A Jubilee of note

by JimmyHook19

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Cherry Jubilee, Sex, Comedy, Random
Length: 1545

Time for another transformation!

Jimmy has been away for a while, but he has at last returned to our screens. Unfortunately, this doesn't mean he can have an easy time. Far from it, in fact...

Published 2019-05-13 19:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-05-13 19:30:01 UTC

Humbrol or Crimson lake?

Hello everybody! I know it has been a while since we last met, and indeed many, many things have happened of interest to us all. Amongst those many things concern a certain friend of ours, who lives across the seas for some of us, or a short way away (relatively speaking). Yes, that is right, I am talking about the most famous resident of North Carolina (on this website at least). He's been out of the limelight for a little while, but now is his time to come forward and take the stage once again in a story of wonder, strange happenings, and a world that is simply out to get him.

"And me!"

"And me!"

"AND MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Ponies, why are you all singing Bohemian Rhapsody? Isn't that a bit British for your tastes, given that My Little Pony is an American flavored show.

"Scaramouche, Scaramouche!"

"Will you do the fandango?"

"This fandango sounds fascinating, darling. I must give it a go at some point."

Friendship Power Rarity? How did you get here? You only exist in the Discordverse of Jimmy stories!

"Oh, don't be ridiculous darling. We can jump between stories as we see fit, and if we must cross universes, we shall do that."

"That's right?"

"Good heavens! Sweetie Belle, what are you doing here?"

"Eh, easy come, easy go."

"Will you let me go?"

"BISMILLAH!"

"No! We will not let you go!"

Cozy Glow, it is not your turn yet. Please go back into the queue.

"I hate you sometimes, Mr Narrator."

I have power over you. Anyways, you were saying, Sweetie Belle?

"Ah, yes! Being a character in a collaborative work of fiction, I often hop from the pages of one story to the next. This makes it easier to co-ordinate with other people. I know an Apple Bloom who is being written by an electric engine!"

"That is so ridiculous!"

Silver, remember what I told you? If you can't think of something nice to say-

"Fine."

Good, good. I have that cleaned up. Anybody else want to contribute anything at the moment, as the fabric of the narrative is already falling to pieces all around me?

"I heard something about mares with large posteriors once."

What does that have to do with anything, Sapphire?

"I covered that song once, when Svengallop was still my manager."

Now characters from not only other writers, but completely different websites are appearing here? This is getting far too confusing to comprehend, and I genuinely fear that the reader of this tale may get very, very confused indeed.. In order to cause such confusion from being prevented, and writing equally nonsensical sentences, I think now would be an exceptionally good time to start writing the story proper, and so we open up in the center of Manteo town, on a lovely day in May.

And indeed, the loveliness of that day is hard for those who were not there to comprehend in all its glory of wonderfulness. The sun shone overhead, the clouds were away and there was no clouds in sight, and the streets hummed with people out to enjoy the glorious weather surrounding the town. Jimmy Hook made his way through the town and into the park, winding his way down a pathway flanked by benches. As he walked passed one of them, he checked it quickly for anything.

"Good, no boxes for anypony here," he said, and walked on his way. Just over a year ago, he had collected a box from here addressed to a Miss Coloratura, and for no readily obvious reason, decided to put on the garment contained inside, generating odd looks from all concerned as the garment was a dress.

Not only that, a dress for a pony.

This had the effect of transforming him into Coloratura, and then having him be sucked into a portal, ready to perform. Safe to say, that experience would not be repeating itself.

Not today, at least. And so, he went on his merry way, feeling exceptionally merry at the wonderful day before him.

Because it was Monday! And anybody, or indeed anypony, who has been around this part of the website for long enough will know what happens on a Monday.

As he passed under a tree, he failed to observe a silk scarf that was, for some reason, draped badly over a branch, and looked to be on the verge of falling off. The silk scarf was of pinkish color to those wondering. And this tree was filled with cherries. Jimmy timed his moment very poorly. As he passed under it, the silk scarf fell off, and landed on him, mysteriously fitting perfectly around his neck. It also tied itself into the exact knots that it belonged to originally which made it very uncomfortable for Jimmy.

Jimmy nearly went into a panic. He remembered what had happened the last time a scarf had appeared in this manner: an agonizing, multi minute transformation into Suri Polomare. But that wasn't the fate in store for him today.

His brown hair shifted to two-tone red, with a yellow band with depictions of cherries appearing in said hair, which then began growing longer, beyond its already voluminous lengths until it almost reached the floor, before piling itself up on the back of his head.

Speaking of his head, his red glasses were smashed into pieces (yet again) as his nose stretched wider, before merging with his mouth, which had grown out of his face, to form a muzzle that jutted out on the front of his face. His ears also shifted to the top of his head and became pony ears of course. A beauty mark (or mole if you prefer) appeared on his new pony head. Very pale yellow fur sprouted on his newly changed head and ears, but wouldn't spread down until the rest of his body changed.

He looked like an Anthro (and legend had it he had transformed into an Anthro version of Sunset Shimmer a long time ago, even though said story of that event for of a different Collab was never published.). The only thing that looked out of place was his still human body in comparison to his changed pony head. That would change in due time as the transformation went on.

His eyes then began to change color from blue to a light pistachio, and grew in size, along with his brown eyebrows shifting color to something similar of his furred head.

Not only that, eyeshadow of a pale, light grayish crimson color appeared above his newly changed eyes. Also two pieces of eyelashes appeared on the upper portion of his changed eyes near the eyeshadow.

Before long he heard a very familiar sound: his back shifted and broke apart, forcing him onto all fours.

Following this rather abrupt change, his arms and legs shrank in length, before his feet morphed into hooves and the joints inverted. This change in his feet caused his shoes and socks to buckle and broke apart, falling to useless tatters on the ground, which revealed his new hooves.

This left him in his pants, underwear, and shirt.

His arms underwent similar changes, his fingers merging together and cracking before his elbow joints flipped over, making a horrific cracking noise as they did so. His chest expanded in size, which felt really tight for his shirt, before a tail exploded out of his butt, which poked a hole in his pants, and it took on the same colour as his mane.

Then a rather crucial part of his anatomy was sucked up HER backside, before being replaced by two lumps.

As a cutie mark depicting a pair of cherries appeared on her flank, of which of flash of light was seen inside her pants, and just like her head from before, the rest of her body was covered in very pale yellow fur, starting from below her head and all the way down her body before finishing out at her back hooves.

Cherry Jubilee looked about, removing the most horrible garments she found herself in (which consisted of the remains of her pants, underwear, and shirt).

Once she was out of those clothes, she now looked like her true self: right down to her headband and silk scarf. Her cutie mark was even seen in full view once the pants and underwear were removed.

She then stepped up to the cherry tree. "Well, Ah say!" she said (she also gained a country accent, which is odd given that was she wasn't speaking much during the transformation), not aware of strange bipedal organisms looking at her in odd ways.

"We're in fer a good harvest of cherries this year!" And off she went, not aware of whether she was Humbrol red or Crimson Lake.

Author's Note

I'M BACK BABY!!!! :D :D :yay: :yay:

Here's my music of choice to welcome my comeback of a new story from me :3

Can y'all guess down below in the comments as to which classic 20th Century Video Game has that type of music in the video provided above? :raritywink:

Here's a hint: it's something related that was built in the 1860's.