Club Voodoo at Canterlot High

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I had just woken up in what appears to be Twilight Sparkle’s body; but as the more Equine body, with hooves, horn, ears and the muzzle. I still do recall putting on the costume Pinkie Pie had presented to me, and then kindly helped me slip into, just before I went to bed and fell asleep.

Naturally, it is my very own bed; of course, just where I went to bed the other night, nothing had really changed there.

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As I fold the quilt up against the wall and slide my hooves out of bed and down to the floor, then standing upright as I would any morning as I rose to my feet in the past.

Walking from the bed to the wardrobe wasn’t the challenge I had expected, maybe a few of my fears and worries still cling to me; while I could feel them literally wash away, as if I saw them floating away along my hooves and further along the floor.

Once I reach what used to be my wardrobe, I find nothing but Twilight Sparkle’s clothes before me. I pick up the skirt and step into it with a new-found confidence; before I pick up her top, which I consequently pull down over my head.

From here, I continue by slipping into her light blue to cyan blouse. Of course, I couldn’t go anywhere; before I had stepped into her white panties, now mine apparently. It still feels strange to be in the middle; between my former self and the new personality of Twilight Sparkle, the Alicorn Princess of Friendship.

I take the time to brush out my hair; before I attend to my breakfast, momentarily pondering where Spike is, when he had failed to prepare my breakfast. Yet, I know he is with the Pony in Ponyville.

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As I was about to go out, I was passing through my hall; yet none of my old shoes was ever to fit me now as I am, not in the guise of Twilight Sparkle and with hooves. Thankfully, I could see a pair of boots that just may go along with me as I am. These are almost looking like the once Twilight was wearing, at the Battle of the Bands; maybe that could pass for the shoes I could be wearing. I slid my hooves in, finding them comfortably tight, but not too snug for my comfort.

Before I go, I found that one cerise glitter jacket Twilight was wearing just that one time; Rarity had made it for her on some occasion, but she never felt comfortable wearing it again, so here it is. If it is fitting me, I guess I could wear it; in the hopes none will notice it. The only problem is that it was already making me giddy and excited in a strange combination that is upsetting my sensitivities. Either way, I open the door and go out, only to close the door behind me and walk down towards town.

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I ended up to choose to go to Rarity in her fashionable Boutique; mainly because she is my friend, but I guess it couldn’t hurt updating my wardrobe to the current situation, in the guise of Twilight Sparkle.

Not sure if I am sorry I did not get her wings, but as a girl I never had any wings in the first place. If the horn will make me stick out, more than I am comfortable with, or if it is actually a fully functional part of my anatomy as I am now; something I will have to explore as I go, it isn’t as if I could avoid the looks I get on the street.

Maybe I had been oblivious to the looks, oblivious and stuck in my very own thoughts; yet, I did not get any trouble on my way to Rarity’s Boutique, at least. I guess I should be grateful. Even in Twilight Sparkles skin, I am still Fluttershy in the core; I have my very own thoughts, even if I do feel all her ideas and tendencies slowly taking over my actions. If I were to permit it, I could relay on her to save my day the way she should have acted in a natural situation.

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“Hiya, Rarity!” I exclaimed cheerfully, as I entered her place; after I had opened the door and heard if close behind me as the chimes jingled merrily as I entered.

“Welcome in, Twilight Sparkle!” she greeted me, even if I guess she had been in on it all along and knew perfectly well that I am Fluttershy; yet she did not let on, as she knew that not everyone else around would be the wiser to my situation.

I nodded in return, as I followed her deeper into the room. If she knew or not, but it isn’t something I would have to explain to her; she simply understands the situation I am in, in her very own and generous manner. Something I will forever love and respect her for in my very own shy way, and for my more curious and literal way as I go. Even if I feel her seep into my mind and my thought, just as I feel her body as I touch things or is touched by them in return; nothing I am worried about right now, curious enough.

“I take it, you would need to supplement your wardrobe. Let me see; I think I have something that should be just you, Twilight Sparkle!” she prompted, somewhere halfway into the room.

“These does fit my body; but I can’t say I feel perfectly comfortable, wearing them!” I responded with a nod.

“Does only take one shade off, to be wrong for you. A top, a skirt, a blouse, panties and a jacket?” she prompted eagerly.

That is an entire ensemble, right; but I guess that is exactly what I would need!” I responded.

“But of course; my dear, Twilight Sparkle; you need a complete ensemble, today. Maybe you could add a few separately by tomorrow, if you feel the need or urge; but today you need a full suit, not mere clothes!” she explained.

“Just one shade? Yes, that could be the problem. Perfectly white panties, slightly lighter a blouse, and an entirely different jacket to go with a pair of comfortable boots?” I suggested bravely with a nod.