It was a dark and stormy night. The winds howling off in the distances. Sounding like the moans of souls lost for after. The world seemed almost still as there wasn’t any life outside. Most probably hiding away from the storm. Though there was one who was awake and stirring this late. In the home of Twilight Sparkle. The lights were on. Though if you looked through the windows you wouldn’t see Doctor Sparkle.

Twilight was in her basement. Or the lab as she called it. The sounds of burners going off as she was working wearing a lab coat that covered her magnificent body. Now she was a sight to be scene beautiful yet, smart— sometimes too smart for her own good. Obsessed with her studies. She had been working through out the night. Experimenting on something— something of such degree that it would put her name on the map. As she moved over stirring the Bunsen burner.

Twilight rubbed her forehead as she watched the liquid change.

“Good, I’ve just got to add the DNA If my calculations are correct You might have just won the noble prize, and advanced our species.” Sparkle tossed her goggles off revealing her lightly magenta eyes. As she gave a light blink rubbing her eyes.

“It’s completed, soon we’ll begin testing to see if you actually work.” She sighed as she would turn over and look up towards the clock. It was around one in the morning. For Sparkle it was about time to head to bed.

“We’ll continue this tomorrow. I don’t want to risk fucking the experiment up.” She would take the beaker and place it in a lock box. For tomorrow, she would be preparing to change history— If not the world itself. Doctor Sparkle would head up to bed, a long sigh as she closed the door behind her. As she walked up towards her bedroom, she would eventually begin undressing removing articles of clothes. Slowly putting her lab coat off to the side for when she had to put it back on. Though it might be another long night or work when she wasn’t in her work lab.

No one but a select few knew about the one she had. Twilight worried about what would happen if others were to have discovered her secret lab, and what she was trying to do. If anything it reminded her of Victor Frankenstein. Called a mad genius, a mad Scientist who wanted to mess with the forces of nature.

Though she was not mad, she just motivated by her goals. She wasn’t obsessive— No she was sure of that. In fact she had big plans. When she popped her neck. If anything the beautiful Doctor would take the time testing her invention on herself. Proving that her theory was right.

All it took was some special DNA from a species that was thought to have been long gone. A point she took great pleasure. Though she had by no means gotten it legally, and what she could get was rather expensive. But she knew just the right people, and they got it for her. This was all going according to plan. Truly this would help bring her tenure, at the Celestial school for the finer science.

Though if there was one thing Twilight had done it was the mistake of not Locking up her potion. The mistake of leaving it on the counter for the world to see. But she was so focused on what she had done. She hadn’t realized she took it upstairs. No instead she decided that rather then placing her newest creation in the locked cooling chamber to place it in her fridge. She figured that what she was doing wouldn’t cause harm. As she would soon head off to bed for what she hoped would be a good night sleep, and a new beginning to happen again.

It was soon morning. The rest of the world was finally awake. While everyone else was more active Twilight was asleep head buried in a pillow as she was still out like a light. Her dreams falling into glory, notoriety and fame. Her naked butt wiggling in the air as she slept still. As she was wanting to wake up. That small part of her with the sense of freedom. Yet her body was refusing making up for the time she lost staying up experimenting with the potion.

Twilight didn’t even hear the door slamming and the voice calling out.

“Twilight! Twilight are you home? You left your door unlocked?” The feminine voice called out. Her voice left unresponsive. The woman. She is none other than Doctor Twilight’s Sparkle’s assistance, Rarity Belle.

Rarity, as her friends called her was a young woman with long dashing hair, with a prim look. Her breast could be considered on the small side but with a well curved frame. Her legs long and slightly muscular. Her skin a pure complexion. A woman truly trying to give herself the best look possible. A hard worker.

Sure Rarity might not have been as smart as the good doctor but she was a good assistant who did as she was told. She arrived at work at ten o’clock right on time, her bag in hand ready to help her boss. Never complained especially with the money she was being paid, and would do as she was told without question. The room was such a mess, as she rolled her eyes.

“I swear this is why your last assistant left, you are such a slob.” Rarity would begin cleaning up putting some magazines away, even tossing the Bra off into the laundry room. She swore the pay was worth it but sometimes. She had to remind herself that her boss had… Issues. Rarity moved around fixing up the place.

A light sigh as she decided to grab a drink. Moving over towards the kitchen. Rarity reached into the fridge where she looked in there. The Fridge was basically empty beside a few bits of food left over Chinese food. Something off in the corner she was imagining was close to coming alive and running havoc. It only made the assistant roll her eyes while she looked for something to drink. Her ass sticking out in the air looking almost like an upside-down heart.

That was when she saw it. The simple beaker looking a light green. As Rarity looked over it she imagined it was a regular drink. And didn’t think much about it. Twilight had a habbit of using beakers she cleaned when she didn’t have time to clean a fresh cup and this looked particularly good. Then add the fact She knew Twilight would leave anything dangerous back in her lab.

So, Rarity would reach down taking the beaker and began taking a long gulp to relive her parched throat. It wasn’t that bad ether. It almost tasted like a sweet lemonade. Sure, it needed a little more sugar but she didn’t mind. She turned around closing the fridge door with her rear, and began walking away.

That was when suddenly Rarity would begin feeling a pain. It started in her stomach as she slouched over. If Rarity could describe this pain and consider it anything it felt as though someone set a firecracker in her stomach as she felt her body was being set on fire. Her hands rubbing her stomach as she was trying to keep herself calm.

“I- I have to get an ambulance, Fuck, Twilight, what did you do to me!” She muttered without warning as she began looking at her hands. Realizing that something was going on. Her skin was turning red, and as they were getting red, they started sizzling, as they began to transform as she groaned hard and let out a hefty scream. Rarity would collapse on the ground her skin beginning to turn pure black. As the pain would eventually go away. Her horn cracking, turning off from the beautiful ivory look to a twisted deformed thing. Her back sprouting out what looked like wings of a dragonfly.

She no longer looked like Rarity.

Author's Note

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