Life at the End of the Rainbow: Equestria Girls Edition

Chapters

Introducing: A Totally-NOT-Insane girl!
Introducing: FLUTTERSHY!
Introducing: Work!

Introducing: A Totally-NOT-Insane girl!

Author's Note

This is an alternate version of my other story Life at the End of the Rainbow. Check it out if you are interested. As for why it's Mature instead of Teen like the original? Reasons.

This is going to be the only chapter that's remotely similar. As for the reason why I'm doing this? Because I feel like it, and having to write non-fanfiction books is taking up most of my time. So I can't spend energy finishing my work on this site. PLEASE FORGIVE ME MY LOYAL LOVING HENTAI SENPAI'S!!!!!

Introducing: A Totally-NOT-Insane girl!

"When life gives you lemons, fuck them in the ass and give them Lemon-Aids!"

—Rainbow (Zephyr) Dash.

"Well, Lady Rainbow. I think we have finally made a breakthrough!" cheered Doctor Clear Mind. "How do you feel knowing that you'll be able to leave the psychiatric ward and return to society as a mentally healthy young girl?"

I let out a solemn sight. It's been three years since being admitted to Canterlot General Adolescent Psychiatric Ward. In those years, I've spent my time waiting in a padded room, eating pudding, painting, therapy sessions with my doctor, and trying to keep up with my grades. The reason I'm in the hospital in the first place had to do with trying to convince Principal Cinch that I wasn't Rainbow Dash—That I was someone else trapped in the girl's body.

In hindsight, shouting and yelling at the top of my lungs during detention declaring that I'm a male in a female's body, wasn't the greatest of plans. Then again, doing that in front of Principal Cinch like a lunatic also didn't help my cause. All it did was get a squad of policemen to arrest me, and drag me off to the insane asylum to treat a gender problem I didn't have, (which eventually led to confronting me about homosexuality issues I also didn't have), as well as treating a bunch of other variants of identity psychosis the doctors thought I had. It was one giant cluster-fuck of problems that had me disowned by my (Rainbow's), family, got me on the newspaper for being Canterlot's "latest" lunatic, and expelled from Crystal Prep.

In one week, I practically—no—ruined Rainbow Dash's life. All I wanted to do was get out of her body and return it to the girl that it originally belongs too. I didn't want to be a woman, or the person responsible for saving Canterlot High from a power-hungry she-demon! That destiny belongs to the prismatic, loyal, athletic, tomgirl Wondercolt! And not a computer programming gamer nerd! Even if I wanted to be in Equestria, I would have wanted to, at least, be in my own body regardless of the gender change!

Now, three years later, I still think I can figure out where the real Rainbow Dash is. I still plan on giving her body back. The few issues currently stopping me at the moment have to be funding, and lack of magical knowledge. I cannot trust anyone right now nor do I think anyone would believe me. I really didn't want someone to tell my doctor that I'm "relapsing," and have me brought back to the padded room in a straightjacket.

So, in those three years I've waited; pretended that the doctors were "curing" me. Plus, having to admit to a few things about who I was made everything more believable. I'm a guy in a female body, that doesn't mean I'm automatically straight. Though, Doctor Clear Mind's reaction to my version of lesbianism wasn't something I expected.

According to Clear Mind; A lesbian is a female who is sexually attracted to women. That's a fairly basic description, but it's much more than that. To me anyway. When I explained that a lesbian is an individual who can only feel love, romance, passion, and attraction to the fairer sex while being physically disturbed or appalled of the opposite sex is a real lesbian. He changed his textbook definition of semi-bisexuality. He changed his initial psychological assessment to something much deeper than he expected.

He concluded that being unable to find someone capable of reciprocating my feelings led to me spiraling down a path of loneliness, and self-destruction of my identity. This hypothesis conveniently tied up all my false psychosis in a neat little knot and gave him a means of treatment that should work on all the problems I don't have. Do you know what that treatment entailed? Well, it involved embracing who I am of course! With a side dish of counseling on relationships with Deen Cadence, (of all people), on Wednesdays, deep meditation on Fridays, and having someone "teach" me on how to pick-up girls!

Rainbow Dash is going to murder me with a rusty spoon.

All in all, Doctor Clear Mind's treatment supposedly boosted my self-esteem, convinced me that my sexual preference wasn't wrong, and all the other junk I could care less about. At the end of the day, (today in fact), I'm getting out of the asylum, and all I had to do was prove to the doctor that I embraced the reality that both my masculine and feminine sider were one and the same. I didn't care about any of that. It's all a convenient lie he made for me.

What I do care about was how badly I ruined Rain's, (and mine), life and reputation. Rainbow's a hardworking, team playing, athletic girl training to become a pilot! Everyone liked her; they could depend on her and, of course, found her a bit arrogant and egotistical.

Now though? She's a mentally unstable, job-quitting, unicorn-believing wackjob—who got expelled from the most prestigious boarding school in Canterlot. Who abandoned her friends in Crystal Prep, (which they don't want anything to do with her anymore), and was publicly disowned by her family. She has nothing to her name and in turn, mine.

I also don't think the Wonderbolts would take her in anymore after the crap I did in front of their commanding officer. Screaming, kicking, and punching a few cops really looked bad on her resume, especially, Captain Spitfire. I can clearly remember landing a few right-hooks on the fiery orange girl while screaming, "You can't take me away! I need help! Princess Celestia's help! Only she can fix us! Fix our souls!"

The life of the girl I've stolen is tarnished, and I plan to fix it! All I need to do is wait for the portal to pony Equestria to open, go in, find Twilight Sparkle, and with her magical connections. I can figure out where Rainbow Dash's soul went, and return it back to her body! But before that, I need to repair Rainbow's reputation, make friends with the human-six, all the while juggling school, work, and improving her grades! It's a foolproof plan! I've even factored in Sunset Shimmer. She'll become my best friend if it's the last thing I do!

Coming back to reality, I gave the slightly tan doctor a practiced smile. I wasn't out of the hospital just yet and if I blow my cover now. I could end up stuck in a padded cell for the rest of my life. "Great, Doc! I fell as though I can take on the whole world!"

Nailed it!

Doctor Clear Mind returned my smile with one of his own before raising his clipboard in front of him with an open hand. He shifted through a few pages, looking over them all for a second until he reached the last one. Humming in thought, he turned the board towards me and handed me a blue pen. "Here you go, Miss Dash. This is your release form," he said as I grabbed the pen. "Once you've signed this, you are free to go, but remember. I still expect to see you once every six months for our annual follow-ups to monitor your condition, and if you need to see me again before that time. All you need to do is ask."

"Sure thing, Doc," I acknowledged, and quickly wrote my name before giving back the form to the doctor. I pretty much shook with excitement to finally get out of the hospital. My fidgeting hands further exemplified this emotion, earning me a deep chuckle from the doctor.

"Well, I might as well let you go. Not being able to exercise all that much would drive a lot of athletic people batty. Especially as one as active as you, Rainbow Dash. Make sure to gather your things from your room, and I'll have the nurse show you out." With that, the doctor stood up from his chair and reached out with a hand for a shake. Following his example, I quickly shook his hand, gave him a nod and said, "later!" before turning around to leave his office.

Canterlot General Psychiatric Ward is a small complex in comparison to Canterlot General. Located just a block away from the General Hospital, the building was only two stories tall and spanned two city-block. The General and the Psychiatric Ward was connected by a courtyard separated by a large fence meant to keep the insane people from interacting with the rest of the world. Now, what do they do to prevent people from climbing over this fence? Barbed wire with long spikes in between the coils.

The inside of the building was what one would expect of an insane asylum: Padded corners, locked doors, guards everywhere, and nurses armed with giant needles; ready to pounce if a patient got violent. The entire interior was painted white with the exception of the few signs directing places of importance like the food hall or the lounge. If you wanted to find a way out of the place you will have a hard time as there were imagery in place to disorient patients, which I learned about after a few failed attempts at trying to escape. They were quite effective at stopping ponies from running away.

Walking to my room was a quick trek from Doctor Clear Mind's office. It was literally at the end of the hall on the second floor and east wing of the building. There were a few other rooms with my fellow crazy patients, though some of them I stayed far away from, especially Child Stalker's. That man was so much wrong; I can't even describe the amount of wrong there was with him. All he does is stalk children for months on end and just...watches them. I've heard that he sometimes takes trophies from a few of his victims he found interesting. He gives me the creeps.

Strangely enough, there's another patient named Sunlight Blade who I found quite enjoyable to hang out with, and unlike Child Stalker's weird child fetish. Sunlight Blade was in the Asylum for something far less creepy. She believes that she is the Knight of Sun, Blade of Celestia Solar, the sole human capable of protecting her highness in all of Equestria! She was found with a religious shrine to Celestia, which she prays, masturbates, gives offerings, and sings to every, single, day, in her house. Now, make no mistake, her skills with both guns and swordsmanship are absolutely terrifying. She took on an entire Special Forces Squadron by herself, and it was only with the combined efforts of the police, S.W.A.T, the Wonderbolts, the Special Forces, and Celestia herself that finally took her down after a twenty-two-hour battle of attrition. Twenty. Two. Hours.

Thankfully no one died.

Most people thought she was a harmless, kind, shy woman that worked in a bookstore, completely incapable of harming a single soul. From what I've also learned, she was too afraid to talk to men and always stumbled around them. Other people tended to pick on her because of her timid nature as well, and she would always take it without fighting back or making a fuss.

So, when Sunlight Blade pulled out a sword made from "dragon scales" that was on fire, as well as don possibly the most epic suit of armor, EVER! People got worried. Well, worried would be an understatement. She walked straight into Canterlot High in her armor and began declaring that she would slay all the moon-lovers, have Celestia's babies, force the religion of Celestia upon all the non-believers, become the new Captain of the Solar Knights, and all the while proclaiming the holy name of Dawnbreaker! Everypony freaked the fuck out.

Now, the fair-skinned lady with a fiery blazing-red hair and eyes spends her time sulking in her room; painting pictures of various landscapes with rainbows, rain or clear cyan skies. Though, when she is out of her room, we talk, play games, share pudding and gossip about which nurse is fucking the doctors. 'I'm going to miss her.'

Letting out a sigh, I walked into my room. It was one of the larger rooms with a queen-sized bed, a dresser with a vanity mirror, a desk, a door to my personal bathroom, (that gets locked at night), and a dresser at the base of the bed. I didn't have much in my room aside from all the books I've borrowed from the Library. 'They should be taken back to the Library by a nurse later today,' I hummed in thought. Walking over to the dresser where the few things that I owned were stored, (mainly my Journal, backpack, and my I.D's), before placing it all on my bed. Next, I moved towards the dresser to grab the few clothes I owned and tossed them onto the bed as well, but before I went to pack my things. I stopped and gave myself a quick look over in the mirror.

Three years ago, Rainbow was a sleek, slim, athletically muscular, flat-chested girl that rocked a messy tomboy mullet. I tried to keep up with her routine. I really did, but it was very difficult to do so. Mostly because my movement was restricted, my time in the gym was limited, and my diet heavily regulated, however. This new routine did have its benefits, and it really shows too. Before, my ass was flat, small, and uninteresting. Now it's curvy, has just enough baby fat to round it out, and my new exercise routine gave it a bit of firmness. My legs went on for miles that ended with deliciously thicker thighs while also being athletically toned. My breasts grew from a large B-cup to a perfectly-shaped, perky, F-cups! And when I was fifteen, my height stood a short four-foot-eleven. Now that I'm eighteen, I grew to a noticeable five-foot-nine. God, I forgot how scary puberty is. My waist stayed the same, which combined with my new sexy ass, hourglass form, flat-but-firm stomach, big breasts, gave me that hot super-model body. And when I say "super-model body" I really mean it. I've compared my own body to some of Equestria's sexiest models with my doctor and suffice to say. I was fucking sexy!

Let's not forget her oval-shaped face! Her magenta eyes shone with a passionate fire that was framed by long, sexy, black lashes. Her angelic-but-thin pinkish lips glowed with a glossy hue. She had a cute button nose, slightly-prominent cheekbones that gave her a young appearance; fair skin, and an angelic complexion.

I changed my hairstyle over the years as well, turning Rainbows iconic look to something more feminine and sexier. I had long, luscious, wavy hair with bangs that framed my face while flowing over my right eye with the rest of my hair cascaded over my shoulders. My rainbow-colored hair reached to my lower back and looked like a kaleidoscope of pigments that melded over each other like a raging fire. 'I would have been really disturbed by being a girl but after three years of having a vagina. I eventually embraced it. Also talking to the doctors really helped as well.'

When I finished checking myself out in the mirror, one thought came to mind. 'My God. What did I do to her body?! Rainbow the literal definition of God-tier Sexy!'

Aside from my basic physical appearance, I wore a midriff cyan sweater over a tight-fitting cleavage-showing v-neck white, midriff tank-top, blue jeans, and cyan sneakers. Happy with how I look, I turned back around and put the rest of my clothes and my other stuff into my backpack. Speaking of clothes, I put on a light-blue color with white trim and put it on. The tag, which was in the shape of Rainbow's cutie-mark, "jingled" like a jingle bell with each movement I made. Nodding my head in approval, I equipped my backpack before leaving the room without looking back.

"I see that you are all dressed and ready to go," spoke a sweet, motherly voice. Turning to the left from the door of my room, there Nurse Sweetheart stood. The older-looking woman with creamy-hazel hair tied up in a bun was giving me a warm smile with deep, chestnut-colored eyes that held never-ending motherly wisdom.

"Yeah, I just wish what I was carrying wasn't the only things that I own," I smiled back weakly. It wasn't a lie either. My only possessions were what I had on my back. After being disowned by Rainbow Dash's parents, they literally threw everything Rainbow had at her house in the thrash; from posters, clothes, to collectibles, and other memorabilia. They even sold her signed limited edition Emporer Axe guitar she got from her favorite band, Empire! That instrument was worth over five-hundred-thousand! Those fucking bastards!

Thankfully, the only thing they couldn't take was Rainbow's bank account. That's a blessing if a small and temporary one. Rainbow was smart enough to not allow her parents to co-sign on her checking account when she created it. The amount of cash she acquired from sporting tournaments, odd jobs, and her music combined equaled a whopping 1.2 million dollars. If her parents stole her life savings as well? I would have fucking murdered them. And as for how I knew what Rainbow's parents did to us? Well, you can thank Nurse Sweetheart for providing the information. 'Fucking cunts,' I thought darkly.

"You'll do fine, Rainbow Dash," Nurse Sweetheart smiled back before giving me a comforting hug. "I know that no matter what happens in life. You're the type of mare that will always bounce back no matter the strife."

"Thanks, Nurse Sweetheart. You were always such a...sweetheart," I hugged back awkwardly.

'NAILED IT!'

The Nurse chuckled as she let me go then turned around to leave. She said her goodbyes, and I said mine. It wasn't a heartwrenching experience where I wouldn't come back to the needle-filled prison, never to see her again. We both knew I would be back to visit Sunlight Blade. That mare really needs friends. 'Speaking of Sunlight Blade. I should see her before I go.'

'Walking through the halls, get the fuck out of my way! I'm off to Canterlot High, where I'm going to stay!' I sang in my head while on my way to Sunny's room. Her room sat on the second floor of the west wing. 'There I'm going to dance, and fix Rainbow's life, hooray!' The trek was a familiar and fast one. Sunlight Blade's room had to be one of the few places in the Ward that I frequently visited. Coming in at second place would have to be the game room where the mostly-sane patients could play billiards, cards, board games, and shuffleboard. Ya' know? Typically boring Hospital entertainment, but there was little else I could do aside from reading.

I knocked on Sunlight's door before entering. Her room looked just like mine, minus the view of Canterlot that I greedily coveted. The few other differences were the paint stands, the amazing artwork on the wall, and the lady sitting in front of one of the stands—brush in mouth and colors on a table beside her—stood Sunlight Blade. From the doorframe, I had a good look at her epic cutie mark—a sword made of fire with wings for the hilt and a sun-shaped crystal as the pommel—tattooed to her shoulder. 'I wonder if anyone else notices that their favorite logo is their cutie mark in the pony world?' I thought absentmindedly.

"Greetings, Lady Rainbow Dash. How are you this fine afternoon?" greeted Sunlight from behind the stand in a smooth tenor tone. 'Still can't figure out how she knows where I am without looking.' Shaking my head, I walked deeper into her room and from standing behind her, I got a good look at what she was painting today.

"You know, I think I'll miss watching you paint. You really know how to make a forest appear magical. Mystical even," I praised. "Oh! I'm fine. How are you?"

"Thank you," she gushed with a faint blush appearing on her cheeks. She then turned around, the paintbrush still in her mouth and dripping orange water-based paint. Her eyes a blazing red, staring into my own with a mix of pride and warmth. I couldn't help but smirk when I booped her nose, causing her eyes to cross and her snout to sniffle. She may be really scary and could kick my ass when provoked, but she's also one of the cutest girls I've ever laid my eyes on.

"And I'm doing fine...I've heard you are leaving the Hospital today. Will you be going soon?" she asked with a look of playful annoyance.

"Yeah, I'm actually on my way out. I have a place in the suburbs I can stay in until I can get back on my feet," I replied. 'But I have no clue if Fluttershy would house me until I can get a job and get my own place. Please, Celestia's lower horn. Please let Fluttershy not think of me in a bad light. I really don't want to spend my first week out of the Mental Hospital in the homeless shelter.'

"You seem uncertain. Why?" Sunlight wondered, her posture stiffening.

Letting out a sigh, I responded. "I found out a while ago that I got publicly disowned by my family. As a result, I lost everything except for my bank account and what I'm carrying on me at this moment. Not only that, but I have no idea whether or not my housing is guaranteed since my only saving grace is a friend of mine who lives in the suburbs."

"You have my deepest sympathies, Rainbow," she cringed slightly. "I know what it's like to lose everything...even though I won't be able to return to society for a long while to experience what you are going through right now."

"Well, it could be worse," I chuckled. "I could have severely humiliated the entire Canterlot police force and a squadron of Equestria's finest Special Forces for over twenty-two hours."

Sunlight frowned, "I still believe none of them are worthy of being Celestia's protectors. They will only bring our country to ruin."

"And screaming "Dawnbreaker!" was a good idea to prove your belief?" I asked with a raised brown. She rubbed the back of her head, looking away.

"I wasn't thinking clearly."

"Clearly."

"In any case, I hope your new life will treat you well. I know when I look into your eyes, I can't help but see a primordial flame burning brighter than the sun. As long as that flame burns brightly, you'll succeed at whatever and wherever you go," Sunlight smiled warmly.

I couldn't help but blush at her words. "Thanks. I'll try to visit whenever I have the time," I said, wrapping my arms around her for a hug. "You're an amazing friend, Sunlight. I'm going to miss you and your art when I'm gone."

Pulling away from the hug, I decided it was time to finally leave the asylum. With one last goodbye to Sunlight, I left the hospital and made my way to the bus station. Thankfully, I wasn`t recognized by the general populous for being that one "crazy" teenage girl from a few years ago while walking through the city. My only stop on the way was the bank where I took out enough for a deposit for an apartment if I couldn't crash at Fluttershy's place. I really didn't want to dig into Rainbow's savings for basic living expenses. It's her money she made from hard work, sweat, and tears, but sacrifices have to be made. I hope she'll understand.

With a few grand in my pocket, a new cellphone, updated learners license, a bus pass, and determination! I hopped on a bus to Canterlot High. It may be summer, but I want to sign up for school as soon as possible. There are a lot of things I need to do, and fretting over school can't be one of them. My reason? It's far easier to get a part-time job while studying. That's an important fact!

Introducing: FLUTTERSHY!

'Ugh, I can't believe it took an hour to go from Canterlot Center to Ponyville Suburbia on a bus traveling over forty kilometers an hour. Rush hour in this world is fucking bullshit,' was what went through my mind as the bus finally stopped down the street from Canterlot High.

The ride itself was quiet and uninteresting, peaceful really. People sat in their seats talking about boring things, guys wolf-whistled me, girls stared in jealousy or desire, and I swear I heard someone taking a picture of me. I mean, seriously! I know I'm hot, but how shameless can you be to take a selfie of an underage girl?! All in all, it was your typical, boring, bus ride. Aside from the obvious monotony of sitting on a bench for over an hour, I did some planning for when I arrived in Ponyville Suburbia.

First thing I needed to accomplish was signing up for high school. I can't establish connections with the Main-Six until the school year starts since I'll be too busy with work and other things important to ensure comfort in my new life. Doing so shouldn't take all that long as I did have some background knowledge from the show, however. There was a slight problem with the plan. It came in the form of three words: Lack of Transportation.

Now, I could use the bus to go everywhere, but knowing the routes from my brief study session at the main transport hub near the city center. The bus isn't a reliable option. Thus, I needed a car and knowing that Rainbow got her learners before I took over her body. I know that I can go for my drivers' license anytime I want, which I've already made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. I just need a car. It's on the list for things to do for today, and I'll make sure to get one that will be as awesome as Rainbow! It's the least I can do for using her money. I'll get rental for the time being until I can find a vehicle deserving of Rainbow's affection. My credit card came in the mail at the hospital a week ago, so I shouldn't have a problem there.

Another problem came in the form of housing. While I sat on the bus, I looked up potential apartments in case I couldn't crash at Fluttershy's place. There were quite a few worth looking at that weren't too expensive. One of them was looking for a high school roommate. I'll take a look at that one once I'm done signing up for school. It looks quite promising.

As for work? I know I can do administration, office work, fast-food, and programming, but I don't know if there is much of a job market for a high school student. I know programming will be difficult to find. Most IT jobs require a degree to even be considered for employment if you don't have something to show your employer. If I can't get a job as a computer technician, I'll do fast food while streaming. 'I might as well use my looks for views. There is a huge market for sexy gamers even though I'll be playing casually. Time to return to Grandmaster in Starcraft 2! Terrans forever!'

Ten. Minutes. Later.

"Oh, for fuck sakes," I mumbled in annoyance, twitching eyes, and with a hand trying to crush my pen into a singularity. I sat in Vice Principal Luna's office with three other people. Now, nothing would have been out of the ordinary if it weren't for the fact that Flash Cuck-Boy Sentry wouldn't stop stuttering, staring, and trying to talk to me while I'm CLEARLY SIGNING MY PAPERWORK! The other two bastards were Flash's friends, who were also trying to utilize the power of their teenage hormones in an attempt to communicate with me.

I don't want to be that girl who pretends to care about what someone feels with a fake smile and a sickeningly sweet voice, but holy shit! Take the hint! I'm not interested! Don't you see the collar? I'm girls only! I'm at the point that I will grab all three of your sacks, bolt them to the floor, and practice my golf swing! Is this the shit popular girls have to deal with on a daily basis?! They must have the patience of a Buddhist monk!

I didn't bother to pay them any attention. Signing up for the High Honors course is more important. After all, I spent most of my time in the hospital redoing all of Rainbow's grades by taking 100% Academic Final Grade Exams. Each exam reset all of Rainbow's grades from kindergarten to middle-school based on various tests in a controlled environment with the permission of the superintendent of Canterlot's school district, and after all my efforts boosting her academic career. Rainbow went from a C-average(60-70%) student to an A++ High Honors(98.5-100%) student. Including the first three years of high school Rainbow missed. Those were the worst. At least Rainbow's academic credits are above fifteen now. I don't need to worry about failing anymore.

I'm a little disappointed that Rainbow can no longer attend Crystal Prep anymore. Rainbow got into Crystal Prep due to sports scholarships, which wasn't surprising, to be honest. Considering she made so much cash from various sports tournaments, I'm more surprised that Dean Cinch would expel Rainbow from a single mental breakdown. She lost over two-hundred-thousand in scholarship fees Rainbow earned through various company sponsorships. It's such a waste.

As I finished filling out all the forms, Vice Principal Luna walked into the room. She took one look at me, then to the boys drooling all over the floor, then back to me. Her rolling eyes clearly said that this wasn't the first time she's seen teenage boys act like a bunch of perverted stalkers. I'm not surprised either. I used to be one of them, however. I gradually became immune to a pretty girl's appearance by the time I left high school. Nothing works better at controlling unwanted boners than being pepper sprayed. 'I should get a few bottles of FOXlabs 5.3 million SHU pepper spray later...'

Letting out a sigh of relief, I stood up with my papers in hand and placed them on top of Luna's desk.

"Thank you, Miss Dash. I hope everything is to your satisfaction? After all, it's not easy for a young lady such as yourself to take care of your own education while working part-time," Luna said briskly. Although her voice sounded cold and professional, her teal eyes flickered with jealous desire, and they were staring at my tits.

'Even you?! Good! Stare! Your pitiful C-cups don't have anything on my voluptuous F's!' Joking aside, I gave Best Princess a warm, reassuring smile, "Education is the most important aspect in life when creating a solid foundation for your career. Without it, no one can make it far in life without a great struggle. However, if an individual doesn't have work experience to complement their academic success, then their grades are meaningless in the long term. That's what I believe anyway." I gave up trying to act like the real Rainbow Dash years ago. It's too painful to be egotistical and arrogant for long periods of time. Being polite and manipulatively straightforward is easier.

Luna's eyes went wide at my philosophical response. I bet she didn't expect this chick to be a well-educated lady that values both intelligence and a good work ethic when she saw me. Hell, I bet she thought of me as a sexy bimbo that's only capable of getting through life with my appearance alone. I mean, I could have done that, but I'm too lazy. I'd rather stick to programming security software for military technology companies. I didn't spend five years at Cal-tech for my Masters in Computer Science for nothing.

'I miss working on planes for Lockheed Martin...'

Anyway! Luna responded with my smile with one of her own, "I'm glad you are serious about your studies, Rainbow Dash. I hope for your continued success here at Canterlot High, and remember that I am here if you need any help should you require it."

"Thank you for the courtesy, Vice Principal Luna," I said, placing my right hand over my heart followed up with a respectful bow. I noticed her cheeks turned a little pink from the act. Excellent! My weeb bow worked as intended. It's time to butter her up some more!

"If you'll excuse me. I have other appointments that require my utmost attention today. I'll see you again when the school year starts in September. Until then, have a wonderful summer!" And with those words, a bright smile, wink, and twirl; I left her office feeling jubilant! Luna is essential for my plan on reforming Sunset. If she has a positive outlook of my personality and temperament, then she'll be able to look away from some of the things I might need to do in order to rein in Sunset from her bullying ways since Sunset is crucial for finding the soul of the real Rainbow Dash.

I would have chosen Twilight Sparkle from pony Equestria, but knowing her. I highly doubt she'll want to do what I need her to do. Soul Magic, Alchemy, and Necromancy aren't exactly ethical or legal in pony Equestria. But those plans are for later. I still need to ensure Rainbow's dream of becoming a pilot, which requires a very high academic-grade percentage in Math, Science, and Computers. Physical capability is also important, which I'm working hard on! I want to keep these curves after all! I just think that I won't have much time to keep up with my workout routine once I begin school. It's a little distressing.

I don't know what kind of expression Luna had while leaving her office, but I bet it was an adorable one! How can I tell? A woman's intuition. That's how! Anywho~ My trip to the school went smoothly. Aside from Flash Cuck-boy Sentry staring at me dumbly for several minutes, everything went according to plan. Then again, I couldn't help wondering why Flash was in the office in the first place. I understand Summer School was going on for the failures from last year to clean up their grades, but why Flash of all people? Isn't he dating Sunset? I know I've overheard that he was from several of other students roaming around the halls. Shouldn't he be, I don't know, hanging out with her over the break? 'Something is going on here—'

"Hey!" called a voice from behind.

'—Speak of the devil! It's Cuck-boy Sentry!' Turning around, Flash Sentry wearing his signature leather jacket in the middle of summer came rushing over to me with a tint of red to his cheeks. When he stopped in front of me with the stupidest smile on his punchable face, I noticed that I'm taller than him by a couple of inches. It's not surprising. Girls tend to grow up faster than boys during puberty. Give him a couple of years, and he might be taller than me. Not!

Well, I might as acknowledge his pitiful existence. He has the gall to talk to me, let alone try to romance the Phoenix Empress and the Twilight Princess. He doesn't deserve my time, nor Sunset Shimmers or Twilight Sparkles. It's time to show this "Brad" the true value of his disgusting body.

Smiling deceptively sweetly, I asked, "Hello, how may I help you?"

Flash's blush deepened. I could only glare pure death inwardly at him. I can tell what he's going to ask me without even thinking. If he does what I think he is going to do. Then I'm going to tell Sunset the second I see her. Not only will he dig his own grave, but he'll be giving me the resources needed to become closer to Sunset. Not that I plan to use her for what I want before tossing her in the trash when I'm done. I genuinely want to be her friend. I'm not that evil!

"H-Hey gorgeous," Flash shamelessly stuttered out, followed by pulling out his cell in a clumsy manner. "I was w-wondering if you'd like to go hang out at the m-mall sometime?"

'I knew it!' I shouted in my mind but gave no reaction that showed my inner rage. Instead, using my high school drama class, I held my hands in front of me, twirled my left foot shyly, tilted my head cutely, and blushed fakely before replying sheepishly, "Are you asking me out?"

His eyes brightened up at the question, "Y-Yeah, are you interested?"

'Fuck no!'

"S-Sure, you seem like a sweet guy. Can you give me your number?" I happily asked as I grabbed my cellphone out from my cleavage and handed it to him. I just got it today, so there isn't anything on it at the moment aside from my banking app. Meanwhile, when he grabbed the phone, it looked like he received a divine artifact judging by his Brad-like facial expressions. 'Fucking bastard.'

Flash quickly typed in his number in my phone all the while blushing like the Cuck-boy that he is. The disgust I felt for this pile of cheap teenage garbage made me want to vomit all over my phone when he gave it back before throwing it into an industrial furnace. I didn't let it show and, instead, tucked it back between my tits with a wink, then walked away. I'll murder him later.

Am I shallow? Cruel? Conniving? Well, not without reason. There is a reason why I love Rainbow so much. Her loyalty to her friends is one of her most admirable traits. In the modern world, the amount of cheating, backstabbing and abandoning of people to climb the social ladder for money and fame is enraging. Forget about a stable marriage. The divorce rate is 49% before the age of thirty, and the most common reason is cheating. Rainbow's heart is a diamond in the rough. I won't let it be tarnished by an obviously disloyal cuck-boy who is brave enough to go behind Sunset's back. Not like I would date him anyway, and if he was a girl? Then I'd be more than happy to pull out the whip, camera, and slap her ass bloody for the entire world to see before selling her to a pimp. Nothing pisses me off more than disloyal assholes. Whatever, I need to calm down or else I'll blow a casket. I know! Let's go to the dealership first and get a rental. Cars always made me happy.

'Stupid over-emotional girl body.'

One hour later and I'm driving down a street filled with quaint two-story houses in the biggest Dodge RAM 2500/3500 I could find. It even came with a mini-step-ladder and in red! It's a shame I'll only be able to drive it for a week. I don't want to waste money on a rental vehicle that I can't even take out into the country without losing my deposit. Oh well, driving a big-ass truck through the suburbs as a super hot chick is hilarious on its own.

Anywho, I'm driving down this particular street towards Fluttershy's house. I've called earlier to let her parents know that I'm dropping by to visit now that I'm out of the hospital. They were ecstatic about my coming over since Fluttershy couldn't visit me in the hospital due to my doctor's orders. They were so happy in fact. I can see them watching out for me from the living room window. Their actions touched my heart. At least someone cares about Rainbow. Depressing thoughts banished before they came to life. I parked the massive truck in front of Fluttershy's house, turned off the vehicle, opened the door, and got out. When the door shut behind me, Fluttershy's house opened; revealing a rather pretty teenage girl.

The girl in question was none other than the very girl I came to visit: Fluttershy. Her silky cherry blossom pink hair flowed around her adorable oval face and down her back. Her sky-blue eyes twinkled with youthful kindness while her babydoll eyelashes would make the strongest-willed warriors weak in the knees. She wore a beautiful, shoulderless, form-fitting, light-yellow summer dress that ended mid-thigh with three pink butterflies emblazoned on the left side of the skirt; matching closed sandals, and three golden bracelets with butterfly embroideries on her left wrist. The right one had a rose gold analog watch. Did I mention her flawless fair skin, long legs, and light pink lips? Or how about her D-cup breasts? Wait a second. I'm larger than her?! That can't be right. She should already be in the 'G' range! We're both the same age, and I'm only older by a few months. Huh, Rainbow is a Pisces and Fluttershy is a Leo. That's weird. Interesting, but weird.

'If Rarity is smaller than D-cup, and Twilight larger than F-cup, then there is something wrong with this universe.'

Shaking my head free from the smug thoughts of making fun of Rarity and her small boobs, I quickly made my way to the very shocked Fluttershy. 'I know, I was surprised too when I noticed how hot I am. I can't help it. Puberty made me sexy.'

"Hey, Fluttershy. How's it going?" I greeted with a warm hug. I could practically feel the heat emitting from her cheeks from the contact. Plus, the awkward-but-joyful return hug made the moment more memorable. 'Interesting, I'm taller than her by three inches; making her five-foot-six. It's fairly average in terms of height. Also, her boobs are rubbing against mine, and they feel nice~.'

Regretfully, it didn't last as long as I wanted it too. We had to pull away from each other unless we wanted to create a misunderstanding. Not that I would mind. I'm definitely a Fluttersexual, but I don't think she's the same for Rainbow. My top three girls to marry is Sunset, Rainbow, and Fluttershy. Although I don't have time for a relationship, and when I give the real Rainbow Dash her body back. I don't want her stuck with someone that she may or may not like. That is if she is a lesbian. Then I might have some explaining to do, however. If someone I do generally like were to hit on me, then I might give them a chance. Having someone to confide in is always nice to have. Plus, I always wanted to know what it's like to have sex as a girl. I still hope it's one of my top three even if the real Rainbow Dash isn't around. I have dreams ya' know!

I also kinda' wanted to kiss her nose to see what kind of reaction she would have, but that's not a good idea right now. So I'll take the consolation prize of booping her nose instead. The combined sight of her crossing her eyes, twitching her nose, and the heart-exploding pouty face was absolutely worth it! I can die a happy unwilling man-turned-girl at this moment. It's too cute!

Alas, her pouty face didn't last. It got replaced with a timid smile capable of ending the lives of millions, followed by a voice as sweet as sugar-infused honey, and smoother than a baby's bottom. 'Stop! My heart can't take it anymore! Please have mercy, Shy-senpai!'

"I'm doing fine, Rainbow," She replied cutely. "Though, I'm a little surprised of how much you changed over the years. Not that that's a bad thing or anything! Your time in the hospital really made you quite beautiful. I'm a little jealous," she finished her last sentence with a pout.

'Subarashii!'

"Yeah, I'm surprised myself. I didn't think I would look as good as you in a million years let alone three. Puberty is a scary thing," I chuckled. "To be honest, I was a little jealous of your looks as well. I guess we can envy each other?"

"Sure," she giggled before her eyes went wide in embarrassment. "Oh! Would you like to come in? My Dad's in the backyard cooking barbeque. He figured you'd be hungry for real food when you finally got out of the hospital."

"Oh God Yes!"

Meanwhile, in the office of one Vice Principal Luna, there was a heated debate going on within the recesses of her matured mind. She was looking over the paperwork of Canterlot High's newest student: Rainbow Dash. That head-turning teenage girl's background brought constant grief to Luna.

First came the knowledge on Rainbow being a company paid scholarship student of Crystal Prep; next was the information that she got expelled within one week of her enrollment. Why did she get expelled, Luna wondered? Well, according to all the news, internet drama, and a police record of all things; Rainbow had a mental breakdown and was taken to Canterlot General's Adolescent Psychiatric Ward. Not only that, but she was publicly disowned by her parents, lost her scholarships, turned into a laughing stock for the students of Crystal Prep, and all her old friends don't want anything to do with her anymore. And the icing on the cake? She's now homeless.

This entire event shocked Luna. How can such a polite, beautiful, and intelligent girl end up in the situation she found herself in? It doesn't make sense! Rainbow's current grades can get her into any university she wants. Her looks have the capability of making her a world-class model and her voice is Grammy Award-Winning, heart-taking, god-taming beautiful! To make things even more ridiculous? Rainbow is rich! RICH!

So what if Rainbow Dash had a bit of a breakdown? That doesn't justify all the crap that happened to the teenage girl! She stuck with her studies in the hospital; her medical file said she is perfectly healthy aside from the stress that caused the mental breakdown in the first place, and despite everything that happened to her in the past. She has a bright future ahead of her!

Luna rubbed her eyes in astonished-frustration. Dean Cinch, Rainbow Dash's parents, and the companies that backed the young girl; made the biggest mistake they could have possibly made. 'Cinch lost hundreds of thousands in funding, the parents will never be a part of Rainbow's life again, and the companies lost valuable revenue generated from such a talented girl. It's just so...amazing at how dumb they all are! It drives a girl to drink just trying to figure out their reasoning.'

Letting out a sigh, Luna flipped through a few more files until she stopped on a picture. It was a younger version of Rainbow Dash from three years ago wearing Crystal Prep's uniform. She had the biggest smile on her face, but her eyes. They looked tired, depressed even. There wasn't a single ember of the ferocious fire found in the current version of her. She looked hollow, dead to the world; the clear signs of someone overworked to the point of collapse. It made Luna's sympathetic for the young girl, well, until she noticed something else about her.

"THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY SHE LOOKED LIKE THAT THREE YEARS AGO! HOW DOES A FLAT-CHESTED, SHORT, BOYISH, REVERSE-TRAP TRANSFORM INTO A LITTERAL BIG BOOBED GODDESS OF BEAUTY?! IT'S NOT FAIR!" she wailed in despair while looking at her clearly smaller-than-average breasts.

"It's not fair," she sniffled, her eyes tearing up in anguish at the injustice the world thrust upon her since birth.

Introducing: Work!

Well, I’m defiantly not staying at Fluttershy’s place. Her brother, Zephyr Breeze, is one of the creepiest, rapey, perverted, cunts I’ve had the unfortunate pleasure to meet. He wouldn’t stop hitting on me the entire time I was there! He didn’t understand the concept of personal space! He would continuously try to touch me, and to make everything worse? He had the audacity to touch my butt! In front of everyone! Without shame!

I whipped my body around so fast; he never saw the roundhouse kick to his face coming. Several years of Taekwondo and Karate finally got put to use today. I only wish it wasn’t to send Breeze to the hospital with a shattered jaw. That embracement to the name Zephyr didn’t deserve the honor of being touched by a woman, let alone me!

Aside from how uncomfortable the entire barbeque event was, Fluttershy and her parents were quite wonderful to spend time with. Fluttershy filled me in on her time at Canterlot high, all the friends she made, and, of course, about being bullied by Sunset Shimmer. Her parents tried their best to cheer her up, but they didn’t have enough backbone to make a difference. They were simply too meek to act as an emotional rock for Fluttershy. I understood now why Fluttershy depended on Rainbow so much when they were little. Rainbow Dash was her hero; her strong older sister that protected her from danger while also giving her a warm shoulder to cry on. I’ll make sure to live up to her expectations.

From what Fluttershy explained, Sunset Shimmer wasn't as bad of a human being as I thought she was going to be. The most horrible thing Sunset has ever done, was post on MyPlace, (this world’s version of Facebook), that one of the students at Canterlot High was pregnant in order to get her expelled. Other than that, all she does is push people around, threaten, and verbally abuse people. It’s nothing major like sending kids to the hospital or a trip to the police station.

She only does enough damage to make people fear her while also preventing the local authorities from arresting her due to lack of evidence. After all, being called names and reposting things on the internet that’s already there isn’t a crime. The kids of Canterlot High don’t have thick skin at all. They won’t be able to survive in the real world once high school is over. They will be chewed up, pooped out, and used as fertilizer for the people who are able to adapt and thrive in the warzone that is adulthood. I would have felt sorry for them if I didn’t have to suffer dealing with my fellow generation of Millennials growing up. History will know us as the whiniest, pathetic, childish, ignorant, flat-earth-believing generation in existence.

Everyone knows Earth is in the shape of an adorable loli! I will fight anyone who declares otherwise! Earth-chan isn't flat! She's round! She's very self-conscious about her image ever since global warming started screwing over the ecosystem. It's bad enough that Mars is grieving over the loss of her best friend, Opportunity. Yet people keep declaring space isn't real, that we all live in a dome, that the planets are fake, and that Pluto is no longer a planet! Leave Earth-chan's family alone! Stop hurting her feelings!

Silly thoughts aside, I left Fluttershy's house feeling a little disappointed. Sure I could visit or take her out shopping, but I will not live with her. Well, not until she gets her own place or when Zephyr Breeze moves to another country. Seriously, Breeze is a total creep! He steals Fluttershy's panties to sniff them later! Like who does that?! Thank God her parents were so understanding of his need to visit the hospital. They even appeared quite happy about it as well. I would be to if I was his...ew, no. No, no, no, no, just...no. Not in a million years will I ever finish that sentence! 'Think pleasant thoughts. Think wonderful, cute, pleasant thoughts.'

So, I left her house much to the sadness of Fluttershy and her family. I couldn't live in the same house with someone as rapey as Zephyr Breeze. I even offered Fluttershy a room to live with me once I get a place of my own. It shouldn't be too hard. I've already sent a text message to this one place on the nicer side of town. The person also goes to Canterlot High and looking for a roommate to help with rent. I'm just waiting on the reply. In the meantime, I decided to go job shopping, which I got somewhat lucky. There's an opening for a young, beautiful waitress at a five-star restaurant called: Noblesse Oblige. And all it took for me to get an interview the same day I applied was to send my transcripts, a bank statement, cover letter, resume, and a picture of myself.

The transcripts, cover letter, and resume is standard procedure for any employer. After years of making them, sending them out, and updating them made quite the impact for employers. A professionally formatted resume, eloquently written cover letter, and proof of your grades with a signed signature of and referral number to Canterlot's District of Education Superintendent; shows how much I value my academics, and employers love acquiring people who are connected to important individuals as well.

As for the bank statement? My employer obviously wants to know if I'm financially stable enough to work at a five-star restaurant. Or maybe to see how well off my family is while planning to use me to get closer to their bank accounts? A sexy girl that's barely an adult with a few million in her bank account from "daddy" would make easy prey for a money-grubbing businessman. Unfortunately, I'm not that gullible nor willing to become some rich dudes trophy wife. And if he plans to blackmail me with shadily acquired pornographic photos of me? I'm more than willing to post them online myself, then sue him into oblivion.

'Hehehe.'

Driving through town in a big-ass truck that towered over the average SUV was a euphoric experience. All the little cars being forced to move out of my way or be crushed. All the inferior trucks could only stare with envy of my ultra-high clearance cab! Men and Women alike knew just how big my metaphorical dick is by looking at the vehicle I drove, (which was non-existent since the larger the vehicle, the smaller you are). The feeling is wonderful.

Though, as much as I wanted to show how superior I am to the tiny car peasants, I had to park the truck for my job interview. I pulled over in front of one of the largest skyscrapers in Canterlot City. Frankly, it looked fairly average; square, covered in black glass, and the roof had a sign naming the name of the building. Tower De Fleur was its name, and according to the information saved on my phone. The restaurant was on the roof. Neat.

Stepping out of the truck caused the reaction I was expecting since I've left the hospital. Everyone—literally everyone—looked my way. Not feeling disturbed by the sudden attention from the local populous, I made my way into the building, and to my surprise. There was someone waiting for me.

Standing near the receptionist desk, wearing a fancy black suit with a white dress shirt, red tie, and polished shoes; stood a tall man with stylish short blue hair, monocle, and a gentleman's mustache. Another person wearing your typical chef attire stood next to him was the legendary griffin-turned-human Gustave le Grand, and another girl standing next to him.

My eyes went wide in shock at the sight of the girl standing next to head chef of my employer. She stood at an impressive five-foot-ten, had a slightly muscular build, (if I'm judging her very toned stomach correctly), short, emo-style snow-white hair that ended with violet tips, long legs with thickly-toned thighs, narrow waist, child-bearing hips, tight ass, and D-cup tits. Her face had that sensually sexy "Bad Girl" look with fierce amber eyes surrounded by lovely winged violet eye-shadow. She wore tight skinny jeans held up by a dark-brown belt, a tight belly-showing v-neck t-shirt, and she wore a light-brown aviator leather jacket.

She saw me. Her eyes went wide with a jaw slowly making its way to the floor.

I looked at her. My mind went blank at the person I was seeing. I knew who she was automatically from what I remembered of Rainbow's past. There isn't another person who rocked an awesome combination of white, violet, and amber. She's my number four of my top five girls I would love to marry. She is a rough, tough, and very aggressive, but underneath her "Bad Girl" persona? She's a massive softy that loves sweet things.

I quickly stood in front of her, much to the surprise of the two males clearly in mesmerized by my looks, and greeted one of the few people who didn't ditch Rainbow because of my mental episode.

Clearing my throat, I introduced myself with a smile, "Hey, Gilda! Remember me?"

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"Umm, Gilda?" I waved my hand in the face of the mentally broken woman. I didn't think I would get this kind of reaction from her, to be honest. When I did my research on Rainbow's friends in this world, I never would have thought that the skater-gangster chick named Gilda; who would constantly pester Rainbow for being short; become silent as a mouse when gazing upon the new me. She's also the only friend who stayed with Rainbow that physically tried to break into the hospital to bail me out. She's a true friend. I'll try my best to do right by her. I just wish she would stop...acutally, I don't mind her staring. It's weird. Usually, I'd feel very uncomfortable when being looked at by others. This technicolor female body confounds me sometimes.

Moving on, I flicked her forehead to try to free her from her stooper, "Hello~ooo! Earth to Gabriel Gilgamesh Stormfeather! Anyone home?" Still no response. I turned to the more composed individuals also staring at me with shocked eyes. "Welp, she's broken. Can I get a refund?"

The chef-hat dude shook his head free from my totally unintentional spell, "Ahem! Excuse me miss, but, how do you know my niece?" He ignored my question with one of his own. Rude.

Welp, knowing Gilda won't be able to function properly in front of me for a while. I gave Mr. Grand my full attention. Thus, I replied with a polite bow, "My name is Rainbow Scarlet Dash, Mr. Grand. I'm, um, Gilda's friend?"

'I still can't get over that "Scarlet," of all things, is Rainbow's real middle name. No wonder she wanted to change it to Danger. It's so girly.'

"R-Rainbow Dash?" he stuttered out. "As in, that cute, short, tomboy who always play at the skatepark and sports with my little Griffin? That Rainbow Dash?"

"Yes, is that a problem?" I replied, tilting my head to the side cutely while unsure of the reason he's acting all weird. I looked over to Gilda to see if she could explain, but she's still in dreamland. The other guy, however, remained quiet. It's as if he's enjoying a plotline of a comedy skit. He's going to be disappointed in the long-run. There is no punchline.

His eye twitched, followed by them rolling back into his skull. He made a strange choking sound before falling flat on his face, foaming at the mouth. I don't think he took my new appearance all that well. I poked his head with my foot to see if he was still alive.

"Blerg..."

He is.

"Soooo...." I glanced over the only person left awake. "...Do you know where I can find Fleur De Lis? She's expecting me for a job interview."

The guy gave me a cheeky smirk, "Well, my dear. I'm sure my wife will find your company quite the joy to experience. If you're lucky, she may give you a bonus right on day one. That is if you aren't afraid of a bit of sweat, struggle, and a little pain."

Did he just imply that his wife sleeps with younger girls behind his back and that he was okay with it? Not only that, but she's into bondage, and that I could get a raise on my first day by putting on a gag and lifting my ass up for a spanking? Do I really need the raise for being a waitress at a fancy restaurant? Should I drop my dignity and give up my bondage virginity to a milf? Would Rainbow like it? Would I like it?

I'm thinking too deeply about it. There's no way my boss would risk her career sleeping with a barely legal high school student. Let alone against her own husband. Right?

Later.

Oh. My. God. I'm so sorry Rainbow Dash, but the rewards were just too good. I hope you'll understand.

Fleur De Lis...She tasted like strawberry marshmallows dipped in whipped cream. I don't think I can sit down properly for a couple of days, however. It was totally worth it.

Twenty dollars per hour, with tips, for two hours tied up for a sexy supermodel to play with; plus an extra five-hundred dollars per future private session.

Worth it. Totally worth it.

I feel like I'm forgetting about something, but I can't place a finger on it. Whatever, I'll figure it out later. I have an apartment to visit with, (hopefully), my future roommate waiting for me.

Author's Note

ART - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6DNdop6pD8

This is going to be the only chap without the lewds. All chapters with lewds with have an [18+] in the name. Just thought ya'll should know.