Author's Note

A new bimbo idea. Hope everyone likes it, if not don't flame but tell me how to improve. And credit also goes to Regeme who helped get this fic going. Now I'm just saying I own nothing of the MLP franchise so no sueing me.

Principal's Cheer

“And with that, the Friendship games are hereby concluded.”

With that said, the students of Crystal Prep and Canterlot High all cheered now that the games were over. Celestia, like everyone else, was glad that this magical problem didn’t cause much collateral damage.

“Now, it’s time for everyone to pitch in and start to The Cleaning,” Celestia said to everyone.

All the students groaned at that point. After the games, both schools have to clean up, no matter if they are visiting or not. It’s a tradition that nobody likes, not even Celestia.

Reluctantly, all the students began to walk off in all directions with both schools pairing with each other.

Celestia leaves the podium to start supervising the students, to make sure no trouble happens. As she walks around, Celestia can’t help be feel some form of happiness at the school’s unification.

She could still remember all the Friendship Games from long ago, how they became more towards competition and bragging rights than the schools joining together to have fun. Oh, she wished all this happened when she was still in school. Well, except for the she demons, sirens and magical transformed students.

“Pinkie, could you stop juggling those bows and start helping?” a rainbow haired girl said.

“But I am helping. See?” Pinkie said.

As she said that, Pinkie then threw the mentioned bows in the basket for the gym equipment.

Celestia gave Pinkie a nod of approval, to which Pinkie waved to her in appreciation.

As she continued on her way, Celestia helped the students with questions and certain tasks. She even saw Cadence and Luna helping a group of students.

Making her way over, she called out to them.

“Cadence, Luna, how’s everything going? Do you need any help?”

Looking up from her work, Cadence replies, “We’re doing fine, Celestia. A few of the students needed some help with the tables and chairs.”

Luna, helping carry a long table, says, “We can handle this, dear sister. If I may make a suggestion? Why not head over to the bleachers and see that the students are picking up their trash?”

Gazing towards the bleachers, she added, “The eco kids may need a hand with all the garbage.”

Along the way, Celestia notices that there are no students near the bleachers. Even after going under them, as cups and whatnot tend to fall down, she didn’t see a single thing on the ground.

“At least they got all the trash.”

Making her way out and through the bleachers, she noticed something near the stands.

It looked like some kind of book.

A plain black book, the size of a regular binder, was sitting on the first seat of the bleachers. She went to pick it up, only to pull back briefly as it shocked her. Shaking it off, thinking it only static, she then picked it up.

After examining the book, she quickly corrected herself on the size, as it was the size of a regular notebook. Curious to see what was inside Celestia, opened the book to some random page.

Turning the pages gives her a small shock which she brushes aside.

The book was apparently a sketchbook judging by the paper and drawings. But the drawings were very detailed and graphic. On the page alone was a girl in a playboy bunny outfit getting fucked, and her proportions were outrageous.

Turning the page, she saw a woman in a shiny catsuit, lying down on a bed while looking at the viewer playfully.

Looking at more of the pages, she sees some of the women and men look like students and some of the faculty. Celestia blushed as she even saw herself as both a cheerleader and a sexy Santa, much to her embarrassed chagrin. And much like the other girls in the book, their proportions were very much exaggerated.

Shaking her head to get rid of her blush, she says, “... Teenagers.”

After a pause, she shook her head and decided to put the sketchbook in the lost and found in her office.

Walking back towards the school, she noticed that the Crystal Prep students had started to board their bus. Hastening her pace, she caught up to Cadence before she boarded.

“I hope you have a safe trip home, Cadence.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I will. … What’s that?” she asked, pointing at the sketchbook in Celestia’s hands.

She remembered what was in the book and casually says, “It’s just some sketchbook I found by the bleachers. I was gonna put it in the lost and found.”

“That doesn’t look like any sketchbook my students would have. Would you excuse me for a moment?” Cadence asked smiling.

Celestia nods, indicating that she could leave.

Cadence boards the bus but doesn’t take a seat. From what she could hear, Cadence asked her students if they forgot or lost any kind of book.

Cadence returned a moment later to tell Celestia that no one had lost any book, let alone a sketchbook. With that said, Cadence got back on the bus for the last time. The driver started the engine and drove away, back to Crystal Prep Academy.

With everything said and done, Celestia headed towards her office to drop off the sketchbook. Once in the main office, she walked to her door and unlocked it. Opening the door, Celestia quickly dumped the book into the lost and found bin and walked out to go home, locking the door behind her.

Unknown to her, the sketchbook started glow a pale pink and purple… a similar purple to the magic Twilight had used earlier that day.

The Next Day

It was a new day for Celestia as she had a restless night. The same dream kept on occurring for her. In her dream, she was repeatedly either fucked or caught by students in compromising positions.

The fact that she never had any lewd dreams for quite some time made the dreams particularly worrying.

As she parked her Scion TR in the faculty parking, she tried to drink some of her coffee to calm her down. Celestia opened the door and locked it while making her way towards the school.

Along the way, some of her students greeted her.

“Good morning, Principal.”

“Hope you’re having a good morning.”

Celestia, in turn, greeted her students with a good morning herself… though with a strained smile. It didn’t take very long to reach her office and unlock the door.

Closing the door behind her, she looked at the lost and found bin to find the sketchbook gone.

Celestia was glad that the book was gone, but what was left in its wake was a lot worse. In its place were a few items such as a neon glowstick, pom poms, a feather duster, a cat-ear headband, a glittery veil, a santa hat and a few other things, vaguely reminiscent of some of the artworks she saw the other day, much to her discomfort.

She just shook her head to get rid of the mental images and blushed. With her head cleared, she put her stuff down and started to go through her files and sort some paperwork.

The early morning went on without much happening, only normal things. A couple of students got in trouble for being tardy, notable bags under their eyes, as well as a teacher asking for more supplies and talking to some concerned parents about something.

Throughout all this, she couldn’t help but keep looking towards the bin.

“It couldn’t hurt to take a small break,” Celestia said, sighing.

Getting up from her chair, Celestia decided to go to Luna’s office which was next door to her. Making sure she locked her office door, she made her way to Luna.

“Luna? Are you in there?” Celestia asked, knocking on the door.

“It’s open.”

Opening the door, she walked into her sister’s dark office. Her sister was sitting at her desk, checking something on her computer.

“You really need to turn on the lights, or at least open the blinds. It’s like a cave in here,” Celestia said, smiling.

“You have your office your way, I have it my way. Besides, I like the dark,” Luna said, not looking up from her screen.

“Someday, you’re gonna ruin your eyesight either with your office work or games,” Celestia said, rubbing her forehead.

“I heard that some students say I would look more appealing in glasses, dear sister,” Luna said, looking up from her computer.

Celestia flinched, which didn’t go unnoticed by Luna.

“Sister, is everything alright? Anything you need help with?” Luna asked, rising from her seat.

“It’s just that, yesterday, when I was helping with the cleaning. I found a sketchbook that had some sexually exaggerated artworks. I couldn’t help but feel… an unusual discomfort from it, and not just from the artworks it contained.”

Sighing, she rubbed her arm, feeling goosebumps as she continued, “Afterwards, I left it in the lost and found bin before I locked up for the night. I have to ask did anyone go into my office this morning before I arrived?”

Luna gained a thoughtful look and said, “No one entered, as far as I could tell. Why?”

Celestia, hugging herself, said, “When I looked in the bin earlier, I didn’t see the sketchbook, but I saw some items from the artwork in its place.”

Seeing that her sister was troubled, Luna said, “... Sister, If these things are bothering you, I’ll move the bin into my office.”

Celestia felt relieved that she would do this for her. She could always count on her sister to help when the burdens of life became too great.

“Luna, if it’s not any trouble, could you?”

“Tis not a problem, sister. With everything that’s happened, it’s no wonder you feel stressed,” Luna said, trying to calm Celestia down.

“Thank you, Luna. You’re a lifesaver.”

“I’ll get them after I talk to the custodian.”

Celestia was confused and expressed it by asking with a raised eyebrow, “The custodian?”

Luna nodded with a frown, “Yes. I’m going to ask the custodian and a few other faculty members if anyone came by. You aren’t the only one with keys to your office. ”

Celestia mentally slapped herself. Of course, the custodian had a key to her office. He needed keys to every room in the school to either clean or store his cleaning supplies.

“Thank you, Luna.”

“Why don’t you head home? With all the crazy magic that happened here, you deserve a day off or two,” Luna said, concerned for her sister’s wellbeing.

“I still have a few files and forms that need to be dealt with, but I’ll take your advise. But... will you be fine in taking over for me?” Celestia asked, tiredly.

“I’m sure I can handle being in your shoes for a day or two,” Luna said, chuckling good naturally.

She began laughing lightly with her sister, glad that she was always there when she was needed. Celestia made her way towards Luna and gave her a light hug, surprising her sister.

“Thank you, Wuna,” Celestia said quietly.

“Anytime, Tia,” Luna said, caringly while giving her a hug in return.

Once the sisterly moment had passed, they let go of each other and said their goodbyes. Luna was soon walking out of her office and down the hall, while Celestia began returning to her office to complete her work.

As Celestia entered her office, she glanced at the bin but decided to ignore it. All she had to do was finish her work, then have some well deserved rest.

With her goal in mind, she got to work, but every so often, Celestia found herself glancing at the bin.

She couldn’t work after a few minutes and felt restless. With one last glance at the bin, she figured that packing them up for Luna was probably a good idea. Celestia figured that just bagging them would be easiest option.

Grabbing the bin and a bag, she went to begin bagging them, but for some reason, one item caught her eye over the others. The item in question was a pair of simple blue and yellow pom poms.

Celestia couldn’t understand why she felt drawn to them but found herself picking them up. Looking towards the mirror in her office, she gave the pom poms a little shake.

“Rar, rar! Shish kumbah!” Celestia said, smiling slightly with a light giggle. For some reason, that didn’t feel right. Like, she could have done better.

Wait, why would she care if that cheer was wrong? She wasn’t a cheerleader like her students were. She was never a cheerleader when she was younger. She was the student council president when she was a student.

But she wouldn’t deny that she was a little bit envious of the girls being so cheerful. With that thought, she started to feel a bit warm but paid no mind to it.

She always wondered what it would be like be to be on the squad. The warm feeling increased, and her body felt strange, like it was lighter or something.

As Celestia thought of the cheerleaders, her body started to change. Skin lost wrinkles becoming smoother, and muscles began feeling firmer.

Celestia began to feel more energetic than she had been. She felt like a giant weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Maybe she was thinking too much about magic.

Thinking to herself, she can’t help but feel she was forgetting something. Something very important, but what?

Turning around, Celestia saw the files on the desk.

“Oh, I almost forgot to finish them. I’m as silly as my students.”

Sitting down, she tried to finish signing the files but saw that she still had the pom poms in her hand.

Giggling lightly, Celestia puts the pom poms on her lap saying, “What is wrong with me today? I’m so absent minded. ...Guess the stress really is getting to me.”

As she was dealing with the forms, she started tapping her foot to a non-existent beat. With that going on, she didn’t notice as she started to shrink a bit, while her ass growing a bit more plush. What was once a fully mature woman... now was a young adult, and one that was getting exceedingly bored as that.

“I can’t work like this,” Celestia whined, childishly.

She remembered that the pom poms were in her lap. Feeling a bit antsy and bored, she thought playing with them would get her mind off of… stuff. Grabbing the pom poms, Celestia felt a bit perkier now that she had something to do.

She tried think of what it was that she had to do, but it was too hard to remember. She just knew it involved the pom poms. She didn’t notice as her body’s changes continued.

After a while, she just gave up trying to remember. Looking around the room, she noticed that the room she was in was spacious enough to move around in. Deciding that she could start stretching before did some cheer… practice?

That didn’t seem right to Celestia. She needed to talk to a ...teacher? Wait, why was she here again? Didn’t she have something she needed to do after all that paperwork?

Looking down, she saw the pom poms firmly grasped in her hands, and it just clicked. She had to do cheer practice after she helped the teacher she was learning under.

“I’m, like, such a ditz sometimes.”

With that in mind, Celestia made sure she was ready to cheer. She took off her jacket, making sure her sneakers were on, not noticing as her hair was shifted into a ponytail.

Everything was in place, so Celestia got into position as her breasts lightly jiggled.

“Like, ready? Okay! 1, 2, ra ra ra.”

As Celestia started to cheer, her clothes began to change, widening a bit.

“1, 2, ra ra ra.”

With her next cheer her pants became a little wider and a bit baggy as well.

“1, 2, ra ra ra!”

Her pants began to fuse into a long skirt.

“1, 2, RA RA RA, YEAH!”

With each cheer, her clothes had changed in style, but now, they started to change in color as well. Her long purple skirt and her purple striped shirt began to turn blue with a yellow horseshoe.

“GO WONDERCOLTS! FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!”

After she did this cheer, she added a little jump at the end. As she did that, her skirt and herself got a little shorter, her shirt rose up a little and her breasts got a little more bounce in them as her youth continued to be returned to her.

“GO WONDERCOLTS! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!”

The skirt got shorter, reaching midway up her lower legs. Her shirt’s bottom lost rose a bit more showing more of her toned tummy, and her breasts became a little bouncier and fuller.

Before she could do another cheer, she heard the bell. Looking at the clock on the wall, the now teen Celestia saw that it was 12pm. That meant it was lunch time.

She was gonna go and find the teacher, when suddenly, she felt her tummy growl at her.

“Oooo….but first, I totes gotta get some grub. That practice made my tummy grumbly,” Celly said, giggling.

Making her way to the door, she opened it, bobbing her now split pigtails as she happily hummed to herself. As she walked out the office, she immediately had someone bump into her.

“Oh, sorry about that,” a confused, yet ditzy, voice said.

“That’s, like, fine. I totally wasn’t watching the halls,” Celly said to the girl, her boobs pressed outwards as she rubbed the back of her head with a bashful grin.

Celly got a look at the girl and noticed that the girl was blonde, wore a blue shirt and green skirt. The strangest thing was she had a muffin shaped backpack. It was so totes adorb.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m totally fine, just totes hungry,” Celly said, rubbing her hand on her tummy, causing her E Cup breasts above to jiggle slightly at the movement.

“Oh, just go down the hall and make a right. You’ll reach the cafeteria,” the girl said with a smile.

“Oh, thank you! You are totes helpful,” Celly said pulling the girl into a big hug.

After holding her for a moment, Celly then skipped away.

“Uh...When did her shirt have cleavage…?” She shrugged, walking towards Mr. Turner’s class.

Following the cute girl’s directions, she found the cafeteria in a few moments, the walk having done wonders to her… growth. Her breasts were now stopping at watermelon size, at least a G Cup, bouncing happily even as she stopped in place to open the door. Strangely, they refused to pop out of her much wider cleavage, though the skin she showed there wasn’t as clear as her now fully visible stomach. A stomach still grumbling about its emptiness, much to her amusement.

Giggling, she smiled down towards her tummy, despite her titties in the way, and spoke, “Don’t worry, Mr. Tummy. We, like, totally gonna fill ya soon.”

Stepping forward before even looking up, she reacted too late as another girl got up from her table right in front of her, sending both to the ground.

Celly groaned and looked at the person wedged between her G-cup breasts. She could tell that the person was a girl that had red and yellow hair and was wearing a cute blue dress with a leather jacket. It was totes cute.

“Sorry, I was in a hurry and didn’t see you,” the girl said, get up and offering Celly a hand.

“Um...it’s ok. I know you didn’t mean to and stuff,” Celly said, smiling, she put one pom pom in her other hand before grabbing the offered hand.

The girl then helped her up and was staring at her.

“Do I know you?”

That was, like, a weird question to ask. I’m totally the new student here, Celly thought to herself as her skirt rose to beneath her knees.

“I don’t think so,” Celly said giggled, oblivious as her cleavage got even wider, nearing her nipples before stopping.

“Well, my name’s Sunset Shimmer. It’s nice to meet you,” the girl said, looking at her body, more specifically the girl’s ridiculously huge and bouncy breasts, having thought she saw the shirt shrink.

“Like, I’m Celly,” she said grabbing Sunset in a hug. Sunset looked really uncomfortable but gave Celly an awkward hug as well.

Sunset smiled awkwardly, “Umm… Nice to meet you, Cell- did your skirt just get shorter?” Staring in surprise, Celly’s skirt is now above her knees.

“Um...what? Why’re you being silly, Sunny?” Celly said, giggling and causing her breasts to lightly jiggle.

Sunset looks at her a little strangely and said, “No reason.” Pausing, she glances up a bit more when she notices something. Her eyes widen as she sees this girl is so… shameless that her panties are clearly showing above her skirt… but that surprise changes to shock as she watches the panties change before her eyes, going from flat at the sides… to lacey. The laces are literally growing from the panties right in front of her face as the panty straps themselves slim down.

“Alright, what’s going on? And how did you do that?” Sunset said, accusingly.

“Like, what do you mean? I’m not doing anything suspi… pi… pi… weird. Just, like, came to eat. I’m totes starving,” Celly said, giggling.

“I know something’s up, and you’re go-,” Sunset said, pausing as she saw the pom poms give a strange glow. “Where did you get those?”

Celly looks up, as if thinking, with a finger to her full pouty lips, “I, like, no know… Had them long as I ‘member today.” She shivers a bit at the odd thought, grabbing her arms as her skirt is now already halfway up her upper legs.

“Alright look, I don’t know what’s going on, but you’re gonna tell me Cel-,” Sunset began to say but paused, looking at Celly very closely. “What did you say your name was?”

“Like, didn’t I tell you? I’m Celly,” she said, pouting cutely, “And I thought I was totes the one with the bad memory.” She giggles at that.

Sunset takes in Celly’s appearance in, but what she notices is the unique hair color and her purple eyes. Celly’s hair is a rainbow of green, purple and blue that were tied into two long pigtails. And like a punch to the face, Sunset figured it out.

“Celestia...” Sunset gasped.

“Shel… ess… Yiia? Who’s that,” Celly asked, confused.

“YOU ARE.”

“Gonzuntite,” Celly chirped happily.

Sunset tried to say something while looking at her and waving her arms. “What happened to you? How?! I mean …”

“Whaaa? You’re totally weirding me out, girl,” Celly said, pouting.

Sunset was gonna say something when something caught her eye. She saw that the pom poms were glowing a faint pink and purple, held near her now flaring wide skirt, its shorter length allowing it to better defy gravity slightly.

“Those things have magic in them.”

Sunset moves to grab the pom poms and get them away from her supposed principal, but she held on to them like a dieing man to life.

“What’re you doing? I need to get you away from those things,” Sunset said trying to pry them out of Celly’s hands.

“Like, they’re mine. I like how totes cute they’re,” Celly said, pulling them towards her.

They had some sort of tug-of-war going on that started to draw everyone’s attention towards the two girls. But just as the two truly began to struggle, Celly gained a sudden blank look on her face, letting go.

...of course, this didn’t end well for Sunset, whom fell backward in a tumble, while Celly just stood there, finger on her lips as she said, confused, “Um… why did I want to keep those so bad again?”

Groaning from her tumble, Sunset got up, before staring in horror at the pom poms in her hand as she notices the faint magic travel into her.

Thinking quickly, she looked for the nearest clear wall. Cocking her arm back, she quickly tried to throw the pom pom in her right hand… but her hand refused to let go. She tried again with her other hand, but the same results. Quickly getting the picture, she now realized why Celly wouldn’t let them go. The magic tried to keep them held.

Sunset sweat in a panic, “Oh no. This is bad… this is REALLY bad.”

Before Celly can ask what’s up, Sunset quickly ran by her, causing her to land on her now thong wearing butt with a cute ‘Oof’. Rubbing her toosy, she gets up with a pout.

Celly frowned as she watched Sunset leave the room, “What a rude lady.” Perking up, she looks at the lunch line, “Ah well. Back to tummy! Yum yum makes my tummy go yummy! Yay!” With a hop, skip, and jump that caused her breasts to bounce like basketballs, she happily rushed to the lunch line, eager to eat.

Looking at the food, Celly addressed the lunch lady, “Can I have a salad, an apple, and… oh, oh! A banana?”

The lunch lady gave her a friendly smile and says, “Why of course, young’n.” She used the tongs to grab some the salad and place it on the tray with the banana and apple.

“‘Ere you go. That’ll be seven dollars.”

Celly fished her pink wallet from her… panties and opened it up, taking a wad of bills out.

“Like, one…..two…….three…...four…uh…. five…. six…. and, like, seven!” Celly said, counting the money. “Like, here you go,” Celly said, giving her the money and skipping away.

As Celly left, the lunch lady said, “What a nice little girl.”

Now that she had her food, Celly looked around while trying to find a good place to sit. While looking around, Celly saw a trio of girls sitting and staring at her. They waved at her, and she walked towards them, her assets bouncing with every step.

Sitting down, Celly introduced herself with a smile. “Hiya. I’m Celly~! Nice to meet you.”

One of the girls, a redhead with a bow, hesitantly said, “Hiya, Celly. My name’s Applebloom and these are my friends Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.”

“Hello,” Sweetie said, waving.

“Yo,” Scootaloo said energetically.

Celly noticed that Applebloom looked depressed. Pouting, she herself felt saddened to see the young one look so down. Perking up, she decided to do something about it.

“Like, why the long face? Cute little girls should be happier and such. What’s, like, got you bummed, Bloomy? Why so gloomy?” With a pause, she giggled, “Oh, I rhymed.” Shaking her head, she turned her gaze back to Apple Bloom with a concerned, but imploring smile.

“Well, ya see, ah messed up at my family’s farm by breakin’ something. Ah haven’t told anyone yet, but Ah’m afraid ah’ll disappoint them,” Applebloom said, depressed with her head in her hands.

Celly tried thinking of way to help Bloomy, but then she had an idea on what to say.

“Like, you should just come clean. They may be totally mad at you, but it’s soooo much better than have to have a fac, um falc...I mean act hiding your guilt and stuff. They’re, like, still your family and will always love you bunchies.”

The girls looked at her wide eyed and all smiled. Applebloom then said, “Yer right, Celly. They’ll forgive me, cause we’re family.”

“Like, that’s the spirit. Families should totally have lots of fun and happy times, right? Treasure it, like, lots. It’s totally the best thing in the world. Better than even cumming and stuff, and that’s, like, sooo enjoyable.” Celly can’t help the empty stare she gains as she starts to drool in thought of ‘fun-fun times’, much to the embarrassment of those in front of her.

“We’ll take your advice to heart, Celly,” Sweetie said, blushing furiously. The other two nodded, sporting bright red faces as well.

“Then, it’s time for tummy eats,” Celly said grabbing the apple.

Bringing the apple to her big pouty lips, she opened her mouth wide and took a big, juicy bite out of the apple. With a loud crunch, she slowly chewed it, savoring the favor as she gave off small, yet audible, moans as the apple’s juices ran freely down her chin. Through her mouthful, she even managed to speak out, “Shooo myuummeee!”

As Celly was eating, she drew the attention of the students around her. The students couldn’t believe that someone would moan like they were having sex, right in the middle of lunch period.

Once she was done with the apple, she said, “That was the best apple I ever had.”

She grabbed the banana and started to peel it. With the peel gone, Celly brought the banana to her lips and slowly began licking it on all sides. With it now moist, she slowly started to insert it in her mouth and work it down. Little by little, the banana slowly disappeared into the maw of the cheerleader as she shoved it up and down into her mouth.

Up and down, up and down… the momentum increasing as she went sent her whole body a-jiggling as she pumped the banana faster and harder into her mouth. The sight alone was gaining the skimpy girl all sorts of stares.

It wasn’t long till many a student had to excuse themselves, the sight being more arousing than they could handle, for both guys and girls alike.

When Celly was done, she looked around and noticed that many students had left. “Where did everyone go?” Celly said to herself, confused. Shrugging, she turned down to her salad, using a leaf as an edible napkin before pouring on some dressing with gusto.

Applebloom, blushing up a storm, said, “Ah don’ know where t’is girl came from but she sure is… interestin’, Ah’ll give her that.” She turned to her friends and saw Sweetie as red as an apple and Scootaloo with her hand down her pants, her head cocked back and panting.

With her own blush reddening, Apple Bloom quickly smacked Scootaloo on the back of her head for the vulgar act, “Not at school, Scoots!”

Scoots glared, “I… ! But she… ! Ah, come on…!”