Anonymity

The late winter and early spring is a very hectic time of the year. The snow piles grow gradually smaller after what felt like the next ice age building them all up, as few plots of early flowers just barley poke from under the soil, curious for the seasonal possibilities. Granted this occurs in the side of the Equestrian worlds not controlled by the equine inhabitants, but none the less...It's as intricate and complex a process for the doppelgangers as it is for the trotting masses of pastel colored ponies. As said doppelgangers of a majority of them sat at their desks one mid-morning, as teachers prattled on seemingly preparing them for a future that seemingly felt like it was taking forever to come...which due to forces beyond a majority of their understanding and control it was...Something not entirely out of the ordinary was happening. In the heart of Canterlot city, in the depths of the post office, a few workers in blue uniforms loaded their trucks up all with seemingly similar packages with similar addresses on them.

Or at the very least the packages were all marked to go to addresses within close proximity to each other, and they all seemed to share a single sender...A worker loaded his entire truck with these packages and noticed that all the ones marked for a single route a normal carrier would make all shared the same sender. He read the label to see the sender was marked as "The Santo Valentino Clothing boutique." In that shade of pink. While all these shared addresses would have raised an alarm or two, a search as respectable to privacy as possible turned up nothing illicit or dangerous, and the shipping mailers had to send these to the addresses. Armies of blue trucks in lines traveled to houses with only stay at home adults or none at all to revive them..as they intended recipients....were the student alumnus of one Canterlot High.

The mail trucks rumbled down the streets and as they did the postal workers placed each on on the porches, handed them to stay at home parents, or even to a few students who called in sick that day, hopefully they would get better in time for what the packages would entail.

Twilight

"Ugh! What A day!" Twilight Sparkle huffed as she opened the door to the old bookstore she had converted into a house. Her school Principal, with the help of her friends in high places, had acquired it as well as the stock of books that had been inside. While as a store it had been closed up, Twilight more than welcomed her friends and close classmates here to spend the afternoon in either study groups or to relax with a good book. She had plans to get a catalog system and computer network in place to officially reopen the place as...The New Beginnings Library soon. Twilight stood in the old store's entrance hall, shelves of books of various genres giving a comforting but also mildly claustrophobic feeling. the only light a few dusty old lamps on the walls. She adjusted her glasses and picked up her mail, the first was a letter from her parents back in the city, typical wish you were here type stuff, mild angst at her not only leaving the independent study but Crystal Prep as well, but love none the less.

"Oh ma and dad...At least you're taking it better than I thought you would." Twilight said as she picked up the package that was under the letters. "Funny..I don't remember ordering anything from anyplace." She said scratching her hair in puzzlement as she picked the box up and began to inspect it. At first it seemed no different than any other small package box, no bigger than a box used to hold a puzzle or a jumbo sized cereal box. She read the sender address and it only raised more questions than answers. "The Santo Valentino Clothing boutique? I never heard them." At first she thought it may have been related to Rarity's family store but Rarity never mentioned any alternative names or associated brand names. Twilight placed the box on a desk reserved for reading, and broke the pink tape that held the tabs of the box closed. It was then she noticed the box was very light, almost enough to make her wonder if it was just an empty package. until she finally got it open. Inside lay on the brown bottom of the box...was a mask.

"What the hell?" Twilight said picking the mask up...at first she felt insulted someone would send her a mask and here's why. It was a mask shaped like the glowing aura of energy that formed around her, along with black, purple and reddish pink designs on the mask that hearkened back to her time as a monster...Midnight Sparkle. Some one had also packed folded up plastic wings that resembled the ones she had grown upon releasing that equestrian magic and quintessentially...,"over dosing" on it. The only thing missing was a dress and or boots that would have made her look like a pale echo to that fateful afternoon. Deep in the depths of her mind, it was like the memories of those cold paper eyes that looked her were being relived

"Cruel SICK JOKES! WHY!? WHO?! WHY DO YOU CONSTANTLY MOCK ME WITH THIS!? WHHYYYY?!" She shouted at the top of her lungs as all notions of sanity momentarily snapped. Twilight began to kick at the shelves making them sway and tip over as she laughed in her throat, the mask fit on her face over her glasses quite comfortably and the wings unfolded be placed on her back Via a string around her shoulders. She began to strip all her clothes off and when she stood in the closed store naked, rushed up to the little apartment she made upstairs,

Twilight tore open her closet and shuffled through her clothes in search for the closest she could find to midnight's dress. Settling on a purple and violet dress that was Very close to Midnight's only without her pony self's cutie marks and gloves. She found a purple pair and violet pair of boots she three on and finally looked at herself in the mirror, all the while chuckling and laughing almost like a mad mad lunatic. She calmed down upon seeing herself. Hair all mused, eyes wide and giggles of borderline madness, it wasn't to picture a bird's nest in her hair. Twilight slowed her laughter down and collapsed on the floor before laying on it in her Faux Midnight costume. "I don't know about you..." She said to seemingly no one, "but I feel so much better after that." Twilight got up off the floor and went back downstairs, still in her hastily assembled Midnight Sparkle costume. She checked to see if there was anything else left in the box, all that sat in the bottom of the cardboard was a sheet of paper...on it was a simple message.

A mask to hide, you will receive more packages soon...

Twilight didn't know what to make of it...it was possible someone wasn't entirely trying to make fun of her little...episode from a while back, but their was nothing else to go on beside the promise of more parcels. Twilight took another look at herself in her moniker of Midnight, and couldn't help but admit....if it wasn't for the whole midnight being an evil persona...She looked quite attractive in the short purple and pink dress and that sleek and sexy mask.

Rarity

"A package mother? From whom?" Rarity asked her mother Cookie Crumbles as she placed her schoolbag on the kitchen table too look at what had been sent to her.

"Mhhmm, I didn't open it to respect your privacy, Though I can't seem to recall what you ordered from someplace, more supplies for the shop I take it sweetie?" She asked as she took a whiff of the whole Cornish hen stewing in the pot of stock with carrots, potatoes and homemade drop dumplings she was cooking for dinner, a tradition for Friday night dinner. Rarity began to open the box when she noticed another on sitting on the radiator not far from her.

"Ma Ma...that other one....is that perchance for Brandon?" She said picking her box and the other one up as her mother turned to look at it.

"Oh silly me! I forgot you're friend got one too, could you be dearie and bring it too him up in the attic? Maybe you two could open them together and see what you got!" She said with a cheerful smile. Rarity took the packages in her arms and up to the upper levels of the attic. It was then when she realized that she had no idea why she assumed the other package was for Brandon. Sure she was right in her presumption, but she didn't even check the name on the tag, how odd. When she opened the door to the attic she was greeted by blasted of icy cold as she entered the attic from below, then she noticed that the air conditioners were all on. Rarity shivered and made her way down the rows of boxes to the back of the attic reserved for Brandon's bedroom. She saw him at a canvas drawing away as he was one to do, but there was something different about Brandon.

"Brandon! Darling what have you done with your...hair?" Rairty asked rushing up to him, at first it was because she noticed his black hair was long and shaggy again as it had been back when she first met him, until she then noticed that her boyfriend had dressed in tight straps of black leather and a big leather belt...he had thrown on his school play costume as Edward Scissorhands. "Darling? What's gotten into you? You made it cold as a witch's teat in here and threw you're old costume on? What are you doing? What's going on?" She asked as her boyfriend only asked...

"Is that for me?" in a soft and shy voice not unlike the character he was so reminiscent of. He reached for the package but Rarity only held it away from him.

"Yes but you're not getting it until you take that silly costume off! Now!" She shouted somewhat nervous to see him acting like this.

"I'm sorry Rarity...I don't know why...but I just...felt like something..in my head...telling me to do this...I'm sorry." He said with that so irresistibly soft and cute little voice. Rarity couldn't help but betaken aback by it. She hugged him tightly and patted his long black hair.

"It's okay darling, I'd be lying if I didn't find you...cute and fan girl level adorable in it, now let's open these packages." She said with a smile breaking the tape on her box. Unlike Twilight, she got the note first, it said the same as Twilight's. The mask inside had a blue face and purple highlights over the eyes, a purple gem like design on the forehead, and a gold crown like finish along the top, Brandon's?

"It...IT's a..." It wasn't exactly an Edward Scissorhands mask, rather it was pure white one with black eye-holes and attached to the top was a mop of stringy black hair...there where also purple streaks like tears running down the eyes. "Rarity? What..is...going on?"

"I don't know darling...we're just gonna have to wait and see."

AppleJack

Her's was an apple red mask with leafy green gems along the edges. She had just as much a clue as the other's what it meant. Applejack put it on in front of her bedroom mirror, while she hadn't been into these masquerade getup before, seeing them as more Rarity's thing. She had to admit she looked quite good in the mask. mysterious and exotic, almost..alluring.

"Not too shabby even it isn't my usual thing." She said taking the mask off and placing it on her apple wood dresser. She adjusted her Stetson hat and began to brush her hair back. Though Applejack didn't often get all gussied up, she did keep her hair neat and tidy. The most attention the boys had ever given her for it was that one time she had it braided and dressed up with pretty red ribbons. She wondered if she would have to again soon.

Pinkie Pie

Pink...a pink mask with her logo of three balloons near the top and faux pink panther diamonds embedded in the mask, however being her usual self, Pinkie was quite happy to receive a mask in the mail. She bounced around her house happily. "Yippeee! Someone's throwing a party and for once I'm invited! Wait...do they want me to help plan it? Or is it like a surprise costume party...but it's not Halloween." She was interrupted by her sister Maude who adjusted her sweater and beret and opened her own package and said.

"It doesn't have to be October 31st to hold a masquerade ball Pinkie...Oh look I got invited too." She said taking a mask of grey and sculpted to look like the smooth stone face of a carved statue. "How fitting...they knew my personality to fit the mask they sent."

Rainbow Dash

"What the?...Is this?...oh no way! I wouldn't be caught dead at one of those tea and crumpets....hmmm actually...It is kinda cool." Dash commented picking her mask up. It was red and yellow and had her lightning rainbolt in the middle and the sides almost looked like flames. She put on and fely her self just this close to using that drop of Equestrian magic to pony up. She felt...empowered. Like she could take on the world, or do something else...something of a more...seductive nature

Sunset Shimmer and Flash Sentry.

Her mask held her cutie marks that once emblazoned into the fur of her flanks back when she walked on all fours, with the sides dark and light purple. Unlike Twilight's mask, it didn't immediately make her think of the dark side of her past. AS for Flash, he had no way of knowing it, but his mask being that of centurion soldier with a visor to hide his eyes, evoked the version of him that walked on all fours and was a noble stallion royal pony guard to magical Crystal Empire Princesses.

They all received masks that day, and not much else. In time the meaning behind them would be made clear, but the mystery only baffled those who received them.

The dream...

Twilight found herself laying on a deep violet cushion, aside her faux Midnight Sparkle mask and a new now full on set of her wings and ears and a long flowing dark violet tail, she was completely nude. Her modestly breasts were being caressed by a set of male and female hands alike. She didn't discriminate. "We found them mistress Midnight." A cool and collected voice says over the waves of bodies rubbing, caressing and even...fucking each other on either more cushions or the floor. Midnight looks up from her bliss eyes open to see a snowy white girl in a mask with a blue face and purple highlights over the eyes, a purple gem like design on the forehead, and a gold crown like finish along the top. Her date stood beside her in a white masque with blank empty black eyes and tear like streaks of purple running down the eyes.

"Bring me the mare...I feel like being serviced by her tongue....but you...why are you crying at such an event? do you enjoy the debauchery that we have agreed to partake in? You know you had the choice and your choice was to stay." She says as Rarity leans over body blowing softly on her belly and kissing the other girl's navel before planting a gentle kiss on her pubic mound just above Midnight's clitoris. She moans onto the nub at the apex of her partner's womanhood making Midnight moan with her eyes narrowing at the other one. She licks her lips then open wide tiling her head back to show she has mastered suppressing her gag reflex without losing it. While the tender tube of meat in the confines of his long john pants stirs like a desert snake distributed by a ray of sunlight.

"Midnight?" he says softly while watching his girlfriend make love to the other girl while hands squeeze and pinch Midnight's peaked and perky aroused nipples.

"That is Mistress Midnight to you little wormy man." She says with a hiss and snake like flair of her tongue.

"I'm sorry, Mistress Midnight, its only how the hostess designed my mask, why do you not think I like what I see?" He asked wanting only to give her what she's practically demanding she give him. His cock stuffed into her throat while her voluptuous body is worshiped and caressed as her pussy is eaten out by his girlfriend...who she called a mare?...It was then that he saw Rarity had grown a set of her own pony ears and a long tail, as well as an ivory horn glowing with magic as she dove her tongue in and out of Midnight's pussy like the piston to vulgar engine.

"Take those off." She said as his hands went to the band of his coverage and lowered, allowing the rock hard man meat to spring forward and throb in anticipation at what it would be going in. "Good...now come here...come to you're mistress my little pet." Midnight said with a moan as she felt her vulva lips quiver and tremble as her female lover's mouth was sucking on them and working her to a full on orgasm. He brought the tip of his hard dick to Midnight''s waiting lips as she took a teasing lick of the salty, bleach like pre cum, and then....

"Ahh!" Twilight said softly as her eyes shot open to find herself only in her bedroom, not on some fluffy cushion being worshiped and ravaged about to suck someone off. How could she even dream of something so?...Twilight looked down to find she was sweating heavily and despite it being February she had stripped all her clothes off in her sleep and lay nude in bed. There was a faint musky smell in the air and a wet patch of  vaginal juice on her sheets. She leaned down took a whiff of it then a soft inquisitive lick of it. The taste both enticing her further and confusing her more. Twilight looked over the darkness of her bedroom to the mirror and saw on the nightstand the eyes of her Midnight Sparkle mask gazing blankly back at her. She lay back down on her bed and gazed into the abyss of her mask for hours, the abyss never gazed back once.

"I'm getting wound up over nothing, I have to wonder if this is just some joke that I'm taking too seriously." She said as her hand subconsciously began to rub her puffy lower lips again making her moan softly. "No I...shouldn't...Ohhhh yes...I should." She said sighing in relaxation as her finger twirled around the nub of her clit and began to push down on it hard.