1. All Bottled Up
“….Now Starlight, I’m leaving you in charge. You need to help open the Foals Tea Party, make sure that Derpy doesn’t discover her surprise Birthday party…”
Starlight interrupted her with a raised hoof. “Relax Twilight, it’s not like I’ll mess everything up and misuse magic creating a horrible mess, right?”
Twilight tilted her head, arced an eyebrow, then turned to look up at Anon. “Nevermind. Anon. I’m counting on you, you’re in charge.”
Starlight’s mouth dropped and she let out a loud whinny. “What the…Twilight! This isn’t funny.” Twilight ignored her and instead flapped her wings. She rose into the air, flying up to Anon’s eye level. Most of the ponies only came to his knees height wise and Twilight was no exception. “I fail to see why I should get involved in this mess?” He hadn’t even looked up from his ponephone. Starlight meanwhile, was getting increasingly irate at being ignored. “I’m standing right here, don’t ignore me!” Twilight sighed and looked down at the other pony. “I’m sorry Starlight. But, c’mon. Every time I leave you, something goes wrong. You know what they call insanity?”
Starlight looked down and pawed the ground. “Doing the same thing and expecting different results.” Twilight nodded. “But see, with Anon’s help you’ll do it right this time for sure!” Anon, meanwhile, was anything but committed. “I still don’t see why I should get involved.” Twilight gave him a sly look. “If you do, I’ll let you pet me. For an hour.” Anon looked away, trying not to appear interested. “That sounds more like something you’d enjoy.” She had him. Now just to reel him in. “Me and Fluttershy.” Anon’s head snapped back around and he quickly took her fore hoof in his hand. “FineI’lldoit.”
Twilight smirked. “Alright, I’m going then. See you too soon. Good luck”.
Starlight huffed. “I still say I can do just fine witho-whut?” Without warning Anon had reached down and scooped Starlight into his arms. He began moving to the kitchen. “Hey, put me down.” Starlight flailed her legs futilely in the air. “I’m a big pony and can walk on my own, thank you.” Anon gave her a little jostle. “Not gonna happen. You aren’t costing me snuggles with Twilight and Flutters, GlimGlam. Until Twi gets back you aren’t leaving my sight.” He took a finger and booped her snout.
“Fine,” she struggled to hide the smile the boop had caused.
Later.
“-and so I told her, that’s why you always carry extra smoke pellets!” Trixie giggled and snorted at her own joke. Starlight gave her a polite giggle. Anon was disinterestedly looking at his phone, timing them so they weren’t even a second late. He was going to have snuggle time, no matter what!
“Trixie!” He looked up. Starlight was alarmed and waving her hooves wildly in the air. “Your pouring salt, not sugar on the cookies!” Trixie shrugged at her alarmed friend. “Salt, sugar what’s the difference?” Anon was about to retort, when he noticed surrounding Starlight’s was a red aura. “Alright, we still have time.” He picked Starlight up, causing her to start protesting again. “Not now,” he told her. Had he been paying attention, he would have seen that this only made the red aura glow even more brightly around her. Pointing at Trixie, he scowled. “You stay here and do NOTHING!” Trixie blinked. “Bu-“ He interrupted her. “Nothing!” He carried Starlight through the door and sat her down on the ground. Looking down at her he rubbed his arm where she’d burned him.
“What the hell GlimGlam?” Starlight had apparently just noticed and was panicking too. “Oh no, oh no. I…was just getting so angry at Trix, at you, and at Twilight. I tried to suppress it and I guess my magic is reacting to it!” Bending down, he gently stroked her mane. He had learned that ponies tended to be calmed by this. “It’s okay. Listen. You just need to control it. Show Twilight we aren’t screw ups.” Glimmer nodded her head and focused. “I learned a containment spell for pregnant mares. It should strengthen my body and keep the anger stuff in.” Anon saw the red aura disappear and smiled. He petted her on the head. “Good job, Glim Glam.” She smiled then sniffed the air. “Do you smell smoke?” Anon’s jaw dropped. “Crab apples, we left Trixie alone in the kitchen!”
The two rushed in and saw Trixie waving her hooves at the stove, which was billowing smoke and belching blasts of fire. Anon rushed over with the fire extinguisher while Glimmer grabbed Trixie. “What did you do?” The other just shrugged. “Trixie doesn’t know. She thought if she cooked at a higher temperature, the cookies would bake faster. Problem solved, right?” Starlight’s right eye twitched and for a second the area around her fur flashed red. Then it stopped. Instead, Starlight’s body shifted. Her flank expanded and her body lengthened. “Look, if we stay on schedule we can use magic to fix this later. C’mon girls, we need to get to the store and buy cookies.” Anon was holding the door for them. Trixie, oblivious, trotted out. If Anon hadn’t been distracted with thoughts of cuddling Twilight and Fluttershy, he would have noticed that instead of coming up to his knee, Starlight head now crested his knee and was closer to his mid thigh.
At Pony Mart
“C’mon, Trixie, Anon is waiting for us outside.” Starlight had grabbed the cookies and was standing in front of her best friend while impatiently tapping her hoof on the ground. Behind her, her tail twitched with agitation. “It’s not that simple Starlight,” Trixie responded. She was ignoring her friend’s clear displeasure and was holding up a bag of her favorite crackers in one hoof and in the other was a box of sweets. “Anon only gave Trixie enough bits for one of these. She just cannot decide as both snacks are equally yummy.”
Starlight was biting her lower lip so much to avoid saying anything that she was practically drawing blood. Did Trixie not realize they were in a hurry?
Around Starlight, the bright red aura sparked only to disappear. Slowly, her head began inching higher and higher. When they’d entered the store, she had only been about one and a half times Trixie’s size with her head reaching the second highest shelf. Now her mane and horn both crested the store aisle they were standing in. “C’mon,” she finally had had enough and reached out with her magic. She took hold of the much smaller pony and began dragging her to the counter, “I’ll buy them both for you.”
Trixie cheerfully opened both bags and took out some of each, popping them into her mouth. “Wow, thanks Starlig-by Celestia! You’re huge.” Trixie was looking up at her friends large flank almost as wide as the aisle itself. It hadn’t grown proportionally either. It was evident that Starlight’s butt had inflated into a much fuller, thicker size as had her hips and thighs. Her udders hung lower and had swollen thickly between her legs. It was then Trixie could swear she saw a strange red aura surrounding her friend. It disappeared quickly, only for her to watch in astonishment as Starlight’s butt rose higher in the air above her. Her flanks were expanding and the furry cutie marks were both now brushing the aisle shelves on either side of her as she walked.
“I guess I could lose a few pounds,” Starlight grumbled as she kept walking. Her hip checked one of the store shelves. It shuddered at the impact, but stayed in place. It must have been welded to the floor.
The two lined up to check out. Starlight was drawing odd glances, but in Equestria, a land of magic, far stranger things happened all the time. If someone wanted to stay out of something, the cardinal rule was to pretend nothing was wrong. Still, that didn’t explain Starlight’s lack of reaction to what was happening to her. Trixie decided to try again.
“Starlight, you’ve got it wrong. I mean, you’re gigantic!” Trixie was reaching up and desperately tapping her friend’s thigh. Starlight wasn’t growing proportionally. Her rump had thickened significantly. Her thighs had thickened with muscle and fat.
“Okay, now you’re just being mean, Trixie. Stop it.” Even as Trixie opened her mouth to try again, Starlight’s horn flashed and Trixie’s mouth was magically held shut. “Just…let’s get through this line and back outside to Anon, okay Trix?”
“Finally! What took you guys so….” Anon broke off as he saw Starlight emerge from the door frame. Or at least trying too. She was stuck in the frame. Her expanded rump too wide and thick was not going to fit. “Uff.” Frustrated she growled and her body again became encased in that red aura. Then Anon watched as the aura flickered and vanished only for the now enormous pony to pulse larger in front of him. As her body expanded, cracks started to spread out from the door frame. The frame groaned against Starlight’s growing body before….
*Crrrackkkk*
Anon put his arms up as pieces of wood and plaster flew out and with a relieved grunt Starlight pulled out of the store.
Starlight rose up and looked behind her at the ruined entry. “They really need to work on this door.” She shook herself to get rid of the debris from her mane, tail and fur. “Anyway,” she turned to face Anon,”sorry it took so long.” She threw a dirty look back at the confused Trixie who was staring in bewildered at the broken frame.“Somepony couldn’t decide on snacks.” Anon was shellshocked. Starlight had grown to the point she was now looking him in the eyes!
“Are you…okay?” He hesitantly reached up and put his hand under Starlight’s muzzle. Starlight blushed at this and neighed with delight. “Ah, that’s sweet of you.” She leaned forward into Anon. This act caused him to stumble from her now not insubstantial mass. She whispered in his ear, her fur tickling his cheek. “It’s okay. The spell is working. No red aura, see!” She tittered and pulled back. “Anyway, let’s get moving. We don’t want to be late.” Starlight started trotting down the street, oblivious to everypony swerving wide to avoid her.
Anon fell back and leaned over to whisper to Trixie. “What the hay happened to her?” Trixie had taken out her cookies and popped one into her mouth. She spoke around crumbs, “Hmph, Trixie doesn’t know. One minute, we were shopping, then the next Starlight seemed upset over something. Then she just grew.” Trixie loudly swallowed the cookie and popped another one in before adding. “Strange, right?”
Anon was speechless. Hopeless. Both of these girls were utterly hopeless. Straightening up, he determined to focus on head pats and cuddle time with Fluttershy. If he had that, he could handle these loony ponies.
The trio reached the school without major incident.
“Oh thank heavens you ma…oh my you’re big!” Miss Cheerilee broke off as she looked up at the towering Starlight Glimmer. Starlight blinked for a moment than leaned forward. “Yeah, I know Anon’s kindof strange, but,” she put her hoof up to her muzzle and whispered, “it’s really not nice to point something out like that.” The smaller pony was frazzled by this. Was this mare not aware she was enormous? She then noticed the human standing to Starlight’s side. Anon was making a cutting motion with his hand at his neck. Cheerilee understood. Whatever was happening, best to ignore it. “Of course.” She winked at Starlight who giggled and winked back. She trotted around the smaller mare.
"So who’s ready for a…tea party?” Starlight trailed off as she noticed the foals where all crying and sniffing. “It’s okay,” she stumbled out as she moved to stand over the table. Seeing this giant mare the foals squeaked and one fell out of her chair. “It’s okay. Look! We brought the cookies!” Starlight held up what in her hoof was a laughably small bag and gave a big, fake grin.
“That’s not it,”Cheerilee came up to her and put her hoof on Starlight’s big leg. “The clownpony had to cancel. The kids were really looking forward to his performance.” Starlight’s ears drooped. Then she had an idea. Without thinking, she stepped over Cheerilee and trotted over to Trixie. “Trix, you hear that?” She looked down at her best friend who was eyeing her suspiciously. “Yeah,” Trixie took out the last cookie from her box popped it into her mouth. “Soooo, they need someone to entertain the foals. You have your magic act.” Starlight waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Trixie choked on her cookie. *Cough* "What? Starlight, Trixie’s shows are not half baked. She plans them to the last detail.” She raised a hoof to wipe away the cookie crumbs on her mouth. “Besides, Trixie doesn’t have any of her stuff. Sorry, nothing I can do.” Starlight felt as if her head was going to explode. Why? Why did Trixie have to make everything soooo difficult?
During the friends exchange, Anon had moved to comfort Cheerilee who was having a bit of trouble with nearly being crushed by a thoughtless giant mare. Giving her a headpat was nothing like Flutters, but it wasn’t terrible. Had he not been distracted and instead been paying attention he would have seen the ominous red glow coming from Starlight.
"S-Sure Trix, i under-understand.” Starlight’s right eye was twitching as she bottled up her rage.
“Glad you agree. Really, that clown pony must be very inconsiderate.”
At Trixie’s thick headedness Starlight’s rage boiled all the hotter. Her body began to expand rapidly in spurts. It would shudder and grow. Shudder, grow. Trixie watched in horror as her friend rapidly stretched into the air above her. Starlight’s udders plumped and extended further as her flank and legs pumped up with fat and muscle. Her mane lengthened and her horn extended into the air. In Trixie’s mind, she began to think. Was Starlight growing when someone upset her?
“Uh…on second thought, Trixie believes she can do something after all. Yay?”
Starlight’s body shuddered and grew one more time before finally stopping.
“Oh Trixie,” She exclaimed loudly. Without warning, Starlight picked up the tiny mare and brought her to her face. Trixie’s body fit perfectly on Starlight’s enormous hoof. “Thank you, I knew you’d help!” She nuzzled her friends whole body with her enormous muzzle. Trixie staggered, but just forced a smile and tried not to let her terror show.
However, this brief respite was not to last. “Hey, that mare’s just grew!” One of the foals was pointing at Starlight!
Anon turned at the exclamation, dreading what he'd see. He wasn't disappointed. Starlight was enormous, towering over the school house, the foals, their table, him, and Cheerilee. He numbly moved to the pillar of Starlight’s leg. Their sizes from early in the morning had completely reversed!
"Huh?" Starlight, meanwhile was thoroughly confused by the foal's words. She closed her eyes and rocked her head back and forth. What was the foal talking about? Growth? That was...
She lowered Trixie down to the grass and massaged her head with her hooves. Why did everything seem so off???
"Uhm...Hey! Brats!" Trixie didn’t understand what was going on. But she sensed Starlight was in a delicate point and it was best not to point out the obvious. She took off her hat and standing on her hind hooves she waved it in front of her dramatically. "Watch," she continued as the foals refocused on her. "As the Great, the Powerful, the Amazing Trixie will now...er....pull a tea cup from her hat!" The foals ooo'ed and watched her raptly. Now she just had to pull off that teleportation magic Starlight taught her!
Behind her, Anon was stroking Starlight's fur above her hoof and trying to keep her calm. He was failing. She was shivering as the part of the spell that had made her unable to tell something was wrong started to unwind. "I'm not big, the world's small?"
"Nothing up my sleeves, nothing in my hat." Trixie showed her empty hat and empty sleeves to the foals. "Butttt wait? Hocus Pocus annnnndddddd....Ta da?" She hopefully reached into her hat to pull out what she hoped was a tea cup. Instead, in her hoof was a spoon. Despite her clear error, the foals were pleased. They giggled and clapped. Trixie smiled. She was still the greatest.
Behind her, Starlight was doing less well. "Look at Trixie. I'm over here, clearly having problems and she….” Starlight’s eyes flared red, “…doesn’t even notice the trouble I'm going through!” Her whole body burst with red aura. It seeped onto the school lawn and around everyone.
Anon backed away. "Cheerliee, grab the foals and get as far away as you can!" He shouted then turned and ran over to Trixie. Bending over he picked her up. "Ooof, hey!" Anon wasn't even listening to her protests. He had a sinking suspicion that things were going to get really bad.
Starlight was rapidly growing, her body digging up dirt and grass into the air as she around her.
***RRRRRUUUUUMMMBBBLLLLLEEE*
“WHY ARE YOU SO SELF ABSORBED!” Starlight screamed as she threw her fore legs into the hair wildly. Anon and the ponies winced as her now resonant voice made their bones rattle. The windows on the school house shattered. Behind them, the giant mare was a fearsome sight. Her fur and mane were standing on end as the red glow surrounding her sparked wildly.
Then, it was over. The aura disappeared. She had released all the pent up negative emotions that had been making her grow. She sighed in relief. “Whew! That feels soooo much….better?” She trailed off. Something was wrong here. Why was everything so small? “Anon? Trixie?” Starlight started hyperventilating.
Anon groaned. Trixie looked up at him from her position on his forearm. “What’s wrong? Starlight’s back to her senses, that’s a good thing.” Anon gave her a miserable look. As if on cue, Starlight, completely overwhelmed from realizing she was gigantic, fainted. Her unconscious body wobbled a little then fell forward. Her massive bulk crushed the foals’ tea table, snacks, and adding insult to injury Starlight took out the school house too. Starlight’s thoroughly thickened rump jiggled after her fall.
Finally breaking himself away from the spectacle, Anon braced himself for the foals reaction. A small one with braces spoke up. “Hey girls, does this mean no school?” They blinked for a moment then broke out into cheers.
“Wow. You know, you should really think about what Starlight said Anon,” Trixie had opened her cracker box and put one into her mouth. “If you didn’t make her so mad this wouldn’t have happened.” For a moment, a small moment, Anon just looked at her. Then bending over he started pinching and pulling on her fur, mane, and snout. “Wh-at? Hey. Cut it out. Was it something Trixie said?”
“I can’t believe I’m an adult and I still don’t have my cutie mark!” Applebloom stomped her right hoof petulantly. Her sister Applejack comforted her. “Ah sugar cube, It’ll happen when it’s meant to happen.” She embraced her little sister and looked over at her brother. “Yep.” He gave a big, fake smile and a thumbs up. The small mare simply sighed. They didn’t get it. How could they not understand it? “But what if it doesn’t?” She thought.
Applejack and Big Macontsoh handed Applebloom the farm produce for delivery and sent her on her way. She went around town, dejectedly watching as other ponies celebrated in the purpose their cutie marks gave them. “Hey,” called out a voice from her left. “Oh, hi Sweetie, Scoots.” Her two friends approached her. It was awkward to see them. Both had developed with the appearance of their Cutie Marks. Even Scoots was a taller and curvier than her now!
They chatted for awhile, bemoaning having fallen out of touch with each other. “We have got to hang out more!” Scoots urged. “Absolutely,” Sweetie agreed while coming close. It was humiliating to have Sweetie’s plush figure so close to her own. “Yeah.” She agreed. Deciding they’d meet again in a week at the Sweet Shop, the three went their separate ways.
Tired and depressed, Applebloom arrived at her last stop. Zecora’s cottage. It wasn’t fair! She was an adult and still her flank was blank What if she never got her mark? What she be as old as Granny Smith, still a Cutie Markless loser?
She knocked on the cottage door. “Hello, is anyone home?” In response, a decidedly male voice replied, “Coming.” Anon stuck out his head and looked ahead. “Who is,” his gaze dropped and he saw her “…oh hey there….Applebloom?” She gave him an affirmative nod that he’d got her name right. He gave her a kind smile and welcomed her in. “What are you doing here Anon?” Why was he in Zecora’s home?
“Oh, I needed a job and a place to stay.” He was moving through the cluttered mess and stood before a table covered in bottles. “I was staying with Fluttershy, but,” he blushed. Applebloom’s eyes widened. So it was true? She’d heard that he liked the pegasus since he’d appeared. He was strange, but not in unpleasant way. She’d never gotten the attention of a colt growing up and now stallions weren’t paying her any mind. What’s more, he was paying attention to her unlike everyone else. “Yeah, so Flutters and Twi got Miss Zecora to hire me to sort her filthy cottage.” His nose wrinkled. Applebloom tilted her head. “Should you be calling your employer’s home filthy?” Anon shrugged. “Honestly, Zecora’s tough to deal with as it is. Imagine being this messy. So absent minded. That’s not even mentioning the ethically grey stuff here.” She was curious. “What ethically grey stuff?
“Oh, take this crap.” Anon held up a jar with yellow green goo inside. “Cutie Pox. Stuff’s highly infectious and she was using it as a door stop.” Applebloom’s ears perked up and her tail swished. “Cutie Pox ya say?” Anon tilted his head. “Oh yeah, it’s mostly been eradicated. Which I suppose is why she’s studying it. Still, Cutie Pox is an old disease that causes ponies to have develop a second pair of cutie marks. Which, given the highly magical properties of Cutie Marks can cause all kinds of problems with the new marks interfering with the ones the pony already has.”
“Ya don’t say huh…”. Applebloom was attempting to play it cool and failing. “Say, if ya didn’t have a Cutie Mark then there wouldn’t be a problem though, right?” Anon gave her a sour look. “Not happening squirt.” The small mare neighed. “C’mon, why won’t you consider it. I’m desperate!” She clung to his arm and oozed all her feminine charm. “Ppppllllleeeaassssee?” Anon looked down at the bottle of Cutie Box again. He was conflicted. Not having Cutie Marks at Applebloom’s age was a big deal. She wasn’t wrong, was she? Sensing his indecision, AB decided to reel him in.
“I could tell Fluttershy how awesome you are.” That got his attention. “I don’t know. Would that really…?” He shook his head. He needed to stop being a pushover. He had a responsibility. She could get hurt if he infected her with this thing. “No. It could still be danger…” *KRAAAKOOM*
Applebloom jumped at the sound. Anon took her into his arms. It felt nice and for a moment she forgot all about Cutie Marks and Poxes. “I told Zecora to replace that shelf. Look, I gotta go deal with that or she’ll yell at me. Leave the groceries and head home.” Anon left and Applebloom was suddenly standing there with the bottle of Cutie Pox right in front of her!
The next day
“What in tarnation!” Applejack blew down the stairs having wrapped herself in a towel. She’d awoken in her bed. Her clothing dropped on her body laughably oversized If this was another Poison Joke prank by Rainbow she’d….
Her thought’s were interrupted as she ran into her brother. “Youch, watch’n’where your going Big Ma-what the hay happened to you!” Her brother looked tiny. He was wearing some night pants that looked like a pair their little cousin had left behind the last time he was visiting. “I dunno. I woke up like this. But that’s not the strangest thing.” He started to peel down the waist band of the pants. Applejack threw her hands up to her face. “Big Macintosh. What are ya thinkin’.” At the same time, he had turned and exposed his flank to her. His blank flank. “Mah Cutie Marks done disappeared AJ.” She lowered her hands. By Celestia, they had disappeared too! “Mine did too!” Before they could continue, a loud squeal sounded from upstairs. “Applebloom!” The said at the same time
They rushed up to Applebloom’s room.
There was their little sister. Except nothing about her could be described as little. Applebloom was dressed in tatters, her legs extending far off of her bed. Seeing them enter, she rose unsteadily to her feet. “Big Mac. *Sniffle* Sis. What’s happening to me!” It was then that Applejack saw her sister had both her and Big Mac’s cutie marks. Crossing her arms, Applejack gave her sister a severe look. “We clearly need to talk.”
At Twilight’s place
“Buhuhu”. Applejack glanced back at her crying hulk of a sister as Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, and Zecora examined her. “So you see, she infected herself with this Cutie Pox” Behind her the big mare quieted somewhat and nodded. *Sniff* “Well, I’ve never even seen Cutie Pox, but good thing Princess Celestia was visiting!” Twilight looked over at her mentor. “Yes.” Celestia turned to look at Zecora. “Why did you have such a thing.” The zebra shuffled. “I had merely, you see, purchased it from a traveler for a fee. I planned to destroy, but unfortunately, You Applebloom got there first, as you can see.”
Celestia frowned, then moved over to put a comforting hand on Applebloom’s shoulder. It was awkward for Applejack to look up at anyone, much less these two enormous women. “Fortunately, from what I understand conventional Cutie Pox is harmless. By now, young Applebloom should no longer be contagious and things should completely reverse in a day or two.” Twilight raised a hand, causing Applejack to roll her eyes and Celestia to giggle. “This isn’t school Twilight, you don’t have to raise your hand to speak.” Twilight blushed but pushed forward. “Uh, yes. You said ‘conventional’ Cutie Pox?” Celestia nodded. “Oh my yes. There was more ancient, virulent strain that wouldn’t just go away on its own. Fortunately my mentor wiped it out sometime ago.” Behind them Zecora coughed awkwardly.
Applejack rubbed her sister’s lower back, “See sugar cube, it’s going to be fine.” Applebloom had stopped crying and bent down to envelop her much smaller sister in a big hug. Applejack found her face pressed awkwardly into her little sister’s chest as her hooves kicked in the air. “
The next day
“Comin’. Imma Comin’.” Applejack opened the door and her jaw dropped. She began to bow, “Princess Celestia! Your majesty I’m hono-.” She stopped and took a second look at her sovereign. The woman before her was roughly her height. She still wore the crown and jewels. But her hair had shortened and no longer sparkled. Her horn, tail, and wings were all missing! It took her a moment, then AJ had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Behind them the whole house shook. “Sis-ter!” Applebloom’s voice sounded off, deeper and more melodious. Dreading turning around, she slowly shifted. Applebloom had grown again. All over her body were Cutie Marks. On her belly button was Zecora’s mark, on her chest was the sun mark of Princess Celestia. She did not see Twilight’s, but it was likely covered by the too small clothes Rarity had provided them the other day.
“P-Princess Celestia,” Bloom attempted to bow before realizing it made little difference. She towered over the ruler of Equestria even then. “I, pun-please help me. I’m not a bad pony. I swear!” Applejack noticed that her sister had changed physically even more. A massive horn extended from her forehead and was scrapping the ceiling. Wings rose from her back and her tail had fluffed out. Speaking of, her mane had changed to resemble that of Zecora! “Of course you aren’t sugar cube.” Applejack comforted her before turning to look expectantly at Celestia. “Y-yes. I don’t understand. This must be the more virulent strain of Cutie Pox. But how on earth would Zecora have not known that!”
“Yeah, boss ladies likes to collect that kindof stuff.” Anon spoke up from across the room by the stair case. “I’m partially at fault for all of this because I turned my back on a certain mare.” He gave the giant a look. “That’s fine and well Anon, but what the hay are you doin’ here and comin’ down the stairs no less?” Applejack was clearly suspicious. “Well…”
The night before
“Oh no!” Applebloom awoke in a sweat. She had been using Big Mac’s bed, which was specially reinforced for him. But it seemed she had grown again! Her hooves extended over the bed’s edge. Thudding across the room, she stood in front of the mirror and groaned. “It seems that I have grown again, this problem I must amend?” She stopped. “Why am I talking so, this can not be, no!” She shook her head furiously. She tried again. “No more rhyming?” It worked. What the hay? She looked at Zecora’s cutie mark on her belly. “Is it because I have her Cutie Mark?” She had felt strange all yesterday. She’d felt oddly competitive when they’d run into Rainbow Dash. Then, the clothes she’d requested from Rarity had been just like Applejack’s. She ran her fingers over her belly and the new mark. She felt so warm and strange. The sensation of her fingers on her furry belly made her moan. Her fingers ranged south to in-between her big, muscled thighs. She plunged the fingers into the hot, sticky spot there “Hmmm. It’s not enough?” She needed more. She needed a stud. She withdrew her fingers and thought back to Anon hugging her. The new horn on her head flashed and suddenly he was there! “Oh my, I…how?” She panicked for a moment, then realized that she’d also absorbed two unicorns Cutie Marks and likely some magical knowledge. “Where am I…AB?” Anon looked up at her. Before he could say anything else, the giant mare came over to him and got down on her knees. She put her hand over his mouth while holding him to her with her other arm.
“Shhhhh, I don’t know, I just….thought of you and you appeared. Please be quiet or I’ll get in trouble.” She held him till he calmed down and stopped struggling. Holding him like this was different, but still felt…nice. She removed her hand from his mouth but continued to hold him close to her. “O-okay. I promise I won’t bolt or anything. Could you, uhm, let me go?” He looked up at her expectantly. Applebloom’s eye lids lowered and here ears drooped. “I could….but don’t you like where you are? Pressed up against me?” She put her free hand hand behind his head and toyed with his hair.
“Squirt, you need to stop that.” He tried to squirm again, but it was useless. “You aren’t yourself.” She growled. “Squirt, huh?” She straightened and leaned back throwing out her chest. She then pulled him head first into her enormous cleavage. “Do these feel like the tits of a squirt to you, Anon?” His hands raised and he was pushing against her. She giggled. “No, no. Like you could fight me. Ooh, look. Each one of these boobs is bigger than your head. I’m a big mare now, yes. I’m the big mare and I…get…what…I…want.” She slapped his butt playfully with each word then let him pop up for air.
“Okay. I didn’t want to use this.” He said. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a bottle. He uncorked it and blew the contents into Applebloom’s face. “Wha…sleeepy.” She released him and stood up. She staggered a little shaking the room, then slumped onto the ground snoring.
Back to the present.
“So yeah, sometimes Zecora is hard to deal with and I’ll use this stuff to knock her out.” Celestia gasped. “That’s horrible.” Anon glowered at her. “When’s the last time you worked for a crazy Zebra your highness. Anyhow, after that I figured I was stuck since I didn’t want Granny Smith mistaking me for a robber.” Applejack and Applebloom both nodded. Granny had a shotgun and didn’t ask questions.
“So, what do we do?” AJ asked. “Well, I’ve organized Zecora’s notes. To cure this version of the Cutie Pox, the squirt’s gotta be honest about her feelings. Otherwise she won’t let go of the Marks she’s absorbed” Applebloom shook her head. “I ahm bein’ honest.” Anon gave her a smirk. “Are you? Isn’t there a part of you, a tiny part, that likes being big? That loves the attention and having Cutie Marks?”
Applejack looked at her sister. “Is this true?” Applebloom started to sweat. “I-I-um,” she broke, “It is. Everyone just tells me it’ll all work out. But what if it doesn’t? I guess, everyone looking up to me, seeing me as a big pony. It feels nice.” A bright light shone out and then disappeared.
“We didn’t change?” AJ said looking up at Anon. He patted her on the head. “It’ll happen slowly over the next week from what Zecora’s research notes say. Well, I think we’re square now.” He made it to the door when Celestia called out, “I’m going to be sending the royal guard to inventory that cottage Anon.” His shoulders slumped. “Crabapples.
One Week Later.
Applebloom was getting ready to leave to deliver produce. Her Cutie Marks had all vanished. Applejack and Big Mac were back to their normal sizes with their own Cutie Marks were they were supposed to be.
The same could not be said for the youngest Apple. Applebloom had only shrunken to around 8 feet tall and though her wings and horn had disappeared she still had trouble getting her mane back to normal. “Now I know yer nervous and all as it’s your first time out since ya got the Cutie Pox, but It’s going to be okay,” AJ gave her now bigger sister a firm hug. AB blushed. “Apple-Jack!” Big Mac snickered. “You know that makes her uncomfortable sis.” AJ gave him a scowl. “I’ll hug her as much as I want. She’ll always be muh little Applebloom.” With a put upon sigh, she picked up the large box of produce and ducked out the door.
She walked through town ignoring the painful stares of the town ponies. Everyone knew what had happened and she was thoroughly embarrassed. She slowed down as she saw Anon holding a pan on the side of the road. “What’re ya doin’ Anon?” She asked the human. He looked up at her glumly. “Well, Celestia raided the cottage and Zecora blamed me for the whole thing and being a narc. So now I’m homeless.” He shrugged. “I’ll bounce back. For Fluttershy.” Applebloom felt oddly jealous at that. “Ya know, we gots room in the barn and I’m sure Applejack’d hire ya to help with the harvest.” Anon promised her he’d consider it.
Satisfied and feeling she’d made some amends and maybe more, Applebloom continued her deliveries until she saw Scoot-a-Loo and Sweetie Bell. “Wow, you’re like, huge!” Scoots cried as Sweetie placed a palm on Applebloom’s defined six-pack. “So hard.” She murmured with awe.
“Uh, girls, Ya’ll’re embarressin’ me.” She stepped back. “Listen, AB, it’s okay. We don’t care if you have Cutie Marks” Scoots turned to face Sweetie. “Right?” Sweetie nodded. “Sure. But it’s okay because we’re going to work to find your special talent together. As friends.” Applebloom teared up. “You guys.” The giant mare pulled her friends into a hug.
Author's Note
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