“Yes, I would like to try hard mode,” Twilight enunciated carefully, to make sure Sunset’s strangely robotic mind would be able to pick up on it.

Sunset waved her hands, and out of the shower of golden sparkles emerged... No, it couldn’t be! Why did Sunset have to go and make this weird?

“This lovely lady is Twilight Sparkle. A truly magical girl who’s always happiest when she’s with her friends. Her likes are books, engineering, and sucking up to the authority figures in her life.”

“Hey!” Twilight shouted ... only for it to go completely unheeded. Was the real Sunset in there? Had she added that bit as a jab?

Sunset ignored her outburst, continuing without pause: “Her dislikes are noisy parties, unanswered questions, and quesadillas.” She waved her hands again, producing the larger shower of sparkles that Twilight was coming to expect. Thankfully, there seemed to be only one of each this time. “This handsome man,” Sunset said, “is Flash Sentry, the dreamboat lead guitar player of his own band.”

Twilight’s jaw dropped. And, despite his horse-like appearance, she felt her cheeks beginning to heat up. Flash? Oh goodness... The idea of seeing him do the sorts of things she’d just watched all the other stallions do. How could she stand and watch that? She was going to have to concentrate intensively just to keep her focus and keep her cool. And then to think of watching him do it all to a girl who looked just like herself... She gulped. Oh dear. This was going to be intense, wasn’t it?

“His likes are guitars, leather jackets, and smoothies. His dislikes are bullies, clowns, and studying.”

Twilight stared at him. How could he dislike studying? Were these likes and dislikes real, or were they just part of what had gone wrong with this world? But everyone likes studying ... right?

“This romance-o-meter measures how seduced Twilight is. Use your dialog options and gifts to get it all the way full.”

By this point, Twilight knew the drill. And since the girl being seduced was basically herself, she knew this should be an easy one, despite the name. Immediately, one of the dialog options stood out to her, one that always made her swoon: We’ve got to stop running into each other like this. She pointed at it.

As expected, Flash Sentry whinnied.

Not as expected, the other Twilight’s green bar went down. All the way red now. “Yeah, no kidding,” that Twilight said.

Hm... Hard mode indeed! Why hadn’t that worked? Twilight herself loved it when Flash said stuff like that. So why didn’t this other Twilight like it? Well, there was nothing for it but to move on. This time, she considered the dialog options carefully: Is there an airport nearby or is it my heart taking off? or I just learned a new song for my guitar. or So you’re like some kind of nerd, right? The choice was obvious enough. She pointed at the first one.

The other Twilight rolled her eyes. “What, did you find that on some dumb internet list of pick-up lines? Not impressed.” The bar above her head did not improve. Still solid red.

Ponyfeathers! Why did this have to get so difficult all the sudden? ‘Hard mode’ indeed! Okay ... no problem. Just try again, right?

Do you think I could take you out to a movie sometime? or Sure is nice out today, isn’t it? or Ugh, why am I even bothering with somebody like you? The choice should have been simple, but Twilight deliberated carefully. Maybe she was making Flash come on too strong? Maybe this other Twilight didn’t feel quite so attracted to him, so she’d need a gentler nudge... This time, she pointed to the second phrase. Come on – third time’s the charm.

Flash nickered.

And the other Twilight’s bar still didn’t go up. She shook her head. “Why would I even bother with some generic dude-bro with a guitar? Talking about the weather? Could you be any more boring?” Flinging her hands up, she turned away. “I’m done. Bye.” And then she simply walked away.

Twilight stared as her other self walked firmly down the street away from the stallion she was supposed to be paired with. What was going on? Had she ... lost? She stared, not quite believing it, all the way until the other Twilight turned the corner and left her sight entirely.

She turned toward Sunset. “So, um, what now?”

Sunset didn’t respond, staring blankly.

“Um, hello? Did I lose? Is she going to come back? What do I do now? Can I restart hard mode somehow?”

Still nothing. No response from Sunset.

Well, okay then. It was looking like Twilight was on her own for this one. Would she be stuck here forever in this mockery of a game that couldn’t even be won anymore? If ‘hard mode’ was even winnable at all. It seemed like no matter what dialog she chose, the other Twilight still hated it. And that bar never, ever went up. It was still all red.

Wait, it was still there? She had to look again just to make sure.

Yes, there it was. Still hanging in the air above where the other Twilight had been standing. She might be gone, but the bar was still there. Could that be useful somehow?

What if...?

Well, she and the other Twilight were basically the same person, right? Would this game recognize her in the other Twilight’s place? Maybe it was worth a try...

Without even really thinking about the implications, she walked over and stood below the progress bar. Strangely, it seemed to turn, always facing her so that she could read it, even when she was directly underneath the thing. She could also still see Flash’s dialog options.

Time to try it...

She pointed at another one: Wow, you look amazing today. Did you do something new with your hair? It seemed appropriate enough, given how she had a different hairstyle than the other Twilight.

Flash neighed. And Twilight still didn’t understand it. Somehow, she’d thought that standing in the other Twilight’s place would somehow make her understand it how the other Twilight seemed to understand it. But whatever. She already knew what he was saying, since she’d selected it herself.

Now for the tough part. “Aw, thank you,” she said, trying to put as much feeling as she could into it. She wasn’t sure if this thing took feelings into account or if it was just the words. “I have done it up differently!”

Hm... The bar still didn’t move. This wasn’t going to work, was it?

Oh! But wait! Cadance, Celestia, Luna – they’d all taken clothes off when their stallion said the right thing. Would that work?

Twilight hesitated only slightly before unbuttoning her blouse. Of course she knew nudity was taboo in this world, especially public nudity, but she hadn’t been raised in that kind of culture, so she didn’t mind taking off her clothes. Not if it meant being able to get back home and fix this world. Once she’d gotten the blouse unbuttoned all the way to the bottom, she shrugged it off, dropping it to the ground.

And the progress bar went up! Yes!

Now that she knew what to do, the rest was a breeze. One by one she pointed at dialog options, gushed about how much she liked what he ‘said’, and discarded articles of clothing. Her bra first, baring her human breasts, so much bigger and fuller than her pony teats, even though they apparently weren’t all that significant by human standards. Then her skirt. That was when she started to feel a little bare. Even though she’d grown up with ponies who thought nothing of complete nudity, she had spent some time here, and she had to admit that standing out here in the open in only her plain white panties made her feel a little self-conscious.

She really wasn’t used to being so exposed in her human form. Especially not in front of others like Sunset Shimmer or Flash Sentry. Strangely, Flash being in horse form made it easier. It was more like a pony, and it didn’t feel weird for her to be nude in front of a pony, not even one she felt strongly about like Flash. Being mostly naked in front of Sunset, though... That was really making her blush. Sunset Shimmer had seen her pony form, of course, but she’d never seen Twilight’s human form naked ... and somehow, it really felt like she shouldn’t.

But Twilight hadn’t come this far to give up now, and certainly not just because of some silly human nudity taboo. She bravely pointed at the next dialog option: I’ve always loved the sound of your laugh. It makes me so happy inside. And when Flash whickered, she didn’t hesitate to give him a pleasant little laugh to match what he’d said ... and to pull her panties all the way down her legs, leaving herself completely bare for everyone to see.

It felt ... good, actually. Scary, but good. Kind of freeing. It felt nice to be free of these human clothes and feel the cool air against her feminine bits again. Especially since she’d gotten a little heated down there from the idea of stripping in front of Flash Sentry. To complete the look, she even kicked off her human shoes and socks.

Better yet, her progress bar turned all the way green, then vanished.

“Yes!” she shouted. “I did it!”

“Victory is indicated by insemination,” Sunset corrected her matter-of-factly.

Oh, right. The next part. It had always been in the back of Twilight’s mind ... but she’d been so worried about getting her progress bar up that she hadn’t really been putting much thought into it. Now, though ... now she looked up up up at Flash and gulped.

There he was, surrounded by the now-familiar icons and progress bar, currently totally red. And it was him. And he was looking at her, completely naked. And they were about to have sex. To completion.

Would this ‘insemination’ result in a pregnancy? Could it? She wasn’t in heat when she left Equestria, but from her understanding of human biology, it was much trickier and there was at least a potential for pregnancy at almost any time. Would being in human form make her immune to Flash’s stalliony virility? Or was she still fundamentally a pony on the inside? There were so many factors in play, so many unanswered questions – it was almost enough to send her into a meltdown. Almost. Years ago, it probably would have. But now she was in control of herself enough to save her meltdowns for more important things ... things like being on the verge of having sex with her secret crush.

That was a whole different level of freak-out-worthy phenomena. Just holding hands with Flash Sentry would be enough to make her feel weak in the knees. But this? It still didn’t seem real to her. How could it be real? How could this possibly be happening? But there he was, big horse-like Flash Sentry. And here she was, naked in front of him, with the implication that there was going to be so much more than just him seeing her naked. The pony version of Flash had seen her pony form naked. That was fine, right? But the idea of touching him, kissing him, doing ... other things with him... It was just too much!

But there wasn’t any other way out of this, was there? She had to win the game, didn’t she? She had to ... have sex with Flash Sentry.

The thought sent chills through her ... though a certain spot between her legs felt a flash of heat instead. She’d be lying if she claimed she hadn’t fantasized about it – after all, Celestia told her there was no wrong way to fantasize – but she’d never fantasied about having him this way. As an enormous horse and with her in her human form. Both thrilling and terrifying. Would he think less of her, having sex with him so casually, as part of a game? Was this even the real him? Would he remember this at all, or would he think it was some kind of strange dream or something?

He stared at her with his big horsey, face, obviously anticipating ... something. Did he know what was about to happen?

“Enough over-analyzing,” she said aloud, “just do it!” Do him.

Okay ... but how would this work, exactly? With the others, she’d just pointed at icons and the women did things. Well, why not give that a try? Would this strange magic control her movements?

It turned out ... no. She pointed at the kissy lips icon ... and nothing at all happened. Nothing whatsoever. Well, okay, that was good. At least she was in control of her own actions still.

Now how about actually going through with it? Walking up to Flash was easy enough, but when Twilight paused right in front of him, the rest seemed inordinately difficult. To actually go through with it... To actually cross that invisible line... Stop! She had to avoid over-analyzing it. That might not even be the real Flash Sentry. None of this might be real at all ... so why not have a little fun and enjoy herself? That thought was finally enough to get her to cross the line ... only by pretending that the line wasn’t real. She leaned forward and kissed Flash.

Just a peck at first. A chaste little experiment ... or as chaste as it could be considering that she was naked in her human form. Flash’s horsey lips felt huge against her own ... but soft and supple and not unpleasant. She went in for another.

It startled her when he actually kissed her back. Somehow, she hadn’t expected him to participate. But ... wow, what he could do with his lips! His horse form seemed to have one advantage at least: he could move his lips in all kinds of ways, toying with and teasing hers. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before, not even as a pony. Pony lips sure didn’t move like this! Except maybe Pinkie Pie, and she’d never kissed Pinkie. She let him draw her in more than she’d been planning to, running her hands up the sides of his muzzle and across his broad, velvety-furred cheeks. When she felt a bit of his tongue, she took it as an invitation to give him her own. It felt a little absurd venturing her delicate little tongue into his big mouth, especially when it brushed up against his much larger, much broader one. But when he wrapped his tongue around hers for a moment, embracing her in such an oddly intimate way, all the strangeness melted away.

She pulled away only with difficulty, only after forcing herself too – it helped that she needed to catch her breath. Wow, how had she gotten that into it that quickly? Yeah, she liked Flash ... but that was fast. Was she losing control of herself? Had the game somehow taken control of her?

Or was she just that much of a repressed little slut deep down inside?

Well, she was nothing if not scientific. And this was a testable hypothesis. What if she did the next step without pointing at any of the icons first? Then she’d know that whatever happened wasn’t due to the game taking control of her.

Flash’s progress bar had grown a little greener. So the next step seemed obvious – at least obvious in what her own body wanted!

Quickly, she swung herself around Flash Sentry’s foreleg and positioned herself underneath him. “Breed me, Flash!” she said in a moment of weakened inhibitions. “Put it inside me and let’s win this game!”

Flash nudged forward. Twilight felt something huge, warm, and soft flop against her between her legs ... but it was far from achieving any penetration at all.

When she looked behind herself, it was obvious. His cock had emerged from its sheath, but hung down limply. She hadn’t done enough to turn him on first, had she? For a moment, she wondered if her pony form would be more appealing to this horse version of Flash. But she couldn’t blame it on her weird human body, not really. The other human women hadn’t had any such troubles. Because Twilight had made them all do certain other things first, instead of only listening to the urges of their bodies and trying to get that magnificent big horsecock inside themselves as soon as possible.

It was magnificent, though. Twilight turned around and got down into more of a kneeling position, getting comfortable in front of that huge, hanging cock. Wow ... it was making her mouth water. From down here, most of Flash’s really horse-like features weren’t easy to see. She could imagine him as just a really big pony stallion, or maybe a normal-size pony stallion and she was just smaller than usual. And this view of him ... wow. She’d fantasized about the pony version of Flash plenty of times before, but even when mostly flaccid, this was well beyond her little fantasies. His cock hung down from his sheath in a graceful arch, already thicker than her arm and hanging almost all the way down to his hocks. The shaft of it just looked so meaty and substantial, smooth near the end, then a medial ring that made her lick her lips, and then the veiny, thickening section near the base that she was sure her human form would never be able to fit. And there, behind it all, hung two glorious smooth-skinned balls, looking weighty and full, swelling with cum for her. From here, it was so easy to pretend that he was just a big pony. Really big. With a really nice cock...

She only noticed how she’d been drawing closer to it when she accidentally bumped her weird little human nose against his shaft.

Oh! Was she touching it already? Touching him already?

Flash Sentry had always had this inexplicable ability to send chills through her whole body. The sudden contact with his cock – his glorious cock! – would have made her fur stand on end ... if this weird human body had any fur. Instead, she just got goosebumps and felt a little shiver.

It seemed so natural to simply stick out her tongue and give it a little lick. And then another, and then run her lips along the shaft, and then hold it against herself with her hands so it wouldn’t swing away as she mouthed it more firmly and more passionately. Before she knew it, before she’d even thought about it properly, she was fellating him.

She’d never really thought of herself as the kind of pony – or girl – who’d really be into doing that. She’d prefer that it be placed where it was biologically intended to go and where it would deliver optimal pleasure to both parties involved, thank you very much. Except ... that was in theory. This was in practice. And, as it turned out, experiencing it in practice had its appeals. She kissed his cock as passionately as she’d been kissing his mouth only moments ago, hugging it against herself and exploring all up and down his thick shaft with both hands. Oh, the feel of it! The thick, powerful warmth down deep, covered in the softest, most supple skin on the outside... It was a pleasure just to touch it, to feel the weight of it against her, and she wanted as much of herself touching it as possible.

His tip rubbed ever more firmly between her human breasts as it tried to stiffen and rise, but Twilight was only getting started. She wanted to taste every last inch of him, and she’d barely even gotten up to his medial ring! Soon, though, the pressure became undeniable. She slipped away to one side, letting his cock spring upward and slap against his belly. She didn’t stop, though. She ran her face up and down the side of his shaft, from the flattened tip all the way down to his sheath.

And once at his sheath, a couple certain somethings attracted her attention. Nestled between the powerful muscles and thick veins of his inner thighs, those two beautiful globes hung waiting for her. Without hesitation, she held them toward herself with both hands and buried her face in the cleft between them.

They were so firm and substantial... Twilight had never done this before, of course. She’d seen diagrams in books and snuck glances at pony stallions here and there ... but she’d always expected balls to be kind of ... squishy, sort of like her human breasts. Not so. Each juicy nut filled up one of her hands, and when she gently squeezed, there was hardly any give to them at all. She ran her tongue over the smooth curves of them, taking it all in ... wow.

Of course, she returned to his cock soon – it was just so distracting, bobbing in the air out there. She wanted to kiss every part of it, touch every last little bit of him, feel the strength of his erection against her body inside her body!

Wait.

That snapped her out of it for a moment. She peeked out from underneath his belly. Yes, that progress bar was moving! It was almost halfway green already!

That meant two things: one, apparently she didn’t need to point at the icons in order to make progress in the game – she could just do things with Flash ... two, she should really move on to the next part before his tip started to flare. She’d never get it inside herself if it was already swelling wide at the tip! Actually, come to think of it, this all proved a third thing, too: it wasn’t pointing at the icon that had made her zone out when kissing Flash. She was definitely harboring some slutty feelings deep inside herself, at least for him, and they were coming out hard now that she was finally giving herself a little permission to play.

So ... it was time for the main event. Flash was certainly ready for it. His cock slapped up against the underside of his belly again as if to emphasize that. And she sure seemed ready – she could feel the coolness of a bit of her own juices flowing down her inner thigh. Getting right up against Flash Sentry’s cock had really gotten her going on the inside.

But was she really ready? To have real, actual sex with Flash Sentry? Her knees quivered in place in her pseudo-kneeling position. Oh goodness ... she was really going to do it, wasn’t she? She could still smell Flash’s musk on her hands, like the scent of a pony stallion, but even stronger and more primal. Part of her wanted nothing more than to give herself to Flash Sentry in every way possible. Another part of her was terrified of the idea – it was so easy to fantasize, but what would happen when those fantasies became a reality?

She had to, though. She had to in order to win this game. She had to in order to get home. She had to in order to fix this world and make it the way it should be. She had to because she needed to feel Flash Sentry’s cock inside her.

So ... she’d do it.

The finality of the decision resonated through her. Yes. It was finally going to happen. For real. Or as real as the crazy state of this world could be said to be. Before she could get stuck in a loop of overthinking it, she turned around and raised her rump. Flash’s cock rested against her back, the base of it heavy against the flat of her lower back and the shaft of it filling the slight hollow of her spine. Oh wow. So huge, especially by human standards. How was she going to get it to fit?

And it was a little awkward holding herself up underneath him like this ... though it got a little easier when she held on to each of his forelegs with her hands, using them to brace herself.

She drew forward, getting closer and closer to being in the perfect position.

The drooling tip of his cock slowly slid down her back, leaving a little trail of pre-cum and perhaps a bit of her own leftover spit behind. Should she have tried to slobber on him more? Maybe that would make it slide in better?

Too late! The tip of it dropped down between her ass cheeks. She felt it nudge perfectly into place against her overheated pussy lips. And she was not going to give up this feeling, no matter what came next!

What came next, though, was really an exercise in frustration. The huge flat tip of Flash’s cock just wouldn’t go in. No matter how she squirmed around it, no matter how she pushed, it was just too big. Her pussy lips wouldn’t open around it, they just mashed against it. That felt nice, but it was nothing close to what she knew was coming, what she needed.

Ugh! What was she going to do? She could feel it back there, almost making it in. The heat of it was almost unbearable. And yet it just wouldn’t go!

“Please!” Twilight cried out. “Please, I need it!”

And still nothing happened. Flash stood there implacably, letting her push herself against his tip but doing nothing to help. She was sure if he helped, he could shove that mighty horsecock of his inside her, if only...

The icons!

She whipped her head around to look at the game’s icons so fast it almost wrenched her neck out of place. There! The eggplant and peach icon! She jabbed her finger at it repeatedly, not thinking of the consequences, only of her lustful need.

The consequences were swift. Flash snorted, his huge horsey muscles bunched as his thighs flexed, and he pushed.

Finally, the tightly-stretched entrance of Twilight’s pussy gave in. She screamed as Flash’s hot length suddenly surged into her, instantly filling her to the absolute core. It was a good thing she was already so slick and wet, or he’d probably be tearing her apart from the inside out. Even as it was, she felt as if every last little bit of her from the belly button down was no longer girl-shaped, but cock-shaped, a thin sleeve tightly wrapped around Flash’s thrusting cock.

Was there some part of Flash’s consciousness in that horse body, or did it just look like him? Because something in him listened to her scream and took pity, giving her precious moments to adjust to the new feelings inside herself before he began to slowly move.

It was fortunate that Twilight didn’t have to do anything. She couldn’t do anything. Stars swam in her vision as mingled pain and pleasure flooded her body. She’d never felt quite so much of either, and here was both of them at once! Instinctively, her hands clenched down in vice-like grips against Flash’s forelegs, holding on for dear life, for her sanity. Really, he was being very gentle, only giving her the slightest nudges backward and forward with his cock. And it was still more than enough to overwhelm her. She could feel the girth of his shaft spreading her ass cheeks apart just before where it plunged into her pussy lips, which had been stretched into a tight ring around him. What a feeling! She’d never even imagined being taken like this before. She had never before thought her body could be a vessel for such intense feelings. She could feel every last little contour of Flash’s tip as it gently moved inside her.

And it was wonderful. As she adjusted to the insane pressure, the pain was quickly being overcome with ecstasy. A warm fullness like none other. The strong presence of Flash’s cock gently sliding against absolutely every last little bit of her inner walls all at once. There wasn’t a single bit of her – not the tiniest smidgen – that wasn’t in constant contact with him on the inside. Her mind was full of the feel of him, the smell of him, the taste of him ... her previous exploration of his cock only intensified what she was feeling because she knew exactly how magnificent this massive thing inside her truly was.

As Flash gradually started moving faster, the pleasure only doubled and redoubled. Twilight was no stranger to taking care of her own needs, so she thought she knew what an impending orgasm felt like. The gradually building tension and pressure, the slight fuzziness in her head ... but this time, she never even felt it coming. She was already undergoing more tension and pressure than she’d ever imagined, and her head had been spinning ever since she’d taken a deep breath with her face pressed between Flash’s extravagant equine balls.

So this orgasm took her entirely by surprise. She cried out pitifully as it washed over her with no warning, making her whole body tremble and convulse. Her pussy tried to squeeze down on Flash’s cock, but it was already squeezing as tightly as it could, so it just felt as if his cock was moving even more inside of her as her inner muscles tried to milk the cum out of him. His forelegs were the only solid thing in her whole world, the only pillars she had to hold onto as everything else dissolved into a glowing haze of orgasmic bliss, with his cock the bright center of all of it.

Through it all, he kept gently pushing into her, only serving to prolong the intensity of her pleasure. It was only after long minutes of mind-breaking euphoria that she finally regained full consciousness of her surroundings, rather than only the rhythmic explosions of pleasure inside herself.

Flash was still pushing into her, a little more vigorously now, though – strangely – it didn’t feel as intense as before ... maybe because all those orgasmic contractions had temporarily loosened her up on the inside. And he was taking full advantage of that extra leeway, giving her actual thrusts now. They’d probably count as full-bodied thrusts by a human, but for his huge horse body, it was really still just gentle nudges.

And what about ... what about the progress bar? When Twilight craned her neck to the side, she could just barely peek past him and see it. It was almost entirely green! That meant any moment now he’d probably...

Yes. Oh yes, there it was! She could feel it swelling inside her: Flash Sentry’s flare. Oh how much she’d fantasized about feeling that swell up inside her just like it was now! It was almost enough to send her into another orgasm. The thought that Flash – Flash Sentry! – was about to bless her with the ultimate expression of his affection, about to bathe her insides in his cum. She grinned. Just a big, dumb grin. Twilight was long past any ideas about trying to look calm or in control of the situation or even in control of herself. All that mattered was the enormous flare growing and stretching her from the inside, and the gooey goodness that was soon to come.

Flash couldn’t even thrust inside her properly anymore. The incredible breadth of his flare locked the two of them together so solidly that every push forward just moved Twilight’s whole body.

That didn’t stop him from trying, though. Twilight rocked back and forth, moved by his ever more insistent and careless thrusts. Oh, he wanted it so bad! And she was more than ready to give it to him. “Cum inside me, Flash!” she said, not caring how it sounded. “Give me your foals!”

As if acting on her command, Flash gave one last mighty push forward and held it.

Twilight looked back behind herself, saw his massive balls clenching upward, saw the rhythmic pulse of his shaft ... and then she felt it. The instant wash of gooey warmth deep inside her, the even more intense pressure as her little human womb was filled beyond capacity just from the first thick stream.

More and more came, quickly starting to leak out and spew out behind her, splattering down against the pavement.

If she hadn’t been so utterly exhausted by this point, she probably would have orgasmed all over again. Even as it was, she felt a few twinges as if aftershocks of the previous orgasm ... or maybe it was just her body trying to drink deep from Flash’s seemingly limitless supply of hot soupy cum.

Twilight was an absolute mess by the time he was finished. She could feel the gooey warmth slowly oozing down both of her legs ... and that was before he pulled out of her, releasing the true deluge. When she stepped out from under him, her feet left sticky white footprints.

Just as she was about to reach up and stroke his cheek, kissing him again, though, he vanished in a shower of golden sparkles.

“Congratulations on completing hard mode! Would you like to play again or exit the game?”

Sunset Shimmer didn’t seem to be at all bothered by the sight of Twilight absolutely drenched in her former boyfriend’s cum. If the real Sunset still felt any attachment to her ex, this version of Sunset sure didn’t. It was as if she wasn’t even aware of how Twilight looked.

But the important part was that there was a slight telltale glow around the portal again. ‘Or exit the game,’ Sunset had said. Twilight could go home. She could finally start fixing this ... as soon as she caught her breath.

* * *

As soon as Twilight stepped out of the portal, she knew exactly what was wrong with the human world. Discord sat there, with a game controller somehow plugged into her magical portal device that functioned to keep the link open at all times. Troublingly, all five of her closest friends – thankfully not Spike – sat near him. Had they been watching?

“Bravo! Bravo!” Discord clapped his – for the lack of a better general description – hands. A different sound resulted every time they met. “Quite the performance, don’t you agree, everypony?”

Rarity gulped, blushing intensely. “Yes ... quite.” She winced. “But you’ve still got a little, erm ... something in your fur.”

“It’s called bucket-loads of horse cum,” Rainbow helpfully added.

The others, thankfully, saw fit to be quiet.

Twilight was well aware of the cum still coating her hind legs. The portal hadn’t cleaned it away in the slightest, it seemed. But she had more important problems that needed to be dealt with. “Discord,” she growled menacingly. “If you don’t put that world back exactly the way it’s supposed to be right now, I’m going to turn you into something much worse than stone this time.”

“Ooh, feisty!” Discord said, laughing a little.

“You could say, spunky.” Rainbow joined in on the laughter. “You know, ‘cause she’s covered in spunk!”

Applejack shoved her hoof in Rainbow’s mouth. Twilight gave her a little nod to thank her for that service to Equestria: allowing her to focus on her main problem.

“Now, Discord.”

“Well it looks like somepony didn’t enjoy her friendship lesson.” Discord smirked. “Oh, and would that also include undoing that certain somepony’s impending pregnancy?”

So it had impregnated her... Or at least Discord seemed to think so. A part of her wanted desperately to keep it. At least for a little while. Just to feel that little bit of Flash swelling and growing inside her. But no. Definitely not. She wanted Flash’s foals – she was more sure of that now than ever. But she wanted it with the real Flash. On his terms. With consent. “Yes,” she said with surety. “Including that.”

“As you wish, Princess,” Discord said, raising his lion paw to snap his fingers.

“Wait!” Pinkie shouted. “Do the principals level again, that was hot!”

Twilight buried her face between her hooves. She could think of quite a few ponies – and other creatures – present who could definitely use a friendship lesson or two. “Fix it, Discord!”

“Fine.” Discord snapped his fingers. Nothing much seemed to change, except that the cum coating Twilight’s coat vanished, leaving her fresh and clean. “Though, I should mention that if you ever wanted to have another ‘friendship lesson’ like that it would only take a word and then—”

He blanched as Twilight charged at him, glowing horn first. He was only barely able to vanish into thin air before her spell-enhanced horn could eviscerate him.

She then turned to the others. “As for the rest of you...”

“Eeep!” Fluttershy cringed downward, hiding behind Applejack. “Please don’t hurt us! Discord said it was just a game! He said it wasn’t real!”

Twilight stopped. “Hurt you?” She shook her head. “No... I need your help!”

“Our help?” they all said, more or less in unison. Except for Rainbow Dash, who still had Applejack’s hoof lodged firmly in her mouth.

She nodded. “Please help me set up a date with Flash Sentry! The real one, in the Crystal Empire!”

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