Elizabeth took a deep breath. "Okay, so this is odd, and much as I like you Princess, I am not… well…" A blush crept into the woman's cheek. "This is a secret, right?" Twilight nodded, her head at the water level, blowing a few bubbles from her nose and hoping the water would hide her own blush. "Well that is easy. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!"

Sitting upright, showing herself to still be mostly 'excited', Twilight blinked as the human mashed their eye-socket with their closed fist. "You know the Pinkie Promise?" The human nodded and was quickly wrapped in wings and Twilight's forehooves. "Oh thank you! I could get in so much trouble for showing you this!" Both mare and human froze, there was something between them. Something long, thick, and warm. "Ohmygosh! I'msorry!"

It was a shock to Liz to feel that thick pony shaft pressed against her, but also a touch exciting. Her eyes went wide as the last thought filtered through her head. "Let's just get clean!"

Twilight nodded mutely, huddling at one end of the huge, spa-like tub. A whole new swarm of embarrassing thoughts came to her. She liked rubbing herself against things. She liked hugging Liz. Her motor running again, the male side of Twilight's mind added that she would surely like being inside her, too. "You… you can't read minds, can you?" It was a precaution, but Twilight wanted to be sure.

"No, no I can't." Liz started grinning, wondering what thought sparked Twilight's interest in that. Just as she wanted to study the alicorn's face to try and work it out, the princess turned in the tub so she could spread her wings easier. Given a close-hand look at the Princess of Friendship's plot, Liz was mesmerized. A little part of her, a very vocal minority, had suddenly announced to the rest of her brain that princess pony plots were quite sexy, she thanked everything holy that she didn't 'show' like Twilight had.

"You want help with your tail?" Twilight was done with her wings, turning and seeing Liz with a distracted look on her face.

"What? My tail? Oh, my tail!" Elizabeth had barely managed to shut up that vocal part of herself before it had made a complete fool of her. "I guess, is there anything special I have to do with it?"

With permission given, Twilight used her magic to lift and turn the woman around. "Lift it up a bit for me." Neither picked up on the implication of the request, and so Elizabeth lifted her rear up into the air, her tail hiking up too. Then she froze as Twilight began to work shampoo through her tail; it all rushed in on her at once how she was 'presenting'.

Twilight was oblivious to the girl's revelation, working some oils into the hair too. "Your tail is a little dry, you should probably use more of this oil until it is all nice and healthy again." The green hair of Liz's tail drooped a lot, but that was expected with it all wet. "Okay, sit down and let me do your mane."

It was almost like Elizabeth needed the permission and she dropped her rump down quickly into the water. "Uh, we don't call them manes…"

"Why not?" Twilight began to run her magic through the green hair on the woman's head. "Oh, I should probably point out, your mane is green now, I liked it red, but I guess it needs to match." Liz didn't faint this time, she just hunched her shoulders. "I guess you really are turning into a pony." Twilight watched the woman's ears tuck back, just like a pony's would.

"Is that what the test proved?" Elizabeth felt the tension fade, bit by bit, replaced by a kind of acceptance that bordered on resignation. "Wait, that was what you were testing for, right?"

"Well…"

"Right?" Liz tried to turn her head, but her hair was in the grip of Twilight's magic as it teased the shampoo through it.

"You don't get it, I can't test THEM, they are over there, and all my test gear is HERE!" Twilight started really working the suds though the mane, noticing it growing as she worked, growing, and changing. The follicles no longer came from all over the woman's head, instead concentrating into a tighter strip down the middle, extending down to her neck and almost to her shoulders. "This is fascinating…"

"Do you think you can stop it?" Elizabeth really wanted to see what the former Element of Magic was so interested in, but then a thought came to her. "Wait, so if alicorns are… well, both genders, then Cadance-"

Twilight gave her mane a slight tug. "Is really lucky my brother likes stallions as much as mares. I… I never felt like this for a mare before, it makes me feel kinda… odd." Twi adjusted how she was using her magic, channeling water up to wash the woman's green mane clean of shampoo. "All done!"

"So can you stop it?" She had steered the subject away from the question before, but Liz wouldn't be distracted this time.

"No, I don't think I can. I examined you, as part of the… testing. If there is magic doing this to you, it is working at a level I cannot detect." Twilight stood up and climbed from the bath, dripping water onto the floor. It was liberating for her, to be able to just relax and not use a spell to conceal herself from everypony.

Elizabeth blushed, she saw that Twilight had at least relaxed, but if anything that left the alicorn more on display. "I'll go back to my room and sleep…" She couldn't stop looking, it just… stuck out, on a mare that is.

"You could sleep here?" Was what Twilight wanted to say, it was on the tip of her tongue. Slipping into a cool bed, bodies tend to migrate close for warmth. Touching, rubbing… "Bye!" Twilight's wings were flared up high and her magic reached to open her door. What was worse, she could feel herself getting hard again, when that was why she had to take the bath in the first place!

Liz slipped from the room, grabbing some towels for modesty, rushing out only to realize she had no idea where 'her' room was from here.

The demoness looked at the score marks on the concrete. She had gotten a full three inches with the bones of those creatures. "I can't feel completely betrayed," she held up a hand, forcing her dark energy into her fingers, "I didn't really send her to where she wanted to go. I am sure we will both enjoy ourselves in the end, however." With that she dug her magic claws into the concrete, barely scratching it, but it was at least scratching it.

While she dug and scraped at the stone, she ran numbers in her head, calculating how long it would take to get free, consoling herself with the thought that Elizabeth would never be free of the place she had been sent.

Elizabeth woke, stretching out. Her hands encountered something hard in the bed and her eyes immediately snapped open. She was staring into the green crest of a particular dragon. "Wrong bed… wrong bed…" She tried to carefully untangle herself from Spike, but the adorable little dragon was snuggled up against her.

"Mmm, Twilight?" Spike started to rouse as what he thought was a pony pressed against him suddenly felt too soft. His eyes opened and he tilted his head. "Oh, hi Elizabeth, had trouble finding your room?"

Mortified, Liz nodded slowly. "I… I thought this was it, it…" She trailed off as the dragon seemed to snuggle closer. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping in. I have an excuse and everything, 'just looking after the human, Twilight.'" The dragon grinned as he closed his eyes, sinking his snout down into the woman's cleavage. Of course he heard her heart beat speed up, but didn't think any further of it.

"Oh buck it." Liz lay back down. Clearly Spike didn't see this as anything wrong, and really it wasn't, except in her head. She closed her eyes and despite the situation, managed to drift off to blissful sleep again.

Only to be woken by the sound of doors opening and closing, getting closer. "Spike? Spike where are you?" Twilight's voice was audible from the next room. Both Liz and Spike sat bolt upright and looked at each other.

"Okay, I got this." Liz found herself more relaxed, despite her nudity. Flicking her tail and giving her mane a toss, she strode over to the door and flung it open. "Twilight! What are you doing here?"

Spike blinked at the human departing his room. He had to confess, it was fun to snuggle up to the woman, she was a lot warmer than a pony was.

"Elizabeth? I was looking for Spike." Twilight blushed, realizing the human was disrobed still. "Uh, do you want to put on some clothes?"

"Sure, I heard Spike say he was HEADING DOWNSTAIRS!" Elizabeth grinned at her ruse. "Do you happen to know where my room is? I couldn't find it last night and just picked an empty one at random."

"Uh… sure!" Twilight's wings fluttered on her back and she turned. "It should be just down this way." Once more Elizabeth had her eyes drifting to the alicorn's rump, although there was something about it that she couldn't put her finger on. She didn't realize she had stopped until Twilight cleared her throat. "I have the spell up, there is nothing to see." Twilight wasn't sure why, but having Elizabeth staring at her plot made her feel… good. She wished she could dare to let the spell down.

"Y-Yeah! I assumed that. You are… pretty…" As the words left Liz's mouth, both pony and human blushed.

"Thanks…" Twilight had no idea what to say, but part of her was feeling very happy indeed at the compliment. "Your room is that one." Twilight gestured with a hoof, her wings feeling like they would flick up and never come down if she tried to move them.

Stumbling forward, Elizabeth saw Twilight step one back leg a little wider and she felt a tingle inside, suspecting that it was her fault the Princess was once again uncomfortable.

As the door closed on the human, Twilight took two waddling steps before she got her gait back. "Buck but she has me in a spin…"

"It's not normal, I shouldn't feel comfortable like this." Elizabeth stared at herself in the mirror, adorned as it was with cute hearts at the corners. "Too exposed, I am too exposed." She saw her clothes, neatly washed and folded, along with two sun dresses and a note folded on top of them. Picking up the note, Elizabeth couldn't help but smile.

Darling, I absolutely couldn't let you feel so embarrassed and wear the same things. These are only a guess, but should fit you just fine. Feel free to drop by my boutique and we can see about some more lovely things for you. I simply cannot imagine how it must be to need clothes all the time. Rarity.

The thing was written, of course, with ink and a quill, and it showed in each sweep of the letters. Elizabeth hugged the letter to her chest. "Thank you, Rarity. I always knew you were best-pony." Setting the note down, she picked up the first dress. To say she had never worn anything this beautiful before would be a lie, but this was right up there with some of the more expensive things she had worn on Earth.

She grabbed up her underwear and pulled them up, only to have the panties tear through the side as she got them over her thigh. "What the… wait, am I…" She sat down on the bed, her brain ever mindful of her tail now. She ran fingers over her thigh. "Thicker… but… not like a human's would grow thicker." It was true, rather than solid, the muscles tended to elongate her thighs. "Like a pony… Well that has ruined those, I better keep them, to get Rarity to make some new ones." Until then, of course, she would be wearing just the dresses. The thing that worried her was that not one part of her found fault with it, which was what she really found fault with.

Stepping into the dress, Elizabeth pulled it up herself. The chest-area was a little tight, but then that was hardly Rarity's fault, she had never seen a human before. Reaching behind her back, she struggled but eventually started to work at the buttons. Looking in the mirror as she worked, she stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth to help get the tricky fasteners done up.

It was when she was on the third, about halfway, that she felt… lumps. "What the hay?" She turned in the mirror, fearing what she would see. Looking back over her shoulder, using one arm to pull her mane aside, a mane she briefly admired, she saw the bumps. Running her fingers carefully around them, she felt new muscles, growing and twitching as they bound to new parts of her. "Buck me… oh buck me!"

Author's Note

Oh buck her indeed! *nudge nudge, wink wink*

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