Sneeze the Day

“Finally, the last one,” Rarity said. “Hopefully it’s not- oh…” She frowned when she found that the tissue paper, like so many before, was just soaking in his snot. And now her hands were just as sticky and disgusting.

Meanwhile, Applejack was taking his temperature. Or at least, trying to.

“Stop playing around, Discord.” She said, holding onto the thermometer as the liquid in it kept rising and lowering wildly. “You wanted me to take your temperature and I’m doing it. So just show me how bad your fever is.”

“If you say so.”

Suddenly, the thermometer instantly jumped to the thermometer’s boiling point and Applejack had to let go of it. The top of it then popped and the liquid went everywhere though it luckily missed her. What she was concerned with were her fingers that she was blowing on to ease the heat.

“Oh dear, I must be that sick,” he said, once again sounding disingenuous and as if this was all intentional. “”Perhaps you can clean up downstairs. Who knows what needs cleaning there?”

“Downstairs?!” Rarity gasped.

He turned to Applejack. “And I’m afraid you’ll need to do better, nurse.”

Applejack stopped blowing on her fingers to respond. “Better?”

“I already dusted the room and picked up your filthy disgusting mess!”

“And ya tried to burn my fingers off!”

“Now, now,” Discord said, realizing the angrier tone again, “You agreed to do your best to help me recover.”

Rarity and Applejack looked at one another before shifting back to Discord. “You know what, Discord?” Applejack started. “We’re leaving.”

“Leaving?” Discord said, surprised.

“Indeed,” Rarity echoed. “We've had enough of you.”

“But the magi-“

“Which can be fixed by someone with a spell book, probably,” Applejack said. She intentionally left out Twilight’s name though she worried Discord was thinking about her too.

“Hmmm, you’re right,” Discord said. “My magic has been reverted before.”

Rarity and Applejack finally felt like they one upped Discord.

“Though…” Discord uttered, “I have a reason why you would no- no- no-HACHOOOOOOO!!!”

Both of them expected more physical changes. Either more would be added to their ‘assets’ or the changes would appear somewhere else, like Applejack’s unaffected breasts. But it never came. No further bodily changes, no new clothing, nothing they would be able to see.

And so they were understandably suspicious.

“Alors Monsieur, what ees eet that you ‘ave done to us, s’il vous plait?” Rarity instantly covered her mouth.

Applejack looked in shock at Rarity before turning to Discord. “Hey, sugar, what did you do to our lovely voices?” Applejack instantly covered her mouth too. Why did her voice sound all seductive and sexy? And she didn’t intend on using ‘sugar’ or ‘lovely’. And her southern drawl sounded even more exaggerated than before.

Both of their voices shared one common thing. They both sounded highly sultry and seductive.

“As I was about to say,” Discord said. “You have no reason to leave because I know that both of you will never go out in public like that. In your hilarious getups, high heels, and as an added touch, those comical accents of yours!“ He stopped to laugh for a bit, “Imagine the look on everyone’s faces from town when they see their fashionista and their most dependable of all come out looking like a sexy French maid and a skimpy nurse all with massive assets for all to see.”

Discord could tell that the two have been discouraged entirely from leaving the place. Even if they were to object, Applejack and Rarity were too embarrassed to utter anything with their new voices.

“I’ll take the silence as a sign of you agreeing to clean the lower floor and to continue nursing me back to health."