Hondo felt the sun gently drift upon his face. Odd, their window didn’t face this side of the bed. Rolling over, the weight of the day seemed bigger than usual today as he slowly opened his eyes, it was almost like two large mounds of flesh had attached themselves to his… oh wait.

Honey Belle, slowly sat up in her bed, rubbing her temple as she did so. The so-called ‘weight’ of course was of her new assets. Twin creamy white mounds that both terrified her, and much to her chagrin, excited her.

“Mmm,” She murmured as she stretched her new slender limbs. Well add another pro to being an eighteen-year-old girl. With her new youth came a body free of morning pains. No soreness, no aching joints or bones. In fact, she felt pretty good physically.

“I can’t believe this is my body…” The sound of her voice, even this soft still felt so strange to her. It was still Sweetie’s voice, though admittedly there was a different sort of inflection with the way she spoke that just about made it her own. A male roughness to it that would tell her apart if one were to pick up on it.

“Yep this is my body, my voice, and my room.” She spoke to herself, trying to get used to the sound. Well, okay the room was actually Rarity’s when she had lived here. So was the bed, which of course was a canopy bed and just about the girliest thing you could imagine. Both she and Sweetie had wanted these kinds of beds, and Cookie had insisted they make that dream come true. How wonderful that she got to share in that tradition as the newest girl.

“You really do enjoy having daughters don’t you mom?” She winced as the words left her mouth. Of all the weird things she had to deal with, being made to say ‘mom’ instead of his wife’s name took the cake. Why did Cookie have to remember this silly prank spell?
Still this is what Cookie wanted, so no matter how much Hondo wanted to cast the counter-spell, she didn’t dare. At least not yet.

She just needed to get through a week or two of this and it’d be over. Or so she hoped. She had no idea how long this was supposed to last, and it was already being dragged out longer than she thought. Last night they were supposed to go see Rarity about her new wardrobe, and her new form, when instead they got sidetracked by clearing out this room so ‘Honey Belle’ could have her own space.

Looking around the said room, Honey scoffed. As if she was going to turn this into your typical young mare room. Right now it had exactly four things. A bed, a dresser, a vanity drawer with a mirror, and some empty bookshelves. Okay so that last thing could technically count as a few more things, but since they were all empty anyway, she didn’t feel the need to.

Then came her clothing, which consisted of nothing but borrowed pieces from her “Twin’s” wardrobe. Just enough to get her through a couple of days if needed, but both Sweetie and Cookie had insisted they visit Rarity today about that very subject. Try as Honey might, she knew there wasn’t anything she could say to get out of this or even put it off. No after a shower and some breakfast she had to get ready to be humiliated beyond all belief. Er That is be generously given outfits by her wise older sister.

This was going to suck.

“Knock Knock!” Came Cookie’s voice from the other side of the door, as she ironically also actually knocked on said door. She also didn’t wait for an answer before walking in, dressed in her ‘morning clothing’ which mainly consisted of an old purple dress and a white apron for cooking. Cookie always said it made her look plain, but Hondo always thought she looked great.

She still did, though being in the body of a young mare made it hard to get excited over the sight. She didn’t even want to think about doing anything even close to adult while like this!

“How is my beautiful daughter Honey Belle this morning?” Cookie asked as her voice practically oozed with sugar as she spoke. It took effort for Honey to not roll her eyes.

“Oh I’m just fine mom! Just trying to wrap my head around being… this, instead of your husband.” She hadn’t meant for her voice to sound so sarcastic. She really didn’t.

Much to her surprise, Cookie nodded without any hint of anger or annoyance. In fact she looked rather solemn.

“Okay, so I know I said that whole thing about a few days and all, but you’ve slept on it one could say, so hows about it? You want to keep going, or are ya ready to tap out?”

At first all Honey could do is stare at the older mare as the words sank in. Was she really saying what she thought she was?

“W-wait what do you mean? I thought-”

“And I do.” Cookie interrupted. “I frankly love the idea of my husband spending some time as a cute little mare, and learning all sorts of interesting things, but let’s be honest darling. If ya go through this wishing it was over already, then ya ain’t really going to learn anything don’t ya know? We both know it’d just make ya miserable the entire time. So we’ve both slept on it, and we can call it quits right here if ya want.”

Honey couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Could she really just go back to being Hondo right now? Act like it was all a dream? That sounded great! A dream come true even!

So… why couldn’t she speak? She just had to say she was ready to change back! Just a few simple words! Why wouldn’t they come?

“W-what do you want?” She heard herself say instead. Much as she thought she longed for this, she had to know something first. “What will you do if I remain like this? Will you really just treat me as your daughter and nothing else?”

It was clear Cookie didn’t want to answer. Already she was avoiding her gaze. The silence draped over the room ominously before the older mare sighed.

“Dear, to be honest I’m a bit jealous. I know you ain’t really all that excited to be a teenage girl, or well an eighteen year old to be all exact like, but you still get to be young again, and Sweetie Belle is beautiful, just like her older sister Rarity. Y-You’re gonna get to experience something I haven’t felt in years and… I kinda want to join ya in a way.” With that she looked down at her own body with a look of longing. Likely she felt the same about her body as he had felt about his yesterday.

He knew she loved him, and he did her, but they couldn’t deny that with age came some diminished looks to the outside world. He knew what other ponies thought when they saw that Sweetie and Rarity were their kids. How such beautiful creatures were related to them, two ponies who appeared past their prime. It could cut pretty deep some days.

“At the very least I want ya to give hanging out with our daughters, or your sisters, a chance.” Cookie continued, grasping Honey’s hands. “You can bond with them as a girl in a way you ain’t ever gonna be able to do as their father.”

“I…” Honey gulped. What Cookie just said was one of the reasons she had decided to go through with this in the first place. It had been so long since she had spent any time with her daughters that she was willing to put up with just about anything to finally have that again.

It also wasn’t like she didn’t see Cookie’s point with Honey currently being female as well. Growing up, it was Cookie Crumbles who Rarity and Sweetie mostly looked up to and went to for advice. If… if she could get even a small taste of that. She felt this would be worth it somehow. As if she’d finally get to see a side of them he had previously been denied.

Then… then there was the other thing that kept going through her mind. The thing that happened yesterday that she couldn’t shake from her thoughts. The feelings she had gotten from it. Try as she might, she couldn’t think of it as horrible.

She mentally pushed those feelings back down. They were still too confusing and raw to deal with right now. Everything about them just made her want to back out now, put this whole mess behind her.

And yet…

“I-I want to try this.” She whispered, surprised at her own determination.

“Honey it’s okay you don’t-”

“N-No It’s like you said. I can connect with my sisters in a way I never could before like this. S-so at least a few days. I want to give it a few days before I really decide if I can be this way for longer.” She took a deep breath. “I mean this will be a good test. If I can survive being made up like a doll by Rarity in a couple of hours, then I guess I can handle just about anything right?”

She tried for a weak smile and was surprised by how much stronger it felt. She… she wasn’t looking forward to any of this right? She didn’t have much time to speculate on that as Cookie’s arms wrapped around her.

“Thank you… really. I know I teased ya yesterday, but I really do think this could be a good experience for us both. I’m gonna talk ta Zecora today about maybe getting me some potion. We’ll see, but fer now we gotta get you ready to officially meet your big sis! Oh she’s gonna be so shocked!” Cookie let out a little giggle at that.

Honey just felt her stomach sink a little. She was going to regret this decision, she just knew it. She really should have taken this out while she had the chance.

* * *

“Okay… we knew we’d have to do this Honey.” She winced at saying her new name. She stood motionless for a minute or two before shaking her head.

No Hondo. Wait no ‘Honey’. Just for this think of yourself as a girl. An almost adult eighteen-year-old girl. You’re not a creepy old man looking at your daughter’s body that just happens to be your own now, realizing just how sexy it likely is, aaaaaaand now I feel creeped out again.

She sighed as she looked at her still very much clothed self in the bathroom mirror. She could NOT go out before taking a shower. Rarity wouldn’t have it, and she didn’t want someone mistaking her for Sweetie and give the impression she didn’t bathe.

Still… This was SWEETIE’S body! How was she supposed to just strip and scrub it up as if nothing was wrong!?

“Well congrats ‘sister’ you’ve got taking forever in the bathroom down. It’s like living with Rarity again.” A rather familiar voice came from behind her. A voice that was almost a perfect match of her new one. Only difference was this particular mare had a much more graceful way of speaking. Or at least that’s how it felt to Hondo.

“S-Sweetie!” She said turning around to still see what was basically her own reflection. It was surreal. Behind her, in the mirror was an image of herself, and now there was basically a 3D model of that image standing in the doorway.

“Hey Honey.” Sweetie said weakly, giving a small cough. While she raised her hand to her face as she did so, Hondo noticed a strange green glow around her mouth. She knew that spell. It was a magic mask. Perfect for keeping germs from infecting those around her. Guess she wasn’t quite over the flu yet.

“Um h-hey. Uh, feeling better?” She couldn’t think of anything better to say than that? Gah, try as she might, what could she say? She was currently in a copy of Sweetie’s body, and just last night had fucked her boyfriend. She was still shocked Sweetie hadn’t slapped her or something for that.

“I am, though not perfect.” Sweetie said with another small cough. “Lucky I knew the spell for this magic mask. The last thing I want is to get you sick.”

“S-So uh are you still mad?”

Sweetie held up her hand. “A little yes, but... “ She sighed and looked Honey in the eyes.

“Look dad, I was able to sleep on all this, and… I’m sorry.”

Hondo/Honey blinked. “Y-You’re sorry? What? Why?”

Sweetie bowed her head. “I know you didn’t do this on purpose. Let’s face it, the thought that you’d use magic to become me, just to have sex with Button is ludicrous at best. I-I also know how powerful the spell on those panties were. I-I guess in a way this is my fault too a-and I’m sorry for trying to push all the blame on you.”

Hondo couldn’t believe how this day was going so far. First Cookie had given her a way out, and now Sweetie was here apologizing to her!

“Sweetie you don’t need to apologize. It’s mostly my fault. I-I’m the one who tried to rush the spell. I’m the one who grabbed the wrong clothing, and I-I gave in…”

“Dad stop. Even without those panties, I know how powerful teenage girl hormones are, I mean I am one after all.” She giggled before devolving into another fit of coughing. Waving off the concerned look Hondo gave her.

“I’m fine. Really. I-I’m still a bit peeved you did it with Button before I could, but hey to make it up to me, just… just trust me that what I do with Button isn’t rushed. I’m serious with him, and we’re being careful, okay?”

“I…” Hondo sighed closing her eyes. Sweetie used to get into trouble all the time. The CMC at one point were feared by the town as a source of chaos, but as they grew up. Hondo had noticed that those issues became less and less. Each of the girls looked out for the other. Or so she saw with what limited time he had gotten with Sweetie. Regardless even he knew they were different now. More mature. She could at least believe in them.

“Okay.” She nodded, looking up at Sweetie with a smile. “I trust you okay? I think you deserve that much from me.” Without warning, she was pulled into another hug.

“Thanks daddy.” Sweetie whispered, trying to hold back a runny nose. Hondo would have found it endearing, except she had become VERY aware of their breasts pushing up against each other. An experience she wasn’t ready to process at all.

“Ah! S-sorry!” Sweetie said, pushing her to stand at arm’s length from each other. Seems she realized the same issue. “W-wow we really are the same size aren’t we?”

Oh yeah she noticed and that statement wasn’t helping how awkward this was. Hondo had to change the subject. Damn it brain say something! Anything!

“A-anyway. I was uh… just trying to... “ This was the best it could do!?

Sweetie looked at her confused before it seemed to sink in they were in a bathroom.

“Oh uh, guess it’s kinda weird having to shower while in my body.” She said rubbing the back of her head. She figured out the reason for her hesitation in one go. Hondo always knew he had some smart daughters. “Look dad I know mom put you up to this, but I’m sure I can go talk to her-”

“No!” Hondo screamed, surprising even herself, not to mention throwing off Sweetie who simply shut up and stared at her. Feeling anxious, Hondo took a deep breath and lowered her voice. “That is, no. I… Look I know this is weird, but mom has a point. I-I never get to hang out with you anymore, and it’s just going to look weird if you’re hanging out with an old man.”

“Dad, no one’s going to care if I hang out with a parent, and even if they did I wouldn’t!”

“I-I know Sweetie, but… Oh how do I say this?” She sighed and put her own hands on Sweetie’s shoulders. “As… as my old self I’m tired and out of shape. I couldn’t keep up with you and… and I want to get a better idea of who you’ve become.”

Sweetie tried to protest, but Honey shushed her. “I said that you’d always be my “little girl” when I was the grown-up, but we both know you’ve grown into a fine mare. I… I want to know the Sweetie Belle that is you today, and… I mean if I’m Honey Belle, I should be able to join you in activities you enjoy without anypony batting an eye. Like, I know you enjoy dressing up. You have Rarity as a big sister. I can’t imagine how many dresses you own.”

“A-A lot,” Sweetie confessed, “but seriously you don’t have to do this.”

“I-I know, but I kinda want to give it a day or two. Not just for your mother but for us.”

Sweetie seemed to consider her for a long while before finally sighing. “If you’re certain, but I better not catch you fucking Button again unless I give you permission.”

“Right I won’t- “ Honey’s face turned bright red. “Sis! I can’t believe you said that! I wouldn’t! I mean I don’t…”

She didn’t get to finish that sentence before Sweetie erupted in laughter.

“You know, maybe having a twin won’t be so bad.” She smiled. Honey tried to look angry, but simply smiled back. It was another strange feeling, but Hondo had grown up as an only child. Even for this brief time of pretend, it was rather neat to have a sibling. Even better that she was an identical twin.

“So, bathtime huh?” Sweetie said waving toward the tub. “Guess it’s awkward given the situation. Well what are sisters for right?” And with that she began to strip, causing Honey’s face to return to the shade of cooked lobster.

“S-sis! What are you doing!?”

Sweetie rolled her eyes after having gotten her nightie off. “Look dad, I mean Honey Belle. If you’re going to be stuck in that body, you’re going to have to wash it, and if you’re going to feel guilty about looking at my body naked, then we need to get past that first. So let’s do this.” Off came the panties. “This is me naked, and well you naked in a sense.”

As Hondo watched in mild confusion and shame, Sweetie did a little spin, stopping to face her and push out her chest, giving a good look at her breasts. Honey’s hands immediately shot up to cover her eyes.

“S-Sweetie! I can’t! This isn’t right!” Mere seconds later, she felt Sweetie’s hands gently pull her arms down.

“Look Honey. I know how weird this must be, but I’m not having my twin sister go out smelling like day old dirty laundry. W-we’re just going to have to think of you as a teen girl okay? Let’s forget who you were yesterday and just focus on who you are now at this moment. So come on, I’ll shower with you so you feel less guilty okay?”

“I-I don’t think that makes this better.”

“Well if I leave you alone you might stand there for hours and we don’t have that kinda time. So tough, now arms up.” Without thinking, Honey did as instructed and raised her arms, only to feel Sweetie lift her shirt up before she could process it.

“W-wait!”

“Nope, not happening. It’s like going swimming in a lake. Just gotta jump in!” With that she pulled off Honey’s own panties, leaving her just as naked as herself.

“Huh… so this is what I look like naked from the outside huh?” Sweetie said with a hand on her chin. The look she was giving her was similar to what an artist would do when judging a painting. “Hey can you do a slow spin for me?”

“What? Uh, s-sure.” Honey responded as she slowly turned around, only to stop mid way. “Hey wait a minute! Why am I doing this!?”

“Hey, you owe me more than this after what you did yesterday!” Sweetie shot back while picking up Honey’s tail. "Hey this does look good on me. Hmm just as silky as mine, not that it wouldn't’ be I guess. Oh and wow I do have a nice body. I mean I guess I knew that, but it’s really something seeing it like this.”

“S-sis! Stop it! This is weird!” Honey whined, wanting desperately to snatch her tail away and re-dress herself. For whatever reason though, her body refused to move. There was something… intriguing about this. Pleasant almost.

“Aw what’s wrong sis? Embarrassed? Come on, you’re plenty pretty yourself. Why, I bet if we dressed up we’d really blow Button’s mind!”

Thoughts of her bouncing up and down on Button’s dick flashed back through her mind. Damn it, those feelings at the end. The way his fur felt in her hands. Much to her horror she felt herself begin to get flustered. No! She would NOT want to do that again! Once was enough!

She bit her lip, repeating that over and over in her head. It had to be the truth! It had to!

“Dad? Hey dad you okay?”

Honey opened her eyes to see her sister waving her hand in front of her face. Blinking she gently smacked it away.

“I-I’m fine l-let’s just get this over with!” She groaned, stepping into the tub. Thankfully they had a rather large one, one installed by Rarity of course for when she visited. So there was more than enough room for them both. That mare loved her baths.

“You sure dad? Don’t want to pout like a little girl for a few more hours?” It seemed now that the initial awkwardness was over, Sweetie was all in for teasing her new sister.

“Ha ha! Also stop calling me that! I’m Honey Belle while in this body! Hearing you call me Dad when we’re the same height and literally about to shower together sounds gross!”

Sweetie had to suppress a laugh as she climbed in the tub herself. Maybe it was her imagination, but she swore ‘Honey’ was sounding more like a young mare by the second.

“Alright sis you win. Now, come on it’s time to learn how to shower like a girl.”

Honey raised her eyebrow. “There’s that big a difference?”

This time Sweetie raised an eyebrow. “Have you really not noticed with mom?”

Honey blushed. “Uh well, if we ever showered together we usually-”

“Okay! I get it! Stop talking!” Sweetie shook her head. “Last thing I want to hear is anything like that while you’re wearing my body.” She sighed.

“Okay look. Being a girl is a lot different then what you did as a guy. For one you don’t really need to wash your mane and tail everytime you shower, though we are going to do it now to let you get a feel for it. Also being you have my body, I know your mane is going to get as oily as mine does, so you’ll have to clean it a bit more often then somepony like Rarity, who tends to have a dry mane and tail.”

Honey did her best to absorb all this information, but was already feeling overwhelmed. As Hondo she’d just slap some shampoo on, and scrub his body down before washing it all out. Rather quick and simple really.

“Are you listening sis?” Honey balked, being knocked out of her thoughts, quickly nodded her head.

“Okay good.” Sweetie said, reaching over to grab a bottle of body wash. “This is important. For guys it’s nice for their fur to be a bit rough, but for us girls it feels so much better when our fur is sleek and on the soft side, so you’re going to have to use these kind of body washes everytime got it? You can’t go without it, or your fur is going to lose it’s shine, and we don't want that.”

“H-How long is this going to take?” Honey asked, glancing at the facet. They hadn’t even begun to run the water yet.

“That’s the thing, you need to keep it down to as short as you can, but long enough to get everything done. Skip a step or try a short cut and you’ll regret it later. Take too long however and your skin under the fur might dry out. Or worse your fur gets damaged from over exposure to hot water. Which reminds me. You should try to keep it on the warm side rather than pure hot. It’s better for our complexion.”

Yep she was going to regret all this. All they were talking about was just taking a shower and she already felt like she was way in over her head.

“A-Anything else?” She asked, already regretting what the answer might be.

“Yes but we’ll get to that later. For now turn on the water and let’s get started.”

With a shaking hand, Honey did as instructed, feeling the cool water splash against her feet. Without thinking she turned the knob nearly all the way toward hot, before yelping and backing up. T-That water was scalding! What was wrong with the plumbing?

“I told you, not so hot.” Sweetie said, reaching over and turning it down. She then pulled the tab to let it switch to the shower head, dousing Honey’s head in lukewarm liquid, causing another yelp. Even like that it seemed too hot! What was going on!?

“What’s with this shower!?” She squeeked in the way only Sweetie and now Honey could. “Why didn’t you tell me it was broken like this! This water is way too hot!” She was met with a combo of giggles and coughs from Sweetie.

“H-Hey! What’s so funny!?” She huffed, crossing her arms and pouting. This only caused Sweetie to laugh/cough harder. The more time she spent with her, the easier it seemed to be to think of this Honey Belle as a teen girl and sister, rather than who she had been just a day before. For the sake of her sanity, Sweetie decided not to question it too deeply and just go with it.

“Sorry sis, but you’re a teen girl like me, and with a very similar body if you catch my drift.” She winked. “And one thing about my body, or rather any teen girl’s body, is that it’s usually very sensitive to temperature. We mares aren’t always as tough as our stallion ilk. Well unless you’re someone like Applebloom of course, but you and I are more like ‘delicate flowers’, whether we like it or not.”

“D-Delicate flowers…” The words echoed in Honey’s mind. This change in body was going to bring much more than she had originally thought. Just how many surprises was she in for?

“Right, and as such we need to treat ourselves like the strong ladies we are.” Something she had heard Rarity say quite often. “So come on, first thing to do when washing as a mare, is to do your mane and tail first if you plan to wash them at all, and as I said not only do we have oily ones, meaning cleaning more often, but we want to do it now anyway so you’ll know how next time.” Well assuming she was still her sister by then, but somehow Sweetie didn't’ think this was going to be a temporary thing.

Honey nodded and did her best to keep up with Sweetie’s instructions. Scrubbing under her armpits, down her arms, her stomach. Even running the body wash down her legs. It was this last part that started to get her flushed again. Her legs were just so long and smooth with their short silky fur. The sensation of running her hands up and down them felt simply wonderful.

“Just imagine how it feels when Button does it.” Sweetie whispered in her ear. An image of him naked flashed in her mind and for a brief moment she could imagine his strong rough hands all over her legs, moving up to her-

She squeeked. “S-sis! What the buck!?”

Much to her surprise, Sweetie didn’t laugh, though she did carry a grin.

“It’s so weird seeing you get all worked up like that.” She pressed her back into Honey’s, letting her breasts smoosh upon it. “Just how much of a young mare have you become?”

“I-I’m not! W-what are you doing!?” The feeling of those two mounds pressing into her should have disgusted her shouldn’t it? Much to her growing dread. It simply wasn’t.

“Me? I’m just helping my cute little sister wash herself. Here. We still have one very important part to wash.” With that she reached up with soap covered hands and began to rub little circles in Honey’s own wonderful assets. The effect was immediate.

“EEP!” Honey practically screamed as her body shook in Sweetie’s grasp. “W-what’s gotten into you!?”

“I’m just curious as to how my breasts feel from the outside.” She replied, getting them all soaped up. It Wasn't a lie exactly. In a way she did want to know how it might feel to Button to grope her chest, but there was more to it than just that. A part of her she hadn’t thought was in her. Or at the very least a part of her she hadn’t expected to come out now.

As a member of the CMC, she shared many things with her friends, but one thing they hadn’t realized at first was how they weren’t just into stallions, but mares as well. Mares like each other. There had been more than a few nights in their clubhouse where they would explore certain aspects of their bodies. Very special times indeed.

It was during those times, both Scootaloo and Applebloom had confessed that the meekness Sweetie usually displayed was something they rather cherished. It had always annoyed her in the past, but now that she had a twin who seemed just as meek as she was. Well it was a bit easier to see the appeal.

“S-Sweetie…” Honey’s voice breathed. It was soft and strained. Was… Was she getting turned on by this? “W-we should stop this…”

“Stop what?” Sweetie asked innocently, feeling bold. “I’m just showering with my incredibly sexy twin.”

Despite her words, Sweetie did realize how messed up this should all be. Honestly she didn’t know why this wasn’t bothering her so much. Sure it was weird thinking that this girl was not only a carbon copy of her, but also used to be her dad. Or at least it should be, but for whatever reason. She just couldn’t get her mind to think like that.

There was just something about having a twin, and one that was so fun to tease like this that as much as she tried to deny it. It was turning her on. So much that she didn’t really want to stop.

Oh no, she was certainly not stopping on her own accord. Honey was going to have to do that part.

“T-This isn’t showering!” Honey cried out weakly. Still she made no effort to push Sweetie away. If she really wanted it to stop, she wasn’t being very convincing. A fact Sweetie couldn’t help but take advantage of.

“W-Well in a way it is.” She said turning Honey around. Before the other mare could protest, she pushed her own breasts into Honey’s, letting their nipples rub against each other.

“A-Ahhhh!” Honey moaned out, feeling her entire body shake with the sudden sensations. What was she doing? She should stop this! It was just like that time with Button, her body refusing to stop. Except this time she couldn’t blame a pair of magic panties!

Those feelings, the intense warmth she felt during that time played back through her mind, heating her up. This body. It was like it was consuming her, begging her to accept it. Try as she might, the sensation of her own breasts pressed up against Sweetie’s felt good. Really good. She knew deep down there was something wrong about this. Something almost taboo. They weren’t supposed to do things like this!

No as Hondo they shouldn’t, but it was just so hard to think of herself as that stallion when she was feeling all this. A stallion wouldn’t have such perfect boobies to play with. A stallion generally wasn’t a ‘delicate flower’ meant for admiring. It was wrong to be vain, but she couldn’t help but feel pride in her beauty, borrowed or otherwise. Was it wrong to enjoy this? Was it so wrong to enjoy being sexy?

“T-there is one last part of us that I need to tell you about.” Sweetie breathed, her face mere inches from Honey’s own. The former male could barely think at this point, barely getting out a mumbled ‘huh’ in response.

“Down here.” Sweetie replied, reaching down to run a single finger along Honey’s slit, causing the young mare to cry out in pleasure. Again Honey knew she should protest, but the words wouldn’t come. Her body rejected her commands to pull away. Instead she simply let it all overtake her.

“W-when showering you shouldn’t wash inside this got it? The soap won’t do it any good, in fact it’s bad for it.” She held out her hand to wash all the soap off in the pouring water around them, before returning it to her ‘sister’s’ snatch.

“It’s perfectly capable of clearing itself. Despite how deep it feels.” With that she gently pushed a couple of her fingers inside, rubbing the inner walls.

So this is how I feel inside… It was such a weird thought to have, and Sweetie was still surprised by how little this disturbed her. Maybe something was wrong with her brain? Maybe deep down she was a freak.

“Nnaaahh!” Honey yelped, nearly buckling to the ground. It was only thanks to Sweetie’s support that she didn’t fall over.

“S-Sweetie…” Honey’s voice was barely a protest. It was very clear the young mare was enjoying herself, something Sweetie was savoring greatly.

“Yes sis?” She whispered in Honey’s ear, letting her magic mask fade away. She barely even felt the flu in their system while like this, and would just have to hope this short time wouldn’t get Honey sick. Meanwhile she pushed her fingers further into her twin’s folds, increasing her thrusts. The small coos and moans from Honey increased in both frequency and volume, urging Sweetie on. No wonder her friends liked to tease her so much! She sounded so sexy and adorable! It was addicting!

Honey for her part was simply trying to focus on standing up. She thought that when Button had pushed himself inside her, she had experience all this body had to offer, but no! This was a new sensation all together! One she was just as helpless to stop! Wave after wave of pleasure seemed to ripple through her, and yet instead of getting weaker, it was like they were building inside her. Building into something massive.

H-How can a mare feel like this? Just from this? Another moan slipped past her lips, her mind fully embracing her current marehood. If only Button was here to fuck me again after!

Sweetie might still be a virgin, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t pleasured herself before, so when she felt Honey’s breaths start to quicken, she realized what was happening right away. Blinded by her own lust and not wanting to miss the chance, she quickly pushed Honey against the wall before smashing her lips and muzzle against Honey’s own.

The kiss Honey felt upon her lips as her back slammed against the wall was both hungry and longing. A kiss she barely felt herself return as the building ripples exploded into a wave of white within her mind. She knew nothing but the sheer intensity of that moment. The joy and hunger of their bodies pressing against each other. All these new sensations flooding her mind.

Sensations, much like the ones she had yesterday with Button, she longed to feel again.

* * *

“H-Hey… You okay?”

It was a few minutes after their ‘shower’ was over. Both having quickly finished up in near silence after their little ‘tussle’. Sweetie was the one who had just broken the silence, worried about her sister, or rather father as strange as it was to think of her as such right now. What was wrong with her? She had just done that with a girl who was her father! Or at least… she had been. Gah this really was messed up!

“I… I don’t know.” Honey admitted, her back to Sweetie. “I just… what happened?”

“Oh geez I’m so sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I just… it's so hard to see you as you know…”

Honey didn’t reply, leaving them sitting there in silence once more. How long had they even been in here? It was a wonder why their mother hadn’t come to check on them.

“L-Let’s just forget it happened for now.” Honey let out with a long sigh.

“A-are you sure? I mean it’s not something that you can just put out of your mind.”

Honey winced, but waved her hand in Sweetie’s direction. “I-It’s probably just a side effect from those panties from yesterday or something. I-I think if we just put it out of our mind for now, that’d be best.”

“I-I guess. If that’s what you want, but let me know if you change your mind.”

Honey nodded, turning her head enough for Sweetie to see before finishing drying herself off.

“A-Anyway, I’m n-not good with this stuff yet, so can you help me pick out an outfit to go see big sis Rarity in?”

It took a moment or two for Sweetie’s brain to catch up with the conversation. The events of the last few minutes still running through it.

“O-Oh! Yes of course! Uh let’s go… sis.” With that, she led her new twin out of the bathroom to her own room, making sure to re-summon the magic mask as she did so.

“Hurry up girls! Breakfast is ready!” Cookie called out from the kitchen, her voice as cheerful as ever. If she had heard anything that had gone on in that bathroom she wasn’t letting on.

“B-Be right there mom!” Sweetie called back, ushering the still very quiet Honey Belle to her room. Sweetie really hoped what just happened wouldn’t scare her twin away from still giving this a shot. More so than ever now.

As weird as this all was. As messed up as it might be to anypony else. Even with how disturbing she knew this should be. Sweetie couldn’t deny that she had liked what she felt in that shower. She enjoyed having a twin to tease like that. So much that she knew once she had sex with Button herself. She really wanted to invite Honey to join them later...

Author's Note

This isn't where I had meant to end this chapter. So expect another maybe next week or so. I promise to at least get the part with Rarity out there before I move to work on updating Cake Mix.

As for this chapter, I'm going to just say this here, that I'm trying to make it so that while Hondo is thinking of himself as a guy, he refers to himself as Hondo mentally, but when he feels more like a teen girl, it switches to Honey.

Not really sure how well that comes across so I might need to change it.

Another note: "Didn't Honey get pregnant at the end of the last story?"

Okay well yes and no. She is going to get pregnant no matter what, but it 'may' be retconned into happening later in this story, or at the very least won't be realized right away. I want Hondo/Honey to be a teen girl for a bit without the knowledge that she's stuck that way.

Finally, I'm still trying to decide what to do with Cookie Crumbles. I mean part of me still wants to make her a Rarity twin and get her with Spike, but at the same time, I like the idea of her just getting with some other guy, and giving Honey a new 'dad'. I guess I'll sleep on it. I'll look at any suggestions in the comments though. Maybe something will jump out at me.

Anyway as always if you notice any mistakes. Please point them out to me. Have a Happy Valentines day!