Champions of Mareth

After putting the game's disc back in its box, I kneel down by the guy once again. I consider untying the ropes, but then, I'm not completely sure that he is actually Pinkie. She could've popped by and left, and some other guy could have come in afterwards.

Or even if it is Pinkie, I don't know how she'll react when she wakes up. The game has a lust system after all... what if hers is really high right now, and it makes her pounce on me?

So yeah, best to leave the ropes on him or her for now. Well, might as well get this over with; I take a deep breath, and hit the 'Ping' button on the headset.

It only takes a couple of seconds before I see his eyes flicker open, and he stares up at me, expression blank.

"Who are you?" I ask, my voice wavering awkwardly between trying to intimidate a stranger and trying not to scare a friend.

"I'm Pinkie Pie!" he cheerfully answers, giving me a familiar grin. "And who are you?"

I sigh, relieved. "Phew! Don't scare me like that, Pinkie. You snuck into my room and turned into a guy, I didn't know what to expect."

Pinkie's eyes travel around the room for a second, as if he's trying to remember where he is, before settling back on me. "Oh, Rainbow!"

I chuckle. "Yeah, it's me. I'm guessing I don't really need to explain why I look like this, given your state. Although, good job on staying human-looking."

He giggles. "Well, most of me."

I wonder what she means by that, although I can probably guess. Also, should I be calling her a he or a she now? And while I'm on the subject of things I'd like to know...

"So how come you're here, anyway?" I ask.

"Oh, well I- hang on." He pauses, and starts fidgeting his arms, pulling against his bindings.

"Oh, right!" I slap my head, and quickly lean down to untie the knots. "Sorry, I didn't know you were you, so I didn't really wanna be too trusting with a random guy in my room."

"Oh, that's okay," he says reassuringly, as he sits up and pulls the NGear off of his head. "I did kinda sneak in, after all."

"I'm actually lucky it was just you," I concede, flumping down onto the edge of my bed. "I left my door unlocked, got too cocky 'cos I live in a cloud. If someone else had come by, I could've been in real trouble." I turn back to him. "But yeah, how come you're here, playing... that?"

"Well..." he takes a deep breath, and that's all the warning I have. "I was playing my new game Space Dog that I bought for the NGear, but I ended up playing it way longer than I meant to, so to make sure no-one thought I was dead I went outside to play with you guys, but your house wasn't where it usually is, so I thought you must have died or drifted away, so I went to Twilight's house, but then you were above Twilight's house, so I climbed up the rope, and I saw you playing on your NGear. So I thought, if I leave you be, then everyone might think you're dead, since you can't spend that long away from your friends and still survive, unless of course you're Twilight but I mean she didn't even know what friends were, now that she does know she probably wouldn't live very long without any social company either. So anyway, I wanted to join in what you were doing so you wouldn't feel lonely, so I installed the same game you were playing, 'cos I thought it might have a multi-player mode, shame that it doesn't actually, that could be cool. But yeah, I hit random buttons on the character creation, and ended up turning into a guy. Being a guy is fun, but my penis is very unreliable."

Now, I know my attention span has never been the best, but I don't really think anyone could blame me in this case for taking pretty much none of that in. I just kinda drift off, watching his masculine lips moving but following none of what's coming out of them.

It's only once they form themselves into a hard line that I realise he's actually stopped talking. "Oh. Uh, cool. That's... fair enough then, I guess," I flounder, nodding and pretending to understand. "So, uh... how's your game going?"

"It's super fun!" He spreads his arms enthusiastically, almost knocking over one of my stacks of games. "I met a cute mouse girl, she's cute. The trees can't be trusted though, one of them tried to beat me up."

Oh, the tentacle bushes. I was trying to forget about- wait, only tried to beat her up? So she managed to win? How? Those things are beasts!

"Oh, yeah, I've uh..." I glance away, not really wanting to admit to being beaten by her. "I've met those. The plants, that is, not the mouse-girl."

"I also met some girls that look like you," Pinkie continues, "but they were way shorter. I think I had sex with them, though I don't really remember."

"Oh, the goblins..." Wait, she did what? Wow. I know she's a guy now, but still... "Hold on, really? You didn't feel weirded out? I mean, even though you're a guy now, you're still a girl inside..."

"What does that have to do with anything?" he asks, tilting his head.

"Uhh..." I realise that I never actually knew anything about Pinkie's sexuality before now. I guess I just wrongly assumed she was straight. "Nothing, I guess." I chuckle. "Man, you're pretty casual about talking about your sex life now, huh? Is that a guy thing, or were you this open with your escapades before, too?"

"Well, I haven't..." He pauses. "Yeah, I haven't had any es-ca-wubbles before playing this game, so I never had anything to talk about. No-one asked me to keep it a secret though... You don't think they'll mind that I told you, do you?"

Something about that pause seemed... odd, but I shrug it off. It's just Pinkie being Pinkie, I guess. "Well, it's not usually something people talk about. But the ones you did it with are just NPCs, so if you don't mind then there's no big deal. At least, not for me. People like Flutters or Rarity though, you might wanna keep it more on the down-low around them, okay?"

He nods. "So, do you wanna see my penis then?"

"What?" I recoil back, more in surprise than anything.

"No no, not like that!" He frantically waves his hands in front of his chest. "I just mean, it got a really weird transformation, so I thought you might wanna check it out."

"Hmmm..." I ponder for a second. Having hung out with guys a lot during puberty, I'm wise to their tricks. "This better not be a set-up for a 'I showed you mine, you show me yours' kinda thing."

"Whoa, you've got one too?" Pinkie's eyes immediately lock-on to my crotch.

"What?" It takes me a second to work out what she's talking about. "No, I mean don't go expecting me to flash you my tits or anything." I can't help but chuckle at that. "You're a guy now though, so I suppose telling you that is futile."

He shrugs. "Okay, but I already saw them earlier anyway. You were topless when I came in, after all. They felt squishy."

What?! I instinctively fold my arms around my chest, frowning at him. "You groped me?" I'm not sure how to feel about this. I mean, on the one hand, it's not like anything bad came from it... But on the other, no-one's ever done that to me before. I mean, in reality at least. Not that I ever had anything to grope anyway, but still...

Hmmm... Actually, maybe I can use this to get a look at what he's packing without seeming like a perv. "...You know what, yeah, show me your dick. You owe me that much now."

"Okie dokie lokie," he says cheerfully, seemingly paying no attention to my frustration. Standing up, he reaches under his frilly pink skirt, and pulls down his panties.

I swallow, as I watch them drop down to his ankles, seeming so out of place around his masculine legs. The skirt quickly follows suit, meaning I'm now alone in a bedroom with a pants-less guy, whose hard red dick is pointed straight at my face. I swallow again.

"Wow. That looks... weird." That's kind of an understatement. It's like a dog's dick, all red and fleshy, and looks kind of swollen at the base. "Does it not hurt?"

"Nope!" She replies, grinning her usual grin. "Not so long as I don't get kicked in him, anyway."

"I see..." Now that I take another look at it, it does have a strange charm to it. I feel my cheeks flush red as I remember the first demon to fuck me in the oasis had a similar-looking shaft.

I shiver. Just remembering that fuck has me all hot and bothered again, and there's a dick right in front of me. I wonder if she'd let me touch it...

"Oh!" A surprised voice comes from the doorway. My head spins round to see Twilight standing there, hand over her mouth, wings erect, eyes wide. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt!" She turns, and starts to quickly walk away.

Shit, this must look reeeaaaallly bad! If I let her go with this misunderstanding, I'll never live it down! "Ah, Twilight, wait! It's not what it looks like!" I yell, running after her.

"Yeah!" Pinkie calls after her, following a step behind me. "I know we look like strangers, but it's really just us, Rainbow and Pinkie!"

"Pinkie?" Twilight stops at the top of the stairs, turning to stare wide-eyed at the guy behind me. "So, you played the game too. It can even change gender? That's incredibly high-level magic!"

"Yep! It's suuuuuper fun being a guy!"

With a flash, Twilight teleports over to Pinkie, eyeing her suspiciously. "But that makes no sense! It's just a machine, it shouldn't have that much power!"

She then spins around, turning to glare at me with her serious face. "Rainbow, lend me that game. I need to study it!"

I nod, as Twilight is already dashing eagerly into my room. She grabs the Champions of Mareth box from my desk, and in a flash, she's gone, leaving me once again alone in my house with a pants-less Pinkie.