Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapters

There's a Guy that Knows a Guy
The Water Temple
The Bad Touch, or Becoming a Man
Thrift Shop
Ballroom Notoriety
More than Words
An Academic's Wet Dream
Wants, Needs, and Desires
A Botched Spell on two Ends

There's a Guy that Knows a Guy

Chapter 2: There’s a guy that knows a guy

There was several things that Ian was. He was intelligent, on the road to being a technomage, and not a creep. Yet he couldn’t help but listen to the sounds coming from the other side of the door. He wasn’t sure what was going on, but he recognized the sounds of someone getting their rocks off.

“Mmmm! Ugh! Uh huh!” the muffled voice of his visitor said from behind the closed bathroom door.

“Ian?”

He looked at Max and motioned for him to come over. His long time friend did, and he could hear the sounds of a girl getting off in Ian’s bathroom. He looked at his friend and shook his head.

“Seriously?”

Ian looked back at him, and then leaned against the door. She wasn’t moaning anymore, so he had to figure that she was finished. He got up, turned around, and began to walk away from the door when it opened. She stepped out. Sunset looked at Max who was walking back down the hall, and then she turned toward Ian. Since she came to her Earth she had learned how to read people. It wasn’t that different from reading a Pony, but there were a few things that differed between the two species.

Reading a pony who felt guilty was usually pretty easy. With a very few exceptions most weren’t sure how to hide it, but people were more difficult. Normally it meant finding a tale, realizing the small things they did when they felt guilty and ashamed. Ian might have well been a pony. There wasn’t a tale because his entire body and posture was one. She wasn’t going to fault him for what he was obviously doing. Oh, she should fault him, but to be honest she had been where he was.

It was before she decided to bolt on Celestia and attempt to rise to power herself. One of Celestia’s guards was rather handsome, and she followed him, at a safe distance, toward where he went to relieve a little tension. She heard every grunt, groan, and finally the satisfied moan that came with finally getting off. She felt ashamed afterward, but those few moments were the most exciting that she had ever experienced in her young life.

Thinking about that guard, thinking about being where Ian was, thinking about the fact that both Ian and Max smelled so male, and considering the fact that something was making her feel like she was entering her estrus. It wasn’t like it had become on her Earth. No, this felt like it did back on Equestria. She desperately needed to be bent over and rutted long and hard. She shuddered as she thought of both of them taking her. There wasn't any shame in the thought. At least not at the moment. Instead she simply considered that one would be under her, his pride pressing into her very under used pussy.

When she crossed the mirror portal she was focused on trying to gain power, and when she was trying to redeem herself that was exactly what she was trying to do. The simple truth was that she found one excuse or another to keep from getting intimate with anyone in that world. Celestia knows that she had chances. Flash was too nice of a guy, but there were other guys who would have stepped up and gave her a night to remember if she really wanted one.

But here, she was dripping wet, envisioning Ian entering her pussy, Max pussing into her ass, her leaning forward, letting them wreck her, use her, treat her like a toy, an object. She pulled her thoughts back. So far they were nice, but she needed to find a way home. She wanted to get back to her small place, she wanted to hang out with her friends again, and as she looked at Ian she wanted his cock inside of her.

.She forced those thoughts back down. There was magic here, and if there was magic, then it stood to reason that it would be possible to use it to temper the effects. She almost cast a spell to help her deal with what felt like her estrus, but she found herself not going through with it. The main reason was because she understood that while there was magic here it didn’t mean that it would react to her magic exceptionally well. Her experiment had proven that. So, that meant dealing with it by burying herself in work.

“Ian, do you happen to know a guy that knows a guy?”

He turned toward her, “Huh?”

She grinned, “You know, someone that’s a little shady and maybe makes fake IDs, can produce a fake birth certificate, maybe even a social security card?”

He nodded, although he still looked guilty and ashamed, “Yeah, Killjoy15. That’s not his real name, but it’s his handle. I know that he’s the connection on campus for anything like that.”

He looked at her, and then he nodded.

“Got it. We need to get you some identification.”

She nodded, “And most likely I’ll need to enroll as well.”

A smile crossed his face, “That’s not a bad idea,” his smile widened, “I think that you might enjoy some of the classes.”

One of the first things that Sunset did was find some other clothes to wear. Her choices were limited to what Ian and Max had, but at least they were clean. The moment she was out of the suit of clothes she awoke in she felt a bit better. The need, the desire, to mate was still pounding inside of her, but she knew that it was a matter of willpower. She could work through it. She could deal with it until she found a way back. She looked a mirror she uncovered in Ian’s room, and she looked at herself. The shirt was some kind of gaming tee. Something called Space Invaders, and the jeans were just that. They were an old pair of jeans. She had chosen a clean pair of boxers, ignoring the fact that they obviously had been worn before, and she had tried on one of the bras that Ian and Max had wore on their heads.

The bra was a little snug, but until she could get something else it would have to do. She opened the door, and looked to see both Max and Ian on the computer. She neared the two of them and she heard Max cursing under his breath.

“Ian, are you sure about this? I mean with what he’s asking we could do most of it ourselves.”

Ian looked at Max and shook his head, “Sure, we could fake the student ID, and I’m sure we could fake the state one, but I’m not a skilled hacker. There’s no way that I can give those IDs any real weight behind them. They’d be cosmetic, and eventually someone would ask some questions. Killjoy15 has done this several times already.”

Max nodded, “Okay, I just hope that you realize that it means you’re basically condemning us to Ramen and Taco Bell sauce.”

She neared them, “If it’s going to be too much trouble…”

Ian shook his head, “It’s not, and Max knows it. In fact by the time we get over to where he is Killjoy15 should have everything done.”

She looked at him and nodded, “Okay, but I want to help pay you back for this.”

Walking out of the dorm Ian began to notice the things that had happened when they cast the spell that brought Sunset over. Several of the trees had become crystalized, it was currently a blizzard over the cafeteria, several cars had been transformed into stagecoaches with their horses standing around in front of them. Of course as they walked the weirdness only grew. There was an entire section of the North Dorms that had been turned to glass, two of the gargoyles on the bell tower of the main hall had come to life and where circling above the building itself. It wasn’t until they reached Raven Hall that everything looked somewhat normal, but then again the building, the gate outside of it, and practically every door into the building had runes burned into it.

The answer is that some of the enchanters that lived in the door had been practicing their wards, and apparently those very practice wards had managed to keep the weirdness from the botched spell from seeping into the dorm itself. Ian led the way to the dorm, knocked, and waited as the door opened. Once it did they walked inside to see the hallway lit by gas lanterns. As they followed Ian they moved toward the stairwell, up to the second floor, and then they stopped in front of dorm B-15. Ian knocked again and a moment later the door opened. What greeted them almost looked undead. The pale skin and stringy hair looked like it belonged on a horror movie monster, but the voice sounded human enough.

“Get in, shut up, and I’ll get to work.”

They walked inside and watched as their dark haired host walked toward a computer set up that looked like it was composed of at least three tuitions worth of components. Their host looked at them, sighed, and moved her hair out of her eyes to reveal a pair of nearly black eyes looking back at them.

“Don’t say it. I get it all of the time. Wow, you look like a ghost or something… Yeah, like I’ve never heard that said before.”

Ian watched her, “Half and half huh?”

She nodded, “Yeah, which is why I do most of this stuff over the web,” she pointed to Sunset, “get in front of the camera, smile, and hold it.”

There was a click, a flash, and a moment later there was a furious amount of clicking from the computer. After about six minutes she walked over with two IDs, some paperwork, and what looked like a small folder filled with all kinds of stuff. The girl sniffed as she handed the items to Ian.

“Her name is the same, Sunset, although I changed her last name. Sorry, but Shimmer sounded a little too cartoonish, so I went with Huges. She was born in Mustang Oklahoma, she attended Mustang High School, got a scholarship for academics and gymnastics, had a three point nine grade average, and she’s just a late starter. Since she’s in the system, get her to an adviser and they’ll get her classes arranged. Now, finish submitting my payment to my Paypal and we’ll be done.”

Ian nodded, grabbed his phone, and quickly punched in a few things until there was faint beep from her computer. She looked at him, and then at the rest of them, “Good, now get out. I’ve got more work to do.”

Leaving the three of them heard someone walking down the hall. They turned to see a another girl, this one rolled her eyes as she walked by.

“Wow, I’m surprised that Erma had a few visitors. Guess that the freak is a little more popular than I had originally thought.”

Sunset watched her, and then she turned around and walked back to the dorm room they just came out of. She knocked on it again, waiting for a few moments, and then continued knocking until the door opened. Erma stood there. Her stringy black hair covering her face, her head slumped forward, it was a sign of defeat, of complete and total acceptance to how bad things were, and it was something she had seen at Canterlot High. It was something she had seen when she trying to take over.

“Want to hang out with us?”

Erma’s head raised slightly, “Why?”

Sunset smiled, “I thought that maybe you might want to make some friends. I wouldn’t mind to be your friend, if you want.”

The girl stood there, uncertain for a moment, and then she turned around. Sunset watched as she walked, although it almost looked like she was floating, toward her closet, got out a pair a jeans, a tee shirt, and she somehow closed the door from where she was. A moment later the door opened and Erma walked out. She still looked nervous, but she was dressed in what looked like an old horror movie tee shirt, a pair of semi tight fitting jeans, and a pair of black sneakers.

“Where do you guys want to go?”

Ian and Max looked at each other, “Usually we go play some Dungeons and Dragons at the Library. Not sure if that’d be something you would want to do…”

Erma looked up, her glossy black eye looked straight into Max’s own eyes, “Sure, Do you mind if I play with a character I’ve already made?”

He grinned, “Sure, that’s fine.”

As they walked Sunset felt the stirrings of her estrus lessen. It was almost as if making a friend, going out of her way to help someone had counteracted it. She remembered something Princess Twilight had said about how Friendship had a magic of its own, and maybe that magic was actually a constant in this world as well. If it was then she had hope that she could find her way home. As she followed her new found friends her eyes drifted to Erma. She was thin, not really athletic, but she looked pretty enough. She quickly stopped that line of thought. She was just starting to get her estrust to be tolerable, and the last thing she wanted was to get it going again as she thought about what Erma would be like as she screamed out all of their names.

Author's Note

(AN: Well, it's been a while, but I finally updated! Plan to do so a little more often.)

The Water Temple

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 3: The Water Temple

The only light visible is the flickering flame of a single torch. It’s light is barely able to give six feet worth of view around, but that’s enough to see the rough cut stone work of goblins. The closest wall is thick with moss, the thick oder chokes those unfortunate enough to be close to it. In the distance darkness the sound of tapping and scraping can be heard. Moving forward Nightingale, a member of the local thieves’ guild feels a stone slightly taller than the others. Rough cut or not Goblins often keep their floors similar level in order to make moving through their tunnels easier.

She felt that what she found was a trap, most likely a crude one, giving the age of the tunnel, but a trap nonetheless.

Sunset looked up at Max who was grinning like Pinkie Pie after finding out that she was going to get to give a massive party. She shook her head, right now she was playing a game, with friends, and she was going to figure out a way home while she attended this school That said, from what she understood, this game wasn’t that different from Ogres and Oubliettes. Which made playing it a little easier. Still, her character Nightingale had to be reworked a little to make her fit into this game. She looked toward Ian and Erma who was watching what she was going to do.

“Nightingale attempts to disarm the trap,” Sunset said as she looked at Max.

Max smiled, “The trap is old, just like this dungeon, and because of that you need an extra soft touch while disarming. You need to roll a twelve or higher.”

Sunset picked up the twenty sided die and used the die roller Ian had on him. She watched as it rolled down the miniature steps in the false castle tower and then it rolled out onto the table. Once it came to a stop she looked at the eight that faced up toward her.

“Oh, bad luck. As Nightingale goes to disarm the trap it accidently springs, causing the sounds of an echoing click sounds through the hall. You can hear scraping sounds from the ceiling, and you begin to feel something falling on your head.”

Ian shook his head, “We search for exits.”

“Searching nearby you find that two old rusted iron gates have came down from the ceiling. Those gates, while old, seem fairly solid. The sound of scraping increases, and now you see can see something glinting from above.”

Erma looked at both Ian and Sunset. She then smiled and looked at Max, “I choose to use my freezing spell on ceiling that’s trying to come down and crush us.”

Max smiled, “Okay, if you roll an eight or higher the ceiling will freeze in place.”

Erma looked at the die, lifted it up to the same die roller, and she watched as it tumbled down the steps. Once it landed she smiled at Max.

“You rolled a twelve, excellent the ice spell is more than enough to stop the trap from coming any further. However, you are still trapped by the gates.”

Sunset thought for a moment, “I want to check to see if there is a locking mechanism that I can pick to release the gates.”

Max nodded, “Okay, the gates are ancient, like the trap itself, but you do find a smaller door and lock on the gate going further into the tunnel. The design of this lock is simple, by your standards, and you should be able to pick it easily… if you roll a four or higher.”

She looked at the die, lifted it, and let it roll again until it hit the able. Once it stopped she looked at the six facing up. A sigh of relief washed over her.

Nightingale moves out of the would be death trap with her fellow adventurers. The light of the torch seems to be getting dimmer as they walk, and finally it is barely lighting two foot in front of them. However, Cerie - the Equitra Mage, spotted something glinting on the floor. As they neared the spot the sight of a skeleton greets them. It’s chest had been crushed by a large bolder that had fell from some great height, but beside it was a functioning lantern. Lifting it up Cerie used the torch to light it, and its warm glow restored the ability to see back to six feet in every direction that wasn’t cut off from its view. The group moved until they came toward the main chamber of this old Goblin Lair.

The information they had gotten from the old man that had hired them indicated that there was some monster living in here that was stealing cattle, children, and had began to break into houses near the old lair. As they looked around a raspy laughter began to fill the room. The sound was coming from above them, but at the same time it seemed to be coming from both in front and behind them. The three of them turned their backs to one another, stood together, and watched. For a moment there was nothing, and then a moment later a single tap could be heard. Soon it was joined by several more, and finally the tapping ended. There before them was an odd creature.

Her lower half was a spider, her upper half human. She neared the trio, never once seeming afraid, and she stood just inside of the light of the lantern. She held what looked like white threads in her hands, weaving them into a tight pattern that almost resembled a fishing net, and she giggled as she did so.

“Me oh my, what have I here? It would appear that some little flies have dared to enter my web.”

Murdoc, the Ranger that traveled with Cerie and Nightingale, notched an arrow. The arrow glistened in the dim light. Those that came from the eastern forest knew of the hanging trees. Those trees held a powerful necromagic of their own. Being surrounded by so much death, being the very instrument of that same death, had caused the trees to absorb the death into themselves. Any arrow made from those trees would never miss its mark. It would always go to the one place where death was assured, but the arrow was still bound by the laws that governed all arrows.

As Murdoc began to release the arrow the white material the Drider had been working with was suddenly flung toward him. It latched to his hands, bow, and arrow stopping the would be weapon from being fired. Around the mostly empty main chamber various torches began to ignite. After a few moments the light from those torches showed a room covered in webs. The bones of cattle, humans, and goblins lined the webs.

Sunset looked at Erma and Ian. Nightingale was practically useless with the exception of possibly using a distraction to steal from the Drider, and she knew that Cerie had little to no real chance of hitting it with any spell that would do enough damage to kill it. Their one chance had been Murdoc’s arrow, and since he had been taken out of play it was up to them.

“Nightingale looks for any unsprung traps in the area.”

Max’s eyes widened, “She finds one. It’s almost cleverly hidden under the skeleton of a goblin. From the position of the goblin it’s apparent the goblin was attempting to throw the trap as well. Since Chica, the Drider, is watching both of you carefully you’ll have to roll a seventeen or higher to be able to access the trap.”

She rolled the die, only to watch it land on a sixteen. From there Nightingale went from competent thief to a barely dressed prisoner of the Drider. Max looked at Sunset, smiled, and then shook his head.

“As both of your companions lay motionless it becomes apparent that Rachenna has become smitten with you. She offers you a choice, to stay as her betrothed, or to stay as her prisoner and toy.”

Sunset shook her head, a small laugh escaped her, and before long the others joined in laughing. The four of them gathered up the maps, pieces, and dice together. As they began to head out the all too familiar feeling of desire began to make itself known to Sunset again. She had felt the tingling beginning with the mention of becoming the Drider’s toy or Betrothed. Now as she walked alongside of both Ian and Max it felt like a miniature furnace was erupting inside of her, and she felt that before long she was going to start to be almost desperate for a good rutting.

Need was clouding her mind, want and desire was pushing their way into her focus, and it was almost everything she could do to keep from tearing off her clothes, ripping off Ian’s and simply taking him right where he stood. It this had been Equestria, and it was during the mass estrus that happened on Hearts and Hooves day then that could very well have been what would happen. But it wasn’t, and she knew that she needed to control herself. She felt cool hand, almost cold, touching her. She turned to see Erma looking into her eyes, and she could almost feel her looking past her eyes right into her very soul.

Erma nodded, a sort of soft understanding, and she moved closer to Max and Ian. She reached out, gently touching Max, which caused him to shiver slight, and he turned to look at her.

“Everything okay?”

She smiled, “I’m fine, but Sunset has something bothering her. It might be an idea to let her and Ian be alone for a while.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Why?”

She sighed and closed her eyes. Ian and Max both were talented academics, Ian himself was well on the way to becoming a technomage, and Max had talent, although it seemed that his talent was more along the lines of being able to pick up every discipline but not really specialize in it. She knew all of this because of what she was. Her mother’s side allowed her the ability to see into the soul of another. She was able to tell nearly everything about a person by looking into their eyes.

The problem was that neither Ian or Max had this ability. They couldn’t see that Sunset had a geas bound to her. It seemed to be a mixture of three different types of magic, and at the moment she was fighting with pure will power. Erma applauded her resolve. She could see her will when she looked into her eyes. It was almost like seeing a powerful wall standing against a horde, but eventually even the most powerful wall could, and would, crumble. It was already starting inside of Sunset, and she noticed that it almost seemed like something had put a temporary fix in place. Almost as if one of the magics that made up the geas had grown stronger than the other magics for a short time.

While normally Erma would want to find a way of removing the geas her soul gazing had allowed her to see what Ian had done. The geas was tying Sunset to this world, to her body, and right now it was the only thing that was potentially keeping her alive. Destroying it would mean destroying Sunset, and Erma found herself not even wanting to consider that. She had friends growing up, but most of the time it was a struggle to really make friends. Sunset had offered her friendship freely.

She had brought Max and Ian into that friendship as well, and now Erma didn’t feel so lonely anymore. So, she wanted Sunset to be safe, and besides if she was reading the geas correctly it would only compel her to uncontrollable levels if she acted on them with someone who didn’t care for her, or if her will failed all together. With that thought she opened her eyes and looked back into Max’s eyes.

“Trust me, they need a little time alone. It’s the best for the both of them,” she smiled, “Besides, I’d like a hot chocolate, how about you?”

Max smiled, “Ummm, sure?” he looked at Ian, “You okay?”

Ian nodded, “Sure, go ahead. See you back at the house in a while.”

Ian looked at Sunset and he could see that something was distracting her. Whatever it was he knew that Erma had enough of an idea to want to give them a chance to be alone. He had to figure that meant that she believed that he could help Sunset with whatever it was that was bothering her. He watched as Sunset looked out in the distance. It was something he did as well when he was trying to focus on something. As he watched her he began to understand a little more of what he was seeing. She was dealing with something that was indeed keeping her preoccupied. Her mind was so focused on it that it was almost like she wasn’t here.

“Sunset, everything okay?”

She looked at him, and he saw the same practiced smile he tried to pass off as genuine. That was enough to convince him that something was bothering her, and he couldn’t just leave it at that. So instead he walked with her toward the very place she had woken up at. The moment they walked into his house he felt a weight simply lift off of his back. It was something his mother had enchanted on their home. The enchantment actually took the weight of the problems from outside and left that weight out in the world to sort itself out. Although he could see Sunset still dealing with whatever it was that had been bothering her. He touched her hand.

“Hey, if something’s bothering you it might be better to get it out in the open instead of leaving it all inside.”

She looked at him, and finally she couldn’t stand it. She leaned toward him, taking in his scent, but to her surprise it wasn’t her that kissed first. He did. He kissed her, and as clumsy as it was it felt right. He took his glasses off, out them on a small table, and then he pulled her into a hug. She felt his lips on her neck, the need was there, but it felt different. It didn’t feel so demanding, instead it felt right, it felt like this was supposed to happen. She stepped back, grabbed the shirt she had borrowed from him, pulled it up, and then she unhooked the bra from their ceremony. It fell to reveal two perfect orbs. Before long she was completely nude, and she moved toward him with a seductive walk she didn’t know she had.

She watched as he disrobed, but her hand stopped him. She wanted to do this. She needed to do this. She unbuttoned his jeans, lowering them down to his shoes, his boxers followed, and there was the prize she was after. Her lips touched the tip, taking in the taste, and she found that she liked it. She flicked her tongue across tip of his shaft, and then she found herself taking him into her wanting mouth.

Ian almost felt as if he was going pass out the moment she began to swallow his cock. He felt his hands moving to the back of her head, uncertain of why but not caring about it, and before long he felt her take him fully into her mouth. His knees felt weak, and soon he was on the steps, watching her head bob up and down, taking him completely in each movement. She wasn’t just sucking his cock. No, she was practically fucking him with her mouth.

“Oh damn… Oh shit… Don’t stop, please don’t stop..” he found the words leaving his mouth, and before long he felt himself tensing, “Sunset.. I… I’m going to…”

She didn’t stop, but instead she attacked his cock even harder. With that fantastic feeling himself release inside of mouth. She pulled back, a little of his essence had dribbled down on her chin, but instead of spitting it out she swallowed. He looked at her, seeing how relaxed she looked, or at least she seemed more relaxed. She leaned back, her legs spreading open as she did, and he took the hint.

Sunset moaned as she felt him enter her with his fingers and his tongue flicked against her clit. The feeling was almost like an electric jolt, and she couldn’t help as her hands found his head and pulled him closer. What he lacked in skill he more than made up with in ethusium, and she couldn’t fault him in the slightest. Her moans echoed through the house as she felt her orgasm hit.

Unknown to the both of them an older four wheel drive truck was pulling up to the garage. It pulled inside, and from the inside of it an older man stepped out. He held what looked like a rope with three ducks tied to it. His orange hunting jacket was stained with beer, his jeans had patches of grass and dirt stains, and his plaid shirt looked as if it had been worn a day too long. He ran his hand through his cropped black hair, and his blue eyes focused on the door connecting to the house.

He heard a girl moaning, and that couldn’t be right. After all his younger brother, or shitbrick as he called him, couldn’t get laid with a thousand dollars in a whore convention. He walked toward the door determined to catch his younger brother spanking it to porn, and of course have some choice blackmailing material for later on.

Author's Note

(AN: What's this? Another update?! Yeah, I felt that I should go ahead and get this out there. Hope all of you enjoy.)

The Bad Touch, or Becoming a Man

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 4: The Bad Touch, or Becoming a Man

The stairs had been traded for Ian’s bed, and currently Sunset felt more than amazing. What they had done ended up relieving the symptoms of what felt like an exceptionally bad estrus, and now she lay in contented bliss as Ian lay behind her. In the end his returning the favor had been exactly what was needed to finish relaxing her. Their move to his bedroom had prompted the two of them not to continue their exploits, but rather to settle in together. A small part of her wondered if this was why she hadn’t really attempted to become intimate with anyone back on her Earth.

She was a firm believer in destiny, although she tempered that belief with the fact that destiny could also be altered by free will and actions everypony, or everyone, took. Maybe it was her destiny to come here, to find Ian, but if that was true then what would it mean when she returned home? She was so caught up in thought that she didn’t hear the door open, and she didn’t register the heavy footsteps until something violently lifted Ian from the bed. She turned to see a hulking man, easily as big as Bulk Biceps, holding Ian up by the neck. A sadistic grin on his face as he held the sputtering and gasping Ian in the air.

“Imagine my surprise when I come home to visit, to check in on my little bro, and I expect to find him watching porn and jacking off like the little bitch I know he is, and instead he’s managed to snag what looks like some high quality ass,” the larger man laughed, “I mean what did you do? Mix up something to make her think that you’re not such a little bitch, huh shitbrick?”

Sunset didn’t consider what was going on. She didn’t stop to think, instead she reached for Ian’s older brother, and suddenly something she had previously only been able to do with her geode. Ian’s brother’s mind suddenly opened to her, and she could see his own fears and insecurities. She understood that in a world of magic and technology he had almost nothing. She watched years presented as flashing moments, watching his brother develop magical powers. She could see his frustrations as the most he could do was become stronger. She could see through his eyes as his mother loved and cared for him, but doted on Ian. He grew jealous, angry, bitter, and then when Ian was given a full scholarship he practically flew off of the handle.

He went out and tried to escape his pain, his jealousy, and what he ended up doing was getting drunk, going home with one of his mother’s best friends. It had been consensual, or at least he believed it had been, but afterward he felt so slimy. He tried to bury the memory, but everytime he saw Mrs. Morrow with his mother he felt guilt crawl up inside of him. It didn’t help that Mrs Morrow said that her husband and herself had finally conceived a child, and he knew had helped. She released his arm and he dropped Ian.

“What the fuck did you just do?!” he roared.

“She doesn’t know, does she?”

He stopped in his tracks, “Know what, slut?”

She winched at his words, but it didn’t stop her, “She doesn’t know about Mrs Morrow, what happened, and what you’re certain of.”

He stepped back, his eyes wide as he looked at her, “A fuckin’ reader!” he shook his head, “Stay out of my head! My thoughts are my thoughts!”

She crossed her arms over her breasts, “I will, but you treat Owen with the respect he deserves, and you learn to knock, or I’ll tell Mr. Morrow, and your mother, about what happened.”

He growled at her, “What makes you think that I care?”

She smiled softly, “Because, you still love your mother, and you felt guilty. I don’t want to ruin your life, but I’m not going to sit back and let you ruin Ian’s.”

He grunted and turned around, “Fine,” he said as he left the room.

Ian groaned as he got up, “That’s Owen, my older brother, guess that you already know that huh?”

She nodded, “I do,” she said as she helped him keep steady.

The two of them crawled back into the bed, and Owen rubbed his neck. He felt Sunset settle in beside him, and he noticed that her skin tone took more of an bronze color. It had been something of a light tan before, but it was more pronounced than before. He could also feel something rolling off of her. It was a sort of power, an energy, that he couldn’t explain, and he could only assume that it was her own natural abilities finally beginning to manifest completely. One thing did bother him though.

It wasn’t that she was with him, or that she was willing to stand up for him, but it was that he needed to be stood up for in the first place. There was a very real part of him that wanted to be able to stand up to Owen. He wanted to be able to make his brother back off, but the only way he had been able to do it up to this point had been by doing Owen’s homework, giving him cash, or giving him something that he wanted. To be put simply Owen knew that he couldn’t stand on his own against him, and it bothered him.

He felt Sunset settle close behind him, “Ian, you don’t have to be physically strong to stand up against your brother.”

He felt Sunset slowly turn until she was facing him. Her smile was genuine, bright, and it made him feel better just seeing it. It was as though a calming feeling just covered him, and part of him wondered if she could be labeled as addictive. She moved her mouth closer to his own, and soon their lips touched. There wasn’t a great urgency, no rising desire that she couldn’t quench with focusing, it was just going with what felt right. And at the moment what felt right was kissing him. Her mouth opened, which caused his to follow suite, and soon their tongues began to dance along each other.

The kissing turned to fondling, the fondling turned to Sunset climbing on top of him. She’d heard of this position back on her Earth, and from what she understood some ponies tried it in Equestria. It was something she never tried, but as she felt his shaft touching her sex she couldn’t help but feel the tingle of electricity that ran down her back. She pushed her hips down, taking him in, easing into fitting him inside of her, and then she felt it. It was something that shouldn’t have been there. The resistance should have been gone, but instead something had returned her virginity.

She pushed the memory of her painful first time away. This wasn’t just experimenting. It was something deeper, more meaningful than her true first time had been, and she quickly thrust her hips down taking all of him into herself. She let out a small yelp of pain, and she felt his arms around her. He had tried to sit up, and in doing so had brought her close to him. She laid there being held, his hands gently running down her back.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded, “I..I’m fine, I just need a second.”

She felt his hands still on her back, he was reassuring her the best he could, and that spoke so much about who he was. He wasn’t trying to rush her, and he wasn’t absently groping her while she was hurting. Instead he was being kind, and she realized that if she had go through with a first time again she was glad it was with him. She moved her hips up, and then slowly she slid them back down his shaft. He let out a soft moan, and she couldn’t help but respond with her own.

Their love making continued for what felt like hours. When the two finally collapsed there was no talking. Instead the both of them once again held each other. As they lay together Sunset’s mind began to deconstruct what had happened between them. They had certainly become intimate, but it was more than that. At some point they had connected on a much deeper level. She wanted to return home, to see her friends, and certainly to help protect her world from everything that could happen, but now she wondered if perhaps it would be possible to keep a portal to this world open as well.

Still, Sunset’s mind began to relax, and within a few minutes both she and Ian fell into a peaceful sleep. They slept for several hours until there was a sound of someone clearing their throat. Sunset opened her eyes to see Erma floating beside their bed. Near her was Max, and both of them seemed to have a smug grin on their face.

“So, everything good now?”

She nodded, “Uh, sure, mind to give us a little privacy?”

Both of them stepped out of the room and Sunset moved which caused Ian’s now deflated cock to slip out of her. She watched as he smiled at her, “Guess that we should probably clean up. The bathroom connects to this one.”

She grinned, “Sounds like a plan, want to join me?”

He got up and followed her into the shower. As they got into the shower together he thought about the fact that he’d never actually dreamed of doing this with a girl before. Part of him wondered if he should be wearing pants, but he quickly dismissed that thought. The truth was that Sunset not only had seen him nude, but she had seen everything about him. He was as exposed and vulnerable as he could be to her, and that didn’t bother him. It didn’t because he believed that she wouldn’t go and abuse it.

There was a deep trust he felt with her, and as they showered he repaid it as best he could. His hands worshiping every inch of her as best as he could. She was a temple, and he was determined to treat her with the reverence she deserved. Their shower was over almost too soon, and before long the two got dressed. Once outside of their room Erma caught Sunset’s attention.

“Max was telling me that you basically only have what you have on you, and since I know that you’re going to need some other clothes if you want a job to help out with a few needs,” she said as she grinned, “So, why don’t we take the boys and go do a little budget shopping. I’m sure there’s a couple of places we can get something decent.”

Max looked at her, “Wait… Does this mean that…”

Erma grinned at him, “What do you think?” she looked back at Sunset, “Besides, it’s kind of the boyfriend’s responsibility to go along and help lug all of the bags.”

With that the small group headed out of the house. They walked toward the campus and Erma pulled out her phone. They watched as she tapped something, and then she indicated for them to wait. After a few minutes a small minivan pulled up. The young man that was in it got out, opened the side, and motioned to them.

“Got to love the Ride App.”

They got in and the man began driving them to where Erma had listed. As he drove he looked back at them, “So, heading toward the thrift shop huh?”

Sunset looked at her, and Erma nodded, “Exactly, we should be a couple of hours, and if we get a ride back would it be with you?”

He nodded, “Sure, I don’t see why not.”

Before long the minivan pulled up next to a large blue and gray building. The four of them got out to see a canvas sign on the building that had the handpainted message of ‘Quality Thrifts! Second hand isn’t always Second best!’

Sunset smiled, “So, let's go shopping,” she looked at Ian who was checking his wallet.

Erma shook her head, “It’s on me. But let's keep it under a hundred dollars, okay?”

Author's Note

(AN: Glad to have another chapter out. Naturally if anyone has any suggestions please let me know.)

Thrift Shop

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 5: Thrift Shop

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket, I’m hunting, looking for a come-up, this is fucking awesome!

The song seemed to be ending as Sunset stepped into the thrift shop with Erma, Max, and Ian. The shop wasn’t that different from the thrift shop she had originally visited back when she came to her Earth. She followed Erma toward the ladies section and instantly she spotted some clothes that seemed a little more familiar. She looked at the shirts, the jeans, and then she found a comfortable looking skirt. Feeling the material it was soft, and she could tell that it would hug her curves. The colors were a little different than she was used to wearing, although it being a soft gray was actually nice in its own right. Holding it she moved on to the jeans she was looking at.

There were several different options, but the ones that she really liked seemed to be well worn. There was already places where the jean material was starting to separate, but still they looked comfortable, and she had learned to patch up clothes when she first got to her Earth. She picked the jeans up, taking time to really look them over, and then she looked toward Erma who was looking at the packaged undergarments. She walked toward her and Erma held up a few packages toward her.

“Trust me, you want these. They might not all be flattering, but at least they’re new.”

Taking a few packages she searched for the ones that were in her size and found that they had a couple that were high cut, basic white, but at least they would work. She also quickly found another bra. The one she was wearing was just a bit too uncomfortable. She found another new bra near it. Both were close to the right size, or she assumed they were, but she did take in that the second one was a sports bra. It was a light orange with gold highlights. The feeling nostalgia washed over her as she looked at it.

It was practically the same color as her old skirt back on her earth, and if for no other reason she wanted it. As the trip progressed Sunset ended up finding more than a few things to wear. Two pairs of jeans, the skirt she had discovered, some new packaged panties, a couple new bras, and of course she found more than a handful of shirts. Her favorite so far was a tank top that was slit down the sides almost making it completely open.

Still it was comfortable, and that was honestly the selling point she wanted. The way it felt when she tried it on made her feel at home. It was almost like she was ready to relax with a movie, some popcorn, or pizza, and just chill out after a long day. The only thing really missing was some shoes, and as she walked around her eyes set on something that made her smile. She walked toward the area with the shoes and found a set of boots. She lifted them, seeing the emblem for the motorcycle company they were made for. The leather felt a little worn, but she couldn’t help but admire how well made they were. She walked over to a seat and slipped off the tennis shoes she had borrowed from Ian. She pulled the boots on to feel a much better fit. Standing up she zipped the boots up on the side and then tightened the belts on them. As she walked in them she realized how much she had missed wearing a good pair of boots. Her eyes finally fell on something that Ian was holding. He walked over to her, showing her the black leather jacket. She slipped it on, feeling the comfortable weight of it.

Shortly after trying it on they took up the clothes Sunset picked up to the counter. The cashier began ringing everything up, and she stopped about half way through.

“Oh, hi Erma.”

Erma gave her a small smile, “Lilly, how are you?”

The bright green haired girl shrugged as she began to ring up the clothes they had brought up to the counter. She seemed mostly reserved except for talking to Erma, and after a few minutes she pressed a button on the older cash register.

“Sixty-eight dollars and fifty cents,” she said, “And we can’t take debit or credit. The internet is down again.”

Erma dug a single bill out of her pocket, “Here.”

Lilly looked at it, nodded, and marked it with a marker before counting out the change, “So, what have you been up to? I haven’t seen you over at Wild Bill’s.”

Erma shrugged her shoulders, “Going to class and making a little money.”

The girl shook her head, “Are you still doing fake ID thing?” she laughed, “You know someday someone is going to turn you in.”

Sunset felt something among the two of them. It wasn’t friendship, but it was a sort of familiarity that she could recognize. She had seen it when she first come her Earth. There had been more than a few students at CHS that could easily had become good friends, but instead they were simply satisfied enough to know each other and keep it like that. It had actually taken Princess Twilight coming to her Earth to help cause those friendships to develop. She began to learn about Friendship through her friends and Princess Twilight. Seeing the way the two of them talked she decided that it would be worth the chance to see a new friendship develop.

“How long have you two known each other?”

Erma looked at her and shrugged her shoulders, “We met a couple of semesters ago.”

Lilly nodded, as she turned her attention to Sunset, “Yeah, Erma’s the one that mentioned that this place was hiring,” she grinned, “Which is nice because they don’t care what I look like, just that I’m polite to the customers and that I make sure that nothing gets stolen.”

“So you two hang out sometimes?”

Lilly shrugged, “I guess. Most of the time Erma’s kind of busy with classes or doing her Fake ID thing,” she brushed her bright, almost neon green, hair out of her eyes, “And I’m either working here, going to class, or hanging out at the Clash.”

Sunset noticed how Erma seemed interested at the last part, “What’s the Clash?”

Lilly grabbed a small slip of paper and wrote an URL on it.

“Here,” she said as she handed it to Sunset, “Just visit their web page. They’re a pretty decent club in the area. Nothing too fancy, but nice enough.”

Erma finished paying, Lilly bagged Sunset’s new clothes up for her, and then the four friends stepped out into the world. As they walked Erma studied Sunset for a moment before tapping Sunset on the shoulder.

“Why were you wanting to know if Lilly and I were friends?”

Sunset gave her smile, “Because from my experience it never hurts to have more friends, and I thought that you might want to reconnect with someone who seemed to be almost a friend anyway.”

The words struck a chord with her. Sunset, Ian, and Max felt like friends to her, but it seemed so obvious that she could have counted Lilly in the same group. It was almost like she had separated her into a completely different area, and she wasn’t sure why she did. It could be that making friends could be easier than she thought at first. As they walked out Erma contacted the Uber again, and once more the same driver picked them up. He seemed more than happy to give them a lift back to campus.

Once they were on campus the consensus was that they could eat. Meaning that Sunset’s stomach growled at pretty much the same time as Ian and Max’s stomachs. There was more than a few suggestions made, but in the end it was decided that ordering a cheap pizza would be the best. Erma followed them to Ian’s home, and once inside she took in the place. It was a nice two story home, close enough to walk to the campus, and it had a few unused rooms. Max had told her that it belonged to Ian’s parents, and they had decided to let him live in the house until he finished college. Of course Ian had invited Max to live with him, and the two of them basically had the run of the full house.

Of course there was the fact that Owen tended to come around from time to time. From what Sunset had seen he was more than just a little bit of an asshole. Settling in the four of them looked at the collection of Pizza advertisements that littered a small coffee table. After a few minutes of comparing the various restaurants the decision to order from Angelo's was made.

Erma made the call, and they ordered two extra large meat buster pizzas. Sunset found herself laughing at stories that Max was sharing about his and Ian's days in High School, and she decided to share a few of her stories as well. Naturally Erma wanted to know more about Equestrian magic, and as she listened she seemed to be making a few comparisons. After Sunset finished telling what she could Erma pulled something up on her phone. She showed it to Sunset.

At first she couldn't make heads or tails of it, but then it began to connect. The Multiverse theory stated there was an infinite number of universes, and those close to one another held certain similar aspects. Erma was able to compare her powers to that of an Equtra Mage in Dungeons and Dragons. That in, and of, itself meant there was more of a connection than just the mishap with two spells. She was certain it might be harder than simply trying to cast a portal spell on a mirror, but there was real hope.

It was enough of a hope that she was able to smile.

Author's Note

(Been a hot minute. Sorry for the short chapter, but i figured that getting something out would be better than nothing.)

Ballroom Notoriety

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 6 ‘Ballroom Notoriety’

The first week of classes was enough for Sunset to realize how long it had truly been since she had studied magic with knowledgeable professors. It wasn’t that she didn’t love her friends, or that she didn’t want to go back, but this was almost like being back at Princess Celestia’s school. The biggest difference was that these professors didn’t attempt to curb their student’s natures, instead they seemed to encourage their students to attach to the magic that felt right. There were other studies as well. Her history class had two sections. The first was the history of the country itself, and the second seemed to focus on the history of magic.

Her creative writing class wasn’t that different from what was offered at Canterlot high, although the professor explained that at the end of the semester they would be expected to craft an illusion that would bring their stories to life. So the more detailed the story the easier it would be to give it life. She was so caught up with going to class that she wasn’t noticing a few smaller things, one of which ended up hitting her right in the face. The slip of paper was something that was being chased by a girl that looked to be stressing.

She breathed out, sheepishly smiled, and took the paper from Sunset.

“I’m so sorry,” she said.

Sunset gave her a small smile, “It’s fine,” she said, “So, late project?”

The girl nodded, “Yeah, well no, maybe?”

Sunset couldn’t help but laugh, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be nosy, but from the way you looked I figured that you were stressing over something that needed to be turned in.”

The girl bit her lip, looked at Sunset, and then looked at the paper. There was evidence of worry on her face, and Sunset began to feel more concerned for the girl. Finally the girl breathed out, and looked at the ground.

“I’m an illusion and bewitching major,” she said, “I have a natural talent for illusions. The bigger the better, but you’re right about my stressing on an assignment, or rather my lack of one.”

Sunset studied her for a moment, “Okay, I know that it’s not finals, and it’s certainly not midterms, so is it a major assignment?”

The girl nodded, “Ummm, Kinda,” she said, “Actually, yeah, this is as big as they come.”

She turned the paper over and Sunset saw a picture of herself riding Ian. The picture was perfect, every detail, every line, and the expression was perfect. She was mid bliss, lost to the euphoric tidal wave, of bliss that had covered her. After a moment she shook her head and looked at the girl who was biting her lip again.

“So, did you see your heart’s desire?”

She grinned, “Kinda,” Sunset said, “Well, actually I saw my heart and loin’s desire if I’m going to be honest.”

The girl groaned, “Ugh, this shouldn’t be so hard!” she exclaimed, “I’m trying to create a piece of paper that shows the viewer their hearts desire. I’ve gotten what they want for lunch, their favorite car, the girl or guy they want to date, but I haven’t hit a heart’s desire yet.”

Sunset looked at her, “Well, it showed my boyfriend, and honestly he tends to be my heart’s desire.”

She looked at her, “Great, except that you also said that it showed your loin’s desire as well. That means that likely you were screwing him. It’s the right direction, same ballpark, but it’s not close enough to get a solid A on it.”

Sunset gave her a smile, “Well, if it’s the right direction, then what’s causing it to not connect all of the way?”

The girl thought for a moment and then looked at the paper, “I’m not sure,” she said, “But I’m seeing something that I wouldn’t do, but I have certainly fantasized about.”

Sunset nodded, “So right now it’s likely showing fantasy, I’m guessing erotic, but fantasy none the less,” she said, “If what Dr. Bell talked about in human sexuality today is correct then you’re exceptionally close because our fantasies are often connected to our subconscious, and we tend to be far more honest with ourselves there.”

The girl thought about it, “Oh My God that’s it!” she exclaimed before she hugged Sunset, “That’s it! I can’t believe that I didn’t see it! The paper is working, but I’ve got to fine tune it! Oh, that makes perfect sense! So, it’s showing a fantasy, an erotic one, because it’s connecting to the ID! I’ve got to alter it a little, but when I do it should show the actual hearts desire, and not the ID’s desire to reproduce!”

Sunset watched her, the girl was so much like a combination between Twilight and Pinkie Pie. She was getting excited almost in the exact same way that Twilight did over the school work, but she was bouncing in place like Pinkie did all too often. Also hearing that it was her ID that did the talking made her feel better. She still wanted to go home, and be with her friends. But then she would be lying to herself if she didn’t admit that she wanted to be with Ian as well. She wanted to know if there was a way to connect these two worlds. Maybe creating a mirror portal like the one to Equestria. The magic here was certainly stable enough. Oh, if they could do that then she would be able to be with her friends and with Ian.

Of course she would also get to hang out with Erma and Max as well. They were becoming close friends to her too. She wanted to be able to go home. She wanted to be able to visit with her friends, talk to Princess Twilight, but at the same time she didn’t want to give up what she’d found here. She found a school that taught magic, and she was discovering that besides her ability to read minds she was able to use other magic.

Apparently she was very attuned with alchemy, and that was what her advisor helped her structure her classes around. It reminded her of potions class, back at Celestia’s school for gifted unicorns. She looked at the girl who was still beaming, but looking uncertain.

“Oh, if I’ve got to do this then that means that I won’t be able to go to the ball.”

Sunset looked at her, “Ball?”

The girl nodded, “Yeah, the Sweethearts Ball,” she said, “It’s held every year, and despite the name it’s usually pretty fun. Sure, there’s some dancing and everything, but they usually have some really good live entertainment, and some of the more advanced classes show off their abilities. Last year the Advanced Alchemy class transformed three pounds of detergent into a fireworks display. It was amazing.”

She nodded, “Ah, I see, and you won’t be able to go if you’re doing this?”

She nodded, “Yeah, I won’t be able to go if I’m doing this. I mean I want to do this, but that is always such a blast. Oh well,” she said, “It could be worse, and I’ll have an actual chance to get this right.”

“Do you have a time restraint on the project?” Sunset asked, “If you do then I understand, but if not, then why not take a break and go. It obviously means a lot to you, and sometimes having a break helps clear your head.”

The girl stood there and rubbed her chin, “You’ve got a point, and I really want to go. I mean this is due next week, but the ball only comes once a year. Yeah, I think that I’ll go. Oh, you should get your boyfriend to take you!”

She was grinning like a mad woman, “Seriously, you’d both have fun, and I bet that you would enjoy it!”

Sunset smiled, “Sounds like a plan, maybe we’ll see each other there.”

The girl smiled, “Oh, I am such a scatterbrain sometimes!” she exclaimed, “I’m Leeann LeStrange, of the LeStrange family.”

Sunset smiled, “I’m Sunset Huges,” she said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Leeann.”

Leeann smiled, and Sunset really took a look at her. She was a little on the shorter side, Maybe just a hair over five foot. Her hair was sort of a raven’s black, her eyes were this crisp green that reminded her of Hearth’s Warming of all things, and her caramel colored skin was flawless in every regard. She was, in all respects, beautiful. But there was no fantasy building about doing anything with her. It wasn’t like when she was around Ian, or when she had really looked at Erma. She wasn’t feeling this intense estrus like need to be bred like a wanton filly that just started her heat.

Instead it was just a pleasant conversation. The girl smiled at her brightly, “Say, ummm, would you like to be friends?” she asked, “I mean I know we don’t know each other, but I like you.”

Sunset nodded, “Yeah, I’d like to be friends,” she said, “So, when does this ball happen?”

Leeann looked at the sky for a moment, “Oh, I think it happens tomorrow night, and it lasts until the following morning, so it’s a big thing.”

Sunset felt a little surprised. She knew that there were two days scheduled off, but she had assumed those were study days. Instead they seemed to be scheduled off so that students could go to this ball, and then have time to recover. It was surprisingly insightful of the school to do that. She knew that Princess Celestia tended to hold the Grand Galloping Gala after Finals, although it was rare for a student to be invited to it.

Principal Celestia, which she wasn’t at Canterlot High anymore. Officially she, and all of her friends, had graduated. They still got together, and they saw each other. She knew that Twilight was applying to get into the local college, just like the rest of her friends. A small part of her wished that they could come here. Twilight would be in heaven in a place that taught technology and magic. The sports they offered here would be something that Rainbow Dash would be into, and a major party that lasted all night long would really fall into Pinkie’s idea of heaven.

She’d seen a study of mythical creatures, so Fluttershy would be covered, and she knew that Rarity would be head over heels about the fashion here. Maybe if she could open a gateway there would be a way for them to come and be part of it. She certainly didn’t want Ian to attempt the same summoning spell that connected to her experiment. Without the experiment running back home she was sure that the spell would end up killing someone. She looked at Leeann and grinned.

“I think that we’ll be there,” she said, “Hope that you make it too.”

Leeann nodded, and Sunset watched as she walked past her. She looked where she had been heading, and walked toward the cafeteria and found the table that Max, Ian, and Erma were sitting at. She noticed that Erma was leaning her head against Max’s shoulder. The two of them had become closer, and it did her heart good to see it. She took a seat near Ian who was currently working on some small electronic toy. It looked like it was shaped like a man, but the internal components looked like something she’d seen at a toy store.

“So, did you guys know about the ball tonight?”

Ian stopped, “You mean the Sweethearts Ball?” he asked, “Yeah, Max and I haven’t been before.”

She looked at him, “Why?”

He sighed, “Sunset, you know that we’re not popular, at all,” he said, “In fact, being around us you’ve isolated yourself from a lot of folks.”

She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, people that I wouldn’t want to associate with anyway,” she said, “I like my friends to be people I like, not people that are being friends because it will do something for them.”

Erma smiled, “And that’s why I’m friends with you,” she said, “You have absolutely no motive other than just being friends, and that’s awesome.”

She grinned, “So why don’t we go, together?”

Ian looked at her, “Okay, not that I’m against it, but why do you want to go?”

She smiled, “A girl told me about it. She explained that it’s an all night party, with live entertainment, and it would be nice to go to it with you, all of you.”

Erma looked at her, “Okay, I’ll go,” she said, “But the first Justin Bieber song, and I will personally blame you.”

Sunset looked at Ian who looked uncomfortable, “Ummm, okay, but I didn’t even go to prom,” he said, “I really have no idea what to do. Not to mention I don’t know how to dance.”

She hugged him, “I’ll lead, you follow, and we can always check out the live entertainment.”

Max looked at Erma, “So, I’m going, right?”

She looked at him, “You like what happened last night, right?” she asked, “Because if the answer is yes, then yes, you’re coming. If not then you’re still coming.”

That left them getting clothes for the ball, but Erma had an idea for that. One of the Alchemy students was transmorphing normal clothes into formal wear, and specifically into name brand formal wear.

“So, I know that this girl is doing it on the side, and she’s charging twenty dollars for a full suit of clothes,” Erma said, “That means for eighty dollars all four of us would have something for this ball, and it should look decent.”

Sunset nodded, “I can chip in some,” she said, “I just got my first paycheck from the library.”

Ian smiled, “What do you think Max?”

Max nodded, “yeah, actually, Erma, do you mind if I get yours?”

She grinned, “Sure, I don’t mind,” she said, “But I’m not letting her transmorph whatever I wear into some skimpy thing. I just don’t really feel comfortable in those kinds of clothes.”

Half an hour later they arrived in the laundry room of Raven Hall. Off in the corner was a red headed girl looking at a magazine. She was flipping through it occasionally, and the group of them walked toward her.

“Are you Cadance?” Erma asked, “because we wanted to talk about getting some formal wear.”

The read head looked up, “Yeah, I’m Cadance, and it’s twenty bucks. I can transform any piece of clothing into something more formal. The more clothes you’ve got on, the more I have to work with.”

Max held up forty dollars, “We’d like something suitable for the Sweethearts ball, you know tasteful,” he said, “But not trashy.”

She looked at him and Erma. “okay, grab a towel, strip off over there, bring your clothes over here, put them into the dryer.”

They looked confused, but did what she asked. Sunset noticed that Erma looked nervous standing in a towel and she assumed her underwear.

“Do you want designer underwear, or are you good with just the clothes?”

Max shrugged, “I’m good with just the clothes.”

Erma nodded, “I’m not getting completely nude,” she said, “Not in here, not in front of everyone.”

Cadence shrugged, pressed her palm to the dryer, and a bright light shinned for a moment, and then she opened the dryer and pulled out what looked like a robin’s egg shell blue dress shirt, a nice set of slacks, and a darker blue bow tie. She handed that to Max, and then she reached back in and pulled out what looked like a gorgeous soft gray dress. It was open mid back, the neckline gave a modest look at the cleavage that Erma had, but it wasn’t overly revealing. There was a small set of what looked like seven bubbles together over where her right hip would be. The bubbles didn’t seem odd, or out of place, but rather they almost seemed to flow off of one another forming a small chain. The final bubble being the largest of them, and it was barely the size of a quarter.

Erma looked at it, and hugged it close to her. Sunset watched how touched she seemed, and she didn’t notice that Ian had done the same as Max. She had planned on paying for hers, but instead she smiled at him. Like both Max and Erma they stipped down, although she went ahead and threw in her bra and panties. She didn’t need designer underwear, but something cute and lacy would be nice. Like before the girl pressed her palm to the dryer, and like before there was a bright light. When it ended she opened it and she saw that Ian had a blood red shirt, black tie, dark gray vest, and similar slacks.

What Sunset saw for her made her eyes widen. The dress looked like it was made from silk. It was a mixture of red and gold, the accents sitting perfectly on every line. She lifted and looked at it. The side was slit up to mid thigh, and right there was a golden bow that tied the rest of the slit together giving it an asian look. Cadence then handed her her transmogrified panties and bra. She was expecting something lacy, sort of fancy, certainly something that she’d seen once over at Rarity’s home. But what she was handed blew her expectations out of the water. They were designed like hipsters, the panties were made of silk, soft to the touch, and the lace that ran around them was done in symbols that matched what her cutie mark had been. She saw her cutiemark printed in the front, and back, of the panties, and then her bra was more of the same.

It was soft to the touch, but she could feel where it was designed to hug and support. It was the same color as her dress and panties, red and gold, and she saw her cutie mark sewn into the sides of the cups. She hugged it, loving that it matched her, that it wasn’t just a simple dress.

“Huh,” Cadence said, “Never seen one that came out like that. Must have reacted with your magic. Alright, shops closed, and you’ve got about an hour before your ball starts, if you want some normal clothes to wear out, hand me the towels, and I’ll make some simple shirts and shorts, if not, get dressed and bugger off.”

They walked over, getting their formal wear on, and Sunset could feel Ian’s eyes on her as she pulled on her new panties and bra, followed by her new dress. She moaned softly as the silk touched her bare skin. It felt so amazing, so soft, and each piece felt as if it fit like a glove. She looked to see Ian, his clothes fitting him incredibly well, and she began to imagine what it was going to be like when they left the ball, went back to his place, to his bed, and they undressed each other.

He’d gotten better, more sure of himself, and he wasn’t as awkward about helping her get out of her clothes when they were alone together. And like this, dressed in those clothes, in complete and honest truth he looked amazing. He cleaned up exceptionally well, and she couldn’t understand why someone hadn’t tried to claim him yet. He wasn’t ugly, far from it, he was handsome, but in an approachable, and perhaps adorkable, way.

She was actually fairly certain that both Twilights would get along with Ian like a house on fire. The idea sparked that Princess Twilight might consider the idea of herding, but she wasn’t so sure that she wanted to do that. Maybe it had been that she was in the human world for so long, or maybe it was that she was a little too much of a romantic, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to share Ian. It would be something that she would have to cross when she got there, but for not she was going to walk with her boyfriend, go upstairs, to the ball, and have some fun.

They left Raven Hall, walked across the campus, and saw the lights shining in the school’s new Expo Center. They walked inside and music seemed to just float around them. It wasn’t being pumped in by any PA system, but instead it was just there almost as if it was the air itself. She grabbed Ian’s hand as they moved toward the dance floor, and she took his right hand, holding it in her own, and then moved his left down to the small of her back. She smiled as she felt him holding her close, and she began to step.

He moved with her, awkwardly at first, but like in all things with a little practice he was moving in rhythm with her. It wasn’t perfect, they wouldn’t win an award, but she wasn’t attempting to win any. She just wanted to dance with Ian. She wanted to spend this evening, night, and well into the morning with him. Each step, regardless how it may have looked to anyone else, was perfect to her. Their dancing lasted through two songs, and into a third, before the music changed, and she pulled him from the dance floor. They heard the sound of laughter, and they walked with Erma and Max, who had also danced, into a room where a man was standing on the stage.

“Everyday I’m hustlin,” was being plaid behind him.

“Mr. DJ, cut the son, please cut the song,” the man said, “I gotta say though I love your choice of music, I do, that song makes me feel strong. Shit, a man gets up in the morning with that song playing he knows the world is his.”

The song began to play again and the comedian acted out waking up and showering to the rhythm.

“Mr. DJ don’t play it no more, I’m just saying that song is the shit. Hell, fella’s you find that things are gettin’ stale in bed, stop fucking your girl to slow songs, instead put this on and go at it to some gangsta shit.”

Everyone laughed, but Sunset loved when he compared to working at a local burger place and being the only one there. When he finished up she felt Ian hug her. She leaned into him, loving the feeling, and so glad that they decided to come and do this tonight.

Author's Note

(AN: Yeah I know, it's been a hot minute since I've updated... Anything. But I've been working on some original fiction, I actually cranked out two novels, and I felt like I needed to update something. I saw this, and this was it. This was what I needed to update. For those of you that liked the comedy sketch at the end, yes, I was inspired by Katt William's American Hustle. I hope that everyone enjoyed the chapter, and I will attempt to update more of my work. With the new job it might be a little slow, but I'll attempt to update a story at least every Friday.

Thanks,

RJP)

More than Words

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 7: More than Words

The ball had been fun, the live entertainment was amazing, and the party itself was more than she had hoped for. Ian had followed her lead when they danced, and toward the last dance he was comfortable and confident enough to attempt to lead. In the end the two of them ended back at the house both he and Max were using off campus, and once again Sunset found herself entangled with Ian.

Their new transfigured clothes were folded and put away, and Sunset was enjoying being the little spoon. The two of them had gotten undressed and made love almost right off the bat when they got home. The feeling of bliss after they made love, and then cuddled beside each other, was something that she absolutely loved. The more she thought about why she didn’t really find someone back in Canterlot City really hung around the idea that maybe in truth fate was having her wait for Ian.

She felt comforted and safe as they both laid in bed. She wanted to open this world up to the one that she came from. There was no denying that she believed her friends would love this school, but that wasn’t the only reason. She wanted Ian to see her home, and she wanted to be able to come here as well. The Northeastern Institute of Technical and Magical studies had become her school. She wasn’t alone in learning magical theory. She loved Canterlot High, but there was no denying that she had been very much alone there when it came to any magical mishap. That wasn’t to say that her friends didn’t try to help her, they did, but it didn’t take away that the bulk of the heavy mental lifting when it came to the magic itself was on her.

Twilight helped, quite a bit, but at the end of the day Twilight wasn’t her counterpart. She hadn’t grown up with magic, and while she adapted and learned, there was so much she didn’t have the foundation for. She didn’t know magical theory, and she didn’t understand the basic foundations that explained how magic worked with the world around it. Princess Twilight understood so much of it, but it was fairly obvious that Princess Twilight was busy most of the time with everything that was happening on her side of the portal.

She felt happy that things were different here. She had the resources of the school’s library, Ian’s own understanding of magical theory, and then there were the professors. She had begun piecing together a few theories that seemed to link up in explaining the concept of interdimensional travel. Of course it was still likely months away before she could begin experimenting, but knowing that she wasn’t lost in the woods helped.

There was a soft kiss on the back of her neck, and she sighed with contentment as she felt Ian’s arms pull her closer. The feeling of a nearly uncontrollable estrus wasn’t as present anymore either. Her regular sessions with Ian certainly seemed to help, but more than it seemed that the simple act of making friends had done more for it than anything else. The magic of friendship was something that was just as powerful and mysterious as when she was in Canterlot City.

Her friendship with Erma, Max, and most recently with Leeann LeStrange had helped her as well. It seemed that each time she made friends she felt stronger. It wasn’t a physical strength, but instead she felt spiritually stronger. It was almost as if she felt like she could face whatever challenge came, and she could do so with a smile on her face. She felt the sweet promises of sleep, and soon she was sleeping peacefully beside Ian.

When she awoke sunlight was pouring in from behind the curtains in Ian’s room, and from what she could tell it was around noon. She stretched slightly, moved, and looked at Ian who was still sleeping peacefully. She gave him a small kiss, walked toward the joining bathroom, and stepped into it. She set the shower, grabbed a towel and washrag, and soon she was standing under the wonderful cascading water as it began washing away the events of the previous night.

She washed with Ian’s off brand soap, used some mane and tail shampoo that she’d found, and then quickly rinsed out her hair before finally stepping out and grabbing her towel. She quickly dried herself off before wrapping the towel around her hair and stepping back into Ian’s room. Nudity hadn’t been a big thing with her since originally she came from a place where nudity was just a part of life. Of course she quickly learned that the human world was deep in the concept of modesty, and so she adapted.

But being in a room with thick blackout curtains she was fine with walking around nude while her hair dried. The day seemed that it was going to be a normal, typical day, one where they would be able to enjoy each other’s company, they wouldn’t have to worry about much, and the only outside source of contact would likely be Max and Erma. It was a day she was glad to have. Of course she didn’t know that at that moment her friends had Princess Twilight helping look into what had happened to her.

She had no clue that Princess Twilight discovered the experiments she had been doing with Adagio’s necklace. While that was happening none of them knew that Leeann LeStrange had looked into the weird events that had taken place toward the beginning of the semester. Ian had done his due diligence in ensuring that the security cameras, and spying spells, had been disabled before they conducted the spell that ultimately led to the connection between the worlds that brought Sunset here.

He’d ensured that all of the school’s spells and cameras were disabled. But he hadn’t known about a few microcameras that were protected by various wards against wild magic. Those cameras had led through various wireless connections into a laptop that was on Leeann LeStrange’s desk. Leeann hadn’t asked to be friends with Sunset because of these events, or because Sunset wasn’t a native to this world. She had honestly felt a sweet and kind soul inside of the girl and wanted to be friends with her.

She had no problem with Sunset as a person, but this information was far too enticing, too tempting to simply be left alone. So, she had called in a friend to help her with it. If they could bring someone here, then it stood to reason that someone could be sent there. It was dangerous, but since Sunset was here there was little doubt in her mind that Ian, and possibly Sunset herself, had found the safety protocols to work with and all she really needed to do was follow what she had seen.

Setting up took about three hours, and of course finding a suitable doll was the next issue. It was obvious that Ian had splurged and gotten a very high end companion doll. The closest that she could get was something that was almost as good, but certainly of a lesser quality. When it was finished she and her friend followed the steps down to the bras they wore on their heads, something they believed was foolish but obviously part of the ritual, and then they began.

Luck would have it that Princess Twilight, and the girls, had recreated Sunset’s experiment, but with greater safety. In this case Princess Twilight had used a physical door, along with Rarity’s gem magic, to create a stable area for the experiment to occur. When the magic began to arch off of each other they prepared to disengage it only for a powerful white light to explode out of it. That white light spread out, touching the first person it came into contact with.

At that moment Starlight Glimmer had wished that she wouldn’t have come with Twilight. She felt something wrap around her, something odd, and it felt like her entire body simply began to dissolve. But apparently Leeann hadn’t been content with just following. She had gone the extra step of making the circle bigger, placing the doll in place, and focusing her own magic into it. The magic on Princess Twilight’s end spread out further, touching all of the girls before finally touching her as well. All of them felt as if they had been dissolved.

Leeann watched as the doll she had set in the center suddenly split into seven more copies of itself, each glowing impossibly white, and then the computer she used, her laptop, crashed. Laying on the basement floor of her dorm building was eight girls, all with strange hair, differing skin tones, but outside once again the weirdness that had accompanied Sunset had spread across the college campus and well into the town itself.

The homes which had protection wards were spared from the weirdness. Thankfully that included Ian and Max’s home. Their house they had rented had several protective wards across the property, on the home itself, and all of them looked burnt once the wave of wild magic passed. Again strange things happened. Entire buildings were turned to crystal, ice, glass, several students found themselves standing outside completely nude, others had the pigment of their skin altered changing them to some odd color, and dozens of other things.

Despite the fact that the weirdness outside didn’t penetrate the wards of the house itself Sunset felt the surge of magic that she’d felt before. After all, it was a feeling that brought her here and allowed her to exist in this place. If that surge happened then it could be possible that someone from her side had managed to open a gateway into their world. If that was the case then she needed to find them. She bypassed the transfigured clothes, and instead she settled on the second hand clothes that Erma had treated her to. She grabbed a pair of jeans, a bit heavy on the bedazzling, a comfortable pair of panties, some decent socks, a comfy sports bra, and finally a t-shirt that she’d absolutely loved.

The shirt was something that Ian had seen, and he’d bought for her. She had wondered what the deal was with it, after all it looked like the poster to a cheesy movie, but then they watched the movie and she couldn’t stop laughing. Her Weird Science t-shirt was one of her favorite, and the fact that Ian had attempted to do what Wyatt and Gary had done. That said she wasn’t exactly Lisa, but that didn’t really seem to matter. Sure, Lisa was fun to watch, but if she actually existed there would be so much trouble.

In several ways from what Princess Twilight had told her it sounded like Lisa’s powers were similar to Discord’s. If that was the case then it would mean that Lisa’s alter ego would be that of a draconequus. Which of course would mean that she was a being of pure chaos. From what she saw in the movie she was mostly good, but she had a tendency to just do things. The last thing they would need would be for a nearly all powerful girl running around, obsessed with the popularity of two boys, and trying to get them laid.

Nope, she was happy just having her mind reading ability, the access to other magic, and of course being with Ian. Regardless she needed to see what was going on. Once she was dressed she walked over to where Ian was sleeping, kissed his cheek, and then grabbed her bookbag, wallet, and keys before heading out. Stepping outside she saw the effects of what had happened, and she noticed that it was far further reaching than it had been. Her eyes widened as she saw a horse and buggy where there had been a fairly nice sports car last night. She shook her head, turned and walked toward the school.

Her first thought was to head to the library, but she could see that it had a dozen burnt looking wards covering the walls, glass, and entrance ways. It was actually something she had helped do as extra credit, and seeing that the wards had worked certainly made her feel better. But that said she began looking for buildings that wouldn’t be affected. It finally came down to two. Raven Hall was still normal, but again it was the dorm for most of the Enchanters on campus.

They practically practiced their wards on the dorm itself, and once again it proved to be the saving grace. The other was Lester Hall. The dorm was practically untouched, but the feel of the magic seemed to swell from it. She didn’t notice that it had taken her nearly an hour to find the unaffected dorm. Instead she stepped forward, hearing the students all going through the drills of doing what was needed in order to restore order to the school again, and of course find the cause for the chaotic magic that had done this.

She followed the feeling of the magic that had brought her here down the hall, and finally she opened a door to the basement. She walked down the steps, and she saw several bodies on the floor. Her eyes widened as she saw one with Rainbow hair, and then she realized that the carpets matched the drapes. She shook her head, and went to waking them up. Slowly they awoke and she saw both Twilights. It occurred to her that her friends would have questions, and one of the big ones would be why they were naked. Ian had thought ahead and put clothes on the doll that he had used in his spell, but whoever had done this obviously left the dolls nude. It was going to be interesting to explain why they were nude, but she was certain that Princess Twilight would be okay with it. After all she was a pony like her. Their Twilight would freak out. And she was fairly certain that the rest of the girls would follow suit. She looked to see Leeann, and the realization of what happened dawned on her. Leeann didn’t know that she had performing a magical experiment on her end. Which meant that the girls were attempting the same experiment at the same time.

It had been an amazing stroke of luck that it happened that way. Otherwise Leeann could have seriously hurt people. She would need to talk to her about it, but first she needed to help get her friends up and somewhat dressed.

“Ugh,” Twilight said as she sat up, “I feel like Luna dropped the moon on me, twice.”

She watched as her friend blinked her eyes.

“Sunset?” she asked before her eyes widened, “SUNSET!”

She felt Twilight hug her, and soon the other girls were up, and within seconds there was a mass hug. Which ended the moment that someone pointed out that they were all naked. To their credit Princess Twilight and Starlight Glimmer didn’t really act too phased. While she knew the basics of transfiguration magic Sunset wasn’t about to try and transfigure anything into clothes for her friends. The simple truth was that she was afraid of screwing up.

She heard a groan and watched as Leeann slowly sat up. Her friend did the same, and it was almost a shot of nostalgia as she saw them both with bras on their heads.

“Leeann, try anything new recently?”

Leeann LeStrange had the good manners to look a little embarrassed before she finally nodded.

“Is this why you were so quick to make friends with me?” Sunset asked as the feelings of hurt and betrayal began to make their nests inside of her soul, “I mean, was I just an means to this end?”

Leeann shook her head, “No,” she said remorsefully, “I wanted to be your friend because I sensed such a sweet and kind soul, but this is some next level magic. I had to try, I had to see it work for myself, and it did!”

Sunset looked at her, “No, it didn’t, and it didn’t work the first time.”

Leeann looked at her, “Umm, there’s eight girls behind you that speak differently.”

Sunset shook her head realizing that she quickly reaching the point of no fucks given, “No. Seriously it didn’t work. What happened is two kinds of magic fed off of each other creating a sort of unstable portal. I happened to be doing an experiment when Ian tried this the first time, and he had the good sense not to attempt to overcharge it,” she said sounding tired, “And I’m betting that my friends were trying to figure out what happened to me and were doing the same experiment again. The two magics happened to touch, again, and it created the same unstable portal, again.”

Leeann looked at her for a moment, “And if they hadn’t of been doing the experiment?”

She looked at her, “Ian designed this to capture a Djinn into a false body. It would have captured one, and since you copied his ritual exactly it would have failed because he didn’t get the runes completely right. So, from what he told me it’s likely that everyone not in a warded area would be dead.”

Leeann looked shocked, “Oh… Oh, I didn’t realize, I just thought, Oh God.”

Sunset nodded, “I get it, I really do,” she said more gently, “But the quest for knowledge for knowledge sake isn’t always the best course of action. Sometimes you have to take a step back and decide if what you’re doing could hurt someone.”

“Ummm, can we get some clothes now?”

She looked at Rainbow Dash, “And maybe some privacy, because of reasons?”

She nodded, and they looked around finding some clothes in the lost bin. Luckily they had all been washed, which was a bonus. Unfortunately it seemed that none of them exactly fit. The sweat pants they found for Rainbow seemed to be three sizes too big, but there was a draw string. The shirt was also a bit too large, but as long as she didn’t go bending over it would be fine. It was practically the same for everyone else, but once they were mostly dressed they followed Sunset out of the basement, out of the dorm, and down toward the house she shared with Ian.

Getting there wasn’t hard, and once they were in inside she could see the slight confusion on most of their faces. Most except for Starlight and Princess Twilight. Both of them looked concerned, and she understood why. As the fates seemed to decide it was at this point that the door opened and Ian made an appearance. He seemed oblivious to all of them, walking past them, and instead heading toward the most wonderful invention of all time. He opened the refrigerator, dug out a Surge, opened it, and took a deep drink.

After a moment reality caught up with him, and he turned around to see everyone standing there.

“Sunny Buns,” he said cautiously, “Is there eight technocolored girls with two of them possibly being identical twins, standing in our house?”

She gave a nod, “There is,” she replied trying to keep from laughing, “Do you want to know?”

He shook his head, “Erma is going to be busy.”

Leeann, who followed them, looked at him, “You’re taking this well.”

He shrugged, “I’m half asleep, had a really good night, and enjoying a soda. I’m sure that this will hit hard afterwhile.”

Sunset couldn’t help but agree. Of course she knew what was going to hit hard for her friends. It wouldn’t be long until they were practically unable to contain themselves. She could already see the way they were eyeing Ian, Leeann, and even herself. There was little doubt what was going on in their heads, and they had some serious work to do in order to help stabilize them. She really hoped that Max and Erma would show up before too long.

Author's Note

(Wow, it's been a hot second hasn't it? So, I felt inspired, and I had to write this chapter. That said, what happened in it with Leeann was actually planned from the beginning of this. I wanted to bring the two worlds together, and this was the best possible way that I could think of to do it while sticking to the 80's movie feel of the story.)

An Academic's Wet Dream

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 8: An Academic’s Wet Dream

There was the small question of how long it would take for both Twilight’s to have a small freak out over the fact that they were at a College that taught technology and magic together. The answer had been roughly six seconds. No sooner had Ian mentioned that they were at the Northeastern Institute of Technical and Magical studies then both of the girls began asking rapid fire questions. Twilight wanted to know what the fields of study were, what their foundation in magical practice was, how advanced their magical theory was, and how long did their courses take to make it to master level.

Their Twilight asked similar questions, asking of course if they had specific ways of controlling their magic, such as geodes or the like, and then both of them began talking about the various ways magic had been integrated into technology. She had to admit that Ian was patient with both of them, answering what he could, and finally giving them both a promise to look over the school’s library. She was certain that both of them had a small orgasm at that moment. It was good to know that both Twilights were able to focus on academics more than anything else at the moment.

Of course she could see that it wasn’t exactly the case with her other friends. All of them were acting uncomfortable, fanning their shirts, squirming, and she knew what was going on. When she first arrived she was getting used to the new body she had been given. She was a little more curvy, her breasts bigger than they had been, her hips a bit wider, but all in all she was still mostly the same. From what she could see the girls’ transformation followed some of the same rules as herself, but all of them looked closer to how they had been, except for Rainbow Dash.

Back in Canterlot City Rainbow Dash was far more flat chested. She wasn’t completely flat, but she was close. And in truth her hips were narrower before as well. But now that had changed. Her hips were wider, her bust fuller, and Sunset could see that she looked more feminine than she had before. It seemed that whatever it was that whatever magic had altered her and her friends seemed to have spent most of it on Rainbow Dash herself.

A part of her wondered if the change would be something that would carry over into the other world. She didn’t mind if it did. After all she was comfortable with herself, and she was comfortable with how she looked. Having slightly bigger boobs didn’t change who she was. She watched as Ian finished his soda, and then he looked at the girls. He closed his eyes and walked over to the fridge again. Within a couple of moments he had two frozen pizzas out, both on pans, and the oven turned on.

She watched as he waited for the oven to preheat before looking at them. “So, I’m guessing that you girls are friends of Sunset’s, right?”

Without warning the one that had light pink skin, along with dark pink incredibly curly hair, practically bounced over to him and somehow ended up in his arms. He stood there, uncertain of how it happened, but she was being held in the air, and somehow she was, at least for the moment, lighter than his own bookbag.

“Yepperooni!” she exclaimed happily with a little wiggle while she was being held, “We sure are! And you’re her boyfriend!”

He looked at, and then he looked at Sunset who shrugged.

“It’s Pinkie being Pinkie. Trust me, don’t try to figure out, because if you do it will drive you absolutely insane.”

One of the purple girls nodded, “Oh yeah, there is absolutely no way to explain Pinkie, or her Pinkie Sense, or anything else she does,” she said, her voice hinting at exhaustion, “Trust me, there is no way to quantify her actions.”

She squirmed where she was being held before getting down, “Wowee, it’s kind of hot in here huh?”

Starlight closed her eyes, and shook her head. She knew what this was, and she didn’t want to experience it at all, “Yeah it is,” she said, “Sunset, ummm are there some things that are similar to how things are back home? You know like feeling hot, having an itch, a little mental fog? Those kinds of things?”

Sunset shook her head, “I’m afraid not, which was why I was confused.”

She noticed that the conversation did not fall on all deaf ears. Applejack stood there for a moment and then she silently cursed, “It’s a heat, ain’t it?” she asked, “That’s what’s going on, right?”

Sunset nodded, and she could see Applejack pinch the bridge of her nose, “Okay, so it’s gonna be a good idea if’n none of us spend any time alone with yer fella.”

Rainbow Dash looked at her, “Ummm, why?”

It was Fluttershy that touched her friend’s arm, “Because if it’s an estrus then we can’t be trusted to be alone with him,” she said softly, “We might try to force him to breed with us.”

Rarity looked at them with her jaw hanging open for a moment, “Oh, I most certainly will not!” she exclaimed, “And I am shocked that you would even suggest a thing. I am a lady and will conduct myself as such!”

“Rarity,” Princess Twilight said softly, “It’s not about being a lady or not. It’s about the fact that these urges get worse before they get better. For some… girls back home it can completely cloud their mind. They’ll do things they didn’t think that they would, go to lengths they didn’t believe was possible for them to go, and all of it would be for the chance to be with a sta...a male.”

Their Twilight swallowed, “Is this going to get any better?”

Sunset sighed. She wanted to tell them that it would, but the only things that really helped were making friends and making love to Ian. She desperately wanted to assure her friends, but then she knew that Applejack would pick up on it if she wasn’t being honest. Thankfully the sound of the front door opening caught their attention. Slowly everyone made their way out to see Erma and Max. The two looked happy. For her part Erma was wearing something a bit more flattering.

It wasn’t like her formal dress, but she was wearing a nice pair of jeans, a comfortable yet tasteful top, her normal court shoes, and it looked like she had pulled her hair into a ponytail. Max looked fairly well as well. He was wearing a t-shirt, although this one was just a plain shirt and not one sporting a superhero team from his favorite comic book company, a clean and what looked like mostly new pair of jeans, and his sneakers were clean. She took in how they looked and then Erma finally noticed the other girls.

“Max, Ian didn’t do it again, did he?”

Max shook his head, “I doubt it,” he said, “And if he did then it was go big or go home.”

Ian shook his head, “I didn’t, but apparently someone else did.”

Twilight stood there, listening, and the entire time she couldn’t help stealing glances at both of the males in the room. The burning itch of estrus was something she had to deal with before, but of course when she was in human form it was normally different. The last time she visited Sunset she hadn’t realized how close she was to her estrus, and so she got to go through it as a human.

Which was when she found out what it was like to feel bloated, achy, and thankfully Sunset had walked her through the entire situation. This didn’t feel like that, this felt like it did back home, and she didn’t have her typical magic to help nullify it. Additionally she had entered into a relationship with Flash. It was something the both of them wanted, and she found him to be a capable and sweet stallion. The fact that he mostly lived on Sunset’s side of things didn’t matter.

But now she was considering what it would be like to have both of these human stallions inside of her at the same time. To feel them filling her so full, to ram inside her both at once, maybe on both ends, and she had to shake her head and clear her mind of the thought. It was obvious that they were both spoken for, and specifically one was Sunset’s special somehuman. She didn’t want to split them apart. She looked to her counterpart, and she saw that she was obviously doing what she could not to directly look at them either. The burning sensation had to be worse for her, for all of her human friends, because they had never really experienced anything like this.

A quick glance toward Starlight and she noticed that her former student had her eyes closed. Mental exercises had been something that Starlight had used over and over again when dealing with issues. Actually it was thanks to Sunburst that she had begun to use them. The idea was simple enough. It began with a simple shape, in this instance it was a circle. She than began to build up on it. The circle gained two ovals, a small extended triangle lying on its side, slightly tilted toward the right, inside of the triangle were a few squares, rectangles, ovals, and within seconds the image had become Sunburst.

Seeing him in her mind’s eye did nothing to calm the building need she had. Ever since refinding one another they had started dating, and specifically that dating had ended up with Trixie being added to it. Because her Best Friend couldn’t stand to be left out of her relationship. A relationship that was building toward them attempting to have a foal. A relationship that as of last night she was biting a pillow as her favorite bookish geek was pounding away at her. Oh, she wanted that feeling again, of feeling Sunburst so deep inside of her, of crying out in glorious release for him.

Opening her eyes she saw the two human stallions and she began to question if Sunburst and Trixie would hate her if she sampled. She quickly caught herself. That wasn’t something that a good friend did. It certainly wasn’t something that a good friend even considered. She looked toward the other girls and she could see how it was affecting all of them. Rarity looked as if she had a slight blush to her features. Pinkie looked almost unaffected, or did until she stopped to look a little too long at both of the boys. Applejack seemed to be attempting to find something to work on, obviously she turned toward work to take her mind off of it.

Rainbow Dash looked as if she was caught between undressing and mounting somebody, and just moving all over the place. Fluttershy seemed to be rocking back and forth, gently talking to herself, and from what she could understand apparently attempting to convince herself that everything would be okay. That left their Twilight who was currently going through every element on their periodic table. There was little doubt in her mind that she was attempting to distract herself from the burning need she felt. Slowly eyes fell toward Sunset, and the obvious questions began to form.

“How did you manage to not feel this?”

Sunset heard the words and looked at the Twilight that asked. She breathed in, and shrugged her shoulders.

“Making friends helps, some, but what really helped was when I realized what I felt toward Ian,” she said honestly, “Erma explained it to me, and she made me realize that what was going on was that there are three different types of magic that have interacted with me when I came here, and they formed a sort of geas.”

Both Starlight and Twilight looked worried, “This geas, how powerful is it?” Twilight asked, sounding worried, “What kind of time limit are we under?”

Sunset shook her head, “Honestly, I’m not sure. I know that making friends helped ease part of it, which means that Harmony magic is part of it, but the other parts, I don’t know for certain, but I can guess that they have to be dealt with. Discovering what I felt for Ian, and acting on it, has balanced me out though.”

Ian’s eyes widened, “The doll!” he exclaimed while he face palmed, “Oh my God I can’t believe that I didn’t realize it before! It’s the doll!”

Everyone’e eyes turned toward him, “Okay, sorry, but when I brought Sunset here it was an accident. I was attempting to summon a Djinn and put it into a faux body. The body I used was a speciality doll.”

Sunset smiled, then giggled, and finally she guffawed loudly while holding her stomach and bending over double.

“The magic interacted with the doll,” she said with tears streaming down her face from the laughter, “It created lust magic didn’t it?”

Leeann rubbed her forehead, “Do you mean since I copied your ritual completely that’s why they’re feeling the way they are?”

Ian nodded, “Exactly,” he said, “One of the types of magic is a powerful lust spell, but lust can be directed to love, and that seems to settle it.”

Most of them noticed that despite getting the words out Sunset was still laughing, and had went to the ground, on her back kicking her legs into the air while she laughed.

“Sorry,” she said after a few more minutes of laughter, “It just struck me as funny because it means that you girls are in the same boat I was in.”

Rainbow Dash looked worried, “So, ummm, we’ve got to find someone to be with?”

Sunset shrugged, “I mean it worked for me, and I suppose it would work for you too, but you’ve to understand that the longer you fight this the stronger it gets. For all of us that’s dangerous. Because I can still use my magic to read minds, and I don’t have my geode.”

Applejack’s eyes widened, “Woah Nelly, Ah get what she means. It could be mighty dangerous if’n we got our powers, and suddenly we couldn’t help but corner some poor fella.”

After a moment Sunset nodded, “That could be a problem, but since we know what caused the transfer, couldn’t we reverse it?” she asked sounding hopeful, “I mean doesn’t it stand to reason that we could reverse what happened, send us back?”

Princess Twilight shook her head, “No, we would need the items set up at Sunset’s house for that, but we might be able to create a stable doorway back,” she said in confidence, “Thanks to the mirror portal back at the Castle of Friendship I know the exact frequency of where we came from. I just have to create a stable spell matrix that will allow me to weave that frequency around this world’s frequency thus creating a world gate that will allow travel to and from.”

Starlight looked at her, “Are you planning on using Cell Shades’ stabilization spell in order to keep it open?”

Twilight nodded, “I don’t see why not. Although it’s going to take a while to create it accurately.”

She grinned, “Of course if we went to the library I might be able to research this world’s frequency and any teleportation or portal spells that they’ve already created.”

The hint was obvious, and in a few moments they found themselves heading toward the library itself. The decision was to stick as close together as possible, or at least it was until they lost track of Rainbow. Instantly everyone began to split up, searching for their athletic friend, and none of them realized that in a sort of desperation move she decided to try and run to get it out of her system. She had decided to run because when she was standing still and closed her eyes her mind created an image of her friends, wearing strapons, and each of them running a train on her. She shook her head, tried to focus on something else, but Sunset had filled them in on the magic that brought them here.

She hated it. She loved magic, magic was awesome! It let her fly, gave her the ability to break the sound barrier, and hell it allowed her to be a superhero! But right now it was making her want to find a guy, fish out his cock, suck it, drop her pants, and then get the greatest dicking of her life. Did she like guys? Sure, and if she was honest she dug girls too. She was a little more bent toward dick than vagina though. There's just some things that felt better to her.

She needed to exercise, get it out of her head, that's what she did when things were bothering her, so she went jogging. Not the full out high speed run she knew she could do, but just a light jog. As she did she noticed the small things around her. The people, the men, the women, and then she heard the single most awesome sound of her young life. She turned toward the sound, and jogged toward it. Getting close she saw what looked like the mother of all muscle cars.

She got closer and saw the guy working on it.

"Wow, nice ride."

He looked up, saw her and gave a nod, "Thanks," he said sounding friendly, "Been working on her for about six years, and finally read to enter some competitions. Plus, I'm fairly sure that I worked out the speed problem."

She studied him, "Speed problem?"

He nodded, "Yeah, most tires at around two hundred miles per hour start overheating and then explode, so I eliminated the air inside, made it a semi solid tire, and if everything was correct this puppy should hit about two hundred and fifty miles per hour. Maybe more, but I don't want to risk throwing a rod."

She neared him, "Wow, so just a regular engine?"

He smiled, "Well, not exactly. I used a time dilation rune to make the fuel break down a little more. So it runs hotter. Say, want to go for a ride?"

She smiled, "Ummm... Sure," she said before she stuck out her hand, "I'm Rainbow."

He looked at her hair, "Cool, I'm afraid that I'm just Steve. Nice to meet you Rainbow."

Suddenly the feeling and need she’d felt so strongly a few moments ago wasn’t so present. She climbed into the muscle car with Steve, listening to the purr of the engine, and a moment later it was taking off. She felt the power behind the car as it sped down the backroads. And despite the fact that if she wanted she could run faster, far faster, it was still a testament to his knowledge and skill. She felt the sharp turns, the hairpin corners, and finally they came to a stop almost where the house they had been inside of a few moments ago was.

She smiled, opened the door, and grinned, “We’ve got to do that again,” she sticking out her hand, “I mean, if you want.”

He grinned, “Sounds like a plan. I’ve got a few more things to do to it, so maybe after your classes you can drop by, and if you’re interested I’ll let you help me put the finishing touches on her.”

She nodded, “It’s a date, err, well, you know what I mean.”

He grinned, “Sure do Rainbow,” he said with a friendly smile, “See you tomorrow.”

“Rainbow, where did you disappear off to?”

She turned and looked at Rarity, “Ummm, just went for a run and made a friend, that’s all.”

Rarity shook her head, “Very well, although we need to get over to the library. Both Twilights have already went with Sunset and her boyfriend,” Rarity said with a smile, “I must say it is rather refreshing to see Sunset acting like such a smitten kitten.”

“Y… yeah, I’m sure it’s a hoot.”

Rarity looked at her, “Oh, oh my, you’re not feeling attracted to him as well are you?”

Rainbow shook her head, “Naw, but I met someone, and he’s interesting. I’m wondering if I have time to see where this goes.”

Rarity smiled, “I’m sure you do.”

Wants, Needs, and Desires

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 9: Wants, Needs, and Desires

The library had entire sections that seemed to completely disregard physics. It was the only way that Twilight could explain it. Her pony counterpart, an actual princess, was attempting to explain how it used some spell matrix to create nearly infinite space in a finite area. The mere idea made her head hurt. That was for Roleplaying board games, questionable Science Fiction, and apparently the pony world.

Of course her pony counterpart felt at home here. In truth she was struggling with everything. Sure, she got used to having magic, and being able to levitate things, but that had some foundation in the real world. There were studies done on people with extraordinary abilities. Men and women that could rip thoughts from a person’s head, people with the ability to lift, bend, and throw things with their minds.

Those powers had some corresponding alternative in their world. There was some science to back it up, but adding space where space couldn’t be added didn’t have any science to back it up. It had a British Actor flying through space in a blue phone booth and some mystical bag that could contain a nearly infinite number of items from a table top Role Playing Game. Neither had the backing or blessing of any scientific mind back home!

It wasn’t that it couldn’t be useful. After all, they could use something like this to make enough housing for all of the homeless population across the world with ease. Displaced families could live in an economically efficient apartment that was contained in a building the size of a corner convenience store. The practical applications were limitless, but it didn’t change the fact that it was insane!

She shook her head, trying to understand how the Haycart theory was mixed together with the inverted spacial theory presented by Starswirl the Bearded before his disappearance. She sighed, and at least resided herself to the fact that this was ultimately doing its job of keeping her from wanting to find a restroom, get in a stall, and rub one out. Or it was until she thought that. Suddenly the unabashed need hit her, and she looked around. She felt hot all over, and after a few seconds she spotted a restroom.

She excused herself, walked toward the restroom, and of course she expected it to be a simple affair. She expected to see a similar restroom that was in Canterlot High, or if it was higher end then one like in Crystal Prep Academy. This restroom made Crystal Prep’s restrooms look like a pathetic, quickly slapped together, and there for functionality imitations. Following the rest of the Library, because why not, the room was far bigger than what could be expected. In truth it shouldn’t have been more than about a fourteen by eight room.

At least how she saw the placement of the other door gave her the estimate of about eight foot across and about fourteen foot back there was a staircase that spiraled up to the sixth floor, a miraculous feat considering the building was only a three story building from the outside, and there wasn’t room beyond that. Instead she was looking at a room that was, from what she could see, about thirty feet across and maybe a hundred and fifty to two hundred foot deep. There was a marble fountain in the center, a section for showers, various stalls, no less than fifteen sinks, and a small campus wide laundry drop point.

She felt the urge, and no longer able to contain herself she moved toward a stall. She entered it, and let the sweatpants she was borrowing hit the floor. Soon her fingers found what was desperately needing to be touched, and she began to coax the much needed stress relief. Her eyes closed, and she thought of Timber Spruce. His strong arms and hands, the way he smelled like the forest after a rain, and his love of geology and forestry.

“Oh Timber,” she moaned softly, “Oh, just fuck me please.”

She felt herself clench down on her fingers, the release needed found, and she felt the moisture on her hands. She realized that she had done something that she never had done before. She had a full female ejaculation. It had practically soaked her hands, part of her sweatpants, and she would need to go back outside. Her eyes widened in fear. Everyone would know that she was in here and she had been relieving some tension.

She frantically tried to consider what to do, where to go, what could be done, and as she tried to figure it out the door opened. She froze in place, listening to the sounds of someone stepping just outside, and she knew that they could likely smell the fact that she had orgasmed. What was there that she could say or do to make it better. A moment later there was a knock on the door, and she heard a voice she was actually glad to hear.

“Twilight, want to talk about it?”

She opened the stall door, after pulling up her borrowed sweatpants, to see Sunset Shimmer standing there. She had a small bag with her. She stepped out, feeling completely mortified, or did until Sunset led her over toward the showers. She then opened the bag, and apparently following the same rules as the rest of the library, pulled out a towel, mane and tail shampoo, some body wash, and a pair of track pants, a t-shirt, and a hoodie all with the University’s logo on them.

She breathed out a sigh of relief, looked at the showers, and walked toward them. Sunset placed everything on a bench just outside of the showers, and stood back as her friend got undressed. When she appeared Sunset had noticed her hips and breasts had gotten a little bigger. It wasn’t outlandish or anything, but she had certainly gone up a cup size. From what she had seen most of her friends were still pretty much where they had been. She watched as the shower started, the sound of the old pipes rattling could be heard, and then she saw the steam rising as Twilight stepped into the shower and began to shower.

Sunset understood all too well what was happening to her friend. And she also understood what it meant to have someone listen. She waited, knowing that Twilight would want to talk about it, knowing that her friend would need to discuss it, and moments later Twilight ended her shower, dried off, and then grabbed the clothes. She was thankful to find that Sunset had also included a new pair of panties, also with the University’s logo on them, and a sport’s bra. She slipped on the underwear first, then the shirt, track pants, and finally the hoodie.

“I don’t understand any of this,” she admitted, “I really don’t. I mean I get horny, everyone does, but this wasn’t just horny. I wanted Timber Spruce here, I needed him here, and I wanted him to completely wreck me in that stall.”

Sunset nodded, but she listened as she realized this was her friend getting ready to go epic on the Twilight rant scale.

“And this library! It’s amazing, but you can’t fit more room into a finite amount of space! It’s not possible! It’s crazy! Magic is crazy!”

She saw her breathing hard, “I know it’s hard to understand, but that’s because the magic back home is different. It’s not just Equestrian magic, there is some background magic there, but it’s mostly dormant. I think that I woke it up when I brought the crown over,” she said softly, “But it doesn’t change that there is magic there. Twilight, this world, this school, is so amazing. If you want to learn about magic this is the place, but I also know what you’re going through right now. We need to get the gateway open so that you can get home. So we all can get home, and then we’ll worry about everything else later.”

Twilight looked at her, “You’re going to come back?” she asked sounding hopeful, “I mean really coming back?”

Sunset nodded, “Sure, I’m coming back, but then I’m also going to be coming back over here. I love this school, and Ian, and while I want to show him around Canterlot City, I’ve made a home here.”

Twilight giggled, “He’s kind of a geek you know.”

She smiled, “Oh, I know, and I’m fine with it. To be honest I found that he’s actually got a lot in common with you and Princess Twilight. Oh, he’s his own person, he geeks out the same way about things the way both of you do.”

Twilight grinned at her, “Oh?” she asked jokingly, “So, were you holding out some longing or something?”

Seeing Twilight’s smile Sunset shook her head, “Not exactly,” she said as she watched her friend finish getting dressed, “Don’t get me wrong. I think that you and Princess Twilight are pretty, beautiful even, but I really don’t think of either of you like that. Maybe I had a few fantasies a very long time ago, but I let them go. And honestly what I found was real and not a fantasy.”

Twilight smiled as she finished getting her shoes back on, “So, to clarify you’re bisexual?”

Sunset rolled her eyes, “More or less, but practically everyone from the pony side is. The number of stallions to mares more or less makes it mandatory for everyone to be a little bisexual.”

Twilight looked at her, “I did notice a lot more girls than boys when we went through,” she admitted, “But I didn’t realize that it was a big enough difference that it would encourage a more fluid sexuality.”

Sunset shrugged, “Well, imagine having somewhere between ten to fifteen girls to a single boy. It’s not so bad in the more rural areas, but that’s a fairly consistent number,” she said thinking of before she went through the mirror, “And now imagine trying to date someone only to know that he’s literally got the chance to pick anyone he wants. It’d be like you trying to compete against nine other girls for Timber Spruce.”

Twilight looked at her, “What about when we’re dating?”

Sunset sighed, “It’d still be a competition. Most mares believe that until there is an enforceable marriage contract, or other evidence of marriage, that he’s in play. They will do all kinds of things to attract him away, and if they can’t they might talk about herding.”

Twilight looked at her, “So, ponies are naturally polyamorous?”

Sunset nodded, “In bigger cities, sure, and even in some smaller rural places as well. Monogamous relationships weren’t really a thing until about fifty or sixty years ago, and that’s because Princess Celestia had to make them a thing,” she said shaking her head, “It’s not talked about, but some mares went way too far to get a stallion. Like mind magic kind of too far.”

Twilight shook a little, “Glad that I live in the human world then,” she admitted before she looked at the ground, “You’re used to what we’re going through, huh?”

She nodded, “I am,” she admitted while feeling a little embarrassed, “I really am used to it, but that doesn’t make it easier. What you did will help buy you time, but that’s why we need to get you back. Also, I’d suggest that you make the first move with Timber. Most guys seem to respond pretty well to that.”

Twilight grinned and followed her out of the restroom. It felt good to talk, and it felt amazing to get a few things off of her chest. Sunset did have a point about this being an incredible opportunity to study magic, but getting back home was her first priority. But once they were home, if they could keep the gate open she would be fine with attending college here. The idea certainly had merit, and after all the university apparently also covered technology. She smiled as they neared the huge stack of books that her counterpart had found.

“Twilight?!” Rainbow shouted from across the room, “You in here?!”

Besides a loud shush both Twilights answered in the affirmative. They looked at each other and both of them realized the same thing. They would need to find another way to reference themselves. The cute nicknames were certainly out. For one, Princess was a term that Flash used with her, and he ummm, did that when they were doing things. She certainly didn’t want her friends using that word and get her to thinking about Flash, his arms, his smile, the way he looked so good as a stallion in her world, the way he tasted when they kissed or when she had sucked his.. She stopped the line of thought there.

“We’re really going to need to figure out something to call each other,” her counterpart said with a slightly frustrated sigh, “Otherwise this is going to drive us insane.”

She nodded, “Well, actually there is something that mom used to call me, back when I was really small. She still calls me it from time to time, and I wouldn’t mind going by that now, I guess.”

“What did she call ya sugarcube?”

“She’d call me her little Flicker,” she said smiling, “It always made me feel better when she would call me that.”

She looked at her human counterpart and saw the smile, “Yeah, mom called me that too,” she said with a soft smile, “But I’ve got another suggestion. Shining Armor used to call me Twily sometimes Twibright. I don’t mind going by either of those.”

“Ooo, ooo! What if we call you Twibright and Twilight! That way we can say that you’re twins, and your parents were really only expecting one girl, and that’d be true because your moms are different people, and they only had one girl, but since you’re both you you’re technically twins too, so it’d be perfect!”

Both of them looked at Pinkie for a moment. It was obvious that the slightly hyperactive girl had a point, but somehow she had managed to get all of that out at once.

Erma nodded, “It won’t be a problem. I can make the IDs, get your information into the school’s network, and you should be set to go after that,” she said with a grin, “But the name Twilight isn’t really common here. It’ll work, and it can be explained away by your parents being exhippies, but would you rather have more common names?”

They both shook their heads, “No thank you,” Twilight said, “I’d rather remain my own name. It makes remembering it easier.”

A Botched Spell on two Ends

Sunset Shimmer is a Sex Doll

Chapter 1: A botched Spell on Two Ends

There was no pressing business, no need to get the girls, put on their crystals and fight a monster, but instead it was time to study. Sunset looked at her modest apartment. It was certainly an improvement over that abandoned house she was squatting in when she first came through the portal. Figuring out how this world worked hadn’t been hard, but finding a job that she could do, learn quickly, and get paid enough to support herself had been a problem.

At the time she didn’t have any magic, and so she had to do everything practically the Earth Pony way. Or at least the Earth Pony way if Earth Ponies had hands, stood on their hind legs, and… Okay, she was stuck doing everything by hand. That lead her to Short Stack’s Pancake house. Short Stack was pretty nice, hired her on as a waitress, trained her as a cook, and now she was his second, and the money she pulled down was enough to let her get this apartment, have a few really nice amenities, and even let her get the materials she needed to study the magic in this world.

“Hmmm,” she hummed as she looked at larger version of the detector Twilight had used to find magic at Canterlot High.

She grabbed a tape recorder, “It appears that Twilight’s detector didn’t just work on Equestrian Magic. Which is odd since I had believed originally that was the only type of magic here,” she looked at the detector again, “Instead I believe that the magic present, the Equestrian Magic present, was detected because it was working. Since going to Camp Everfree, finding these gems, a few quirks have been happening that line up with ancient legends and old fairy tales about magic here on Earth.”

She walked toward a wall, “Strange creatures not of Equestrian origin, magical fields that feel off, all of these things point to a magic that was dormant but has awoken. I believe that the magic of this planet is waking up, and I’m uncertain of how it’s going to affect our magic. Which is the reason for these controlled experiments. I have a fragment of Adagio’s pendant, which still has some residual Equestrian magic, and I’ve collected a sample of the water from Camp Everfree that was producing a magical field.”

She walked toward the small beaker full of the water from Camp Everfree, “With any luck I should see see some kind of magical connectivity between the two. Since this is the first test there will be no direct exposure, but rather I will merely mount the pendant piece just outside of the beaker in order to see if there is an effect.”

Sunset placed the pendent piece into the handmade holder she had created, moved it closer, and almost immediately she began to see a reaction. Arcs of blue and red electricity began to move between the two items, and then she felt something else, almost as if there was a third force that began feeding the two items even more magic. She reached toward the stand, determined to pull it away, but instead a massive blue orb appeared. She felt it wrap around her. Sunset had experienced all kinds of teleporation. The portal between Earth and Equestria, the normal everyday teleportation that a well versed enough Unicorn could do, but this was different.

The energy from the orb danced across her skin, making it tingle, and to her surprise filling her with an almost estrus driven desire. She fought against it, and while the light of the orb made it almost blinding she could feel that her clothes had simply deteriorated away into nothing. She saw the light dimming, and then there was almost total blackness. She groaned, lifted her head for a moment, and then passed out.

*****Alternate Earth 08021985 - Ian Donnelly’s home - Living Room*****

“Ian, you’re shitting me with this right?”

Ian looked toward his gangly friend. Max and himself had been geeks in junior high, geeks, bitch bait, and more often than not the receivers of multiple ass beatings from the various members of more athletically inclined who happened to have an IQ of four. Now in college things weren’t any better. Sure, they were doing well in their classes, but for all rights and purposes they might as well be back in high school.

Max watched as Ian finished drawing the casting circle, brought out a form that was a little shorter than himself, and laid it in the middle.

“Ian, seriously, okay sure, magic is real, but what you’re proposing is stupid. There’s no way this will work!”

Ian turned toward him, “Max, everything I’ve read says this should work. Sure, it’s a new spell, but all I’m doing is combining a conjuring spell with linking spell. It’s not that big of a deal.”

Max walked toward his friend, and noticed the little things. His computer was set up, tons of images and information was already fed into it. And now, now, his friend had something covered with a sheet that easily was the size of a girl. Not only that, but it was stiff as a board. He didn’t want to ask, and to be honest he was considering leaving when his friend finished and opened a box.

“Ian, what the hell are those?”

Ian took out a lacy bra, strapped it to his head, and handed one to Max.

“Oh, you’ve gotta be shitting me.”

Ian rolled his eyes, “It’s ceremonial, and we both have to do it. So, bite the bullet and put it on.”

Max groaned, pulled the bra over his head, strapped it in place, and then looked at his friend.

“Seriously, you’re a ceremony and combining it with a John Hughes film. This is fucked up.”

Ian shook his head, “It’s going to work. Besides, I’m the one that’s going to look like a moron if it doesn’t so what do you care?”

Max watched his friend. Ian was wearing his lab coat, his burned blue jeans, an old Batman t-shirt, and a pair of loafers that made him look more like a dork than anything else. Add in Ian’s young Einstein hair style, his nervousness around girls, and his basic social awkwardness it was more than enough to justify why he had so much faith in this.

He had faith in it because it was all that he had. Max knew that he wasn’t much better. A Captain America t-shirt, pair of khaki pants his mom had bought for him for Christmas, and a pair of knock off Converse Allstar’s was on his feet. Add in that he didn’t really look black, or white, just sort of a light mix of the two didn’t help matters. It was one of the great things about Ian though. Ian didn’t care.

He didn’t care that his parents didn’t have the same ethnic background, and he didn’t care that Max was a combination of the two of them. All he cared about was that Max was his friend. For that reason, if nothing else, Max knew that he’d end up doing whatever attempt Ian wanted to in order to make things work. He watched as Ian got ready, and then he hit enter on his keyboard.

Ian had been going on, and on, and on about being something called a Technomage before. It took Max a while to figure out that Technomagic meant that Ian, apparently, had a magical connection with technology. If this worked then it meant that he really was a Technomage, and that meant that his friend most likely would know where his path was heading. He heard something, at first was it was nothing, but then the air began to fill with weird blue and red electrical arcs.

Next he noticed that the arcs were striking all around the lump Ian had on the floor, and then a massive blue orb appeared. When it did it covered the lump, and that’s the moment that all hell began to let loose. Alarms began to go off all over campus, cars started and began to drive themselves, lights flickered, a girl that had been studying in her room suddenly found herself standing stark naked outside.

Max watched as the weirdness happened in the very room they were in, right up until the orb disappeared. A part of the lump raised up, there was a sound of a soft groan, and then it fell back down. Ian ran forward, throwing the sheet off, and there was a fair skinned doll. She was maybe five foot tall, at the most, her hair was almost cooked bacon colored, and she was dressed in a pair of gym shorts and a half top t that barely covered the swell of her breasts.

“Dude… there’s a high end sex doll here.”

Ian looked at him, “I know. For the last eight months the campus bookstore has been making minor donations toward this. I could tap it all at once, so I had to do a little here, a little there, and finally I had enough.”

“That’s a sex doll.”

Ian nodded, “Yes, it was.”

Max walked toward him and looked at Ian, “what do you mean it was?”

Ian grabbed his friend’s hand and put it where the heart would be, and to his surprise the skin felt real, the flesh felt real, and the heartbeat was real. Max jumped back.

“What… What the fuck?!”

Ian grinned, “She’s alive, ALIVE!”

“Seriously dude, this is freaking me the fuck out!”

Ian shook his head, and then looked at the girl. He’d managed to do it. He managed to summon a Djinn and trap her in a physical form. He looked at the circle and noticed something he didn’t notice before. The runes he used had been a mixture of from the two spells, but there was a single rune that was out of place. In truth the spell should have screwed up, and at the very least he should have destroyed his computer, the doll, or even killed himself and Max.

Instead the two of them were fine, she was obviously more or less alive, and the only other explanation was that the weird stuff that happened while the spell was happening. Still, that wouldn’t explain why it didn’t do more. Even if it affected everything outside he didn’t think that would have syphoned enough of the magic to keep it from being potentially fatal. That just left the option that magic from another source.

And that couldn’t be right. The Djinn had power, amazing powers, powers so great and vast that they could easily be confused with magic, and in some ways they were magical, but if a Djinn’s magic tried to aline with this then it wouldn’t be a little weirdness. Ian had read enough about them to know if that was the case most likely everyone on campus, if not the entire town, would be smoking husks. He was sure the Djinn wouldn’t have intended it, but everything he studied about them indicated that until they were actually in the moral realm they didn’t know how to judge their power.

He looked at the girl again. If she wasn’t a Djinn, then what was she? He reached down to pick her up since she had been light enough before, but unlike last time she was heavier. This was certainly a tale-tale sign that she wasn’t a Djinn. A Djinn might make the doll appear to be alive, and could certainly make it bleed, feel, and possibly even become pregnant and have a child, but a Djinn would most likely keep the body as light as before.

He looked at Max.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to freak you out, but would you mind helping me move her to the futon?”

Max walked over, helped Ian move her, and together they laid her on the unfolded futon. Ian grabbed a blanket, covered her up, and looked at the circle again.

“Well, you did it.”

He shook his head, “No. I didn’t do what I was intending to do.”

Max blinked and shook his head, “You turned a high quality sex doll into a real girl, an extremely hot real girl. I’d say that’s a win.”

Ian shook his head, “Again, not what I was intending. Not saying that it’s not cool, because it obviously is, but not what I was intending.”

“Ugh… could you guys keep it down… Tell Pinkie to take a chill pill.”

Ian looked at her, walked toward her, and touched her shoulder, “Miss?”

She blinked and looked at the boy in front of her. He looked like someone that was trying to dress between an young Starswirl the Bearded and Sparks the janitor. She looked toward his friend, and then she raised her arm.

“What in the name of Celestia?!”

She raised her other hand, “What’s wrong with me?!”

Ian quickly grabbed a hand, “You’re okay, you’re fine, Ummm… Although I have a feeling that you’re not in Kansas anymore.”

She looked at him. “Kansas?”

Max rolled his eyes, “Miss, do you know who you are?”

She nodded, “Of course, but where am I?”

Ian rubbed the back of his head, “Well, this is The Northeastern Institute of Technical and Magical studies. Ummm, we’re located in the northeastern part of Oklahoma, and you have no idea what in the living hell I’m talking about are you?”

She looked at him, “Magical Studies?”

He nodded, “Yeah. That’s not a problem is it?”

She shook her head, “No, not at all. At least that kind of explains things. Were you performing some kind of spell?”

He nodded and pointed toward the circle, but at that moment she happened to look at him closer.

“Are you wearing a bra on your head? Are you both wearing bras on your heads?!”

She giggled for a moment.

He pulled the bra from his head, and so did Max, “Sorry, it was ceremonial.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Uh huh. So you were performing a spell, I was checking the effects of two differing types of magic, we must have been doing it at the same time, and the fields just fed off of one another.”

Ian’s eyes brightened, “That would make sense! I was in a rush to get this done, and I screwed up on a Rune over there! I bet that when the fields touched, well the spells merged, became a single spell, and brought you here!”

She nodded, “But that doesn’t explain why I look like this and why…” she touched her breasts, “Wow…”

He looked at her, “Wow what?”

She grinned and bounced them a little in her hands. She then pushed them together, causing some wonderful underboob to pop out.

“You didn’t have breasts before?”

She rolled her eyes, “Of course I had them, but they weren’t really this big. I mean, these are nice, and jiggly.”

She felt the same energy that surrounded her touching her.

“Ummm… Do… Do you have a bathroom?”

He nodded, showed her where it was, and before he could say a word she was inside. Sunset closed the door, pulled down her gym shorts, and looked at the mirror. She looked perfect, too perfect, but right now that didn’t matter. She leaned forward, put a hand on the mirror, and snaked her right hand downward.

Author's Note

(AN: Hello! So, here we are again. I couldn't help it, I was inspired to do this. This is going to be something fun, erotic, and maybe with a sense of adventure! So, buckle up! Here we go!)