Discord, the representation of chaos, spun around laying on top his puffy pink cloud as it rained down chocolate above me. He kept riding around on his bicycle and honking funny chaotic sounds from its horns, attempting to make me laugh.

He offered me some pink, fluffy cotton candy, which reminded myself of my best friend, Pinkie Pie. I thought that she would love it, but remembered how much of a short tempered jerk she turned out to be. I then declined on his offer.

"Oh what's the issue? Everything is perfect, and I bet your friends are just loving it," Discord taunted, now upon my now greyed back.

"They aren't my friends anymore. I said it myself, 'With friends like you, who needs... Enemies...'" I felt my whole body darken as far as it could, and I could bet that I was a dark grey and black blob by now.

Discord finally allowed my darkened state to trot past, but I could hear him cheering and jumping on his mismatched legs.

I decided to just ignore him and head back to my tree house, where I could just go pack my items and head to Canterlot. However, before I could walk in, the chaos being from before stopped me.

"Hold on, dear Twilight. I have something special for you." Discord levitated me in his hold of chaotic magic, dragging me against my will to his throne.

I grunted as he dragged me through the air, for I was never one for flying. The wind was slapping my mane against my cheeks, the fact that I was completely off the ground, and the fear of falling from the sky made my me tremble. Discord didn't seem to care, though. The draconequus was too busy on pondering his next plan, I presumed.

Only when he sat down did he put me down - by allowing myself to drop about five feet. I rubbed my now bruising head as I glanced at Discord through gritted teeth.

"What do you want? Can't you just allow me to live without friends in Canterlot?" I questioned grumpily.

"Oh no, dear Twilight. But I can make you happy," the draconequus replied, a smirk forming upon his lips.

I stopped to ponder what he said for a moment like I always do when I felt the most wonderful and intriguing feeling in my entire short life.

I couldn't help but stop and consider it deeply. I was still while the pleasure filled feeling kept going. I felt a drop of drool fall down from my lips. I was pulled out of my trancelike state a bit when the drool began seeping down my chin.

Finally gathering enough strength, I managed to glanced down at where the pleasure was. What I saw made me gasp.

Something wasn't right. As slow as possible, a light pink was covering my legs, only now just covering my hooves. The end of my tail was curling and becoming a lighter shade of purple with whites streaks.

Discord's mocking chuckle got me to stop staring agap at my hooves, changing my stare to focus on him. "What did you do!?" I exclaimed.

"Hush, you Screwball. Be a good obedient slut and shut up and allow my pleasure magic," Discord commanded.

I have no idea why, but before I could object, I felt my muzzle snap shut and my brain stopped working. The only thing I could think was the same thought over and over again.

'Be a good obedient slut and only talk when your master tells you to, Screwball. He is in charge. You are only here to serve your master.'

'Be a good obedient slut and only talk when your master tells you to, Screwball. He is in charge. You are only here to serve your master.'

'Be a good obedient slut and only talk when your master tells you to, Screwball. He is in charge. You are only here to serve your master.'

It kept playing in my mind, forcing deeper in my mind. Soon the only thing I could think of was being a obedient slut and shut up.

The only thing I could hear was Discord, my master begin to speak. "Screwball, you are my pony. I own you. I have stopped your transformation into my slave for now, because you are going to watch it. Twilight Sparkle is no more, and you shall address me as 'My Master'. Got it?"

"I am your pony and you own me. I will watch my transformation into your slave once you continue it. I am no longer Twilight Sparkle, am I am now Screwball, my master." I repeated obediently.

My master nodded and with a flick of his fingers I felt the sexual pleasure once more. Just as he told me, my head was forced down and I watched carefully as my features disappeared.

I watched as the transition of my legs change from lavender to pink. My tail curled out even more and lightened. The pink fur surrounded my heart, leaving a hole of lavender for now.

Having covering most of my body, the magic continued to press forward thought my face. My mane shortened, clips of hair falling out and disintegrated.

I groaned when my eyes began to rearrange themselves, my pupils disappearing and giving me a frightening look. Swirls filled the purple that was lightening, making me look just plan old creepy.

My mane finally made it to the correct size and began to recolor. Dark purplish blue transitioned to a lighter purple, my streaks of pink and purple replaced with white.

The last change was my horn disappearing. It was the most painful thing ever. But I did it for my master. He was the only thing that mattered.

I felt my magic fly out of the disappearing horn, flowing into my brain and hooves. Discord made a mirror appear now that the transformation was done.

"How did that feel, slut?" he asked me.

"Wonderful, my master," I replied monotoned. My master smiled, making me smile.

"Obedience is Magic, slut. Awaken and allow me to control you," he said. As soon as he did, I lost control of my body, it slumping to the ground.

"Great, now for the mind controlling. Listen carefully, slut. You have no freewill. Nothing is important besides me. You will think chaotically, and always carries out my orders, no matter who it is hurting. I am your master, and you have no control. When people ask what your name is, you say you are Obedient Slut, or Screwball."

I repeated it all with no hesitation, him being the only important thing. Once he snapped his fingers chaotic thoughts began to flow inside me, and I accepted all of them.

The last remaining tuft of lavender fur began to melt away, pink filling the whole. I began to loose my own thought, only thought of my master remained.

Twilight Sparkle, a once proud unicorn of Equestria, was now Obedient Slut, or Screwball, an earth pony chaotic figure of Discord.

And she accepted it all.

Author's Note

I have no regrets.

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