Though neither of the pegasi chauffeurs recognized the store name, they flew Anon's chartered chariot to the address he gave them. They touched down on a Canterlot back street. The store itself was rather plain-looking, with no more than a sign adorning the exterior with the image of a bushel of wheat. Anon half-expected it to be full of farming supplies. He walked inside. At first glance the interior resembled Rarity's boutique. A unicorn greeted him.

"Oh, hello, you must be new! I'm Velvet. Welcome to The Crop. How may I help you?" she asked. Her fur was a dull lilac, and her mane was pink, with a gentle curl in her bangs.

Anon showed her the business card that Rarity had given him. "Hey, um, Rarity suggested that I come here for some... things."

"Miss Rarity sent you!?" Velvet squealed. "Oh I am such a big, big fan of hers!"

"Heh. Aren't we all," Anon said, looking at the racks of apparel, varying from lingerie to even more risqué outfits.

"So what sort of... things, were you looking for?" she asked.

Considering the nature of the wares surrounding them, Anon had no problem telling her, "I've recently gotten into studding. So I was looking for anything that I could use to help me do that."

"Would this be for you, or your clients?" she asked with professionalism.

"I'm not sure. Maybe both? Though I don't know if this stuff is what I need. I was thinking a bit more hands, er, hooves-on marital aides."

"Ah," Velvet said. "Why don't I have my colleague help you. Strap?" she called toward the back of the store. A beige earth pony wearing what looked to be an executioner's hood came forward. "Strap, would you be so good as to show... oh I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."

"Anon."

Velvet gasped. "It's you! Oh my goodness, I- I didn't even know! Strap, did you-"

"Yes, I heard," Strap said.

"Really?" Anon asked.

"News of an S-Class stud travels fast," Velvet said. "Though I must say, you're not quite what I imagined."

"Yeah, I've been getting that a lot," Anon said.

"I'm sorry, I meant no offence," Velvet apologized.

"None taken," Anon assured her.

"What's an S-Class like you even doing in here?" Strap asked. "Usually we're selling aides to D-boys to help them make up for their- *ahem*... shortcomings."

"Well as you said, news travels fast," Anon said. "I've got half of Equestria lining up for their turn with me. And it's going to get exhausting. So I figured I ought to have a few other tools under my belt other than just the one I was born with."

Strap nodded. "Understandable. This way." Anon followed the masked stallion through the curtained doorway into the back room. The face of the store abutting the street wasn't very wide. But it was deceptive of just how big the store actually was inside. Anon beheld 'the back room'. Tables, shelves, and countertops lined, filled, and covered with every sex toy he could possibly have imagined. And a great deal more that he could never have imagined. Dildos of all shapes and sizes. Beads, plugs, all sorts of mechanisms that Anon could only begin to guess as to their purpose or function. Saddles, harnesses, whips and-

Anon picked up a small whip. "Oh, The Crop! I get it now," he said, holding the riding crop. Anon looked at some of the price tags. "So anyways my budget is..." He looked into his bits pouch, seeing that Celestia had given him denominations that he had never seen before. "Almost limitless, apparently."

Anon started to just point at the things he wanted to buy. Too numerous to carry. Strap just stood by and jotted down the item serial numbers. Anon recognized the sybian, with a universal mount and several other literal sex machines.

"What the fuck is this?" Anon asked.

"What, you mean the Applejack Hammer?" Strap asked. He attached a dildo to the 'operational end', plugged it in, and pressed the button. It was basically a hoof-held jackhammer, but with a dildo. He pointed at the dials on the side. "Variable ranges of depth and speeds."

"Yeah, I'll take that too," Anon said "Does that work with the cum-lube dildos?"

"You'll need the adapter."

"Add it to the list."

"Will you be buying the cum-lube for that as well?" Strap asked.

Anon looked him dead in the eyes. "I'll take your entire stock."

Walking back out to the front desk, Strap added up the order and told him the total. Anon dumped his bit pouch on the counter and paid for it all. Velvet looked over the invoice and then looked outside.

"I hope you're not planning on taking all this in that little thing," Velvet said, looking at the single passenger chariot, and then back at the invoice. "You'll be way over the weight limit."

"Do you deliver?" he asked.

"For a fee," she said. Anon pushed a few more high value bits across the counter. "To what address?"

"The Ponyville Spa," he said. "How soon can you get everything there?"

Velvet said, "Usually it would be five to seven-" Anon pushed a couple more large coins. "Or we can overnight it."

"That's what I like to hear," Anon said. He grabbed his receipt.

"Thank you for choosing The Crop! Be sure to tell your friends!"

Anon boarded the chariot again and they took off into the air. Below, he could see that the mob at the castle had migrated to the train station. Tickets to Ponyville would be likely selling out right now. The trip down to Ponyville from the mountain was shorter than the flight up. Anon used his time to rest and prepare for a long day ahead.

Vitalized as he was drinking Celestia's 'fountain of youth' the night before, he was still thoroughly tired by the time he got home that evening. That shipment of toys from the sex shop couldn't come fast enough. He shuffled through town back to his condo, summoning what strength he had left in even his strong arm to unlock and open the door.

He flipped on the light switch on the wall. The ceiling light was a bit inadequate for lighting the whole room. He walked across the kitchenet to the living room to turn on the-

"Was that floor lamp always there?" he asked into the empty room. He wouldn't have put it past himself to have just never noticed it before. And he was quite tired. He reached under the lamp shade to pull the light chain.

Anon was thrown back to the floor and the lamp burst into a flash of green flames. And then a creature stood before him, almost as tall as Celestia, but charcoal black, looking like a cross between a pony, a bug, and a block of swiss cheese. Anon shrieked and scurried backwards away from the thing, tripping over an armchair that hadn't been there a moment ago.

The front door to Anon's condo burst open. Princess Twilight Sparkle and the other Elements of Harmony stormed in. "Here she is!" Twilight shouted. Her horn charged to volley a magical attack at the creature, but all that came forth were soap bubbles. The black monster charged its horn to fire back, with the same, harmless result.

"Ah, Anon, I see you've met your new roommate," the armchair said. In a flash of white light, it vanished, and Discord appeared in its place.

"Discord!" Twilight shouted. "I should have known you'd have a talon in this!"

"Well exuuuse me, Princess," Discord chided. "I don't know how many times I must save Equestria before you'll trust me."

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!" Anon screamed.

"I'm actually glad you asked," Discord said. "You see, after your little, hehe, outpouring of love in Canterlot, a certain queen had managed to gather enough power to escape her stone prison. Naturally, I sensed it immediately and dispatched myself to apprehend her." Discord turned and stuck his tongue out at Twilight. "You're welcome, by the way!"

Discord looked at Anon as he continued, "But then I thought- I thought to myself... Self, you know who would appreciate this? Anon!"

"I don't appreciate this!" Anon yelled. "I don't appreciate anything about any of this!"

"Oh, but you don't understand, Anon!" Discord said, pointing at the creature. "You see, Chrysalis here is a changeling! Which means she can shapeshift into anything! And I thought to myself- I thought... Self, poor Anon is all alone in this world, with no other humans. But I know a certain 'ling who could turn herself into a human!"

"Discord! Chrysalis is dangerous!" Twilight yelled.

"Correction, she was," Discord said. "But now..."

Chrysalis was still backed into the corner like a frightened animal, visibly emaciated, and fruitlessly trying to cast spells with her horn to no effect. She darted for the window and tried to jump through it, colliding face-first with an invisible barrier.

"As you can see," Discord said smugly, "She's quite harmless. This residence is her new prison. Celestia's stone spell failed to contain her. But this..." Discord tapped on the enchanted walls of the condo, thrumming with magical energy. "This won't."

Chrysalis lashed out at the others in the room, flailing at them with her hooves. Twilight, Discord and Anon. Each time her attack buffeted off of them in a harmless shower of white sparks. She would have had better luck trying to punch through a solid steel plate.

"Now, now," Discord chided. "You two play nice. This is your parole after all. I don't want to be hearing any bad reports from Anon, here."

"Why are you doing this to me!?" Anon and Chrysalis both asked Discord in stereo.

"As I said, so Anon could have a human partner!" Discord repeated. Anon didn't look convinced. Neither did Twilight. "And it's just jolly good chaos!" Discord added with honest mirth. "Who knows? Maybe Anon here will be the one to reform her! But really, Anon, she can change in to anything you want. Anything at all." Discord gave him a lecherous grin. "And feel free to do whatever you want to her. Indulge in your most deviant fantasies. There is nothing too bad that you can do that her crimes don't deserve."

Chrysalis hissed at them.

"No. Just- no." Anon groaned.

"Tell you what, I'll sweeten the deal," Discord said. "If you can make it a week without killing each other, I'll open a portal for you to go back to your home!"

"WAIT! That was always an option!?" Anon shouted.

"Ta-ta!" Discord vanished.

Anon, Chrysalis, Twilight and the rest of the mane six stood there in the living room.

"I'm moving," Anon said.

The refrigerator door opened and Discord poked his head out. "Uh-uh!" he chided. "You have to live here for the week, too."

"That was never part of the deal!" Anon snapped.

"I am altering the deal. Pray I do not alter it further." He vanished again and the door shut itself.

"Anon, you don't have to stay here," Twilight said.

Anon rubbed his head. It was late. He was tired. He really didn't want to deal with any of this. He just wanted to go to sleep. But the prospect of being able to go home was too appealing to ignore.

"No," he said.

"What!?" Twilight balked.

"I'll stay. I'll- I'll play along," Anon said. "He said she's harmless now so... whatever."

Twilight looked at him, and then at Chrysalis. She didn't trust the former queen of the changelings at all. And she barely trusted Discord much farther than she could throw him.

"Maybe he's right," Fluttershy said softly from behind Twilight. "Maybe Anon can be the one to reform her. He's quite a sweetheart." Hearing that made Anon smile amid all the stress. "And Discord is a pretty good judge of character."

"I dunno about that," Rainbow Dash grumbled.

Twilight looked at her friends and then back at Anon. "It's up to you," she said. "But if anything happens, just call out for us and we'll be here."

"Thanks," Anon said. Twilight's horn spewed a few more bubbles. She huffed in indignation and walked outside to be able to use her magic again to teleport away. The rest of the ponies quietly left and he closed the door. He walked back into the living room. Chrysalis sat in the corner where she had been. "Well, it looks like we're stuck with each other. I suppose proper introduction are in order. I'm Anonymous, but everyone just calls me Anon. And you're... Chrysalis, yes?

"QUEEN Chrysalis!" She snarled. "Of the House Carapace, First of Her Name, the Unturned, Queen of the Drones and the First Gnats, Majesty of the Great Holey Hive, Breaker of Brains, and Mother of Grubs!"

"... Yeah, no. I'm not saying all that shit every time I want you to pass the salt. How about Chryssi?"

"How about I rip your throat out!?" she growled.

"Cool. Chryssi it is."

"I've killed creatures for lesser offences!" She swung at him again and her hooves ricocheted off of him harmlessly.

Anon yawned. "Yeah, that's real neato. But I get the feeling those days are behind you now." He turned and walked into the kitchenette, grabbing a cider from the fridge. He looked around for the bottle opener. "Hey, c'mere for a sec."

She sat where she was and crossed her hooves. "Hmf!"

Anon walked over to her and grabbed her horn, using one of the crooks in it to open the bottle cap. She was powerless to stop him as she yelped but was otherwise unharmed. "That's for trying to kill me," he said and then took a sip. "Twice. But now we're square-zies."

"This is so undignified!" she growled through her grit teeth.

"You want one?" Anon offered her a bottle, waving it at her. "Makes you feel better. I've got a bunch and I've recently come into a bit of money. So I'm feeling extra generous." She turned her nose up at him. Anon shrugged. "Suit yourself." He settled on the couch and sipped his drink. It would probably be his dinner. "Are you sure you don't want something to eat, or drink? You look hungry."

"Changelings are empaths. We feed on love," she said.

"Ah." Anon took another sip of his drink. "Well with that attitude, it's no wonder you look like you're starving." She hissed at him. "See, that right there is what I mean. You get more bugs with honey than vinegar."

"I will not be your whorse!"

"I wasn't asking you to be," he said. "But if we're going to be stuck together like this, we can at least be civil." He looked at the clock on the wall. "Look, I've got a long day of work tomorrow. So I'm gonna finish my drink, and then I'm gonna go to sleep."

Chrysalis stood up and trotted past him into the hallway.

Anon sat on the couch and drank his cider. He clicked his heels together and repeated, "There's no place like home. There's no place like home." A few minutes later he finished his drink and tossed the bottle in the returnable bin. He walked down the hall to his bedroom. He found his bed occupied. He made a mental note to get another bed for the guest room, for his... guest.

"Come on, get out of my bed."

She hissed at him again.

Anon just shook his head in dismay. "Fuck it."

Anon turned around and went back out to the living room to sleep on the couch. He had slept on a couch plenty when he was living at Fluttershy's. Aside from their parting, he still remembered that time there fondly. He drifted away into his pleasant memories as sleep found him.

~

Anon awoke some time during the night. He realized he was sleeping on the couch and slowly opened his eyes to reposition himself. He looked up at a pair of glowing green eyes looking down at him in the darkness.

"JESUS FUCK!" Anon shrieked as adrenaline rushed through his body. He jumped with a start nearly falling off the couch. "The hell are you doing!?"

Against her dark silhouette, Chrysalis's teeth flashed in the moonlight as she spoke, "I was feeling snacky. You've a lot of love to give."

"So I've been told," he groaned. She had scared him so badly his stomach felt like it had done a flip. He hiccupped and burped at the same time. And he almost certainly needed a clean pair of shorts. Anon stood up and got changed before heading into the bedroom. Chrysalis followed after him. "What?"

Chrysalis took a deep breath. "May I..." she grit her teeth, like the words physically hurt to say, "...may I join you?"

"The fuck!? No!" Anon said as he got into his bed. "Waking up to you hovering over me just scared the shit outta me. I don't need that again!"

"Oh. Would you prefer something more agreeable, like..." In a flash of green flame, her form changed into that of a human. Specifically, she looked just like him. Dick and all. Butt naked.

"Oh, shit- this is fucking weird..." Anon groaned. "Couldn't you at least be female?"

With another flash of green flame, her form changed again. This time it was him, minus the penis. But with tits just above her crotch. Obviously she had never seen a human female before. He pointed at her crotch tits. "Okay, first of all, those go up here." He pointed at his own nipples. "The hair on your head should be longer. Wider hips. Softer facial features." Chrysalis made the mentioned changes. "Those should be bigger though," he said, pointing at her breasts.

Chrysalis adjusted their size in another flash of green light.

"Bigger."

Flash

"Bigger."

Flash

"Bigger," Anon repeated, indicating with his hands in front of his chest.

Chrysalis braced herself with her hands on her back with breasts each as large as her head. "How in the world do your females manage to walk erect like this?" she groaned.

Anon snickered. "Hehe. Erect." Even with his help, and the low light, and in spite of the fact that anime tits were his kryptonite, she was, at best, a four out of ten for a human female. A lot of her still looked way too butch from starting with Anon as a template. But at least she wasn't a terrifying bug-pony thing anymore. "Fuck it. It's a start."

Anon rolled over to go back to sleep. He felt the bed shift behind him. He looked back and saw her over his shoulder. "Um, excuse me? What are you doing?"

"I believe the term is 'cuddling'," she said, putting her arm around him, pressing her massive jugs against the back of his head. "Ponies seem quite fond of it."

"Uh, I know this seems weird since I'm a stud and all, but I literally just met you."

Chrysalis shifted her position and pressed her nose into the nape of his neck and sniffed him. "Did you not spend a night in Celestia's bed?" she asked. She ran her hand down along Anon's muscular arm. "Do not try to deny it. I can still sense her magic on you." Her hand ran down along his abdomen. "I could feel it when she was in her throes of pleasure. I imagine all of Canterlot did." Anon grabbed her wrist before she reached the waistband of his shorts and threw her arm off of him. Big tits or not, he still knew what she was. "Does your heart lie there still?" she asked.

The walls of the room around them flashed green as she transformed. Anon looked back over his shoulder to see her wearing Celestia's form. Unlike her guesswork to imitate a human female, her impression of Celestia was uncanny. But unlike Celestia's soft, maternal smile, the one Chrysalis wore was far to wide and mischievous. It didn't help when she licked her lips. Her expression softened into disappointment at his lack of a reaction.

"No," Chrysalis said plainly in Celestia's voice, as though answering her own question. "Not her then. But somepony."

Anon rolled over and pulled the covers tighter to himself, trying to pointedly ignore her. It's just a bad dream. It's just a bad dream.

"Such guarded feelings," she purred. "You keep your love locked in a vault. But I can tell it's a very big vault to hold it all. Somepony hurt you. Who was it Anon? Who hurt you?" Anon tried very hard to not think about Fluttershy. But the funny thing about not trying to think about something... "The yellow one?" she asked with amused surprise. The room flashed green again.

Anon knew better than to look. But curiosity got the better of him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Fluttershy. "How did you-"

She answered in Fluttershy's demure tone, "Discord's hex on me might keep me from manipulating your mind, but he can't stop me from reading it. Especially when you're practically broadcasting your thoughts quite so... intensely." Anon felt the breath from her nose against the back of his neck, as though she were smelling Pinkie Pie's freshly-baked pastries. He could hear her smack her lips. "Unrequited love. Such bitter sweetness!"

"Seriously, what's your problem!?" Anon snapped. "Earlier you said you wanted to rip my throat out, and now this!?"

Chrysalis shrugged. "As the saying goes, hunger sweetens the beans." She climbed over him to move into his field of view. He clenched his eyes shut. But he could still hear Fluttershy's voice in his ear. "Come now, Anon. This should be rather straightforward. You have something that I want. Surely there is something that you want that I could provide in exchange."

Her soft, yellow hooves pulled at the blanket. Anon's grip on it had weakened and it slipped from his fingers. Her hooves moved to his shorts, pulling them down. Anon could have stopped her. But he didn't. Part of him wanted to believe that he didn't want this. But a bigger part, a part he couldn't hide from her, knew that was a lie.

"Oh, Anon! Is this for me?" he heard Fluttershy's voice say, but he still couldn't bear to look at her. He felt her weight shift on the bed as she straddled him. He felt her warmth envelope him. "Oh Anon! You're so big! I love you so much!"

At that, Anon opened his eyes. He looked up at Fluttershy on top of him. Her words that he had longed for lingered in his ear. His last shred of rationality knew they were false lies, laced with venom. But in that moment, in that bed, he didn't care. His hands reached up and wrapped around her waist as he started to thrust up into her. Just tonight, just this once, he could pretend. "I love you, too."

His heartfelt, genuine words were honey in Chrysalis's ears. His rich love practically radiated off of him, and she absorbed it, basking in it like a reptile soaking up the warm sun.

She let him take her in whatever position he pleased. On top, bottom, from behind. They even invented a few positions. It was of no consequence to her how he chose to use her body. His love was a sumptuous banquet for the starved queen, and she gorged herself on it. Long into the night until it was so late that it was early.

Anon woke up the next morning alone in his bed. He felt exhausted but for some reason he had woken up before his alarm. He could feel how bloodshot his eyes were. "Ugh, what a fucking dream..." There was some commotion out in the main area of his condo. Realizing he wasn't alone in his home sent a fresh rush of adrenaline through him. He got to his feet and shuffled out into the kitchenette. He squinted and looked at the pony standing at the stove.

"Fluttershy?" he asked.

Fluttershy looked back at him over her shoulder. "Good morning, my love! I was just about to call you for breakfast."

"Oh yeah?" Anon smiled, sitting at the table, still not fully awake.

She flipped his breakfast out of the skillet onto a plate and set it in front of him. "I hope you like eggs," she said.

Anon looked at his breakfast and winced. "... Why the fuck are they green?" he asked.

"Green eggs come from green chickens, silly!" she said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh... okay." It made sense to him, barely conscious as he was. He took up his fork and started eating while she watched him intently. They didn't taste like eggs, but damn if they didn't taste amazing to him! They tasted just like his favorite food, a flavor which he would have never expected to come from eggs. "Green chickens you say?" he asked as he ate. "But how did you get them to taste like this? M.S.G.?"

Fluttershy just smiled at him. The alarm in Anon's bedroom started to go off. "I'll get that," Fluttershy said. You just keep eating."

As he finished his plate, the sound of his alarm shook him from his daze. Wait, Fluttershy didn't live here. She lived in her cottage. With Discord. Anon looked around the condo that he lived in, alone.

Wait-

Fluttershy walked back into the kitchen. The events of the last night came flooding back, hitting him like a sobering bucket of ice water.

"Wait, you're not Fluttershy! You're that shapeshifting thingy- Christmas!"

"Oh, are we done with playtime?" Chrysalis's voice came from Fluttershy's mouth.

"Fuuuck!" Anon groaned. He rubbed his head. He didn't have a headache or feel sick, but he still felt hungover from the lack of sleep. Anon looked at the kitchen clock. More pressing matters supplanted Anon's feelings of guilt and regret. "I need to go to work. You're not going to trash the place while I'm gone, are you?"

"Of course not!" Chrysalis scoffed. "How would that profit me?"

"Can you blame me for being nervous about leaving you here unsupervised?" he asked.

"Call in sick," she said, wrapping her hooves around him at his chair. She mewled into his ear, "Tell them you came down with a bug."

He shoved her hooves away. She wasn't Fluttershy. As good as last night was, and it was good... He hated himself for how much he enjoyed it. Just thinking about what he had done with her looking like that made him feel dirty. But he didn't have time for a shower. He could take one at the spa. Speaking of, he would soon be running late if he didn't get going.

There came an insistent knock at the front door. "Anon!? It's Twilight! Just checking in on you," she shouted through the door.

"I'm coming," Anon yelled, getting up from the table.

"You certainly were," Chrysalis purred.

"Shut the hell up, and fucking take that off right now!" he demanded. Chrysalis rolled her eyes and shed her Fluttershy disguise as Anon answered the door. Princess Twilight was standing outside.

"Good morning, Anon," Twilight said. "Do you mind stepping outside for a moment?"

"Sure, what's this about?" he asked, stepping over the threshold of his residence harmlessly.

Twilight relaxed a bit. "Nothing. I just wanted to make sure that you could, so I knew I was talking to the real Anon."

Anon scratched the back of his neck. "Right. That. She's right inside, in case you're wondering." He walked back inside.

Twilight followed after him and let out an audible gasp. The scrawny twig from the night before had filled out in all the right places, giving her a healthy plumpness, and she was now clearly taller than Celestia. Her stark, feral demeanor was replaced with a content smile. Ironic, considering that changelings don't eat actual food. All they eat is lov-

Twilight glared at Anon, who was presently sweating. "Anon? Why is bug big, Anon? Bug wasn't this big when she was dropped off... Answer me, Anon."

Anon just gulped. He grabbed his things and bolted for the door. "I- I'm late for work! Gotta run!"

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