Many years had passed since Zecora had first come to the Everfree Forest and set up a life for herself there. She had met many wonderful ponies in her youth and her fame as a potion maker was known all throughout Equestria. But now, since Princess Twilight Sparkle came into power, she had gotten older and her body started to follow suit.
When she was younger, she commanded a beautiful, busty figure with curves in all the right places, with breasts that would make even the most handsome mare jealous. And even now, the Zebra still had her curves, but it had started to show its age. She had started to sag, wrinkles and stretch marks that were natural for her age started to crop up, and she was not as beautiful as she once was, at least that was what she had thought.
Zecora could live with this fact as a natural passage of time, but the quest to reclaim her youth had always stirred in her mind. She had worked endlessly, working many a sleepless night to perfect a potion of youth. After many nights, even weeks working on the concoction, she finally had something that could be classed as functional. Hopefully…
Zecora stripped naked, stepping into her cauldron as the strange, glowing green liquid lapped at her legs, her large breasts hanging from her chest, sagging from age. She held a long necked bottle with a heart adorned on its glass body, and looked at the red brew inside the bottle. The Zebra was initially a bit skeptical of drinking from the bottle, but the reminder of her aging body pushed her to take a drink of the potion.
She tasted the concoction, taking a healthy swig of the brew as she wiped her mouth when she was done. Initially, she felt nothing, the sweet liquid passing her lips and down into her system. She thought something had gone wrong, looking at the bottle in confusion, but then she felt something stir inside her as she felt her body freeze up for a moment before falling back into the cauldron with a large splash.
Opening her eyes, she noticed that the surface of the cauldron was climbing higher and higher, gasping at the notion as she noticed a plume of air bubbles escaped her mouth, "Ghhablbl!!" The Zebra clawed at the liquid, trying to make a break for the surface but she just kept sinking deeper and deeper, the surface vanishing into the cauldron's mixture that surrounded her.
She didn't understand what was going on. Was she dreaming? Did the potion have some sort of adverse effects that affected the world around her? As she tried to swim up, she looked down to see her body had indeed started to regain its youth, many creases and wrinkles on her person started to vanish, her breasts lifting up and becoming more full once more. Zecora was amazed at the effects of the potion working, but her sinking under the surface into an endless, watery void was not something she accounted for.
Eventually, her sinking stopped as she paddled to keep herself afloat in the cauldron liquid. She felt a strength welling inside her, one that she had not felt since she first came to Equestria. Zecora kicked her legs like a frog and began her ascent to the surface. She looked up, not being able to see where the surface was, letting go of a few bubbles to see which way was up, something she had learned back in her youth while swimming for ingredients and recreation.
Her taut nipples poked forth, her breasts jiggling as she swam, pumping her arms and kicking her legs. Her lungs were burning inside her, the Zebra not having taken a proper breath before falling into the cauldron. She admitted that if she had taken a breath before her sudden descent, she would've been admittedly enjoying her swim back to the surface.
More air escaped her pursed lips in strings of air bubbles, her chest giving small convulsions. She began to swim faster, her need for air growing more and more. She felt that the jewellery adorning her person weighed her down, but she didn't have the time to remove them, she needed to breathe, and fast.
With a firm swim, she finally saw the surface above her and pushed herself even further, but Zecora couldn't hold her breath much longer. The first major convulsion hit her like a punch to the gut, bubbling a large amount of air as she curled forward, "NNGHHAAHBL!" She kept swimming however, kicking her legs like a dolphin as she felt the next convulsion hit, but she kept that down easily.
The Zebra was so close to the surface, she could see the light shining through the surface and reached out to it, but a third convulsion halted her swim as more air escaped her, making Zecora cover her mouth desperately in an attempt to keep the air down, which was escaping at a now uncontrollable rate, her breasts bouncing as she threw herself forth, her legs kicking wildly. Another convulsion forced a huge amount of air from her mouth as she threw her body backwards, her hands leaving her mouth, "AAAAAGHHGBLUBLBL!!"
Sinking back down, Zecora felt weak, her body tired as she lay there drowning. She wanted to swim, but she was just so tired… But she couldn't accept that, she had to ascend, her body be damned. She lashed at the water, slowly ascending little by little as she felt the liquid start to enter her person until at last she finally breached the surface with a gasp, "GHAAAAAAAHHH!"
She stood there coughing wildly. She no longer felt tired as she breached the surface, but her lungs still ached. Had it been a dream? Whatever the case, Zecora looked down at the busty, voluptuous and youthful figure she had for herself and smiled, a wild look to her eyes as she was overjoyed with the result. She looked down at the cauldron, a solid bottom to the pot beneath her feet. She didn't know what happened, but she was sure that she would be prepared next time. Maybe, just maybe, she might even get a kick out of it…
Author's Note
Another story imported from Derpibooru! Hope you enjoy my very niche fetish stories!
