In another part of town at another school, a pink haired woman was looking at the clock in anticipation. The phone call she got earlier made her a bit nervous, and why wouldn’t it? The way Twilight said magic was doing something strange at her school….

“Dean Cadance, did you hear what I said?”

Cadance shook her head and looked at Principal Abacus Cinch. Cadance cleared her throat and said, “I’m sorry, but I was a little distracted. What did you say?”

Cinch’s face had a nasty scowl as she said, “I said, did you finish those reports?”

“Oh, yes. Here they are,” Cadance said, handing them to Principal Cinch.

She opened the flies and skimmed through them quickly, somewhat happy with the results.

Taking a quick look at the clock, Cadance saw that it was quitting time for herself. “Oh, is it that time already?” Cadance said, feigning shock.

Cinch looked at the clock on the wall and said, “Indeed it is. You may go. I still have a few things to do.”

Letting out a sigh, Cadance said, “Yes, I got a call a while ago and need to see Twi ...I mean... a friend.”

Cinch looked at Cadance as one of her eyebrows raised. “A friend?” Cinch said in a monotone voice.

“Uh… Yeah, a friend. She said that something was wrong at her sch-... I mean… house. Yes, her house. She needs help moving,” Cadance said nervously as she walked out the door.

With Cadance gone, Cinch had an eyebrow raised and said, “Strange.”

It didn’t take Cadance long to reach her car and open the door. Once in her car, Cadance pulled out her phone and began to dial a number. “Come on, Twilight. Pick up,” Cadance said, hearing the familiar sound of the phone ringing.

“HI,” a familiar voice said on the line said.

“Twilight, it’s Cadance…,” she began to say.

“Just leave a message at the beep, and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible,” the automated voice message said as a loud beep was heard.

“Of course... Twilight, it’s Cadance. I’m on my way, and I’ll be there in about ten to fifteen minutes,” Cadance said, turning off the phone and starting up her car. Shifting the car into reverse, Cadance backed out of her parking spot and drove out of the parkway and onto the road.

As she drove... she was unaware that she was being followed by someone.

Meanwhile

“Have a good day, Ms Cheerilee. And thanks for the help,” Lyra said, walking out the door with her best friend Bon Bon.

“Happy to help, and same to you,” Cheerilee said, giving a tiny wave at her student.

Letting out a sigh, she moved her cart behind the Librarian's desk as she looked at the box of discarded items. “Who in their right minds would just leave this stuff in the halls?” Cheerilee said, looking at all the things.

Spotting a certain object in the box, Cheerilee was reaching for it and said, “I should bring this to the gym and have a talk with the coach.” The item in question was an average sized soccer ball.

As she looked at the soccer ball, her phone rang, startling her a little bit. Glancing at the desk, the screen on her phone showed that it was her CLOSE friend Big Mac calling. Picking up the phone with one hand, Cheerilee eagerly slid a finger across the screen and said, “Hi, Big Mac. How’re you?”

“I’m fine,” Big Mac said on the other line, sounding a bit tired.

“You don’t sound fine to me,” Cheerilee said, sitting down in the desk chair. She put the ball down and started to roll it with her foot as it gave a soft pink glow. “You sure you don’t want to talk about it?” Cheerilee asked concerned, while the glow started to change her foot wear.

“I'm just having a bit of trouble at the farm,” Big Mac said tiredly, as Cheerilee’s boots were losing its heel and started getting smaller. The magic from the ball worked its way up her legs and into her body.

“Oh? Is it serious?” Cheerilee asked, having a tear travel up the front and back of her green floral skirt. Her boots started to resemble small work boots as they looking a bit more worn out than they already were. “Maybe I could help,” Cheerilee suggested, her shirt getting looser as her breasts began to grow.

“I don’t want to trouble you. I just need to hire a few helpers,” Big Mac said, as the slit in Cheerilee’s skirt continued to grow as the ends were getting closer together.

“Maybe all you need someone like me to help out around your farm,” Cheerilee said laughingly, her vest gaining a lighter color as it started to fuse with her shirt. She still rolled the ball with her foot as her boots were now reaching her ankles, looking like work shoes. “Besides, it could give us more time to hang out,” Cheerilee said, as she ran a hand through her hair and rubbed it.

“I don’t want to trouble you, Cheer. It’s just something I need to do,” Big Mac said, sounding tired and grumpy. While Cheerilee listened, her breasts grew from high B cup to C cup as the shirt was gaining a bigger neckline.

Her work shoes were now starting to shift into a very thin material as they now resembled brown converse sneakers. The ends of her skirt connected together to form a pair of loose floral green shorts that reached past her knees as they begun to grow darker in color.

“You should know I’m willing to help you. I mean we’ve known each other for years now,” Cheerilee said, rolling her eyes. The magic from the ball caused her hair to bundle together as a scrunchie formed around it, making a ponytail for her. Her ass and thighs were gaining more of a softness to them as her vest was completely absorbed by her growing shirt, the increase of mass pushing her up as if to compensate for her height as she regresses.

“I mean it’s not like I’m afraid of getting sweaty,” Cheerilee said sensually, her shirt started to turn blue as her breasts swelled up to D cups. Even her shorts were getting tighter and changing to a more stretchy material with each passing second. “It could be nice to get a good workout.”

“I suppose so,” Big mac said tiredly, slightly agreeing with his close friend. Cheerilee began to bounce the ball on top of her foot as her sneakers were getting thinner.

“And afterwards we could have a nice… long… shower,” Cheerilee said sensually, leaning back in her chair as her E cup breasts flopped to the side. Her shirt finished changing and now resembled an oversized blue Canterlot High School jersey with a low neckline.

“Uh, you okay there, Cheer?” Big Mac asked, wondering if something was wrong with his friend.

“Never better, Mac,” Cheerilee said sensually, her ass swelling up even more as her shorts began squeezing them as much as possible. She moved around in the chair, trying to get comfortable as her shorts rubbed against her crotch. The sudden movement caused her to moan softly as she stopped bouncing the ball.

“Where are you, Mac?” Cheerilee asked suddenly, her shorts now straining to contain her large ass and pillow like thighs. Standing up, Cheerilee picked up the ball and said, “Let’s play some soccer?”

“You sure you’re okay? You usually don’t like playing sports,” Big Mac asked, getting confused with each passing second.

“C’mon, Mac. This kind of weather is just begging us to play,” the former librarian said cheerfully, her breasts growing to F cups as her shoes squeaked against the floor. “Hell, we can play football if you want.”

“...Where are you, Cheer?” Big Mac asked seriously, the sound of a door opening in the background.

“I’m in the library, Mac. I can meet you anywhere in a minute or two,” Cheerilee said, putting the ball on the desk and walking towards the door. Her breasts bouncing with each step Cheerilee took as her hips swayed in equal measure.

“Or better yet, why don’t ya meet me at the soccer field?” Cheerilee said, opening the door and walking into the hall. “We can have a quick game. Loser has to sleep with the winner,” she said cheerfully, making her way to the field with her breasts bouncing in every direction.

“Wait, what?!” Big Mac said before Cheerilee hung up her phone.

“This’ll be fun,” Cheerilee huskily said, placing her phone in her cleavage. She rounded the corner and walked out of sight, wanting to get to the field and claim her prize.

A Little While Later

“Do you girls see anything?” Rarity asked, watching the halls for anything suspicious.

“Sorry, Rarity, but there isn’t anything in here,” Pinkie asked, taking a look in the janitor’s closet to see nothing but cleaning supplies. “Maybe if I clean up, we’ll be able to find something.”

“Pinkie, we need to look for anything strange, not clean,” Sparkly said, showing Barb some impressive card throwing skills. “We didn’t see anything out of the ordinary in that classroom.”

“Yeah, we even checked the desk and, like, found nothing,” Barb said, taking her eyes off the cards and addressing the fashionista. She quickly turned her attention back to the card trick, causing Rarity to sigh and massage her temples.

“Well, we need to keep on looking, before anyone else suffers from this dreadful epidemic,” Rarity said dramatically. “I could only imagine who else might fall to these…”

BEEP-BEEP

Rarity stopped her monologue and blinked at the loud sound. Looking at her friends, Rarity uncertainly asked, “Did someone’s phone go off?”

Pinkie shook her head shyly and said, “No, Rarity. I don’t have my phone on me.”

Barb crossed her arms and said, “Like, I don’t even have one.”

Turning to the last girl of the group, Rarity calmly asked, “Was it you, Twi… I mean Sparkly?” She had to force that strange name out of her, since she wouldn’t answer to her regular name.

“Let me check,” Sparkly said, reaching into her cleavage and pulling out a lavender colored cellphone. The card magician fiddled with her phone for a moment and said, “I just got a message.”

“You did?” Rarity asked, a hopeful look on her face. “Do you know who it’s from?”

“Just give me a second,” Sparkly said, bringing the phone to her ear and listened. After a minute, Sparkly had a smile on her face and said, “It was Cadance.”

“Really?” Rarity asked, a smile on her face as well.

“Yeah huh. She said she’ll be here in about ten or fifteen minutes,” Sparkly said, as she started to hug her ‘sister’ and spin her around.

“That’s great news. We need to tell Rainbow and the others,” Rarity said, pulling out her own phone from…. somewhere.

“Where were you keeping that, Rarity?” Pinkie asked, tilting her head to the side.

“Not important,” Rarity said while dialing Rainbow’s number. She brought the phone to her face and heard it ring a few times and said, “Pick up, Rainbow.”

The ringing stopped as a raspy voice said, “Is something wrong, Rarity? Did you find another student?”

“Everything’s fine, as far as we can tell, and we didn’t see anyone change yet,” Rarity said relieved.

“Well, at least you found nothing. Trixie changed and didn’t have anything on her,” Rainbow said angrily.

“Wait, Trixie changed?” Rarity asked in shock.

“Yeah, it was weird. She was so… helpful,” Rainbow said, sounding very confused.

“...What?” Rarity asked, almost not believing her athletic friend.

“Trust me, it was strange to see her not say how she was great and powerful and all that stupid stuff,” Rainbow said.

“While that is bad, we just got the message that Cadance is on her way. With her help, we might have a chance to fix Trixie and the others,” Rarity said, renewing the hope inside her.

“That’s great and all, but do we have to fix Trixie? I mean, is it so bad to leave her like this?” Rainbow asked, whispering the whole thing.

“Rainbow, can you give me to… Applejewel? I need to ask her something,” Rarity said in a deathly calm voice.

“Um, sure. Just a second,” Rainbow said before the line went silent.

A few seconds later, a refined voice asked, “You need to tell me something?”

“Applejewel, can you signal Fluttershy for me once you hand the phone back to Rainbow?” Rarity said seriously.

“I suppose I can,” Applejewel said before the line goes silent for a moment again.

“Ok, so what’s the plan, Rarity?” Rainbow asked.

“We should search for a few more minutes and rendezvous at the main entrance. After that, Cadance should be able to help us end this madness,” Rarity said, trying to calm herself down.

“Ok, anything else?” Rainbow asked, the light sound of footsteps in the background.

“Yes, Rainbow. Just wait a moment,” Rarity said calmly.

“Rarity just tell meeeoooowww!” Rainbow yelled, the loud sound of a smack echoing in the room they were in.

“Now, no more thinking like that, and I’ll see you in a bit,” Rarity said, ending the call and staring at her phone.

Author's Note

New Chapter and another one bites the dust.

Sort of. Cheerilee's now a sports girl

A big thanks to my editor Regreme for all his help