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How the Twilight Sparkles and Bubbles

Morning, Sparkles!

Author's Note

I hope you guys enjoy my new story! I have no time, nor grammatical skills, so I haven't edited this, so be sure to put in the comments any mistakes you happen to find.

Anyway, hope you enjoy this story, and don't forget to comment what you think! And if you hate it, could you please be creative in wording it? That way, I can improve my writing, making it better for everyone!

Edit One completed at 12:26 PM, 3/01/2015, hopefully it should be more readable, though it has only been up for a couple of hours.

Edit Two completed at 7:00 PM, 3/01/2015

Morning, Sparkles!

I woke up, a familiar feeling filling me, my head pounding and my body aching.

Morning Sparkle! How did you sleep?! I had, like, a super time last night!

I groan as I clutch my head, the undeniable symptoms of a hangover plaguing my body.

Oh, shut up Bubbles! Can’t you see I’m dying?!

Though she wasn’t really there, I knew she was pouting.

Oh, don’t be such a total downer, Sparkle! I know you had fun last night, just like you always do!

I growl in annoyance.

Well, maybe, but I always have to do the washing, and I always have to deal with the hangover!

Oh, yeah, washing! You should, like, totally wash my favorite dress, I’d hate for it to be all dirty!

Since when do you not like dirty things? I ask cheekily.

Since shut up, that’s when!

Oh no… I lift the covers of my bed off myself, and see that dress, Bubbles’ favorite dress.

It was less of a dress, and more of a cover for my- our midriff, it was made of a shiny latex, it was a bright pink, it barely covered our crouch, and was just, just enough to cover our nipples.

And that’s about it, it’s a simple dress, but quite effective for Bubbles’ purposes.

I step out of the bed, and have to hold the dress onto myself to at least attempt to keep myself decent. The dress doesn’t fit me, of course, not at all, the chest area stretches far from my breasts, and my waist is nowhere near close to filling the dress.

I realize my window’s open as a breeze blows into the room, I shiver as it grazes my crotch, and I feel the dried reminiscence of something.

Now, I may have a killer hangover, and I can’t remember a thing from last night, but prior knowledge leads me to making an educated guess as to what's on my crouch.

Bubbles! Once, just once! Could you please have a shower!

I can tell Bubbles is sulking.

I’m really, super sorry Sparkle! I know I was supposed to, but after we finished at his place, I came right home, and then I was totally tired, so I, like, fell asleep.

I may have been feeling nauseous, but I could still taste, and as my tongue moved around my mouth I could taste something, not that I didn’t like the taste…

Bubbles…

Oh come on! She moaned, you can’t get mean with me for not brushing, you always forget!

I hung my head in defeat, while I wanted to be mad, I couldn’t. It was true, I did usually forget to brush my teeth and left it up to Bubbles to do so.

I decide to let it slide, Bubbles was just being Bubbles, and if she got angry every time I did something she didn’t like, I don’t think she’d ever be able to calm down.

I trip on something, and stumble before quickly regaining my balance. The sudden change of posture is enough to irritate the blood in my head, quickly sending me in a dizzy spell.

After I recover, I look down to see Spike’s bed, I become as stiff as a board as I look at it.

How could I have been so stupid? What would I say to Spike if he saw me like this?!

He’s at Rarity’s, remember? That’s why you let me have so much fun last night!

Oh yeah… I feel embarrassed about forgetting something like this.

Oh! I forgot to say! Thanks a bunch for letting me go crazy last night! It was, like, the most fun ever!

I chuckled at Bubbles constant happiness.

You don’t have to thank me, I really should let you out more often, it feels like you get the short end of the stick.

Don’t say that, Sparkle! You let me have fun all the time! I get to have fun at night, and you get to be, like, all smart and stuff during the day.

I giggle at Bubbles as I continue my trek to the washing machine.

I body feels stiff as I exit my room and walk down the stairs, and I find that my arms are covered in glow sticks.

I want to be mad at Bubbles for going to a club, for they’re outrageously expensive, and the loud music is enough to shatter your eardrums.

But in this instance, I can’t be mad at Bubbles, for I know that she uses her generous… growth, to get past the money problems. And I don’t get out much, so her dancing the night away was probably the best exercise I’ve gotten in a while.

I make my way to the laundry, and slip out of the small, yet oversized, dress.

I throw it into the machine, then I notice what I’m wearing underneath.

A pink thong, it’s buried itself… inside me, I might have well not have worn underwear. And my bra… They’re pasties.

I hate to be forward, and to put that image in the mind, but that’s all that’ve covering me from the world.

I take off the thong and throw that into the machine as well, but leave the pasties on for the time being.

I reach up to the top cupboard to grab the detergent, a stinging pain searing from my back, I snatch the detergent and quickly fall back to the ground.

I turn my head to see some healing scratches on my back. Lovemarks.

Bubbles…! I growl.

Look, he was super hot, if you saw his face, you’d see he was totally worth it. And at the time, it felt amazing!

I huff angrily, damn it, Bubbles! What about the aftermath! You always leave me to deal with it! Like what I said about hangovers, they’re because of dehydration, so when you have a beer, or some other alcoholic beverages, you have a glass of water, that way I don’t have to deal with the aftermath.

Hey! Like you’re one to talk! Screamed Bubbles.

I think I might have upset her, which makes me feel quite guilty, because Bubbles is usually an unbreakable wall of happiness.

What about when I have to deal with your aftermaths?! You, like, run around all day with your friends, using your brain and always doin’ stuff! Then, after you’re all, like, tired and stuff, you let me take control, leaving me so tired that I don’t even get to have any fun! And every time I get to have some fun, you get all “oh, you’re bein’ all bad ‘n’ stuff”!

I cringe, and not because of the scratches and hangover, it always makes me feel bad when Bubbles gets upset with me, it was so hard to upset her, and when you do upset her, she'd get so sad. It’s never a good feeling to be the giver of that feeling.

I- I’m sorry, Bubbles, I forget that my actions as consequences too… sorry.

Bubbles giggled, Na, it’s all good, Sparkle! Sorry for getting all sad then!

I smiled. That’s the Bubbles I know.

I pour the detergent into the washing machine and turn it on, washing the latex dress and thong.

Wait! Sparkle what are you doing! Cried Bubbles.

Ugh, what? I ask, we’ve already had an exciting morning, I could only wonder what was happening now.

Sparkle! My dress! It’s going to be totally destroyed if it goes through the washing machine!

Crap! I quickly turn off the machine, throw open the door, grab the dress, and pull it out of the machine.

Oh goody! I think it’s fine!

I breathe a sigh of relief, me and Bubbles may have been polar opposites, but we were still of one mind. I think. What I mean is, we usually share favourite things with each other, meaning we have two favourite things of pretty much everything.

Like books, my favorite book is StarSwirl the Bearded’s 4th Explicit Ventures into the Depths of Magic, while Bubbles favorite book was explicit in a different way. But Bubbles also likes StarSwirl, and I like… How to Strut Your Stuff: Easy Guide for an Easy Girl.

But the same went for our dresses, I don’t necessarily have a favorite dress, but I do love Bubbles’. I know I shouldn’t, it’s disgusting, the way it shows my whole body, leaving nothing to the imagination, the way the latex hugs my body, the colour, the feel, the look, everything! It’s completely inappropriate, not right for any situation, and gives me a lot of attention…

But I love it. It’s a dress which symbolises freedom, an excuse to throw away who I am and just have fun. The feel of the latex hugging my body, it constricts my waist, exaggerating my curves.

I look at the latex dress I’m holding, I reach into the washing machine and also pull out the thong.

The clothes are stained with… juices that are really only generated at night.

Well, I say light heartedly, you know the rules.

She who smelt it, delt it?

Yeap. And as far as I can tell, last night, at some point, you must have smelt what you and whoever were doing, so I’ll allow you to deal with it! I say in a sing-song tone.

Ugh, fine. Can you-

Yeah, yeah. I’ll soak it for you.

Bubbles, mentally, hugged me, Thanks Sparkles! You’re the best!

I chuckle as I make my way to the basement. Walking through the main hall of the library almost completely naked, apart from the tassels. I pulled them off.

Oh, those thingys. Throw them out, I got them for free after flashing this super hot-y. He just gave them to me.

I lift them to my nose, and take a sniff, they don’t smell used. I know I shouldn’t know what used nipple tassels smell like, but that’s not the weirdest thing I know.

I deduce that, without actually knowing that they’re nipple tassels, you wouldn’t be able to tell what they are, and that it’s safe to throw them into a general waste bin.

And I do just that as I walk past one.

I open the door to the basement, and pull the cord that works the lights, allowing myself sight in the windowless, dark basement.

I walk down the stairs to the bottom of the basement, there’s the low hum of the magic running through my scientific machines, most of them running a long endurance test Bubbles and I have been working on for a while.

Hey Sparkle, I think machine 2-F is running a bit slow, it’s making more noise than usual, I think cooling pipe 4-B is acting up again.

I look over to the wall where one of my older cooling machines is, in fact, running a little slow and loud.

Oh, thanks Bubbles, I was a bit preoccupied, and I wouldn’t have noticed. But it seems to run well enough, for the time being, I’ll fix it later.

I always found that curious about me and Bubbles, depending on who’s in control of our body, changes about how and what each of us think about.

For example, because I’m currently in charge, Bubbles was able to notice that the machine wasn’t running as well as it should, something people wouldn’t expect Bubbles to notice.

And if she in charge, well… I may notice some guy’s equipment that Bubbles may like.

I walk up to a seemingly random part of the wall, my hand lights up with magical power and I touch the wall.

Hundreds of hidden runes light up with the purple power that is my magic, and a hidden door opens silently.

I step through and it closes behind me, still not making a noise.

Behind the door, not surprisingly, is a room. But what is surprising is that the room isn’t in my house, it’s in Bubbles.

A couple of years ago, when I first moved to Ponyville, me and Bubbles realized it would be hard to keep our shared body hidden from the world. So we used our high funds to get Bubbles a small apartment in Manehatten, and used runes to set up some simple teleport from my house to hers.

Bubbles’ place is quite small, only a three room place, but she doesn’t use it much, so she doesn’t really mind.

But the teleport does have one problem, contrast. My basement and Bubbles’ apartment couldn’t be more different.

My basement was dark, complicated, colourless. While Bubbles’ place… wasn’t any of those things.

The teleport dumps you right into Bubbles’ main room, and, there’s only one word to describe it.

Pink. Pink pink pink pink pink.

The walls were pink, the carpet was pink, the roof was pink, it was all pink.

On the walls where posters if big, hunky men, with multiple calendars of the same topic, laying all about the fall were… toys, made for adults.

The layout of her apartment was pretty simplistic for the most part, main room for leisure, cooking and eating, off to the side was a door that led to the bedroom, and next to that was the bathroom.

But the contents of her home, it always let me feeling… flustered. That was the point of course, to get you hot and ready. The social norm says that I should feel disgusted being here, that I should find it repulsive being in a place just for the most intimate of interactions.

But the truth is, I do love this place, the way it excites you, the way this it gets your mind thinking of things you shouldn't be thinking of. I love it, like my own home, the same way Bubbles loves the library.

I make my way to Bubbles’ bathroom, looking at all the stains.

Bubbles, shouldn’t you clean this place once and a while? I ask.

Na, I like it. Gets dirty thoughts into people’s heads.

I couldn’t argue with that, that’s for sure.

I walk into her bathroom, it’s a simple room, simply having a bath/shower combo, a toilet, a towel rack, and a sink. Not even a couple of cupboards. But the room fulfilled it’s purpose, so I guess there was no reason to complain.

The bathroom was surprisingly clean, I mean, it wasn’t the last word in house care, but unlike the rest of the apartment, it wasn’t supposed to get you excited, it simply was what it was, no clever design here.

I began to run the water in the bath, placing the dress and thong on the floor, I make sure that the water is the perfect temperature, latex is a very sensitive material, and takes lots of care, I’m glad Bubbles only owns one piece of latex clothing, because even one dress is a hastle.

Once the bath is filled I throw the dress and thong in, letting them soak in the water.

I look out the window to see a young man spying on me from the building across this one.

I don’t know the kid's name, but he’s been a secret admirer of Bubbles and I for a while, so we like to tease him a little.

I wink at him, and leave the room, swinging my hips as I leave the room.

I enter the main foyer again, I walk to the wall and allow magical power to flow through me, exiting through my hands, and landing on the wall, powering the runes.

The door opens, and I step through it, re-entering my home in Ponyville.

I hear a knock at the door, I quickly ascend the stairs, turn off the light, and leave my basement.

I cross the library to the door, just as I reach to open it, it knocks again.

“Twilight, darling? Are you there?” I hear Rarity asking from the other side of the door.

I open it, smiling at Rarity, “Hi Rarity, what are you doing here?”

Rarity just stares at me, her jaw hanging loose, she takes a step back in shock.

I try to think about would put her so on edge, since the only thing she can see is me, so I must not look presentable, but what could be wrong?

Is it my hair? No… Rarity’s seen it unbrushed like it is now plenty of times.

My eyes, perhaps? As far as I know, their blood shot because of my hangover, but I feel over that already, so maybe not.

My eyes go so wide they’re close to popping out of my sockets when I realise whats wrong.

I’m completely naked.

This is emphasized as a gust of wind from the outside world blows into the house, making me shiver.

I throw the door closed and run to the stairs, my intent to run up to my living quarters, and make myself decent.

I heard the door open as Rarity walked in, “sorry about barging in Twilight, but I realize that you haven’t gotten ready for the day yet, and that it was prime time for me to show you how a proper lady gets ready for her day.”

I turn to see Rarity walking towards me, her manic eyes displaying her inner madness, then again, you have to be crazy to be a creative type.

My heart stops in fear when I realize what she’s wearing, she wearing a simple white blouse, just high enough to cover her ample bust, with a high, black tube skirt, buckled around her waist by a dark purple belt, she has black stockings on, and the outfit is finished off with some black high heels.

My friends and I have dubbed this outfit as her ‘creative’ outfit, a year or two ago she stumbled across this simple yet stunning collection of clothes, and has worn this outfit every time she’s designing a new range of clothes, and every time she wears it, it is assured that you’ll end the day looking ‘fabulous’.

“Uhh…” I try to say, but realize that weather I like it or not, I’m going to end today having been touched by Rarity.

She grabs my hand and begins dragging me up the stairs, “come, come Twilight, I think it’s time to reinvent your image!”

Fear is beginning to take over me again, “oh no, you don’t mean-”

“It’s time for a makeover!~” Shouts Rarity in a sing-song tone.

I slump my shoulders, “I feared as much.”

“Now now Twilight, you know that you’ll enjoy it, you’re always apprehensive before we begin, but you always end up enjoying it!” She says as we reach the top of the stairs.

“Can I shower first?”

Rarity looks me over, “sorry, but I have a spark of inspiration, and I shan't let it go to waste!”

“Can’t you just sketch it out on a piece of parchment? I have stacks of parchment, quills and ink in my room.” I say to Rarity, hoping to sway her.

“Oh! What a wonderful idea!” She lets go of me and runs to my room, leaving me in the hall of my house. Still not wearing an clothes.

I’m just glad it isn’t a cold day, that’d be murder.

I walk to my bathroom, and step inside.

My bathroom, like most of everything in my house, is brown and wooden.

Bubbles giggles.

Oh grow up Bubbles!

Bubbles’ giggles die down. Sorry Sparkle, I forgot you can’t remember what happened last night.

I understood what she meant, annoyingly.

I guess you could call my bathroom, and house by expansion, old fashioned. Most modern architecture is all about marble, concrete, metal, squares, that kind of thing. Where’s my home is about as far away from that as you can get, it being carved from a tree.

Everything in my house is made of wood, no wall is straight, they're all curvy, like thousands of snakes crawling up the wall at once.

Of course, this building is very old, and most of the furniture is new, but a few things remain from when it was made, like where basin is, it’s simply a large indent in the wall where the sink and mirror reside, it actually looks quite nice by architecture standards, while being very simple.

But other things, like the shower and the sink itself, which were installed just before I moved in.

I turn on the shower, waiting for the water to heat up, after a few seconds, the water quickly begins to gather heat, so I turn on the cold water.

I step into the shower, letting it clean what ever Bubbles had gotten on her during the night.

I fiddle with the taps until the water temperature feels right, and simply allow my self a moment of peace in the shower.

It’s weird, it’d be safe to assume that because of Bubbles, it would be hard to have some quiet time, but it’s actually quite easy.

Bubbles and I have always been one, and neither of us know why, hell, for the first couple years of my life I didn’t know it was weird, until I learned about imaginary friends, and being a smart girl, I realized that it made sense for Bubbles simply to be part of my imagination.

But there were things about me and Bubbles that ruled out that possibility, when we were younger, and didn’t have much control over ourselves, we weren't be able to control who was in charge of our body, and would wake up changed randomly, so we soon worked out that this wasn’t some figment of a child’s imagination.

We spent a couple of weeks researching what this was, but never found any leads, and gave up. Of course, we were only 4, so having the patience to do anything for weeks on end is an achievement in of itself. But by the time we were old enough to research the problem we were too busy, I was studying under Princess Celestia, and Bubbles was starting to notice boys.

Princess Celestia. That was a crazy moment in our life, but it destroyed our plans of the future.

Our plan was to move out of home as soon as possible, and get some well paying job, and simply change everyday, it was a simple plan, but we had our hearts set on it. Then Celestia came in like a spike straight through it.

I love Princess Celestia, I really do, I believe she’s one of, if not, the greatest person ever to grace this world, but it was difficult for me and Bubbles to work around her teaching me.

For most of the day I was around the princess, then, especially while I was younger, there were guards stationed outside my room. Then, after about a year, Spike was officially my responsibility, so he began to sleep in my room, so it became almost impossible for Bubbles to come out.

If it were anyone else they would’ve gone mad, but luckily, Bubbles is an amazingly resilient person, and rarely complained about not allowing to have control even half as often as me.

But we did manage to do a little bit of research every now and then, and we came to the conclusion that it was multiple personality disorder, and left it at that.

But during puberty, something strange happened, Bubbles and I were becoming different physically, sure, we still shared basic face and body structure, but many things began to change, when Bubbles took charge of the body, the hair would become blond, developing breasts and thighs would become bigger, she would take on a difference appearance, and it only took a maximum of 5 seconds after she took control for the changes to have happened.

At that point, we realized we had no idea what was going on, and we had to come to the crazy conclusion that we’re two different entities stuck within one body, neither of us were, or are, very happy with this answer, but it’s the only one we’ve got.

It was around this time that I really got into reading novels, I’ve always read books, but they were always factual, but around the age of thirteen, I got into Daring Doo, which lead to a love of all novels.

But reading these stories opened my eyes to how weird Bubbles and I really were.

For example, I’ve never seen my body the same way other people do, people's bodies are one with who they are, but because of Bubbles, I’ve never seen this body that way. I’ve always seen it as more of a building, a place that houses my mind, but I never felt connected the way normal people do, and I know that Bubbles feels the same.

“Twilight? Are you okay? You’ve been in there for an awfully long time!” Called Rarity from the hall.

“Yeah! I’m getting out now!” I call back to her.

I spin the taps, turning off the shower’s water. I step out of the shower, and look at the full size mirror in my bathroom.

Not that I was a vain person, but it is useful to be able to have a fully body evaluation of one’s self.

I saw myself in the mirror, dripping wet, my hair clinging to my body, I lean forward, pressing my breasts between my arms, making them seem a lot larger than they actually are, when in reality they’re only around B-cup.

I turn about, positioning my body in just the right way to make my petite ass look a lot larger than it actually is, I lift my hand up to my face, and bite on my fingernail. Producing yet another seductive pose.

I wasn’t a flirt in practical situations, or even at all. But in confinement, I do like play pretend. Probably another thing about Bubbles that rubs off on me.

Oh Sparkle, you are good. Bubbles purrs.

I blush, Yeah, but, I’m still no where as good as you.

The door to the bathroom swings open, and Rarity is standing there, “Honestly Twilight. You’ve been in here-”

Rarity pauses, shocked at seeing me striking such a pose.

I leap for a towel, and quickly cover myself, “Okay Rarity, what in tartarus is wrong with you?!” I scream. “This is the second time in the last hour you’ve barged in on me!”

Rarity smiles a menacing smile, “Oh Twilight~” she says in a flirty tone, making no hints that she’d even heard me, “I had no idea you were such a tease.”

She struts into the room, putting an arm around me, not minding that I’m still dripping wet, “Why Twilight, I wasn’t even aware you knew that you even had a body!”

I chuckle inwardly about that, oh how true you are.

I quickly throw Rarity off me, “Rarity, seriously, what the hell! Why do you keep looking at my body!”

Rarity giggled, “oh Twilight, it’s nothing I’ve never seen before.”

“Yeah, but still! It’s awkward!” I say, clutching the towel closer to my chest.

“Oh pish posh, darling!”

I point to the door, “Rarity! I’m naked and wet! Let me dry myself and I’ll meet you in the hall in a minute.”

Rarity huffed, and crossed her arms, “Oh fine,” she began walking towards the door, “I just got another new idea anyway.”

She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her, by the way the floorboards were squeaking, I could tell she was walking back to my room.

I don’t mind being wet and naked.

Shut up, Bubbles.

Bubbles simply giggles, oh Sparkle, I know you won’t say so, but I know you agree.

I stay silent at that.

I never want to be thought of as a slut, a bimbo, or any other manner of dreadful things, but sometimes… such words turn me on, in a way that I hate.

I begin drying myself, trying to ignore what Bubbles had just said, I know it was a joke, but it got me right in my heart.

I realize that I have kept Rarity waiting for quite a while, and though she might have stormed into my house and been generally unconscious, I don’t want to return the favor, and decide to speed up the drying process.

My hands are covered in a pink aura, and soon my whole body is covered in the same aura, and in only a couple of seconds, I’m completely dry.

Magic is something I don’t think I could live without, I’m so used to it in my life, that the idea of being without it makes me shudder.

Since my dignity has been all but destroyed, and that Rarity is going to be giving me a makeover anyway, I decided to leave the bathroom naked, but I still hold my arms over my chest.

I can at least pretend to have some dignity.

I enter my bedroom, and see Rarity bent over my writing desk, quickly scribbling something on a piece of paper.

She’s so engrossed in whatever she’s doing, she doesn’t notice me entering the room.

“Uhh… Rarity?”

She spins around at lightning speeds, jumping slightly from the seat. She sighs and puts a hand on her chest, “Oh, Twilight, it’s just you.” She smiles weakly, “You scared me.”

I walk over to her, and lean over her shoulder so I can see what’s she was writing, “So, what are you doing?”

She quickly pushes me back and covers up her work, “O-oh, n-nothing!” She squeaks.

“Rarity, you’ve stolen me of all my dignity, the least you could do was show me what it was you were working on.” I know what I said was a little rude, but I was at the end of my string.

Rarity hung her head in defeat, and held out the pieces of paper, still covering them, “Fine, if you must. But I warn you, they’re unfinished designs-”

I take the papers out of Rarity’s hands, was this all she was worried about? “Rarity, I’ve seen unfinished designs by you all the time, why get all worked up about these ones?”

Rarity fidgeted in her seat, “Uhh… Well… You see… The thing is…”

Before she could properly answer, I looked at the sheets, and my jaw dropped. “Rarity? What the…?”

The sketches looked less like designs and more like the erotic drawings of a horny teenager.

All the designs featured me, or at least, a version of me. This version was curvier than me, and drawing Sparkle had much larger… assets.

The outfits Rarity had come up with were degrading, all of them were extremely simple, most having the same purpose in mind, show as much skin as possible, one was a tank top and short shorts, one was something more akin to a ‘sexy schoolgirl’, another was a dress so short it was almost silly.

Hey! Those are drawings of me!

I gave Rarity a blank look.

She smiled sheepishly, “We-well, you see Twilight, when I saw you in the bathroom in those poses, I got an idea, and because I was trying to re-think your image-”

I held up my hand, signaling Rarity to stop talking, which she did. “Ok Rarity, you barge into my house, which I still haven’t forgiven you about, then you drag me up my stairs, which I haven’t forgiven you about, then you walk into me showering, which I haven’t forgiven you about, and then, to top it all off you draw-” I wave the paper about for emphasis, “this!”

I cross my arms in annoyance, “Why’d you come over here anyway?”

Rarity pepped up suddenly, “Oh! Of course! How could I have forgotten? Me and the girls were going to go out on the town tonight for some fun, and we were wondering if you’d care to join us?”

“I’d be honored.” I said, a smile crossing my face, it suddenly disappeared as I pointed to the door, “now, get out of my house.”

Rarity slumped her shoulders, and began to leave, me staring at her intently, still pointing at the door.

But suddenly a blush crossed my face, as I suddenly realize I had forgotten something, “Uhh… Rarity…? Where’s Spike?”

Rarity stopped, realizing she’d forgotten about him as well, “Oh, well… He was behind me…”

No sooner then she said that, did Spike walk into the house, the young dragon holding many times his own size worth of makeup, fabric, and sewing equipment.

I simply raised my eyebrow.

Rarity looked at Spike, then back at me, before continuing her exit. “Spike, follow me and help me take these things back to my Boutique, Twilight’s makeover has been called off.”

Morning, Bubbles!
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How the Twilight Sparkles and Bubbles

Morning, Bubbles!

Author's Note

Welcome to chapter 2! Hopefully you all enjoy!

Also, warning, this chapter is a lot more forward then the last chapter, I attempted to be subtle(ish) last chapter, but this chapter I through that all out the window.

Oh, and after writing a story about a bimbo for a couple of months, I've learned a couple of things, one, bimbos are hard to write, and two, it's hard to take yourself seriously when you're creation has the phrase, "my favorite sucking dildo". But whatever, I must remember to not take myself to seriously, if I do, then I might begin to think I'm a good writer!

This chapter contains: Masturbation, bimbos, and lack of editing.

Morning, Bubbles!

Owwi!

My head hurts a whole lot! Everytime I shout it hurts more!

Then stop shouting.

I try to open my eyes, but the sun is too bright!

I slap my hands on my head, it hurts so much!

Ow! That slap hurt!

Ow! I’m still shouting!

Bubbles, honestly, this is fairly dimwitted behavior, even for you.

Uhh, but my head hurts so much.

I feel sick in the tummy, my throat burns, I feel super bad.

Welcome to the world of a hangover.

I grunt in annoyance, Shut up, Sparkles! You’re not helping.

I open my eyes again, the sun’s still super bright, like, really bright, but I can at least keep my eyes open.

Do you have any aspirin in your bathroom? Asks Sparkles.

Uhh… yeah? I think…

Then go get it! Sparkles shouts, causing me to clutch my head in throbbing pain.

I pull myself out of bed, I try to get out, but my foot’s stuck in the blankets, and I trip onto my face.

“Ow.” I say, laying flat on my face.

I lift myself up, only to see my favorite sucking dildo in front of my face, this thing has seen me through many bad times, it’s a bit too big, it’s smelly, it’s purple, and it’s even got little bumps on it. I love it.

I pick it up and start sucking on it, it always makes me feel better to suck on cock, even if it’s fake.

Ugh. You’re disgusting. Grunts Sparkle.

She’s just mad she doesn’t get one. Ugh, my head really hurts, what did you, like, do last night?

I had fun with my friends, and may have drunk a bit too much, and given us a hangover, and for that, I apologise.

I stand up, still sucking on my dildo, and hear a loud ripping sound. I look down to see that I’ve totally ruined Sparkle’s outfit!

My big boobs ripped the plain pink shirt, but not the purple sweater. My big ass has also broken her jeans.

I gasp, and raise my hands in panic, Oh my gosh! Sparkles! I’m so super sorry!

Sparkle just chuckled, Don’t worry about it, Bubbles, this isn’t the first time you’ve torn my clothes, plus, I don’t think you showing off your boobs is that bad is it?

I giggle, I love it when Sparkles talks like that, she’s so stuck up all the time, when she says thing like, “boobs”, “ass” or “cock” it makes me excited.

I take another step and trip over something, falling right on my face.

Again.

I look back to see I’ve tripped on one of my other dildos, this is a dragon one, with a spiked tip and barbs all the way down.

Remember what I said yesterday about cleaning up? Dildos are gross on their own, let alone used and abandoned on the floor. See what I mean about stuck up?

My head throbs, reminding me of the searing pain in my brain (hey, that rhymed!), Sparkles! Stop trying to ruin my home. And stop talking. My head hurts.

I usually give Sparkles the hangover, and because she barely even drinks, I never have to deal with hangovers, so she’s used to it, me on the other hand.

I carefully walk out of my bedroom, making sure not to trip on anymore of my toys.

I enter the main room of my home, and see that there’s a clear path of moved toys from the door to my bedroom.

Sparkles! Don’t move my toys! That’s my only rule!

Sparkles just (mentally) rolls her eyes, I was drunk and tired, you can’t blame me for not wanting to trip and moving just a few toys.

My hands light up with magic, and move the toys back to their more crazy state.

I spit my dildo out onto the floor, adding to the mess.

Bubbles, that's gross.

I just huff, Sparkles, you know why I do this, it’s so when some hot guy comes to my place he thinks, “wow-wee, whadda dumb bimbo, I’m, like, totally gonna fuck her!” Then I can get nice, hard, cock!

Disgusting as ever, Bubbles.

Are you saying you don’t like it?

That shut her up. I don’t think Sparkles has even lost her virginity, she says that because I get so much dick she doesn’t need a fuck, but I know it’s not the same, she knows it’s not the same, she’s just too stuck up.

If only she’d allow herself to be stuck up by some big, hunky boy.

There’s a large wet spot on the crotch of my pants, all this talk of boys and cock has gotten me all horny.

I undo my jeans, and let them fall to the floor, Sparkles was wearing some pretty un-sexy pink panties, but I’ve made them sexy by almost soaking it straight through.

I take off the panties, and allow my hand to slowly lower itself onto my crotch and dripping pussy, I touch it, and gasp in pleasure.

But suddenly my head throbs again, and I have to stop.

I walk towards my bathroom, leaving the wet clothes on the floor, adding to the sexy mix of cum stains, toys, and slutty clothes.

I thought you said pain made it more interesting?

I didn’t give Sparkles an answer, she’s being really totally annoying this morning.

I open the door to my bathroom. I hate this room, it’s so boring, nothing sexy ever happens in my bathroom.

I step into it, and walk over to the sink. There’s a mirror above the sink, I blow a kiss at it, and giggle.

I open the mirror, and grab a thing of aspirin pills from within, I open it and pull a pill out, it’s quite big, but I don’t mind.

I put it in my mouth and swallow, I don’t need water or anything, my gag reflex was destroyed, like, forever ago.

The pill will take awhile to start working, is there anything you need to do? Asks Sparkles.

Yeah, I gotta go shopping! I think I’m out of food.

I walk out of my bathroom, forgetting to close anything, or annoy the kid across the street, and walk into my kitchen.

I open a cupboard, and see nothing. I open another, and still don’t see anything, I open my fridge, and all that’s there is a half empty can of whipped cream.

I don’t get it! Where is everything? And why is there cream?!

Well, you ate everything. So there’s no food, and the cream’s placement is quite simple, remember that one guy? The baker?

A light bulb goes off in my head as I remember what Sparkles is talking about. Oh! I remember him! Basted Batter, that was a fun night!

It was awhile ago though, I look at the whipped cream’s expiry date, ohmygod! That’s, like, a year ago!

That's because it was over a year ago. I think that’s good indicator that a shopping trip is required.

Yay! I loved going to the shops, but Sparkles hated it, I never knew why.

How could I like it? It’s boring, expensive, and nothing more than a hated necessity.

Oh yeah! That’s why she hated it.

I realise that all I’m wearing is a ripped shirt and sweater. And while I like being naked, people always say I should never leave the house like that.

Buzzkills.

I try to skip into my room, but the bouncing made my head hurt, so I walked, taking off Twilight’s sweater as I did so.

I enter my room and throw Twilight’s sweater onto my bed.

Under her sweater I see how much damage I’ve done to her shirt, not that it was a particularly nice shirt, it was just a dark pink, long sleeved shirt.

It's so boring, I’m almost glad I broke it. It’s so ripped that it simply falls off my body now that it doesn’t have the sweater holding it up.

Sparkles, why did you wear such a totally dumpy shirt?

Hey! It wasn’t that bad.

Well, it’s gone now.

Ugh, you’re impossible!

Most boys would say I’m really easy. I giggle at my own joke as Sparkle just face palms.

I walk to my dresser, and stand in front of it as I wonder what to wear. I light bulb goes off in my head as I flick my fingers, an outfit appearing on my body.

I am in some black bullet heels, some tight, black yoga pants, and a pink shirt that showed off my mid section, and said, “EASY” on the front. I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties, obviously.

Bubbles, was that really necessary? Asked Sparkle, talking about my use of magic to get dressed.

I didn’t answer, me and Sparkles have always had a lot of magic, yet Sparkles hates using it for things that don’t involve saving the world. But I love using it for all kinds of stuff, it makes life so easy, just one click of my fingers, and I’m dressed.

I stumble as I walk out of my room, not use to wearing heels; and almost trip a couple of times before reaching the door.

I slowly walk out of my home, quickly getting used to wearing heels again. I open the door, walk out, and close it behind me, my hands glowing as I lock the door.

“Bubbles!” Cries a gruff voice from behind me.

I yelped and jumped into the air. At least my head didn't hurt no more.

“You rent is late, again!” Yells the voice.

I groan as I recognize the voice. “Hello, Land Labor.” I say as I turn around, behind is was Land Labor, the landlord, he was, like, old and fat, and a super meanie.

He holds out his hand, I stare at it for a second. He begins shaking his hand, “Well?” He shouts.

I grumble as I flick my fingers, a bag of bits appearing in his hand. “Thank you.” He says, before walking away.

Bubbles, why don’t you just buy the apartment out right? It’d save us having to deal with the landlord so often.

Because, Sparkles, we spend all our time at your place, not mine. It’s not worth buying a house. I thought she’d understand it, being as smart as she is.

I walk down the hall of the building, it’s pretty bland, being gray and having nothing other than the doors to other peoples apartments, all of which were grey, and had nothing other than a number on it.

I reached the end of the hall, and pressed the button to call the elevator.

I hear a ‘ding!’ noise as the elevator opens in front of me, and inside of it are a middle aged woman and a young child.

“Hi Blooming Vines!” I say to the woman, “and hi Timed Blossoms!” I say to her daughter, these two are my neighbors, and I think they're super cool!

Blooming Vines pushed past me, dragging her child behind her, ignoring me.

I grumble as I step into the elevator, pressing the button to the ground level. “Agh, why does she, like, totally hate me?!”

Because she has a child who hears nothing but sex coming from your apartment?

I frown, You’re not being funny, Sparkles!

I wasn’t trying to be.

She's smirking, she's totally smirking, I can feel it.

Ding. Dings the elevator.

I step out of the elevator and walk through the main room of the building, I walk outside, and shiver as a cool breeze brushes past me, hardening my nipples, making them easy to see.

I shiver again, but not because of the cold.

Sweet Celestia, why don’t you ever stop?Sparkle groaned.

Seriously Sparkles, it’s like you don’t know me!

I begin my short walk to the shops, I live really close, so that’s, like, really cool.

Manehatten is a pretty gross town, at least the part where I live, there’s rubbish everywhere, and the whole place smells of cigarette smoke and alcohol, but at least it’s easy to have some fun.

I begin to skip down the road, the headache pill working awesomely, I feel really good! I smile at people as I skip past, not fast or crazy skipping, just something to show I’m happy.

I reach the shopping center, it’s a cream coloured building with the words, “Down Town MALL” written on it, though by looking at it you wouldn’t guess it’s a mall, it just looks like a big building.

I walk through the automatic doors, and look around the mall, it’s only has a few shops, a barber, a supermarket, an XXX shop, and so on.

I look at the XXX shop, they say that I’m their best customer.

No surprise there.

I growl, Seriously Sparkles! Why are you so annoying today?!

I stomp across the hall to the supermarket, I pick up a basket as I enter the large store. I smile to the guard as I walk in, and begin my shopping.

I stop suddenly, and look around, confused. So, uhh, what do I need?

Well, looking at your current inventory of nothing, you need about everything you can think of. Said Sparkles, speaking the truth, yet somehow still being annoying.

I begin to walk aimlessly down the many aisles, not entering them, merely getting a feel for the shop.

I begin to panic, not knowing what to buy, Sparkles! Help!

Start with cereal.

Good idea! I walk down the shop back to aisles, all the way back to aisle one. I walk down the aisle looking at the cereals, and pick the lowest fat one, don’t want to ruin my figure.

So glad you’re not vain.

I turn to see some guy ogling me, he notices I turned around, and he walks away whistling, trying to pretend he wasn’t doing anything.

I smile, At least the boys like it.

So, what now? I ask Sparkles, she seems to know what I need, so I'll let her lead me.

Milk for the cereal? She offers

Shouldn't we leave that 'till last? So, ya know, it's still cold?

Sparkles giggles, See, I knew you had a brain up there somewhere.

I huff, Seriously! Sparkles, what is with you today?!

Sparkles just giggles again, I'm pretty sure I'm still drunk from last night.

I roll my eyes, That would explain it, you are a mean drunk.

Sparkles stomps in annoyance, Hey!

I smirk, Try and deny it.

I'm nice all the time!

I giggle, yeah sure.

I continue to walk around the store, I'm pretty sure you can't be drunk right now, even when I've been really hammered, I've never been drunk the next day.

Sparkles stays silent at this, Just shut up and get some soup.

I walk down the store to the tinned food isle, I'm really bad at cooking, so I usually have microwaveable things, or otherwise I'll stave! I can't live off boys, though I'd like to.

Bubbles, please, not that kind of soup. Says Sparkles, being a bit too cheeky for her own good.

I giggle at the joke, though, That was actually pretty funny, Sparkles!

Sparkles smirks, I was quite proud of it.

I look at the food for sale, I bend down and pick up some soup from the bottom shelf, I made sure not to bend my legs, letting everyone get a good look at my ass.

Is there anything else we need from here? I ask.

Just look around, there's probably something you need.

I pick up some other things, canned vegetables mostly.

I leave the isle, looking around, seeing I've walked to the back the store, the frozen section, Should I get some milk now?

Well, we're here, so might as well.

I pick up a bottle of milk, not really paying attention to what kind I'm getting.

I think that's it, unless I'm forgetting something.

Toilet paper, tissues, soap? How are you going on that kind of stuff? Asks Sparkles.

I think I need some toilet paper. I walk down the frozen isle, shivering slightly at the cold.

I go the corner of the store, and turn down the final isle, the most boring isle, I'll admit, this kind of shopping is boring, and I know that Sparkles doesn't go clothes shopping or anything, so I can see why she doesn't like shopping much.

Sparkles, the moment we sort this whole 'one body thing' out, I'm taking you shoe shopping! Then you'll see why shopping is fun!

Sparkles just chuckles, Fine, just add that to the bucket list. Right after me combining the magic of flight with a pig.

I lean down to get some toilet paper, but I don't make a show of it, no one, not even me, can look sexy while reaching for toilet paper.

Unless that's your thing, which is super gross!

I start my walk back to the front of the store, Do you really think we wont ever find out why we have the same body?

Sparkles sighs, Trust me Bubbles, you aren't the only one to be confused by this, I would love to know what's going on with us, but based on past experiences, I really doubt we'll be finding our answer, and if we do, it'll be a while from now.

I walk up to the counter, placing my basket on the bench, there a young man working the register.

Perfect.

God damn it.

I subtly press my large breasts together, making them seem bigger then they already are, "Hey there, cutie."

He purses placing my items through the register to look at me, he looks back down and continues working.

"Hello, miss." He says, completely flat faced.

I huff in annoyance.

"That'll be $54.27."

I hand the money to him and stomp angrily out the store, ignoring Sparkle's roaring laughter. I notice some other guy looking at me, I look over to him, swearing I saw red skin and horns, I blink and shake my head, and when I look back, I see no one there.

Sparkles, did you see that? I ask.

Sparkles purses her laughing session, What? Who?

I shake my head, and continue on my way home, Never mind.

I look at the XXX store, but decide against it and continue to the exit of the mall.

Twilight Bubbles skipping the triple X store?! Oh lord, what is the world coming to?! Says Sparkles sarcastically.

I don't give her an answer, when she being all annoying like this, it's better to just ignore her and hope she stops.

I leave the mall, the shopping bags resting under my elbows. The walk home it as boring as the walk to the shops. Today was cold, which also didn't help, I kind of wish I'd worn more, but at the same time, not really.

I finally reach my apartment block, and enter into it, there isn't a reception or anything, it's a pretty poopy place. But it's cheap, and I like that. I walk down the hall to the lift. This floor really didn't have much on it, the only person who lived here was mister Land Lubber, the rest of the floor was for stuff like the boilers and stuff.

I call the elevator down, expecting it to take a while, but to my surprise, it opens almost imminently. A really old looking guy with a walking stick slowly walks out of the doors, I jump in after he finally left and called it to third floor of seven.

The elevator slowly makes it way up to my floor, it doesn't ding when we my my floor, I think the bell's broken, again.

You, thinking-

Sparkles, please.

Right, sorry. She says apologetically, if one good thing's come out form her saving the world, apart from the whole world, it's take she's learned how to be a lot nicer.

Oi!

I giggle as I walk down the hall, I reach my flat, and walk in, I enchanted the door so that it can be unlocked with a key, but also by the touch of my hands, Sparkle's magic lessons rubbed off on me.

Sparkles was about to say something, but she didn't, I can guess what she was going to say though.

I walk into my home, I quickly walk over to the kitchen and place the bags down. I quickly magic away all the groceries.

I begin to feel a need in my pants. I moan as the sudden desire is quickly over taking me.

That only happens because you let it. Says Sparkles, but I ignore her.

I manually take off the pants I was wearing, it feels so much better to have my clothes slowly slide down my slutty body.

I smirk as I look to the ground seeing all of my toys all over the ground, "So which one of you dirty things get the pleasure of please me today?"

My hands glow with magic, on of my toys, an also solid black dildo, lights up with my magic and does a little dance on the floor as if saying, "Pick me, mistress! Pick me!"

I smile as I drop onto the carpet and spread my legs, showing the world my soaking, well fucked pussy. "Come to mummy, you beautiful thing!"

The dildo slowly reaches my lower lips, I moan as it slowly traces around them. The head of the toy is already completely soaked. I bit my lip as I begin to moan even louder, the teasing of the toy feeling amazing.

My hand slips under my shirt as I begin to caress my breasts, my nipples quickly becoming hard from the attention. I pinch my nipples, and cry in pleasure, I love being treated rough, even if my soft girly hands are nothing like the strong, rough hands of a hunky guy.

I continue to play with my breasts, as the dildo finally starts to penetrate my pussy, I moan again as I already feel my pleasure building to something. The feeling of the large, rubber cock slowly filling me is as amazing as always. I close my eyes and sigh in happiness as the black toy is hilted in my needy cunt.

The dildo is slowly pulled out of my vag, while one of my hands moves from my breasts to tickle the outside of my wet hole. I moan again when only the head of the dildo remains inside, it quickly rams itself inside, showing no mercy as I cry out in pleasure. The dildo starts to thrust itself in and out of my slit, I moan and scream as I roughly fondly my breast, pinching and pulling on my nipple.

I begin thrusting my hips to try and get the dildo further inside of me, faster then its already fast pace. I stop playing with the outside of my puss, and move my wet hand down a little bit to my butt hole. The new pleasure is too much for me, and I cry out as my vagina begins squirting juices in my floor, I moan and cry as my hips thrust to keep my orgasm flows through my body.

I lie on the ground panting as I recover from my session. The dildo slides out of my pussy and flops onto the floor.

I sit up and smell one of the best smells in the world, the smell of sex with a slut.

Blagh! Can you please have a shower? Complains Sparkle.

Ugh, fine. I stand up, and make my way to my bathroom.

---Author's Notes---
That was my first attempt at writing clop, so hopefully it wasn't too horrible. Anyway, I felt that this story had been inactive for a bit too long, so I kind of just pumped out the end of this chapter, so if there are any glaring issues, please don't hesitate to list them down below. But yeah, hope you all enjoyed!

A Simple Day for Sparkles
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How the Twilight Sparkles and Bubbles

A Simple Day for Sparkles

I don't know where I was, I was somewhere, but I'm not sure where. All around me was blackness, but in the distance was a crimson light, it told me of things I couldn't understand.

It wasn't talking to me, but I could understand that it was communicating with me. I stood up, I didn't even realise I was sitting, and I began to walk towards this light.

It was beckoning me, it told me of things, debauchery, lust, hate, gore, monsters. Family. I don't know what it was saying, I should be horrified, but I wasn't. I should run, but I didn't want to.

It was calling a call that I had to heed.

I looked to my side, Bubbles was walking beside me. I didn't know why.

We both had our own bodies, but I didn't question it. She looked different. There was a mirror in front of me, but I kept walking, the reflection was following. I saw myself. I looked different too, I was scared. But I liked it.

I couldn't see the light, I got scared, had its message stopped? I hoped not. I stopped moving, so did Bubbles, I looked past, there were other people with us, I didn't know who they were, but their presence calmed me. I had no idea why. The light came back, it was a darker shade, but it was brighter, closer, it's message clearer then ever.

But I still didn't know what it was saying.

It told us all to wake up, so we did.

"Wakey, wakey, Twilight!" Called a male voice from the foot of my bed, or a moment, I was scared that Bubbles had brought someone home last night.

"Come on Twilight, you've been sleeping for 10 minutes longer then you've scheduled! And if you don't get out of bed now, I'm the one who's going to have to deal with it later!" Complained the voice.

I felt my blankets pulled off my body, "Ugh, Spike... please, I need more sleep..." I complain as squirm in the sudden cold.

I leaned up and shook my head, trying to get the cobwebs out of my mind. I had a crazy dream last night, but I couldn't remeber for the life of me what had happened in it. I opened my eyes to see Spike looking away, covering his own eyes.

"Uhh, Spike? What's wrong?" I ask.

He continues to look away, before pointing at my chest. I look down to find that I'm completely naked. "Ahh!" I call, before grabbing my blanket and covering myself.

Spike looks back, to see my face furiously blushing, as the blanket makes me look at least half decent. "Twilight, why were you naked?" He asks me, crossing his arms and looking like a disapproving parent.

Shift my eyes from left to right, "I was, uhh, really hot last night." I say.

You can say that again!

Oh hush, you.

I'm an awful lair, but I hope that the excuse sounds realistic enough that Spike wont notice.

Spike suddenly puts his arms to his face, "Have I been breathing fire in my sleep again?" He asks.

"Uhh, yeah..." I say, glad that he finished my lie for me.

"Oh Jeez, sorry Twi, it just happens sometimes, ya know?" He says, looking very guilty.

I suddenly feel very bad, I hate it when he takes responsibility for these kinds of things. Especially when the thing he's feeling bad about doesn't even exist. "Don't worry about it, Spike, it wasn't that bad."

That seems to cheer Spike up a bit, "Alright. Anyway, I'm going to be in the kitchen preparing breakfast, and as always-"

"Yeah yeah, if I'm not there in time you get to eat my food."

Spike smirks at this as he exits the room.

"Honestly, that dragon..." I mumble as I step out of bed and make my way to my bathroom. Spike is a weird little drake, if it wasn't for his permanently spiky hair and tail, you wouldn't even know he wasn't a person.

I do my morning routine in the bathroom, brush hair, wash face, think about applying make-up, but decide I can't be bothered, that kind of stuff.

I walk back into the bedroom, and walk to my dresser, and pull out the first thing I find. Which happens to be a simple white blouse, red skirt, and a black bra and panties, none of which is very fashionable, but unless I know for sure that I'm meeting up with Rarity, I don't usually try very hard with my appearance. I have Bubbles to be worried about that kind of stuff.

I walk down the stairs of the library, and straight into the main bulk of the library, which is, not very surprisingly, the library itself. I walk through the large room and into the kitchen, it isn't very interesting, apart from the fact that it's the only room in the house which isn't all wood. In fact, it's a fairly industrial kitchen, it's all white and sterile, the bench tops are stainless steel, and if it wasn't for the dining table and window to the outside world, one could be fooled into thinking that it was, indeed, a industrial kitchen.

I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath through my nose, and smelt a heavenly smell. "Your cooking smells as great as ever, Spike."

"Uhh, Twilight?" Says Spike, sounding unsure.

I open my eyes and look at him, he's sitting at the table, eating a bowl of chocolate cereal.

"I'm not cooking anything." Said Spike, before having another spoonful of cereal.

"Oh, uhh... Well then..." I now recognise the smell, it is that of chocolate cereal. "Did you pour me a bowl?" I ask.

Spike swallows, then laughs nervously, "Heh, well, you see Twilight," he looks away, blushing, "This is your bowl." He says, blushing furiously.

"Oh come on, Spike! I wasn't that long, in fact, I was pretty swift this morning." I say, crossing my arms in annoyance.

"Heh, sorry Twilight, but I'm really hungry this morning..." He says before taking another bite of my cereal.

I get myself a bowl, and begin to pour my self some more cereal.

Spike looks at me awkwardly, before rubbing the back of his neck.

I stop pouring and look Spike straight in the face, "You're eating the last of the milk, aren't you?" I ask, though I already know the answer.

"Uhh, maybe?" He says, before lifting the bowl to his face and drinking the left over milk in his bowl.

I groan and slam my face into the table.

Spike takes his bowl o the sink while looking at me, a concerned look on his face, "Hey Twi, you alright? You look a bit out of it."

"What? You mean apart from hungry?" I say, frowning.

This causes Spike to giggle.

I ignore his giggling and continue on, "Agh, I had a terrible sleep last night, I had the weirdest dream."

"Really? What was it about? What happened in it?" Spike asked, as he put the cereal back into the cupboard in which it came.

"That's the thing, I can't remember, every time I try to it's all fuzzy, and every time I think I'm about to remember a detail, it scurries away." I say, as I magic some bread into the toaster.

"Yeah, that sounds like a dream alright." Says Spike, as we walks up to me and pulls some puppy eyes on me. "Hey Twilight, can I spend the day with the CMC?" He asked me.

I lean back in my chair and look to the main room of the library, it looks clean, and there's nothing out of place. "Alright, I can't see any problems with that."

He hugs me, before running for the door. "Thanks Twilight!" He opens the door, but pokes his head around before leaving, "Oh, and Twilight, the bread's stale." He says.

"Why you-!" I call, but the door's already closed and he's probably on the other side of Equestria by now, knowing how fast that boy can run.

My stomach rumbles, I'm hungry as all hell, and now Spike's informed me that the only food left on the house is inedible.

I could go for something hot, and sweet right now... Groaned Bubbles.

While I'm fairly certain that you're talking about penises, I'm going to pretend that you meant Sugar Cube Corner! I proclaimed, as I stood up.

I walked into the library, then to the door, I slipped my feet into the heels that I'd left there, the only reason I wore these heels was because they were easy to slip on and off.

I started my trek towards the town bakery, taking in the beautiful weather Ponyville had today, the sky was blue, the sun was shining bright, and there was only a single cloud in the sky. I could guess who's it was, judging by the small tuffs of rainbow hair handing over the side.

I was expecting Rainbow Dash to be sleeping, but the moment I got close to her cloud, she stuck her head over the edge and looked at me, I waved up to her, "Hello, Rainbow! How are you today?" I asked as she flew down to me.

Rainbow Dash is a rather petite woman, having not much of a body o speak for, which is perfect for her athletic needs. She was short with long legs, perfect for running, and she had a large upper body, thanks to her vigorous workout sessions.

"Whow whow whow, where do you think you're going?" She asks me accusingly, giving me the stink eye.

I stare blankly at her.

She suddenly looks very embarrassed, "Oh, I meant to say, "hey Twilight", heh... Funny how things just slip out sometimes..." She says as she rubs the back of her neck.

I continue to stare without an expression, "Well, that was awkward. I'm going to Sugar Cube Corner for breakfast." I Explain. " Because a certain baby dragon ate all the food in the house..." I mumble under my breath.

"Wait, did you say "Sugar Cube Corner"?!" Asks Rainbow Dash.

"Uhh, yeah? What else would I have said?" I say, looking the rainbow hair girl in the face, squinting my eyes at her.

"Why would you want to go there?" She asks, trying to play it cool, but having already failed.

"Because they have a good breakfast menu?" I offer.

"No...?" Trys Rainbow, "I heard they just, uhh, changed the menu. so you, uhh, can't go there?" She doesn't sound very convinced with herself, so neither am I.

"Okay Rainbow, now I have to go to Sugar Cube Corner, because I'm clearly not suppose to go there." I say, before attempting to walk past the short girl.

"Who says I'm trying to stop you from going to Sugar Cube Corner? What do you think, that the other girls put me on guard to stop you? That's crazy!" She says, sweating profusely now.

"Well, now that's what I believe." I say. It must be the influence of Applejack, because the chance of six girls becoming friends, and not a single one of them being able to lie is far to unlikely.

"Oh come on, Twilight! I'll do anything to make sure you don't get there!" She pleads, there really must be something going on down there.

But I quickly notice a almost fatal mistake of Rainbow's, "Anything, huh?" I say, an evil smirk adorning my face.

Rainbow's pupils shrink in realisation and fear, "Oh, crap."

"Thanks for going to the shops with me Rainbow." I say as we aproch the farmer's market in Ponyville main plaza.

Rainbow smiles, "Don't mention it, Twi. I was scared you were going to make me go to the spa or something."

I giggle at that, "Yeah, it crossed my mind. But I realised it was cost a lot for what would only be a small laugh, plus, if I have to shop, might as well do it someone else, and since Spike was unable too..."

Hey! Do I not even, like, exist anymore?!

"Yeah, I hate shopping to, its so slow and just, blegh." Says Rainbow, sticking out her tongue.

You have the boringest friends every, Sparkle. Complains Bubbles.

Oh shush. I say back.

"So Rainbow?"

"Hhm?"

"What's happening at Sugar Cube Corner?" I ask.

Rainbow snorts, "You think it'd be that easy?"

I shrug, "It was worth a shot."

We enter the plaza, people walking around all over the place, small stalls off to the sides, people shouting about how their products were the best in all the lands.

I take a smell of the fresh produce. There really in nothing like the smell of the countryside.

I can think of a better one...

I don't dignify her with an answer.

"So, what are we looking for?" Asks Rainbow, looking around the place and taking it all in.

"Food really, I'm kind of out." I say.

"Yeah, but what kind of food?" Rainbow looks me in the face, clearly not having a lot of patience today.

My stomach growls, reminding me that I still hadn't eaten today, "Preferably something I can eat now." I spy the Sweet Apple Acres stall not too far from us. "A good apple would be perfect right about now."

We walk over to the stall, and see Applejack standing behind it, proudly boasting about the best apples in Equestria, recommended by the Princesses themselves.

Applejack is one hell of a woman, most wouldn't say sees very attractive, but that isn't much of an insult to her. She has a massive build, in which both nature and nurture had rolls in supplying. She's a very tall woman, not quite as tall as Rarity, but she's up there. Her skin's dark and leathery, thanks to her life out on the sun, she also has a makeupless, rough face thanks to lots of time in the dirt. All of this clashes quite badly with her long, luscious, blond hair, cascading down her body in to giant ponytails.

She sees us and waves a hearty wave," Howdy there girls, how are ya'll today?" She asks.

I find her presence kind of confusing, "Applejack? What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Why wouldn't Ah be here?" She asks, her southern drawl as strong as ever.

Rainbow shuffles uncomfortably, Applejack notices this and gives her an unimpressed look, "Rainbow, what ain't you tell me this time?" She asks.

"Well, me and the girls are kind of doing something secret, and he didn't want you to spill the beans, so..." Say Rainbow, getting straight to the point.

"Ya'll saying Ah can't keep a secret? Who says I can't keep a secret?!" Says Applejack, stomping her foot onto the ground.

"Uhh, fate itself?" Suggests Rainbow.

Applejack crosses her arms and harrumphs.

"Can I have five golden delicouses?" I ask, trying to dispel the hostile mood those two always inspire in each other.

"What? Oh, yeah, of course, sugarcube." She says before grabbing the apples out of a barrel behind her.

She puts them in a bag and hand them to me, "That'll be five bits, Twi."

I hand her the coins and take the bag, I imminently pull out one of the apples and start eating it. "Fanks, Fapplejack." I mumble around the apple.

The two girls look at me, "Wha?" I ask.

"Well, no offence Twi, but ya table manners leave at lot to beh desired." Applejack says.

"Yeah, your eating is even worse than Pinkie's when she's eating cake." Laughs Rainbow.

I mutter angrily to myself as I begin to walk away, I can guess where I get my sloppiness from.

It's way sexier when it's messy! Says Bubbles.

I knew you were going to say something like that.

"Hey Twilight, wait up!" Calls Rainbow as she jogs up behind me.

"So, is that why no one told me about what's happening at Sugar Cube Corner?" I asked.

"What in the who now?" Replied Rainbow, quite confused.

"Because I can't keep a secret?" I ask rhetorically.

"Well, uhh, yeah? And you're not a very good lier." She says, sounding actually sure of herself for the first time today.

"Hey! That's unfair!" I shout, stomping my foot.

"Whow, calm down Twilight! If it makes you feel any better, the reason I'm not there is because I'm a terrible lier."

I raise my eyebrow at this, Was that the great Rainbow Dash showing a bit of humility?" I say, smirking.

"What ever that means, don't go telling other people that I said that!"

I think she thinks that humility is an insult. "Rainbow, having humility is a good thing!"

"Them why you say it like an insult?" She asked me.

I cross my arms, "That's a good question. I think I was making fun of you, though I'm not sure why. I think I was trying to make a joke, but it wasn't very funny."

Rainbow throws her arms over her head, "No need to over think, Twilight!"

See Twilight, even your friends know where it's at!

"Can we just continue shopping?" I say tentatively.

"Uhh, sure." Say Rainbow, slightly taken back by my strong tone. "Over there's Carrot Top's stall, she has a good range of vegetables."

"Alright, next stop, Carrot Top's stall!" I proclaim as we work off and continue shopping.

I was currently walking home by myself, Rainbow had run off a little while ago, right after we'd finished shopping. I had a couple bags of stuff, but a lot of what I need I'll have to get Bubbles to get for me from Manehatten.

My route home happened to take me right past Sugar Cube Corner, I heard voices inside, despite the fact that it, and most other shops at this time, had closed for the day. I knew I probably shouldn't, but I just couldn't help myself; I walked up to the door, and held my ear up against it.

"Rainbow, Twilight doesn't suspect anything does she?" I heard Rarity ask.

"Uhh, maybe?" Said Rainbow, honestly what was with her today?

"Rainbow-" I heard Rarity begin, but she took a large, quite random breath, "Well, I guess it is quite hard to keep a secret from Twilight."

What? She was about to give Rainbow a serving! What made her stop?

I heard a rumble in the sky, I didn't have the time to think about this new conundrum, I had to get home before the rain started. Spring always annoys me is this way, in the same day it'll go from beautiful, to raining, and back to blue skies, it was just allover the place.

I quickly made my way home, because of the rain, it became a lot darker a lot faster than normal. I managed to get home just before the rain started.

I slipped out of my heels, happy to not have to wear the uncomfortable clothing anymore.

Oh come on! I don't even have to try!

I actually laughed at that, Sorry about ignoring you today, Bubbles, social interactions and such.

"Spike! I'm home, I did the shopping!" I call into the house as I walk into the kitchen, dumping the bags into the table.

"Spike?" I call again, still failing to hear a reply, I spied a note on the bench however.

Dear Twilight,

I got home to find that weren't here, so I've left this note instead. Did that make sense, wait, yeah, it did. Anyway, I'm spending the night at Scootaloo's with the others, so don't wait up!

From, Spike

I sigh as I place the note back on the table, "Don't wait up? What is he, a teenage girl?"

I guess we're making our own dinner tonight.

I been feeling really hungry all day, no matter what I've been eating, I hope a large, nice meal will help me with that. If only I could remember how to cook...

I walk into the library proper, and scan the shelves. "I know there's a cook book somewhere around here..." I mumble to myself.

Finally I find it, I lean down to pick it off the shelve, and I flip though it, looking at all the different recipes that it houses. Most of them are way out of my league. I finally find one that looks doable.

"Mac 'n' Cheese, huh? Not a fan of the abbreviated "and", but it'll have to do." I say, wondering back into the kitchen. "Ingredients: macaroni, or other pasta , and cheese." I stare at the book for a second, before shrugging it off, "Wish I could come up with such an accurate name."

I open the fridge to find no cheese, I move on to the cupboard to find that there is no "macaroni, or other pasta". I quickly look in the bags, only to find that I hadn't bought either. "Gosh darn it." I huff, crossing my arms, "Any ideas, Bubbles?"

We could go out for dinner? She suggests. As she says this, a loud rumble of thunder and flash of lightning light up the house. Or not.

I notice that I'd forgotten to turn the lights on, and a quick flash of my hands changes that.

I decide to just fry up some vegetables, the meal might not have a name, but it'll get the job done. I grab a frying pan out from under the sink, and put it atop the stove.

Aren't you supposed to boil vegetables?

I have no idea. I say. I decide to put boil some vegetable, and boil them, that should sort the problem.

After eating some under boiled and over fried vegetables, it was time for bed. But before so a note came in through the mail slot on the door. I walked over to the soaked note and quickly read it. It basically said that it was going to be raining all of the next day, and that it would be a doosy, and that people should stay in their homes.

I sigh as I realise this means that Spike wont be home tonight, Hey Bubbles, should we spend the night at your place? You'll probably be in charge of the body tomorrow anyway.

Yeah, that sounds good! She confirms.

I take off my clothes, and walk down into my basement, dumping them in the hamper down there. My magic activate the runes and the portal to Bubbles' place opens up, I step though, enjoying the feeling of raw magic on my naked body perhaps a bit too much.

I walk through the main room of her house and into her bedroom and collapse into her smelly, creaky bed. Her bed and mattress are falling apart, thanks to lots of quite abusive activities. Abusive to the bed, at least. I look out the window and see nothing but the building adjacent to this one. It's weird, this is the only place I've ever stayed at in while I don't get a nice view.

I sigh as I close my eyes. Night Bubbles.

Night Sparkles.. And like that, we were out like a light.

Author's Note

Here we are, chapter 3!

As always, this is unedited, so remember, if you find any faults in the writing, make sure to list them down below!

I know this was a little boring, but world building and all that shit. Anyway, next chapter will be a bit more interesting, promise!

A Simple Day for Bubbles
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A Simple Day for Bubbles

Author's Note

Chapter 4, welcome, enjoyed, unedited, etc. I think you all get how my Author's Notes work by now.

Contains: Oral, bimbos, masturbation, consensual vaginal sex (yes, of course it's a Bubbles chapter)

Oh, and I should point out, that my clop writing is still kind of crap, and I would really appreciate some constructive criticism!

A Simple Day for Bubbles

I knew this place, but I don't think I've ever been here before. I feel like I have, but I'm sure I haven't. I see a red light in the distance, I only now realise that everything is black, but I don't really care.

I begin walking towards the light, it feels like the right thing to do. The closer to the light I get, the better I feel. I shiver as my pussy starts to get wet, I love this feeling, and the light says I can get more the closer I get to it.

I look to me side, Sparkles is here with me, I see that her legs have juices sliding down them, before realising that the same juices are running down my legs. This makes me moan in pleasure. Sparkles looks weird, but at the same time, she looks the way she should.

I look to my other side, there are other people here too, they look weird, but I can't figure out why. I look back to the light, it tells us to stop moving, so we do. But I don't want to, every step closer to the light makes me feel even better. It tells us to look to our partners, so we do.

Me and Sparkle look at each other, her eyes are lusty and dominating, I allow my self to get lost in them, she jumps on me, and kisses me aggressively, I gladly except the kiss, our tongues battling each other in our mouths.

The light tells up to stop, so we do. We all look back to the light, it's proud of us, we'll see it soon, we know this. It says for us to wake up now, so we do.

I stretched as I woke up, every time me and Sparkles-

Sparkles and I.

Yeah, whatever, when we switch who has control, it always makes me feel the need to stretch. I slide out of bed, realising that I hadn't slept under any blankets last night, huh, weird, I'd though it'd be super cold without a blanky.

I stumble out of my room and into the living room, I make sure not to trip on any of my toys as I walk into my kitchen. "What to eat?" I say out loud, "Oh! I know!"

I lean down and grab some Mac 'n' Cheese from the cupboard. It has very simple instructions, put into bowl, but water in bowl, heat bowl, add powder, mix, eat. It's so simple, only a real idiot wouldn't be able to do it.

Shut up.

I laugh at my own joke as I follow the instructions, in only a couple of minutes I've made my self breakfast, I pull the Mac out of the microwave, and add the cheese, I use my magic to stir the two together as I clear my table, and by clear, I mean sweep off the magazines that litter it.

Very articulate wording, Bubbles. Complements Sparkles.

I giggle, Thanks!

I sit at the table and float the Mac 'n' Cheese over here, pulling a fork out of the draw as I do so. I'm crazy hungry, and can't wait to eat!

As I eat a letter is teleported up into my apartment. I don't get why all magic users don't do this, it's a simple spell, and it means that I never have to go to the letter box to get a letter. I float it over to me and read it, it's today's whether report. It says that the rain will reach Manehatten during the night, but today should be fairly nice whether.

Darn, I wanted to go out tonight!

Why don't you go out during the day? Says Sparkles.

Oh! That's a great idea! I jump up out of my chair in excitement. I flick my fingers, and the empty bowl and dirty fork into my sink. I notice I'm still hungry, but I decide to ignore it.

I skip into my room, "What to wear? What to wear?" I wander out loud.

An idea comes to me, I wave my hands with magic, I'm made up for the day, my hair is brushed and done up, my face is covered in make up, I'm wearing a pair of pink bullet heels, and skin coloured leggings. My dress is barely long enough to cover my crotch, there's a large cut out from my mid section, and a little heart shaped cut out for my cleavage. Considering how cold it is today, I decide to put on some panties, they're also pink and frilly.

Let me guess the plan. Says Sparkles as I walk out of my home, Boys?

I jump in excitement, Boys!

I skip down the hall of the building, it'd been days since I last had sex, and I was super excited at the idea of dick.

Honestly, sometimes it's hard to believe you actually exist.

I call the lift, but it's taking, like, forever! I get really annoyed, and hit the button loads of times!

Eventually the lift comes, and I jump in, I press the button for the ground floor, the elevator lurches as it creaks down to the bottom.

I continue skipping down the hall, eventually reaching the door to the outside world, I walk outside, ready to face the world. Today's weather was nice enough, it looked like it should be cold, overcast sky, and there's a slight breeze, but it doesn't feel cold, so I decide to ignore it!

I start walking down the street, hoping to get out of this neighborhood and to somewhere less terrible. I continue walking, not really thinking about much, until Sparkles says something I should've thought of before.

Were exactly do you expect to find any guys at this time of day? She asks.

This is actually a really good question, one I don't know the answer to. I have no idea! I proclaim, Maybe we should just walk around and hope some hunk notices us?

Hey, don't ask me about this stuff!

You're the one who brought it up...

After an hour or so, I finally leave the bad part of town. I'm now entering the city proper, full of people running around, doing their business, tall buildings towering over the streets, and lots of coffee shops.

I unfortunettly got lost in a crowd, Agh! I hate the city! Yeah, there's boys everywhere, but there's also so many people! How will anyone notice me?!

Isn't this where all the clubs and bars are located?

Well duh! But it isn't night, so no one's there!

I continue to walk around the city, no ideas popping into my head about what to do. I could go shopping, but the only boys who go shopping are with their girlfriends, and I want to be fucked!

I'm lost at this point, not just do I not know where I am, but I also have no idea how to attract a guys attention. I stop for a second in a little plaza, there's not many people here, because I assume it's the middle of work hours. I sit down on a bench, the plaza's pretty basic, all concrete, with the trees in a little pattern, and there's some nice patterns made out of tiles on the ground, but it isn't much special.

Ugh! I just don't know what to do! Just as I'm about to give up, I feel someone tap my shoulder.

I turn to see a boy, he's looks to be in his twenties, he's really short, and quite thin, he looks really nerves to be near me. He's not very attractive, but he's not all that bad.

"Uhh, well, s-sorry to disturb you miss..." He stammers.

I smile, I've not decided whether he's willing to prick me or not, so I try not to do anything too suggestive yet, "What is it, cutie?" I ask.

"Well, yes, you see... I couldn't help notice you, and, uhh... you're very pretty?" He really is adorable, I've always had a bit of a thing for nerves boys, but there's nothing better than some monster lording over me... The thought alone is making me excited.

"I was wondering what someone has attractive as you was doing here all alone, is all..." He says, sounding very slightly more sure of himself, but not all that much so.

I decide at this moment that he's the guy I want to fuck, I haven't had a cock in so long, I'm close to settling for anyone. I push my chest forwards a little bit and my head back a little bit, letting him get a better look at my cleavage. "I've been waiting for someone..." I say, looking away.

"Uhh, who, might I ask?"

I look back at him a sultry smile, "You..."

He takes a step back, clearly surprised, "Oh, no, sorry, I don't have a lot of money..."

I stand up, "I don't need money, silly," I step over to him, and whisper into his ear, "Only a time and place..."

He takes a deep breath, before grabbing my arm forcefully, I look at his eyes, they have a predatory glint in them. I'm a bit surprised by this sudden show of dominance, but I'm not complaining.

"My place isn't too far from here." He says, letting go of my arm, before quickly running off.

I follow him, easy using my long, shapely legs to keep up with him. What do you think of this guy? I ask Sparkles as we begin to walk down a back street.

The faster we get home, the better. Is all she says.

We reach a small apartment block, "This is the place." He says.

We step inside, he lives in one of the first apartments, so also immediately as we walk into the building, he's pulled out a key. He unlocks his door and steps inside, I follow close behind.

The inside of his apartment is really gross, it's clear that he's only recently moved out of home and is enjoying not having his mummy telling him to clean up. There's clothes and dirty dishes everywhere, empty boxes also litter the ground. The only nice thing about the place is the smell.

I could argue.

Before I can rebuttal, the guy forces me against the wall, kissing me violently, roughly foundling my breasts. The act makes my pussy wet, I love being treated like this.

I pull away from the kiss, "Oh, you're really excited to start aren't you?" I ask, I look down at his pants, which are tenting, I shiver at the thought of that dick.

I kneel down, getting on my knees, my face directly in front of his crotch. I lick my lips as my hands light up with magic, his pants teleport off of his body, and are dumped a couple of meters away from us.

His dick stands up proud, looking a good 14cm, it's straight as an arrow, pulsating veins running up the side, large balls dangling under a forest of pubic hair, and it's strong, musky smell, hits me like a fright train. I shudder in pleasure at just the sight of it, my wet pussy begging for me to feel it. I open my mouth and take one, long lick from the bottom to the top, as I reach the top a drop of pre lands on my tongue, I moan at the taste.

The guy also moans in pleasure as feeling my skilled tongue on his throbbing cock. I reach the bottom of his dick again, kissing and licking my way up to the top again, my puffy lips leaving behind pink lipstick stains. He moans again, loader this time, as I flick the head with my tongue, again getting a little taste of his delicious seed.

I can't wait any longer, I open my mouth into a 'O' shape, and take the cock into my mouth, making sure my lips seal around it, letting my teeth slightly scrape the top and bottom of the dick. His taste invades my mouth, it's so strong, it tastes better than any cock I've ever had before, I felt like I could eat the taste along, living off this amazing dick. My tongue coils around as I slowly make my way to the bottom of his dick. I make my way to the bottom, feeling his hairs tickle my face.

"Down in one gulp, such a slut..." He moans.

After the dirty talk I can't hold back anymore, I slowly begin bobbing mt head up and down his dick, as my hands again light up with magic, this time making my panties disappear, I don't care where they've gone. One of my hands grabs his leg for support, while the other goes to explore my aching pussy. I moan as I suck this cock, my fingers tickling the lips of my slit.

I moan even loader as my fingers slowly enter my pussy, easy slipping in thanks to all my juices.

The guy moans even loader, "Yeah, my musky cock turns you on, doesn't it, slut?" He moans, a devilish smirk crossing his innocent looking face. I can only moan in response. "I can smell your pussy juices from up here." He moans again.

I pull back from his dick, his hand grabs the back of my head and pushes me back down again, I moan hard, my voice vibrating his cock.

My fingers continue to play soaking wet pussy, pumping in and out relentlessly. I continue to moan around the musky, rock hard dick in my mouth, the act of sucking off some guy almost being enough to get me to cum.

I begin to bob my head faster and pump my fingers faster as I get closer to orgasm. The guy to moans and thrusts his cock down my throat, pumping faster and faster out of pleasure.

He begins panting, very quickly reaching orgasm, my hands drift to his cock as they begin to pump it as my head bobs up and down, my tongue flicking his head and his pre leaking out. Very quickly me begins to cry out, his cock twitches, and the flood gates open. I move my head back so only his head remains in as his cum shoots out of his dick, my hand continue to milk the penis as I swallow the delicious, hot, thick liquid. It sticks to my throat, but that only causes me to moan even loader.

His cock quickly calms down, his torrent of magnificent seed coming to a stop. His dick comes out of my mouth with a load "pop" noise. He collapses to the ground, panting and red faced.

I'm panting as well, but for a different reason, I crawl on top of him, "Ready for round two, stud?" I ask, my juices leaking off of my leg and dripping onto his.

He takes a deep breath, before smiling, and looking right at me, "You know I am." He says as his dick begins to harden again, in no time being full length.

I lift myself up, before slowly lowering myself onto his hard rod, I moan as I feel the head pressing against my wet vag. I cry out in pleasure as the dick penetrates my slutty hole, and continue to squeak and moan all the way down, until I finally bottom out. The guy moans out load as my fuck hole in filled with his hard cock.

I slowly lift myself up, me and the guy moaning in tandem at the feeling of his cock in my pussy. I drop back down again, making sure not to go to fast.

I begin to slowly work up a rhythm, moaning loader and loader still at the feeling of his rod. He begins to fondle breasts,, roughly feeling them up. He's clearly very inexperienced, spasticly trusting and roughly pushing my breasts around, but I don't care; the feeling of a hard cock can be beaten by little else.

I feel full when the cock is inside me, like part of me's missing until I'm being speared by a penis. I look at the guys face, his eyes are closed and his mouth open, gasping and moaning in ecstasy. I love reducing men to nothing more then slobbering messes, but I wish we could do the same, but I guess you take what you can get.

I moan nonetheless, the feeling of a cock is just magical. My eyes roll in the back of my head out of pleasure.

"Yeah, you love my cock, don't you?" The guy grunts.

Again, all I can do is moan in response. I do, I love this guy's cock, I don't care about his face, his personality, even his name, I just care for his hard, beautiful penis. I can feel him already working up to an orgasm, he's really got one hell of a hair trigger.

I decide that if he's going to blow so soon, I might as well go all out. I begin to throw myself up and down the dick, moaning like the slut I am in pure pleasure.

"Oh, yeah... I'm getting close..." He moans, closing his eyes has he feels my ever tight canny clutching his inexperienced cock.

He's panting hard now, getting oh so close, I moan and moan as I know he's getting so close to filling my needy cunt.

His dick twitches, and he cries as he trusts into me hard, hot cum exploding up my pussy. My cunt clenches as I spasm and moan, my pussy milking his cock as an orgasm rocks my body. I continue trusting, trying to keep my orgasm going as long as possible.

I collapse onto the guys, his penis flopping out of my used twat, cum leaking out of me as he and I pant in the amazing after glow of our orgasms.

You're going to have to cast the "morning-after" spell.

I wasn't even listening, I hadn't had a good, rough fuck in a while, and the feeling was to amazing to ignore.

I can't remember where I fell asleep.

But I'll never forget where I woke up.

Waking Up
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Waking Up

Author's Note

Get ready ladies and gentlemen, because it's time for this story to...

It's at this point this story's going to take a turn to crazy town, and while this may seem random, this has been planned from the start, and I've tried to drop hints, but yeah... Enjoy!

Waking Up

I jolted awake, jumping up for no apparent reason. I tried to open my eyes, but the light was way to bright for that. I had a splitting headache, it felt like someone had just up a whole bunch of unwanted stuff in my head, and it was trying to get out.

"Uhh, my head!" Called a voice from beside me.

I cried out in shock before looking to my side, backing away from the potential threat. Next to me was a naked woman, she was sitting up, also clutching her head. She had long, bleach blonde hair, that flowed down her body a long way. She very large assets, almost to big to be true, she was a little fatter than me, which made sense considering she was so big in those areas, and I'm quite thin.

She had somethings about her that were clearly wrong, but I barely even noticed over the most shocking thing I've think I've ever seen.

My brain could barely comprehend it, but not matter how long I stared, the sight never changed. My whole life was redefined in the moment I realised who this woman was.

"Bubbles?"

She suddenly opened her eyes, and her head snapped onto me, her mouth was hanging open. I got a good look at her face she looked so much like me, a twin almost. Her eyes, the way her mouth opened, her nose, everything. I'd never seen Bubbles with my own eyes, only ever out of hers. She was beautiful. Did I say that? I'm so confused right now. I can't love my sister. Was she my sister? My mind's going a million miles a minute, I don't know-

I felt a bone crushing hug, Bubbles was latching onto me, happy tears rolling down her face, "Sparkles! It's you! In the flesh! The real you!" She says, clearly as amazed as I am.

I forget my headache as I hug her back, my own tears of happiness rolling down my face, "Bubbles! I- I don't know what to say!" I stammer, I feel I should say something, this is the biggest thing to ever happen in our lives, and I couldn't even think of anything to say.

"Same! This is, like, the most amazing thing ever!" She says, laughing with happiness as we hold each other for the first time.

I lean out of the hug, holding Bubbles by the shoulders as I look her over. She's clearly doing the same thing to me. "Bubbles, your skin is so soft!" I say.

I finally get to hold my sister, and the only thing I could say was that she had soft skin. Good job me.

Bubbles giggles, "Thanks! Your not too bad yourself!"

I blush at that.

We let go of each other and just sit for a while, glowing in each other's company. It was amazing, almost completely surreal to see Bubbles right here, in front of me.

Bubbles gaze peels off of me, and she looks around, confusion flooding her face. "Uhh, Sparkles?"

"Yeah?" I ask, still reeling in the happiness of this situation.

"Where are we?" She asks.

The takes me out of my almost hypnotic state of astonishment. I look around, in much the same way Bubbles did moments before.

We're in a small room, a red tinge in everything you can see. It appeared that we were deep underground, as we were in a small rocky cave, very rough and jagged rock surrounding us. Around the entire perimeter of the room there is what appears to be a small moat of lava, it spewing red fire into the air. That would explain the red tinge.

It appeared there was no way in, and therefore no way out. The cave was just taller than our heads.

"I have no idea." I replied.

"Sparkles?" Bubbles asks, sounding concerned.

"Hmm?" I hum, enjoying the warmth of the room, despite the fact that I was naked I felt quite comfortable.

"Why aren't I scared of this place?" She asked.

I look at her. She has her arms crossed over her chest, a look of fear on her face as she continued to look around this small room.

"I..." Suddenly realised that I had no idea. Where we were looked like a prison cell in Tartarus more than anything else, that should've been extremely concerning. But it just sort of... wasn't. It was extremely odd, I was more scared of not being scared.

"I wish I knew." I say. It's true.

"Do you think someone's messing with our head... heads?" Bubbles asks.

That thought does scare me. "I... hope not." Is all I can say.

I shivered.

"Are you cold?" Asks Bubbles.

"No, just, concerned." I say, I'm quite confused, and I hate being confused. It always makes me feel helpless.

I stand up, taking a step forward in a heroic manner, "we have to do something!" I proclaim.

Bubbles looks at me, "I agree completely," she says, but she rubs the back of her neck, "but what can we do?"

I slump back down to the ground, "damn it Bubbles, I'm trying to be positive!" I complain.

"But, like, you're right! We should to something! I just don't know what!" Says Bubbles, laying onto the ground.

I stand back up again, "well laying around," I look down to Bubbles, "uhh, literally, isn't going to help!"

Bubbles stood up, and walked over to the side of the room, getting closer to the bubbling lava.

"Bubbles! Don't get to close to the stuff!" I warn, but Bubbles doesn't listen.

She gets right up the the edge, and kneels down. She reaches her hand out, getting terrifyingly close to the molten rock.

"Bubbles!"

Her borrow scrunches in confusion. "Uhh, Sparkles? Isn't lava supposed to be, like, super hot?" She asks.

"Yes!" I cry, "get away from it!"

Bubbles turns to me, finally moving away from the lava, "but it isn't! Same with the room, everything's red and burn-y! Shouldn't it be, like, a million degrees?!" She shouts, arms flailing.

I look around, the majority of the room is on fire, and yet it isn't how or anything, warn, maybe. Really, the best way to describe the temperature of the room is pleasant. Again, my lack of reaction and fear to this new discovery is what's making up most of my anxiety.

"Bubbles, I'm not concerned by this."I say, "this entire situation seems fine!" I shout waving my arm. I look Bubbles right in the eye, "and that scares me, a lot."

Bubbles looks back at me, fear evident in her eyes, "I don't know how to feel, Sparkles! I want to be scared, but I'm just, sorta, not."

"I feel the same Bubbles! We're in a tiny room, in which we can barely stand up, everything's on fire, and- and-" I fall to the ground. I look down at my hands, something about them is, different, but I con't tell what. Or why it should be concerning. I mean, I do know why it should be concerning, but I don't care. But I do care that I don't care.

I look at Bubbles, and again notice that something's different, but I can't tell what.

I curl up, clutching my legs to my face, "everything's different, but it's all-"

"Fine?" Offers Bubbles.

I look out at her, "even we're different." I say, "we're not even in the same body anymore!"

I see Bubbles eyes well up, "I'm really scared Sparkles, but I'm forcing myself to be scared because I think I should be!"

"I don't know what to do!" I moan, my head falling into my hands.

Out of nowhere, I feel a large fluctuation of magic, right in the middle of the room. Bubbles and I look at each other, before quickly shuffling away from the middle of the room. Bubbles crawls over to me, and hugs me tightly. I hug her back.

There's a loud noise, like that of a fire, as a red portal opens up in the direct middle of the room. The portal is like a hole in the floor, it is a couple of feet across, and has red flames lapping around the perimeter of it. It reminds me of a changeling portal, but the fire isn't emerald.

"That portal's been here the whole time!" Exclaims Bubbles. I look at her, before looking around the room. Bubbles is correct, the portal has been laying dormant in the room the whole time, all that was needed was for it to get a bit of magic, and therefore "power-up" as it were.

I try to look into the portal, but it's pitch black. I want to go to it, walk into it. I feel it's something I want to do. But it isn't something I should do, for obvious reason.

My heart says yes, but my mind says no.

Bubbles and I look to each other, I know we're thinking, or should I say, felling the same thing.

"Should we?" She asks.

I sigh. "What else can we do?"

Bubbles shacks her head, "I don't know."

I stand up, and Bubbles reluctantly follows. "I don't want to do this." I say, I close my eyes and take a shuddering breath.

Bubbles grabs me by the hand, "neither," she says. We take steps together, and fall into the portal.

We brace our selves for anything, but what we got was nothing we expected.

First off, I was not expecting a graceful landing, but we both fell to our feet, and both kept our balance.

"Wow." Said Bubbles.

I agree.

We were in a large cavern, sort of a scaled up version of our cell from before. It was, again, all rock, there were small cracks and channels all over the floor, in between them was more lava. The room was huge, feeling very much like a conference hall, for lack of better compassion.

All around us pairs of people were dropping, in very much the same way us as, every pair I saw was similar to us, two people, one looked normal, while the other was a sexualised version of the first. Or the first was the sexualised one was first, and the other was a toned down version of them. What ever, doesn't matter, what does matter though is the idea that Bubbles and I aren't the only ones.

"Where are we now?"Asks Bubbles.

"I don't know." I reply.

After a couple of minutes, people stop coming, there are about twenty pairs in total.

I large man, easily the tallest in the room, decides to take charge. "Does anyone know what the hell is going on?!" He shouts.

I notice something off about everyone here, apart from it looking like a twin convention, but again, I can't seem to figure out what is wrong.

"I think we've been kidnapped!" Shouts a woman from across the room.

Yes, that would make sense, but what to we all have on common? "Maybe we should all rally together and try to figure out why us?"

The pairs begin to walk towards Bubbles and I. I strain my self, trying to see any details that they all have in common. Despite not having been able to detect detail since arriving... where ever we are, I do notice something. In all the pairs, the "sexy" one is trailing behind the other, where's the "normal" one is working in a very commanding style. Even in the males, where's the second ones are large and buff. And while this detail is indeed weird, again, I sort of don't care.

"Alright," says the man from before, "let's go through the facts."

"Ok, so one," I start, "we're in a cave-"

"That's on fire!" Shouts one of the other girls, her tongue laced with a southern drawl. I look over to her, and notice she's the hyper variation of the pair. She reminds me of Bubbles in many ways. She's very... large, has fire red hair, and dark, tanned skin, her counter-part is also very large, but instead has large muscles. I assume they're Apples, but what are they doing down here with us? Why are any of us down here?

Are we even down?

I decide not to bring attention to them, and get on with listing the facts. "We're all, uhh, twins?" I offer.

Everyone looks around, not quite sure on my wording.

"What are we?" Asks a man up the back, we all turn to look at him. He's got matted, brown hair, and a small, scraggly beard. His counterpart had basically the same features, but on him the looked good.

Did I just say that?

"Uhh, I mean, me and Boulder Bash were always... I don't know, one and the same?" He tries.

"Same!" Calls Bubbles.

Everyone murmurs in agreement.

"Well then, I guess that's the common factor." States the man from before.

"But why?" I ponder, fingers rubbing my chin as I think.

"I think there's a more pressing issue." Says the man, I look at him, curiosity clear on my features.

"Oh yes?"

"Why aren't I, and I assume as all, concerned?" He asks.

"I think someone's messing with our heads!" Shouts Bubbles.

"Ah reckon it's changelin's." Says the Apple from before.

"Yes. But again, the question of the hour, why?!" I shout.

Someone starts crying, I feel like joining them.

"I'm re-heally scared!" Sobs the woman. We all look to her, she's quite petite, even her counter-part, while big, isn't as outlandish as most other people in this room.

We all look to her. I don't know why, but the fact that's she's upset distresses me. And not for the obvious reasons. It's like if one of my close friends was upset, I just want to go and hug her.

One of the girls next to her walks over to comfort her, only to find that her counter-part is already giving her a cuddle. The women still tries though. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not scared!" The crying girl shouts, "I'm usually an introvert! I don't like talking! Why am I talking?!" She curls up and begins sobbing on the floor.

"So there maybe someone tooling with our minds." I state, "but it's odd. If someone is playing with our heads, why allow us to become aware to it? Why allow us to react to it?"

"Oh, I don't know!" The man from before states. I get a good look at him, he's very tall, seven feet even, and very large. His muscles are extreme, but despite this, they aren't bulging or vain-y. His face is firm, but not ugly or anything. In fact, he's rather attractive, I look to his alternative to see that he's, unsurprisingly, a bombshell. They look to be part of the guard. "I just want to be out of here!"

That's a thought. My hands light up as I begin to slowly wave them around, scanning the room for any noticeable magics.

"What are you doing?" Asks the man.

Bubbles notices what I'm doing, and begins to scan as well. "We're scanning for anything, like, crazy!" Bubbles tells him.

My eyes widen at what I find, "oh my..." I whisper.

I look to Bubbles, she looks back to me, by the look in her eyes, and can tell she as amazed, and shocked, as I am.

"What? What is it?" Asks the man, a bit unnerved from Bubbles' and my reaction.

"Well," I start, "there is a lot of ambient magic in this room, but it's nothing concerning, just large amounts of what's usually considered 'normal'."

"Ok, I guess."

"But," I say, holding up my hands, "this is something concerning." I look around, "the oddest thing in this room is... us."

He looks at me, "what does that mean?"

"Well, it means, well, that," I stumble on my words, not quite sure how to phrase what I'm sensing.

"It means that there's a lot of weird magic-y stuff all over us!" Say Bubbles, proud that she was able to word what I couldn't.

"Would that be that, like, changeling mind magic stuff?" Asks one of the girls.

"No," I say, "that would make this easy." I joke.

No one laughs.

I clear my throat, trying to get over the awkward silence a bit. "Yes, well, anyway. What makes this weird is that not just are we radiating the magic, as far as I can tell, we're also producing the magic."

Everyone looked at me, a bit lost.

"It means that we're the changelings!" Say Bubbles.

Some of the people gasp, and the others look very concerned. The women from before cracks a loud sob.

"No no no!" I say, worried that Bubbles has upset everyone in the room. "We're not actually changelings, Bubbles is just saying that our weird emotion reactions are not of some outside force, but are from ourselves. As if we were changelings and had cast a spell on ourselves."

"So, are we changelings?" Asks the large man.

"No, the magic signature is completely different to that of a changeling's magic." I explain, the others seem to be satisfied with that. "But," time to upset them again, "the magic signature we're giving off is completely unique, and I don't think I've seen it before."

"But what does that mean for us?"

"It means that..." I rub my hands, feeling quite anxious, "we're producing a magic signature that is unknown in Equestria."

"I means that we're different from before!" Helps Bubbles.

I sigh, "well, I can't put it subtly, like I hoped." I sigh again, "as far as I can tell... We're no longer human."

With this revolution, me and everyone else looked around, and for the first time since arriving here, or possibly even ever. We opened our eyes.