WAY Out of place

We shared a quick smiling glance toward each other, mine a little more...unstable, being I was caught between relief and discomfort constantly. She was really warming up to becoming a parental figure. Mind you she'd taken such a position with Spike for years, but in many ways that would be seen in more of a younger brother and older sister sort of position. Well, it didn't really matter how you looked at that, she was definitely taking to it with ease.

Another quick glance to her book and another smile crossed her, this one less nurturing and more humorous. "I think I found our problem." She said snickering. "I misread the formatting of it. I had accidentally cast a softer coat spell." She said letting out a giggle.

"Softer coat?" I asked confusedly. "Are you kidding me? I look like a giant fucking cotton ball." My tail twitched in discomfort. "And I'm not soft, I'm itchy as fuck!"

"Actually, you do feel pretty soft." Spike said scratching away.

"Okay, Spike, life lesson time. When you're in the middle of any form of physical contact with another guy, do not say 'you feel soft'." I said grimacing. "That sounds wrong in all context."

"Whatever." He said rolling his eyes.

"So can you fix this?" I asked.

"Well...in theory I could remove the fluff by casting the color change spell. The softer coat spell was meant to be used shortly before trimming down ones coat. But using the color change spell should solve the problem a lot less, err, messily." She said smiling.

"Gotta give it a shot."

"Can you hurry it up." Spike groaned. "I feel like my arm's about to fall off."

An ethereal purple glow surrounded her horn. I was hit by another sparkling puff. In another cough like puff the hair receded, what was once grey was now a solid white, except for my tattooing, which was still it's permanent blackish-grey. Spike stopped scratching, sitting down on the floor and rubbing his now sore arm. My coat did still still retain some puffiness, mostly around my chest and legs which had a downy fluff along them. I ran my hoof along my chest, feeling at the softer fur. It had a smooth silkiness with the grain and a blanket like softness against it.

"So how does it feel?" Twilight asked.

"Like I'm not wearing an old wool sweater." I said still rubbing at my chest.

She gave a curious hum and read over the page once more. "It says that you're supposed to feel a slight tingle due to the change. Strange."

"Not really, being that all I've felt was an annoying tingle for last few minutes. Speaking of which," I said looking over to Spike."Thanks."

"Yeah, yeah." He sighed

Twilight looked to be in deep thought for a moment "Well it should wear off in a few hours, so that's something we won't have to worry about."

I stood up, stretching. I'd figured it was about three or four, plenty of sunlight to burn. "So what do we do now?" I asked.

Twilight shrugged, not really knowing herself. "Walk?" She suggested.

"Alright." I said, walking off into the main library. I went back up the stairs to the bedroom to grab something. The bed was made, but I couldn't find it anywhere. I looked around the room trying to find it. Under the bed, by Spike's basket, by the balcony. No where. I stood in front of the bed again, sweeping the room over.

"Looking for this?" Twilight asked behind me. I turned around to receive kiss across the lips. She leaned against me, standing up on her hind legs to reach me as I leaned back in recoil. Her hooves were planted on my chest, pushing down on the soft puffiness. Her eyes were closed and her muzzle was buried into mine. All the while the scarf she had gripped with her magic wrapped around my neck. I fell back onto the bed, the mattress squeaking and us bouncing a bit from it. She moaned softly into my mouth, sitting on top of me, legs parted and on either side of me. Our mouths parted, noses pressed together. "I lied."

"What?" I asked confusedly.

"I lied about it wearing off. It'll stay as long as I don't change it back. Same as the softer coat." She said looking down to me.

"Okay, what?" I grew more confused.

"The softer coat is reversible, and It was an accident to do that. But the changing color was something that worked in conjunction to it. I kinda fantasized over you having a softer coat, and wondered what it would be like if somepony else were to, umm...take me." She closed her eyes waiting for a response.

"Twilight," I sighed. "just tell me when you want to experiment unconventionally." She opened her eyes to look down to me, the both of us sharing a warm smile. "Hey wait, what happened to Spike?" I asked.

"I think he went off to Rarity's, maybe.Why?"

"Just wanting to be sure he's not here." I sighed.

"Should we worry about Kian hearing us?" She asked worriedly.

"Well he didn't last night, so I think we're in the clear."

"Speaking of which, how did Spike not?" She asked curiously. I looked off without saying a word. Her eyes widened and her face reddened in a blush. "Oh."

"It's fine Twi, quit worrying." I sighed, wrapping my hooves around her.

"Alright." She said, the corners of her mouth rising into a smile. Her hoof rubbed along my chest, feeling the softer fur for herself. "You know, this really is a nice spell."

"Yeah, great if you love the feeling of your skin crawling." I said rolling my eyes.

"Please don't ruin the mood." She said as her eyelids lowered.

"Got it." I said plainly. "So what's up first?"

"How about a game. If you get me to go first, I owe you a favor. If I get you to go first, then you owe me a favor." She suggested.

"And just what would those favors imply?" She tilted her head from side to side giving a 'you know' sort of look. "Alright, game on."