Fluttershy stood outside the doorway of her cottage, at a loss by what she saw just beyond her chicken coop. A tent, made of red and pink fabrics had been set up right in front of the Everfree Forest, erected overnight as it hadn’t been there when she went to bed the previous evening.

She had spotted the new landmark from her bedroom, when she allowed the sun’s light to enter it upon awakening, and was completely caught off guard by its presence. No one told her that such a thing was going to be put there, or even asked if it would be ok to put something up next to her home. Not knowing what else to do, she quickly slipped on a green sweater that went down to her knees and some thigh high socks, foregoing any other clothing as she rushed down to see what was going on. Now that she was here though, she wasn’t sure what to do.

The yellow pegasus wanted to know what was going on, and who this tent belonged to, but her timid nature had her second guessing herself. What if the owner wasn’t there? Would they consider that trespassing? What if they were there, but were sleeping. She didn’t want to barge in uninvited, even if the owner of the tent had done the same already. After all, what if that person was just a wayward traveler who wanted a safe place to rest for the night, and thought it best to set up camp next to a house. She couldn’t fault them for something like that, could she?

Maybe it would have been best if she just got her friends to help her look into this matter, but it was still far too early for most of them. Twilight, Rainbow Dash and Rarity were surely still asleep in their beds, and if Pinkie Pie and Applejack were awake they would be starting their work day. She couldn’t trouble them with something like this. Maybe it was just better that she took care of it herself, but she wasn’t sure.

“Ooohhh…” Fluttershy fidgeting a bit on spot as her normal doubts and insecurities floated to the surface. Perhaps it was just better if she ignored the intrusion, and just went about her business like it wasn’t there.

Deciding that that was the best choice of action, Fluttershy started her morning routine, which began by feeding the chickens. She knew that doing this would get her closer to that mysterious tent, but there was nothing wrong with her just getting close, right? As long as she stayed behind her fence, nothing could happen, or at least that was what she believed. With that slightly comforting thought, she made her way slowly to her chicken feed, and then over to the coop to give it to her hens.

The process went as it normally did at first. She passed through the gate that let her into the chicken’s area, called out her hens, and poured cup after cup of seed on the ground for them to peck at. It was not long before this was interrupted, however, as an unfamiliar, yet clearly female voice hit her ear.

“Why hello there.” It said with a deep, womanly tone.

Fluttershy jumped a tiny bit in surprise, having believed that if she kept to herself, then the occupants of the tent would do the same. Now addressed, she was unprepared for interaction with them.

“Goodbye!” She said first, wanting to dash back into the cottage. Then she realized how that would just be bad manners on her part to run away from someone trying to greet her, and stopped herself. “I mean… hello. What a nice morning we are having.” She looked towards the tent to see the one who spoke to her, but all she could see was that the tent entrance was being held open by a grey hand with long fingernails.

From the opened entrance, the voice spoke again. “You must be my host,” it said, “I hope it wasn’t any trouble that I put my tent here. I am new to this area, and this looked like the perfect place to set up shop.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble at all,” Fluttershy said instinctually, her kind nature guiding her words. Then she picked up on the last bit, and questioned to the voice. “Set up shop?”

“Yes. This tent is my home, as well as where I conduct much of my business.” the voice replied.

“I see…” Fluttershy said, no longer feeling like this just a random passerby looking for a safe place to sleep, and believe it to truly be someone encroaching on her property. This was definitely something she would have to tell Twilight about when she woke up. For now though, it was probably better that she went back inside. “W-well then I wish you luck on your business.”

Fluttershy made it a few steps, before the voice said to her. “Could I perhaps offer my host a bit of hospitality for allowing me to stay near her home.”

Fluttershy stopped, and once more debated internally what she should do. Would it be bad to decline an invitation, or would doing so place her into a position where she wouldn’t be able to get rid of this person afterwards.

“Just a few moments of your time is all I ask, Miss. Nothing more.”

With the voice beckoning her more, she could not find the strength to deny it. Hanging her head, she turned around, only to lift it up meekly as she looked at the tent’s entrance. “I suppose a few minutes couldn’t hurt…”

Before long, Fluttershy found herself stepping into the tent, ready to greet its owner. It took a moment for her eyes to adapt to the lighting inside, but when she did she found herself face to face with the woman who had been speaking to her, standing in the light that shined in from the opening the mare had stepped in through.

She was a goat, and a very beautiful one at that. Her fur was a smokey grey, with a rounded white patch on her stomach that traveled up her chest, across her muzzle, and ended at her forehead. Her hair, which was a dark black, came down to a shoulder length, ending in many large spikes where the individual strands of it joined together, somewhat matching the shape of the two large horns that also adorned her head. Her eyes were reddish rubies, with plus shaped irises in the center, and her teeth were as white as freshly laid snow.

Those features alone made the goat’s visage stunning to behold, but her figure only added to them, as her body bore the kind of curves a mare would die to have, and a decent sized bust that would surely draw the eyes of any males in the vicinity of this form. Fluttershy attention normally wouldn’t be drawn to such things, but the outfit the goat woman wore was made of a sheer material that revealed almost everything. The only way this goat kept her modesty was with a metal bra she wore, along with an ornate golden piece that covered her nether area.

“I am glad that you didn’t run.” the goat said, placing a hand on Fluttershy’s shoulder, ushering the mildly flustered mare deeper into her abode. “Some ponies would find it fairly intimidating to come into a place when asked by a mysterious stranger.”

“N-not me,” Fluttershy struggled to get out as her hooves moved on their own, following the goat’s guidance, “I-I mean who’s afraid of a dark, spooky,” Fluttershy made a gulp before finishing her sentence, “Tent.”

“Oh yes, allow me to fix that.” With a snap of the goat’s fingers, the tent lit up, illuminated by a light source that didn’t appear to come from anywhere in particular.

The inside had the same red and pink fabric walls as the outside of the tent, and the ground beneath them likewise was covered with the cloth. Over that flooring was a red carpet with silverish frills, and wavy patterns sewn into it, the carpet itself leading straight to a bed that was veiled by silken drapes. Lastly, Fluttershy noticed was several red gems hanging from the top of the tent, strung up with thin ropey strings that bound the object thoroughly.

“I suppose introductions are in order.” the goat said, leading the mare over to her bed, before taking a seat upon it while leaving the pegasus standing. “I am Atamanna, Granter of Desires.”

“I’m F-Fluttershy,” the mare replied, suddenly reaching a revelation that she hoped wasn’t true about this woman. It seemed so obvious now what Atamanna’s ‘business’ was. However, Fluttershy couldn’t just make assumptions about a person she just met. She wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but she also had to know. “If it isn’t too much to ask… you wouldn’t happen to be a… ‘lady of the night’.”

The goat smirked, and chuckled a little. “No, I’m not.”

“Oh good,” Fluttershy said with a sigh.

“At least, not unless it is asked of me.” Atamanna went on to say.

“Excuse me?” Fluttershy asked, now worried once more that a prostitute had set up camp at her home.

“Don’t misunderstand, Fluttershy.” the goat replied, “I am not here to pedal my body like a common whore. I am here to grant the wishes of any and all who want to take advantage of my power.”

“You’re…?”

“Allow me to clear up this matter. You see, I am no ordinary goat. I am a Djinn from Saddle Arabia, or perhaps you may more commonly know what I am as a ‘genie’.”

“A genie?” the mare was becoming increasingly confused. Not because she didn’t know what a genie was, but the idea that one was in front of her was hard to believe.

“Yes,” Atamanna confirmed, “And as such, it is my purpose to grant the wishes of others. Though don’t believe everything you might’ve heard about my kind. While I have a lamp I reside in, I am in no way bound to it or any person who lays claim to it. Nor do I have to grant such a person any three wishes. I may grant anyone a single wish, and I get to chose whether a wish is appropriate or not. So one cannot simply wish to take over the world or something silly like that unless I find the wish fitting to fulfill.”

“That’s good to hear,” Fluttershy said, glad that something like that couldn’t fall into the hands of someone like Chrysalis or Sombra, “But why are you in Equestria?”

“Like I said, it is my purpose to grant wishes, and I fear the well in Saddle Arabia has run dry. Now I wish to live here, and grant the wishes of Equestrian ponies so I may continue doing what I was born to do.”

“Well that sure sounds nice,” said Fluttershy, calming down a bit now that she knew more about Atamanna, “I’m sure there are plenty of ponies in Ponyville that could use a wish for something important.”

“And what of yourself?” Atamanna asked.

“Me? Oh no,” said Fluttershy, being ever so modest, “I wouldn’t even know what to ask for.”

“Nonsense,” Atamanna implored, “My host should certainly get the first wish I grant in Equestria. I would want it no other way.”

“Oh, well if you put it that way…” Fluttershy said, knowing that it was rude to turn down an offer more than once. Well, that wasn’t the only reason she accepted the offer. To be honest, she wasn’t so sure that Atamanna really was a genie, djinn, or whatever. It was possible the goat was just pulling her leg. On the other hand, the idea of getting a wish was very tempting. She just had to make sure of something first. “If I can ask though, is this one of those things where I have to word my wish right?”

“Actually, yes. The wording does help with the wish. I’m so glad to have someone ask that before mindlessly making a request.”

Fluttershy was glad too, as she didn’t want to waste a wish.

“So what do you want? Money? Fame? Romance?”

“Oh no, nothing like that.” she said, having something in mind that she secretly had always wanted. “I wish to be able to understand animal language.”

Fluttershy had always been able to understand animals to an extent, using things like mood, body language, or the way there made noises to guess what they wanted. However, this was not a foolproof method, and occasionally she struggled to translate what they were saying. So to be able to truly understand them, and to talk with them, would be a dream come true, making her job much easier and allowing her to hold real conversations with her animal friends instead of just making up things she believed fit. Fluttershy was very pleased with this wish, and if Atamanna really had the power to grant it, then she would be much more than happy.

Atamanna’s smile turned toothy, and the room grew a little dimmer as a blood red energy spiraled around her horns. “Animal language?” she said in a tone that hinted at something sinister, “I hope that foxes will suffice.”

Fluttershy’s heart sunk as Atamanna said that, believing that she had somehow worded her wish wrong. It hit her a moment later that ‘animal language’ could simply mean a single animal, and because of that it was up to Atamanna to decide which kind. Maybe it wasn’t too late to change it though.

“Um… Actually, I meant all ani-”

That was all the mare could get out before the goat snapped her fingers. The sound alone was enough to silence the mare, but something else helped bring Fluttershy’s sentence to a halt. Fluttershy could feel something on her body. Something covering her waist, and crawling both upwards and downwards from there. Looking down, she noticed that part of her was covered in the same kind of magical energy that spiraled down Atamanna’s horns. She could also feel that it was doing something to her, something that wasn’t good. As it covered more and more of her, the sensation forced a gasp from her lungs.

All the while, Atamanna just watched, crossing her legs as she looked quite pleased with herself. This was her first wish in Equestria, and she wanted to savor the results of a careless wish. While Fluttershy asked the right question, she didn’t understand that even a properly worded wish was up to interpretation. Though that was not all that Atamanna was pleased about, as there was another thing she should have asked before wishing. The thing that very few ever think of. That being ‘What will this cost me?’.

“Wait! What’s going on!” Fluttershy cried, but it was far too late. From the moment she made her wish, her fate was sealed. Now all she could do was endure and let it run its course. At a steady pace, the magic made its way to completely surround her, and once it did, something new and horrifying happened.

She began to hear voices. Ones of anguish. Ones of torment. Screaming and begging, in so many words, in so many languages, that she couldn’t pick them apart. She winced from the sounds, but didn’t move an inch, frozen in spot by whatever enchantment this was. It was enough to make her cry, but before she could, she vanished from before Atamanna’s sight, leaving behind only her clothing, which fell to the floor.

From Fluttershy’s perspective, her world had changed from a blood red tint, to pure green. She whined to herself, upset with what she had just experienced. At least she was away from Atamanna now, or so she thought until she heard that deep, womanly voice again.

“As you wished,” Atamanna said, “You can now understand animals. Foxes to be exact, but nothing else, not even ponies. I fear your mind is too primitive for that now.”

Fluttershy didn’t know what the goat was talking about, literally. She knew the voice, knew it was Atamanna’s, but every word was gibberish to Fluttershy. Not understanding, and not having many other options, she started to move about, finding that she was in something soft, and that the green she saw was made of this material. With enough movement, she saw a dim light, and so she followed it believing it to be an exit out of whatever she was in.

When she emerged into the light, she found herself in front of Atamanna once more, only now the goat was bigger. Much bigger than before. In comparison to her, the goat was a giant. A giant in a likewise giant room. Something had changed, and Fluttershy didn’t believe it was Atamanna.

“Why don’t you look adorable,” Atamanna said, bending forward to get a better look at Fluttershy. “But an inexperienced fox like you won’t be able to survive in the wild.”

Fluttershy didn’t know why, but through the jumbled noises she was able to make out one thing. That Atamanna called her a fox. Looking down at herself, she could see fairly easily that this was true. She was no longer an anthropomorphic pony, she had become a four legged fox. An arabian red fox to be exact, not that she knew that. Not that she knew much anymore really, as she was finding her pony thoughts being removed and replaced with more bestial ones more befitting of her new form. In a matter of seconds she couldn’t even focus on the fact that she was suppose to be a pony, and that part of her disappeared to make way for the mindset of a domesticated kit.

“Don’t worry though,” Atamanna added to her previous statement, “I already planned to take care of you, ‘Flutterfox’.”

With a small laugh, the goat positioned her hand like she was holding something, and then gave it a tug. In mid air, a golden chain materialized, one end in Atamanna’s palm, while the length of it traveled over to the newly created Flutterfox, attaching itself to a rather heavy collar of the same metal looped around the transformed mare’s throat, one with a heavy lock on it to insure that it would not be removed. The momentum of the pull transferred through the chain leash, which pulled Flutterfox the rest of the way out of her clothes pile, making the kit yip in surprise.

“Of course, others would wonder what happened to you if you simply disappeared.” said Atamanna, not really talking to anyone but herself since Flutterfox couldn’t understand Equestrian, “So I suppose I’ll have to take your place from time to time.”

Having said that, Atamanna’s own form started to change, her grey fur turning yellow, black hair growing longer and changing to pink, and her horned retreating into her head to be replaced with a pair of wings. Soon, the goat had altered herself completely to be a perfect match for Fluttershy’s previous form, voice, clothing, and anything else that could be noticed with a passing glance.

“Today I’ll make sure all my friends hear about how wonderful Atamanna is,” the goat said with Fluttershy’s voice, coming out from Fluttershy’s lips, “And how they can all get a wish from her just like I did. They will all be so excited, and will line up to have her grant wish after wish. It will be the greatest. But first, I think I’ll give my new pet some well deserved pampering.”

Atamanna made a brush appear in her hand, and then tapped her lap a few times to beckon Flutterfox into it.

“Come here sweetie, and let mama reward you for being such a good girl.”

The mind of the domesticated fox inside Flutterfox’s head saw the brush, and recognized it as a tool that brought immense pleasure. What little of Fluttershy was left in the fox saw the pony holding it, and recognized the face of someone who was kind and gentle. Giving into instinctual urges, she climbed into the mare’s lap, allowing her to comb her fur to her heart’s content, with only one thought in her mind as the pony did.

“It’s so nice to be a pet.”

Author's Note

Hello everyone. Trying a new project here that I am calling "Wish World". Here we are doing a bit of a "corrupted wish" concept, wherein a new character, the Saddle Arabian goat Djinn Atamanna, will be taking the wishes of our favorite MLP characters and twisting them into something terrible. Me and Scylla, the person who drew the cover art, are doing a Tumblr for the character with images to show the results of wishes, and every once in a while I'll write a story here to add to the "lore' of this setting.

If you would like to participate in this as well, feel free to make a wish for a character in the comments. If we like it, then we'll make an image for it, and you'll be able to find it on Derpibooru or our Tumblr page. There are a few rules, but it's nothing too complected.

Rules:

1.Wishes must be made in the form of a request, with words like “I’d like”, “I want”, “I wish”, or similar thing in it to denote a request is being made.

2.We want wishes to be done “in character”, and with characters that exist in the canon of MLP. This can be from any character from the show, comics, or movies, no matter who it is, and we will be focusing on wishes that are like this than from ones from fan characters or the like (though if an interesting one comes up, we might still consider it).

3.Atamanna can choose whose wishes she grants, and is not bound to honor a wish just because it is asked of her, no matter how many times it is asked of her. On that note, know that all comments will be read on all images for images for this project, so try not to spam a wish over and over. If you have an interesting wish, we will get to it.

4.Atamanna will interpret a wish however she pleases, so don’t expect the results of a wish to turn out the way you want it. Sometimes she might do something good, and a lot of times she'll do something bad. Just try to enjoy the results that do come, as varied from your original idea that they might be.

5.This is series will be NSFW, so some images might be lewd, graphic, or both. You have been warned.

6.There is no set schedule for this. We will be trying to get the first few entries out quickly, but we make no promises to releases. Could be a days or weeks in between, so be patient please.

7.While any pony may have a wish, each character can only get one. No exceptions.

8.There is a price for everything, even if the wisher (the character) is not aware of the cost.

We are hoping for lots of participation, so feel free to make your wishes, and have fun.