Waking Up With Twilight
Chapter 1 -- A Rude Awakening
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Chapter 1 -- A Rude Awakening
It had been yet another long week of work in a long string of them. My fatigue had caused me to ask the car to teleport me home, which it faithfully obliged. The continued use of the car's teleportation function had drained the magic batteries down to five per cent and the car let me know that it would refuse any further uses of that function until such time as I drove the car some 200 miles to recharge them. I groaned in disgust at that mention.
"You know, sometimes I wish I could go to Equestria and spend the night with Twilight in her bed," I grumbled.
"I can teleport you to Equestria if you'd like, but I cannot do so until the magic batteries are recharged," TS stated.
"You mean to tell me I could have gone back at any time I had wanted to? Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!" I exclaimed, a mix of disgust, disbelief, and anticipation in my voice.
"Who are they? I don't know them," TS responded. "Yes, I have the ability to teleport you across the dimensional barrier to Equestria, if that is your wish."
"I'm too tired to drive that distance tonight, but I believe I can address that issue tomorrow," I offered as I pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. "Good-night, TS," I said warmly.
"Good-night, Michael," came the flat monotone response from the speakers.
"Michael, I would have words with you," came Princess Celestia's voice from the speakers.
"Your Majesty, I am very tired and desire sleep," I stated.
"You have expressed a desire to sleep with my student -- this is a request I cannot honor, Michael."
"Please, your Majesty, I beg of you," I stated, a hint of desperation in my voice. "I'm even willing to become a pony in order to provide her with her desire for a special somepony."
"You are married, and I cannot accept --"
"Ugh! Do you have any idea of what my current situation is? Have you any idea how miserable I am, how desperately I wish to leave this world behind and make a new life for myself in Equestria? The fact that I have just now discovered I could return has given me hope that maybe, just maybe I might be able to experience happiness once again for the first time in more than fifteen years."
"Be that as it may, Michael, I'm afraid I cannot honor your request, as much as it pains me to do so."
"Is there something you can do for me, your Majesty? Is there some way I can earn your trust, to prove to you that I am an honorable man, and that I would do everything I can to make Twilight happy?"
"I shall consider your request -- I cannot give you an answer immediately -- but when you do return, I would desire that you meet with me first before traveling to see my student. I trust you will do the right thing, Michael."
"You have my word, your Majesty. Good-night, Princess."
"Good-night, Michael. I look forward to meeting you once again," she offered warmly.
"Me too, Princess," I said as I got out of the car and locked it behind me, pocketing the key fob. I went into my house and was greeted by Brenda.
"You were out there in the car for awhile -- what were you doing?" she asked.
"I had a short discussion with Princess Celestia," I replied matter-of-factly. She glared at me in disapproval.
"What have I told you about that? You need to stop with these fantasies of yours, Mike. I thought I told you to stop talking to those damned ponies, especially the Princess! What, are you thinking about going back there?"
"Well, only for a short while -- maybe just a week-end or something," I answered.
Or maybe longer...
"As long as it's only for a week-end, then I guess it's okay -- but you will need to drop me off in Champaign before you take off for ... whatever that place is called."
"Equestria," I said without thinking.
"Don't remind me! I've half a mind to tell you no!"
"Jesus, Brenda, you never let me have any fun!"
"Your idea of fun is weird, Mike! What's so special about that place anyway?"
"I'm curious to know what's been going on there since I last visited the place -- I also miss Pinkie's cupcakes."
"Bring me back a few of those, Mike! She makes some very tasty cupcakes!"
Ah, there's my ticket -- just promise Brenda some of Pinkie's cupcakes and I'm golden!
"Yep, I'll be sure to bring back a box of her special triple chocolate frosted cupcakes for you." At this point, I trudged upstairs to get some sleep. I was very tired and the thought of getting on the computer was one which did not appeal to me. I pulled back the cover of the bed and stripped off my clothing, save for my skivvies and snuggled under the sheet. Before I allowed myself to drift off, I reiterated my wish with a slight change of wording:
I wish to wake up laying next to Twilight Sparkle in her bed in Ponyville tomorrow morning.
I then turned over again, the bed proving to be somewhat less than comfortable, but eventually drifted off to sleep. I could only guess that Brenda had joined me in bed at some point as I had heard the television start blaring, but my fatigue was so great that I lost consciousness some time after that. At some point I felt a cool breeze against the lower part of my legs and feet which seemed to be hanging off the end of the bed.
That's weird -- I could have sworn this bed was big enough for me...
I turned over and felt warmth from my left. Assuming this was Brenda, I snuggled closer to the source of warmth, wrapping my body around it under the cover, bringing my legs under the cover on the bed, though my feet were still exposed. I decided I could live with that, and wrapped an arm around what I thought was Brenda's body. The one thing that surprised me was how furry this body actually was. I chanced a peek at who I was laying against for warmth and noticed it wasn't Brenda.
Oh no -- Princess Celestia is going to be angry with me...
The pony snuggled firmly against me, a smile on her face I could not see. She placed a hoof on my hand and began sliding it slowly further down her belly, my fingertips brushing lightly against her teats, which sent an almost electrical thrill through my body. My emotions were torn -- should I let her go through with what I thought she was about to do, or should I put a stop to it before it began?
Before I got the chance to make a decision one way or the other, her grip on my hand tightened as she pushed it firmly against her sex, my fingertips lightly brushing against the slightly damp fleshy folds of her outer labia. She slid my hand up and down and cooed for me to make small circles around her clitoris. There was a part of me that wondered if she was actually pretending to be asleep -- only to watch her turn over, my hand firmly clenched between her haunches. I was able to see that she was smiling, which brought a similar smile to my lips. She squeezed my hand with her hind legs, applying quite a bit of pressure, causing me to try to pull it out slowly.
"Mmh, MacIntosh, please don't pull out just yet," she cooed softly. I hazarded a kiss on her lips, causing her to wake immediately, her smile disappearing with the same alacrity as her wakefulness.
"What -- what -- you kissed me -- what --" she sputtered as my gesture had discombobulated her.
My giggling didn't help. "Sorry about that, Twilight -- I didn't know how else to wake you," I chuckled.
"AAAAAHHH!! Get out of my bed! AAAAHHH!" she screamed as she leapt off the bed, landing on her hooves.
"Hey, stop for a moment, would ya please?" I asked, trying to make my words sound as comforting as I could.
"Why should I? What are you doing in my bed? What are you? How do you know my name? Who --"
I got up out of her bed and stood up, causing her to back against the wall of her room. I approached her and knelt to meet her eyes, looking deeply into them. A smile graced my lips as I took a moment to gaze into her eyes.
"Twilight, I would like you to know that I would never hurt you or do anything to make you feel sad. My name is Michael, and I am a human from an alternate universe, a world far away from here or possibly the same world, but from a time in the distant past or something -- I'm not exactly sure which --"
"I still want to know how you got here, and why you were in my bed! And how is it that you know my name?"
"Last night before I went to bed, I made a wish to wake up next to you -- I suppose this might sound unbelievable, but I have had a crush on you ever since I first saw you. There is one other thing -- a while back, I was actually in a copy of your body and used magic to do several things, including enchanting my automobile --"
"What? You -- were -- ME? But -- HOW?"
"I must be the luckiest human ever to exist -- it was difficult enough for me to believe that one of my wishes would be granted, let alone two! I had made a wish to experience what it would be like to be you for a day -- I had so much fun, I wanted to do it again! But -- I decided I wanted to marry you instead --"
"NOOOO! WHYYYY? WHY ME?"
"I know, I know -- the thought of marrying a human is probably the most repugnant thing you could imagine -- BUT, for you, I would be willing to be transformed into a unicorn stallion or mare, depending on your preference," I grinned.
"Wait -- what? You -- would be willing -- to do that -- for ME? But ... but ... why? Why me?" she asked, a look of sheer incredulity on her face.
"Why not? As I said before, I enjoyed being you, even though it was for a very short time -- you and I met up and had a lot of fun and I thoroughly enjoyed your company -- so much so, that I resolved to make you my mare if I ever got the chance to return to Ponyville to meet up with you again," I said warmly, which seemed to bring a smile to her face.
"What did we do together?" she asked, her curiosity overtaking her trepidation.
"We pulled a prank together on Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash," I grinned. "Your brother was a little surprised to see two of us, but Princess Celestia seemed to take it in stride."
"You met my BBBFF? What do you think of him? How did we pull off that prank? I thought it was impossible to pull a prank on Pinkie," she mused.
"Pinkie thought I was a changeling at first, though it was some quick thinking on my part that kept her off her guard," I chuckled.
"Did somepony mention my name? Hey, Mikey, were you talking about marrying Twiley here? I got a great big wedding party to plan! Seeya, BYE!" said pink earth pony chirped before disappearing as quickly as she had popped in.
"Pinkie! I'm not getting married! Wait!" the librarian protested at the baker's retreating form, a loud giggling being clearly audible as she left. I chuckled at her antics, but Twilight glared at me, a serious expression on her face.
"Amazing how she does that -- I haven't even told her my name, yet she knew who I was, and what my desire is. There's a part of me that, after having experienced what it was like to be you, wanted to experience being Trixie for awhile," I mused, eliciting a loud gasp from the librarian.
"Why would you want to be HER? Have you any idea of how much trouble she caused around here the last time she showed up? You realize what sort of reputation she has, don't you?"
"Yeah, but she's kinda sexy in my opinion -- I think she kinda got a raw deal the first time she showed up and didn't take being shown up very well -- she perceived you as her enemy and sought revenge. I think she's just a bit misunderstood and needs some guidance in the right direction. I actually have some sympathy for her, as unbelievable as that sounds."
"Sexy? HER? Really, now, Michael, what would lead you to that conclusion?" the librarian asked as she huffed in annoyance that I would consider somepony else being sexier than her.
"Oh, you're not jealous, are you, Twilight?" I asked, grinning broadly.
"....N-n-no! I -- I -- ugh!" she groaned.
A knocking was heard at the front door just after Twilight asked her question. "I'll get it," I offered, bumping my head against the too-low door frame. "Ow!" I exclaimed, rubbing my forehead. "I should have taken that into consideration," I muttered as I continued to rub my forehead. Twilight giggled at my plight as she trotted through the doorway and downstairs to the front door. Spike waddled into the bedroom and saw me sitting on the floor, rubbing my forehead.
"What -- who -- what -- are you?" he asked, backing away from me. I had to stifle a chuckle at his reaction.
"Trixie? What are you doing here?" asked Twilight as she opened the door to reveal the azure unicorn.
"Trixie desires a place to sleep -- she has been traveling for a long time and hoped Sparkle would be kind enough to provide a bed," she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.
"There is somepony I would like for you to meet, Trixie -- please follow me upstairs, he said he's interested in meeting you," the librarian grinned as she relished the prospect of seeing the show-mare's reaction to seeing me for the first time.
"Spike, my name's Michael, I'm a human, and I was granted a wish last night," I explained. I heard more than one set of hoofsteps on the stairs, which piqued my curiosity.
I wonder who Twilight let in at this time of morning...
Twilight re-entered her room, but it was her guest which brought a very big smile to my face. "Trixie!" I grinned.
"What -- what -- AAAH! Sparkle, protect me from that -- that -- whatever it is! Why -- why --"
I walked over to the stunned show-mare and knelt before her, placing my hands gently on her withers. She tried to back away from me, but I increased my grip on her withers, trying to keep her from backing away.
"Trixie, it's okay, please trust me," I offered warmly. "I'm not going to hurt you -- I respect you too much to do that."
"Sparkle, why didn't you tell Trixie that you had this -- this -- what are you?"
I couldn't help but giggle at her. "Trixie, my name is Michael, and I am a human. Last night before I went to bed, I made a wish to wake up in Twilight's bed, but seeing you makes me very happy -- there's a part of me that has wanted to meet you face to face -- um, there's another part of me that -- um -- wanted to -- marry you?" I stated very hesitantly.
"What? Trixie would never marry a ... human? What could you possibly do for Trixie that could make her --"
Without hesitation, I reached behind her ears and started scratching with my fingers, kind of the way I might scratch a dog behind its ears. A smile crept across the show-mare's face as I dug in a little deeper, then worked my way back to the back of her neck, then down to her withers.
"Mmh, Trixie doesn't know how you're doing that, but please don't stop! Trixie likes the way that feels!"
"Michael, you wanted to marry ME! Why would you offer Trixie --"
"Trixie wants to know who you would rather marry, Michael," she stated firmly as she turned her gaze to me. "Do not play games with Trixie's affection -- she will not tolerate that!"
"Did you not listen closely to what I said, to either of you? I said, there was a part of me that expressed such a desire -- and Twilight, you told me you weren't interested in marriage," I averred.
"Well ... that was before you told Trixie what you did ... I mean, you did wake up laying next to me," the librarian mused, offering a sheepish grin.
"Trixie wants to know, Michael -- oh, could you massage Trixie's back for her?" the azure mare asked, also grinning.
I rubbed my fingers into Trixie's withers, working circles down her back towards her hindquarters. She moaned deeply at my ministrations, eliciting a light giggling from the librarian. Spike seemed to watch with fascination.
"Would you both be willing to give me some time to come to a decision on this matter? It's not my desire to be rushed into such a commitment," I stated as I continued to massage the show-mare's back.
"Mmmmmh, Michael, could you -- umm -- go lower for Trixie?" she asked, her smile widening.
"I don't want to touch you inappropriately," I offered. Twilight huffed in protest.
"You didn't seem to have a problem with touching ME inappropriately," she nearly growled.
"YOU were the one who grabbed hold of my hand, Twi," I protested. Spike covered his ears.
"And you didn't try to stop me before I --" she began, but caught herself, though she blushed furiously.
"Mmmh, Sparkle, what did you do? Trixie is curious," the show-mare grinned. "Michael, you may touch Trixie wherever you want -- your touch is exquisitely pleasurable!"
I took the opportunity to work circles on her flanks, lightly tracing her cutie marks, then working my hands down to the insides of her haunches, kneading circles along the cannons until I reached her hind hooves. I lightly took one in my right hand, pressing lightly into it with the fingers of my left hand, then working circles with my left hand up the front of her left hind leg. The azure mare began stiffening up as her moans became longer and louder, her breathing coming in ragged gasps as my touch seemed to be bringing her close to a climax.
"MMMHH! Michael! Ooooh!" she cooed loudly. Twilight's blush deepened.
"Um, Michael, would you be kind enough to massage me next?" she grinned.
"I suppose so, Twi," I replied matter-of-factly. Trixie's moaning was having an effect on me as my arousal was starting to become evident. I noticed the librarian's gaze appearing to be low, her eyes almost half-lidded. I traced her gaze and noticed she was staring at my manhood, which was tenting my briefs. "Ooh, you naughty filly, you," I chuckled as I locked my gaze with the lavender mare, who quickly turned her head away, though not before her blushing had deepened further still. Her face appeared almost beet red, so intense was her blush.
"Mmh, tell Trixie she is a naughty filly, Michael! Ooooh! Don't stop!" she cooed as I tended to her other hind leg, working my way up the inside of her haunches, brushing my fingertips against her teats, tweaking one of the nipples with my thumb and forefinger, which elicited an even louder moan as her body tensed up even further.
"Ooh, Trixie, you naughty filly, you! How close are you to coming?" I asked, sliding my hand firmly up the inside of her right hind leg, then finding the cleave of her plot, running my fingers from the front to the back of her dark blue fleshy folds which were dripping wet with her love juice. I teased even deeper and breathier moans from her as I took a chance to slide a couple of fingers into her marehood before she started shuddering, then lost her balance and collapsed to the floor, my ministrations having reduced the show-mare to a bundle of nerve endings as she lost herself in her climax, riding it as long as she could. The lavender mare was dumb-struck by my efficiency as Trixie's body continued to shake with the intensity of her climax before she finally relaxed.
"Oooooh, Michael! Trixie will let you do that to her any time you want!" she cooed softly, a big grin plastered on her face.
"Um, Michael, would you be kind enough to do that for me now?" asked Twilight, flashing me a big grin.
"You promise you have no concerns over any inappropriate touching on my part?" I asked, mainly to cover my ass if such touching would get me in trouble.
"Well, Trixie seemed to completely enjoy it, so, uhh, I guess you can touch me anywhere you want as well," she offered almost half-heartedly.
"Okay, Twi, here goes," I said as I sidled up to her and began scratching her behind her ears. Her smile returned as she succumbed to the pleasure I was giving her as I intensified and quickened the pace of my scratching.
"Oooh, Michael -- I didn't know it felt like that!" she said, a hint of amazement in her voice. I ran my fingers down the back of her neck, continuing to scratch with my nails, listening to her utterances to determine the next course of action. Upon reaching her withers, I began rubbing circles around them, working my fingers into her muscles, which elicited grunts of approval from the librarian.
"Mmmh, Michael! You must have magic hands!" she cooed. Trixie was watching with keen interest now, still smiling as she watched Twilight begin to lose control of her emotions and luxuriate in the sensation.
"Trixie concurs, Sparkle! His hands seem to work miracles," the show-mare mused warmly as she turned to face me and flashed me a very big smile. "Trixie wants another treatment, Michael," she nearly pleaded.
"Trixie, he's still doing me! Wait your turn!" she chided as I continued to massage her back, working my way along the sides of her body and top of her back towards her hindquarters. As I did so, her body seemed to give way to the pressure I was applying to her muscles with my fingertips as I worked smaller circles into the more delicate muscles. She voiced her approval in deeper moans, begging me to work my way lower down her back and to touch her in her special area.
"I just want to make sure you're okay with me touching you there," I stated, offering her a chance to back out if she wanted to.
"Mmmmh, Michael, please! The way you, unnh, touch me! I want it! Please!" she nearly demanded.
I knelt behind her and pulled her haunches to reveal her marehood, which seemed to be winking at me seductively. I hazarded slipping two fingers into it and was rewarded by a long low breathy moan of pleasure, then her body stiffened rather quickly as I continued to push my fingers into and out of her love tunnel, increasing the speed a little as her breath came in increasingly more ragged gasps. She fell to the floor as well as the strain of standing became too great a burden for her as she relinquished control to her pleasure center.
"Oooooh, Michael! Don't stop! That feels soooo goooood!" she cooed. Trixie seemed to be blushing at this.
"Mmh, he is good, isn't he?" Trixie asked almost rhetorically. I caught her out of the corner of my eye -- she was laying on her belly on the floor with one of her forehooves under her body -- I couldn't see where it was, but given the fact that she seemed to be moaning in similar rhythm to the librarian, I could only guess where her hoof was. I allowed a big grin to cross my lips before returning my attention to the librarian, who now lay on her belly, her legs splayed out beside her. Her position made it difficult for me to continue pleasuring her, so I gently lifted her hips, straightening out her hind legs for support. I was certain that if she could see herself in her current position, she would be utterly mortified by this embarrassing view I was getting.
"Oooh, are you going to rut me now? I need it," she moaned. I glanced downward to see my manhood fully erect, then turned my attention back to the lavender mare's winking sex. I hesitated for a moment. "Come on, Michael! Please! Buck me like the naughty filly I am!" she exclaimed in a very sultry tone.
"Mmh, I've never done this before, but I'll give it my best," I said as I pulled the front of my briefs down to expose my rock hard shaft. Trixie gazed at it almost longingly and I caught sight of her staring at it. "Mmh, Trixie, you want me to do you next?" I asked, my grin widening.
"T-t-trixie is n-not sh-shure if sh-she sh-should," she stuttered, but continued to stare at me as I pulled the librarian's haunches apart and brought my lower abdomen to her hindquarters, my manhood sliding almost effortlessly into her very wet pussy.
"Oooooh, Michael! Oooohhhh!" she moaned as I hilted inside her. I began thrusting in and out, holding her flanks firmly, occasionally running a hand to her teats and squeezing the nipples, eliciting deeper moans and cries of pleasure from the lavender mare. I grunted with my exertion, speeding up the pace a little as her body stiffened further, the tension building within her as her climax began its inexorable approach.
"Mmmh, Twilight, you are so soft! Unh, you're tight, too!" I exclaimed as I slowed down the pace to take a few moments to savor the experience, drawing out my own pleasure as it began building. She started bucking her hips against me in an attempt to increase the sensation in her loins, speeding up her pace as her body tensed up further.
"Oooh, Michael, why are you slowing it down? I'm so close! Please! Speed it up again! That feels sooo good!"
"I don't know if I'll ever get to do this with you again, Twilight -- I want to savor every moment of this pleasure," I replied as I continued to thrust back and forth at a fairly decent pace, though not fast enough for her liking.
"I think I might be able to persuade Princess Celestia to let you do this with me more often," she giggled. "Come on, Michael! Speed it up!" she exclaimed as she increased her pace further still. She forced me to speed up my thrusting, causing my body to tense up in anticipation of the coming climax.
"Oooh, Twilight! I'm getting close!" I cooed. Trixie made no attempt to hide her shame as she rubbed her sex with her left fore-hoof, her cheeks bright red with the flush of blood-flow. She was moaning softly as she watched us.
"Oh, Trixie, is that you moaning like that? Ooooh!" the librarian moaned as my increased pace of thrusting was finally having the desired effect on her -- she was so close, I could sense it -- and apparently, she noticed just how close I was as well, my body also stiffening up in eager anticipation. I began thrusting into her more forcefully, speeding it up even further as she rocked her hips back and forth, timing the rhythm perfectly.
"Unnh, Twilight! AAAAHHH! CUMMING!" I grunted as my pleasure exploded into her, the warm gushing of my spunk mixing with her love juices as she achieved her orgasm simultaneously.
"OOOOHH, Michael! OOOOOHHH!" she moaned as she surrendered to her passion, her body shuddering and shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. I continued to thrust into her as I spent myself, my jizz still spurting into her love tunnel. My body jerked and spasmed a few times as my pleasure center was given deep satisfaction -- I was still able to pump into her, though it required a little concentration on my part until I ran out of stamina. I tried to pull back, but she held firm against me. "Oh, Michael, please don't pull out just yet! This feels so nice," she cooed.
"Oooh, yeah," Trixie moaned as she pushed herself over the edge, both of her fore-hooves mashed against her sex as she rubbed and squirmed on the floor in an attempt to maximize the intensity of her self-stimulation. "Trixie wants you to do that to her, too, Michael! Please?" she asked, giving me her best puppy-dog eyes look.
"Unh! Trixie, I'm gonna need some time to recover my stamina -- I used it all on Twilight. Sorry about that," I offered, grinning sheepishly.
"Trixie will wait -- she has time, Michael," she grinned. "Sparkle, thanks for introducing him!"
"Hey, Trixie, why do you call Twilight by her surname? And why do you refer to yourself in third person?" I asked.
"Trixie has referred to herself like that for a long time, Michael, and ... as for Sparkle ... Trixie is not sure why she calls Sparkle that, it's just that Trixie thinks it might annoy Sparkle if Trixie continues to call Sparkle Sparkle," the azure mare explained, giving a big toothy grin as said librarian seemed to glower at the show-mare in disapproval.
"You're terrible, Trixie," I chuckled. I looked at my briefs, which were now soaking wet with Twilight's love juices. "Hmm, looks like I'm gonna need a change of underwear," I muttered, causing both mares to giggle.
"I thought you'd be hungry and want something to eat," Spike offered as he re-entered the room. Upon seeing me in my state of nudity, he averted his gaze. "Um, Michael, is it customary for humans to show ... that?"
I blushed in embarrassment. "Sorry about that, Spike, let me cover it up," I replied, pulling my wet briefs back over my flaccid manhood. The wetness seemed to cause a slight arousal for me, though I caught both mares staring at me again. Twilight expressed a small degree of surprise, but Trixie smirked at me.
"Trixie knows it's her turn next, Michael -- please don't keep Trixie waiting too long," she giggled.
"Of course, Trixie, but first, let's get something to eat. I hear Spike's a pretty decent cook in his own right," I said nonchalantly. I saw the little drake beam a big smile.
"You heard right, Michael! Hope you like hay pancakes, I made a bunch!"
My face fell at that mention. "Um, Spike, I can't eat hay -- could you make a few pancakes without it?"
"Trixie hopes you have a little cinnamon and perhaps a dash of nutmeg to add to her pancakes," the show-mare half-asked, half-said.
"We do have cinnamon, but not nutmeg. Sorry, Trixie," the lavender mare responded with a hint of disappointment. She gave the show-mare an apologetic look.
"Trixie will make do -- thanks again, Sparkle," the azure mare offered, her tone sounding somewhat sincere.
"Michael, I'll make a few for you -- it'll be a few minutes," the little dragon stated. I watched him waddle away and heard his footsteps going downstairs.
"Come on, girls, let's go," I stated, a smile on my face. "You know, until my car told me it could transport me here, I had been hoping to meet both of you -- but I had no idea a wish would be granted. I just hope Princess Celestia isn't upset with me -- I promised to meet her before coming to meet you, Twilight."
"Hmm. But if you said you came from a different universe, perhaps the Princess you talked to is different from my Princess? I suppose there's one way to find out," the lavender mare stated.
"Trixie hopes you don't bring Princess Celestia to your house, Sparkle --" the show-mare stated with quite a bit of trepidation. "Trixie doesn't think Princess Celestia is happy with her."
"Okay, Trixie, I'll make sure to include your request in my letter," the librarian offered as we went downstairs. I was the last one to go down as I had to duck a little to avoid bumping my head on the low ceilings. We entered the kitchen to see Spike still working the griddle, a few pancakes sizzling on it. The scent of the cooking pancakes elicited a smile on my face, my belly growling in eager anticipation of tasting Equestrian cooking for only the second time in my life.
"Looks like somepony's hungry!" chuckled Twilight.
"Sorry about that -- I haven't eaten in about eighteen hours, so yeah, I am kinda hungry," I replied.
"You think I should make a few more pancakes, Mike?" asked the little drake as he flipped the ones he was cooking onto a plate for me.
"Hmm, I suppose so, if that's not too much of a burden on you -- I know food isn't cheap and it definitely isn't free. If there's some way I can repay your kindness --"
"Oh, it's no trouble at all, Michael! To be honest, I'm thrilled you came to see me! There is so much I want to learn about you and your world -- do you like music?" asked the librarian.
"Just about all kinds, except for free-form jazz. I can't stand that genre," I replied flatly.
"What's free-form jazz?" asked Twilight.
"Trixie likes free-form jazz, Michael -- what is it about that type of music you don't like?" she asked.
"There doesn't seem to be any structure to it, no organized rhythm or melody -- that, and the fact that I generally don't care for it much. John Coltrane's music is about as close to free-form jazz as I can take, and even then it's only in small doses. Girl Group music, on the other hand, is one of my favorite genres," I explained.
"Trixie has never heard of such a genre," she offered quizzically. Twilight expressed a similar sentiment.
"Here's your pancakes, Mike," the dragon offered. "You want some syrup for them? Butter?"
"Syrup, yes, please. Butter, no thanks. Thanks again, Spike -- you too, Twilight," I replied warmly. I took a moment to savor the aroma of the pancakes before requesting a knife and fork, which were quickly brought to me courtesy of Twilight's telekinetic aura. I couldn't help but be transfixed by her magic skill, causing her to giggle. I cut squares into my cakes, then poured syrup on them and tucked in. A smile crossed my lips as the food was every bit as good as I had hoped it would be. "My compliments to the chef, excellent work,"
"Thanks, Mike," he replied, flipping the next set of pancakes over. We made some more small talk over breakfast, as I ate another three pancakes after finishing off the first three, my hunger being fully sated by this meal.
"Spike, I need you to take a letter for me," the librarian stated.
"Sure thing, Twi, go ahead," he responded, ink quill and parchment at the ready.
"Dear Princess Celestia, I have some interesting news for you -- a human visitor has made his way here and is currently staying with me. He has requested a meeting with you at your earliest convenience. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle," the librarian stated in a dull monotone. Spike finished writing and used his breath to send the missive. I wondered silently how long it would take for a response, but was taken quite by surprise by a blinding flash of white light and a pale golden POP as the Solar Princess made her arrival known. Trixie uttered something just barely above her breath as she tried to retreat to the main room of the library.
"Twilight, my faithful student! Ah, I see -- you are the human Twilight spoke of?" the Alicorn asked, addressing me directly with her gaze. She offered what appeared to be half a smile.
"Your Majesty, I am Michael Walker, and yes, you are correct, I am indeed the human of which your student spoke. It is my sincere hope that I can receive your blessing to remain here," I replied reverently, bowing deeply.
"How is it you managed to come here? You obviously are not from Equestria," she mused. Trixie crept back into the kitchen to watch, though she tried to keep as much distance between herself and the Alicorn, who gave the show-mare a small grin. "Trixie, you may observe this conversation if you wish -- you are not in trouble, though my student has informed me of some of your more egregious actions. She has also informed me you asked for her forgiveness and apologized for your actions. I was also informed your mind was under the control of an artifact, therefore I cannot hold you completely accountable for those actions. I merely ask that you not repeat such a mistake and hope you have learned a valuable lesson in the process."
"You have Trixie's word, your Highness," the show-mare offered with great sincerity, nearly prostrating herself before the Solar Princess, eliciting a warm smile.
"You may rise, Trixie. So, Michael? Would you care to enlighten me as to your origin?"
"Of course, your Majesty. I come from a planet of some seven billion or so humans, occupying over 200 separate sovereign states, each with its own form or system of governance. We humans speak over 6000 different languages and dialects, our skin color is almost every shade of pink, tan, brown, yellow, and red, though not as brilliant as some of the ponies I've seen. The country I come from is called the United States of America, a land of some 300 million or so. We speak English, primarily, but there are some who have come from other lands who maintain their own particular language and acquire English as a second language. I have encountered many people who are in the process of learning English and don't speak it very well and it can make my job somewhat frustrating when I'm trying to communicate with them certain needs," I explained.
"What sort of job do you have, or had, while you were on your home world?"
"I was a package courier -- I delivered packages which had been pre-ordered, then shipped overseas. My job was to deliver these items to their respective customers and obtain signatures for their release. I also was required to pick up for shipment those items which were being sent to other countries and process the waybills, which were used to track each package on their way to their respective destinations. I was allowed to drive a vehicle owned by the company I represented, but I was also required to wear the uniform of that company as well."
"So, you were something like a ... mailmare?" asked Twilight.
"Much the way a postman delivers mail, a package courier fills essentially the same role," I replied, offering a smile. "But unlike Derpy, my geographical knowledge of my area resulted in a very low misdelivery rate."
"Um, Michael, she may carry that name -- wait, you haven't met her! How do you know about her?"
"Well, it has something to do with a television show I had the pleasure of watching every once in awhile. Um, you know what television is, right?" I asked the librarian, who gave me another puzzled look. "Uh, you know what movies are?" She nodded her head. "Okay, television is similar to movies, except the screen is much smaller and the programming can be selected by changing the channel, which is the frequency of a particular station's transmitter. Television basically takes a signal which is sent by a station via its transmitter, which operates at a specific frequency, usually measured in megahertz, i.e., cycles per second. The signal is picked up by antenna and then the television decodes the signal and images are shown on a picture tube, which is the most important part of a television set. A couple of knobs are used to change the frequency, or channels, but if there aren't any stations whose signals are strong enough to be received by the antenna, the picture tube will only display a field of alternating black and white dots, sometimes referred to as snow," I explained.
"What about programming? You mentioned programming," Twilight mused as she scribbled on parchment.
"Yes, well, each television station could be affiliated with a particular network, or broadcasting company. The shows which appeared on each station could match what was set by those broadcasting companies, or a station could be an independent one, broadcasting whatever programming they desired, so long as it complied with regulations established by the Federal Communications Commission, a regulatory agency empowered by the government to impose certain standards --"
"Trixie grows bored of these tedious explanations," she muttered as she sauntered off into the main room again. The Solar Princess seemed to have a somewhat bored expression on her face, but Twilight was giving me this big goofy grin.
"I can't believe how smart he is!" the librarian exclaimed.
"You seem to be well-versed in a great many topics, Michael -- if you don't mind me changing the subject, is there a particular reason you're here?" asked the Alicorn.
"Ah, the sixty-four thousand dollar question. Last night before I laid down to sleep, I made a wish to wake up here in Equestria, laying next to Twilight -- forgive me, please -- as she is my favorite pony. It is my desire to, um, marry her, if that's not too much to ask, your Majesty," I stated, trepidation evident in my voice as it trembled a bit.
The Alicorn smiled warmly at me. "That is not my decision to make, Michael, however, I would ask Twilight her opinion on that matter. Such a decision is hers, though I feel it might interfere with her studies on the magic of friendship. If Twilight is willing to marry you, I have no objection, save that you allow yourself to be transformed into a pony for the sake of conformity with Equestrian law. I would ask you, Michael, if you have no objection to such a transformation."
I beamed a big smile. "Your Majesty, I would be honored, but before I decide on a permanent transformation, I would request such a transformation on a temporary or trial basis, so that I might acclimate to the loss of my hands. I would hope you might be willing to let me experience life as a unicorn mare for that trial period, though I think Twilight might want to have me as a stallion."
Celestia cocked her head toward me, giving me an odd glance. "Are you sure you would be interested in being a mare? You are a male, as I have discerned from your ... anatomy ... and your request baffles me somewhat."
"If I may be allowed to explain, your Majesty, this is not my first visit to Equestria -- I have visited a slightly different version of Equestria, where I occupied a copy of Twilight's body -- I --"
The Alicorn interrupted me, a look of shock on her face -- I didn't think I could do that to her. "You -- I find that difficult to believe, Michael. Please explain yourself."
"The hard part for me to believe was that that particular transformation was the result of an earlier wish I had made, your Majesty." This mention caused her to give me a wide-eyed stare. "Yeah, I know -- unbelievable. My human wife accompanied me on that visit, though she didn't seem too appreciative of being in Equestria."
"What? You're already married? Why -- why --" the librarian stammered almost angrily.
"Michael, if it is your desire to marry my faithful student, I implore you to divorce your wife," the Solar Princess stated quite firmly, fixing me with a stern gaze.
"I do not know if I'll be able to return to my home world to obtain a divorce decree, your Majesty," I stated with more than a little disappointment in my voice, hanging my head in shame.
"Hmm. Perhaps I might be able to bend the rules a little -- would you care to go into a little more detail about your previous visit? I am curious to know how it went," Celestia offered, softening her tone toward me.
"Wait, he told me he met me while in a copy of my body! He said we pulled a prank on Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash -- what else did you do? You met my BBBFF, right?" Twilight asked, causing the Alicorn to chuckle.
"There was a little more to it -- Pinkie gave me a taste of Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness cake -- and yeah, meeting your brother while in a copy of your body caused a bit of confusion -- he got mad at me for succeeding in leading him to believe I actually was you -- then after Princess Celestia sent me and my wife back home, she visited me later to inform me that Discord had abducted you. Apparently, another human had been transformed into a pony, but was being forced to share the body with the pony he'd been transformed into -- Rarity, in this case."
"Ah, you got to meet the God of Chaos! You survived, obviously -- how did you manage to defeat him?" asked Celestia, a big grin on her face. Apparently, she seemed to be impressed, as was Twilight, who now beamed an even bigger smile.
"He's full of surprises! I -- Michael, how did you do it?"
"Well, I had quite a bit of help from the Elements of Harmony -- but if you can believe this, I was able to accomplish something even more incredible than that. After defeating -- oh wait, you wanted to know how I did it. It turns out that Pinkie Pie had decided to throw me a party at Canterlot Castle, with me as the guest of honor. Princess Celestia teleported the human Rarity and myself to the castle and had me travel to Ponyville to assemble the Element bearers and bring them to the castle to formulate a strategy.
"My attempts to locate the bearers failed, so I teleported back to the castle empty-hooved. Princess Celestia then escorted me to the Royal Ballroom, where I was surprised by Pinkie Pie's party awaiting me -- but because I am terrified of large parties, I broke down and started crying, refusing to enter and mingle with the others. Ultimately, Twilight cajoled me to enter and at the very least, try to enjoy myself as best I could."
"What? You are -- terrified -- of parties?" asked a certain pink earth pony who popped into the kitchen from under the table. "But -- but -- Mikey! I have a special party planned just for you! You gotta come!"
"Oh, Pinkie, I wish I could, but -- I have some very bad memories of a certain birthday party held on my behalf when I was just four years old. It ended disastrously, with me crying my eyes out and running to my room, determined never to attend another party in my entire lifetime -- a commitment I have remained true to for the past 46 years, and one I don't intend to break, not even for you, Pinkie," I stated sadly.
"But -- how are we supposed to hold a wedding ceremony if you hate parties?" asked Pinkie, her mane starting to show signs of deflation. "I -- my -- I'm the Element of Laughter! You're -- you -- um, can't you make an exception?"
"Maybe you don't know about humans all that well, Pinkie -- if we set our minds to a certain objective, we can be of such singlemindedness of purpose that we will stop at nothing to accomplish that objective, barring excessive difficulty or insurmountable obstacle," I stated flatly. "Even then, human ingenuity can sometimes overcome the seemingly impossible. I know when I faced Nightmare Moon alone that all seemed lost," I added.
"You -- um, how?" asked Twilight, dumbfounded by my statement.
"Michael, it simply is not possible for you to have met her," Celestia stated flatly. "Clearly you are telling some very tall tales."
"Your Majesty, I state truth -- while I was in a copy of Twilight's body, I teleported the human Rarity with me to another universe, one where Nightmare Moon had succeeded in bringing eternal night-time to Equestria. I met up with Pinkie Pie in
"Michael! An experimental spell? Really?" Twilight asked, her grin nearly splitting her face. The Alicorn turned her gaze toward me, a smile on her face as well as she expressed a similar sentiment.
"Yeah, I called it 'shimmer.' By creating a portal to alternate universes by way of altering the electro-magnetic spectrum, I was able to summon multiple copies of myself, using my shimmering body as that portal. A side-effect of this spell was that the rift in the electro-magnetic spectrum caused my body to assume a state of ethereality as well as create audio-visual effects assiociated with creating such a portal. I allowed four copies of myself to use my body as that portal with each casting of that spell, though one of my copies assumed Twilight's elemental form, something I thought was rather interesting as her body appeared as living flame."
The librarian scribbled some notes down on parchment as a light-bulb went off over her head. Celestia frowned for a moment. "I would certainly hope you would use such a spell sparingly," she admonished.
"The reverse of the spell is called 'unshimmer,' which allows the copies to return to their specific universes when they are no longer needed. One other side-effect of casting this spell was that I lost my ability to use magic -- that, or perhaps I had exceeded my allotted time to remain in Twilight's body." I heard her audibly gasp when I mentioned this.
"As I had surmised, such a spell would probably carry a very steep price," the Alicorn mused. "Truthfully, Michael, I must admit to being quite impressed by your resourcefulness and creativity -- and if it is my blessing you wish to receive, consider it given. As for your desire to be transformed into a unicorn mare -- a most unusual request given your present gender -- I suspect you have an ulterior motive for such a desire?" she asked, flashing a mischievous grin.
"It is my desire to experience being on the receiving end of intimate physical pleasure than on the giving end, your Majesty," I grinned. "And I would like to experience those sensations firsthoof, if that's not too much to ask."
The Alicorn's grin widened. "I would be pleased to show you what sort of sensations you'd be able to experience as a unicorn mare -- is there a specific desire for your appearance?"
"Yes, your Majesty -- I would desire to be tall, slender, graceful -- a coat color of deepest purple, lots of hair for a mane, a relatively short tail, both to be of a two-tone light and pale blue -- and eyes of a deep aquamarine color," I stated. "I would also like to exude both cuteness and sexiness at the same time."
"Trixie would like to see what Michael looks like as a unicorn mare," the show-mare mused. She watched with keen interest as the Alicorn enveloped my body with her magic as the transformation started to occur. Twilight had initially thought such a request highly amusing, but as my arms lengthened and started turning a very deep purple, my legs shortening and becoming much more slender as well as that dark purple, her expression turned to one of wonderment. My hair turned two slightly different shades of blue and began cascading over my head, which seemed to change its shape somewhat. My human ears disappeared, only to be replaced by pony ears at the top of the sides of my head. A long horn began growing from the top of my forehead and my eyes grew much larger, the irises changing to a very lovely shade of aquamarine. I was reminded of Fluttershy's eye color when I gazed at my reflection after the transformation had completed, though the sensation of the transformation was quite pleasant. A few moments was all it took, but the change was quite impressive.
"Trixie likes the new you, Michael!" she grinned.
"In this form, I desire to be called 'Amethyst Shadow'," I stated confidently. "La, la, la, la, laaaa!" I sang, testing out my new female voice, then giggled a little. "Yep, I definitely like this!"
"Amethyst Shadow, huh? There's a pony named Amethyst Star who lives here in Ponyville," the lavender mare observed. "Where did you come up with that name? It sounds like you had already picked out a name for such an occasion."
"Very perceptive, Twi -- you are correct, though the circumstances regarding that name choice are a secret I am not allowed to divulge, for personal reasons," I replied flatly.
"Oooh! Hey, Ammy! I have to plan another party for you!" chirped the pink party pony as she popped in yet again, then disappeared.
"This is ridiculous -- is there anything Pinkie can't do?" I asked incredulously.
"How well do you know her, Amethyst?" Twilight giggled. "I gave up trying to figure her out --"
"Yeah, I know -- as if I hadn't accomplished the impossible, I know SHE can," I giggled.
"Trixie likes your new name, too!" she chirped. I saw her ogling me in my new form, which brought a sly smile to my lips.
"That's not the only thing about me you like either, is it, Trixie?" I asked, widening my grin a little. I decided to trot a little bit to get my pony legs back -- this new form had me a bit taller than I was last time around and it took me a few moments of trotting around to find my center of gravity and balance. "Hmm, not bad," I mused.
"Amethyst, please don't embarrass Trixie like that," the show-mare half-said, half-asked, giving me a pained look.
"My apologies, Trixie -- sometimes it's tempting for me to poke fun unnecessarily, but I couldn't resist -- you find my new body quite attractive -- well, so do I! I also like my new voice, and I might choose to sing one of my favorite songs to see my voice is as good as I think it might be," I offered warmly, eliciting a smile from the show-mare.
"Trixie hopes you would choose to marry her instead of Sparkle, Amethyst!" she grinned.
"Ugh! Please, Trixie, give me some time! Weren't you paying attention --" I began.
"Um, Amethyst, I'm not ready to get married just yet, but ... I appreciate your offer," Twilight stated warmly. "However, I would like for you to stay here so I can get to know you better, and I want you to explain more things to me about your home world! What you have already told me is utterly fascinating! I also have to admit, your technical explanations of the minutiae of certain subjects tells me that your intelligence nearly matches mine! And that shimmer spell! I had been toying with the idea of using the electro-magnetic spectrum to create a rift in the fabric of space-time, but you -- you were able to perform it!"
"In your body, no less, which is a testament to the level of magic you possess," I added, smiling broadly at her compliments. "Truthfully, Twilight, I have taken personality tests which indicate my personality very nearly matches yours -- so the two of us might be as close as peas in a pod. I would like to stay with you."
"Amethyst, I would like for you to accompany me to Canterlot," the Solar Princess stated warmly. "You possess a great deal of knowledge which could prove to be quite useful to us. By the way, have you made a decision on whether or not to remain in this form I have given you?"
"Your Majesty, I will need some more time to acclimate myself to this new form, but I will admit that I rather like it quite a lot. This is exactly what I was hoping you'd transform me into and I deeply appreciate this gift you have given me. I would like to express my appreciation in a fashion of your desire, whatever it may be. I would like to provide you with whatever service you wish of me," I stated reverently, bowing before the Alicorn.
"Trixie wants to know if she can accompany Amethyst as well," the show-mare requested as she bowed before the Solar Princess.
"Trixie, you just got here," I observed, a hint of exasperation in my voice. As I turned to look in her direction, the azure mare gave me a grin and licked her lips seductively, a gesture both mentor and student noticed immediately.
The Alicorn gave me another mischievous grin and, in a nearly failed attempt to stifle her giggles, she said, "I don't see why not." This almost non-chalant answer to Trixie's request caused me some degree of consternation and the Princess to lose the battle against stifling her giggles. "Amethyst, you shouldn't take yourself so seriously."
"You promised Trixie you would do her, Amethyst!" the show-mare giggled. "After all, you did Twilight, so it's my turn now!"
The Alicorn turned toward me and shot me the dirtiest look I'd ever seen, causing me to freeze up, an expression of deep shock and surprise on my face. "Amethyst, please explain yourself."
The librarian came to my aid at this point. "Princess, I asked him to, while he was still in his human body -- if you were to experience how skillful he is with his hands, I think you might be willing to let him pleasure you the same way he did ME! It felt ... so good! Please, Princess, don't be too angry with him -- he let me know I could stop him any time I wanted to ... ooooooh, just thinking about it makes me feel all tingly inside!" she cooed loudly.
"Perhaps I was a little hasty in transforming you, Michael -- I would like to experience what you did with my student -- and depending on how well you perform, I may actually reward you well," she stated warmly, her smile returning once again. She enveloped me in her aura again, returning me to my previous human state, the reverse transformation taking just a few seconds, causing me some discomfort.
"I guess I have no choice in this matter. Your Majesty, I apologize for taking advantage of your student like that."
"Just come over here and do for me the same as you did with my student, Michael," she commanded.
I walked the few steps to stand beside her and reached behind her left ear with my right hand and began scratching her head, her mane seeming to move aside to allow me to scratch behind her ears. A smile crept on her lips as my touch seemed to be having an immediate effect on her. The sensation of her pearlescent coat of hair impressed me as I made my way down her neck to her withers, still scratching and digging my nails in deeply to stimulate her skin. She moaned deeply in pleasure as my touch worked its magic on her.
"Ooooh, Michael! I wish Twilight had told me about this earlier! What else did you do?" she asked, her smile widening. I responded by working my fingers in circles, rubbing into the muscles just forward of her withers, then slowly along her back, along the sides of her body, eliciting deeper moans from the Alicorn. "Ah, Michael, is there more? What else did you do?" she asked, her voice having now become quite breathy as my touching had aroused her further. I answered that question by running my hands up and down her hindquarters, rubbing circles on her flanks and tracing the large sun-shaped cutie marks on both sides.
"Mmmmh, you did more than that, didn't you?" she asked. Although I couldn't see her face, I could tell she must have been grinning broadly when she asked that question. My response was to run my hands up and down her hind legs, working circles into the slender muscles of her cannons, lightly caressing her hind hooves after she had told me to remove her hoofguards. "Oooh, Michael!" she cooed as I ran my fingers over her teats, tweaking the nipples a little to gauge her reaction. I ran my right hand along the fleshy folds of her pussy, feeling just how wet she was.
"Oooh, you're a naughty filly, aren't you, Celestia!" I giggled as I slid three fingers into her sopping wet sex, eliciting a very deep and breathy moan from the Alicorn.
"YES! I've been a naughty filly! Rut me, Michael! Rut me like the filthy naughty filly I am!" she exclaimed loudly.
The librarian and the show-mare watched in amazement as I reduced the Alicorn to a quivering mass of nerve endings -- my manhood was once again fully erect and rock hard, and the Princess' stature meant I didn't have to bend my knees to slide it effortlessly into her dripping wet snatch.
"OOOOOH! YESSS!" she hissed through clenched teeth as I hilted inside her, thrusting back and forth to try to push her to a powerful orgasm. Her body tensed up quickly in eager anticipation of the building tsunami of pleasure and she began rocking her hips back and forth against me to intensify the sensation I was bringing her. "Oooh, Michael! Go faster! Go faster! Harder! Fuck me harder!" she cooed. I turned my gaze to the two unicorns, who had decided to forego any pretense of modesty and were busy licking each other's marehood, moaning and cooing in pleasure at the sensation each was giving the other. This sight seemed to push me onward, my urge beginning to build like an avalanche. Celestia noticed this as well and giggled at the sight.
"Unh! Unh! Ooh, ssshit! Unh!" I grunted as I sped up my thrusting, bucking against her as hard and as fast as I dared -- I was getting close, but I wanted to push her over the edge first. I didn't have to wait long as her body tensed up very stiffly. She then let loose the longest and deepest moan I have ever heard, something that was so erotic it caused me to climax with her simultaneously. "OOOOHH, SSSSSHHIIIITT! CUMMMMING!" I shouted.
"OOOOOHH, FFFFFUCCKK! AAAAAHHH! YESSSS!" the Alicorn moaned as she surrendered herself to the tsunami of pleasure, riding it long and hard, her body shaking and shuddering with her climax before she relaxed, luxuriating in the afterglow of her orgasm. "Ah, Michael! As I promised, you shall be rewarded."
"Trixie wants a turn with him as well, your Highness," the show-mare pleaded. Before the words had even left her mouth, I was once again enveloped in the Alicorn's magic aura and transformed back into Amethyst Shadow. Trixie expressed a degree of disappointment at that, but her expression changed when I licked my lips at her and grinned, pointing my right fore-hoof at her.
"That's not the only reward I'm giving you, Amethyst," the Alicorn stated warmly, smiling broadly at me. "There is another gift I would like to give you," she added, teleporting a rather unusual amulet to me. "This amulet will increase your magic power -- normally, I am reluctant to provide these to unicorns, as their power is usually sufficient for their needs -- but you are a special case, Amethyst, and it is my desire to see you rewarded for your performance."
I took a moment to analyze the amulet -- it was a triangular metal object which seemed to be made of gold. It was highlighted with white accents and had a deep blue diamond adorning the center of it. It was to be worn as an inverted triangle, which appeared to have a unicorn's head atop the center and wings flaring out from the upper corners.
"An Alicorn Amulet? Your Majesty, I am not worthy of such a talisman," I stated reverently.
"You have earned it, Amethyst -- consider it a gift of friendship --"
"Trixie would like one of those as well, your Highness," the show-mare offered reverently.
"I would like to know what you have done which would merit such a gift," the Alicorn half-said, half-asked, giving the azure mare a stern look, causing her to shrink back a little.
"Um, well, uh ... Trixie ... Uh, I, uhh..." she stuttered, trying to come up with something she had done which was worthy of the Solar Princess' respect. Unfortunately, she couldn't think of anything at the moment.
"That's what I thought -- as I stated earlier, a talisman of this sort is a very rare gift, only for those I deem worthy. Twilight has informed me of your previous actions -- including those when you were in possession of a similar artifact -- and other than apologize for your mistakes, you have done little to earn my favor."
"Begging your pardon, your Majesty, but would it be too much to ask her to accompany us to your Castle?" I asked.
"To be honest, Amethyst, I'm not sure if I can allow that," she replied flatly. The show-mare gave her a pleading look, tears beginning to well up in her eyes.
"Please, your Highness, Trixie promises she will behave herself! Trixie promises to be a good pony!"
"How about if I accept her as my responsibility? If she steps out of line, I will accept responsibility --"
"That is an extremely noble gesture on your part, Amethyst, however I cannot honor your request. Trixie must prove her worthiness in the eyes of my student before she is welcome in my Castle."
"Your Majesty, I request that I be allowed to remain here with Twilight and Trixie," I stated reverently and bowed before the Alicorn yet again.
"I'm afraid I cannot honor that request either, Amethyst. You have very important information and I have need of your services at my Castle. Twilight, please keep an eye on Trixie and let me know if she misbehaves again."
"Begging your pardon, your Majesty, but I would request I be allowed to visit Trixie perhaps once a week," I half-asked, half-said. I saw Trixie smile at my request.
"I believe I can honor that specific request, Amethyst. Let us be off," the Alicorn stated flatly as she wrapped her left wing around me and teleported the both of us to her bedchamber.
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