol, that being three candies. Guess you just found Bon Bon’s bedroom. That does make you wonder. Do these ponies use their separate bedrooms much, or do they always sleep together? The second idea horrifies you, as you really don’t want a repeat of last night.

You close the door and walk towards another door that’s on the other side of this hallway, but not before passing the staircase. When you do, you can’t help but notice a picture framing the wall, with Lyra and Bon Bon as the centerpiece. They’re looking really happy, embracing each other and smiling for the camera, while a sunset is in the background. It’s quite romantic and you can honestly see the love in this picture. It would almost make you d’aww, if you didn’t recall yesterday’s memories so vividly. Besides, if Lyra really did love Bon Bon so much, as if evident by this picture, why did she abandon her and stole your body in the first place? Maybe Bon Bon really does know something?

No, that’s ridiculous, right? She wouldn’t have sex with you if she knew, and she did say you, or well, the real Lyra, was wearing herself out doing Celestia knows what at night.

Wait, did you just substitute Celestia for god? Ugh, this is affecting you more than you realized.

You shake yourself out of your train of thought and continue your search for a bathroom. When you get to the next room, you finally find what you’re looking for and quickly go in. But you halt just as quickly when you spot the toilet. A squat toilet? This is just like your Japanese cartoons!

You sigh at that bad joke, and just go about your business. You need to pee badly, so you just brace yourself for the awkwardness and let loose. As you expected, it really feels incredibly strange, but you somehow make it seem natural, though you lifting your tail to not get hit is the really weird part to you. Well, so is peeing from a vagina, but you try to not think about that. You finish with a somewhat blissful sigh, as you really couldn’t hold it in any longer, and flush the toilet before walking back in the corridor. There is one more door upstairs across from this one, so you decide to try that one, in the hopes that this room holds your way out of here, or at the very least some sort of evidence left behind by the real Lyra.

You open this door only to find an empty room. There is literally nothing here besides the window letting in the sun. It’s kind of creepy to you, and makes you wonder why they got an empty room up here, but after being in a voodoo type of ritual, nothing surprises you anymore. Who knows, maybe it was supposed to be a guestroom but they never got around to it?

Whatever the case, this isn’t helping you, so you move out and go towards the stairs. You wait for just a bit, deciding to check for any sounds, which would indicate your roommate being home after all, but when you don’t hear a peep, you move downstairs. While normal walking seems alright to you now, you’re still a bit uneasy on the stairs, but you manage to get down without tumbling down at least. The first thing you notice is how there are only two doors here, and the rest are open walls leading from one room to the other. One of the doors is leading to the outside which much lead to Ponyville, while the other one is in the hallway behind the staircase, which you assume is the basement of the house. You take a look around, and spot a living room to the left, and a kitchen to the right. You are actually hungry, so you decide to stop the exploring for a bit and go for a bite to eat.

You enter the kitchen, and the first thing you spot is a basket with more apple slices on a dining table, and a note on top of it. As your stomach starts making it clear that you’re indeed quite hungry now, you walk towards the table the goods are on, and pick up the note.

Dearest Lyra, went to work but it seems my sweetie is quite exhausted from last night! Made you some more apple slices in case you’re still feeling sick, and if you’re still feeling under the weather by the time you’re reading this, you should really go see Nurse Redheart or Doctor Stable. Wouldn’t want my special somepony sick now, would we? Your marefriend, Bon Bon.

The note is as corny as it can be, but it would be quite cute, if not for the fact that it’s you and not the real Lyra reading this. You’re somewhat glad she does seem to be worried for the real Lyra though, so you know there is more to this relationship then just that kinky stuff last night.

Yeah, you really didn’t want to remind yourself of that, so you put down the note, and grab a slice of the apple and pretty much wolf it down. Seems you’re getting the hang of these little hoovies, though you’re still bewildered at how this is possible to begin with. Magic? Must be it. When in doubt, use the magic card. Whatever the reason may be, you go back for a few more before feeling stuffed. Damn, you really don’t need as much food to be satisfied as you used to need as a human.

Having eaten, you are curious about your little surrogate holders now, so you grab the nearest thing next to you, which is a picture of Lyra sitting upright, not unlike a human. She’s flashing a wide smile at the camera, as a somewhat nervous looking Bon Bon is sitting next to her, glancing more at the mint unicorn than the camera. Upon a closer look, you notice that they look younger so this must be from a few years ago. It actually doesn’t seem that hard to hold this picture besides the initial wobbliness when you picked it up, and it almost feels like it’s just sticking to your hoof. Is that just because you image your hoof working like a hand, or is that how these hooves just work, you have no idea, but you rather like it. That will be one less thing to worry about. A final note does pop into your head that maybe it’s just because this body is used to working that way, but you rather not think that through at all. The less you feel used to this, the more driven you will be to undo it!

Weren’t you on a mission in the first place? You snap yourself awake after putting the picture down, and go forth exploring the rest of the house. You walk from the kitchen into another room at the back of the house, one that you couldn’t see from the stairs earlier, to find… another kitchen. This one is a lot bigger though, and has a ton of various ovens and other stuff, some of it things that you have never even seen. Guess you just found out where Bon Bon makes her candies? You’re actually curious for a bit, and briefly toy with the idea of starting up some machines, but just as quickly you decide not to mess around with this stuff. The last thing you need to do is burn the house down, and with it maybe some evidence that will speak for you.

You walk towards yet another room you didn’t see earlier, to find this one having sheets of music, and some instruments. That does make you halt, and makes you look back to your flank to see your cutiemark in all its glory. Does that mean you can automatically play the lyre now? Won’t you need magic for that, or can you somehow pluck the strings with your hoof? You can see the lyre on top of a small table, so you walk towards it, if only to sate your curiosity.

You pick up the lyre, and the first thing you can’t help but notice is that it’s somewhat dusty. That’s not a good sign. By the looks of things, this lyre hasn’t been used in a while, nor has anything in this room now that you take a longer look at things. For some reason, that fills you with sadness, and for a brief moment you honestly feel like you can cry about this poor instrument being neglected.

But you soon realize how odd that was. In your entire life, you haven’t had the slightest interest in playing this type of instrument, so feeling sad over this tiny thing isn’t exactly normal. Maybe this is some side effect from the change? Or maybe it’s your cutiemark calling out for it? As if this entire mess wasn’t weird enough already, now it seems you got a hunkering for playing the lyre.

Still, you’ve come this far, so you might as well give this a go. But how should you go on about this? Try to pluck the strings with your hoof, like you initially thought? Might as well try that, and see if it works.

It takes about three seconds to get the lyre in the correct position. It takes another two for you to drop it, after you hit the strings with your hoof, and made the most god-awful sound you’ve ever heard. So much for you being automatically good at this! You sigh, and pick up the lyre again, before placing it back where you found it. Still, you can’t help but wonder if you can play this thing, with the help of magic? You got a horn for a reason, right? And isn’t this body used to playing music, as is evident by the branding on your ass, to put it bluntly? But wait, you didn’t come down here for that reason!

You really should stop getting distracted, and go about with your initial thing. Find some evidence that the real Lyra left behind, so you can hopefully make Bon Bon believe you. It’s not like she got any right getting mad at you if she finds out the truth, after what she’s done to you, and even though you’re still somewhat pissed off about that sex play, you can most likely forgive her if she helps you change back to your old self.

You take one last look at the room, to maybe see something sticking out that shouldn’t be here, but everything in here seems related to music. You can’t help but find it weird that these two ponies both got their own room for their special talents right next to one another and especially that they’re open walled and thus wouldn’t block out any sounds but maybe ponies just do things different then back home? This won’t help you anyways, so you decide to walk into the living quarts you spotted earlier in the hopes of finding something there.

The living quarter at first glance is nothing special either. It has a few couches, and various stuff to fill the room like plants and paintings, but it does have a few pictures of Lyra and Bon Bon. The first thing you notice is a picture of them as foals, and… is that Bon Bon with glasses? Heh, you never pictured her as the nerd of this relationship, as it seems the roles got reversed now. If the Bon Bon you’ve seen from the show is anything like the real one, she’s definitely not the nerdy type at all anymore. Heck, you discovered that out last night the hard way! Still, that does make you wonder. Just how long has these two been together? Did they start as friends, before plunging into a relationship, or did they start from a really young age? Is that why the earth pony is such a kinky lover in bed? Because these two have been going at this since a very early age? You shake your head to clear your mind when various creepy images of these two doing very explicit sexual acts as little fillies enter your mind. The last thing you need is for Chris Hansen to pay you a visit! Besides, you got enough trouble already, so you don’t need to add imagining little fillies doing sexual discovery play to that list, no siree.

But sadly, this room also comes up blank for any evidence as to what the creepy body stealer has been doing. You suspected as much, as you doubt that Lyra would be so stupid to leave it in plain sight, but that doesn’t help you in the least. But if this room comes up blank as well, that only leaves one spot left in this house. That leaves… the basement. You honestly don’t want to go down there, as who knows what the creepy unicorn has down there. Isn’t this usually the time where the hero goes down into the basement, to finds the creepy psychopath’s lair, filled with dead corpses and lord knows what else. You swear the song of goodbye horses pops into your mind, the moment you walk towards the basement. Ironically, you’ve already been fucked, and it seems a bit harsh to compare Lyra with Buffalo Bill, but then, here you are, a product of some creepy ass ritual. Thank god she didn’t need your skin!

You brace yourself for whatever horrors you’ll find down here, before opening the door. The first thing you see is a dark room, with a creepy ass wooden stair leading down. Great start to an already unsettling situation there. Yeah, there is no way you’re going down there like this. Maybe there is a light switch somewhere? Do ponies even use electricity? Something must be making those ovens work right? You scan the wall, and sure enough, there is a tiny button to the wall, so the logical thing to do would be pressing it. So you do, only to hear a magic like sound, before the light down stairs pops on. Freaking magic man, you got no clue how it works, but you suppose they don’t need electricity if they got magic instead.

Well, least you got sight now, so you slowly go down, only to have the stairs squeak with every step. Goddammit, can this place get anymore creepy? You man up, and finally go down, fully expecting to see the severed corpses of some other unfortunate souls that Lyra tried to switch with before you, and that ended up going horribly wrong, but actually, it seems there isn’t much down here. Some old couch, a broken bed and some other crap that pretty much all qualifies as junk is all you find down here. Shit, so much for finding evidence down here.

You curse a bit under your breath, and are about to leave again, when you spot an uneven spot in one of the walls from the corner of your eye. Curious, you walk closer to find that it’s actually a door of some sorts sealed inside the wall which is barely visible, though it has a hole inside the wall, but this is nothing like any door you’ve ever seen. There isn’t even a handle to turn the door, so that leaves the hole as your only way in. You try to peek through, and brace yourself for maybe having found Lyra’s cave of horrors after all, but you can’t see shit through it. Still, the hole is too round shaped to be just made by accident, so maybe it needs a key of some sorts? Though this doesn’t exactly look like any keyhole you have ever seen. Still, maybe the key is inside the basement after all? You go back to the crap inside this place, and start looking through the things, hoping to find the key hidden inside the seat of the couch, or one of the broken ovens but you come up blank. These ponies really need to stop keeping their old junk, as you’re just wasting your time here.

You swear once more as you lift your head and accidently slap your horn against the couch. Damn, that thing really is sensitive, and you can’t help but wince from the pain.

Wait a second! Your horn! That round shaped form seems to be similar to it! Maybe that’s the way in? Would make sense, if this was Lyra’s hideout, but you hope you don’t need magic for this, or you’re just as screwed as before.

You walk to the wall, and expect the hole once more. Seems your horn is shaped exactly as the grooves inside the hole, so you bow your head a bit to try to fit your horn in. But you can’t help but halt for a bit, and start to think of some more horror stories. What if this thing is protected, and the moment you slide your horn in, something on the other side will cut it off? Can you die from a broken horn? What if your horn isn’t the key after all, and you get stuck like this? What if you are right, but you need magic, and since you can’t do that, something guarding the door can kill you or wounds you badly? This, and plenty more worries flash through your head in seconds.

“…Goddammit” You swear out loud as you try to somehow gain some courage with it.

Yeah, screw it. You got to do this, or you’ll be doomed to a life of being little more than a living, breathing sex toy.

You slowly insert your horn, and brace for whatever trap will awaits you, but nothing seems to happen. You’re about to pull your horn back out again, when you feel it tingling. The next thing you know, is that you can feel a small jolt of something, before you hear a mechanism start up, so you quickly pull your horn back out, only to notice that it’s still glowing a tiny bit. Guess you somehow used magic automatically? However you did it is less important to you right now, as you’re waiting for the door to open. You can see it slowly opening, and as you peek inside, you can see a variety of small objects like necklaces, crystals, feathers, and you don’t even know what half of the other stuff is, as well as bigger objects and even a bookshelf with a ton of old looking books. Bingo, you found the evil bitch her lair! Now to go through it and find what you’re looking for!

You wait for the door to fully open before going in. Your initial reaction is to just pick everything up, but you haven’t forgotten that voodoo ritual, so maybe that’s not the smartest thing to do. Maybe you should start with the books? That doesn’t seem as dangerous as touching and probing the rest of this room, as the last thing you need is to grow a second head or something.

Walking towards the bookcase, you pick up the first book and open it. Damn, this really is ancient as the pages has started to yellow and even slightly fade away, but you can still make out the text, though it’s written in a language that you can’t read at all. That does make you think a second. Are you currently speaking and reading Equestrian or still English? And why do these ponies even have different languages when all you’ve seen in the show is the same exact language? Are these books from some long lost era, before Celestia banished Nightmare Moon to the moon, or is this from a different species than ponies all together? Additionally, how did Lyra get this, as you doubt that books this old are easy to find. But who knows, maybe they are? You stop your inner dialogue when you realize that it doesn’t matter to you in the end anyways, and start reading said book in question.

You flip through some pages and find some illustrations, but you can’t make heads or tails of it, so you decide to place this book back as you think it will just be a waste of time for you, and take the next one instead. Opening this book reveals it to be just as old, but thankfully this one you can actually read. Flipping through this book seems to be more about the talk of different dimensions and mentioning of having different species in each one. Maybe this book holds the key? You flip through it some more, but it seems to only have vague descriptions of these other species and worlds, that you’re starting to wonder if this wasn’t just pulled from thin air. Realizing this isn’t the book either you place it back and go for the next in line. Scanning this book reveals it to be about mystical beings in Equestria, so you’re sure that’s not it either.

***

Half an hour has passed before you get to the final book, but this one proves to be worth nothing to you as well. Half the books you couldn’t read as they were in different languages, the other half seemed to be about the occult, mystical or made up bullshit of aliens and different dimensions, though you suppose the last part is true now. Still, you had hoped for more, to show some proof to Bon Bon or maybe find some clues to undo this thing, but you suppose showing this room to her will be proof enough. Nopony can deny that this room reeks of craziness, so this will be proof enough.

Did you just use nopony? That’s the second time you’ve done that. Deciding you had enough, you turn and are about to leave, but you actually notice another book lying on a weird looking piano. Not so much a book really, as it seems too tiny for one, but you go for it anyways. Picking it up reveals it to be a diary of some sorts. Eureka! This must be it!

You open the diary and notice that it only has written content from this year, but it seems this is what you were looking for as you start to read through it.

January 21st

I just woke up from another weird dream today. I see so many tall buildings, weird moving carriages called automobiles (as I keep hearing them being called in my dreams), and different species called humans. I had these dreams before in great numbers actually, as a little filly, but lately they’re coming back more and more. Bon Bon seems skeptical of me when I tell her, but she claims that she’s afraid that ponies will bully me again, like they did when I was little. She tells me she believes me, and will always stand by me, but deep down I know. She’s probably thinking that I am crazy or something like in the old days. Still, even if it means losing her, I want to get to the bottom of this. I had been thinking of visiting my parents in Canterlot anyways, so perhaps I can start looking around for new leads or handy trinkets. I must make sure neither my parents nor Bon Bon finds out though, so preparation must be made.

February 07th

I traveled to Canterlot today to find some ancient books on folkslore. The best thing about this city is the knowledge buried everywhere, and if it wasn’t for the snobs everywhere, I’d have tried to convince Bon Bon to relocate in the capital. Sadly, I already know that she wouldn’t give up her shop though, and if she learns that I moved here only to be able to do more research on my quests to better understand the humans from my dreams, she’d lash out at me. Anyways, as I was writing earlier, I discovered some books that seemed to be somewhat helpful, but one of them in particular mentioned two mirrors that act like a gateway in between worlds. I also found a long forgotten book about beings that do seem to represent the humans from my dreams. I tried telling Bon Bon when I came home, but she told me it was just coincidence, or that I want it to be true so badly, that I see everything remotely proving me right as facts. I love her, but at times I wonder if she truly believes me about my dreams, or just pretends for my sake. In hindsight, I should have brought the book with me to show it to her, but I doubt she’d have even read it. Dammit Bon Bon, why can’t you believe me?

February 24th

Earlier today was the tenth anniversary of me and Bon Bon finally dating, and I can’t help but wonder where it all went wrong. We met as fillies, and she was the only one to defend me when I was being bullied for ‘making up weird stories’ as the others called it. We started out as friends, but grew closer and closer, till we made it official ten years ago. I know Bon Bon loves me, a lot, and she’s everything I can hope for in a special somepony, but somehow I think my love for her is drifting away. She got mad at me again today, after I asked her to come with me to Canterlot again to read up some more on human lore, and told me we shouldn’t talk about it right now and that I was ruining our special day. I got angry and yelled that she wouldn’t want to talk about it any day, so that put quite a damper on the anniversary. I don’t think it is right for your special somepony to not believe you, no matter how weird it may seem to them. I can understand why she’s so confused about all of this, since it had been years since I talked about my dreams, let alone had them to begin with, but she defended me before when I was younger, so why can’t she trust me now? Maybe she’s afraid that I will think less of her if my theories prove to be correct? Sadly, that’s exactly what is happening right now when she takes this stance.

March 12th

I can’t believe it! After just walking into a shady store in the slums off Canterlot, I found the mirror described in the book! The stallion behind the counter tried to spoon-feed me some bullshit that it was a mirror that could let you see your future, but I know better. The idiot tried to ask for a thousand bits for it, but after I found some illegal stuff in his store, all I had to do was threaten to call the royal guards, and he soon saw things my way. I managed to buy it for two hundred bits instead, which was a fairly reasonable price. Now all I have to do is to bring it back with me to Ponyville somehow. Getting it on the train should be no trouble, as all I have to do is throw in some extra bits and buy me a first class ticket, but I need to get it into Ponyville somehow, and preferably unseen by anypony that is close to me, but more importantly, close to Bon Bon. The last thing I need is some gossiping mare or stallion blabbing all about having seen me drag a mirror into town. The other more pressing issue is of course how I will get the mirror inside the house without alerting Bon Bon to begin with. Hopefully she’ll be busy at work.

March 14th

I arrived home today, and caught quite the lucky breaks. Both on the train ride home, and the arrival of the station, I didn’t see anypony that I personally know. After having secured the mirror back on my cart, and making sure it was covered to stop onlookers from trying to see and perhaps even touch, I made my way home. I took the less traveled streets, and made sure to avoid the houses of our mutual friends, just in case. When I got home, I found the house empty, just as I had hoped it would be. It seems Bon Bon was called in to help the Cakes for a big order, so I managed to get the mirror inside without having to explain stuff. Still, this will be noticed in my room, so for now I’ll drag it to the basement and put it with the other stuff. We never use that thing anyways, so it’s unlikely that Bon Bon will ever find my hidden room but just in case I’ll make some defensive spells should she somehow manage to get in.

March 15th

I hit a snag with the mirror tonight. After trying to active it, I sadly found out that the mirror doesn’t work by itself, and I got to find a way to activate it. Curses, I’m so close, yet so far away at the same time. I also hope that if the stories of these mirrors are true, that the other side is activated already, or all this was for naught. For now, I shall try to discover how to active the mirror, and hopefully soon, as my urge to answer my questions grows stronger with each day!

March 18th

Bon Bon tried to get intimate with me today, but I stopped her using the headache trick. The look in her eyes is something that nearly broke my heart, but I don’t feel like I can be close to her anymore. She’s always been the aggressor in bed, and I used to like that, but is it right to get intimate with somepony if you’re not sure you love them anymore? We used to make love on a near daily basis, only missing out when either one of us was either too exhausted from a really rough day, or had something big planned the next day, but lately, we’ve barely been intimate in months. Are we just growing apart, or is there hope for us yet?

March 27th

Bon Bon has been different lately. She almost seems protective of me lately. Deep down she must realize that we’re drifting apart, so perhaps she’s being this clingy to me as a way to keep me close to her? She’s always been the strongest of us two, both in actual strength as she is an earth pony, but also mentally as she never tries to break down, even if she fails that at times. At the same time though, she has always been the one that was the most emotional and needy with our relationship. I fear that if we do break up, that she will take it really hard. Still, I got to find out why I get these dreams. I heard a new rumor of a magical crystal that supposed to power up the magical mirror, so I will travel to Canterlot again to investigate, under the guise of meeting my parents again to fool Bon Bon. The less she knows about this right now, the better.

March 29th

I met mother today while in Canterlot, and she asked me when I was getting married to Bon Bon. It hurt me to do it, but I lied and told her soon. Mom has never understood my dreams, and took me to various specialists, who all had their own little weird theories of my dreams. Overreacting mind was the kindest, brain damage the worst. I rarely visit mother nowadays after the events years ago, but she does have enough influence with the snobs in all the high places to get me where I needed to go. Having learned of an elderly pony that might have the key to powering up my mirror, I talked to mother about it. Under the guise that it was an engagement present for Bon Bon, she helped me set up an appointment with the mare that currently has the crystal in her possession.

April 01st

I’m on my way to Ponyville with the crystal. The mare in question was an old noble that inherited it from her late husband. She has no idea what it is capable off, but was willing to give it to me for the sake of my love, free of charge even. Her only wish was that it could bring as much happiness to us as it had brought her and her late husband. I honestly feel horrible about using my special somepony like this, but now that I’m so close, I can’t falter now. Maybe once I’ve traveled to the human world, I can take Bon Bon with me, and rekindle our love? Would she believe me when I told her I visited another world? Would she even be willing to come with me?

April 04th

I made love with Bon Bon tonight after having held her of for half a month. In truth, I just did it so she would be tuckered out. She’s capable of a lot, but once she is spend, she won’t wake up even if Discord himself set up a bomb next to her exploding into millions of alarm clocks. I will try the crystal now and hope for the best.

April 04th-b

It works! I brought the crystal up to the mirror, and on its own, it flung from my telekinetic grip and got swallowed by the mirror. A bright light appeared for a second, before it faded away into nothingness. I can see a lot of glasses and other mirrors through the mirror now, instead of my own reflection which hopefully means that this is leading to the human world. As I pray to Celestia that this doesn’t just lead to another part in Equestria, I ready myself to enter the mirror. If this is my final entrée in this diary, know that I wasn’t crazy at all!

April 04th-c

I have learned a lot today! When I arrived in the other world, I was shocked to find myself a human! It finally proved that I wasn’t crazy at all! Sadly, it only lasted for ten minutes, before I turned back into my old self. The mirror seems to be held in some antique shop of sorts, but sadly, I don’t think I can buy this one so easily. After learning that this shop closes at five in the evening, I will wait and try again tomorrow night, and try to learn more of this new world. I will also try to find more books that can hopefully explain why I cannot stay in human form. As eager as I am to show myself to the first human that I see, I cannot help but remember the few bad dreams that I had about them. The dreams are about these terrible machines, both on the ground and in the air that causes explosions, while more humans use these wooden like sticks to hurt one another. I know a war when I see one, so for now it would be saver to try to learn as much as possible from this world, before revealing myself to the humans. At the same time, moving about at night is easier to fool Bon Bon, as I don’t want her knowing about this just yet. I admit that it has been a while since I have been so happy, as the next few days will be very exciting! Sometimes I do wonder if my cutiemark wasn’t supposed to be in research instead of music, as I do have quite the knack for it.

April 27th

For the last three weeks, I’ve been quite busy learning various stuff about planet Earth, as the humans call it. For one thing, they use an entire different currency then bits which they call dollars. It’s just the face of an old leader that passed away decades ago pressed on some paper, but the humans seem to be as attached to this type of currency as much as we are to bits. It seems I require 15000 dollars for the mirror, which is just not possible for me to collect. I’ve been thinking of stealing it, and relocating it to some other place, but I’d need a house or hideout for that. The biggest surprise came when I learned that I cannot use magic if I go further then 20 yards from the mirror. I later learned that magic is considered a fairy tale here, and doesn’t seem to exist in this world. Thanks to a silly looking machine called a personal computer, I’ve been able to study a lot of things. The machine in question is like an entire library stuffed in one big box, and these thing called Firefox and Google allows me to search stuff within seconds. Imagine my surprise when I found out that ponies here are a cartoon! They seem to be centered on Twilight and the other Elements, but I saw myself in the background on various pictures! I cannot explain it, nor would I know where to begin, but somehow these humans seem to know about us, but at the same time, seem to think we aren’t real. Maybe I can use this to aid me? Sadly, it does seem humans are terribly afraid of the unknown, and they’d most likely capture and imprison me, if they ever found me as a unicorn. I did remember a talisman from skimming through various books that could turn you into anything you wanted for a time. It seems I got my next quest set out for me!

May 09th

I found the talisman! Unfortunately it’s being held in a Las Pegasus museum along with other ancient reliquaries. I am actually baffled how such a costly relic isn’t still being used, but is there is one thing I have learned throughout the years of collecting artifacts, is that most ponies got no clue what these things are capable off. It’s actually scary somewhat, cause some of these things could really do harm if they fell in the wrong hooves. As I’m sure I won’t be able to buy the talisman from the museum, which I discovered is now actually a necklace, I plan on stealing it in the coming nights. The security team here seems adequate at best so I don’t think I’ll have much issue acquiring it.

May 12th

I successfully liberated the necklace in a way that would make even Daring Do jealous. Magical alarms are indeed effective, but not if you’re limber enough to squeeze through them. All those nights with Bon Bon being her kinky self, have made me learn to bend and twist plenty to do this. They didn’t even have an alarm for the glass case, which made it quite easy for me to cut a hole in with my magic. I grabbed the necklace and as I had made a fake copy of it beforehand, I replaced the real necklace with the fake, and then repaired the glass, so by the time they discover the real one is gone, I’ll be long gone and back home. It’s a shame really, as I really like this thieving outfit. I never thought black was my color, but even I got to admit it looks good on me. It almost makes me sad, as I wouldn’t mind playing with Bon Bon in this outfit, but I just wouldn’t feel right doing this. The more I think about her, the more I feel I’m now using her for my own goals. Why can’t she believe me? Why can’t she trust me? Why can’t I tell her the truth, and take her with me? Maybe one day I’ll grow the courage to tell her. After all, I got the proof in our basement.

May 17th

I arrived home today, and found a crying Bon Bon waiting for me clutching a picture of us between her hooves. The picture reminded me of how much in love we used to be then, and it almost broke my heart to see the love of my life like this. After I managed to calm her down, she told me that she didn’t like me disappearing for days on end, without contacting her. She actually thinks I’m cheating on her, me of all ponies? I’d laugh if this wasn’t such a big mess, but I did promise her I’d stay home from now on. I did acquire everything I needed in the end anyways, so all that’s left now is to go through with my plans. Just what those plans are, I’m not sure yet, but the necklace will allow me to see the other world for a much longer duration.

June 28th

I haven’t updated in quite a while, but I have been extremely busy. First thing's first, I discovered that the necklace only works during the night. Thank the sun I discovered that little issue when I was alone, because it would have sure caused a ton of issues for me. Secondly, I discovered what must have been another huge breakthrough in this bizarre twist. It seems that for every pony in Equestria, there also exists one human who are almost identical to us. I found out my double - if I can call her that - is actually named Laura, and seems to be dating another human girl named Bonnie. It’s uncanny how similar we are to our counterparts, although it seems their relationship isn’t going as horrible as my own is. They’re scheduled to get married soon, but to celebrate their engagement, my, or well her parents have taken them on a yearlong trip around the Earth, which leaves me with a hideout for the mirror. It took a few teleports - during the night just in case I got spotted - but back alleys in this world work really well. I did hit one tiny snag, but the bum that saw me was drunk, or something similar, as he was talking about dudes and a unicorn with three heads, while next to him was lying some really weird stick with smoke coming out of it. Funny, the smell almost reminded me of cooked poison joke, an illegal substance to be used back home. The house my counterpart is living in is HUGE, and I cannot emphasize this enough, but it definitely works for keeping the mirror save. With both the mirror safe and my identity not in any risk of being found out any time, I finally started exploring deeper into this city. Sadly, I soon discovered that most of the humans sleep at night, just like we ponies do, so there is very little to do during these nights. While there is still some activity during the night, it seems to be wrong kind, as I had some weird humans stalk me one late night and they even tried to corner me in an alley, most likely to have their way with me. It wasn’t till one of the human’s four wheeled vehicles drove past us that they ran away. This one had some weird flashing red and blue lights, which must have scared them off for some reason. I’d very much like to know why those humans seemed to be afraid of these lights, but at the same time, I don’t think I can discover nearly as much at nighttime as I can during the day time. Therefore, I have gone on a more sinister path, and have been looking to do a permanent switch with a human that won’t be missed. I know this is horrible of me, but the more time I spend here, the more I feel I truly belong here, instead of back home in Equestria. At first I was thinking of just switching with my counterpart, but by the time they come home, it will be months at the soonest. So, I explored some more things on the personal computer, and found this thing called a chatroom. After learning how it worked, I made sure to enter one of the chatrooms that focused on the cartoon version of my world. It didn’t take me that much time to meet this human that can perhaps help me in my quest. He seems nice enough, but also seems lonely from the chats we’ve been having so far. As an added bonus, he works during the night as well which all indicate that he doesn’t have anypony close to him, and thus won’t easily be missed or will be noticed if things are different about him. A part of me feels weird that it is a male human and I can’t help but imagine what it would be like to stay a male for the rest of my life, but right now anything will do.

July 19th

Bon Bon has been extremely happy again lately, but that’s because I’m playing along with her weird obsessive - almost motherly even - smothering of me. In her mind, we seem to be right back as the perfect couple, but for me it’s just a farce I put up with so she won’t suspect what I’m really after. In truth, I have decided to go along with my plan alone, as it seems Bon Bon would neither accept my idea of switching with a human’s body, nor would it seem that she would accompany me to Earth as I’ve been dropping small hints here and there about what she would do if I vanished to another world and if she would come with me. She seems to think I’m just being silly but at times I can see the panic on her face so I always drop the conversation as the last thing I need is a hysterical mare trying to intervene with me. She’s also been more active in making love, although I can’t even describe it as such anymore. Kinky play isn’t something we’ve both been shy off, but lately she’s really overdoing it. In truth, there was a time where I would love for her to dominate me, and do some of the roughest, wildest play that would shock the entire town if they ever found out, but lately, all I do is put up with it, so I can sneak out to the mirror after it and continue my planning and plotting. Sadly however, since I’m up all night, Ii has started to take its toll on me, and many a time I find myself exhausted during the day, and forced to sleep then, meaning I got no drive to do anything else, that includes playing my music or making bits. In a way it saddens me that my old lyre Is going unused, but I got more pressing matters to handle and Bon Bon her candy’s, as well as her helping out at the Cakes at times means that we got enough money to support us both. Even if it’s not, I still got plenty of bits to last us years. Surprisingly, Bon Bon believed me when I lied about suffering from insomnia, and only told me to go see a doctor, and left me alone for the rest, so that’s one less obstacle in my way. As for the human who I’m currently talking with on the chatroom, it seems that he’s getting quite smitten with me, so from now on I shall call him my suitor. I managed to hear my suitor’s voice through this thing called a microphone, and it just happened to be that Laura, or my body double, had one of these things herself, so we started talking. Weirdly enough, he started talking about Ponyville and Twilight and her friends, and even going as far as to name me his favorite background pony. What exactly he meant with that remains a mystery to me, but I played along to relax him, and try to learn more about him for now. I am slowly gaining his trust, and when the time is right, I shall go through with my plan to take over his body. In a way I feel bad about all this, but I can reassure myself that I’m giving this human a chance to have some friends and to discover a whole new world and surely if he knew how much this means to me, he’d agree with this as well. In a sense, I feel like I’m doing him a favor, as much as I’m doing myself one as well.

August 17th

I can feel that my time is coming soon. I managed to find a working ritual that the zebras use to switch between bodies, and while it’s considered illegal here by pony law, and even somewhat with the zebras as the ritual itself is meant as a punishment to strip powerful zebras of their power and wealth, I did manage to sneak the reagents unseen with me to Ponyville, and has thus set up the ritual stones in the basement of my current hideout as well as dragging the mirror down there. Now all I have to do is bring my suitor here, and somehow knock him out so I can carry out my plan without him trying to run away. I’ve settled on using a sleeping potion and have been thinking of putting it in his drink, so he’ll be asleep and I can drag him to the basement to set up the ritual. Humans tends to be big and tall so I’m sure this won’t be easy for me to first drag him with force, before using magic when he’s close enough to the magical field, but it’s all I got. As for my suitor, I’ve been chatting more and more with him, as well as using this thing called Skype so I could see him through the personal computer. It’s hard to explain for me, but somehow it’s like he’s right inside the box staring back at me. While I don’t know much of human stallions, or as they call themselves men, I do admit that he’s not bad looking, and if I was a human, or he was a stallion, I’d have actually liked him as he does seem to be interested in the me, and not my body like most stallions tend to be back home. I did learn that my human appearance, and mainly my hair, doesn’t seem to be the norm for humans, as well as the color of my irises which my suitor found quite odd. I told him that I did it for him, and when he mentioned things like cosplay, dying my hair and something called contact lenses I just played along and said yes to all those things, hoping it was the correct answer. I later learned that cosplay means dressing up as some imaginary character, and contact lenses are tools that work sort of like glasses, but go over your eyes. I also learned that my body double actually has blond hair through pictures hanging around the house and Bonnie seems to have black, which is extremely weird to me, but it seems the norm for human mane colors is blond, brown and black which means my own is sticking out. Still, pretty soon I’ll be in his body, so my body shouldn’t stick out so much. I can feel that my suitor is close to asking me out, so when he does, I’ll go through with my plan. As for back home, I managed to fool Bon Bon by saying I’m doing experimental music mixed with magic, and actually bought a piano for the ruse in question. We long ago agreed that neither would interfere with the other’s hobbies, though she did find it odd that I’m using the basement instead of my own corner of the house, but I’m getting quite good at lying, or Bon Bon is just extremely gullible, as she believed me when I said that I didn’t want to make a sound, and that my research works better during the night, as with my insomnia I don’t have the magical prowess to work during the day. Our nightly sessions have come to a halt, which I’m rather grateful for, as I’m just not into it anymore. Bon Bon her work is hectic during this time anyways since the foals have time off from school, so she’s usually exhausted during the night, but I know that the period is coming to an end, which means she’ll be back to her usual self soon. I got to act soon, so I hope my suitor asks me out soon, or I’ll be forced to do it myself. As a final note, I moved the mirror into my bedroom, and claimed it was a gift from my parents. Bon Bon didn’t even question it, and I have to admit that it was hard to keep silent. Had I known she’d react like this, I could have skipped all the secrecy surrounding it, but she most likely has forgotten the talk about the mirrors months ago. Either way, if my plans succeed, it will be easier to bring my old body to my bedroom, and not be forced to walk through the house, and potentially waking up Bon Bon.

August 23rd

This will most likely be my final entry. It seems my suitor is quite smitten with my human looks, to the point he finally asked me out for a date. I told him to come on over tonight and will be using the sleeping potion on him, to try the ritual. A part of me feels bad, especially knowing how painful this ritual will be for him, but I can’t stop now. I’ve sacrificed so much, spend so much time, and nearly destroyed my relationship with Bon Bon. I wonder if he’ll tell her the truth. I wonder if she’ll believe him. Whatever the answer may be, I won’t be around for them anymore. I’ve set up an extra crystal on my side that will shatter after the ritual is done. It should put him out for a few hours, which I shall use to drop him into Equestria, before shattering my mirror in this world so nopony else can try to follow me. I may seem like a cold hearted bitch, but to me, it’s the only solution I got left. I hope Bon Bon and my suitor can forgive me.

You’re about to close the diary, but you can see some more text to the next page, so you flip the page.

To the human currently inhabiting my body
I know what I’ve done to you must be the most horrible thing that any human can go through, but if you are reading this, you’d at least have some knowledge as to why I did it. I’ve been plagued by dreams of your world, ever since I was little. Nopony could ever explain them to me, and they all thought I was just imagining it. It drove me nearly insane! I had to know! And then I finally got my answer through the mirror. But it still isn’t enough. Why am I getting these dreams? Why do I know of your world, when other ponies do not? I could not get an answer in my current state, so I decided to take… I suppose the better word would be steal… a human’s body, so I can walk around freely and hopefully learn the answers to my question. By now, you’ve probably wondered why you, and not some other human? In truth, I deliberately took a human with very little social contact, so that he wouldn’t be missed, and I could walk around without being questioned. But at the same time, I also took you, because you seemed so lonely. While I’ve only learned your culture through the personal computer and television, I have learned that humans aren’t nearly as kind as us ponies are. You’ll make friends in Equestria by just sitting on a bench, eating a daisy sandwich, though I suppose the town already knowing you will also help.
In the end, all I ask is to be kind to Bon Bon. She knew nothing of this, and doesn’t deserve your scorn and anger. You could try to explain your case to the princesses, or perhaps Twilight and her friends, but since none of them ever believed me, they’ll most likely think you are crazy. Know this though, Bon Bon loves Lyra, and it seems to me that all you wanted was for somepony to love you. Maybe it’s not how you imagined it, but maybe I gave you some happiness in return? I’d like to believe that at least. On a final note, I will tell you now. The ritual I performed is highly dangerous, and can only be done once. If you try to reverse the effects, there is no telling what problems may arise. In the best case scenario, we both end up paralyzed, in the worst, well I think you know what I mean. All I can tell you is that I am sorry, for both you and Bon Bon’s sake but I will not give up after I’ve gotten so close. I hope that within time, you can forgive me.

Lyra Heartstrings.

This is just too much for you to handle right now. All this time, all this fucking time she was planning this and was using you as her ticket into Earth and you fell for it like a mouse would go for a trap. You suspected Lyra had some planning with this as it was far too easy for her, but she’d been fooling you from day one! Not to mention poor Bon Bon. You actually feel bad for her, and you finally know why the mare is so protective of you, and also why she was so into it last night. Lyra used you both just so she could steal your body and get the tools she needed for it. What now, about you understanding it? Like hell you would have agreed to this, no matter how lonely you may be! Your head is racing a minute as all kinds of emotions go through it. Anger for the pony that pretends that you’d be ok with this, regret about not have seen this coming as well as knowing that you’ll never be able to go back to your old life, sadness about being used by Laura or Lyra and that’s just naming a few. You actually got to hold back some tears as you realize that she destroyed your only way back home, if she really did destroy the mirror in your world. You’re actually close to hyperventilating as it’s all becoming too much for you, so you quickly run back upstairs, though you make sure you take the diary with you. You race to the dining room and lay down on a couch as you try to calm down.

***

It takes a few minutes, but you can feel your breathing going back to normal. You can’t even explain what just happened, but this must have been an anxiety attack of some sorts, brought up by the fact that you got no way to undo this thing. But you shouldn’t despair just yet! This world is magic itself so surely, somewhere out there, something or somepony can help you undo this. Magical rituals got you into this, so there must be a way to undo this. You got proof now about it anyways, so first you should show it to Bon Bon and together you can ask for more help. Surely the princesses or Twilight and her friends would help you out, right? Even though you got some warning bells in the back of your head, that you would be arrested for being an alien or something like that, you push them back. This freaking town is friendship itself, so they’d accept you and would help you, you’re sure of it!

You’re about to start planning on how to start all this, when you hear the front door unlock, so that means Bon Bon is home! You know this will be just as hard for the poor mare, as it has been for you, but you got no other way. Still, you can’t help but feel some sadness for the cream colored mare, as you take the diary with you, and you slowly approach her.

“Oh hey sweetie, how are you feeling?” She greets you as she comes into the living room with a smile. It doesn’t help to ease your mind at all, and only makes you feel even more like the bringer of bad news. She looks so happy, and you know you’ll be destroying that happiness. But there is no other way for you, or her for that matter. You got to do this, it’s now or never.

“Bon Bon, I got to show you something, but before I do, you got to promise me not to overreact.” You start to explain as the mare’s bright smile turns into a look off confusion. “I know this will be a lot to take in, but I don’t know what else to do.”

“What are you talking about, sweetie?”

“You got to read this.” You respond as you give her the diary. You wait for her to open it, and when you see that she does it, you brace yourself for whatever will happen. Will she start to cry, knowing that the real Lyra used her this final year? Will she get mad at you, and blame you for all of this? Whatever will happen, you’re ready for it.

“Lyra, is this a joke?” The earth pony asks you while looking at you like you’re playing some stupid prank.

That’s not the response you were expecting, and your resolve gets shattered within a second. “What? I wouldn’t joke about that! You got to read it!”

You watch as she flips some more pages, but her face just stays the same. Just what is going on here?

“Really, I swear this isn’t a joke!”

“Lyra sweetie, you do realize this is an enchanted diary?”

“So? I swear everything written in it is true!” You’re almost desperate now, as she still won’t believe you! Why won’t she believe you?

“Enchanted as in only visible for the writer, remember?” She says it in such a manner that you should know that.

WHAT? No! No, no, no, no, no! This can’t be happening! Surely this is some cruel joke that she’s playing so she doesn’t have to deal with the truth! Please Celestia, say this isn’t happening!

“You mean to tell me that you can’t read anything in that diary?” You can feel that anxiety attack coming back from earlier. If she can’t read this, then there is a good chance that the rest can’t either, meaning your hard earned evidence is useless. This can’t be fucking happening!

“Whatever has gotten into you today? Are you sure you’re feeling alright?”

No, screw it! If she can’t read it, then you’ll explain it all to her! Surely she won’t think that you’re making this up once you tell her the whole story! Sure, she didn’t believe it last night, but that was different, as you only told her you are a human during that sex act, but this is different! She has to believe you, as you couldn’t even make up something as crazy as this in a million years.

***

You just told Bon Bon the entire story, starting from chatting with Heartstrings, to the stealing and swapping of bodies. For her sake, you left out the part of Lyra having used her, since she still seems skeptical at best. In fact, she hasn’t spoken this entire time, just sighed once in a while, which honestly isn’t a good sign for you. You’re about to ask what she thinks about all this, but before you can she snaps at you.

“Lyra, you got to stop this! It used to be about other worlds, and these huumons or whatever, but now you’re telling me stories of how you used to be one, and you even switched bodies with one? I thought you just wanted to start some new roleplay during lovemaking, but you’re back to your old self, for sun’s sake!”

“No, you’re not listening to me. The real Lyra stole my body! I’m the human, remember! Why would I make this up!”

“For sun sakes, Lyra! Have you forgotten what happened when we were fillies? The bullying the others did because of those stories? I thought we went past this, but you’re doing it all over again!”

“Why the hell would I make this up! ARGH, If only you could see the freaking diary or the creepy base…” You halt realizing you actually got more evidence! Sure, it’s not a written proof, nor does it really show what happened, but surely she can’t deny the weirdness when she sees all the stuff down there. “The basement! Come with me!”

“Lyra, what are you playing at now?”

“Just please, I’ll show you!”

“Sweetie… ugh fine, I’ll go along with your play, but know that I’m not enjoying it very much.”

Play? Surely she’s not thinking you’re putting up some roleplaying act again like last night? Well, even if she does, she’ll soon swallow those words when she sees the basement!

You bring Bon Bon with you to the basement, and you both go down. Thank Celestia you left the door to Lyra’s weird stuff open.

“Lyra, what in Tartarus name did you do to the basement?

“I didn’t do this, but the real Lyra did, but look! Behind the door are all kinds of weird stuff!”

Bon Bon sighs once more as she walks into the door, but she spends like five seconds in there before walking out again.

“Sweetie, why is a piano weird exactly? And why did you wreck half our basement just for the piano?”

“…”

No, this isn’t happening again! First the diary that she can’t read, now the stuff in the basement is gone? You run into the basement yourself, but sure enough, everything is still in here, from books, to amulets and all the other stuff. Is she freaking blind?

“Can’t you see all this stuff?”

“Lyra, please, there is nothing here, besides a piano. I never understood why you bought a piano in the first place, but you yourself told me that you are studying to improve your music with magic, and had to do it down here. Had I known you’d place a wall in the middle off the basement, I’d have stopped you, but what’s done is done I suppose.”

“But what about all these books? The amulets, necklaces, vials and other stuff! You’re telling me you can’t even see them?”

“Stop it already, missy. This isn’t a fun roleplay for me anymore sweetie, so I’m leaving.”

“No wait, look!” You yell in a last desperate attempt as you grab the nearest thing, which just happens to be a clock of some sorts, but as you try to pick it up, your hoof actually goes through it, as if the clock in question was in a different dimension, or as if you’re a ghost gliding through stuff. What is going on?

Bon Bon just stares at you for a few seconds, before letting out a deep sigh, while shaking her head, before she turns again and walks upstairs. You don’t even bother to stop her this time, as you try again to touch the weird clock, only to have it happen again. But as soon as you no longer hear the stairs squeaking, you can feel the clock again against your hoof, which means that you’re not going insane, nor does this clock phase out in another dimension when touched. So that means that once again the mint unicorn was one step before you and must have foreseen you trying to show Bon Bon this place. And just like that, you recall a passage in that diary that talked about defensive spells about this place. You can’t take this right now, as your mind is going blank. Everything, literally everything you could have used against her, or that could have worked in your favor has been foreseen by her. She not only used a ritual that seems to be life-threatening to the both of you if you tried to reverse it, or she destroyed the only means of going in after her when she smashed her mirror back on Earth, but she also made sure that every lead in this world could not be seen by Bon Bon, or anypony else for that matter. You feel like crying, or shouting, or just about anything really, but it’s like your mind has been broken in the course of five minutes. Five minutes ago, it seemed that you held the key to your salvation, but now that same key has been rendered useless. You don’t even know what to do anymore, as it seems the mare upstairs seems to still be under the impression that you’re playing some really weird roleplay, and you doubt that other ponies, like the princesses, could help you out with this as well. In the first place, you’re pretty sure that you’d be stopped long before reaching Celestia or Luna, and that you’d end up with Screwloose in the loony bin for ponies somewhere in a shade little cell in a straightjacket as it all seems like a really dark fairytale.

Utterly defeated and mentally broken, you got no other choice but to go back up the stairs and try to cope with all this. It’s bad enough that the pony that is supposed to be your marefriend doesn’t believe you, but the only proof that you got is time after time proven to be useless.

You’re so out of it that it takes you a while to realize that Bon Bon has been calling you, as is evident by her waving her hoof in front of your face.

With a ‘huh’ you snap out of your emotional rollercoaster and focus on the mare in front of you.

“Lyra, for the fifth time by now, what do you want to eat?”

You hardly care about that, so you just reply that everything is fine. You can actually see Bon Bon look at you with a worrisome look on her face, before she heads back to the kitchen. You don’t really know what to do right now, so you just enter the living room and sit on the couch for a bit. Surely there has to be a way that you haven’t thought about yet? Maybe that diary’s enchanted spell can be broken by another unicorn or alicorn? Maybe some of that stuff in the creepy basement can be taken outside of it and be shown to Bon Bon? Come to think of it, you never tried that! With renewed courage and hope, you literally feel yourself running back to the basement and try not to fall face first as you rush down the wooden stairs. You run into the basement, and try to pick up the first object you spot, which just happened to be the same clock you tried earlier, and try to run back to show Bon Bon. This time nothing is holding you back! You got this!

Or so you think, as the moment you step out of the door with the clock, it disappears from your hooves. This isn’t fucking happening! Where the fuck did that thing go? You look all over the place, and are horrified to see said clock somehow went back to its original spot in the hidden section of the basement. That fucking green bitch even made sure you can’t take anything out of the basement? But wait, didn’t you take the diary from here? You go in again, and try to pick up one of the necklaces, but as you leave, the same thing happens again. Why can’t you take these things out, but you could take the diary? Because it was enchanted and the real Lyra knew nopony else could read it but you? But, if you can take out one book, maybe you can take out the rest?

You don’t want to hope, as you did so three times before, and three times that same hope got destroyed, but it’s all you got left. You pick up one of the books and wait at the exit of the door. You actually close your eyes, as you leave the room, and wait a few seconds. As you slowly open your eyes, you’re actually jumping for joy as you spot the book is still held in your mouth! It seems whatever crazy spells Lyra used on the rest of these items hasn’t been used on these books! Your initial thought is to run back upstairs with the book in question, but you decide against that. Bon Bon is still under the impression that you’re trying to set up some weird kinky human rolepay, though it seems to be much worse than that, as you feel that she is deluding herself that whatever you’re saying can’t even be remotely true, so maybe that’s not the best idea right now. You never really read these books fully anyways, and only skimmed through them at best. Maybe you should go through these books, and hope that something is in there after all? At the very least, if you read them, you can perhaps visit a certain Alicorn princess that loves books, and can convince her to help you.

You place the book down in the basement, and make a mental note to return here tonight to read these books in detail. Even if you don’t understand them, if you bring these books over to Twilight, she’d at least take an interest in them, and if you tell her your story, she will surely want to help you. Sure, there is the fear that Twilight will turn on you, and make you into her science project, while she tries to dissect your brain, but that’s your rational fear thinking. That does mean that you got to play along with the pony upstairs right now, but if you can hold her off from doing anything to you again, like last night, you got free reign. If that diary is correct, she’s a heavy sleeper anyways.

You go back upstairs, and head to the kitchen, where Bon Bon is busy setting up some sort of dinner. Taking a closer look, you see that its carrots and a salad. God, you really don’t want to eat vegetables every day from now on, so this better end soon.

You take a seat at the table right as Bon Bon puts the plates down. She looks at you, and for a brief second seems to want to say something, but then doesn’t. You wonder what that is all about, but you rather not open another argument of some sorts.

Dinner is met with complete silence, though you can see Bon Bon looking over at you once in a while. She has that same sad look on her face, but seems almost afraid to talk to you. You swear the energetic, happy yet not afraid to scold you Bon Bon has all but disappeared and it its place came this frightened looking thing. Is that the same insecurity that you read about in the diary? You honestly can’t take this anymore, so as you finish the last of your dinner, you start to speak.

“Everything alright?”

The response you get to that question is Bon Bon dropping her fork, as she looks like a dear caught in headlights. What the hell? Why is she so jumpy?

She nods at you, but you can tell that she’s definitely not alright. You almost don’t want to do this, as a form of payback from not believing you, but deep down you can’t let this mare suffer, even if you got no freaking clue what exactly is wrong with her. The last thing you need is for her to become emotionally unstable like you read in that diary though. You can only take so much, and your own issues are more than enough.

With the greatest reluctance and a small prayer that this won’t bite you up the ass, you keep pushing to try to make her talk.

“Something obviously is up, so please tell me.”

She glances at you, and for a second you actually think she will bolt. Whatever she has to say, she obviously doesn’t want to do it. Celestia, you hope this isn’t another drama in the making.

“It’s…” She keeps looking all around, only giving you small glances here and there, before she swallow. “Lyra, I’m just afraid.”

“Afraid?” you repeat the word in confusion. Why would she be afraid?

“Afraid for you.” She looks right into your eyes now, and seems to have found some form of resolve. “Look, I know how much those dreams mean to you, but I don’t want to see you get hurt again.”

Maybe you should play along for now? If she does think you made up the human story but believes you about the rest, even if its only dreams in her mind, you might at least get somewhere.

“Bon Bon, I can’t help it. To me it’s very real.” You respond, hoping that it will sway her to your view.

“Lyra, have you forgotten about all the bullying? Or the time you nearly got sent to a psychiatric ward by your parents? It took everything I had to talk them down, and I promised then and there that I’d never let you fall back in those habits.”

Wait, what? The real Lyra nearly got send to a psychiatric clinic? Jesus, just how messed up is this mare?

You think deep for a way to response that won’t make you sound insane, but nothing actually comes up. If it didn’t happen to you, it really would sound like some made up tale. But fuck it, you got to try.

“What about the mirror in my room then?”

“You told me it was a present from your parents. Last time I checked, it was a plain and simple mirror.”

“But it didn’t used to be! It can be activated somehow… if the other one didn’t get destroyed on the other side.”

Bon Bon seems to decide whenever to scold, or let you rant, if her face is anything to go by, but before she can, you start again.

“Look, why don’t you come with me to Twilight, or maybe even Canterlot. We can look for books there that show that I’m right, and while we’re not doing that, we can go on a date around town.” You seriously don’t want to do that date part, but perhaps if you can woo her in your favor, she’d agree. “Wouldn’t that be nice?” You can’t help but sound belittling, as if you’re talking down to a child.

“Lyra…” she sighs as she trails off. You wonder what she’ll do, but that sad scared looked is gone at least. Even if she doesn’t fully believe you, you avoided the crisis of her going all emotional on you, or you sure like to hope so. “Fine sweetie, I’ll go along with you for now, but know that I’m still worried about you.”

And just like that, the old Bon Bon returns. It’s like she can switch her moods on command, as she’s once again that same pony in control, as if the awkwardness at dinner never happened. You don’t call her out on it though, as you much more prefer this side of her.

“OK, here’s what we’ll do, since you’re obviously dead set on doing this. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go to Twilight’s library together, and we’ll find something about these supposed mirrors, and if we can’t find anything, we’ll ask Twilight ourselves. How does that sound to you?”

It’s a start, you suppose, but why not now? “Can’t we go now?”

“Honey, first of all, it’s getting late, so I’m sure visiting hours are over, and secondly… You’re seriously not going out like this, are you?”

“Like what?”

“I uh... don’t really know how to say this nicely so. Lyra, sweetie, you reek of sex, and by the looks of things, you haven’t even cleaned up from yesterday’s play.”

“What?” That’s not exactly what you wanted to hear, but looking over at your flank, you can see the dried fur that indeed has seen better days. The smell was something you hadn’t noticed, but goddamn, that alone is worrying enough for you. Maybe you should take a shower or something before going over to Twilight’s?

“I uh… I’ll go wash up.” You mutter in embarrassment as you leave your amused partner behind. You walk up the stairs and head for the bathroom. Once you get inside, you thank your lucky stars that they got a shower at least. Now all you need to do is find out how to operate it. Since an earth pony lives here, magic will hopefully not be needed.

As you walk right into the shower, you’re glad to see some push buttons with easy icons, so you press the red showerhead one. Just as you had hoped, you hear that magical sound again, before water falls from the mentioned showerhead. Briefly putting a hoof under the water, you’re somewhat surprised, yet grateful, to feel that the water is a nice temperature of warm, but not too hot, so you get under it. You sit there for a minute, and just let the water fall onto your head, mane and body, as you actually feel relaxed like this. You don’t even care how this is possible right now, as this is something you really needed. Opening your eyes, you look around to see a few bottles, but you frown as you realize that you’ll be forced to wash yourself with hooves. Hoping that you don’t slip the bottle in the first place, or mess this up in a flurry of ways, you take the bottle in your hooves, and squirt a big amount on your hair. Quickly putting the bottle down again, you set at washing yourself with hooves, which while awkward as hell, is actually working for you. It seems the longer you spend like this, the easier it becomes, and for a moment, it actually feels that you have done this a million times before.

After washing your hair, head and upper body, you soon arrive at your haunches and private parts, and sure enough, Bon Bon wasn’t kidding when she said that you looked like a mess. The fur is matted onto your skin, and looks as disheveled can be. You actually feel disgusted for a second, but at the same time, you can’t help but wonder how you didn’t notice that. But you quickly realize that you shouldn’t have noticed it in the first place, since this entire thing is alien to you… so why doesn’t it feel like it? Only a day has passed, and you already feel normal like this.

Before you can think deeper about that though, you hear the door opening, and you turn around to see Bon Bon coming towards you. Just what is she planning?

“Bon Bon?” You somewhat wearily say.

“Just coming to help you, sweetie.” She smiles as she gets in the shower with you. Surely she’s not going to do anything weird, is she?

You already feel scared of her doing anything to you that isn’t normal, and for a second debate whenever to just leg it, or try to fight her off, but she starts to use some more shampoo from the bottle and starts to clean your backside. It’s still utterly scary to you and such a huge invading to your privacy but you realize that you can’t actually get those parts without bending all weird like or use magic so you just let her do it. Rather to feel awkward for a moment, than to look like a tramp that’s been rutted for hours on end. You continue to wash yourself as you allow the pony to scrub and clean your backside, and you got to admit, when she’s not trying to rape you, it’s actually a nice gesture. It’s still awkward to you, and it isn’t exactly in your comfort range, but somehow, you enjoy it all the same. It should be worrying to you, but at the same time, you just don’t care right now.

Until you feel that she’s done washing you. You thank her, but instead of a response you get a chuckle, before you feel a tongue in your mouth. She’s kissing you! Your eyes fling open in shock, and you feel your hearth skip yet another beat. Before you can react though, she stops the kiss, and gazes lovingly at you. Christ, the hell do you say to that, without it leading into either awkwardness or sexy times.

“I think I missed a spot!” She giggles again as she comes closer, and you close your eyes in a reflex moment, thinking that she’s going to kiss you again. But instead of that, you feel a tongue on your horn!

“W… what are you doing?” A stupid question you know, as you damn well know what she’s going to do. You can already feel yourself getting weak in your hind legs, and you can’t help but feel your nether regions start to wink at the thought of getting another one of those hornjobs.

“Just getting it nice and clean for tonight, sweetie.” She explains in between licks and sucks “Why, we wouldn’t want to have any dirt on it, before it goes cave exploring, do we?”

“Cave exploring?” You can’t help but blur out. What does she mean with that?

“Why do you sound so surprised? You know how much I love that horn of you inside of me, working its magic till I peak and gush all over you. I seem to recall a certain unicorn liking it just as much as I do.” She giggles before coming closer and starts to whisper seductively in your ear. “And mister horn is going to explore both holes tonight.”

It takes a moment to let that sink in, but you basically realize that the horn on top of your head, has been used as a makeshift dildo for both her vagina and… oh, oh god no! You can’t help but gag at that image.

“Lyra, honey, what’s wrong?” Bon Bon instantly grabs a hold of you when you did that. “Are you still feeling sick?”

“No… just something caught in my throat” You lie in response before realizing what an idiot you are. You should have just said yes, and she might have left you alone!

“Let’s get you dried off.” She says gently as she shuts down the water, and leads you outside. Taking a towel, she starts drying you, and you’re in no position to protest as that horn play has already left you weak in the knees. As you glance at yourself in the mirror, you can’t help but gasp as you see how red your cheeks are, but your face seems to twist into pure lust. Christ, you need to calm down, or this will be a repeat from last night!

You try to calm down, but to your utter horror, you let out a moan when Bon Bon starts to clean your backside. The hell was that? You hear Bon Bon giggling at your reaction, but you swear that you nearly had a mini orgasm then and there. You suddenly feel so hot and turned on, and you don’t know why. You don’t want any of this, but this body is betraying you!

“Sheesh Lyra, you got it bad.” Bon Bon finishes drying you off, and is now leading you towards the hallway. Still too out of it to really resist, you feel like a puppet being lead around by a rope. It takes a few seconds to realize that you’re now in a bedroom, and from the chest with three candies on it, you realize you’re in Bon Bon’s. “Don’t you worry sweetie, I’ll help you out real good.”

Your mind is trying to come clear out of the haze surrounding it, and you can’t help but wonder if she somehow drugged you? It couldn’t have been the dinner, as it would have affected her as well, unless whatever was in your part is tasteless and colorless. But that was a while ago, so whatever this is, would have probably kicked in sooner. Come to think of it, it was that kiss that set this off. Did she force something in your mouth without knowing it?

“What’s going on?” You almost slur in response.

“Geez Lyra, don’t you see the symptoms?”

“What symptoms?” Your voice can’t even hide the terror in it, as you don’t like where this is going.

“Come now sweetie. I only teased you a bit, and you nearly gushed all over the floor.” The candy mare giggles again. “Feeling all hot and bothered? Easily turned on? You’re obviously in heat, but don’t you worry, I’ll fix that for you real good.”

You swear you let out a sound that either sounded like a loud gasp, or a cow letting out its final breath, as you let that bit of information slide in. You’re in heat? Oh god, that’s the last thing you needed! Did that green bitch plan this? This is too sudden to be a coincidence! You got to stop Bon Bon before she- “UGH” You suddenly let out a load moan, as you feel Bon Bon her hoof gently rubbing around your vagina, and you nearly fall down from the sensation. This feels nothing like it did yesterday. It’s as if that pleasurable feeling from last night just got intensified by a hundred times more.

“I just dried you off, but it seems I’ll have to do it again!” The earth pony says in a sultry voice as she practically throws you onto her bed. Before you can even blink, you feel the bed shake a second time, and a second later you feel hot breath onto your nether region. You want to close your legs, or protest it vocally, but it’s as if your entire body refuses the commands from your brain. You’re so hot in fact that you actually might be looking forward to it. It’s a thought process that should horrify you, but the moment you feel her starting to kiss your legs and slowly trace her tongue in a teasing way, your brain completely shuts down.

She’s licking ever so slowly around your slit, but never once actually hitting it, just teasing and going ever so slowly upwards before kissing and lightly nipping the areas surrounding it, but that’s all she does. Before you even realize it, you let out an annoyed groan that she’s not doing anything further, though after she giggles again, she dives right in. Your reaction is immediate as you let out a sharp intake of breath, before you spread your hindlegs even further, to allow the mare better access. Deep down you still got a tiny warning bell telling you not to enjoy it, and to stop her right this instance, but your lust is just so much stronger. There is a fire active in your loins right now, and it needs to be tended to. You might honestly go mad if the candy mare decided to stop then and there, so you can’t help but take your hooves, and push her in deeper. The reaction is immediate, as the mare is now clamping her mouth around your winking slit, and lightly nibbles and licks around your clit. You react by moaning up a storm, and in no time can already feel that you are getting close to your peak. Whenever Bon Bon realizes it, or is just acting on instinct you don’t know, but the mare decided to go for the finishing blow, and clams her entire mouth around your slit, before going for the full attack on your love bean. You glance down as you feel that any second now you will ruin these bed sheets. You swear that if she could, she’d shove her entire muzzle into your bits, and she might actually not be that far off. And then that same feeling from yesterday returns. You can feel your vaginal muscles contract and constrict around both her tongue and her snout, before you let out a high pitched shriek. The next moment, you feel your love juices squirting out in rapid movements, with each wave coming faster and faster, before you finally slump down onto the bed. You’re taking in breath in rapid movements, as that took nearly everything out of your body, but you can’t help but admit that you seriously liked that, and needed that. Is that what heat does to you? Before you can think about that further, you feel a smaller orgasm wrecking your body as Bon Bon is cleaning your slit, legs and wherever your juices might have gone.

As your breath starts to calm down, your vision suddenly gets blocked as the mare that just ate you to orgasm comes up to give you a big sloppy kiss. At first you want to protest, but for some reason, you just allow her to do so. In fact, your body seems to act on pure instincts as it starts to kiss back. You can taste mint on her tongue, and realize that’s actually coming from you, though it’s not a bad taste at all. Before too long though, she breaks the kiss and nuzzles you lovingly before staring down right into your eyes.

“I think my sweetie needed that, didn’t she?” She sounds somewhat belittling, but somehow you know that’s not what she’s going for.

You can only nod in response, as you honestly did. But to your utter horror, you realize that you’ve not calmed down at all. In fact, you start to feel even hotter.

Bon Bon must have noticed it too, as she’s giving you a sly grin. “My poor little marefriend hasn’t calmed down at all has she? Well, if you can do something for me first, I’ll rut that heat right out of you.” She’s all smile now. “How does that sound?”

You don’t care anymore that you shouldn’t like this or want this. This heat is wrecking your entire body and mind, as both seem to screams with every fiber that you say yes, and you have the greatest trouble to not actually do so vocally. With another nod, you seal your fate to the kinky dominatrix pony.

“Remember what I told you earlier? Mister horn can come to play tonight.”

You know what that means by now, but you just don’t want to protest. Bon Bon gently pushes you down onto the bed, before she takes position above your head. Like this, you can see her in all her splendor and you can see her winking in anticipation. You don’t know if you’re getting used to the sight but this doesn’t look weird at all to you anymore. In fact, you might be getting even more turned on, if that was even possible to begin with. You watch in fascination as the mare slowly lowers herself above your head, before you feel wetness and a small crushing feeling around your horn. God, she’s already constricting around your horn and you haven’t even done anything. You actually feel a slight fear that she might break your horn if this gets any worse. But she doesn’t seem to move at all though, which you can’t help but find odd. Wasn’t she supposed to ride ‘mister horn’ as she said it?

“Lyra, what are you waiting for?” You suddenly hear her ask.

“Huh?” You mutter in confusion.

“Well, you know, use your magic. Do those things where you make your horn vibrate! Don’t tease me sweetie!”

Wait, you got to use your magic to get her off? How do you use magic anyway? Do you just think about it, before it happens? You give it a shot, and think about letting your horn vibrate, but it doesn’t seem to work at all. Even though you can’t see it at all, you know that Bon Bon is getting impatient, so you just decide to tell half of a lie.

“It’s not working. I swear that never happened before!” It sure as hell didn’t. Never in your wildest dreams or high ridden imagination would you ever come up with a fucked up idea of being a female unicorn pony with a horn that would use magic to make another pony cum all over it.

“Oh? Ah I see. You must still be tired out from having passed out last night.” She slowly slides off of you again, and walks towards a cabinet. “Don’t you worry though, I got something for that.”

You watch in wonder as she pulls out a box, and after she opens it, pulls out a wrapped up bonbon. The joke isn’t lost on you, but you wonder how exactly a candy is supposed to help.

As if she can read your mind, she turns to you and gives you the wrapped tasty goods. “Remember when we last talked about losing magic?”

“Err, yeah?” You respond, having no clue what she’s talking about.

“Well, I finished it. Don’t worry for the record, it’s been tested already and there are no side-affects. Well, you might feel a bit thirsty afterwards, but that’s easily mended.” She gives you a peck on the cheek as she climbs back on the bed and lowers you down again before repositioning herself on your horn. You however still got no bloody clue what to do. “Well? Go ahead Lyra, it’s fine and even tastes like me!”

Something tells you not to do this, but at the same time your lust filled mind begs you to eat it. The sooner you get her off, the sooner you can remove this insufferable heat radiating between your legs. You clumsily unwrap the candy before looking at it. It just looks like a regular bonbon, so with a shrug you plop it in your mouth – which wasn’t easy to do with a freaking mare half impaled and half sitting on the front of your face – before swallowing it. She was right about the taste being good, but nothing seems to happen at all. How is this supposed to hel-

Suddenly you feel a strong tingly sensation coming from your horn that quickly turns into a strong pressure. Even though you can’t see it, you can hear your horn sputtering magic as you barely see it glowing from inside of the mare when she lifts herself atop of you before slamming down on it again.

Whatever is happening you don’t know, but this feels extremely weird to you, but it seems Bon Bon is loving this as she has started to ride on your horn while she’s screaming for you to keep going. “That’s it, sweetie, right there, oh right there! Magic that spot hard!”

It takes only a few seconds longer before you’re forced to close your eyes as a plethora of juices starts to squirt right on your face, as the winking slit has turned into overdrive, and Bon Bon starts to shriek like a banshee. At the same time you feel that same pleasurable feeling from your horn - albeit not as strong as last night - peeking and releasing magic deep inside of her. You still got no clue what the hell just happened, but whatever you did, sure as hell pleased the cream colored mare as is evident when she waits to stop convulsing around your horn, before quickly removing herself from you, and lays herself down next to you. You can hear her take in deep amounts of breath, and when you turn to look at her you see that she got a very wide smile on her face. You honestly can’t help but feel a bit proud, even though you still got no clue what happened.

Let’s see. You ate a bonbon while Bon Bon was sitting on your horn. It was supposed to help you with magic, and the next moment you feel this really strong tingling sensation as Bon Bon rides your horn rodeo style before you had a light horngasm? So that candy was like magical Viagra? Well, whatever the case, that shit was weird. You notice that you feel fine though, as fine as you can be in this fucked up situation. Last night, that horn thing wore you out so fast, you passed out, but right now, you feel fine. Well, you feel a bit woozy and dizzy, but that seems to disappear the more your horn fizzles out. Either that means you’re getting used to horngasms, or this doesn’t count as you didn’t exactly have a tongue or mouth sucking and licking it.

But that heat from earlier is really doing a number on you. As you glance at Bon Bon she’s still trying to recollect herself, so that’s a no go. Should you try to do it yourself? You’ve already been eaten out and gotten fucked by a strap-on – up your ass even – so doing it yourself shouldn’t be weird to you anymore. And yet, as you bring a hoof towards your winking slit, and start to rub it, even as you feel that it’s instantly drenched in your juices, you feel so weird doing it. You want to stop, you don’t want to do this, but at the same time you so do. This heat is overriding every amount of sense and willpower you have, and just tells you to rub that hoof over your horse pussy and button.

In no time you can feel a pressure building from inside of you that just urges you to rub faster and faster. As you arch your back, you suddenly feel a tongue licking around your stomach and trailing down towards your maretits. Glancing down, you see Bon Bon looking at you with lustful eyes as she starts to flick her tongue around both nipples, going back and forth on one at a time before sucking them a bit, giving them a small nip, and repeating the process over and over again. At the same time, you feel her hoof surround yours and she starts to mash your own onto your winking vagina. By now, you can feel the waterfalls of nirvana are leaking from inside of you, and you must have made a big wet spot on the bed, but you know that will only get worse. And then Bon Bon starts to really speed up her ministrations of your tiny buds while she speeds up your own hoof even faster. That seems to have done it, and with a load moan that turns into a very pleasurable shriek – that you’re sure the neighbors can hear for the record – you feel your cunt constrict and convulse before squirting a torrent of juices all over your hoof, Bon Bon’s and the bed. You halt as you start to feel it die down, but then Bon Bon swats your hoof away, and dives right into it with her own, and restarts the rubbing. The effect is immediate and your body is struck with another tinier orgasm, before another, and so on and on. This mare is rubbing you all the way through the aftershocks and to your utter shame you find that you love every second of it. Finally though, she relents and you instantly fall down on the bed, feeling spend.

“That was so sexy!” She says as she suddenly appears before you and giving you another deep kiss. You’re too tuckered out to resist, and truthfully, you don’t feel like it anyways, so you just offer a mild form of resistance of not opening your mouth for all but two seconds, before letting her tongue in. “I haven’t seen you clop in like forever!” She speaks in between kisses. “I forgot how turned on that makes me!”

It was odd, but you can’t deny that it felt a ton better than with a dick. You still miss junior though, and you sure as hell want him back, and preferably with your entire body in one package to sweeten the deal! As you think about your old male appendage, you barely heard Bon Bon ask you something.

“Hmm?” you mutter as you didn’t hear that.

“I asked if you want some water, honey.” Bon Bon stares lovingly into your eyes, and once again your heart skips a beat. Why does it keep doing that? But you do feel thirsty though so you just nod in response. “I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere.” She giggles at her own bad joke as you watch her leave her bedroom.

That was intense and a wake-up call as you ever had one. Who knew that these ponies could get some freaking horny during heat? You’re honestly glad that you normally don’t go through this, and with any luck, tomorrow you’ll be done with this. Speaking off though… oh no! This isn’t fucking happening! Although it’s not as strong as before, you can feel the need from between your legs coming up again. Jesus, just how horny are you right now?

You try to ignore it, but that lasts for all but twenty seconds before your breath starts to get shallow again. You don’t want to do this anymore! Right at that time though, Bon Bon returns with a glass of water for you. Maybe you’ll cool off when drinking it? Worthlessly she hands…hooves? you the glass, as you awkwardly sandwich it between your own hooves and gulp it down. It’s cold, and feels good to get some fluids back into you after having squirted out so many, but doesn’t seem to actually stop that itching from your crotch. You place the glass of water on a cabinet and stare at Bon Bon, unsure of what to do.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” She notices you looking at her.

Do you tell her? She’s a pony too, so she must have dealt with this before. Maybe there is a way to stop heat without sex? Surely there must be one, or this town would be booming with foals all over the place. Then again, maybe it is without you knowing it.

“Bon Bon… it’s not going away.” You mutter embarrassingly. At this point you just don’t care. You want this torture to end!

“Oh, silly Lyra.” She giggles as she comes in for another quick peck, before whispering in your ear. “Didn’t I tell you that I would rut that heat right out of you?” You can only stare in mild shock as you watch her go back to the cabinet from earlier, and pull out a now familiar looking strap-on. Within a few seconds she’s already wielding the imposing looking fake dong, which implies that she’s done this many a times before.

Even though you don’t want that thing inside of you… you sort of do. As soon as your heat ridden body spotted the fake one-eyed trouser snake, it practically begs you to give yourself up to allow it easy passage. Christ, you got to fight it! You don’t want this! You’re a freaking dude, not a needy bitch in hea… actually you kind of are, but that’s beside the point!

But as you spot the beast in question come closer to you, wielded by Bon Bon, you instantly give in all resistance. Before you even realize it, you already rolled on your stomach, before lifting yourself up on all hooves, while your tail lifts itself up giving her easy access. You don’t want this… You do want this!

You feel the bed move again as Bon Bon gets on it, and take place behind you. You instantly let out a few mewls of agony at her taking so long. You want her to scrape every last part of that heat right out of you.

Bon Bon starts to tease your outer walls with the black stallion strap-on, trying to get it wet, but she could have just shoved that thing right into you, and it wouldn’t have been met with any resistance. Your body wants this badly! Your mind, while still resisting a small bit, has also given in in its heat clouded haze.

“Put it in…” Your voice is barely above a whisper, but the cream colored earth pony must have heard you as she shoves it into you in one fell sweep, hard. “AAAHHHHHH!” Your reaction is instant, as you moan from the pleasure.

“I know, sweetie, I know. Don’t you worry! I’ll rut you so hard that you won’t suffer any longer from that nasty heat.” She slides the tool back out again, scraping against your walls while doing it, which results in yet more moans from you. When she reaches the end, she gives a hard shove, pushing it right back in again. Every time she does this, she picks up more and more speed, which you are very grateful for. You don’t want her going slow right now, as you just want your body to feel fulfilled and end this burning in your loans. With each trust, follows a groan, moan, or pleasurable hiss from you, and as you spread your hindlegs even wider, to allow her better access, you feel her slap your butt with her hooves.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? I know exactly what you want! Next time I’ll put a chain on you and yank it to really make you holler.” She talks dirty as she keeps spanking your ass and rutting you senselessly. Your response is just your tongue rolling out of your mouth and giving off a fucked stupid face as drool drops from your mouth on the bed each time she hits a sensitive spot. As you lower the front of your body, partly because you’re losing strength in your forelegs, and partially to give her a better angle to hit those hard to reach places, you feel a by now familiar feeling building up from inside of you. You’re going to cum, and hard! As you’re getting closer and closer, you suddenly feel a hoof grab your horn and start to rub it furiously. The effect of it all is too much for you, and with a deep intake of breath, you release your juices all over the fake dong. Not soon after, you feel magic erupt from your horn again. Bon Bon is once again keeping it up though, and seems to ride you into the aftershocks, intent to make you satisfied once and for all. It only is a minute or so longer before she stops, but it felt like hours for you. As soon as Bon Bon pulls out the strap-on you crash on the bed, no longer able to hold yourself up at all. As your body finally feels satisfied, and you feel totally knackered out, you allow yourself to pass out, but not before you briefly think that you got to find another way to fall asleep.

Author's Note

This chapter was cursed, cursed I tell you! Twice I lost a section of it, with one time losing close to 7k words, and later a smaller 2k words. It sucked to keep at it though, and nearly made me drop it from lack of motivation to keep going, but in the end I persevered! As for the chapter itself, I wanted to make an explanation chapter as to why Lyra and Bon Bon act the way they do, and why you got picked in the middle of it all. I expected to end up with a small chapter... the result turned out to be quite a lot bigger! Not much clop in this one, I know, but that will change in the next chapters to come!