Raven, Twilight and Spike sat in the director’s office once more, with Celestia’s crystal ball resting on the on the stand on the desk. However, Celestia was the one to talk this time.

“I am Celestia of the Ourania. A people who have been around since ancient times and worshipped the goddess of the same name. Or, more specifically, I am a descendent of these people and a possessor of Ourania’s divine power. We are by virtue gods in mortal form. Capable of utilizing a power far greater than average magic. And you, Miss Stellanis, are also an Ourania.”

“B-but, how can that be?” Twilight sputtered. “I’m just Twilight. A normal magic using psion who wants to work as a librarian. How is it possible that I am this, this Ourania thing? How have I never heard of such a deity?”

“The following of such deities fell out of favor as societies advanced through the ages. Ourania was considered too focused on pleasure and sex. Soon she was pushed out of the pantheon in favor of deities who were more scholarly or medically inclined,” Celestia sighed. “As for you? The evidence is in the transformation of your body after you touched the chalice. Had you been any normal person, the chalice would not have reacted to you at all. You would not have heard the call of Ourania.”

“Wait, how did you…”

Celestia chuckled, “Child, I am not so young that I am not familiar with divine intervention. Who do you think established this library when Maretropolis was nothing more than a single street town known as Mareville?”

“How is that possible?” Twilight shouted. “That would make you over a hundred fifty years old!”

“I am three hundred years young,” Celestia answered patiently. “It is not uncommon for an Ourania to live well past the age of a normal person. Provided they are strong enough to do so.”

“Wait, what about the other woman? The one from the painting on the first floor?” Spike chimed in. “Was she one of these god things?”

“Ah, yes. My sister, Luna. She was indeed an Ourania, like me.” Celestia let out a heavy sigh, “She is sadly no longer with us.”

“I’m so sorry. What happened?” Twilight asked.

“Another time, children,” Celestia answered. “Another time. For now, let’s focus on you and this momentous occasion. And, by Ourania, has it been a looong time since a new goddess has been awaken. I mean, just look at you.”

Twilight did take a moment to look over herself. How her breasts had suddenly expanded exponentially. How her hips had become wider and her posterior had become plumper. Heck, she had a feeling even her lips were fuller as well.

Spike sat next to Twilight, mesmerized by her newly upgraded body. He absent-mindedly reached up with a hand to touch her breasts, but the woman quickly swatted him away.

“No! Bad Spike!” She reprimanded her brother.

The young man clutched his stinging hand and whined.

“I must say, I am truly impressed with your awakening. It is astonishing to see someone as developed as you are,” Celestia said. “Though, in all fairness, it does have more to do with the effects of the chalice. You were given a huge jumpstart directly from the source. Most would take years to discover they were descendent of the Ourania and to awaken their power.”

“Is that so? I’m flattered, I guess?” Twilight said with an air of uncertainty.

“So, why don’t you try out your new powers,” Celestia suggested.

Twilight looked at the head in the orb with an expression of disbelief. “You mean the whole…” She made a gesture to her forehead.

“What? No, no, no, not that,” she said quickly. “No, I mean actually using the power of Ourania. What happened before was just a boost in your normal magic. It’s the same with everyone who has been awaken. Psion, avian, terran.”

“Okay, so what do you want me to do?”

“Nothing too complex. For now, a simple stimulation spell should be fine.” She turned to Spike and smiled evilly. “We’ll use him as your test subject.”

“Uh, care to repeat that?” Spike said preparing to bolt for the door.

“Oh, don’t worry, you’ll be fine,” Celestia said dismissively. “It’s just a simple bit of magic to…energize you. Completely harmless.”

“Oookay,” Spike uttered uncertainly. He turned to Twilight, terror creeping across his face.

“Alright, so what do I do, exactly?”

“First: hold out your hand to Spike.”

Twilight did so. “Okay.”

“Next: picture in your mind a flower blooming.”

“A flower blooming? Really?”

“It’s the easiest way to visualize the spell. Next: focus on the image, and channel magic through your hand.”

She closed her eyes and her gem started to glow. After a moment, her hand began to glow with a crackling magenta aura.

“Alright, next: breathe.”

“What?” Twilight looked sideways at Celestia.

“You’re holding your breath. Just relax. It’s just like any other magic you’ve used. It’s a part of you.”

Twilight closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She exhaled and let her breathing return to normal. The aura around her hand evened out to a steady shimmer.

“Finally: just touch your hand to him and cast the magic.”

After a moment, Twilight reached over and placed her hand to Spike’s shoulder. There was a brief flash and the aura surrounding her hand disappeared.

“Did it…did it work?” She said.

“Give it a second.”

Spike sat there, fearing the worst. Suddenly, he doubled over in the chair and placed his hands over his crotch. “Hnng!”

“Spike! Are you alright?” Twilight asked panicking slightly.

“I gotta go take care of something!” He stood up and quickly ran out of the office.

Twilight sat there stunned. “What just happened? Is he going to be okay?”

“Oh, he’ll be fine. You just gave him a raging boner,” Celestia answered, nonplussed.

“I DID WHAT?!”

“That’s what the spell was. It incites arousal in its target. What did you think stimulate meant?”

“I’m not sure. Muscle stimulation?” She shrugged.

“Haha! Well, I guess it could be used in such a way. But its main purpose is to assist in sex. Don’t worry about your brother. He probably ran to his room to masturbate. Once he’s released it, he’ll be back to normal.”

“I don’t know if I should feel relieved or sickened that I just gave my brother an erection,” Twilight furrowed her brow in confusion. “Oh, god! Just saying it aloud sounds wrong.”

“Well. You should feel proud of yourself. Even for a simple spell, not many are able to cast it right away like that.”

“Really?”

“You’re quite ahead of the game. Something that will prove advantageous for sure.”

“Advantageous for what?”

“Nothing, sweetie. Not important right now,” Celestia brushed it aside.

Just then, Spike returned with a look of disgust on his face. He sat down and didn’t say a word.

“Are you going to be okay?” Twilight asked him.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Spike eyed Celestia with a measure of contempt.

A few moments of silence passed with all of them looking awkwardly at each other.

“(Ahem) Moving on, then,” Celestia finally broke the silence. “While the stimulation spell was a simple one that merely affected a person’s body, with time you’ll be able to actually alter people’s physical appearance. Musculature, height, weight, breast size, ass size, penis size, and so on. Though an Ourania does tend to change their partner to their specific tastes, and prolonged exposure can even leave them permanently changed,” she explained as if she was giving a lecture at a university. “As well, a person’s mental state can be affected. Most of which are only the power of suggestion. To be able to control another person, one must have a strong will.”

“Wait, slow down!” Twilight said anxiously. She had been frantically taking notes on everything Celestia had been saying. “How do I change another person’s body? I’ve done transfiguration before, but this sounds completely different, I think.”

“Well, you’re not transfiguring, so much as you are enhancing, I should say,” Celestia clarified. “It’s a bit more like when you stimulated Spike just now.”

“Huh,” Twilight tapped her pen against the pad.

“Something the matter?” Raven spoke up for the first time since Celestia began her explanation.

“I just feel a bit overwhelmed is all,” she said scratching her face with the pen. “I never expected to learn about this divine stuff or have my chest explode my shirt.”

“I can brew some tea for you, if you want,” the brunette woman offered.

“Yes please. That would be lovely.”

Raven stood up from behind the desk and left the office.

“So, what else would you like to know?” the crystal orb asked.

“If you’re really three hundred years old, then how come you aren’t in any text books? Or have anything dedicated to you? You’ve been here in the city since its early days.”

“Really? That’s what you’re gonna ask? Alright,” Celestia made a motion as if she was shrugging. “Soon after our power had awakened, my sister, Luna, and I came to the realization that we wouldn’t want so much attention. We moved to Mareville and established the library as a way to hide in plain sight. Every thirty to forty years we would ‘disappear’ from the public eye, travel around the world for a handful of years, and return under new names. We’d say we’re our own daughters, and that ownership of the library had been turned over to us.”

“And, no one questioned why two women, who looked just like the previous owners, claiming to be their children, suddenly assumed ownership? Or that this had been going on for over a hundred years?” Spike interjected.

“Well, we did have a bit of help from the Smith family,” Celestia explained. “They own an orchard just outside the city and have been here since before my sister and I arrived. We were surprised to discover they had the power of Ourania. Four generations of Smiths assisting us. At least until fifteen years ago.”

“What happened fifteen years ago?” Twilight asked.

In the second-floor kitchen of the library, Raven prepared the tea for Twilight, Spike, and herself. She set the kettle on the stove and ignited the burner. As the water began to heat up, she moved across the room to one of the cupboards and pulled down three teacups. The brunette then collected the tea bags; earl grey, chamomile, and black pekoe. She set the items on a serving tray along with creamer and sugar bowl.

Just as the kettle began to whistle, there was a loud BOOOOOOOOOM! Raven flinched and directed her attention to the window. Her eyes widened as she saw a large cloud of purple smoke rise in the distance. Without missing a beat Raven turned off the stove and ran back to the office.

“MISTRESS!!” Raven shouted, bursting through the door.

“I know,” Celestia said turning to her. “What we feared has started.”

“What’s happening? What was that explosion? What do you mean by ‘what you feared’?” Twilight shot off several questions at once.

“There’s no time to explain,” Celestia turned to the young woman. “For now, I need you to listen to me very carefully.”

“O-okay,” Twilight said with an air of uncertainty.

“Right now, there is something, or someone, attacking the city,” Celestia began.

“Then, someone should alert the authorities!” Twilight responded. “I mean, I’m certain the police are already taking care of the situation.”

“They won’t be able to handle the threat. But, you can.”

“I can’t do that! I’m only twenty-five. I just graduated from college, and I’ve never been in a fight!” She jumped up from the chair and started pacing around the office.

“What can we do to help?” Spike asked.

“SPIKE!” Twilight turned to him, breasts bouncing as she did.

“Your sister here needs to tap into her power and fully embrace it,” Celestia said.

“Alright,” the green-haired man stood up from his chair and clapped his hands together. “Let’s do this!”

“Don’t just decide for people!” Twilight looked around the room and saw all three people staring at her with expectant expressions. “Okay, fine! I’ll do it! Jeez. Twist a girl’s arm.”

“Excellent!” Celsetia exclaimed. “Raven, I will require your assistance.”

“Of course, Mistress.” The brunette woman moved to the desk and grabbed the crystal ball.

“Spike, you’re going to want to stand back.”

“Oh, okay.” He quickly ran over to a corner of the room. “Don’t need to tell me twice.”

Raven and Twilight stood in the center of the office with Celestia in the middle of them. “Alright, Twilight, place your hands on the crystal ball.”

“Okay,” she said nervously, but obeyed the disembodied head.

“Under normal circumstances, an Ourania would unlock their full power after years of meditation, practice, and other such activities. But we are not dealing with normal circumstances. So, much like with the chalice, I will be giving you a bit of a jumpstart.”

“What does that mean, exactly?”

“It means that through Raven, I will reach into your very being and draw out your true power. Be warned: this could prove to be dangerous. If you don’t grasp control, you could very well be overtaken by your own self.”

“So, it’s ‘do or die’ either way, right?” Twilight mumbled giving Celestia a look of both concern and anger.

“Pretty much.”

Twilight sighed heavily, “Whatever, let’s just do this. We’ve already come this far, no point in backing down now.”

“Atta girl,” Celestia tried to cheer her up. “Alright, close your eyes. Raven, whenever you are ready.”

The brunette nodded silently. Raven’s gem glowed a faint red, and Celestia closed her eyes as well. The crystal ball began to shine with a yellow aura that quickly enveloped Twilight. The young woman stood there, nothing seeming to happen. She was about to say something when she let out a gasp and arched her back. Twilight felt a burning feeling deep within herself. It started off small, but quickly grew into white-hot sensation. Her skin turned to goose flesh as she felt a shiver run down her spine, and she let out a moan of ecstasy. The yellow aura surrounding Twilight turned fuchsia, and Raven stepped back from the glowing woman. Twilight’s body rose into the air and the aura began to shine even brighter. Finally, there was a blinding flash, and Spike and Raven shielded their eyes. The young woman returned to the floor as the light faded away.

“Well, that was certainly a rush,” Celestia breathed.

“Twi? Are you okay?” Spike asked.

“I, uh, yeah. I think so,” Twilight answered. She began to examine what just happened to her. Twilight was now wearing a magenta bodysuit with white cuffs and matching boots. Pink six-point stars adorning her wrists and knees. A blue metal chest plate wrapped over her shoulders. A half mask now wrapped around her head in the same magenta color. It had gold-framed goggles with purple tinted lenses, and a blue metal band with a horn jutting out from the center.

“What the-what the hell is this?!” She yelled grabbing her newly enlarged chest. She worked her way down and clutched her plump ass. A wardrobe change wasn’t the only thing in store for the young psion. In addition to growing approximately six inches, Twilight’s breasts had doubled in size, and her butt had become even wider. “Why am I even bigger than before!?!”

“Oooh, this is so exciting!” Celestia said. “You look amazing, and I wish I had hands. I wanna feel your new body. It’s so titillating.”

“Why are you so happy about this?” Twilight stormed over to the crystal ball in Raven’s hands, enormous chest jiggling with every step. “It looks like I’ve gone through ‘super puberty’, my chest won’t stop bouncing, and you’re happy?”

“Again, it’s been some time since an Ourania has been awoken. I can’t help it.”

“Why don’t you do something about this?” She turned her attention to Raven. “Aren’t you one of these ‘Ouranias’? Can’t you take care of the threat?”

“Unfortunately, I am not gifted with such assets. I may have a small spark of the goddess, but it would be a paper tiger against an opponent like this,” Raven answered coolly.

“Hmph!” Twilight huffed and crossed her arms, or at least tried to. Her ample breasts made doing so quite difficult.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get used to them,” Celestia assured her.

“I don’t want to ‘get used’ to them! I just want to be me!” Twilight shouted. “Just a normal woman who works at a library.”

“Well, things have changed!” Celestia said with a tone of urgency. “You are no longer ‘Twilight Sparkle Stellanis’, bookish psion. You have awoken as an Ourania, and right now we are experiencing a growing danger. So, stop with the ‘poor me’ act and step up.”

Twilight stood there in stunned silence. She had found herself thrust into a world she previously didn’t know existed and was being told there were no other options. “Yes ma’am,” she finally responded with a sigh.

“That’s the spirit,” the talking orb said, quickly changing her demeanor. “Now, chop-chop! We’re wasting time, and who knows how much damage has been done already.”

Raven began ushering Twilight out of the office when Spike suddenly blurted out. “I’m coming with you!”

All three women looked at the young man with stunned faces.

“Look, I know I don’t have any powers like you guys. But Twi’s gonna need help. And I’ll be right there to give it.” Spike turned to Twilight hoping she would agree with him.

Celestia and Raven exchange looks.

“Fine, you can ‘help out’, if you want,” Celestia sighed. “But you’re going to need something to hide your identity. Twilight here is fine, but you are completely exposed.”

“Where would we even find something for him to wear?” The chesty young woman asked.

“I think the ‘Lost and Found’ has something,” Raven answered. “Follow me.”

Raven led them to the first-floor of the library and to a small closet tucked away in the corner. She opened the door to reveal a room filled with boxes labeled ‘clothes’, toys’, and ‘other-items’. The brunette handed Celestia to Twilight and strode over to one of the boxes marked ‘clothes’ and began pulling garments out of it. “Ah-ha!” She exclaimed and turned around. In her hands was a purple unitard, with three white diamonds stretched across the chest and a dragon design stitched into the center diamond.

“What in the world is that?” Spike said loudly.

“Halloween ten years ago,” Celestia answered, a strangely satisfied smile on her face.

“Hold on,” Raven shoved the costume into Spike’s hands and turned back around. “There’s matching boots and gloves to go with it.” She returned carrying a white boots and gloves with large purple diamonds on the wrists and ankles.

“What even?” The green-haired man breathed as the rest of the outfit was handed to him.

“You might want to have that washed later,” Raven advised him. “It’s been sitting in here for about ten years.”

“You might want to have it double washed, just to be sure,” Celestia added on.

“Do I even wanna know?”

“Probably not.”

Spike made a strangled noise in the back of his throat.

“Alright, are we good here, then?” Celestia said.

“Yeah, just step outside for a minute. Gonna get changed,” Spike awkwardly looked at the three women.

After a couple of minutes, Spike emerged from the ‘Lost and Found’ room wearing the Halloween costume. It was baggy on him, the gloves were practically falling off his hands, and he was stepping out of the boots.

“Oh, I wish I had my phone,” Twilight squeaked.

“Don’t you look dashing,” Celestia teased.

“Yeah, ha ha,” Spike said pulling on the oversized clothes. “A little large though.”

“Oh, right. Just a second,” Raven’s stepped up to him. Her gem flashed, and the costume fitted itself to the young man.

“Okay, that’s better.”

“And, finally…” The woman grabbed a black t-shirt and quickly fashioned it into a mask. “There, to hide your identity.”

“Like that’s really gonna keep people from figuring out who it is,” Spike chided.

“You’d be surprised,” Raven answered.

“Plus, you two are still new to the city,” Celestia added. “So, it’s not as if many people even know you.”

“Fair point. But, didn’t this costume come with a mask of its own?”

“That was actually destroyed. Long story, but we’ve wasted enough time,” the talking orb said quickly. “Okay, Twilight?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you teleport? It’ll be the fastest way to get there.”

“No.”

“Damn. Alright then, guess you’re going the long way.”

“What’s the long way?” Twilight asked in a concerned voice.

“On foot,” Celestia saw the expressions on the two siblings. “Oh, don’t worry. As you are now, you should get there in a few minutes.”

“Meaning?”

“Raven, to the back porch.”

“Of course.”

The four of them made their way to the rear entrance and Celestia began her explanation.

“Okay, it’s simple, really. All you have to do is channel magic into your legs and jump.”

“Excuse me, what?”

“Yeah, I’m with Twi here. What?”

“You’re just using magic to boost your physical output. It’s no different from the stimulation spell you did earlier.”

“Okay, okay. Just, gimme a second.” Twilight closed her eyes and her gem glowed. Moments later, her legs began to shimmer with a magenta energy. “Now what?”

“You just release it while jumping. Simple.”

“Nothing’s ever that simple.”

The indigo-haired woman readied herself then jumped. Instead of flopping forward onto her massive chest as she had expected, Twilight sailed high enough in the air to see the second-floor windows of the library.

“Whoa!” Twilight landed and stumbled slightly but was alright. “D-did that just happen?”

“Holy crap, Twi. That was awesome!”

“Alright. Now, towards the explosions!” Celestia shouted.

Twilight and Spike turned to the cloud of smoke rising from the north.

“Oh, right, that’s still happening.” Twilight bit her lip nervously. She held her hand out to Spike, “You ready?”

“Yeah, I guess.” He took her hand and looked to Celestia. “Will I be okay?”

“So long as you remain in contact with her, then yes, you should be fine.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Oh, piece of advice,” Celestia added, “Stick to the rooftops when you’re traveling. There’s less traffic to deal with.”

Twilight concentrated once more and took off in the direction of the ensuing chaos. Spike trailing behind her, screaming in terror.

“Do you think it was a good idea? Sending someone so young and inexperienced to take care of your problem?” Raven asked.

“No, I really don’t,” Celestia sighed. “But what choice do we have? Right now, she’s our only hope. And I fear we’re going to need even more help with the approaching storm.”

“WOOHOOOO! This is incredible!” Twilight exclaimed as she soared through the air. She bounced from rooftop to rooftop. “I think I’m getting the hang of this!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAHAAAAAA!!!!!” Spike shrieked, desperately clinging to Twilight’s hand. “I’M GONNA DIE! I’M GONNA DIE! I’M GONNA PUKE, AND THEN I’M GONNA DIE!”

They passed by a few avians who gave them confused looks. One of the buildings had a man sitting in his office. He poured himself a glass of whiskey and was about to take a sip when he spotted a woman with massive breasts sail past his window. The man set the glass on his desk and rubbed his temples. Some people on the ground noticed the two gliding through the air and snapped photos with their phones.

The sun slowly sank into the horizon and the street lights began to blink on. Twilight landed on a building across the street from the farmer’s market. Twilight moved to the ledge to get a better look while Spike bent over and gasped for breath.

“Next time, I’ll drive,” he wheezed. The green-haired man stepped up next to the voluptuous woman and surveyed the area. Pink, purple and blue smoke swirled around the market. Lights flashed from within the cloud of smoke every so often and screams rang out through the streets. “Alright, let’s play this smart,” he started. “We don’t know exactly what we’re up against, so let’s formulate a plan.” Spike hadn’t noticed Twilight backing up from the ledge. “We can use the smoke to our advantage and…” Twilight leapt off the building and landed across the street. “Or we can just jump right in.” Spike sighed and looked around the rooftop. “Wait, how am I supposed to get down?”

A crowd of people had gathered around the farmer’s market. A chatter rang out from them, and several had their phones out, recording the event. A figure suddenly landed in front of the group, and they all let out a gasp.

“Look! It’s another one!” One woman shouted.

“What in the world is she wearing?”

“Where do these people keep coming from?” A man added.

“Why aren’t the police here, yet?”

“Holy shit, her tits are huge!”

The crowd of people began buzzing about the newly arrived Twilight. She simply ignored them and stepped into the smoke-covered market. Twilight could hardly see more than a foot in front of her and stumbled through the place. Broken crates, smashed pottery, and other such things littered the ground. Twilight heard a rustling behind her and turned around, but nothing was there. She continued towards the center of the plaza, taking care alert anyone of her presence. Suddenly, laughter rang out.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AND HERE I THOUGHT I’D HAVE TO START LOOKING ELSEWHERE. BUT YOU DECIDED TO COME TO ME!” A woman’s voice boomed from the smoke.

Twilight’s gem glowed, and the smoke cleared the area. The woman gasped at the sight before her. Amidst the wreckage of the farmer’s market was a group of thirty or so people. The men were all ripped and looked like male strippers. The women were well endowed and dressed like Playboy bunnies. In the middle of the bizarrely dressed people a woman sat on the back of one of the men. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with long flowing light-blue hair, small violet eyes, a straight nose and pointed chin. A square periwinkle gem set in her forehead. She wore a purple leotard, with matching thigh high boots, a long purple cape, and a floppy purple conical hat decorated with blue and yellow stars. What astonished Twilight the most was that the woman’s breasts were also the same size as her own.

“So, you’re the one the mistress told me to capture?” the woman sneered as she addressed Twilight. “Puh-lease. What a pathetic display you have here. No entourage, no minions to order around? Why would the mistress ever want someone like you?”

“Who are you? And what do want?” Twilight demanded.

“Oh, how silly of me. I completely forgot to introduce myself!” The woman stepped off the man and took two steps towards Twilight. She suddenly spun around, arms spread wide as smoke erupted from behind her. “Behold the awesome might of the GREAT AND POWERFUL TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIXIE!!!!” The woman shouted, rolling her ‘R’s in an exaggerated way. “As for what I want?” she gave a wicked smile. “I am here for you.”

Author's Note

And now we finally have chapter three out. This was supposed to be done before Christmas, but life got in the way. And work. Fuck work. Anyway, We got a load of info in this chapter. The goddess Ourania is based on a combination of Ishtar from Mesopotamian mythology, Aphrodite from Greek, and other fertility/sex/pleasure deities. Ishtar was a big inspiration for this mythology. She covers a lot: sex, love, beauty, desire, fertility, war, etc. Not sure what I want the goddess to look like, if I even want to give her an actual physical appearance. The name 'Ourania' actually comes from one of Aphrodite's titles.

Sorry there hasn't been any action yet. Or sex. But don't worry, it's coming. I just love building up a story is all. Can't help it. My brain just wants to flesh out a narrative. Though I will probably upload vignettes with the Mane Six that is loosely connected to the story here.

For those who are wondering, the idea I've got going with Twilight, and later the rest of the girls, is that they change into 1.0 forms after being awakened. When they transform into their superhero personas, they become 2.0 bimbos. The transformation is also similar to the Senran Kagura 'shinobi tenshin'. I may have them be able to alter their own appearances if they want to. Nothing's really settled yet.

As always, thank you for taking the time to read this. The next chapter should be up in a few weeks, tops. Barring whatever bullshit life decides to throw at me.
Hope you all have a good New Year.