I -AM- My teenage daughter!

by videomaster21XX

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Slice of Life, Sweetie Belle, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Button Mash, Comedy, Other, Romance
Length: 22338

Hondo's life as "Honey Belle" The twin sister of Sweetie Belle begins!

Hondo never thought trying to surprise his wife with a younger body would have backfired so spectacularly that he'd end up as a SHE, and not just any mare, but a copy of his own daughter Sweetie Belle!

What's worse, as this eighteen-year-old girl, she's already had sex with Sweetie's boyfriend Button Mash!

Now as a sort of punishment/amusement from her wife/current 'mom' she's stuck as this "teen" now named Honey Belle.

What a horrible fate! It's not like there's some part of her that wants to stay this way r-right?

Of course there's another surprise that'll end up forming inside her, but we'll get to that...

(Being this is a direct sequel to "I was my teenage daughter" I'd recommend reading that one first.)

Edit: Hey, this made the feature box. You know what? I'll take it. Even if it ends up out of it by day's end. Thank you readers! I've been trying to get a story of mine to do this for years! ^^;

Published 2021-02-14 00:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2024-04-12 00:06:13 UTC

Introducing Honey Belle

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!

Dressing the part

“So uh, ready sis?” Sweetie asked as they traveled along the path to Carousel Boutique. Cookie stood in the center with a daughter on both sides, though Honey and Sweetie were slightly behind her at this point. Said ‘sis’ looked less like she was going to visit family, and more as if she was getting ready to face a pack of hungry wolves.

“Nope!” She replied matter of factly. “But I suppose we’re going to do this anyway.”

“Oh my brave little girl.” Cookie teased as she turned slightly to rub the top of Honey’s head. It was a thing she had done to every daughter as they grew up. A show of affection that gave Honey a very strange feeling inside her. In a way it really made her feel as if she was this Honey Belle now. Just one of Cookie’s daughters. It wasn’t unpleasant exactly, but it filled her with some slight unease. She almost feared that everyone would forget she was ever Hondo Flanks to begin with, but that was silly wasn’t it?

“Speaking of my brave little girl’s, I am sorry Sweetie Belle.” Cookie continued, turning to her other daughter on her right, who still had a magic face mask on. “I know ya ain’t feeling well, but I still asked you ta come out here and all.”

“It’s okay mom. I’m feeling much better from yesterday really.” Try as she might, her words came across as unconvincing given the coughing fit that followed. In truth, she knew she probably should have stayed in bed, but her presence was going to be needed. She also wasn’t sure she could sleep after that shower. Something she still didn’t know if her mother had picked up on. At the very least both she and Honey were able to act as if nothing was wrong. Well she’d say they were acting normal, except this situation had nothing ‘normal’ about it.

After an admittedly wonderful breakfast, they had set out to meet Rarity, who still had no idea she now had two younger sisters. Cookie Crumbles, dressed up as best as she could in one of her favorite outfits. A red blouse with some white pants, had ushered her twins outside and through the town. Causing quite a few stares in the process. Cookie herself walking along was nothing out of the blue of course, neither was her walking with one of her daughters. Ponyville however wasn’t the largest town, and thus most of the folk knew most of the other residents, and nearly all of them knew that Cookie didn’t have a pair of twins!

“Literally everypony is looking at me.” Honey grumbled as she inched closer to her sis. “I’m not even dressed that fancy so why?”

Sweetie had to roll her eyes. “You know why. There are two of me right now. Of course ponies are confused.”

“Ugh, why did I ever agree to this? There’s no way we can explain why I’m here or where Honey, Honey…” She groaned at the spell making her unable to say her own name even now. “Where ‘Dad’ is.” Now that was a new oddity. Calling yourself your dad. These were not the new kind of experiences she had thought to prepare herself for.

“Well I have an idea for that.” Cookie said, slowing down to be closer to them again. Apparently she had been close enough to hear their conversation. Thankfully, most other ponies were far enough away that they shouldn’t have heard any themselves. At least so Hondo hoped.

“Unlike the apples, most folks around here don’t know our family tree don’t cha know.” Cookie said with a nod. “So Honey Belle, yer our cousin from out of town. The reason you look like Sweetie is a magic mishap of course. I’ll talk ta Rarity about what that might be. Could be a version of the truth, just everypony will think you used the potion there Honey instead of well. Best not to say in public ya know.”

“D-Do you really think they’ll buy that?” Honey huffed while crossing her arms. Both Cookie and Sweetie didn’t feel the need to point out how adorable she looked when she did that. “And where did ‘Dad’ go? Won’t they think it’s weird Sweetie is calling me her twin sister?”

“Why would they dearie?” Cookie shot back with a grin. “My husband Hondo is simply out visiting family while you stay with us, and why wouldn’t you two call each other sisters? Yer very close cousins, and are happy to see each other again after all this time!”

“I mean what else could it be?” Sweetie added, having caught on to her mother’s ruse. “What are they going to think? That a grown man would drink a potion to become his daughter’s twin and have sex with her boyfriend? That’s just silly right?” Unable to help herself she nudged her sister, who appeared rather flustered.

“P-Point taken…” Hondo hated to admit it, but they were right. It’d make much more sense that a cousin was in town and had a magical accident. Heck it’d make more sense that she just happened to be an identical twin to Sweetie. Just about anything would than what actually happened.

“Well at any rate, we’ll worry about it later. We’re here!” Cookie called out as she unlocked the door to let them in. It was still a bit too early for the Boutique to open so it should only be Rarity inside, and as her parents they had long ago been giving a key being this wasn’t just Rarity’s business but her place of residence as well. As soon as they were in and the door reclosed and locked, Cookie called out.

“Oh Rarity! Your family is here to visit!”

“Mother? Dear, is that you?” Came the rather proud and seductive voice of the eldest daughter of the family. Again, Hondo had never had any real sexual thoughts for either of his two daughters, s-shower this morning excluded, but again he wasn’t blind either.

As Rarity came walking down the stairs, she simply stole the scene so to speak. Her make-up and mane were flawless, her tail drooping lovelily behind her, an allure all its own thanks to her trademark style. She wore a snow-white top with three blue diamonds embroidered just under her neckline. Her sleeves were non-existent, the cloth hugging her bosom tightly. Concealing it well enough, yet drawing just the right amount of attention to it.

The top was tucked into a black mini skirt that wrapped around her legs perfectly, coming down to just above her knees. Two stockings protruded from under the skirt to cover the rest of her legs and feet. While two heels adored said feet. This was her ‘casual’ wear, and even it made her look like a movie star, better yet. She was practically a goddess to most of the males around town.

Hondo still had trouble believing he had anything to do with such a wonderful lady, and yet she was every bit his daughter and had never felt shame or had tried to deny such a claim. He may not understand her world, but he was proud of her all the same. It made Hondo’sheart flutter to remember that as Honey Belle. She might yet get to share but a moment in that world with her. To connect with her in a way she’d never get to before.

That still couldn’t settle the butterflies in her stomach when she remembered what they were here for though.

“It is! Oh mother darling how good to see you!” Rarity cried, giving her mother a hug. It was another thing they all admired her for. No matter how much she prided herself on her looks, she’d did her best to make sure it didn’t interfere with showing her love to her family. Some other mare might complain that hugging would mussel her mane or tail or such, but Rarity would have none of it.

“And Sweetie! It’s so good to see you’re better!” She cried. Too late Hondo realized that Rarity was looking directly at her when she said that. Even worse, she immediately pulled the young mare into a hug as well, pushing Hondo’s face into her rather generous chest.

Honey Belle, nearly suffocated in the two mounds that hugged her head. Was this how big she was going to get in the future!?

“Well I’m not quite over it I’m afraid.” Sweetie said, stepping forward from Cookie Crumble’s side. “Though I am feeling much better. Thank you for noticing.” The entire time she had the biggest grin on her face, not that Honey could see it.

“Oh well that’s too bad that you’re not over it completely, but it’s good to see you walking- WA HA HA!” Rarity’s mind having finally registered that the Sweetie talking to her was not in fact the one wrapped in her arms.

“Hey sis, how are you?” Sweetie asked innocently. This was why she was here. It was the simplest way to convince her about what happened. Rarity of course was darting her eyes between her and the girl now held at arm’s length from her. Both looked like Sweetie. The only difference being their outfits. The Sweetie to her mother’s right had what appeared to be a magic face mask on. Her outfit consisting of one of her own favorites. A pink and white striped top with a yellow skirt and pink jacket with matching pink high heeled boots. It was the classic outfit she’d wear when she didn’t have any fancy plans.

The girl she currently held the shoulders of however was certainly not dressed in any sort of feminine attire. Her top was merely a large white shirt they had tried to disguise with a black belt around her midriff, and instead of any sort of skirt, she wore a pair of pants she hadn’t seen Sweetie bother with for a few years now. If she recalled correctly, it was only meant as something to wear when helping her friend Applebloom out at the farm. Lastly she wore a pair of ratted sneakers. Everything about her outfit, screamed last-minute hand me down. The Sweetie she knew might have worn this five years ago, but today?

“M-Mother, Sweetie. Who is this? Why is there another Sweetie Belle, and why is she dressed in such a… unique manner?”

Honey winced. She said it kindly enough, but they all knew the real meaning behind those words.

“Rarity, meet your new little sister Honey Belle!” Cookie announced proudly. This did not help the confused look on Rarity.

“My who to the what now?”

Honey sighed. “Can we sit down for tea or something? We’ll explain everything.”

* * *

“A-and that’s it…” Honey sighed as she sipped at her tea. Odd, she didn’t normally like tea, but something about this cup was very good. A new recipe perhaps?

“L-Let me see if I have all this…” Rarity slowly said a hand massaging her temple. She had remained rather quiet during the entire explanation. Only showing the slightest sign of shock when she learned that this girl sitting at her table was in fact her father, and an unreadable expression when it was revealed what Honey had done with Button. Though no verbal reactions had been given till now.

“M-My story about how a piece of clothing can capture the image of its wearer sparked the idea of getting help from Zecora, and because of… circumstances this young mare is my father!?”

“Well younger sister at the moment.” Sweetie piped in, enjoying her own cup of tea. She always loved this type. Meanwhile Honey couldn’t help but glare at her twin. She was enjoying this entirely too much.

“I’m afraid so sis.” Honey replied with a heavy sigh. She braced herself for laughter or the squee of Rarity realizing she was going to get to dress her up. Instead she got another faceful of her older sister’s chest in her face.

“I’m so sorry! If I hadn’t told you about that silly idea of mine with the clothing you wouldn’t be in this mess!” Okay that was NOT the reaction she had been expecting.

“S-sis?” She managed to get out despite her smothering. This caused another cry of sorrow from Rarity.

“And to think you’re willing to be a girl to get to know me and Sweetie better! I’m not deserving of such a wonderful father or younger sister!” She practically whined, still smothering the younger mare. Honey began to struggle, needing fresh air. Seriously, how was Rares so stacked!? Damn was she jealous, Button would likely flip if she had curves like this!

Wait no! Bad thoughts!

“Yes, despite yesterday’s little, ahem, slip-up, she’s been rather respectable for her situation.” Cookie agreed, setting down her empty cup. “At the very least we want to give it a few days, and that’s why we’re here.”

“Oh?” Rarity asked before giving her new sister another look. “Oh my! You don’t mean clothing do you?” All three of them nodded.

“She can’t just borrow my stuff.” Sweetie chimed in, waving her hand over Honey’s body. “Most of my wardrobe consists of outfits for specific occasions, and don’t really work for casual everyday life, and even though I have more than enough clothing for such a thing, I don’t want her copying me in that regard.”

“No no of course not, but um. Honey Belle was it? Oh shoot. Father are you sure you don’t mind this? Make no mistake I’d love to show you how wonderful it is to dress as a mare as pretty as you’ve become, but how do I say this? You must find all this a bit odd correct?”

“Odd? I find this weird as all hell!” Honey exclaimed, waving her hands over her body. “Nothing about this doesn’t feel all bucked up!”

“Language young lady!” Rarity blurted out before she could stop herself. When she realized what she had done, a very small blush overtook her features. Honey couldn’t believe it. Even her body’s reaction to embarrassment seemed refined.

“Er that is.Yes I do so agree that this is all rather odd. Hence the reason I’m asking if you really want to go through with this.”

“You know darling,” Cookie began slowly, “I gotta say. For something as weird as all this is, you certainly seem to be taking it in stride.”

“Y-Yes well, when you have friends like Twilight Sparkle and Starlight Glimmer, you tend to get used to rather… strange magical events. Remember my uh… swapping incident?”

It wasn’t something she enjoyed reminding anypony about, but it served as a perfect example of the point she wanted to get across.

“Oh… right. That was-” Cookie began, but Rarity held up a finger.

“Mother we agreed not to talk about it. I still have nightmares about what Winona did in my body that day.” She was still certain something had happened that had disturbed poor Spikey Wikey, but he refused to talk about it, and if anypony else knew anything they weren’t talking.

“Anyway it proves that I’ve had my fair share of bizarre incidents. I mean we do live in Ponyville after all. It’s not like we haven’t seen gender bender shenanigans before. Speaking of which I should ask Applejack how Gala’s twins are doing.” She tapped a finger on her chin before waving the thought away.

“At any rate, what is your answer oh dear father?”

Honey giggled despite herself. Rarity always did have a way with words. “Honestly I don’t know, but I already made up my mind to give this all an honest college try so.. Nice to meet you big sis. You should uh, probably stick to calling me Honey Belle by the way.”

“Yes yes of course.”Rarity murmured as she regarded the young mare before her for a few moments. She seemed to be processing this all, before her eyes lit up like a tree during Hearth’s warming.

“EEEEE then that means I get to help my dear little sister pick out a wardrobe to suit her!” She practically danced in place from how happy she was. Honey on the other hand felt her stomach sink. There was the dreaded reaction she had feared.

“N-Now no need to go crazy…” She tried, but Rarity grabbed her by the shoulders, her gaze more intense then the sun’s flames.

“There is no such thing as going crazy when it comes to picking out the perfect wardrobe! Come dear sister! We have much work to do!”

Honey groaned as she was dragged away. That’s exactly what she was afraid of!

* * *

“Now the first thing you’ll need is undergarments of course.” Rarity proclaimed pointing at a shelf that held many different types of said clothing in varying colors, designs and even sexyness. Some even came with garter belts and attached stockings. N-No way she needed any of that!

“J-Just some plain ones thank you.” Hondo meekly requested from her seat. The first thing they had done upon coming in here was Honey was sat upon an office type chair with wheels, and promptly moved in front of the shelf they now found themselves at. All around them were nothing but rows and rows of feminine attire. All of it meant to draw one’s attention to oneself. All it did for Hondo was make her wish for the ground to swallow her up.

“Plain? With your curves and body?” Rarity replied with a laugh. Great that was exactly the type of reaction she had dreaded. “Perish the thought darling! What we need is something that really causes your image to pop! Especially for the boys! Like perhaps a certain Button Mash?!” She followed that up with a wink, causing Honey’s face to once more go lobster red.

“W-What!? R-Rares! That first time was a mistake! I-I don’t, I mean I didn’t...” It wasn’t true. She had to get it out of her mind. Those feelings were a one-time thing. That shower was just a one-time thing. She didn’t want this! She wasn’t hungering to feel that again!

S-she wasn’t… right?

“O-Oh yes forgive me darling.” Rarity replied, seeming to remember who actually the girl before her was. “Still it wouldn’t hurt to indulge a little wouldn’t it? If you’re really going to give this being a girl thing a try, then I must insist you let me dress you properly!”

“B-But…” Hondo tried to protest, but once more she saw the wisdom in her daughter’s words. It was the same thing Cookie had basically said that morning. If she went through this simply counting the minutes till it ended, she’d learn and walk away with nothing. Nothing but regret for this whole ordeal. She didn’t want that to be her future. For that to be the takeaway. This was to see the world in a new way, to connect with her daughters, both of them. She could at least try.

“A-Alright, but please remember I’m still me in here! J-Just take it slow okay?”

Rarity smiled and did the same head rub thing Cookie had done earlier. There was that strange feeling again. Some weird sense of acceptance as one of the ‘girls’ so to speak.

“Of course my beautiful sister.” She giggled at her words. “I promise to stop if you get too overwhelmed. Just let me know okay?”

“T-Thanks sis.” Honey said feeling a bit more at ease with all this. She was likely still going to regret it later, but at least she knew that Rarity really was keeping conscious of her feelings.

“Anytime darling. Now, I’m still going to give you a few piles of underwear. I want you to pick out enough to get you through a month, and I want you to grab at least a week's worth of some that are on the frilly and or sexy side. Even if you don’t end up wearing them. A proper lady is always prepared just in case!”

“A-A month’s worth!?” Honey exclaimed before she could get up. “Why so many!? I’m not staying like this that long!” It was going to be two weeks max!

“Now don’t get your panties in a twist, especially since you don’t own any of your own yet.” Rarity teased, giving Honey a small bop on the nose. “I don’t expect you to even use all of them, but it’s good to have a large variety, and besides you’re family! I wouldn’t dream of charging you for any of this! That’s rather generous don’t you think?”

Damn it, this deal was getting worse all the time!

“I, but I still dont’ need-”

“Tut tut! I won’t hear anymore of it! Now here, try these on!” With that Honey found herself ushered into a small changing room, piles of different types of panties in her arms. It wasn’t until she was standing there for a good few minutes simply holding the many garments that it occurred to her there were no bras. Guess those would come next.

‘Oh great cosmos, what have I gotten myself into?’ She thought, looking at the clothing she held. In a way they seemed almost forbidden. Delicate cloth that was never meant to grace her form. Or at least they weren’t meant to grace Hondo’s form. Well that might be a bit harsh, but if he had tried to wear them, he’d just look silly. He could only imagine how ridiculas he looked in those purple panties before the stupid potion made his form ‘fit’ them as it were.

As Honey Belle though, these were just the tip of the iceberg of what she’d have to accept. It wasn’t strange for a young mare to wear these, in fact it was rather common.

“Common…” She whispered to herself, staring at the mare in the mirror. Slowly she held up one of the more elaborate designs, the ones with a garter belt and stockings. On Cookie these would have driven Hondo wild, but what if she was the one wearing them? How would they feel against her fur? How’d they make her feel? Would she feel sexy? Desirable?

Is this what Rarity felt when she dressed up? Did she fantasize about some stallion sweeping her off her feet? Carrying her to bed? Did Sweetie imagine the same with Button Mash?

Button Mash. The thought of that colt brought a warmness to her body that she wasn’t sure she enjoyed. Try as she might, she couldn’t put what happened out of her mind. The thoughts she had during it. She vaguely remembered wanting to try it again. She may be an eighteen-year-old mare, but in her mind she had plenty of years and experience. She knew what it took to please a stallion. She was beginning to, much to her horror, realize what it took to please this new body of hers.

If… if they tried again. Would it be better?

No. She shook her head, shaking the thoughts away. Even if some part of her was longing for that, she couldn’t do that to her sister ever again. Sweetie didn’t deserve that. Even with her deciding to give being a teen girl a try, that didn’t mean she needed to go fooling around with guys anyway.

Once more she looked in the mirror.

That… that didn’t mean she couldn’t indulge a bit in what would make her pretty though. Right? No harm in that right?

Peeking her head out, she looked around for Rarity. No sign of her. Perhaps she had gone to set up her shop? Well that gave her a good opportunity she wasn’t going to waste. Walking around the room she tried her best to decide for herself what might look good on her. Rarity herself even said, before they entered the room, that once she had a few outfits, it’d be best if she tried to find her own style. Of course the issue was as a grown-up stallion in mind, he had no idea what was supposed to be good for a female style for him. Made all the more difficult with him being a copy of Sweetie.

Still no harm in trying. There were articles of clothing she enjoyed seeing on other mares. Perhaps she could pick a few of those and see if she enjoyed wearing them? Well it sounded like as good of a plan as any.

If that was the case, she loved it when a mare wore sexy stockings. It was sadly not something Cookie found comfortable, so it didn’t happen often, much to his disappointment. Course he didn’t want to make Cookie feel bad about it either, so didn’t really talk about it. Still, he always wished to see it, and from what he saw of Rarity and Sweetie, it didn’t seem to bother them, so by all regards she herself should be fine right? Grabbing the first pair she could find, she tucked them under her arm before seeking out a top.

She was only messing around for the moment anyway, so may as well just go with whatever looked comfortable, and nothing said comfy than a t-shirt! So it was to her frustration that several minutes later, she found that Rarity didn’t seem to stock simple ‘t-shirts’ when it came to clothing. The best she could find was a type of dress shirt. A bright pink shirt.

‘Well… it’s better than nothing.’ She told herself, as she took both it and the stockings back to the dressing room. She couldn’t wait to see how these looked on her. Or how they felt!

Trying not to dwell on the fact this was still technically Sweetie’s body she saw in the mirror, she stripped down to her birthday suit. Wait wouldn’t it be Sweetie’s birthday- wait no. Don't need to finish that sentence. Bad brain!

The black stockings she had grabbed were something that frankly Honey had no idea what they were called. They pulled up her legs easily enough, causing her to stop a few times during their application to marvel at just how foreign and yet… wonderful this felt. The material was just so smooth, and her leg fur was silky enough that the feeling of this fabric brushing against it was causing a sense of pleasure she wasn’t aware she could get from simply putting on clothes! Damn, girls had all the fun didn’t they?

When she finally did get them all the way up, they came to a stop just under her thighs, covering fully her legs, and the majority of her feet. Yet for whatever reason they opened just before the toes, letting them breathe. She may not know what these were, but she had to admit, they looked good on her!

Next up she began to look through the panties to find a pair that would suffice. Just a plain pair that would work and, whoa look at these!

Held in her hands was a pair of sexy black panties that looked more like a thong someone added fishnet to in an attempt to make them full-sized. S-Surely she shouldn’t bother with these right? She had just gone over how she wasn’t meaning to make herself look good for any boys, aaaaaand she already pulled them up.

Oh… so this is basically what a thong felt like. Well it wasn’t the most unpleasant feeling, but the middle part seemed to ride up her ass crack, giving her a very weird feeling indeed. Still… it wasn’t a feeling she was used to, so maybe she shouldn’t shoot it down so quickly? Besides, she looked… wow.

“Y-Yes, focus Honey Belle.” She told herself, barely tearing her eyes away from the mirror. She didn’t need to get turned on by her own reflection, especially given who she looked like. At any rate it was time for the top. A pink shirt she wouldn’t be caught dead with as Hondo, but as Honey? She always did think Pink suited Sweetie Belle.

Slipping it on over her head, she quickly realized just how this wasn’t your typical t-shirt. For one, whatever this material was, was a lot thinner, and yet somehow stronger than what you’d find on any t-shirt she knew of. It also hung down on her right shoulder, exposing it for all to see. Lastly it seemed either designed by skill or magic to hug her body in a way that let everypony know she had breasts, from the way it seemed to curve around them.

Only after she got the shirt on did she realize she had forgotten to think of a bottom to this outfit.

“Smooth Honey, real smooth.” She sighed, walking back into the room to grab something for that. It felt so… odd to walk around like this without a bottom. It kind of reminded her of when she had answered the door for Button yesterday. Wearing nothing but a pair of panties and that sweatshirt. She wondered. How did she look in that? Was it sexy? Was that part of why Button couldn’t help himself?

What… what would he think if he saw her now?

“Sorry to step out darling but-” Rarity began, strolling back into the room just as Honey got to the center. Shit! The dressing room was several feet away! There was no way she could duck back inside! Feeling trapped, she quickly tried to pull the bottom of her top down over her panties, hiding them from view. Her left hand raised up to rest just above her breast as she turned her head toward her older sister, one leg arching up slightly to touch the hand that was trying desperately to hide her choice of panties.

“D-Dad?” Rarity exclaimed as a flash went off in her hands. It took a few moments for Honey to realize that Rarity had come back with a camera. Great! Now there was likely photographic evidence of her dressed like this! Just what she needed!

“I-It’s Honey…” She replied meekly, still feeling lost. What was she supposed to do? What could she say!?

“R-right Honey Belle.” Rarity said, staring at her. “Why… why that outfit… it’s… it’s..”

Honey winced. Damn it I know I look ridiculous in this getup! You don't need to rub it in!

“Why is it simply divine!” Rarity cried. Honey’s brain stopped.

“Eh?”

“Those stockings! That top! It screams you darling! Though you need a bottom. Not pants of course, perish the thought! A skirt most certainly. I’m thinking black to match your stockings. Or maybe white? Yes that’s it! A white skirt, short so one may tease the boy she likes with controlled glimpses!”

The entire while Rarity spoke, she walked up and lifted Honey’s top, getting a good look at the pair of panties she was wearing. Honey didn’t even have a chance to protest before Rarity had let the top drop back down, then she was halfway across the room, ruffling through some pile of cloth.

“You’ll need a bra as well dearie. You should be Sweetie’s size, but I'll measure you real quick just in case. Oh this is marvelous! Simply marvelous! You have a real knack for this sorta thing!”

“I-I what!?” Honey echoed watching her big sister work. That couldn’t be right! She had never really bothered with mare clothing before besides what Cookie wore. How could she have any sort of knack for it!?

“A knack darling. Or to be fair some dumb beginner's luck. Regardless that outfit looks simply wonderful on you, and I insist you wear it out! I’ll hear no argument! Now where are those skirts…”

The next few moments were a flurry of clothing and her being pushed back into the dressing room. Before she realized it had happened, she had not only been measured for a bra, but fitted with one as well. A pair that was just as frilly and alluring as the panties she had put on. At some point she had also been given that white short skirt Rarity had promised her, and true to her word, while it was long enough to cover most of her thighs, they stopped right where the stockings began. Meaning any sort of wind or bending over too far would give anypony around her a good flash of her undergarments. Finally Rarity had begun to apply makeup, despite Honey’s initial protests.

“Almost and...Tada!” Rarity exclaimed holding her younger sister in front of the mirror. The sight of her caused a shiver up Honey’s spine. She had already gotten a glimpse of how nice she looked in this outfit from her earlier peek, but now that it was complete, and paired with this makeup? She looked simply… She couldn’t even put it into words.

“As I used to tell Sweetie many times before she finally got it into her head, you’re a prize darling. A wonderful and beautiful lady that’s going to have her fair share of stallions lusting for a touch of your hand. Never forget that you’re worth fighting for. In both looks and personality dearie. You’re a dream come true for some lucky soul.”

“I...I am?” She whispered to herself, slowly reaching out toward her reflection, only to hesitate as her hand got close. This all felt so unreal, the image before her so otherworldly that she was afraid if she actually touched it, the image would shatter, leaving her as Hondo again.

Shouldn’t… shouldn’t she want that?

“It’s okay darling.” Rarity whispered in her ear, forcing her hand against the glass. “She’s not going to vanish. That’s you.”

“This is… me.” She repeated awestruck. She sat there pressing her hand against the glass, marveling at how it connected to her own hand. How the pretty little mare in the mirror was every bit her reflection. This wasn’t an illusion. This was her.

Never in her life did she feel she could look this pretty.

Perhaps…

Perhaps coming here today wasn’t such a terrible thing after all...

* * *

“What am I doing?” Hondo asked herself as she carried the many many bags of clothing with her down the path toward her home. This entire thing had been a mistake! How could she let this happen!?

Cookie had taken Sweetie home long ago, due to her twin still feeling sick, so that meant it was just Honey by herself at the moment trying to carry several bags of clothing with her. Did she even have room for all this?

“Why didn’t I just call Button or something?” She moaned to herself as she trudged along. Of course Rarity had also insisted for her to stay a few hours till she got a chance to take a break from work to help her home, but Honey had politely, and in the end forcefully declined. Not only did she feel a tad bit guilty for taking up so much of Rarity’s time already, but she was also afraid the older mare would add to her already massive pile of clothing, and she wanted to avoid that at all costs.

Though it might have been worth it if it meant help carrying all this! She took a few more steps before the corner of her eye caught a nearby vacant bench. Squeaking out a small cry of joy, she shuffled over to plop down in its center, letting the bags settle on each side of her. Careful not to let them tip. The last thing she needed was to get these dirty. She did NOT want to deal with clothing for weeks after this!

“Ahhhhhh.” She cried letting herself relax. She hadn’t even been a teenage girl for a full day yet, and already she was seriously questioning her resolve. How was this so hard? She seriously underestimated just what her daughters must go through if this was normal! How’d they manage this every day?

Sighing she leaned forward a bit, letting her arms rest. What was she even going to do after this? Would she just stay in her room after getting all this home? Maybe read the paper? Heh, that’d look funny. A girl made up like her just casually sitting at the kitchen table reading the paper. For some reason that caused her to giggle. She was about to figure out if she should gather her bags back up when something light and very dark covered her eyes.

“W-wha- EEP!” She screamed as somepony from behind suddenly groped her breasts.

“Guess who Sweetie!” A voice cried that could only belong to a mare. Honey was about to scream as loud as she could when the hands that had been feeling her up suddenly let go as her ‘assailant’ jumped back, dropping whatever it had been blocking her eyes. It was only when Honey realized nothing had fallen that it dawned on her that must have been magic. Whoever had just groped her must be a unicorn.

“Oh my gosh I am so SO sorry!” Honey heard the same voice cry before a grey unicorn mare rushed in front of her, only to bow completely down on the ground in shame. “I totally thought you were my friend Sweetie Belle! I’d never have touched you if I knew you were a stranger!”

“W-What?” Honey barely managed to blurt out as she looked at the young mare on the ground before her. Whoever this was seemed to be about the same age as her, so eighteen most likely. She was also most certainly a unicorn. A grey one with a blond mane and tail. She was wearing a black tank top and a pair of what Honey guessed to be purple gym shorts.

“Dinky? What do you mean? You are Sweetie Belle. Aren’t you?” A new voice said coming from her side. Dazed, Honey turned her head to see another mare that seemed very likely to be another eighteen years old.

This one was also a unicorn mare, though her fur was bright pink, with her mane and tail being two shades of much darker pink. However, what caught her eyes the most was this mare’s outfit. It consisted of a white blouse top that seemed a couple of sizes too small for her as it gave a very nice view of her belly button. Even odder was the neckline practically didn’t exist as it showed off both shoulders nicely, small black straps being the only thing to hold it up. Added to that, her pants were a pair of blue jeans that had tears going up each leg. Strange, as Hondo she never did get why one would want to wear such a thing, yet seeing them on this mare. Whoever she was was really pulling it off. What’s more she was wearing a pair of black open-toe heels. How was she even walking in those?

“Those boobs are very similar, but they do NOT belong to Sweetie!” The young mare who was apparently named Dinky said, getting back up. “They don’t have the same feel. There is definitely someone else in that body that isn’t her!”

“Really?” The pink mare said with mild disbelief. She blew a bubble from the gum Honey only now realized she was chewing before turning to address her. “That’s not you Sweetie?”

“N-No, I-I’m sorry.” Honey squeaked. Shit! The last thing she wanted was to run into somepony while in this form! Still if they accepted she wasn’t Sweetie, at the very least she wouldn’t embarrass her sister.

“Huh, leave it to you to know that by groping a girl’s boobs.” The Pink mare said with a sigh. “I told you this would happen one day didn’t I? That you doing that was going to get you in trouble?”

“H-hey!” Dinky cried, stomping her foot. “Come on Ruby you thought it was Sweetie Belle as well. I mean look at her!”

“And yet she’s not.” Ruby replied, placing a hand on her hip. “At least you had enough sense to apologize. Sorry she startled you ma’am.” That last bit of course was directed at Honey, who suddenly remembered she was part of this.

“O-Oh um, n-no problem, easy mistake to make.” She said with a nervous laugh. Who were these ponies!?

“Still you look exactly like her.” Dinky said, coming a bit too close for comfort. She began to really study Honey’s face. “What’s up with that?”

“Dinky!” Ruby cried, using a rolled-up piece of clothing to bop the grey mare on the head. If Honey had to guess it was a jacket or hoodie. “That’s no way to ask!”

“O-Oh right. Heh heh.” Dinky said rubbing the back of her head and backing up. Despite the weirdness of all this, Honey couldn’t help but notice that the one named Dinky had something written on the front of her tank top. A big red heart in the center with the letter “I” above it and the word “boobs” below it.

‘I heart boobs!?’ Honey thought in disbelief as the one known as Ruby stuck her hand out.

“The name’s Ruby Pinch. Nice ta meet you.” Honey blinked before her brain processed what was happening.

“O-Oh! I’m Honey Belle, uh Sweetie’s cousin!” She added quickly, taking her hand. Thank goodness for that spell! She’d probably have blurted out Hondo Flanks without it!

“Sweetie’s identical cousin?” Ruby added with an ever so slightly raised eyebrow. Honey blushed.

“Y-Yeah it’s sorta a long story. Let’s just say magic was involved and I hadn’t meant to look like this…”

“Ah, that explains it.” Ruby said with a sigh. “Guess you’ve officially seen what Ponyville has to offer. Sorry it was something like that, but hey you look great if it’s any consolation.”

“O-Oh um thanks…” Honey wasn’t sure how to take that. On one hand, she was glad this mare wasn’t probing any deeper into what happened. On the other hand, she was reminded just how pretty Sweetie was even if it was this random mare telling her that.

“And I’m Dinky Hooves!” The grey unicorn mare said, grabbing one of her hands with both of her own. Not only that but this mare was shaking it up and down rather quickly, throwing her off.

“Again I’m really sorry about that. It’s just how I greet my friends. So don’t worry. I won’t do that again until I’m sure we’re friends!”

“O-Oh well I appreciate it, wait what?”

“Don’t mind her, she’s weird.” Ruby said while putting an arm around Dinky. Dinky for her part just held up a peace sign.

“Guilty as charged!” She added without any hint of shame.

‘Again Just who are these girls?’ Honey thought.

“Anyway, what are you up to? Looks like you have quite the load there.” Ruby asked, waving a hand toward the many bags still on the bench.

“Yeah geez, look at all these. What did you do? Buy out Rarity?” Dinky exclaimed looking over the many pairs of handles Honey had been trying to carry all at once. Much to Honey’s mild surprise, Dinky was making sure not to look into any of the bags. So she respected your privacy of what you bought, but not your body?

“W-well Rarity is my cousin and uh, we haven’t seen each other for so long and I’m uh kinda stuck like this so-”

“She gave you more clothing than you could possibly carry.” Dinky finished with a sigh. “Yeah, that sounds like the Rarity Sweetie talks about. Is she still sick? Is that why you’re stuck trying to do this by yourself?”

“O-Oh yes um Sweetie still has a bit of flu.” Honey replied, trying to get a grasp of this situation. “Um, you’re a friend of hers?”

“In a way.” Ruby added before blowing another bubble. “We were classmates and hung out on occasion. We’re certainly not as close as Applebloom and Scootaloo are to her.”

“Yeah though Ruby and I always wanted a third girl for our group like that.” Dinky added with a shrug. Looking at Honey her face suddenly lit up.

“Hey! There’s an idea! You’re new to Ponyville right? Why don’t you hang out with us today? We’ll show you around!”

“O-Oh uh, I don’t know. I mean I was here many years ago, so I sorta know it.” Shit, she had to figure out a way to excuse herself. There was no way she could keep up being a teenage girl to that degree!

“Like how many years?” Dinky asked as she began to grab a few of the bags. “This place may be small but it’s not like it stays the same. Come on, it’ll be fun. I promise not to do anything you're uncomfortable with okay? Besides there’s no way you’re carrying this all home by yourself.”

“N-No really you don’t have to-”

“Nonsense, it’s as Dinky says, there’s no way we’re letting you carry all this yourself.” Ruby echoed, focusing power in her horn. Moments later the rest of the bags minus the four or five Dinky had grabbed floated up in the air, and all moved to hover behind Ruby. Dinky seemed rather annoyed at this.

“Aw come on Ruby stop showing off!”

“It’s not my fault you didn't’ take your magic studies seriously.” Ruby sang as she walked up to Honey to hook her arm with her own. “Well shall we be off? I assume you’re staying at Sweetie’s home?”

“Huh? Um y-yeah uh…” Her desire to shoo them away was momentarily overwritten with the awe she felt at simply seeing this magic act. Truth be told, Honey had tried this herself at first, but could barely lift a fraction of them before the strain was too much. Even as Hondo she’d never been great at magic, but here this mare was carrying the bulk of it and acting as if she was merely lifting pebbles, and at her age!

“Great, then we’re off. After we drop your stuff off we’ll discuss where to go first on your return party to our lovely little town of Ponyville!”

“Yeah! We’ll show you all the best places!” Dinky added walking up beside her. She moved her arm up before stopping. “Uh, you mind if I put my arm around your shoulders?”

“Huh? Oh I guess not?” Honey replied, before feeling Dinky do just that.

“Great!” She tugged at Honey a bit to show her excitement. “I have a feeling we’re going to have an awesome time together!”

“Y-Yeah…” Honey said as she was dragged along.

Damn it all, what had she gotten herself into now!?

Author's Note

Surprise! As thanks for making the feature box, I spent all day making this update!

This is also where I originally planned to stop the last chapter, so I guess it works out. Now I just gotta figure where the story goes from here.

You may have guessed, but the outfit Honey puts on when she has her picture taken is the cover pic. Because I love doing stupid things like that.

Also this chapter introduces us to my versions of Ruby Pinch and Dinky Hooves! They're based heavily on how they appear in RPs I do with a friend. Hopefully you come to like them. ^_^

Oh yes, and that little blurb about Gala's twins? Yeah this is a soft sequel to both "Cake Mix 1 and 2" and "A Novel Match" Just with those characters as anhtros in this one. So yeah Big Mac also became Red Gala thanks to a book in this universe and had her twins already. I may give some clear hints on what happened to her and Caramel after that story in this one. Though given Cake Mix isn't finished yet. I'm going to try to avoid doing too much with them as to not give anything away.

Sweet treats and surprises

“Really now? A potion that uses the memory of who last wore the item of clothing to turn you into a copy of them?” Ruby sounded much too interested in her story for Honey’s nerves.

“Y-Yes, I thought m-maybe I could have Sweetie Belle become a version of her from a few days ago where she wasn’t sick, and so I thought I’d test it on myself to make sure it worked.” Honey blabbered, she was never the most creative liar, but she couldn’t very well tell them the real reason for all this. She just hoped she could get most of the details to her mom and sisters before they were asked. She had once heard that the best lies held a grain of truth, or something like that. Hopefully this would hold up. It just annoyed her that she only thought about making Sweetie well again through it just now. That might have actually worked!

“W-Well it did as you can see,” she waved her hands over her body, “but I forgot that I didn’t have the antidote s-so I’m kinda stuck this way for a while…” Ruby soaked up every bit of her story as she told it, writing down notes on a notepad Honey didn’t remember her having before.

“So did the clothing change Sweetie?”

Honey blinked. What?

“Huh? I’m the one who put them on.”

“Put them on?” Dinky chimed in excitedly. “Oh were they panties? I bet they were panties!” While she clearly shared an interest in the story, Honey doubted it was for the same reasons as Ruby. Said bright pink mare seemed to be trying not to roll her eyes in annoyance.

“Yes but you had Sweetie wear them afterward right?” Ruby asked looking over her notes. “I’m curious as to if the magic remains in the clothing. Can it only change one pony? Or is there maybe a time limit to how many can wear the same clothing and change? If it changes you into the last person wearing it, that technically would still be, in this case Sweetie, since you look just like her. I wonder how many people you could change before the magic wears off? Hmmm, it probably would be only one change per pony. Two at the max I bet…. Though three wouldn’t be impossible…”

Dinky sighed. “You’ll have to excuse her. She always gets like that when she comes across new info on magic. She’ll be a student of Princess Twilight or Starlight Glimmer before we know it, mark my words.” With that she shook her head. Ruby was too lost in thought to retaliate.

“So what did you look like before?” Honey balked at the question.

“W-What?”

Dinky looked at her with confusion. “You know… before the potion? You didn’t always have Sweetie’s body so what was your body like?”

“O-Oh right, sorry it’s just… been a morning.”

“Yeah a trip to Rarity’s after being transformed can do that.” Dinky smiled with a nod before her expression blanked for a second. “I can’t believe I live in a town where that might be a common phrase now.” Another smile. “I love this town.”

“It is lovely.” Honey agreed. It was funny how Honey had been worried about having to explain why she knew all the places around town when it turned out she really didn’t. As Hondo, him and Cookie had their routine. They only really ever went to the same places and did much the same things. When they felt adventurous, they’d get on a train and head to Canterlot, or the Crystal Empire, or heck one of the many other towns out there. They never really tried exploring their very own Ponyville to see what might be new here.

Upon meeting both Dinky and Ruby, they had marched straight to her home, leaving her purchases in the guest room she was currently staying in. Apparently Cookie and Sweetie had changed course at some point, as they weren’t there. That or they left again after only five minutes.

Freed of the burden of many bags, the trio had since spent the last few hours on seeing the sights. Honey was shocked at just how much of her town she didn’t seem to know despite living there for a couple of decades now. First off she was surprised to find the arcade was still up, though most of the games he’d played as a colt were gone. A few classics remained, but it wasn’t like she had time to really look through all of them. The idea set forth by her new friends was to get a layout of the town and pick what to check out later.

From small little restaurants that sold food she hadn’t been aware you could get here, to stores that sold some neat specified items. Ponyville seemed to have it all. Did this come because of the Friendship Castle? Ever since they got their own princess things had been changing. Yet she didn’t think it had lost that cozy small town feel just yet.

“That is a good question actually, what did you look like before?” Ruby had returned from her musings.

Crap! She hadn’t thought about that! Think Honey Belle Think!

“I-I was really kinda plain looking. N-no chest to speak of. Maybe a bit out of shape…” Most of that was basically true. She was just leaving out the part: Oh yeah and I was also a grown middle aged stallion!

“Oh so this must be quite the experience for you.” Ruby realized what she said and gave a polite cough. “That is. Well I obviously can’t give an opinion of how you used to look, but Sweetie is not exactly those things.”

“Yeah she’s pretty sexy and popular and in great shape!”

“DINKY!”

“What? It’s true! I’m sure even you agree, right Honey?”

“Huh? I uh…” It was true though. It was something she’d been coming to terms with since this whole thing started. Sweetie Belle was a beautiful young mare, and by being her clone that meant she was indeed a beautiful young mare herself right now. Everytime she was reminded of that, she felt her face flush.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Dinky called skipping around them a bit. “So what about the other thing?” Honey blinked again. Dinky was certainly… a character.

“Other thing?”

“About having Sweetie wear those panties, did it cure her?”

“Oh yes, I very much want to know the answer to that.” Ruby added, her face getting a bit too close.

“T-Things got complicated. It honestly never crossed our minds!”

Please PLEASE don’t ask me to go into details on how complicated! I don’t want to think about the fact I fucked Button Mash.

Damn it I thought about it!

Instinctively she buried her face in her hands. A grown up in a teenage mare’s body had sex with a teenage stallion. Well technically adults at eighteen, but still a teen in her mind.

“Ah seems something awkward happened.” Ruby chimed in, breaking Honey from her little mental crisis. “You don’t have to talk about it now. Maybe later if you feel like it okay?”

“Yeah, you kinda seem to have enough going on right now.” Dinky mused. Honey was actually shocked. She hadn’t expected them not to pry. They were pretty good kids. That were the same age as her current body. Ugh her head hurt.

“Oh one thing though, I’m sure Sweetie told you, but she has a boyfriend.” Dinky added in. “You might want to avoid running into him if you don’t want things to be even more awkward. We’ll help you keep an eye out given I doubt you know what he looks like.”

Honey tried to control her breathing. Oh she knew what he looked like. She knew what he looked like in more ways than one!

It was a valid concern though. Would he be able to recognize her out here as not Sweetie? The fact she wasn’t sick should give it away, but what if he wanted to, like hug her from behind or something? Would she be able to stop him?

Alternatively, what was she going to do when she saw Button giving the same affection to his actual girlfriend Sweetie? Especially since she’d know exactly how him touching Sweetie would feel given they’d basically done that yesterday! Her mind spun with the possibilities.

He’d come in, while she was preparing a meal. She wouldn’t even notice till she felt his strong body press up against her back. His dick already poking her rear, wanting more. Wanting to claim her again. Her boobies would jiggle from the impact, only to feel his hands grasp them seconds later…

Her breathing quickened.

“Uh Honey Belle? You okay there?” Ruby asked, waving a hand in front of her face. “You’re looking a bit flushed.” The fantasy Honey had been imagining faded away. What? What was that? Why would she daydream that?

And more importantly, why was she only in an apron during that fantasy!?

“I-I’m fine! Fine!” Honey cried a bit too quickly. “I-I mean I’ll be okay. Just overwhelmed.”

“We’re not pushing you too fast are we?” Ruby asked in concern, “let us know if we need to slow down.”

“I will… uh thanks.” She tried to give her best smile. She had no idea if she was doing it right. Everything in Sweetie’s body was like trying to cook in someone else’s house. She knew the basics, but didn’t know where anything was or how it worked.

“Hey Ruby, didn’t you tell me transformation magic is like jittery or something for the first day or two upon taking a new form?” Dinky asked. Honey tensed up. Why was Dinky asking that now?

“Something like that.” Ruby replied with a nod. “It takes some powerful magic to transform someone, and stronger magic yet to keep them that way. To put it in a way that’s easier to understand. It’s like Honey’s… essence and body got shaken up. Until they settle into their new shape, you can more easily mold that shape with small spells. Just small things though like eye color.”

“You think that’s why you’re feeling off Honey? I mean uh, no offense but if you were as flat as you said, then those must be a little off putting.” She waved very obviously at the mounds she now possessed.

Honey had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. Boy was that ever an understatement!

“Y-Yeah it’s been a challenge.” What else could she say? Of course they were off putting! She didn’t have these before! She wasn’t ever supposed to have these!

“A bad challenge?” Ruby asked moving in closer. “I know it might blow Dinky’s mind over there, but I’m aware not every mare wants large ones. Do you miss being flat chested?”

“Hey! I know some mares like small ones!” Both ignored Dinky.

“You could say that…” She missed that and being tall, older, male. Actually maybe not the older part so much.

“Okay fine, but do you hate having big ones?” Dinky demanded crossing her arms. “I mean it’s fine if you do, but that’s only if you do. Did you ever imagine having bigger ones?”

Images of her with Rarity that morning flashed through her mind. The curves on her older sister…

“I-I might have daydreamed about large ones. L-Larger than this even.” Did she really? I mean it was weird enough carrying these around, but what must it be like for those even more blessed in that area? She knew very well that unless you had certain strong muscles, or powerful magic to counteract it, large ones put a big stain on one's back.

“Really? So you’ve dreamt about having bigger ones?” Dinky interjected rather excitedly. Her expression was just a tad bit concerning to Honey.

“M-Maybe? I uh, am already larger now so it could be neat to see what even bigger ones would be like…” That was the wrong thing to say wasn’t it?

“Right? Big boobs are the best!” Dinky cried cupping her own barely C cups with a frown. “Sadly I don’t have the magic talent Ruby has, so the breast enlargement spell I’ve been trying to learn doesn’t do much yet. Of course if Ruby would just cast it on me herself…” She trailed off giving her friends the stink eye.

“If I did, then I’d never heard the end of you begging me to cast it again.” Ruby flicked her hair. “You want it, earn it. Practice your magic more.”

“But I have been practicing!” Dinky protested, her horn lighting up with its yellowish glow of magic. “It’s just not working right! Here watch!” Honey felt a tingle around her chest. W-wait was she casting it on her!?

“No wait! Not on Honey Belle!” Ruby screamed, trying to counter with her own magic.

“W-Wait why shouldn’t-” But Honey didn’t get to finish that thought. Dinky’s magic fired off just before Ruby could stop it. The tingle around Honey’s bosom intensified, quickly changing to a warmth. A warmth she knew all too well from yesterday!

Wait! No no no!

“Ohhhhhhhhhh” She moaned, her breasts swelling in size. She felt a moment of discomfort as they strained against the bra, only to feel the fabric snap away as her chest continued to grow. Her Pink top strained against them as they fought to fill up every bit of space they could.

Damn it! She just got that bra!

Her top pushed out more and more as jiggly flesh pushed into them. Her nipples practically poked through the fabric. Much like when she first took this form, the change left her feeling a bit dazed for a moment.

“W-What but that’s never worked before!” Dinky protested, her eyes wide.

“I told you her form is a bit unstable right now!” Ruby moaned a bit too loudly, drawing more than a few eyes their way. Honey looked around nervously. Damn they were causing a scene. The last thing she wanted was to be the center of attention!

“Anyway we need to get somewhere private.” Ruby said as she ushered them into a nearby alleyway. After making sure no nosey ponies followed them, she turned back to Dinky.

“Again, her body is still charged with transformation magic, meaning it’s easier to make minor alterations with minimal magic.” She waved at Honey’s new chest. “Like these!”

Honey’s mind reeled. This counted as a minor change!?

Dinky, despite her proclaimed love of large chests, seemed genuinely embarrassed. “I-I see, um well on the bright side Honey Belle, you really rock that look and body!”

Honey’s glare spoke volumes.

“R-right, for what it’s worth I am sorry…”

Honey sighed. “All that aside, how do we return these to normal? Also you owe me a new bra.”

“Actually I owe you a new bra.” Ruby piped up, raising her hand. “I used my magic to help break your old one before the fabric began to dig into your skin. Have a sorry and you’re welcome. As for returning you to normal, bad idea. As I said, transformation magic is rare and powerful. It’s also dangerous to stack.” She glared at Dinky who glanced away sheepishly.

“Your body accepted the augmentation magic and needs time to settle before we try that again.” Honey’s breath caught.

“A-Are you saying I’m stuck with these?” Ruby nodded.

“For a day or two at best, or until you take the antidote potion, but we’d need to figure out how to make that anyway.”

“R-right figure it out.” Actually I have a vial back home right now.

“Hold up, would that even work? I thought you said my form and essence are unstable.” Ruby shook her head.

“It’s different if the base is a potion. Think of the initial transformation like putting a costume of sorts on the subject, you in this case. Something like having your boobs grow is just adding something to the costume. The antidote basically just takes the costume off, revealing your natural form again, untouched.

Honey Belled looked down at a massive bulges in her pink dress, her breasts now barely contained.

“Jeez! Just how big did you make me!?”

“Double D’s!” Dinky beamed. She looked proud of herself before noticing the glare from them both. “Oh right, still not a good thing, my bad.”

“D-Double D’s!?” Honey repeated. That was about as big as her big sister Rarity! With those curves she’d have Button drooling over her- why did her thoughts keep turning to Button!?

“They should return to normal when you regain your true form.” Ruby was saying, drawing Honey’s attention away from her new funbags and toward the young mare. “I’m afraid with how unstable transformation magic can be, it’s better you just leave them be rather than try to adjust them back right now. Who knows? Maybe you’ll like them?”

“W-Well it has been a day of new things…” Honey replied with a nervous laugh. What in the stars above was she supposed to tell Mom and sis about these?! Was Sweetie going to be jealous? She didn’t need her daughter, turned twin sister, feeling jealous of a body that was a copy of hers! Ugh this was giving her a headache.

“Dinky, since you wanted her to have those so much, I think it’s only fair that YOU get to buy her new bras.” This got a wince out of the gray mare.

“What? But you’re the one that cut it!”

“Dinky.”

“R-Right, I guess that’s fair, it’s my fault to begin with. But I mean come on! She looks amazing! I’m sure her boyfriend will approve.”

“Not the point! Besides we don’t even know if she has one!”

“Well it’ll be easy to get one looking like that.”

“Dinky!”

“What? What did I say?”

For some reason, despite what had happened to her, despite the day she had been having, and even despite suddenly having her chest made even larger, watching them bicker like this was something right out of a comedy. It was so silly she couldn’t help but laugh.

The two girls looked shocked for a moment before it likely sank in and soon all three were a fit of giggles. It was… nice somehow. Right here in this moment she didn’t have to be Hondo Flanks, the stoic responsible male adult, tasked with keeping everything running. She could just be a silly teenager again. Even if that teen was a girl.

After a while she managed to calm herself, wiping tears away from her eyes. “Is it always this wild around you two?”

“Unfortunately yes.” Ruby replied before waving for them to leave the ally. “You get used to it. If you’ll… still give us a chance?”

“A chance? For what?”

“Why to be friends of course!” Dinky exclaimed, jumping on her back. “I promise not to grope you until you’re ready!”

“Uh thanks?” Honey replied. Ruby rolled her eyes, but her lips held a smile.

Friends. It seemed like such a strange concept now. When was the last time as Hondo he’d hung out with friends? Cookie had many but it seemed like all of his had moved away long ago or were always busy. Was that part of the reason he was so big on spending time with his family? Still would that be really okay? He would have to be his old self again eventually.

“I think that little ‘experiment’ has earned us a pit stop.” Ruby spoke, breaking her from her thoughts. Looking up she saw the mare waving toward Sugercube corner. “How about we get something sweet in your belly?”

“I can’t say no to that!” Dinky hollered, she got off Honey just enough to put an arm around her shoulders. “Come on, I'll treat ya as part of my punishment for casting that spell.”

Well she could worry about if this friendship was a good idea later. Truth be told she was starving!

“T-That would be wonderful, especially since I didn’t grab any money even after dropping those clothes off…”

“Yes I can see how that’d be a problem.” Ruby said in an amused voice. Honey was getting the impression she had a sarcastic side buried in there.

“Feel free to get the more expensive items. After what Dinky did she’d deserve to pay.” Dinky waved a hand at her.

“Yeah yeah, I got it.”

So in conclusion, Ruby seemed to be an intelligent yet playful mare with a keen sense for magic, while Dinky was almost like a watered down Pinkie Pie, just with a weird obsession with breasts. Honestly, they still sounded like they were good company to keep.

“So you ever been here before?” Dinky asked as they walked in. A bell chiming to let everyone know they entered. Another perk of it being small townish.

“Oh once or twice.” She replied back. Actually, since I’ve lived here for years, I’ve tried everything on the menu at least three times.

“Ah cool, well still if you want to try anything new feel free. I can afford an extra milkshake or two.” Her eyes drifted elsewhere in the shop. “Speaking of milkshaking…”

Honey followed her gaze to take in the young mare known to most in town as ‘Ms Cake’ though she looked a lot different nowadays then she did when Hondo first arrived in this town. Cupcake, as that was her actual name, had never been unattractive. She was a bit plump around the edges, but there had been a large number of guys that enjoyed that aspect of her. Not that any would have ever tried their luck. It was well known she was happily married. That didn’t stop stallions from dreaming though, and ever since a Hearts and Hooves day a few years ago, her amount of admirers had shot up, despite her not really having her previous chubbiness.

The current Cupcake was nothing short of a bombshell. While not chubby anymore, she had curves much closer to Pinkie Pie’s. Perfect hips, perfect rear, and a nice chest. One she wasn’t shy about showing off with her low cut waitress uniform. In fact thanks to those same events there were quite a few sexy waitresses running around here.

Hmm I wonder how Button would like to see me in that uniform? Wait no stop it brain!

“Oh hello girls!” Cup practically sang as she swayed her way over. Was this what the boys called a MILF? Even her movements were much more exaggerated and seemingly sexified. Cookie and his adult self had often thought about trying to set up some sort of… ‘play date’ with them.

“Hi Ms. Cake!” Honey’s new friends chimed, before Honey had the sense to join them, being slightly out of sync. Cupcake looked at her in particular with a tilted head.

“Sweetie? That you?”

“N-No I’m her cousin visiting from out of town.”

This time an eyebrow raised. “Her identical cousin?”

“Magic mishap.” Ruby spoke with a shrug. Much to Honey’s shock, Cupcake nodded in understanding.

“Ah that explains it. Well nice to meet you uh…”

“Oh! Uh H-Honey Belle! Nice to meet you!” I’m so sorry! I’ve actually met you a ton of times! I’ve seen your husband and his antics all around town! I’ve grown to be an acquaintance!

Of course she bit her tongue on repeating any of this outloud. She didn’t really like lying to people she knew, but all things considered this was probably for the best.

“So you girls here to dine or just dropping by for a quick snack?”

“Dine in, we’re thinking of milkshakes!” Ruby said, giving Cupcake a thumbs up. The older mare’s eyes lit up.

“Excellent! Here we have a table right here!” Leading them to said table, she let them settle in before handing them menus.

“It’s Pinkie hour as well! So half off all milkshakes!”

“Heck yeah! Now we’re talking!” Dinky exclaimed as she began to comb the menu while fired up. Honey Belle’s brow furled.

“Pinkie hour?” She never heard of that before. Did she just somehow always miss it?

“Well it’s a bit like happy hour at a bar, except you just get half off milkshakes. Pinkie came up with it, and we all liked it so much we decided to go with it! Anyway take your time, I’ll send the new girl out to take your order soon.”

With that Cupcake was gone and it was just them three. Honey looked over the menu to see if there was anything new, but no it was pretty much the same as always.

Eh, guess I’ll go with my tried and true favorite. Mint chocolate chip!

“By the way, how long will you be in town?” Ruby asked, having already put her menu down. Crap! What should she respond with?

“Uh w-well I might be here for a few weeks… or a few days.” Any lies had to have a grain of truth. “There’s some behind the scenes stuff we’re still working out, so I don’t really know.”

“Well I for one hope you’re around for a while!” Dinky proclaimed putting an arm around her again. It would have been nice, if Dinky wasn’t obviously staring at her chest with a desire to touch it. “It’s only been a few hours but I can tell we’re going to have fun together!”

“I have to agree with her, it’s almost like you were made to be our third.” Ruby nodded with a smile. “I always did envy the CMC, now we’ve got our own third girl! Only if you are interested of course.”

“I…” She had no idea what to say or do. She never in a million years thought things would progress so quickly! It hadn’t even been a day yet, and she had her own look, her own room and clothes, and now her own friends. The more time she spent as Honey Belle, it seemed like the more of a role she carved out for herself. If she wasn’t careful, Honey Belle would become imprinted on many of those around her.

It was scary. What if this made it difficult for them to see her go? What was he supposed to do when he was Hondo again? Write them letters? At this rate he’d either have to come clean or set time aside to become this girl again next summer. She felt the pressure of everything begin to build up again. Damn it this really was a bad idea wasn’t it? She should just go back home and tell Cookie she quit.

“No need to answer just yet.” Ruby said suddenly, as if she could sense her rising fear. “Just… think about it.”

“We’d love to have you as a friend though, but hey if you have to leave you have to leave. I’m sure we’ll bump into each other again.”

“But… what if we don’t? What if this is the only, I mean last summer I get to be here?” The girls looked at her confused.

“Why uh, are you going away after this or something?” Oh boy how true that was!

“N-No I just mean we don’t know the future a-and-”

“I wouldn’t worry about it.” Ruby said suddenly, doing a little stretch with her arms.

“You wouldn’t?”

“No, life’s too short to worry about if this is our only summer.” She said with a shrug. “I’m sure you’ll be able to come back again next summer, and even if you don’t, hey we still have this one.”

“Yeah! Just means we have to make it count!” Dinky added with a fist pump.

“I-I see…” Honey wasn’t sure how to feel. In truth it was fun just hanging out and not having to care about the adult stuff she usually did. Then again this wasn’t her real life. She’d have to return to being Hondo eventually. Those responsibilities weren’t going to vanish in the meantime. Was it really fair to leave it all to Cookie to deal with while she was goofing off? Cookie did say it was fine, but was it really?

“H-Hello!” A yellow mare around Pinkie’s age and build nearly squeaked from beside them. She was wearing the uniform of the shop, so she must be the ‘new girl’ Cupcake was talking about. Honestly it was uncanny how similar to Pinkie she seemed. The coloring was different, but otherwise she was nearly an exact copy. Her brown mane was even just as poofy, her tail too. More magic shenanigans? Ruby was the one to address her.

“Yes hello, we’d each like a milkshake and a pastry please. I’ll take a cherry banana myself with a cinnamon roll please. Dinky?”

“Cookies and cream with a slice of pumpkin pie! Honey?”

It took a few seconds for her to realize it was her turn, so engrossed by the mare’s look as she was. “O-Oh! Sorry! I’ll take a Mint chocolate shake and pass on…” Wait a minute. Normally she’d pass on the pastry unless she had a workout planned due to the calories, but she wasn’t in her body right now. She was in Sweetie’s and being that young could handle a pastry!

“Sorry I mean I’ll take a cinnamon roll as well!” The giddiness definitely leaked into her words, but she couldn’t help it. She had to chalk that up to another point for being Honey right now.

“And another cinnamon bun!” The mare repeated with a smile. “Coming right u- AH! P-Pinkie!”

“Hiya Cheesy hun! I see you’re ‘adjusting’ well!” Said party mare had seemingly popped up out of nowhere to hug the waitress from behind. Honey got the impression Pinkie wanted to do the same thing Dinky had done to herself upon meeting, but seemed to have enough sense not to do that in the middle of the diner.

“I-I’m managing.” The waitress replied with a heavy blush. Then with a lower voice that Honey only barely caught as she was the closest to her: “Going to have to after your little ‘gift’”

“So is this like a sister we didn’t know about Ms Pinkie?” Dinky piped up her eyes occasionally darting to their chests. No doubt calculating if they were the same size as each other.

“Not exactly.” Pinkie giggled. “Did you forget to introduce yourself Grilled Cheese?”

“Oh no! I did!” The mare replied almost in horror. “Forgive me patrons, my name is Grilled Cheese. I’ll be your waitress today!” She then pulled a rubber chicken from… wait was that her mane it came from?

“Boneless hopes you have a great time here!” She had the rubber chicken bow to them. It took a second but Honey realized it was in the same waitress outfit.

“Isn’t she great?” Pinkie exclaimed with a huge girn. “She’s the latest in the wives club!”

“Wow another? Lucky guy.” Ruby said with a raised eyebrow. Honey was confused for a second till she remembered a chat she had with Pinkie’s Husband. He had said there might be a couple of new additions to the home soon. As Hondo he thought he meant more foals. Was he including another bride in that statement? Where did she even come from? Something about her sure was familiar though.

“Wait so he got another wife? You like him too?” Dinky asked, leaning forward a bit. Why was she interested in that? Grilled Cheese blushed again.

“I-I do, though this isn’t how I thought my life would turn out.” In a lower voice: “Given I wasn’t pregnant or a mare a month ago.” She looked at Pinkie.

“Aw but this body suits you!” Pinkie replied in a normal voice confusing Dinky and Ruby who hadn’t heard the lower spoken portion.

“N-Not so loud!” Grilled hissed. “Besides you body swapped with him just to knock me up, so it’s basically our child!”

“Of course! We needed to have Little Cheese born in this timeline somehow!”

Grilled Cheese blinked. “What?” But they had moved away to the kitchen before Honey could catch anymore of the conversation.

“What the heck was that about?” Dinky asked, but Ruby just shrugged. Dinky turned to her next, but she nervously just shrugged as well. It might be for the best to keep what she heard to herself. She could ask their husband about it later when she was Hondo again.

Still was it true what she said? Was that a stallion turned mare and now p-pregnant? She seemed happy about it, or at the very least she didn’t seem to hate she was with foal, but that meant she was stuck that way! W-what if that happened to her? What if Button made her a future mommy?

The idea should terrify her, and in a way it did. She’d be stuck like this for a while, perhaps for keeps. A new life growing inside her. An experience she was never meant to have! There was a very large part of her that was petrified at the thought!

But then there was another part…

“Here’s your milkshakes!” Pinkie announced having popped out of nowhere again. Even as Hondo she’d never get used to that.

“Alright!” Dinky exclaimed happily sucking away at her straw. Her muzzle scrunched up in such a silly way as she did, the blissful look on her face only adding to how funny she looked. It was such a sight that before Honey knew it, a slew of giggles had erupted from her. Giggles that did not go unnoticed.

“H-Hey I can’t help it!” Dinky defended with a blush.

“Doesn’t make it less funny.” Ruby added with a smile of her own. As she began to drink her own milkshake, her face remained almost stoic. She was somehow making drinking a milkshake look classy.

“Gah! How do you do that!?” Dinky cried, her muzzle scrunching up. This caused another fit of giggles. While Dinky was clearly embarrassed, it didn’t seem to be a sore spot at least. That did lead to a question though.

“Hey how do I look?” Honey asked before taking a big drink of her own milkshake. She was simply ecstatic to be able to drink something this sugary without having to worry how it’d affect her body, so her expression was rather happy and eager.

At least until the smooth icy treat met her taste buds, in which the most unpleasant expression claimed her face as she nearly coughed at how horrible it tasted!

“BLEH! GAH! YUCK!” She sputtered sticking her tongue out. Gah! It lingered! If only she had water! After she was able to make sense of the world again, she couldn’t help but notice how hard Dinky and Ruby were laughing.

“Oh man that was great!” Dinky hollered trying not to slap the table.

“What happened? Did you drink it too fast or something?” Ruby added. Honey didn’t respond. Just what in the tartarus WAS that? It was horrible! She asked for Mint Chocolate chip! Not… whatever this was! Mud?

“Oh dear, that wasn’t a good face.” Pinkie said as she placed their pastries down. Where had she even gotten those from?

“I- this doesn’t taste right.” Honey managed. She didn’t want to insult Sugar Cube Corner after having come here so many times, but they had seriously messed her order up! She had gotten this same milkshake everytime she was able to justify one, and it had never been this bad!

“It doesn’t?” Pinkie picked it up and sniffed “Mint? No wonder! You wouldn’t like this! Hmm instead you need that one! I’ll be right back!” With that she skipped away.

“You got Mint Chocolate Chip right?” Dinky asked, to which Honey nodded.

“I did! It’s my favorite! I have no idea what they did wrong!”

“Huh that’s not like them.” Ruby added rubbing her chin. “I feel like there is something to that…”

“Here you go! Try this one!” Pinkie said, popping in from nowhere for the third time. With her she plopped down a new milkshake, this one a brownish chocolate color rather than the lime green of mint.

“Uh, are you sure? It doesn’t look like-”

“Oh don’t worry about that! I Pinkie guarantee you’ll love it!”

Honey was still unsure, but Pinkie had never steered her wrong before. Bracing herself she placed her lips on the straw and sucked in.

!!!! Pure bliss! She had no idea what her expression was as she sucked a larger portion down, but she didn’t care. This creaminess! The smooth rich flavor! What was this? It was not mint that’s for sure, but honestly it might be better! Everything about it just made her melt.

“Well someone likes it.” Ruby mused grinning at her expression.

“Dang you look like you’re about to-” Dinky glanced at Pinkie and coughed thinking better about her words. “Anyway what has you look like you’re on cloud nine?”

“Yes what is this?! It’s amazing!” Honey exclaimed, drinking in another mouthful of heaven. Pinkie just giggled.

“I knew you’d love it. It’s Sweetie Belle’s favorite as well! Peanut Butter Chocolate!”

The world spun to a stop as those words sank into Honey’s brain. W-what? What did she just say!? She could feel the panic welling up inside her already. She didn’t have a epipotion with her!

“It’s what!?” She cried standing up, the panic already overflowing. “I-I need. Oh Celestia the hospital is across town!”

“What? Hospital!?” Ruby’s face was pure business in an instant. “Why? What’s going on? I know some first aid magic! Maybe I can help!” Dinky for her part looked terrified.

“Honey? Pinkie did you poison her or something!?” Both Cupcake and Grilled Cheese were looking their way in concern, but they were the only other ponies inside at the moment. Despite all this Pinkie remained oddly calm.

“Honey Belle calm down.” She said in a stern motherly voice.

“Calm down? I’m about to go into… wait… I can breathe?” It seemed impossible, but she could. In fact she didn’t feel anything off at all. In shock she just stood there a hand to her chest measuring her breathing. Her completely normal breathing.

“I’m.. fine?” Pinkie nodded.

“For what it’s worth I am sorry. My Pinkie sense didn’t warn me about that till too late. It makes sense you’d act that way though. Please accept my apologies!” With that she bowed down. This whole thing was making all three young adult fillies nervous. This wasn’t like the usual Pinkie which just seemed to add to the seriousness of the situation.

“W-wait what’s going on?” Ruby demanded crossing her arms. “Pinkie, why did my friend think she needed to go to the hospital? Did you do something to the milkshake?”

The pink mare shook her head. “No it’s a normal peanut butter chocolate shake, the issue is that much like Hondo.” She gave a glance at Honey as she said that name. Did she know somehow? “Honey here had an allergy to peanuts. At least that’s what I’m guessing.”

“Wait what!? Then we do need to get her help!” Dinky exclaimed in a panic, but Ruby put her hand on the unicorn’s shoulder.

“Dinky look at Honey, does she seem to be in any pain? The shake didn’t hurt her at all.”

“W-what? But if she’s-”

“I think I get it.” Ruby interrupted. “I knew there was something about that face you made with the mint chocolate shake.”

“What? What does that have to do with this?” Honey asked, having finally calmed down from her scare. It had been such a long time since he’d had an instance like this that he had let himself grow too relaxed. Why was she fine? Hondo Flanks had been allergic to peanuts since foalhood!

“I can answer that if you can forgive me Honey Belle.” Pinkie piped up looking uncharacteristically solemn. It was kinda freaky honestly. Wait when did she tell Pinkie her name?

“I-I forgive you, I know you’d never mean me any harm.” Pinkie smiled, but she didn’t immediately go back to her bubbly self.

“You see, I of course know the favorites and dislikes of everypony in town when it comes to sweets!” She proclaimed proudly. “Therefore I know for a fact that Sweetie Belle absolutely hates Mint Chocolate, but Peanut butter is like a direct link to the pleasure center of her brain!”

It was true. Whenever they went out for family gatherings, Sweetie refused to eat or drink any mint chocolate saying it tasted horrible. Hondo always thought she was just being dramatic, but why would that matter here?

“I don’t understand, what does that have to do-”

“Of course!” Ruby exclaimed suddenly standing up. In shock Honey just stared.

“Of course what?” Dinky gave voice to what Honey was thinking.

“Don’t you get it?” Ruby asked, waving her hand at Honey in some sort of eureka moment. “She told us earlier that the potion gave her Sweetie’s body right?”

“Riiiiight?” Dinky said slowly, but Honey suddenly stopped her own eyes widening.

“S-Sweetie didn’t inherit her father’s peanut allergy…” She said quietly.

“What? Why does that…oh. OH!” Dinky exclaimed, it finally sinking in. Pinkie decided to humor the readers and vocalize what the three had just realized.

“Exactly!” She said, suddenly in a lab coat with glasses. “By becoming a copy of Sweetie Belle, that means an identical copy! This includes her taste buds! Therefore she’d find Mint Chocolate to be horrible.”

“And I don’t have to worry about an allergic reaction to having peanuts…” Honey finished staring at the milkshake. It was surreal. All her life this substance could have killed her and now? Now it was just food. She could partake in as much of it as she so desired and there would be no negative reaction at all.

“Oh wow, I uh. I can’t even imagine what that’s like.” Dinky said seemingly just to break the silence. Honey nodded.

“I-It’s uh… something.”

“Well this is awkward huh?” Pinkie added rubbing the back of her neck. “I’ll just leave you three to your treats. In fact, don't worry about the check. Call it part of my apology for putting you through that.” With that she gave another bow and walked away back to the kitchen to let Cup and Grilled in on the situation.

“So that was nerve wracking.” Ruby said with a sigh, before picking up her cinnamon roll. “Shall we try to get back to relaxing and just enjoying the day?”

Both her friends nodded. “Agreed!”

Honey took a big bite of her own roll humming with happiness at the taste. Trying her best to put all her focus on the food, drink, and company before her. Because if she stopped to think about what it really meant to not have an allergy anymore. She was afraid of the conclusions she’d arrive at…

Author's Note

This is something I've been wanting to do since the start of this fic and why I love to think and write/watch body swap stuff and genderswapping stuff so much. Because I'm not sure how many people think about small things like this.

What would it be like to body swap into a body with an allergy? What is it like to body swap into a body that can see 20/20 when you had to wear glasses all your life? It's such a neat little thing to consider.

I have a few ideas on where I want to go with this next. I can tell you I don't plan to make it a super long fic, so it's not likely to be 20 chapters more, but I hope what I have planned makes for a good tale.

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