DO NOT READ THIS: KEPT ONLY FOR INSPECTION

Everypony was there. Derpy, the Mane 6, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were all there. I’ll say it again, they were all there. I know I’m just repeating myself at this point but they obviously cared enough to be there. That warmed my heart

“Okay, no distractions, everypony, just keep quiet so I can focus on my spell” demanded Twilight. As her horn started to glow, she was obviously concentrating hard, and then Derpy decided to stop flying and fall flat on her face.

“Huh?!” exclaimed Twilight and turned around. Then came the magic explosion.

When we woke up, it wasn’t the same smells, sounds, or feelings around. Instead of the smells of raw vegetables and hay, there were the smells of fresh cut glass and one of my neighbor Tim’s neighborhood-famous cookouts. Instead of the clopping of hooves and friendly chatter of ponies out shopping, there were sounds of another neighbor’s son Daniel rolling the trash away and loud music from behind me. Instead of the dirt road that goes all around Ponyville, there was hard concrete underneath. It took me all of ten seconds to realize I wasn’t in Equestria anymore.

“Gah! We’re at your place Damo!” shouted Price.

“Urgh. But this doesn’t feel like Horsemare Lane!” I responded. Horsemare Lane is the street I lived on in Ponyville.

“No. He means your place, dude!” fretted Henry. He sounded very worried.

“I don’t understand the question!” I flustered. That’s a running gag of mine, whenever I really just don’t understand something, instead of saying “I don’t understand” I’ll say “I don’t understand the question!”

“I’m getting up” I grunted. I was in denial, but I knew it. I opened my eyes and answered my fears, we were back in Lawrence. In my driveway. With 6 naked women, a naked teenager, 3 naked girls around our age, and a looks-about 7 year old naked boy surrounding us. Shit!

“Derpy! You interrupted my spell!” screamed one of the women, seeming to be about 24, with black hair and a purple and pink highlight down the front, and a double B cup-size. Twilight.

“Sah-ree!” said the teenager, blonde haired and walleyed also with double B’s, sadly. Derpy

“Well look at us now!” screamed another woman, looking to be about 22, with a southern accent, blonde hair in a ponytail, cowboy hat, and double C cup-size. Applejack

“I look ridiculous! And it’s your fault. And just look at my hair!” shrieked the oldest woman, in her late 20’s/early 30’s, purple hair, another BB, and a British accent. Rarity.

“Well, um, I don’t mind” stuttered a woman, looking 22-maybe 23, double C’s, pink hair, and really big eyes.  Fluttershy.

“Well, I really like it!” giggled a woman with really, unnaturally, pink and poofy hair, about 21, and BB’s (again, who’d ‘a thunk it?). Pinkie Pie. Then she looked down. “Ooo! What’re these! Hehe! These are fun!” as she… I don’t even want to talk about it.

“Well look at us! I mean really” said a girl, along with two other, all 13. One, the one who spoke, with pink hair, another with white hair and a pink highlight, and the last one, red hair (and I mean red hair). “We look ridiculous!”

“Hey, don’t forget me!” squealed a 7 year old boy with a green faux-hawk. Spike.

“You haven’t changed much” said the last one. Rainbow hair, about 25-26-27, and double D’s, and that’s an understatement. I mean they were huge. Melons. Balloons. I got an erection on the spot! “Look at me! I got these things, and I have wa-a-a-a-y to much hair!”

She wasn’t lying on that. It was down to her ass, which was pretty nice in of itself! She was the hottest woman I had ever laid my eyes on. Ever.

“Let-let’s get ya-you inside” I stuttered. I turned to Harry and Price. “Da-yum! Look at Rainbow!” I whispered

“You don’t think I already haven’t?” responded Price.

“I don’t feel like this is right” muttered Twilight as we walked in

“It isn’t” I muttered back

“Ooo! They look just like you!” squealed Pinkie. What was she talking about?

Then I looked up. There were Another Harry, Price, and Me on the couch.

“What. The. Fuck” me and other me said in unison