Sweetie Belle.exe Not Found

by Scarlet-Night

Rating: teen
Tags: Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Rarity, Sex, Human, Sweetie Belle
Length: 1666

Everypony in ponyville knows the adorable little filly, Sweetie Belle. Unfortunately for them, she is unavailable at the moment. Meet Leon, the new guy in town, and currently in possession of Sweetie Belle's body.

Equestria, the place all bronies strive for. A place where they wish they could have all sorts of magical adventures, and befriend all their favorite little ponies.

So when I--A hardcore brony--find myself in this magical land populated by ponies, you would expect me to be ecstatic. Unfortunately I seemed to have taken over one of the inhabitants bodies. who you might ask? Well lets just say she has a squeaky voice, and is no older than the age of ten.

Sex tag used for language.

Story takes place after season three, but promptly ignores the following seasons.

Edited by Rancor

Published 2015-07-15 07:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-15 07:50:02 UTC

In Which A Man Becomes A Little Girl Pony...

Ponyville glowed brightly with cheer this morning. The sun was shining, the birds in the trees were chirping, and no trouble was to be had from a certain six ponies shenanigans. Today was a perfect day, a day to go out and do something, a day to discover something new, a day to finally fix that busted water shoot, or a day to get turned into a alabaster coated little pony...

Leon awoke from his slumber with a long, dragged, yawn. He then opened up his eyes, half lidded, and quickly took notice to his surroundings, which seemed to have changed from when he had fallen asleep. He had remembered his apartment to have had the most drab of color, and the most basic of furniture. What surrounded him however, was a luxurious white and purple combination. White for the walls, and purple for the curtains and drapes.

He then looked down to where he was sleeping, and noticed a fine looking bed. It had purple sheets, and was made from a very comfortable foam. He remembered sleeping in a shabby spring bed, after drinking himself to near coma. He had had a rough day, with his boss working him into the ground, and having his girlfriend dump him.

He tried to get himself out of the bed he layed on, but promptly fell face first as he hopped out of the bed. "Owwww..." He cried out in pain. It was then, that he noticed a strange voice come from his mouth. One that was very high pitched, but strangely familiar. He Then sat up, and put his hand to his aching face... if only it was a hand that greeted him. He basically hit himself, with what felt like a blunt object. Growling in annoyance, he decided to get a look at what hit him. lifting his hands in front of his face, he went completely pale. Well, as pale as a alabaster pony could get.

What greeted him, was a pair of marshmallow like hooves, which moved in every direction he told them too. Leon then proceeded to shout, at the top of his lungs. "WHAT THE FUCK," though it came out again very high pitched, and had voice cracks all over.

He went to stand up again, this time a bit more slowly. After a moment, he managed to stand on all four of his new hooves, and tried to slowly put one hoof in front of the other. That way he would soon be walking out the door, though, Before making his way over to the door, he stumbled his way over to vanity mirror, which was on the other side of the rather large bedroom.

Flopping himself in front of it, he went to get a good look at himself. What he saw almost made him faint on the spot. He was looking back at a white little filly unicorn, who had light purple and pink curly hair. Did I drink myself to death, or is this just a coma dream? Why in Gods name do I look like Sweetie belle!? Leon thought to himself, while looking at his reflection in the vanity mirror.

It was then, that he heard the door to the room open abruptly. "Sweetie Belle! Was that you making all that noise dear, and such language I might add." came the voice of a certain fashion unicorn named Rarity. Leon was unable to think of anything to get me out of this situation, so he just sat there motionlessly. He probably looked like a deer in headlights at the moment. It was Rarity after all, Leon had been a brony for at least two years now, and It was a dream come true to actually meet one of the characters from the show. However, it had come at a price apparently, because he seemed to be in possession of a little filly named Sweetie Belle.

Rarity was trotting over to me now, and Leon still stood there motionlessly. He shook my head, and finally found it in him to speak. "Sorry Rarity, I fell off the bed, and hit my face on the floor. I came over to this mirror to see what damage I took." Leon hoped this excuse got him off the hook.

Rarity stood in front of Leon, and spoke to him firmly. "Well, just don't let it happen again, or else I won't be opposed to using soap." Leon gulped, and knowing Rarity. He would not be opposed to that just being a threat. "Now, I have breakfast down on the table for you, so hurry up before it gets too cold."

"Oh, sweet. I am starving." As to add a emphasis to what he said, Leon's new stomach growled on the spot. He then quickly--or rather quickly stumbled--his way over to the door, and then stopped as he was greeted with stairs...

Fuck. Leon said internally. "Okay, you have done this plenty of times before. All you got keeping you from doing it now is just extra pair of legs, how hard could it be?" Leon then walked down the stairs with no harm done... at least that is what he wanted to happen. What really happened is that his first step down, lead to him hitting his face on the next step, and the next step, and the one after that. Soon he found his face hit all the stairs, as he crashed onto the floor below. "Uuuuggggggg..." Leon groaned in pain.

"Sweetie Belle! Are you all right?" Rarity said, running down the stairs. Once she got to his side, she put a hoof on shoulder.

Leon batted it away, and got up saying. "Yeah, yeah I meant to do that. Now where is the grub."

"In the kitchen like usually..." Rarity said dryly. He quickly trotted my way towards what looked like the kitchen, Leon was finally able to walk without stumbling, so that's a start.

He found a seat at a table, and quickly took notice to what he was about to eat. It looked like he was having what looked like mush. Rarity trotted in, and sat at the seat across from him. "steamed alfalfa, it's good for you. Makes you grow up nice and healthy darling." She told Leon.

"Yeah... nice and healthy..." He replied. Leon then poked at the mush with a hoof, and quickly let out a gagging noise. "Disgusting, where is the bacon, and the eggs? I could really go for bacon and eggs."

Rarity stared at me shocked. "Did... did you just say bacon..."

"Yeah bacon, the world's best creation since underwear." Leon chirped happily.

Rarity stared at him unwavering for a couple more seconds before speaking up. "Are you sure you didn't hit your head too hard falling down those stairs?"

"No I'm good, I just really want bacon." Rarity stared blankly at Leon, before fainting on the spot, somehow a couch appearing behind her. "I don't see what her problem is." Leon said to himself, before hearing a knock on the door. Staring at Rarity a couple more moments he said. "Fine, I guess I'll get it then, geez..."

Leon hopped out of his chair, and made his way over to the boutiques front door. upon arrival, he noticed the door handle was awful high for his reach. So he did the only thing he could, he jumped up and tried to grab hold of the door handle. To his success, he was able to grab it. He then proceeded to twist it, in order to open the door. once he opened it the door swung open, and he was smacked against the wall by said door.

Behind the door, Leon was able to hear two sets of hooves walk in. "Strange, no one seems to be here."

"Then who open this here door then."

Leon knew these voices, they belonged to none other than Ponyville's little menaces to society, The Cutie Mark Crusaders. Leon then let out a mumble from behind the door. "I'm behind the door..."

"Did y'all hear that Scootaloo." Said the country sounding voice

"No, I didn't hear anything." Replied the other crusader.

Leon then grunted out even louder. "I said, I am behind the door..."

"There it is again."

"I think you're hearing things, Apple Bloom." said Scootaloo, mocking Apple Bloom.

Leon then had had enough of their shenanigans, so he shouted from behind the door. "I said, I am behind the door!!!"

The crusaders then turned around, and looked at the door. "I think it's coming from behind the door."Apple Bloom said.

"What gave that away." replied the orange coated filly.

"Just get me out from behind here already!!!" Leon continued to shout at the two little fillies.

"Alright, alright were coming." Scootaloo assured Leon. She then walked up to the door, with Apple Bloom in tow, and pulled the door away from the wall. Leon--who was smashed by the door--slid down the wall slowly, until he reached the floor.

"Sorry about that Sweetie Belle, didn't mean to crush you with the door." Apologized Apple Bloom.

Leon stared at the two fillies in front of him, with a glare of annoyance. "Thanks, that makes my body feel so much better."

Apple Bloom just smiled sheepishly at him, her face then lit up as she remembered what she came to the boutique for. "Oh yeah, that's right! Today is the day we agreed on to go crusading for our cutie marks."

"Yeah, today we're going to try and get our cutie marks in Archaeology. Added Scootaloo.

Leon then had a thought cross his mind, a very sinister thought, a very lovely sinister thought. "That sounds fun and all, but I think I have a better idea."

"Oh, yeah." Protested the orange coated filly.

"Yeah, just follow me guys." With that he took them into the main room of the boutique, where Rarity makes all her dresses.