“You shouldn’t let the shame get in the way of your moment of passion, Clonie. Life of limitations is a hollow life. You can trust me on that.” said Zex in the form of Twilight Sparkle.

“Why can I trust you on that? Is it because you’re an expert of holes since your body is made up of them and all? Do the holes make you feel hollow inside, hole-y changeling?”

Twilight face hoofed. “It was a metaphor! You know what that means, right?”

I shook my head.

She sighed. “Metaphors aside, we’ll see which one of us is more hollow.”

“I’m not hollow.”

“I beg to differ. It seems you need a lesson in physiology.” Her horn shone green, and a magic tentacle sprang forth, wrapping around my dock. “What is this part?”

“It’s a tail?” I kicked against the translucent invader to break free, but it squeezed tighter. “Ugh!”

“That’s right!” The tentacle pulled up, rolling me on the back. It split in two, attaching the free part to the other thigh “Okay… Let’s see what else we have here…” Both hind legs spread apart without me doing the spreading.

I leaned forward so I could pull them back together with both forelegs.

“That’s right. Point to what else you recognize down there. Let me help you out.” She pushed me down.

“Whaa… I didn’t… Ngh!” The back of my head was pressed against the ground, and I was forced to look at my own tushy above me. I twirled around, but that just made my spine hurt more. All I could do was helplessly yelp in pain. “Ouch!”

Twilight shook her head. “No! No part goes by that name!” A white flash rushed from her horn down the tentacle. My whole body shook as the shock spread through both hind legs where the tentacles were attached to.

“Ugh!” I screeched.

“Wrong again!”

My teeth clenched together to get me through another shock without saying any more wrong words. I thumped both forehooves on the ground to out the buildup of frustration in me.

“Well?”

“My pee-pee hole!” I pointed a hoof between both hind thighs.

“Pee-pee hole…” Twilight facehoofed.

“I see you have big gaps in your vocabulary. Pay attention now. I don’t like to repeat myself. This,”—A translucent tentacle brushed between my legs—“is called a pussy. You can also call it by its medical name—vagina. Say it!” She raised her voice as she glared at me.

“Va—gina?”

“See, isn’t learning fun?”

I rolled up and covered it with both forehooves.

“Do you know what the small bulge is called?”

I shook my head. That part was really sensitive, even ticklish. I didn’t want her touching it. I wouldn’t even trust myself with that part.

“Clitoris. Say it!”

“Clit...”

“Close enough. Next stop is going to be a bit tricky. I’m not sure I’ll be able to show it to you.”

The tentacles tightened around my legs, wrapping them together. They rose and I hit the ground with my side. “Aaa!” I screamed more from the surprise than the pain.

“Wrong word again! But that one is on me. I couldn’t show it to you properly. Dexterity, clearly, isn’t your main stat.”

Magic tentacles unwrapped themselves from all four hooves, and I hit the ground with my back.

“Hmm, how else can I point out that part of your body?”

I rolled over and pushed with my knees against the ground to gain some distance from her.

“Oh, I know, I’ll just make you feel it! After that, visual confirmation won’t be needed.”

Something wrapped around my tail. Oh, no!

The force pulled me back and I fell on my rump. Both forelegs dug at the ground to gain some traction, but I still stayed put on the spot. The force increased, and I slipped backward, leaving lines from my hooves in the ground.

“Pay attention now. You better guess it on the first feel. This is a test, and you better not fail!”

“Wait, I think I know what you mean. You’re trying to show me—”

A charged tentacle appeared in front of my face. It bristled with charged sparkling energy. There appeared to be a mini lightning storm at the end of it. “I swear, if you say po-po hole this time, I’m going to have to consider lobotomizing you!”

I bit my lip. That was, indeed, what I was going to say.

“Well, let’s hear it then!” A glittering tentacle drew closer.

“Tushy!” I yelled.

“Ugh,” she sighed, “I see we’re not on the same page with this one. Maybe I was wrong and you’re a purely visual type. You need to see it to be capable of identifying it.”

She pushed me on my back with a forehoof. Her tentacle let go of my tail and merged with the one that was floating above me. They changed to transparent green color.

A translucent hoof popped out of the blob. Then another, and two more after that. They touched the ground. A translucent tail floated above me. From the other side of the green goo, a face-like fleck peeped out toward me. It seemed familiar. “Sweetie Belle?” I asked as I looked at it.

“I knew it! All you ponies look the same. You can’t even differentiate between yourselves. No wonder, as you don’t have holes in your bodies to set you apart from one another.”

“And you can?” Sweetie Belle yelled.

“Sure I can. See this dumb expression on the face of the magic hologram.” His hoof waved through it as he turned to me. “It’s clearly you, Clonie. The expression is exactly the same as the one you have now.”

My mouth opened from all the confusion, but I quickly closed it so that I wouldn’t be confused anymore.

“Clonie!” Sweetie Belle turned to me. “You’re making me look bad!”

“Yeah!” He smirked. “Why can’t you be more sadistic like your look-alike?”

My mouth opened ajar again.

“Hey!” Sweetie Belle thumped a hoof against the crystal. “I’m not a sadist.”

“Says a pony who tried to stone me to death, not long ago.”

“You’re a changeling, so it’s okay to fight your evil schemes.”

“Hey, that’s racist! I’m offended.”

“Whatever...” She looked at the sky. “It’s not racist if it’s true...”

“Why so confused, filly?” He reached through the illusion with a hoof and closed my gaping mouth. “This is a mere representation of you, Clonie! Since you couldn’t bend that to see yourself from behind, I figured a simulation was in order.”

The form descended upon me. The crack in the blob almost touched my face. I lifted both forelegs to keep it from dropping even lower. They slipped right through the figure as if it wasn’t even there.

“Eak!” I shifted my face to the side to protect it as the blob enveloped my head.

“Phh! It’s a simulation—not real. I already told you that.”

A—simulation of me transformed to a thick tentacle. The magic appendage glowed white as it charged up with sparkling energies. It floated above me.

“Plot!” I yelled out.

A tentacle sprang and struck my chest. It hurt, but not as much as the electroshock that spread through my body.

“Not a visual type then. Maybe you’re a feely filly after all.” She put a hoof before her muzzle and giggled.

She suddenly stopped laughing and pierced me with half-closed eyes. “Hey, are you silently implying that my wordplay joke wasn’t funny?”

“Hehe.” I tried to curve my lips into a smile. “It was very funny, he.”

“Yes, I know it was. Intelligence and sense of humor go hoof in hoof. I knew it was funny even before you—smiled. My ideas need no external confirmation because they’re so good. I’m self-sufficient like that, you see?”

“Okay…” I whispered more to myself than him.

He kept on going. “But enough about me, the princess of boredom. Let’s proceed with the lesson at hoof.”

Four separate appendages unfolded from the tentacle. One tightened itself around my tail. Two of them wrapped around both hind legs, spreading them apart as they lifted my lower body. The fourth tentacle slid from my neck, across the back and past my tail.

“Rear?”

“Wrong! Try to relax now. This is only going to hurt you tremendously.”

I clenched my teeth. I needed to find the right word fast!

The fourth tentacle rose as Twilight focused her eyes between my legs. “My dear Chrysa—I mean Princess Celestia! This is the tightest ass, I’ve ever seen. Now I know where brown crayons come from.”

“Hey, that isn’t funny!” Sweetie Belle yelled out to Twilight.

“Yes it is! And why do you care, anyway? It wasn’t your ass, I was talking about now, was it?”

“Well… Not exactly. But still, it was rude.”

“You thought that was the rude part?” She looked at her loose magic tentacle, then at me, and then at—my ass.

“Ass!” I thumped both forehooves against the ground to get Twilight’s attention. “It’s my ass!”

“Auditory type then.” She smiled. The clenching tentacles let go of my hind legs. I promptly closed them together.

“You look scared.” She slid all her tentacles across my chest, making me cringe. One caressed me on the mane, while Twilight’s head peeked from above me. “Don’t be scared. I wasn’t going to harm you, I was just testing your resolve. I wouldn’t get my magic dirty just for anypony, you know.” Her magic dissipated and the green light from her horn faded out.

Sweetie Belle yelled from behind the crystal. “So, making love really is about magic? But how do Earth ponies do it then?”

Twilight facehoofed. “It seems, I’ve failed miserably as a teacher! It’s obvious to everypony but me that my interactive methods are obsolete, yet I keep insisting on them, trying to form new friendships along the way. Despite, supposedly, being smart, I can’t grasp that the next level of social interaction is the collective.” She shook her head as the green aura enveloped her.

Even when the changeling emerged, his head still shook left and right. “Such great intellect wasted on the wrong concepts...”

“Actually,” Sweetie Belle intervened. “I’ve read somewhere that even though the inner concordance may be harder to achieve, the overall functionality of a group of friends is higher than one of the same minded individuals.”

The changeling gazed at my master. After a few moments, he simply said, “Shut up!”

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