Chapter Four
Life Goes On

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There really wasn’t anything else to be done but to follow Pinkie’s advice. As Twilight tried on numerous outfits she owned, there was always a noticeable bulge that she just couldn’t hide. Not by herself, anyway.

Thankfully, there was an obvious solution. If none of Twilight’s clothes could conceal her new member, she would just need clothes that did. And if Twilight needed clothes, there was one obvious solution.

So Twilight followed Pinkie’s advice, heading out of the castle for the first time since the experiment to head to the Carousel Boutique. She left late at night so she wouldn’t run into anyone. She was a little worried about dropping in so late, but it was important and Rarity was known to stay up late into the night.

Along the way, Twilight thought of Pinkie and what had happened between them. She thought often about that encounter. It had only been a few days, but it scarcely left her thoughts. Most of the time she was disgusted with herself for allowing something like that to happen with her friend. In her moments of weakness, she would revel in the memory. That disgusted her too.

Twilight tried to hurry through town, both to avoid meeting anyone and to try and distract herself from the thought. The last thing she needed was for that thing to grow more obvious because Twilight just couldn’t keep her mind from the gutter.

In the end, she managed to make it to Rarity’s shop without running into anyone. She ignored the closed sign as she knocked on the door, second-guessing how late she was showing up unannounced.

There was a moment of silence, then the sound of the door unlocking was followed by its opening. Rarity was on the other side, first looking confused at having a visitor, then blinking, then shifting to a different confused expression as she saw who her visitor was. “Twilight? Whatever is the matter?”

“Hi, Rarity. Can I come in?”

“Oh, yes, of course.” Rarity stood aside to let Twilight into the room. “Beg your pardon, darling, it’s just so unlike you to turn up at this hour.”

“I know, and I’m sorry.” Twilight turned to face Rarity, feeling like her problem had to be immediately obvious even though she told herself that Rarity wouldn’t have any reason to look down at her crotch.

“It’s no problem at all, I was up working on a new design.” Rarity smiled and gestured to a chair. “Please, have a seat, then you can tell me whatever it is that’s on your mind.”

Twilight did as instructed, grateful that sitting down made that thing less obvious. For good measure, she folded her hands in her lap, hating the way she could feel it through her skirt.

“Where to start…” At least with Pinkie, this part was easy. Although Twilight was embarrassed at the fact that Pinkie had noticed her, it did save her from having to admit it. It seemed she wouldn’t have that luxury with Rarity.

“How about we start with tea?” Rarity suggested. “I daresay, whatever this is has gotten you quite nervous, so perhaps that would calm you down.”

“Tea sounds nice,” Twilight said with a smile, so Rarity retreated to another room to prepare it. Meanwhile, Twilight looked around the familiar shop and all the clothes held within it. Would Rarity have a solution for her in all these clothes? She’d made clothes for Starlight before, so she had to have some experience in this sort of thing.

Rarity returned within a few minutes, gave Twilight her tea, then sat down in a nearby chair with a cup of her own. “Now then, do tell me what has got you so worked up.”

Twilight gingerly took a sip of tea, then set it aside to cool. “It’s a bit embarrassing to talk about.”

“Well then, it’s good we are such dear friends, is it not?” Rarity smiled comfortingly. “And if secrecy is required, you know I wouldn’t dare tell a soul.”

“I know, and I appreciate that.” Twilight inclined her head, not quite meeting Rarity’s eyes. “And… I would definitely appreciate you keeping this between us.”

“Of course.”

Twilight took a deep breath. “So I was running some experiments with Starlight, and we got some… strange results.”

“I see. What kind of results?”

Twilight’s hands twitched, and she felt herself through the fabric of her skirt unintentionally. “Embarrassing ones. We were researching how to get Starlight a vagina, and instead we… well, we wound up giving me a penis.”

“Ah. Yes, I do see why you’d feel uncomfortable with this development.”

Twilight nodded. “We’re still looking into a solution, but the spell was only designed to go one way. So for now, I just have to live with it.”

“And you’re finding your current wardrobe somewhat lacking,” Rarity said knowingly. “Yes, I’m glad you came to me with this. I’ll make it my priority over the next few days to help you through this.”

“Thank you, Rarity. Pinkie was over the other day, and well, she noticed… Fluttershy stopped by briefly as well, and I’m not sure if she did.”

Rarity’s mouth twitched. “Our dear Pinkie can lack tact sometimes…”

“Oh, I’m not upset with her or anything.” No, Twilight was only upset with herself for what happened between the two of them. “I just want to keep this between as few ponies as possible. I’m just glad it’s only Pinkie and maybe Fluttershy that realized.”

“Of course.” Rarity took a sip of her tea, reminding Twilight to do the same with her own, then she stood up. “Well, it’ll take me some time to make outfits for you, but I daresay I can get you some off the rack items that’ll work out better than your current clothes. I do hope you don’t take offense to them being stallion’s pants.”

“No, I understand,” Twilight said. She felt like she was half stallion already, no reason to be shy about wearing their pants.

Rarity disappeared into another room, but she called out to Twilight from it. “Perhaps some of these thicker skirts will help you hide it while maintaining a more feminine ensemble as well.”

“That sounds great,” Twilight called back. It wasn’t exactly that she cared about looking feminine, but she had always liked the style of long skirts.

Rarity returned with some items, so Twilight took another sip of her tea, then stood to take them from her. Before she could, Rarity set them off to the side. “I do hate to say it, but well, it would help to know what we’re working with. Perhaps you wouldn’t mind stripping so I can get some measurements?”

Twilight blushed. “You need to measure, er, that?”

“No no, just to your underwear. I wouldn’t put you through anything more undignified than I need to.”

Twilight sighed and turned away from Rarity. She had been so unconcerned about showing it off to Starlight less than a week earlier, but now that it was something she was stuck with, she was becoming increasingly self-conscious about it.

Still, Rarity wouldn’t ask if she didn’t need these measurements, and Twilight wouldn’t hesitate normally. So she gripped her skirt, and pulled it down. She had to take a moment to steel herself, keeping turned away from Rarity.

“I would normally remind you it’s nothing I haven’t seen before, but well…” Rarity’s voice was light and playful, clearly she had intended it as a joke.

But to Twilight, it was just a reminder that there was something wrong with her. She looked down, and could actually see her dick through the gaps the bulge left in her normally form-fitting panties.

Even though she realized it would mean that Rarity was going to see her dick, Twilight turned around. Ever the professional, Rarity didn’t comment. Instead she simply levitated a tape measure over and started taking measurements of Twilight’s body.

“I know you’re aware,” Rarity said as she worked, “but you are not the first lady I’ve worked with who’s currently sporting this particular equipment.”

“I know, you’ve done fittings for Starlight as well.”

“And others.” That was news to Twilight, but she wasn’t surprised. Rarity was a well-known seamstress, of course she would attract all kinds of mares to her shop. “I must confess, I don’t know much about designing underwear with these specifications in mind.”

Twilight wanted to disappear. “I guess it’s pretty obvious I don’t know what to do about that either… I guess maybe I should buy some stallion’s underwear for now.”

“I wouldn’t presume to know, but I do believe there are other options. Talk to Starlight about it.”

Of course, that was such a stupidly obvious suggestion that Twilight hadn’t ever thought of. “You’re right, I should’ve gone to her first.”

“The clothes I can do,” Rarity said, standing up. “But yes, when it comes to the delicates, Starlight would know more than I do.”

“Are we all done?” Twilight asked hopefully.

“With measurements, yes, but I’ll need you to try on some of these clothes, lest you get home with them only to realize they don’t fit.”

Obediently, Twilight tried on the outfits Rarity had brought out for her. Most of them were pants of a few different sizes, but there were some skirts as well. The skirts all fit nicely, though it took a few tries to figure out which pants fit her best. Once they did know, however, Rarity got a few different similar sized pairs to tide Twilight over until she could get her something customized.

Twilight wound up staying in one of the pairs of pants. Examining herself in the mirror, she could still see the faint outline of her dick, but only when she was specifically looking for it. All in all it was a big improvement.

With that settled, Twilight sat with Rarity to finish their tea. She was worried that Rarity would keep asking about Twilight’s dick, something she would hardly blame her for being curious about, but they talked about other things entirely.

Which, with Rarity, mostly meant her current clients and the outfits she was designing for them. It wasn’t a subject that Twilight was particularly invested it, but it was comforting how normal the conversation was.

By the time she left, Twilight was feeling just a little better about her situation. Which was not to say she felt good about it by any means, but she wasn’t terrified of seeing her neighbors on the street, at least.

With that in mind, it was almost freeing to be out of the castle. She’d been keeping herself locked up in it for days, too afraid of seeing anyone to leave. And so when she left the Boutique, she decided to take a stroll through Ponyville rather than heading straight home.

Besides, Ponyville by moonlight was a sight to see. It was calming, more so than almost anything else Twilight knew. The town always managed to cheer Twilight up, but at night, that cheer took the form of peace settling deep into her soul.

She chuckled to herself at the thought, chiding herself gently for the teenage-level poetry. It was a nice night and Twilight wanted to take a walk through it. Leave it at that.

Her walk did take her past a few ponies, and each one of them she met with a friendly greeting. Nopony said anything about the fact she was in stallion’s pants or about the bulge in those pants. At least here in the relative darkness, she finally convinced herself that she was safe from being found out.

She paused when she reached the bridge over the stream that passed through town, since she saw the first pony she recognized. Standing on the bridge was Fluttershy, though she hadn’t seen Twilight. She was leaning on the guardrail, looking down into the water.

Twilight stopped to consider what she wanted to do. Well, she knew what she wanted to do; she wanted to go see her friend, to say hi and to apologize for the other day. But actually doing it was… another matter.

‘It’s Fluttershy,’ Twilight reminded herself. ‘She’s my friend. She wouldn’t care even if she knew, and there’s no reason she’d find out now.’

But on the other hand… ‘It’s Fluttershy… if there’s one person I want to keep this from…’

Before Twilight could decide, Fluttershy looked Twilight’s way and smiled. That settled it, there was only one option left.

Twilight put a smile on and walked over to Fluttershy. “Hey, Shy. Didn’t expect to run into you out here.”

“I was just out for an evening stroll. What about you?”

“I’m doing the same thing,” Twilight said, reaching Fluttershy and standing beside her.

Fluttershy giggled and pointed down. “With that?”

For one horrible second, Twilight thought she was pointing at Twilight’s dick, then she realized she had the bag of clothes from Rarity hanging off her arm. “I picked up some things from Rarity, then went on a walk.”

“Oh, getting some new outfits?”

“Nothing fancy, just some pants and skirts.”

“I see.” Thankfully, Fluttershy turned back to the water without asking to see the clothes. “It’s so peaceful out at night.”

Twilight set the bag down. “Yeah it is. Looking at anything in particular?”

“Look down there. There are some fish out.”

Twilight looked where Fluttershy pointed. At first she didn’t see anything, then one jumped out of the water. “Oh!”

Fluttershy giggled. It was such a musical sound. “I’m glad to run into you.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Well, the last time I saw you, you said you were sick. I’ve been worried about you.”

“Oh, right.” Twilight stared down at the water, not wanting to look directly at Fluttershy since she still felt guilty for the lie. “I’m feeling better now.”

“I guess Starlight took care of you with Spike gone.”

Well, that was sort of true. “Yeah, Starlight’s been great lately.”

“It must be nice, living with someone you’re so close with.”

“It is,” Twilight said with a smile. She braved a look up at Fluttershy and saw she was frowning. “Is something wrong?”

Fluttershy quickly shook her head and smiled. “Oh no, nothing! I’m glad you and Starlight are so close.”

Not for the first time, Twilight got the impression Fluttershy had something against Starlight. They always got along fine when they were together, but once in a while, she would act like this when talking about the fact that Starlight and Twilight lived together.

She didn’t want to pry, but… “Are you sure everything is okay?”

“It’s fine, really, Twilight.”

“So what’s on your mind then?”

Fluttershy turned away again. “Nothing.”

That didn’t sound convincing, but Twilight wasn’t sure how to press for more, or even if she should. “It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me.”

“Twilight?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I have a hug?”

Twilight cocked her head to the side. She hadn’t expected a question like that. “Of course you can. Here.”

Twilight held out her arms, and Fluttershy fell into them. They fit so nicely together, Twilight thought. It was far from the first time she had thought that about Fluttershy.

“Want to know what I was thinking about?”

“Of course.”

“I was wondering if… if you and Starlight ever, I don’t know. Thought you two might be more than friends.”

Twilight furrowed her brow. Where did that come from. “No, we’re just friends. Best friends, just like me and you, or like Rarity or the others, but still friends.”

“Sometimes it just feels like you’re closer with Starlight…”

“Are you… are you jealous of her?”

“No,” Fluttershy answered quickly. “I… I know we’re best friends too, I was just, I don’t know, curious. I’m sorry, I’m being nosy.”

Fluttershy pulled away, so Twilight stepped beside her and put an arm around her. “To tell you the truth… Starlight has a huge crush on Trixie.”

“Uhm, everyone knows that, Twi.”

Twilight laughed. “I guess it’s pretty obvious. But yeah, I don’t think Starlight has her eyes on anyone else, you know?”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

“And maybe…”

Fluttershy leaned into Twilight’s embrace. “Maybe?”

‘Maybe I have a crush on somepony else too,’ Twilight finished in her head. “Nothing, I’m just supportive of her. I would never push for anything with her when she clearly wants to be with someone else. Uhm, not to mention I just don’t see her that way.”

“Right. I’m glad.” Fluttershy shifted uncomfortably. “I mean, glad you two know where you stand with each other, of course.”

“Yeah, I understand.”

It felt nice being so close with Fluttershy. They didn’t even need to say anything, Twilight moved her arms around Fluttershy so she was holding her, and Fluttershy leaned back against Twilight. With nopony else around, it was like the night was just theirs.

She debated telling Fluttershy her secret then, because for once, it almost didn’t feel so bad. But she kept it to herself. The night was so still, there was a sort of magic to it. A spell that would be broken if Twilight spoke anything.

‘There I go with the teenage poetry again,’ Twilight thought with a wry smile. But still, being with Fluttershy made her feel normal, and with the week she’d had, that was the most important thing she could ask for.

Author's Note

lol how many of you were expecting that fitting to become unprofessional? That was something that drove me to writing this fic though, a porn story where characters act like people, and well, most of the time these kinds of situations don’t devolve into sex. There will be a lot more sex as this story progresses, but it’ll (ideally) all make sense when it happens and not be the plot of a bad porno. It’s the plot of a good porno, dammit!