Twilight yawned and stretched. "Something's wrong…" The mare stretched again and looked around. A hoof raised and planted firmly in the middle of her forehead. "Twilight Sparkle, you have become so used to that stallion binding you up that it feels odd to wake and be able to move…"

The idea of being bound up again, however, had the usual effect and Twilight dashed in to wash up in a cool shower and was soon ready. She trotted down to the station, her pack full of the sorts of books she might need as well as a list she had spent half the morning on that would be things she could do with Gel when he was home.

She forsook any sort of expedited journey, what could possibly harm Gel? He could overwhelm a princess! Riding along in the train, Twilight checked over her list and added a few new things. All this did was undo the good work done by her cold shower.

"Princess, if you want to visit Long Rest, you best hop out now." Twilight was startled from her list, blushing furiously, by the conductor.

"Oh, thank you." She tucked the list away and, thanks to the train stopping for royalty, was soon on her hooves and facing north. "There are some advantages to being a princess." Twilight grinned and spread her wings. She didn't have any rush, Twilight rode the thermals and winged her way along toward the little town.

She spotted the lazy town of Long Rest. She could see smoke flowing slowly from a chimney and tucked her wings. Dash had taught her this and, although she had only pulled it off a few times she was sure of herself. Twilight was gaining more and more speed, a pony in the air without wings fell pretty quick. At the last second the alicorn flicked her wings out and they caught air hard.

Served almost jumped inside her little shop when the princess came in. All kinds of alarm bells were going off in her head. Of course she knew about Princess Twilight Sparkle, the lead trouble-shooter for the empire. "Good afternoon princess, can I get you something to eat?"

Twilight smiled at the nice mare. "Oh, that would be great, have you seen a…" she trailed off, suddenly unsure how to describe a changeling who might be disguised, "well, lets just say somepony new?"

"That would be the mare who came in yesterday? Oh yes that little filly had quite the appetite." Served Up smiled at her own joke, did she dare try and capture the alicorn on her own? Was she really looking for the changeling stallion and if so, was it unrelated to them? "Don't suppose you have any news, things are mighty slow here at the moment and your friend hasn't done a lot of chatting with a poor old mare."

Finding a table and settling at it, Twilight grinned; Gel was one of her favorite topics after all. "Oh there was a whole shakeup when changelings tried to invade Canterlot again, got it sorted though just," Twilight thought quickly, "trying to track down an errant one that got away. This friend of mine, was he acting strange?"

Served fetched a plate of food she was about to eat herself, she added a generous helping of the sleepy stalks. "Him? Oh no… wait, you aren't saying he was a changeling?" The duplicitous cook put on her best surprised face. "Oh dear, that would be… here you are princess."

Twilight looked at the plate and levitated a fork up. The soft noodles were delicious and she soon started eating with much gusto. But something felt a little off. When the server sat down across from her things were even more confusing.

"Princess, does anypony know you are here?"

Twilight blinked, she thought about the problem, swimming through the haze of darkness trying to fall down onto her. "Nope, only Gel and he is already here!" She smiled wide as her balance seemed to falter.

Served watched the princess' head fall forward and land in the food with a dull plop. "Gotcha, well, a royal toy and like hell I am telling Gilded about this until I have had my fun!" Lifting the unconscious princess up, Served carried her into the back room and then into her own private quarters. Two things followed along behind her. A little ring and a covered cage.

Twilight woke slowly, her brain feeling a little like mush. She tried to stretch but was bound. She smiled as her brain immediately sent a word to her mouth. "Gel…"

"Not Gel, sorry dearie." The words from another mare had Twilight jolt fully awake, aware of being bound. All four of Twilight Sparkle's hooves were bound together and immediately, as a reflex, she began to blink. "What's wrong? You look constipated."

"Ugh, why can't I use magic?" Twilight demanded it and then saw as the unicorn mare held up a mirror. There was a little brass ring around her horn. "That won't hold me forever you know. Those things break pretty quick when an alicorn really gets going!"

"I count on it." The unicorn shocked Twilight by levitating a ring up and dropping it on her own horn. "Here, I can even feel your magic still leaking and… oh not anymore. These things always confuse me so much." The unicorn lifted the cover on a birdcage that was suddenly drawn to Twilight's attention. "I just bet this little guy will still smell you."

"A parasprite?" Twilight laughed but was cut off when the thing seemed to look at her hungrily. "What… what is wrong with it? Why is it looking at me like I am an apple?"

"Because you are." Twilight had no time to even work out what the mare meant by the words before the thing winged straight at her head like a missile. She tilted her horn away from it once but it turned and opened its mouth. The feel as her horn was being swallowed into that gaping maw made twilight tremble, this really wasn't good at all. When the parasprite's lips found the horn-blocker the little ring cracked and fell free. For the briefest moment Twilight thought she would be free. She began to channel and do her best teleport but… got nothing.

"Oh, such a clever little thing." The mare reached up and petted the parasprite, now elongated and stretching down Twilight's entire horn. There was a tingle as she felt it bite in to the soft flesh at the base and lock in place. Twilight trembled, feeling very strange as her body, bit by bit, became weaker. "Oh, look at that. Such a meal for one little parasprite. I bet he is in parasprite heaven!"

Twilight was having trouble focusing on the mare's words, she could feel something, something magical happening, and worse it was happening in her head. She opened her mouth to curse at the unicorn but when she had her quip ready she suddenly couldn't remember the words.

"Oh, so soon? I guess it would happen faster. How is my little colt liking her new best friend?" Twilight blinked, she looked up at the unicorn, mouth still hanging open and drooling a little. "Do you know your name now, colt?" Colt smiled widely, he could remember his name again! He nodded up at the unicorn. She seemed so nice.

Served gave a little squirm. She had a princess and, better, she was making her think she was a colt. It tickled all kinds of fetishes for the mare and she reached up with a hoof to the special horn blocker she wore, plucking it free and releasing her own magic again. "Good little colt, I bet you want to let me tell you all sorts of nice things, don't you? Let's fill that head of yours with what you need to know now."

Colt looked up, nodding when appropriate. He was told of how he was a mighty stallion, that he had been changed in some odd way by an evil queen and now he was trapped in a mare's body. But there was only one way to undo the curse. He had to make the unicorn in front of him climax again and again.

"You want to undo the curse, don't you colt?"

Colt nodded dumbly up at the mare, he would soon have this curse removed.

"Good colt, then let's get it so you have any hope of it, with that silly mare's body of yours. This will help you." The mare held up something in her magic that made Colt smile, it was a big toy! He squirmed in the bindings. "On your back now, you are just an earth pony, you can't use magic you see." Colt nodded, he certainly couldn't use magic. The ropes were untied and Colt squirmed some more, then the mare set the thing down and against his groin. It was an odd device, it had a big fake pony shaft, but it also had a smaller one that seemed to hook in behind and… Colt jumped a little. He shouldn't have THAT place, he was a Colt. But then the memory of being turned into a mare came back. Well, he would fix this in short order.

Served tightened the straps on the princess' new 'stallionhood', she made sure the little extra piece was worked into the alicorn's own depths. It would add to the fun, confusing the 'stallion' after all. "Now this might feel strange, but you have to fight through it, you will be able to break this curse, colt!"

Colt rolled once he realized he was free and equipped. He didn't wait, he didn't take his time. This mare was here to help him and help him she would. Colt moved fast, the heavy shaft below teasing odd sensations into his mind as the part of it inside him moved. He quickly climbed the mare's flanks and humped forward.

The unicorn grunted. Twilight had missed. She reached back with her magic at the toy and lifted the tip of it. She brought it up and as the alicorn humped forward she got it to her already drenched marehood. She moaned loudly, it was a lot better than when Peace drilled her, or even the stallions. This was a princess, thinking she was a stallion. It wasn't just kinky, it was obscene.

Colt bucked and humped, driving himself… well, the toy, deeper and deeper. The mare under him made all the good noises a mare did when a stallion was servicing them. She really was a good mare. The odd sensation coming from that hole swelled in him, confusing him a little but not distracting him from the task at hoof. Driving in again and again, he felt an odd swelling of pleasure and even as the mare below started whimpering and moaning, Colt's voice joined in.

Nopony had seen Gel or Twilight for a the better part of a month. The town was thankfully quiet of disasters but it started to worry a few ponies. Which was why Muffins was at the castle. "Spike?" She called herself nearly hoarse.

"Oh, hi Muffins, what's up?" The baby dragon answered the door wearing a little dressing robe. Clearly he was in a relaxed mood.

"Where is Twilight?" Muffins was a mailmare, but there was a little more to her job than that. Mailmares got to visit everypony, poking their noses into everything. Muffins was a very good mailmare but also a very good spy.

"Oh, I think she and Gel went out on some kind of holiday." Spike sipped at the drink in his hand. "Why, what's the matter?"

"Where did they go?" Muffins was almost done with patience, something felt really wrong and missing two monarchs, that was wrong already.

"Some town to the west… uh, hang on, I have the letter in here." The door closed in the mare's face as Spike rushed inside. It opened a few minutes later, just as Muffins was getting ready to open it herself. "Here it is-"

The mare had the letter in her hooves quickly and scanned it. "This might be a problem. Spike, take a letter."

Spike's eyes went wide, nopony but Twilight… or Gel, would say that to him except… "Princess Celestia's friend?" Muffins nodded. Spike reacted quickly getting the paper and a quill that Twilight normally summoned for him.

"Dear Princess Celestia, I am headed to Long Rest, Twilight Sparkle and Gel Pattern have been missing and I presume they are there. If I do not report within two days send significant help." Muffins waited for Spike to finish writing and reached in to press something from her hoof to the page. There was a tiny muffin-shaped hole stamped in the paper. "Please send it now."

Performing as perfectly as always, Spike lifted the scroll and lit it with his flame. "Done!" But with the flash of fire fading from the dragon's vision, he realized he was alone.

Muffins circled the town. She had been an excellent flier before she went undercover as a pony who flies around heavy packages for a living, reaching the place within a day was foal's play. "Looks normal enough. I guess I have a package to deliver." She smiled, her eyes slipping out of perfect alignment as she affected her derpy cover.

"Excuse me? I am looking for a Strange Location?" Muffins walked around the town, knocking on doors. It wasn't until she came to a little eatery, the only apparent shop in the town, that she smelled two things she recognized. "Hello? Mail delivery!"

A unicorn mare trotted out from the back room. "Oh, hello there, not often we see new faces here. That one for me?"

Muffins tilted her eyes even more to the sides. "Nope, this one is for the pony cooking with sleepy stalks." The hoof came so fast the unicorn didn't get a single reaction. Muffins looked down at the pony and shook her head. Slipping a ring out she pressed it down over the mare's horn. "And when you wake up you are going to tell me why I smell Twilight Sparkle on your fur… a very particular scent of Twilight Sparkle's.

It took little work to drag the mare through to the back room. Muffins reached out and scattered the logs in the fireplace so the food wouldn't burn. A glance revealed the mare was starting to rouse from the knockout kick. "Ah, so good of you to wake up." Muffins stepped over to the unicorn who was not just magic blocked, but gagged now. "Would you like to try and fight? Please try and fight."

Served Up looked toward the gray-pelted mare. With those eyes she looked about as smart as a log of wood and the uniform was picture perfect for a mailmare. "Mfmfmf?"

"Nope, you don't get to talk yet." Muffins beamed happily, her eyes seeming to look to each, opposite, wall. The unicorn never saw the blow land but she felt the ache in her chest. "Now, that is a compressed lung. If you shout it will pop the broken rib right through the other one. You will drown before you can gurgle." Muffins lay down in front of the unicorn. "But if you keep nice and quiet, little, teensy whispers, well, you will be fine in about a month." She pulled the gag out of the unicorn's mouth with a wingtip.

Aching with pain, Served looked up at the mad pegasus. Was she lying? How would she tell? Served started to take a deep breath and tasted blood. She quickly nodded, fear gripping her tight. "Please, I didn't start this, it was all Gilded."

Muffins pressed a hoof down to the mare's snout. "Shhh, much as I might love seeing you drown there, I really want to know what you know. So a little less lung work when you plead."

Served gulped some of the blood down. "I… the princess is in my house. I… she has a thing on her horn, you can't get it off without magic." The look on the pegasus, so blank and relaxed, scared Served more than anything Gilded Lilly had said. Which is why she was spilling all she knew. "I… I haven't given her any commands today, except to keep my house clean. Please, if you tell her things she will do them without question, it is the parasprite on her horn."

Muffins was looking away through half the words and when she looked back she could see fear on Served's face. "Oh I was listening, are all the ponies here mares? One just came in."

Served nodded, then stopped and held still when her chest got sore again. "We keep all the stallions trapped with the parasprites. They won't work on you, since you don't have a horn but…"

"But?" Muffins' eyes circled around and came in to focus right on the mare before her.

"But Gilded has an amulet, it is cursed. It will make a pony into a unicorn if it is put on them, it is permanent if it is on for more than a week." Served looked up, her eyes pleading.

"You know what, I think I should tell you something." Muffins leaned in and booped the mare on the nose. "All I did was break a rib, your lungs are fine." In the moment it took for the unicorn to realize what she meant and open her mouth to yell, Muffins struck her again and sent her back to sleep.

Author's Note

You know that comment, where I said I would be doing about one chapter a day of this? Nah, I lied

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