All That Sparkles

Five mares gathered outside the Golden Oaks Library, all looking at each other with furrowed brows, heavy eyes, or deep frowns. These five, the bearers of the elements of harmony minus Twilight Sparkle, were all in a rather rough spot. They had just witnessed the vaporization of aforementioned Twilight Sparkle, and were all in different stages of processing it.

“Okay,” Pinkie Pie said, breaking the silence. “If we say it was a ghost, they won’t be able to put us away for it!”

“That’s ridiculous,” Rainbow Dash retorted with a roll of her eyes. “How’re we gonna prove that it was a ghost, Pinkie?”

“Ahah,” Pinkie Pie said with a sly smile. “It’s not how we’re going to prove it... it’s how they’re going to disprove it!”

All at once, there was a flash of blinding light, and from the heaven over Ponyville, a large six-pronged star appeared, conspicuously shaped like a certain student of Celestia’s cutie mark. The dazzled and confused ponies below had no idea what in the name of any princess, goddess, unspeakable eldritch horror, or third party candidate was going on, and simply watched on in awe as what very well could have been a cloud of horrible, weirdly shaped nerve gas descended upon them.

As the star reached the ground, there was another flash of blinding light, and briefly the ponies considered that maybe this was just some sort of giant, fancy lightbulb. As the lighting returned to normal, Twilight Sparkle stood before The Golden Oaks Library, crouched down on the ground.

All five of her friends were crowded around her, but only Applejack had the good manners to actually begin a conversation with their friend, who had just returned back to reality after the five of them thought they had vaporized her.

“Twilight?” she asked, completely stupefied.

Twilight straightened up, standing as tall as a three foot eleven pony can. From her back, with imagined trumpet fanfare blaring in her mind, she unveiled her mighty, brand new, glorious purple wings.

Twilight opened her mouth to speak, but was vaporized once more before she could even say a single word.

Everything that ever was, and ever is exists in what we like to call a “cosmology”. Some refer to it as a multiverse, but either way, it is a collection of universe that exist together. Different dimensions that follow different laws, have different timelines, and coexist in one form or another. Some dimensions do not touch, but every dimension can be accessed somehow, even if it takes lifetimes of dimension jumping.

There are smaller sub-dimensions as well, ones that are like little ticks sucking the proverbial blood of the dimensions they are attached to. These little “pocket dimensions” are often finite (since regular dimensions go on for such lengths that they are for all intents and purposes infinite), and easier to enter due to their parasitic nature.

This long and boring description is now at your benefit, for it was an abridged version of the lecture Twilight Sparkle had given Princess Celestia when she ended up in such a realm, sang to her, and gave her a new pair of wings. You didn’t have to suffer through the long winded explanations, the absurd minutia, and the venn diagrams. Dear god, the venn diagrams...

“So...” Twilight said, looking around the astral space, strange stars and ethereal lights blinking back at her like the so many eyes watching her from the void. “What happens now? Why’d you bring me back? I was just here! You sang to me and everything. Usually that indicates the issue’s been solved.”

“Well, usually,” Princess Celestia said, nodding her head slightly. “But I’ve nearly forgotten one of the most important things this ascension has brought about, so I simply cast a returning spell upon you and brought you back so we could discuss it further.”

“I’m ready to hear it.” Twilight gave her mentor and Princess a confident smile. Celestia nodded, smiling herself, and cleared her throat.

“You are a Princess now, Twilight Sparkle,” Princess Celestia said, having previously briefed Twilight on the fact that she indeed was now a pretty pony princess. “But not just any princess, oh no; you are an alicorn princess, and with that power comes certain... responsibilities. Anatomical responsibilities.”

“You mean the wings?” Twilight asked, looking behind her at her back, where two feather-flying appendages sat. “Well, yes! I knew that, obviously, becoming an alicorn would grant me these wings, and now I’ve got them! I guess I’ll be needing flying lessons. Oh, and preening instructions! Oh my gosh, Princess Celestia! I don’t know how to preen. I’ll be swarming with lice and parasites and my feathers will be all unorderly—”

Princess Celestia chuckled. “Oh no, my dear Twilight. While proper wing care is important, it is nowhere near as important as what I am about to impart on you. You see, in our shared haste to make sure your friends didn’t believe you dead from the spell—”

“—they thought I was dead?”

Celestia cleared her throat and blushed slightly. “Well, anyway... in our shared haste, I forgot to bestow upon you the full alicorn genetic ‘package’. I hope you’re ready for this, Twilight. I have no doubts that you are, but... I’d be a fool not to take your personal opinion into account first.”

Twilight nodded again, resumed her confident smile from moment prior. “I’m ready for anything, and everything, Princess Celestia.”

Princess Celestia nodded, and her horn sparked. Much as before, incandescent tendrils of white star matter rose up from around Twilight, birthed from the very essence of the astral pocket itself, and enveloped her like some sort of weird space cthulhu capturing its prey.

Twilight felt the same strange feeling run through her body as it had the first time she had undergone the alicorn transformation—like somepony had strapped electrodes to her soft, supple pony teats and blasted electricity into them. Her hair stood on end, and she felt numb all the way down to her core. Her bones vibrated, feeling hollow as they did so, and an intense warmth, like water was boiling beneath her skin, began to grow. The last time the boiling feeling had come, it surfaced all along her spine, intensifying where her wings had eventually sprouted. This time, however... it was in the pit of her stomach, in her lower abdomen, traveling back to below her nethers, but before her mammaries.

Twilight grunted as she felt every feeling intensify, and she struggled just to keep her footing on the nearly intangible, ethereal floor. The heat had grown into a pressure, just as it had before—and now a heaviness tugged on the skin just under her vagina. A same heaviness was growing and weighing down on an area two inches up from her teats. Twilight let out a little gasp of discomfort—this was far more uncomfortable than the growing wings had been.

Celestia meanwhile, was watching the entire spectacle unfold from outside the glowing ball of light. With a sigh, she shook her head as the glowing ball began to expand, signifying that it was getting ready to deliver Twilight right back to Ponyville.

“My speed, Princess Twilight Sparkle,” Princess Celestia whispered as her horn lit up, getting ready to teleport away. “My speed.”

“Alright,” Rainbow Dash said, pacing before her other four friends in the same place the five of them had been prior, Twilight’s second pile of ash still smoldering nearby. “Now, just to be clear: we all saw her return, and then vaporize again, alright?” She shot glances at four ponies she had placed behind her friends: Lyra, Bon Bon, Golden Harvest, and Davenport. “You four guys are valuable witnesses to this thing, too. You all saw her return, right?”

“Well,” Davenport said while the other three scratched their heads and looked off in the distance, whistling and doing other non-conspicuous things. “I mean, it really could have been any purple pony... it’s all rather circumstantial...”

Rainbow Dash’s brow furrowed, and she grit her teeth so hard it made a high-pitched noise that, two miles away at Sweet Apple Acres, sent Winona into a frenzied seizure. Scowling at Davenport, Rainbow flew up to the stallion.

“Now, look here—”

Everypony stopped, however, when there was another flash of light, very similar to the first one. All present turned their heads, and looked up at the new shape in the sky.

“Oh dear,” Fluttershy murmured, shrinking down. Pinkie Pie’s eyes widened in pure awe, Applejack raised her eyebrows to the point where they were sucked into her mane, and Rarity cringed.

“Oh, come now, that’s hardly appropriate...” Rarity groaned.

Above them, floating in the sky, was a shape that was made of the same glowing light that Twilight's cutie mark had been made of before, when it first delivered the newly alicorned pony. However, it was now of an entirely different shape.

There was a giant horsecock and magnificent horse balls hanging over Ponyville, slowly lowering down.

Everypony in the little town watched in transfixed awe, along with a curious mix of disgust and arousal, as the phallus and testes made of glowing, more-likely-than-not irradiated light descended upon them. As it centered in front of The Golden Oaks Library, very much like the first once had, a glowing sphere fell out, depositing Twilight right on top of her previous ashes.

“Twilight!” Pinkie Pie screeched, shattering the silence like the so many dreams of middle-aged office drones. “You’re alive! And not a pile of ash! Well, I mean, of course since you’re right in front of us, but I maybe thought that you were secretly just the ash pretending to be Twilight, or a figment of our crazed, drug riddled imaginations!”

Everypony stopped and looked at Pinkie.

“Um...” Applejack said, one of her eyebrows retreating from the vast lands of her mane, the other remaining fully cocked to display just how apprehensive she was. “‘Drug-addled’?”

Pinkie Pie giggled and began foaming at the mouth.

“So in conclusion,” Twilight said, jostling her wings somewhat proudly, smiling brightly. “Those are my anatomical differences! I’m now officially an alicorn, and I’m to be the Princess of Magic!”

“Woah...” Rainbow Dash said, her giant, magenta eyes wider than the largest of goatses. “You have a cock now?”

Twilight sighed, and rolled her eyes. “Yes, I do have... male genitialia as well as female ones now, but that’s not the important thing that happened, Rainbow! At least, not in my eyes.”

“How could it not be?” Pinkie Pie said rather loudly, her voice dripping with the great enthusiasms. “Now you’re twice as fun as you used to be! Not to say that you weren’t super-duper-DUPER fun before, but now you’re super-duper-DUPER-DUPER fun! Times two!”

Twilight did the calculations quickly in her head. “Pinkie, with the added duper, I’d actually be 2.25 times as fun, by your own admission.”

“Yeah, but with you doing things like that, it equals out the extra quarter!” Pinkie explained with a huge grin.”

Twilight rolled her eyes yet again, and sat down on her supple purple pony bum. Unfortunately, since she had only been in possession of her new genitals for about a half-hour now, she sat squarely on her large, juicy testicles, much to her complete and utter agony.

It was as though a thousand sun had all supernova’d inside her crotch region. Blinding pain shot up and down her spine, and her balls throbbed with blistering agony. That alicorn transformation she had to go through twice? Nothing compared to this slamming, brutal pain that battered the inside of her fresh testes.

“GNAAAH!” Twilight roared, her face contorting in a tortured, yet hilarious expression. “Sweet zombie Celestia, I had no idea you could experience so much pain!” She fell into her back, hooves pressed against her blistering balls, writhing around on the floor in unmatched suffering.

Fluttershy, Rarity, and Applejack all watched on in sympathy, whole Rainbow and Pinkie clutched each other, desperately trying not to break out into an intense fit of laughter.

“S-sorry, Tw-twilight...” Rainbow Dash gasped as Pinkie buried her face into the pegasus’s torso. “B-but... your face!”

The two of them, unable to control their mirth any longer, broke out into laughter, letting their guffaws burst from them, flooding the room as if a dam had just devastatingly burst. Rather than letting loose a torrent of unstoppable water, however, it merely filled the room with sound waves, and so the only casualty of the event was Twilight’s pride.

“Now, girls!” Rarity said, given them both disdainful looks. “Twilight is still adjusting to her, ah... new body, and it’s terribly rude of you two to laugh at her when she hurts herself!”

“Rarity, she’s obviously hamming it up,” Rainbow Dash said with a roll of her eyes, Pinkie Pie still clutching her and giggling into her chest fur. “It can’t hurt that much.”

Twilight bit her lower lip, eyes huge and watering. “I’m in agonizing pain...”

“What Ah don’t get,” Applejack interjected, looking around, making eye contact with all her friends as her eyes swept the room. “And it might just be me here, but Ah feel like Ah should say somethin’ anyway, but... why the hay do alicorns have stallion parts?”

Twilight straightened up, still shivering and cringing from the unimaginable pain she had just endured. “Well, I’m glad you asked, Applejack... you see, the alicorn species used to be much more plentiful, but many thousands of years ago, they started to die out rapidly. So some of the grand mages of the time decided that alicorn females, of which there seemed to be a much higher birth rate of, decided that they should be given the capabilities of males as well as females, in an effort to try and make sure the population stayed... well, not near extinction levels, as it’s happened upon now. So the mages altered the base DNA of the females to incorporate a ‘Y’ chromosome as well as one ‘X’ instead of the two that usually denote a female! Since that usually results in a male, a third chromosome, a 'Z' that had not since existed, was placed in! Even though there were a few hundred cases of horrible breakdown into goo on a molecular level, and tons of biologists and geneticists throwing riots, most of the genes took, so there’s...”

Twilight’s brow furrowed, and her face sagged into an annoyed frown as she saw Pinkie and Dashie had passed out, Rarity was staring at her with a glazed over expression, and Applejack was playing with her hooves. Fluttershy, however, seemed oddly transfixed with Twilight’s explanation, hanging on to every word.

“Oh, um... biology fascinates me,” Fluttershy explained, shrinking down and blushing deeply.

Twilight cleared her throat loudly, and the rest of the four ponies snapped to attention. Rainbow and Pinkie both woke with a start, looking around and blinking groggily, as Rarity and Applejack both grinned at Twilight apologetically.

“Well, now that you’ve, uh, explained your whole schlong situation,” Rainbow Dash blatantly stated. “Can we see it?”

“Rainbow!” Rarity nearly shrieked. “How crude! You simply can’t ask a lady to expose her, uh...” she trailed off at that, her mouth hanging slightly open for a moment before she shut it, and turned away from Rainbow, her blush rivaling Fluttershy’s.

“Yeah, Twilight!” Pinkie Pie said, popping up into the air and landing neatly on her hooves. “Can we see it? Canwecanwecanwecanwecanwe?”

Twilight crossed her legs and stooped over. “I don’t know, girls. I mean... it’s fascinating and all, but I’m a princess now! I have wings! Don’t you want to talk about—”

“Twilight,” Rainbow Dash said, cutting her friend off in mid-sentence. “I have wings. Fluttershy has wings. Every other pegasi in town has wings. I see wings every day. I don’t get to see a dick every day!”

In a blink of an eye, Twilight found herself on her back with Pinkie laying down next to her, holding her foreleg and smiling widely, eyes focused on her crotch, while Rainbow lay beside her on the other side, idly prodding Twilight’s sheath.

“Come on, make it come out,” Rainbow whined, poking it some more. Twilight’s junk jostled as Rainbow slapped the sheath lightly, her face one of grim determination.

Twilight bit her lower lip, eyes narrowing as Rainbow continued to fondle her. “R-rainbow, I just can’t—” Twilight’s speech faltered and failed as she let out a little moan. “—make it come out whenever I want it to...”

“Yeah Dashie!” Pinkie Pie said. “You gotta mess around with it a bit! Set the mooood!”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “I don’t have time to mess around with any mood thing...” and with that, she began to roughly stroke Twilight’s sheath, her hoof vigorously sliding over the purple protrusion.

“Ah!” Twilight gasped as she felt a shiver run through her body. “R-rainbow, I don’t think... I mean, this is going a bit far, even for as good of friends as we are...”

“Twilight, it’s only weird if you make it weird,” Rainbow Dash said. “And it’s still not coming up!”

“Ooh, try licking her balls!” Pinkie supplied helpfully.

“Hey, good idea!” Rainbow dipped her head over, between Twilight’s legs, mouth open wide.

“Hey now, wait just a mome—” Twilight began, before she froze up completely as something wet and slimy slid along her aching testicles. Of course, the tongue was actually slithering across her scrotum, but it felt absolutely wonderful nonetheless. Even if it did feel extremely bizarre, the pleasure that was being garnered from it vastly outweighed the strange feeling. In fact, she quickly grew used to the sensation, and let out a satisfied sigh.

“Hey look Dashie, here it comes!”

Indeed, a thick, purple member was snaking its way out from Twilight Sparkle’s sheath. The newfound pleasure had caused her great arousal faster than she anticipated, and her hardening member ended up socking Rainbow Dash right in the eye.

“Ow!” Rainbow squawked, batting the phallus away from her. “Twilight, what the hell! Come on, watch where you slide that thing, jeez...”

“Sorry, Rainbow...” Twilight said sheepishly, grinning awkwardly. “It’s just... I’m new to these sensations and everything, so I just...”

She looked up and saw the other three mares looking on in some sort of horrified-yet-oddly-entrapped trance. She was quickly enough drawn away from her stupidied friends, however, when she felt her lower body lifted up, and something slide under her, her testes being jostled onto something warm.

“Look, Rainbow Dash!” Pinkie Pie squealed. Everypony turned to look (even Twilight, who had to crane her neck to see what was happening), and a mixed chorus of indignant gasps and fits of giggling her met. Pinkie Pie had slid under Twilight, and let the alicorn’s ball pouch rest on her snout, the individual testes rolling to land on Pinkie’s eyes.

“These aren’t my glasses!” the pink pony exclaimed in mock surprise, leaving Rainbow rolling on the floor in stitches.

Rarity coughed loudly. “Well, I think it’d be best for the three of us to leave you to your own devices. Give you some... privacy and all.”

“Y-yeah,” Applejack agreed, standing up and fanning herself, sweat dripping off her muzzle. “Jeez, did it get hotter in here aluva sudden?”

“Come, Fluttershy,” Rarity said bluntly as she and Applejack trotted towards the door. “It’s best for us to get moving along, now...”

“Oh, but I think I’d like to—”

“NOW, Fluttershy...” A blue aura enveloped the pegasus, and dragged her behind the two of them.

“O-oh...”

Twilight turned to Rainbow Dash, who was still recovering from her intense laughter Pinkie Pie had brought on. “What was that you said again about things not getting weird?”

Rainbow Dash smiled broadly.