Iota had been feeling quite the pressure the past few hours. Being the youngest out of a family of six hidden cameras meant having a lot to live up to, especially when all the others had already done their jobs. He couldn’t help thinking that they were waiting on him now, as much as he knew it probably wasn’t so.

However, the thought of a more pressing matter wormed its way into Iota’s mind: he wasn’t just the youngest camera, he was the last one - the grand finale. The remaining pony would unknowingly make some sort of concluding performance for whoever put Iota in her bathroom. Of course, there would be more shows to come, but Iota felt like what he was going to see sooner or later definitely needed to be better than everything the other cameras had witnessed. The fact that he couldn’t move was the only thing stopping him from shaking in fear at the very idea of his “employer” being disappointed and shutting him off in the blink of an eye.

Determined to not let the potential consequences get the best of him, Iota’s mind shifted towards his current surroundings. He was in the mare’s bathroom, and yet there was a bookshelf sitting against the wooden wall, momentarily taking him away from that fact. Iota wondered if that was a bit excessive or not.

Then again, perhaps enjoying books while on the toilet was appropriate for a pony as well read as Twilight Sparkle.

The camera’s eye was suddenly filled with a flash of blinding light. Iota tried to remain calm, but his electronic pulse began to race. It was her - it had to be, or else in a split second he would be obliterated in an explosion of some sort. One moment later, the brightness vanished as quickly as it came, and Iota was pleasantly surprised at what he now saw.

A certain pony’s pair of hindquarters now stood almost directly in front of the toilet. The dock of her dark violet tail, which carried a long pink streak in its length, was raised more than enough to give Iota a good view of her light purple rear and slit. He noticed that her buttcheeks appeared to be a bit smaller than the rumps his older brothers had seen. Was it the way the camera was placed in the bowl, perhaps at a different angle than he thought he was positioned at?

Iota couldn’t tell. Everything happened so fast. All he knew was that Twilight Sparkle was desperate, absolutely desperate, enough so that she had actually teleported into her own bathroom rather than walked through the door. With no time to lose the urgent librarian hurriedly lowered her cheeks-

“AHH!” Iota heard an abrupt, frightened yelp as his vision was filled with purple, as if two full moons had fallen out of the sky and crashed into the ocean. Twilight’s butt was, all of a sudden, so close to the camera that all he could only see one of her cheeks. There was barely any room for detail, and way too little distance between them for comfort. For an instant, Iota thought he was going to be crushed.

To the camera's relief, fortunately, her trembling rear began to pull back. Twilight gradually lifted herself up from the bowl with the center of her buttcheeks now dripping with toilet water, along with something else. The tiny streams of urine that clung to the area near her vaginal lips told Iota that even if it was for only a moment, she had lost control over her bladder. However apparent, Twilight’s pee still wasn't as easily noticeable as the head of what looked like a thick, brown nugget sticking out of the very center of her hole. Iota saw that the rim of her anus was attempting to enclose the piece of waste, as if her sphincter wanted to pull it back. In fact, Twilight seemed like she was trying to prevent herself from letting anything else out, tightly squeezing her thighs together, punctuating her heavy breathing with little grunts as she continued to move her buttocks out of the toilet.

It just didn’t make sense to the camera. Wouldn’t it be more convenient for Twilight to let it all go now, while she was already over the toilet? And how did even she fall in to begin with? In search of answers, Iota surveyed the porcelain rim around the boundaries of his vision. There was something off about the way it looked - the camera had never seen a toilet seat so abnormally thin and unable to accommodate an average pony’s rear.

“Twilight?”

The muffled voice of what sounded like a young boy interrupted Iota’s thoughts. As the camera picked up the sound of approaching footsteps, he quickly remembered that the unicorn was living with another, one who wasn’t even a pony. Iota thanked his lucky stars that it was Twilight who needed to use the toilet and not the little dragon. The voice called out again, much louder this time.

“Hey, Twilight, you alright? I heard something!”

Twilight had been resting her buttcheeks on the rim of the bowl, the lump of excrement still poking out her anus, when Iota heard the door burst open. The dragon’s footsteps screeched to a halt and a few seconds passed in total silence.

“Oh no, the seat, I completely forgot, I’m sorry- hahaha-” Spike began to apologize before bursting into laughter. Immediately, Twilight’s nugget withdrew back into her rectum and she jumped into a standing position, clenching her buttocks which concealed her closing anus. The camera noticed two pink six-pointed stars on the sides of the unicorn’s cheeks as she gave a frustrated huff.

“For the millionth time, Spike, you have to put it down...” Twilight Sparkle groaned, a mix of anger and embarrassment in her voice.

“Haha, Twi, I’m so sorry, aw geez, out of all the times I could’ve forgotten-”

“It’s not completely your fault,” the unicorn interjected, “I would’ve double checked if I wasn’t- ah… oh, oh, oh…”

With a desperate sounding whine, Twilight squeezed her thighs and buttocks harder as her hindquarters started hopping in place. Iota noticed a faint, pinkish light now glowing at the top of his vision, and he realized at once that she was moving the porcelain seat with her magic. However, it was clearly chipping away at what little control she had over her waste - the more vibrant the unicorn’s aura grew, the more frantic her motions became. Twilight’s cheeks were bouncing up and down, defining their round and jiggly form and distracting the camera from the very tip of the toilet seat that came into view.

The seat flew down, faster than gravity could take it, and hit the rim of the bowl with a loud, sharp clunk that made Iota wince a little. Instantly the glow surrounding the thick porcelain ring faded while the unicorn’s buttocks parted, revealing her anus and vaginal lips that were now twitching with anticipation. The camera watched eagerly as Twilight finally slammed her slightly wet buttocks onto the toilet without any more problems.

“Hahhh…” Twilight Sparkle exhaled loudly as her lips opened, and a powerful stream of urine began shooting out from between her folds. The sound of notably heavy splashing echoed throughout the toilet bowl, and Iota even saw a few drops flying upwards every now and then. Perhaps feeling the little trails of yellow liquid that started trickle on the inner sides of her buttocks, Twilight shifted her cheeks a little, adjusting them so they were more spread out. The mare gave a much softer sigh as she continued peeing, and her anus puckered, emitting a soft, long hiss.

“Okay… well, that takes care of that,” Spike said, breaking what was beginning to feel like an awkward silence. “I’ll leave you to it, I suppose?”

“Actually, Spike- nnf…” Twilight replied, “Take a letter.” She let out a grunt as her already forceful stream lightly increased in volume. At the very center of the unicorn’s anus, Iota saw that the brown nugget she was holding back was returning into view.

However, it took the camera quite a few seconds to process her words. Iota was completely stunned - he had been expecting Twilight to politely request the dragon to give her some privacy, or scold him about the seat a little more, but this? What she asking of Spike now was almost the exact opposite.

“Hey,” the little dragon began, “I don’t need to write to Princess Celestia about me leaving the se-”

“It’s not that, Spike! It’s just mmm- my usual lesson report stuff. I’d like to get the words down while they’re still fresh in my mind, that’s all.” Twilight’s hole opened wide enough for the nugget to push forward. As the mass slid out more and more, Iota realized that it wasn’t a nugget, but the head of a log that stretched the rim of the unicorn’s anus. Within moments, Twilight’s first turd made its way past an inch in length.

“That important, huh?” Spike’s footsteps started up, and Iota heard him walking across the bathroom. “Alright then,” he chuckled over the sound of a drawer being opened. “Crud. Ummm… Twilight, bad news, emergency stash is out. No parchment, no quills, no ink, nothing…”

“Oh? The emergency emergency stash is in the- nnngh- medicine cabinet behind the mirror. You can reach it, right?” Twilight asked.

“Yep!”

The sound of Spike opening the cabinet rang out as Iota saw Twilight’s log slow to a halt about three inches out of her hole. The mare’s turd remained where it was, neither extending nor contracting, allowing the camera to notice its smooth, healthy surface. That wasn’t exactly what was on his mind at the moment, however.

Iota still had trouble taking in the fact that Spike was perfectly okay with being in the bathroom while his unicorn friend was using it, and the fact that Twilight herself didn’t seem to mind was even more unbelievable. To make things stranger, the conversation the two were sharing lacked any tone of embarrassment whatsoever. It was almost surreal how casual they sounded.

The camera wondered if this scenario happened many, many times before.

“Okay, Spike, you ready?”

“Uh huh. Shoot,” the dragon replied over a very light tap, his quill likely touching his piece of parchment.

“Mmph- dear Princess Celesti- ahhh…”

Twilight’s turd slowly resumed its course from her anus. The thick mass made a long crackling noise as it moved downward, the combined sight and sound reminiscent of a train leaving its station. Iota heard the unicorn groan as her log began to speed up, quickly reaching over half a foot.

“Ohhh… A-attached to this letter is the… mmm…” Twilight purred, her turd practically pouring out of her now, its head moving past the camera’s vision, “is the- ooh- product of my research on Starswirl the Bearded’s very first- ah! …spellbook…” Iota heard Twilight’s log dip into the water with a soft plop, and yet it was still extending. It wasn’t just a log - it was a python that was slithering out of the once desperate mare’s sphincter and most likely curling around the bowl. And to think, it wasn’t the only piece of waste that had caused Twilight’s immense urgency to the point where she had fallen into the toilet while the seat was up. The camera wondered how she was able to even talk while feeling such relief.

“However, I’m not too… oh, oh, ohhhh… proud on how I put it together- unngh… ahhhh…” Twilight Sparkle moaned, perhaps from her turd suddenly speeding up even more and her hole shrinking to accommodate her poop’s decreasing thickness. Iota watched her buttocks tremble as the tail of her excrement noisily slipped out of her open anus, and he heard it fall into the water below.

With another sigh, Twilight shifted her cheeks on the toilet again, which brought attention to the fact that urine was still spilling from her lips after all this time. Iota noticed that her stream was starting to die down, her bladder perhaps emptying the last of its urine. Knowing that her urination was coming to a close, the camera focused his vision back onto Twilight’s anus. The rim had become slightly messy, lined with a fresh brown ring of her excrement. It puckered and stretched open by the tiniest bit just to reveal… empty space.

“Nnngh… You see, for the past… ah… few days,” Twilight gasped as her little hole protruded, “I kept pushing and- mmmph… straining myself to do only… unnggh… one thing as if i-it was my only function…”

As Twilight’s smudged anus widened just enough for Iota to see another dark brown head within, her stream of urine dwindled to a mere trickle. With only a drop occasionally falling from the unicorn’s lips, the lack of continuous splashing allowed the camera to finally hear the faint sounds of Spike furiously scribbling on his piece of parchment.

“Uhngh… I was feeling that- ah… I couldn’t do anything else until I fff… finished my duty…”

“Pfft… duty...” the dragon chuckled.

“Oh ha ha, very funny, Spike,” Twilight said with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“Thank you, I’ll be here all week-”

“Moving on…” Twilight continued, ignoring Spike’s words. With a grunt, her second turd began to poke out of her anus, looking thicker than her previous. The log was well compacted, barely sliding past the rim of her sphincter which fluctuated a little in size due to its lumpy surface. It wasn’t even at half an inch, and already Iota knew that she would have a lot more trouble this time.

“Hold on a second- UHhnngh… Mmph...”

“Take your time,” the dragon replied casually.

“Ah… thanks, Spike…”

She was panting now, and Iota could hear a growing fatigue clear in her voice. Every protrusion her anus made was accompanied by an increasingly loud grunt. As much as she pushed, her excrement simply refused to extend anymore. However, Iota noticed that Twilight’s anus was starting to shrink, closing in on the last bits of her solid waste.

“Gah…!” the unicorn let out a sharp breath as her lump fell with a loud plop. There was nothing else to be seen within her shrinking sphincter, confirming that she had pushed out a mere nugget. Iota, having expected her second piece to be much longer, felt a hint of disappointment before realizing that it was probably for the best given her current exhaustion. Twilight was far from done with her bowel movement and she was more than aware, but it was obvious that she needed a moment’s rest.

“Hahh… okay. I was putting a lot- haaa- more pressure on myself… than I … usually did,” Twilight gasped between deep breaths, which filled the air for several seconds as she took the time to recover. When she spoke again she had a renewed energy in her voice as her anus resumed poking out. “And today, I learned just how tense and- ohhh! HmmnnNNGGH-”

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Instead of opening wide enough for another turd to make its way out, Twilight’s anus merely puckered, suddenly letting out a long, loud burst of flatulence. The camera barely heard her cry out in surprise as her butt shifted back and forth a little, perhaps trying to stop the sound, but her movements seemed to only make the noise alternate between crackling and hissing. After a few moments, to the unicorn’s certain gratefulness, the sound of her fart began to fade, and her hole became silent. A faint pink glow slowly formed in her buttcheeks.

“Ughh... how tense and embarrassing that could turn out…” Twilight groaned. The silence that followed only lasted a few seconds before it was broken by the sound of the little dragon’s laughter. “Spike, try not to laugh, it messes with my- nngh- concentration,” she pleaded, squeezing her thighs together.

Fortunately, however, Twilight seemed to be having much less difficulty with her second log. Her anus opened fairly easily and the new turd’s brown head stuck out, lingering for a few moments before starting to extend, pushing against her rim in the process. Twilight’s stained hole protruded more than it usually did, perhaps due to the fact that her waste was speeding up. More and more of her log came into view, and Iota could practically count its lumps. Its texture was almost the same as her previous nugget.

“Mmph… I’m more than relieved… to report that- ohhh- I’ve learned an important less… ahh...” Twilight Sparkle cried out softly just as the turd made it past four inches, its head moving out of the camera’s sight. Iota, astounded at the long, compact piece that had yet to fall from her hole, focused on the section of the mass currently sliding out of her anus. To his surprise, its bumpy exterior was transitioning to a smoothness almost like that of the unicorn’s first log, but much wider. Twilight obviously felt the change in surface, judging by the way she trembled and moaned, “Important... lesson- oh, ooOOoohhh…”

The new part of the log didn’t look like it would be able to support its lower half, however, and soon enough, a large portion of the turd broke off and fell into the toilet. Iota heard another heavy splash, and he watched as the now smooth log picked up even more speed. It quickly descended, undoubtedly giving Twilight another surge in relief. While Iota watched the mare’s thighs press together a second time, he heard her attempting to stifle another relaxed moan.

“Mmm… ah- aahhh…”

The alleviating feeling coursing through her entire body must have been nothing short of bliss. Every second that went by was at least another inch pushed forward by Twilight’s log, heightening her pleasure as well as the camera’s amazement. Iota was in total awe. Just minutes ago, Twilight Sparkle’s body had been holding what was at least two thick, long turds within her rear. The camera could only imagine how wonderful it felt squeezing them out into her own toilet.

In a single moment the head of the mass extended past the camera, and in another moment Iota heard it dip into the water. He had expected the turd to continue, curling around the bowl like its brother, but the log met its end seemingly all too soon. The slightly rounded tail dropped out of her hole and hit the water with a splash noticeably softer than the previous.

Twilight Sparkle gasped softly as her dirty anus retreated, shrinking to half its diameter. Her buttocks briefly rocked from side to side on the seat while her sphincter twitched rhythmically, relaxing after being forcibly expanded by such a wide turd. However, Iota realized that the sensation would only be temporary - the head of a third log could be seen just a few inches deep in her rectum, and already it was worming its way out.

“It’s important to give yourself occasional release,” Twilight continued before grunting, and she shuddered while the camera saw her anus stretch open once again by the new mass, “from… nngh… something you’ve been doing for quite a long time, no matter how… errrgh...”

The head of the unicorn’s log surpassed her protruding rim and Iota noticed that its surface looked almost as compact as her second one. Thankfully its body wasn’t as thick, but the camera knew that it would still take more effort to squeeze out than before. An inch of her waste crawled out before slowing to a halt. With another grunt from Twilight, her anus pushed forward and resumed her turd’s movement.

“No matter how… pressing it might be...” The mare’s buttcheeks trembled even more as the turd extended past half a foot. Iota heard Twilight grunt again as she shifted her buttocks slightly, causing her log to swing from the rim of her anus. Slowly but surely it was losing its grip, bound to fall out of her at any second-

“Come on… almost… there...” Twilight muttered before suddenly falling silent, and Iota saw the short but thick tail of her waste drop from her anus. Her smudged hole remained open for a moment as the last piece of excrement fell out of the camera’s view. Immediately, a final splash rang out through the bowl, and Twilight let out a loud, relaxed sigh as her anus began to shrink.

“Haaaahhh… your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle…” the unicorn said, concluding her letter. “Ohhhhhh, that feels so much better...” she whispered.

“Sure sounds like it!” Spike replied, sounding rather amused, “Geez, you had to go bad, didn’t you?”

“Mm-hmm!” Twilight hummed in confirmation. Iota heard a slightly heavy clunk as her cheeks shifted again, the sound and movement indicating that the unicorn was now leaning against the tank of her toilet. Of course, after putting up with such urgency followed by intense relief, it didn’t surprise him. However, with the noises of Twilight’s defecation no longer ringing throughout the bowl, Iota noticed that the faint scribbling was still there.

“Mmmff… I’m done, Spike…” Twilight Sparkle purred.

“I know, I know,” the dragon acknowledged, “Just a little more, and… there we go! All done!” he declared as the scribbling went through a slight crescendo before stopping completely. “Hey, did you say that you wanted to put something onto this letter? The Starswirl report thing you mentioned at the beginning?” Spike asked.

“Yep!” Twilight said over the sound of something suddenly rustling, “I was just going to tell you to fetch it for me. It should be on my desk.”

As Iota heard the ripping of what was undoubtedly toilet paper, Spike started to walk away, his footsteps decreasing in volume by the tiniest bit.

“Alright, I’ll head upstairs and… wait…” The sound of footsteps stopped, and sniffing noises took its place. “Whew, that reeks, Twilight!” Spike yelled, a touch of repulsion in his voice.

Twilight had shifted her weight to the front of her seat when her body completely froze. Immediately, the pinkish hue from minutes earlier returned to her buttcheeks.

“D-does it smell that bad?” the embarrassed unicorn stuttered.

“Worse than the breath of a timberwolf! Ugh, Twilight, what did you ea-” Spike paused, and a moment later he resumed speaking, sounding awfully like he was pinching his nose, “Didn’t you… didn’t you ask me to get you a bunch of apples from Sweet Apple Acres?!” the dragon asked while Iota saw Twilight’s folded piece of toilet paper float towards her rear.

Twilight groaned apologetically, her cheeks shifting forwards. The unicorn’s dirty anus twitched as her glowing bathroom tissue touched its rim, and Iota watched it press firmly against the surface. As her toilet paper rubbed Twilight’s hole, moving around in tiny circles, the camera could have sworn that she was starting to sway ever so slowly.

“Ohh, I know, Spike,” the unicorn quickly explained while she wiped, “but I found myself getting hungry at way past three in the morning, and- ah- I had already eaten the apples, but then- mmm- I found out from Owlicious that the Hay Burger is actually open- nnf- twenty four seven and I couldn’t think of anything else so I got him to-”

“Wait,” Spike interrupted, “You were up past THREE?”

“Or was it four? I’m not sure.”

“Tell me you at least went to sleep, Twilight…”

“Sleep? I, uhh…” the unicorn stuttered. Her piece of bathroom tissue stopped brushing against her hole and pulled away rather sheepishly. Slowly it turned to the camera, revealing a thick smudge of excrement on its soft surface. “Well, I can sleep all I want after this, can’t I?” she spoke as the toilet paper folded again and returned between her cheeks. Iota noticed that the rim of her hole now looked much cleaner than it did just seconds ago, but Twilight remained seated as she kept the tissue floating in her magic. She had just gotten started.

“How... how long have you been up?” Spike asked with a growing concern in his voice, which has lost its nasal tone.

“About thirty something hours, I don’t know…” Twilight responded wearily, leaning forward to the point where Iota could almost see her back. She was wiping herself in faster, wider circles now, her tissue noticeably deeper in her rectum and visibly stretching her rim. The mare let out a rather deep yawn, and the camera saw that she was practically teetering on the edge of the seat. In fact, the piece of toilet paper started to lose its strength and glow. Within moments, Twilight’s bathroom tissue popped out of her anus and fell past the camera, no longer carrying any of the unicorn’s aura.

“Well no wonder you needed to-” Spike muttered, before suddenly shouting, “whoa, careful- TWILIGHT!”

The camera heard quick, approaching footsteps just as Twilight’s buttocks suddenly shifted, sliding off the toilet seat. The unicorn began to topple out of his view, making Iota panic, as she was going to fall and injure herself - but she abruptly halted with her cheeks barely touching the porcelain rim. Her stillness enabled Iota to see even more of her back, along with her head, which sported a slightly messy mane that was the same color as her tail.

As relieved as Iota was, why did the unicorn stop so suddenly?

“Gotcha! Phew, that was close, eh Twilight? … Twilight, wake up!”

“Wha- what? What happened?” the unicorn blurted out.

“You just suddenly went to sleep and… and you almost fell!”

“I… I did?” Twilight spoke in disbelief as she scooted backwards onto the toilet. Her buttocks soon reclaimed the majority of Iota’s vision, and the camera heard her say, “T-thank Celestia you were here to catch me, Spike…”

The dragon gave a sigh in relief. “Twilight, please, promise me you won’t put yourself through something like this again.”

The unicorn’s cheeks became absolutely still, more so than when she had been embarrassed by the stench of her bowel movement. Seconds passed, and Iota knew she was taking in Spike’s words - however, the camera himself was doing the same. The seemingly juvenile young dragon who had snickered at Twilight’s bout of flatulence was now clearly worrying about her, caring for her like a younger sibling would.

“Spike…” Twilight said softly, “don’t worry, I’m not going to do that again anytime soon, I promise.”

At that very instant, some sort of warmth - different than the excitement Iota had from watching the unicorn relieve herself, yet intense all the same - began to swell within the camera’s core. The sensation was only accentuated when Iota heard a few light pats, and he knew at once that the two were undoubtedly in an embrace. Many, many seconds passed by in complete silence, save for the barely audible sounds of Twilight and Spike breathing almost in unison.

Much to Iota’s slight dismay, however, the moment was interrupted by more sniffing noises.

“And speaking of promises,” Spike said, “well, about those hay burgers…”

“Now that’s something I can’t guarantee,” Twilight laughed, “they’re just so goooood!” she added with a playful, whining tone in her voice. The camera heard Spike chuckle at her words as his footsteps started up again.

“I’m gonna go and send the letter on its way now,” the dragon announced, his voice growing faint. ”I better step out of the room- I don’t wanna start a house fire.”

“Oh hush,” Twilight chuckled as Spike’s footsteps faded completely. Her buttocks shifted a little as the unicorn leaned forward, much more cautiously than last time, and there was another sound of ripping toilet paper. Confused, Iota examined Twilight’s anus, which now looked completely clean after all that excessive wiping, before noticing that her vagina was still stained with urine. A second glowing piece of bathroom tissue, a few squares worth, flew past the dock of her tail and, sure enough, landed on her lips. The camera heard Twilight let out a hum of satisfaction as her toilet paper slowly dragged between her folds.

The unicorn sighed as her final piece of toilet paper lost its aura, dropping past the camera and into the bowl. “Whew. Now I have all of this behind me… literally!” Twilight giggled as her buttocks lifted off the toilet seat, her cheeks closing and hiding her now spotless private bits. Likely enjoying its freedom from being squished against porcelain, the unicorn’s round purple rear swayed a little back and forth as it moved out of Iota’s vision.

A set of hoofsteps later, however, Twilight’s head rose up into the camera’s view, staring directly into the bowl. Immediately her face began to sport a redder, deeper blush as her violet eyes, looking tired but still retaining their charm, widened in surprise. “Did I really… all that…” Twilight Sparkle muttered, turning her head to the side a little as if looking behind her, “… out my butt? I… ohhhh,” she groaned, blushing even deeper as her horn lit up with magic aura, “let’s see if… I hope it can go down…”

The light clunk of a flush handle rang out, preceding a waterfall that began to crash against the interior of the bowl and on the camera himself. With his sight now blurry and somewhat yellow, barely able to see the mare’s face, Iota took a moment to reflect on what he had seen and heard during the past few minutes. The bowel movement Twilight Sparkle just experienced had been a desperate and very relieving one, with the feeling clear in almost each word she had spoken. Now that Iota was thinking about it, even Spike had unknowingly contributed to the show, as the camera realized that the unicorn would have been a little less talkative had the dragon not been present.

Through the rushing water, Iota could still see that Twilight had not left his view. Undoubtedly, she was concerned about her waste clogging the toilet, and for good reason: it was just so big, and the camera was more than aware - he had witnessed every inch of it sliding out of her, after all. Seconds later, fortunately, the whirlpool began to settle down, losing its urine induced color as it descended. By the time the water fully left Iota’s view, Twilight was closing her eyes in relaxation.

When she opened them again, the unicorn suddenly grimaced and muttered, “Ick, I should probably get this cleaned before I forget…”

Upon those words, Iota knew that there must have been some telltale smudges near the bottom of the toilet, way below his view. Twilight’s horn began to glow again, prompting the camera to look behind her, expecting a toilet brush or something to float into view. However, a pink, vertical line suddenly appeared on the upper side of the bowl, quickly moving across the porcelain surface and out of view. Iota noted that the area that the line had passed looked noticeably whiter than before, realizing that the unicorn was cleaning the toilet with her magic.

Seconds passed and the line reappeared, brighter and wider this time, as it was crossing Iota’s side of the bowl - crossing Iota himself. A sudden thought caused the camera’s pulse to race, terror starting to overtake him. Would he be wiped away like the stains in Twilight’s toilet? No, he had just been sprayed with what seemed like a gallon of water just moments ago, and besides, it wasn’t like he was going to be seen. Iota had nearly forgotten that he and his older brothers had been enchanted, making them invisible.

Unfortunately, the camera’s concern was only replaced by another: the magic line halting right in the middle of his eye. Iota watched it wobble and curve, as if carefully feeling out the surface of the bowl.

“Hmmm,” Twilight noted, “something’s stuck. I don’t know what, but it’s almost like a really flat bump… there it is!”

Without warning, the line wrapped around the boundaries of Iota’s vision, circling him quickly. It was as if a snake was coiling around him in a deadly grip. The camera’s horror increased tenfold, but it was nothing compared to what he saw through the glowing ring.

If Iota was able to scream, he would have done so right there and then. Twilight Sparkle’s head was nearly sticking into the bowl, staring directly at him like a hawk. The mare’s eyes were narrowed in curiosity, but to the camera it felt more like a furious glare. Her horn glowed brighter than ever, enough to make the unicorn and her surroundings tremble due to the sheer power it was generating. Iota braced himself for whatever horrifying fate awaited him.

However, the camera never expected to hear a large pop as his world tumbled wildly. Iota stopped spinning after a few seconds, and he was surprised to see that his vision was zoomed in. Even though he could no longer see the rim of the toilet, the camera now had a better view of the bathroom, and he could count the books on the nearby bookshelf if not for the current moment. Twilight, with her horn less bright than a moment ago, seemed to slowly bob up and down as she spoke.

“Feels almost like a stubborn adhesive spell…”

The remnants of the camera’s sense of security vanished instantly. Now detached from the toilet bowl, Iota was being levitated by the unicorn, and he was floating closer and closer to her. Completely at mercy of Twilight’s magic, he had never been more terrified in his life until another thought crossed the camera’s mind - his troubles had just begun. The camera was just a ring of light to her, but he knew that would change momentarily. Whatever the mare was doing now was nothing compared to what she would do once she found out what Iota was.

Almost as if she had read his mind, Twilight squinted in concentration as the aura surrounding her horn intensified in brightness. She was removing his invisibility spell and Iota knew it. He was going to be exposed as the tiny hidden camera that he was. A flash of light exploded from her horn, blinding the camera for a few seconds, and he heard the unicorn gasp as it slowly faded.

“It’s… it’s some sort of black circle!” Twilight cried out in a mix of triumph and confusion, before moving in closer and closer to the camera. “With a minuscule red dot in the center! But why would there be a invisible tiny black circle in… wait, that’s… o-oh my gosh…”

As she reared back, the unicorn’s face quickly turned the same hue as her magic aura, her mouth hanging open for a moment. Twilight lowered her head while her eyes darted to the side, refusing to point towards the camera who was still utterly terrified. What threw Iota off, however, was the fact that the corners of her mouth were wavering. Why? There were no tears welling up in her eyes, and yet, the mare wasn’t laughing in nervousness.

Whatever emotions were going through her head, however, soon transitioned into anger. The unicorn’s eyes locked onto Iota, and he felt himself jump perhaps from her magic hold tightening. This was it. Twilight Sparkle was so enraged, so appalled that her privacy had been violated, that Iota would soon be slowly crushed into pieces, burnt to a crisp, or much, much worse. Horrifying images of the mare going so far to actually melt the camera filled his mind.

“You… you creep!” Twilight yelled, narrowing her glare. “Well, it shouldn’t be too hard to figure out exactly who you are, and when I do…” she growled as her horn brightened once again.

Iota panicked, bracing himself for an agonizingly slow death before realizing what Twilight meant. She wasn’t going after him anymore, and whatever the unicorn was doing definitely involved some sort of tracing spell, not a destructive magic beam that the camera had feared. Whoever stuck Iota onto Twilight’s toilet was the one now in danger, their identity and reputation more than likely on the ropes. The camera caught a silhouette in the unicorn’s eyes, but before he could discern it, they began to glow.

“You?” Twilight’s mouth twitched, as if she was trying to say something else, but merely hung open instead. An eternity passed in which Iota waited for the unicorn to snap out of her daze and say something, anything, maybe even a name. However, she remained standing where she was with her eyes wide open in disbelief. Said identity and reputation must have been truly unexpected to provoke such a reaction in the currently shell-shocked Twilight Sparkle.

An eternity passed before the silence was finally broken by someone snickering, the sound incredibly muffled and coming from outside of the unicorn’s bathroom. Iota recognized it as the same childish laughter that had followed Twilight’s flatulence from earlier.

Had Twilight not reacted the way she did, Iota would have suspected Spike was the culprit. The unicorn quickly turned her head to the source of the noise, her expression holding a glare for the slightest instant before softening into a playful smirk as she shook her head. It was just a coincidence.

“Spike, what is it? What’s so funny?”

“Ha… hehe… letter…”

“Oh! Did she already reply?” Twilight asked excitedly, hopping on all four hooves while she turned her entire body to the side.

“No, no, your letter- heheh…” Iota heard Spike answer as the grin on the unicorn’s face slowly faded. “I can’t imagine what her expression’s gonna be when she’s reading it!”

Twilight’s eyes narrowed again. “What in Equestria are you talking-”

The light surrounding Iota suddenly disappeared and the camera immediately found himself in a hurricane of color, his sight becoming a blur as he flipped around and around. He barely had time to think, to worry about hitting something and possibly breaking, before he heard a relatively light plop and at once he came to a dead halt.

It took a few seconds for Iota to take in his new surroundings. He was now facing the wooden ceiling, which seemed to be wobbling the tiniest bit. Instead of a pink glow, a familiar white rim surrounded his vision. At once, the camera felt a surge in relaxation - Twilight had simply released her magic hold over him, dropping him back into the toilet. Floating on the water’s surface, Iota was able see the porcelain seat again, albeit at a slightly different angle since he was facing directly upwards. Unfortunately, Twilight Sparkle was no longer in his view.

She could, however, be heard.

“SPIKE! What did you do?!”

“I couldn’t help it! I mean, since you were- pffthahahaha... I wrote in more than just your words this time around!” Spike confessed, roaring with laughter, “Everything’s in there, Twilight, farts, plops, everything!”

“What?! Oh, nononono, Spike, that… Princess Celes… I… you… G-GET BACK HERE!!”

As Iota continued floating, the toilet rim and ceiling in his vision beginning to spin ever so slowly, he could hear the faint sound of rapid hoofsteps and footsteps accompanied by Spike’s panicked yells.

“TWILIGHT, SETTLE DOWN! I’M SURE SHE’LL THINK IT’S FUNNY!”

Author's Note

Special thanks to ______ himself for proofreading this chapter! And thank you guys for waiting as I juggled college classes and whatnot to get this out. ~~I hope you all enjoyed this six chapter story!~~

Actually this isn't the end. I still have an epilogue to write, and it'll take less than four months this time.

Really.

I promise!

• Pervertigo