Spike made his way slowly towards the top of the stairs, delicately balancing two full plates precariously on each of his hands. Two stacks of warm icing-covered rolls were piled on top of them and almost instantly they filled the entire study with a truly delectable aroma.

Thankfully, one of the cookbooks in the kitchen had listed a recipe and luckily they already owned all the required ingredients needed. Based purely on the look and smell, Spike felt pretty proud of how they turned out. Hopefully Twilight would be to.

He was about to call out for the mare in question when she suddenly appeared at the top of the steps in a flash of purple light, very nearly causing him to fumble the plates. She'd only just recently mastered the basics of teleportation and had been practicing the spell pretty frequently throughout her daily routine. He was honestly pretty proud of her, even if she did scare the scales off of him with it from time to time.

It was already pretty rare for a unicorn her age to be able to perform such complicated spells as they tended to be far too difficult for anypony who wasn't already experienced with the delicate intricacies of advanced magic. That kind of stuff typically took years to master. Though, that was kinda just how Twilight rolled. He doubted there was a single spell she couldn't pull off if she really put her mind to it.

"Yes! I'm starving!" Twilight gasped, snatching up one of the plates with her magic and floating it back towards her reading chair.

Skipping along after the floating plate, she never let it leave her field of vision for more than a moment. With a content sigh, Spike finally climbed to the top of the stairs and walked over to one of the many desks Twilight had set up around the study. Sitting down and taking a roll from his own plate, he chomped down on the sugary delicacy.

Whether it be for making schedules or just taking down notes, every desk in this expansive room had its own individual purpose. From the looks of it, the one Twilight had been 'relaxing' in this morning had already been cleaned up.

"Mmmm, these are absolutely amazing Spike! I don't know how you do it!" The mare exclaimed from her chair, having already devoured an entire roll in just a few seconds.

Spike stopped chewing to reply but paused as he watched Twilight slowly lick a sticky string of white icing, almost a little too passionately, off of one of her fingers. Then, practically inhaling the digit, she went all the way down to her knuckle, moaning as she massaged her finger between her lips.

'I'm gonna have to make these more often...' Spike thought, making a mental note for the future.

"Uh yeah, I'm just glad you're enjoying them so much... So, what did you say brought on this sudden cinnamon craving of yours?" He asked, only now finishing off his first roll as he waited for more icing to collect on Twilight’s fingers.

To his knowledge, Twilight had never even liked cinnamon very much and had never experienced any ravenous cravings for the stuff. Regardless, Spike was just glad she liked them. He only knew how to cook as well as he did because of how much time he'd spent with Princess Celestia growing up.

Before Twilight had even reached adulthood, whenever she needed to go to school or somewhere he couldn't follow, Celestia had always volunteered to babysit him up at the royal palace. As it turned out, she was a pretty awesome cook. Though it was probably safe to assume that a multi thousand-year-old princess like herself likely had plenty of time to perfect her craft.

'But boy could she make some of the most amazing pancake designs...'

"I'm not too sure where this craving came from really. It just kinda hit me this earlier this morning.” Twilight mumbled absentmindedly. “Actually... now that I think about it..."

She stopped chewing for a moment and just stared off into space before turning to look back at him. "Say, Spike, you didn't happen to hear anything strange this morning, did you?" She asked, putting down her plate for the first time so far.

'Uh-oh'

"Ah, nope, I don't think so. I was pretty much out like a light until almost an hour ago." Spike quickly answered, hastily shoving another large roll into his mouth. Twilight furrowed her brow for a moment before shrugging and turning to inhale another roll herself.

'Whew. I really do need to be more careful...'

Twilight was not one to let a mystery remain unsolved for long if she could help it. The last time one of her favorite mystery novels ended on an unexpected cliffhanger, she'd spent the entire following afternoon trying to deduce what would happen next. Then, when the next book in the series did come out, she had already predicted ending almost perfectly.

In record time, Twilight had cleared off the remainder of her plate but was apparently still a bit peckish. She asked him if there were any more rolls left in the kitchen, looking heartbroken when he told her that they didn't have the ingredients to make any more. In the end, Spike decided to give her the last few rolls from his own plate. He'd only eaten a couple of them, but he didn't mind giving the rest to her, so as long as it made her happy...

*Eurp!*

"Whew, wow, excuse me," Twilight sighed, softly patting her full stomach as she reclined back in her chair.

Looking up to check the time again, she saw that it was already 8:30, meaning, much to her dismay, that she would have to leave pretty soon.

'Well, at least I'll have that one weird book with me.' She thought, trying to stay optimistic.

Since discovering that title-less book amongst all the others from her new shipment, it'd really been itching at the back of her mind. Where had it come from? Was it even meant to be there in the first place? There was only one way to find out.

"Hey Spike, I'm gonna go ahead and get changed. The Princess is making me go out for a little while, but I hopefully won't be gone for too long." She called out with a frustrated sigh, rolling her shoulders as she got up from her chair.

"Alright Twilight, I'll just... stick around here I guess." He replied, frowning a little at her negative tone. "You know, I'm sure you probably think it's just a big waste of time, but I really think it's good for you to get out of the house every once and a while. If only for a little bit. Plus, I'm probably just gonna be sitting here the whole time, wrapping Moondancer's gifts while you're gone."

Twilight didn't immediately reply, stretching her arms and staring out the window.

"Oh! And Spike, make sure you wrap the other books that I'm getting her too. I left a few on top of my tertiary scheduling desk!" She quickly reminded him before making her way towards her bedroom.

Opposite of Spike's, her room stood right between two large bookcases. Slipping inside, she quickly closed the door behind herself, flicking on the lightswitch with her magic. Magic candle bulbs ignited, brightening the dimly lit room. It looked pretty similar to the rest of the study, at least in the sense that it was packed with a multitude of different bookcases and bookshelves. Though, the kinds of books she typically stored in here were often of a more... mature nature.

To the left of her purple bed sat a small dresser, alongside a full-body mirror that likely hadn't moved from that spot since they first moved in. There was also a small private bathroom connected on the right side of the room, though she rarely ever got that much use out of it aside from taking showers.

Walking up to her dresser, Twilight opened up a few drawers as she searched for something to wear. She'd never really been one to care all that much about the current fashion trends or styles and usually just wore whatever still fit. She was just about to grab something generic when one particular clothing bundle caught her eye near the bottom of a drawer.

Reaching down curiously, she slid out the older set of clothes from underneath a neat stack and held it out in front of her. Her face lit up as she suddenly recognized it.

'It's one of my old school uniforms!'

Nostalgic memories flooded her mind as she was brought back to her early days at Celestia's School. Contrary to last night's dream, she had enjoyed every waking moment of going there. Every big exam, the many multi-page research papers, and especially all of the late-night homework!

Without another moment of hesitation, Twilight snagged the rest of the set and spread it out on top of her bed. Taking one last glance back to make sure her that bedroom door was closed, she reached up and found the zipper for her pajamas. Sliding it down, she let the damp onesie fall to the floor in a heap around her ankles. Stepping out of them, now fully nude, Twilight took a moment to examine herself in the mirror.

While nothing on par with many of the popular models that lived in Canterlot, she was quite proud of her modest figure. Her two cutie marks stood out proudly on either side of her wide hips, a starburst that represented her talent for all things magic.

Her virgin marehood was tucked away between her thighs, with only a sliver of pink flesh showing from the front. Moving upward, two fairly large breasts lay exposed atop her chest. They were round and perky, with small light purple nipples adorning their peaks.

Based on a few measurements she'd performed recently, they seemed to have gotten a little bit bigger over the course of the last year or so and were now on the verge of becoming D-Cups. Reaching up, she groped the undersides of them, weighing each in her hands as her fingers dug into her pillowy mammaries.

'Geeze, I think they're getting a little heavier too. I really hope that this uniform still fits...'

It wouldn't help that it had been a number of years since she last tried the thing on. The uniform consisted of an indigo v-neck sweater, a reddish-purple formal suit jacket that went over top, as well as a matching short skirt, and a pair of formal dress shoes with knee-high socks. The last time she'd worn it had been her second year at Celestia's school. There was truly no telling how well it would fit now.

'Well, only one way to find out...'

Twilight's cheeks burned as she looked back at herself in the full-length mirror. Having finally managed to squeeze into the last parts of her uniform, the end result was... not quite as modest-looking as she'd first hoped.

For starters, her skirt appeared far shorter than she remembered. While the front at least managed to cover up her crotch, the backside only reached down to about two-thirds of her butt cheeks, leaving the last third easily visible if she were to bend over even a little. Both her cutie marks were also peeking out a little on either side. She'd be heavily relying on her tail to keep anypony behind her from seeing her panties if she went out like this.

Her sweater and jacket had at least faired a little bit better. The stretched sweater did feel kinda tight over her chest, squeezing her breasts together and generating a long line of cleavage that showed quite prominently through the open v-neck. She had hoped the button-up jacket might be able to cover the eye-drawing window, but no such luck. If anything, the jacket had been even harder to put on.

Only the first few buttons near the bottom still reached their partnering holes on the other side, leaving her bust bulging out over the highest button she'd been able to connect. She'd considered forcing them together with her magic, but that could easily end up snapping them if she weren't careful.

Just about the only part of the old uniform that still fit correctly was her old black dress shoes and socks that, while also a little tight in some areas, still fit reasonably well. A pair of blue and white striped panties hugged her bottom snuggly, the fabric digging down into her crack. They were one of her favorite brands as they were designed to hold up to just about anything, something that often came in handy during long days in the study.

All in all, Twilight was feeling pretty self-conscious about going out in public like this. She didn't usually wear things that were quite this... risque. At least, not in the public eye anyway. Still, as long as she kept her tail down, she hopefully wouldn't stand out too much.

Under normal circumstances, she likely wouldn't even risk wearing this in public, but there was just something about the idea of walking around in her old classic school uniform made her feel so nostalgic. If for only this once, she wanted to wear it one last time before they got put away for good.

Thankfully, she'd likely not have to deal with many other ponies today anyway. There was a secret hidden spot that she'd discovered in a nearby park a few years back that she often used for these little mandated outings. There, she could read her new book in peace and not worry have to worry about being disturbed...

Spike sat idly at one of Twilight's scheduling desks where he had started to wrap their gifts for Moondancer. But as he had been doing so, he began to contemplate his feelings for Twilight again. This morning's ' close encounter' had really gotten him thinking.

He'd always loved Twilight as if she were his real biological sister. Heck, sometimes even as his mother given that she had been the one to hatch and raise him for most of his life. But... then, of course, it had to get more complicated.

Back when he first started hitting puberty, a phase that eventually resulted in him developing his crush on his surrogate sister, he remembered hating it at first. He'd been certain that there must be something wrong with him to even think about her like that.

It was a feeling that only grew each time he caught himself staring at her ass or chest whenever she was around. He'd hoped that it was merely his raging teenage hormones getting the better of him and that it would pass with time. However, while his feelings did erode a little as the years went by, his attraction never fully disappeared.

Then, about half a year ago, it had returned with a fiery vengeance. He'd gone into Twilight's room to ask her about lunch, only to find the mare completely naked and reading on her bed. Somehow she’d been too invested to even notice him enter and he wordlessly scurried back out of her room before she could.

That little incident, while seemingly something every close sibling pair probably ended up doing by accident at one point or another, had rekindled something deep within him. Similar events to his little eavesdropping session earlier this morning started to happen more and more frequently as time went on, awakening the beast he’d struggled to suppress from its hibernation. And though it still felt wrong in some ways, he eventually came to accept and even embrace it.

Unfortunately, Spike wasn't sure Twilight would ever feel the same way. For as far back as he could remember, she had never once shown any kind of 'interest' in him in any romantic sense. She'd often do things around him that she'd never dream of doing in front of others, too. While she had yet to ever walk around naked in front of him, it was not uncommon for her to parade around the study in just her underwear, seemingly not caring that he might be looking...

"Hey Spike, I'm leaving now!" Twilight suddenly called out behind the daydreaming dragon, tearing Spike from his thoughts as he turned around to say goodbye.

"O-okay, well see you lat—"

Spike's words died in his throat as his brain ground to a complete halt. Frozen with his jaw dropped at the sight before him, he struggled to comprehend what his eyes were telling him.

'What in Equestria is she wearing?!'

He was used to seeing other mares walking around Canterlot, dressed in somewhat revealing outfits, but Twilight had never been counted among them. Yet here she was now, apparently about to go out into the world wearing what he could only describe as a teenage colt's wet dream.

From the fact that it was clearly one of her old school uniforms to the way that her body didn't seem content staying within its tight confines. Only after he was able to drag his eyes away from her protruding cleavage did he notice the curious look she was giving him.

"Spike? Is there something wrong?" She asked, looking genuinely concerned as she noticed his strained expression.

"Nope!" He practically shouted, her cute and innocent demeanor not helping him to cope as he quickly crossed his legs. To anypony else, it would have been obvious what he was trying to hide.

"Uhh... okay, I'll see you later then." She replied with a raised eyebrow before turning and making for the stairs. As she walked, her hips swayed side to side, giving him quick little glimpses of the tight panties that she was clearly trying to hide behind her tail.

'Oh boy...'

Twilight held her new mysterious book up against her chest as she walked towards one of her favorite reading spots, a small pond located within one of the bigger parks in the area. Most of the nature parks left in Canterlot were generally located in this kind of area, preserved ever since Canterlot had been founded atop the tall mountain under her feet.

Unlike most of the inner city areas that made up a majority of Canterlot proper, Twilight lived much closer to the royal palace itself. The area around the towering structure gave off a much more natural feel, with small dirt roads and pathways that connected everything together. Clutches of flourishing trees and other foliage dotted the wide-open landscape here and there and the rolling hills were covered with fields of healthy green grass. Unlike the rest of Canterlot, which oftentimes looked more like Manehattan without skyscrapers, only a few buildings like her own stood out.

Many nobles and big-name companies had protested the existence of these natural zones, but the princess had kept firm, preventing anything from happening to them even after all these years. As a result, the parks had become quite a popular destination for university field trips and traveling tourists.

Twilight glanced down at the cover of the book, letting it fall away from her protruding bust. The unicorn engraved on the cover seemed to stare right back at her, despite having no visible eyes to speak of. She was starting to worry that she might not have been meant to get this book at all. For all she knew, the princess could have mistakenly sent her some kind of private diary!

'...No, Princess Celestia, of all ponies, doesn't make silly mistakes like that. It's probably just a really important part of the upcoming surprise test! In fact, it could even be the test in and of itself!' She suddenly realized.

Regardless of its true purpose, a peaceful and quiet location to read it in would be paramount if she wanted to be able to retain every last detail of what was written inside...

Cresting the hill right before the park, Twilight felt her heart sink. There appeared that some kind of local event was going on there today. Groups of young ponies were wandering the outskirts, many of them wearing school uniforms not dissimilar to her own. Though, of course, none of the other mare's uniforms were quite as tight nor revealing as what Twilight had on. She would have to cross through part of the park to get where she wanted too. The last thing she needed was to be spotted and mistaken for one of their classmates.

Staying out of sight as much as possible, Twilight started making her way into the enclosed park from one of the lesser-used entrances. She was making good progress when suddenly a younger mare burst out from around a corner in front of her. But before Twilight had a chance to say anything, the clearly distressed unicorn quickly dodged around her, hands held tightly against her crotch as she looked around frantically before disappearing down another pathway.

Turning back around as the mare vanished, Twilight froze as a group of three teenage stallions rounded the corner right in front of her. They immediately started checking her out as they passed by, making no effort to hide their lechery ogling. No doubt they were a group of troublemakers from whatever class was visiting the park today.

Blushing furiously, Twilight hugged her book close to her chest and darted down another path. Hearing one of them whistle after her, she felt her face redden. After a few more tense minutes of searching, Twilight was relieved to finally start seeing some familiar scenery. Then, a few minutes later, she was eventually able to find the spot she had been hunting for.

It was a small grassy clearing with a large oak tree in the middle, isolated from the main path by a row of tall hedges that circled it. A calm little creek flowed through as well, providing a soothing ambiance that she'd come to love. The tall hedges provided ample shelter from any prying eyes that might disturb her reading.

'Perfect, now I can get down to business.' She thought, letting out a relieved breath. Those teenage colts from earlier had thankfully not tried to follow her, so her secret spot was still safe.

Holding her book aloft wit her magic, Twilight laid down on her stomach underneath the shade of the oak tree. The soft trickling sounds from creek rolling by were like music to her ears as she let her whole body relax.

*Pwwwwft*

A long but nearly silent whisp of gas was suddenly squeezed out from between the mare’s butt cheeks, likely pushed out from the pressure being applied to her stomach. The gas warmed the seat of her panties, making Twilight coo from the slight ease of tension it founded in her gut. With how tight this uniform was, combined with her big breakfast, she had been feeling a little bit bloated this morning.

Once settled in comfortably, Twilight flipped open her mysterious book to its first page and started reading.

'Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria...'

Almost thirty minutes into her reading, Twilight had become utterly entranced by the story in her new book. Unbeknownst to the mare, however, her body was becoming increasingly active ever since her little gas leak earlier. She paid no mind to the continued rumbling of her belly however, now far too invested in her reading to even notice that it was giving her warning signals. Meanwhile, her tail, which had been casually swishing side to side up until now, slowly rose up into the air as her body instinctively prepared for what was soon to follow.

*Pwwfrfrpt*

Another fart, this one noticably louder than the last, sputtered freely from her relaxed anus, the puffy ring twitching and flexing as a faint brownish haze was left behind over the interior seat of her panties. With one final gurgle from her bowels, Twilight finally noticed the increasingly tense buildup taking place within her colon. Though, not enough to realize what it meant. More concerned with ridding herself of the discomfort so she could focus, Twilight let out a small grunt of and casually began pushing.

*Pwwfrprrpw—*

Just as a third even more boisterous fart was just starting slip out, it was abruptly cut short as Twilight's anus rapidly spread open of it's own accord. Thick and creamy brown in color, the head of a thick log of shit slowly slithered through her ever widening asshole. The waste crackled softly as the smooth turd slid through her ass cheeks leaving thick muddy streaks in it's wake. The tip of the log quickly meets the inside of her panties, tenting them backwards until the log is forced to coil and spread due to the tightness of the fabric. Feeling the quite bothersome pressure prodding at the interior of her bowels, Twilight still failed to realize the gravity of the situation as she automatically began pushing to rid herself of the unpleasant discomfort distracting her from her reading.

Slowly but surely, the unicorn's asshole expanded, pushing outwards as the bumpy head of a large brown turd peered out from within. With an audible crackle of escaping gases, the thick log of excrement slowly slid through her ever widening hole, instantly making contact with the inside her underwear. Stopping for a moment as it met resistance, it was finally able to escape thanks to a firm push from Twilight.

With her raised tail holding up the back of her skirt, a small bump could be seen poking out from between the mare’s slightly parted cheeks. This small bump grew in height quickly, a thick almost finger-like protrusion that stretched the pliable fabric of her panties until it had grown to almost six inches high. Before long, however, gravity finally regained control, causing a large portion of the tenting column to suddenly collapse in on itself.

With the hardest and thickest portion of the log clear, the remaining mushy contents of Twilight’s bowels were free to quickly slither out into her panties. The resulting bulge doubled in size in a matter of moments as vast amounts of creamy shit filled the seat of her once clean underwear.

By the time Twilight had finally pinched off the last of her load, the bulge had grown to the size of a grapefruit and sagged down against her inner thighs. Anus closing slowly behind the last of her long log, the tail end of the fart from earlier was finally able to escape, adding just a few more tiny chunks of poop to the pile.

With a relieved sigh, Twilight casually flipped to the next page in her book, the determined expression on her face never wavering throughout the ordeal. Even after everything that just transpired, she remained completely invested and blissfully unaware of what she'd just done. As the stench of her own waste reached her nose, she merely scrunched her muzzle and lifted a hand to wave the patch of smelly air away...

"Hmm... The Elements Of Harmony..." Twilight pondered aloud, looking up thoughtfully from her book for the first time in a while. "I just know I've heard of that somewhere before... but where?"

Tapped her chin with her index finger, she tried to recall what book she'd heard that name in before. It sounded so familiar... Then suddenly, it hit her.

"Predictions and Prophecies!" She gasped, remembering an excerpt she'd read from one of her new books. She'd only had the chance to read a little bit before breakfast, but If she was remembering things correctly, it described something directly related to these 'Elements Of Harmony'!

‘I need to head home sooner than originally planned. What I just discovered has the potential to be of extreme importance to the princess! Not just for some test, but potentially for the future of Equestria itself!’

Closing the book, Twilight started to get up off the ground, only to finally notice the warm and squishy weight resting up against the back of her thighs.

"Oh come on! Not again!" She whined, already having a pretty good idea of what probably happened.

Standing up slowly and reaching her left hand back, Twilight felt the large bumpy load hanging down inside her panties. Bring it back around, she groaned in frustration at the sight of several brown smears left behind on her palm. She'd had another accident.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was in public, Twilight might have been impressed by just how much poop she'd managed to produce in these rather tight panties. While she did sometimes enjoy pushing out a good load into her underwear every now and then, admittedly finding it a little bit arousing and very relaxing when in the privacy of her own home, she hated having accidents in public.

Unfortunately, she'd developed a nasty habit of doing this whenever she got too invested in her reading and felt a need to relieve herself. This was the cause behind a majority of her public accidents, as well as quite a few embarrassing trips back home from the Canterlot Royal Library.

Granted, due to how common it was for mares to have the occasional accident whenever a sudden urge caught them by surprise, most ponies were somewhat used to the sight. But that didn't stop it from feeling incredibly embarrassing for Twilight. She wasn’t alone, with a majority of mares feeling varying degrees of shame or embarrassment following one. Although... there were some who'd go so far as to do it on purpose.

Many stallions were into that, and it was not an entirely uncommon practice for a mare to use it as a way to show potential 'lays' that they were 'in the mood'. Twilight could never understand how some mares could withstand the embarrassment of having an accident in front of somepony they liked. For her, it had always outweighed the 'naughtiness' factor of the whole act.

'Well, at least I'm headed back home now anyway. I just hope nopony sees me like this... Especially those three stallions from earlier. After seeing me so flustered and wearing this thing, they might get the wrong idea...'

Abandoning her messy underwear was also definite no, unfortunately. Not only did the length of her skirt throw that idea out the window, but these were honestly one of her favorite pairs. She hoped they could be salvaged. They'd been through big loads like this before, but this one had been pretty wet.

Walking over to the edge of the clearing, Twilight peered out into the path that ran nearby it. There didn't seem to be anypony around right now at least.

Being as stealthy as she could with a pile of pony manure weighing down her underwear, Twilight was just able to narrowly slip back through the busy park without being spotted again. At least as far as she could tell. Though, at one point, she’d overheard some stallions on an adjacent path gloating about a ‘new hot-looking student' that was wandering the park grounds and had evidently 'totally dumped themselves'. Twilight really hoped it wasn't her that they were talking about...

Back up on the dirt road towards home, a path she'd walked down only a little while earlier, her book was once again pinned against her chest. As she ran, Twilight kept a keen eye out for signs of any other ponies that might be coming her way from the other direction.

Still blushing profusely, she could feel the large mound of poop in her panties swaying from side-to-side along with the roll of her hips, sometimes squishing as it collided against the back of her legs. As much as she hated to admit it, Twilight couldn't help but feel just a little turned on by her current situation. Her desperation to get home, the messy weight pulling down her panties, and especially the added threat of being caught. All of it was sending small sparks of aroused tingles racing up from her marehood. She tried her best to ignore it...

There was just one hill left in between her and home sweet home. As the top of her tower came into view, she decided to throw caution to the wind as Twilight bolted down the center of the road. It had so long since she'd been able to get home without being seen after an accident. Often those that happened in the city were pointless to try and conceal, but it looked like today was finally going to be her lucky day!

'Yes, I'm almost home! Nopony saw my—'

"Oh, there you are Twilight!" A feminine voice suddenly spoke, causing Twilight to come to slam on the breaks and come to a complete halt as she skidded to a stop at the apex of the hill.

'Oh no...'

She looked down to see three of her old school friends coming up the road from the other side. Twilight quickly pressed her legs together as they approached in a desperate bid to conceal any signs that she’d had a large ball of poop resting against the underside of her butt. Being seen by strangers was one thing, she’d likely never see them again. But her school friends? It was almost customary for them to tease each other about their accidents.

"H-hey girls." Twilight greeted with a strained smile and a little wave.

"Hey Twilight, we were meaning to talk to you about something." Her friend Twinkle Shine began. "As you might recall, Moondancer is having a little get together in the west castle courtyard tonight~."

Twinkle Shine was one of Twilight's oldest, though not necessarily most familiar, friends. A unicorn with a pale yellowish coat and a curly pink mane, they'd met after she'd come to Twilight about some homework that she needed help with. Apparently she'd heard that Twilight was the resident expert on the given subject. After that, the mare had just kinda stuck around. Twilight was never sure why.

The two mares standing next to her were Minuette and Lemon Hearts. Minuette had a light blue coat and a dark indigo mane with a white stripe she always liked to flaunt. The only reason Twilight even knew her was because they had to work together on a school project one time. Again, why she kept in touch afterward had always remained a mystery. The third mare was Lemon Hearts who sported a bright yellow coat and a blue mane that was styled in a way that resembled many of the nobles in Canterlot. Twilight had gotten to know her due to a particular incident involving a beaker and a chemical mixture she'd been mixing up during a lab class.

Despite knowing them all from her early years at Celestia's school, she honestly wasn't too familiar with any of them on a personal level. Though they hadn't immediately said anything about it yet, they all seemed to take notice of Twilight's rather revealing attire.

Twinkle Shine continued. "Well, Lemon Hearts, Minuette, and I were all going to head over to Moondancer's a little early to help her get stuff set up. Wanna come?" She asked, all three of them looking to her expectantly.

"Oh... I uh, sorry girls, I've got a... lot of studying to catch up on! Heh..." Twilight said, trying to hold a straight face while she slowly edged her way around the three mares.

But before any of them could respond, Twilight turned and bolted, desperately trying to use her tail to cover her behind. Unfortunately, the wind and the speed at which she ran was allowing no such thing as it suddenly blew not only her tail aside, but also briefly inverted her skirt as well.

She was able to catch the sounds of two of her friends gasping and one of them giggling as all three no doubt immediately spotted the bulge weighing down Twilight’s underwear. One of them called out to her, but by then, she was too far away to hear what was said.

Face glowing bright red, Twilight charged up the spiral stairs going up around her home, a thick wet line now stained along the crotch of her underwear...

"Aaaaand, there! Haha!" Spike cheered, having finally tied the perfect bow for his present to Moondancer. He'd been trying to get it just right for the past twenty minutes and finally nailed it.

'There, now all I need to do is put this bad boy by the door so we don't forget it, and I can goof off until Twilight gets home... Though I probably should go ahead and clean off the rest of my door first...' He thought to himself, having run out of paper towels from the supply in his room.

His present for Moondancer wasn't anything super special, but he at least hoped it still held some sentimental value to the mare it was meant for. Twilight had gotten Moondancer about a half-dozen different books, and while Spike probably could have done the same, he wanted to give Moondancer something a little more special for her birthday.

"Well... you know... Moondancer is pretty similar to Twilight in a lot of ways... and she's not too shabby in the looks department either. Maybe I could try to starting something up with her. At least then I wouldn't have to worry about all these weird ‘feelings’.' He muttered thoughtfully to himself, carrying his present downstairs to place it by the front door.

But then, just as he was stacking his present among all the others he'd already left by the door, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps racing up the stairs outside. But as he moved to peer through one of the windows by the door, the entire doorframe was suddenly enveloped by a familiar purple aura.

*Slam!*

Spike was suddenly sent hurtling into the far wall as Twilight slammed open the door, her face beet red and her mane a complete and utter mess. Panting heavily until she could catch her breath, she called out for her number one assistant.

"S-spike! Spiiike!" She yelled, eventually realizing that the dragon was now plastered against the wall from the force of her entrance. "Oh!... um... sorry about that Spike."

After a few moments, Spike was able to remove himself from the dragon-shaped indent he’d created in the wall, shaking his head in an effort to clear away all the fuzzy yellow birds circling it. Twilight, meanwhile had already started up the stairs in a hurry... and with a large brown lump hanging down past her skirt.

'Ugh, well, I guess that'd explain why she's back so early...'

"Quick, Spike! I need you to help me find that copy of Predictions And Prophecies the Princess sent me!" Twilight shouted down to him from the study where she had already begun her own search.

Clambering upstairs after her, he found the mare rooting through just about every bookcase in the room before finally turning to look at him with a curious expression.

"What's that for?" She asked, gesturing behind him.

Following Twilight’s finger, Spike found his present to Moondancer perfectly impaled by his tail. The bow also lay unraveled as it hung down from the pointy tip.

'Great... and I spent so long getting that perfect too.'

"Well, it was supposed to be a present for Moondancer but..." He sighed, trailing off as the shredded head of a plush teddy bear fell out of the punctured packaging.

"Oh, Spike, we don't have time for that right now! There's something really important in that book the Princess sent me!" Twilight dismissed, igniting her horn and lifting a few more books randomly from various shelves.

"Well, so much for my break." Spike mumbled grumpily, wandering over to the 'P' section of the library, the exact opposite of where Twilight was currently searching.

She had an unfortunate tendency to not think clearly when under stress like this. Climbing up the ladder propped up against the bookshelf in question, Spike scanned for the new book. As he was doing so, he briefly turned back to take a few glances down at Twilight's messy rear and the heavily soiled panties hanging from it.

"By the way, uh, Twilight. Did somthing happen while you were out?" He asked, voicing his query as innocently as he could manage.

"Huh? Oh...that. Well... I was just reading this new book in the park and... well I guess I just didn't realize what I was doing until it was too late... You know how I can get sometimes."

'Nice... actually, hold on a minute.'

"Wait, did you run all the way back here?" He asked.

"Yea, it was really embarrassing... and I'm pretty sure a few of my friends saw what happened." She replied with a frustrated huff.

"...Couldn't you have just teleported back home instead?"

Twilight seemed to pause before replying for a moment, an odd expression twisting on her face.

"I... I hadn't actually thought of that." She admitted, her blush returning. "Well, still, the teleportation spell takes far too much energy for me to go that far yet. T-that and I don't know what could have happened with my accident in tow! You know magic and feces don’t mix well." She explained, reaching down to pull the back of her panties up a little as they were getting weighed down by the heavy load inside them.

"Aha, found it!" Spike exclaimed, wave the book she needed from atop the ladder.

The book was promptly ripped from his grip as Twilight floated it down to herself. Quickly flipping it open to a specific page, after a few moments, she seemed to finally find what she was looking for as her eyes lit up.

"For more information on the Elements Of Harmony, see Mare In The Moon?" She read aloud.

"Wait, isn't that the name of some old pony's tale?" He asked, vaguely recalling a time when he'd heard Celestia say something along those lines when he was much younger.

Twilight quickly rushed over to one of the other books she had displayed in front of a nearby bookcase and flipped through it.

"Aha! Here it is right here! The Mare In The Moon, 'a myth from old ponies time'..."

Author's Note

Fun Fact Of The Chapter: In the song 'Humpty Dumpty' they never state he is an egg at any point.

"Wanna cum?" - Twinkleshine