Super Sunset RPG

With a round of diaper changes, Sunset’s party was on the road back to the inn. She’d never been so grateful for dry padding, even though her previous diaper change was a sure contender. She sat against her new fluffy garment, and sighed with relief.

They were riding back, alleviating the griffons of their stolen carriage. It almost seemed cruel to leave the sisters stuck like they were for the trip—especially after Gilly and Gabriella each messed themselves, leaving Gretchen’s face surrounded on all fronts by brown padding—but the karma seemed appropriate. It was especially good enough for Sunset. She’d even felt a smug sense of satisfaction leaving them like that. Another bit of Old Sunset rearing her head. She refused to dwell on it.

Beatrix’s magic proved useful yet again. She was able to animate the wagon’s wheels with her rings. The plastic had morphed and swallowed the wooden wheels, spinning them forward so no one had to pull their ride. They were unperturbed no matter how heavy the carriage became with soon-to-be-returned supplies

The moon rose high in the night sky as their return trip continued. Sunset sat upfront, squished between an overly touchy Sunrise and a drifting-off Flutters. It was the only downside of the return trek so far. For the umpteenth time she had to shrug Flutters’ head from her shoulders and slap away Sunrise’s gooey hand as it stroked her inner thigh.

“Enough!” She finally said to the two of them. She squirmed backwards until she landed among the supplies. “Just watch the road for a moment!”

Sunrise winked, and saluted. “Can do, cutie!”

Flutters’ head flopped, now squelching against the slime girl’s shoulder. She mumbled something sleepily before Sunrise guided her head down, turning her lap into a pillow for Flutters. Sunset shuddered. Better her than me.

She scrambled upright and looked to the back of the carriage. Sitting on the edge to look out at the path behind them was Beatrix. Her knees were curled up to her chest and she hugged her staff as it leaned against her. She’d rejected riding up front the instant Sunrise had called shotgun.

Sunset’s lips pinched together as she regarded her party member. Money—or at least the promise of it—wasn’t going to make Beatrix come around to her new teammate. At the very least Sunset needed to make sure their merry little band was going to stay merry, at least for long enough to defeat the final boss. She stepped around all the recovered supplies and the still squirming, groaning griffons. The smell had her wrinkling her nose, but she ignored them otherwise. She joined Beatrix at the carriage’s end, hanging her legs off the edge.

“Hey…” Sunset began. And… that was it. She didn’t know what to say, to make Beatrix okay with this. Awkward silence descended, and she drummed her palms against her knees as she racked her brain.

Beatrix hadn’t looked her way yet, but she finally spoke. “It’s not going to work.”

“…What isn’t?” Sunset asked.

Now a look. A glare. “Trusting a monster.”

“C’mon.” Sunset tried to jostle her out of her funk with a playful nudge. “Sunrise? She’s harmless.” Aside from the constant sexual assault. Now that she was thinking about it, it probably wasn’t safe to leave a near defenseless Flutters up there with her.

“Monsters are the scum of the Earth,” Beatrix said, bitterness behind it. “They’ll follow whatever hedonistic, sadistic desire pops into their heads. And they don’t care who they hurt in the process.”

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience.”

Beatrix turned away. Sunset winced. She knew right away she’d just touched a raw nerve. She almost put a hand on Beatrix’s shoulder, but pulled it back. This felt like a potential minefield; she had to tread carefully, or risk losing her party member.

“I told you I wasn’t from Diaperia originally,” Beatrix mumbled.

“Yeah… I remember.” Beatrix had guarded her backstory before. Sunset must’ve unlocked some unique dialogue. She listened patiently.

“A few years ago, I was kidnapped by a pack of Diamond Dog-girls.” Her grip on her staff tightened. “They were going to sell me, but… on the way we got close to Diaperia’s border. I managed to get away, and I knew they wouldn’t think it was worth it to chase after me if it meant getting cursed… so I ran in, even though…” her body tightened. Her diaper shifted and crinkled, filling in what was left unsaid.

With a shaky inhale, Beatrix continued. “I tried to go back to my village after that, but… I was a laughingstock! You have no idea what it’s like being the only person stuck in diapers…”

Sunset cringed. She’d gotten a taste of that before being sucked into the game world, actually. It certainly hadn’t been pleasant, and that was without anyone discovering her padding.

“S-So I had no choice but to come back to Diaperia for good,” Beatrix sniffled. “A-And now you’re telling me I’m going to be on a team with a monster? I have to trust my life to scum like that?”

Beatrix turned away, her body tightening its curl. She’d made herself pretty vulnerable by revealing her backstory, and it seemed like she was already regretting it.

Sunset, for her part, didn’t know what to say right away. Obviously she hadn’t known about Beatrix’s hang ups when she first indoctrinated Sunrise onto the team, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She wasn’t going to ask their powerhouse to leave (and she doubted the borderline yandere would do so even if asked). But still, she had to say something. Beatrix may be little more than a bunch of code and magic, but Sunset had felt her heart twinge a little when the girl bared her story.

“Listen,” she placed a hand on Beatrix’s shoulder. Her party member retracted a little. “I’m sorry. You have every right to be angry about what happened.” Beatrix relaxed just a tiny bit upon hearing that. Maybe Sunset’s words resonated with her, or maybe she was just relieved not to be mocked over her situation for a change. Sunset continued: “But Sunrise wasn’t responsible for what happened to you. It’s not fair to blame her for it. And with her help, we may be able to lift the Curse once and for all. Then you can go home!”

Beatrix stiffened up. “You really are naive if you think it’s that easy.”

Deflated, Sunset dropped her arm from her teammate’s shoulder. Well, I tried at least. The pair were quiet for a moment. The sounds of the griffons struggling and grumbling filled the space between them.

Then, “thanks for not making fun of me.”

Sunset blinked. “Yeah, of course.” When Beatrix turned slightly to look at her, Sunset hit her with a smile. “We’re friends after all!”

A look down. A blush. “S-Sure. Friends.” Beatrix uncoiled herself. She leaned over and planted a kiss on Sunset’s cheek, shocking the girl enough to have her breath catch in her throat.

Sunset watched stunned as Beatrix stood up and moved to the front of the wagon, seemingly no longer bothered that Sunrise was up there. It was progress. Small progress, but progress all the same.

Touching her cheek, Sunset sighed. “Huh…” That… was probably because of the affection meter thingy, wasn’t it? Learning Beatrix’s backstory did seem like the kind of event that would trigger that. Great… I gotta be careful not to let that thing fill up anymore. Who knew how much more intimate cutscenes would get if she did?

Sunset shook that moment off, leaving it in the past for now. Affection meters were the least of her worries anyway.

They didn’t have much longer to ride after that. The inn came up before too long, its warm window lights a bastion in the dark fields of Diaperia at night.

The innkeeper was surprised to see they had come back alive from their quest. She nearly fell over when learning they had been successful. Sunrise had stayed hidden in the wagon while Sunset and company unloaded the stolen supplies. Guests at the inn cheered when the bound griffons were dragged out. They were a menace no one would miss.

For their efforts, they got the tub of Antidote Powder they’d been promised. It was now useless to Sunset, but she figured it would be best to keep that stuff on hand anyway, lest Sunrise get any… ideas. For now it went in Flutters’ pack of holding. The girl may not be their best fighter, but she was sneakily the most useful member of the party with that thing.

There was also a reward for the capture of the griffon sisters, something Sunset hadn’t anticipated at all. She got a windfall of a dozen silver coins all of a sudden, not that she’d been able to keep any. Beatrix had swooped it, claiming it as her down payment for their current mission. In fairness, Sunset had promised her a lot of money.

Another bonus, she’d been surprised to learn, was the wagon. The owners of it had disappeared with the caravan, meaning Sunset had a pretty good idea of what had happened to them, and preferred not to think about it. Regardless, it was an ownerless vehicle right now, and she jumped at the opportunity to keep it. With Beatrix’s rings, it would carry them across Diaperia in record time, so that’s exactly what they did.

As much as Flutters and even Beatrix insisted they spend the night and rest, Sunset was firm. She bought them blankets and pillows from the innkeeper so everyone could sleep in the wagon. They had a lot of lost time to make up for, after all. She planned to be at Pamperville by sun up!

Breakfast was…

Well…

It could’ve been worse.

As the sun crested over the horizon, Sunset’s growling stomach reminded her it had been a long time since she’d eaten anything. Now that the adrenaline and the horniness was long in the past, she didn’t have much to distract her from that fact.

Luckily Flutters had some food for her. Unluckily, it was exactly what Sunset expected it to be.

Jars of baby food were passed around to all the girls, and colorful plastic spoons as well. Sunset got a banana puree, her grumbling stomach shutting up a little upon seeing it. Biting her lip, she hesitated even opening the jar. The proud Beatrix had no such issues, digging in like a starving animal. Flutters spoonfed herself politely, undoubtedly just as hungry but still able to exercise self control.

When offered, Sunrise had declined her food. Slimes technically didn’t have stomachs, after all. When they needed energy, they preyed on adventurers and other living things, draining their life force. Before they’d said goodbye to the griffon sisters, Sunrise had used them for a meal, leaving them weak and helpless for their transport to jail and filling her up for a good while.

Now, she just looked over at the picky eater of the group, and smiled. “Need me to feed ya, cutie?”

“N-No!” Sunset was finally motivated to pop the lid off her jar. There was no way she was going to accept a feeding from the slime girl or anyone else.

A shaky hand dipped her spoon in the mush, taking a big glob of the brown, sugary mass and bringing it to her lips. They quivered, but parted for her meal.

It was not as awful a flavor as it could have been, she surmised. That didn’t mean she enjoyed it. The only reason she heaped spoonful after spoonful into her mouth was because of how hungry she was.

Before anyone could remark on her being suddenly a big eater, she threw her jar and messy spoon down and hopped off the wagon.

Beatrix had stopped their cart on a hill just outside of town, but left the rings on the wheels. Pamperville was a more modest city than the Town of Beginnings. Unlike that one, where the royal castle resided, this town had sprawling farmland leading out of it. The more modest buildings and lack of a real wall implied monster attacks weren’t as big a worry here than on the road. However there were two outposts where it seemed soldier’s gathered, on the north and south west ends of the settlement.

Pamperville proper extended out from one exceptionally tall building. A crystal structure that shimmered between blue and purple hues depending on how the light struck it. It was almost pyramid shaped, save for the pointy tip it didn’t have. Looking closely, Sunset could see it was partially transparent too. She saw rows and shelves stacked inside, and even a figure milling about between them.

It was a library, according to Flutters. The biggest collection of knowledge in all of Diaperia. “If there’s a way to get into the witch’s dungeon, something or someone in there will know it.”

A big library, Sunset thought, ruefully. The optimism had been beaten out of her. She had a distinct feeling she knew what kind of character would be waiting for her there. This game was too cruel not to take advantage of this opportunity.

“I’ve never seen a city this close up before,” Sunrise remarked, rolling off the edge of the wagon like spilt maple syrup and glomming together in a puddle. Sunset shuddered a bit as her newest teammate schlorp upright, suddenly next to her. Putting her goopy hands over her eyes like a pair of binoculars, she giggled to herself. “Aww, there are some real cutie patooties down there.”

“Please, don’t harass anyone,” Sunset begged.

“She won’t be going down there in the first place!” Beatrix said, dropping to her spot in the driver’s seat. “No way we can risk bringing a monster into town. Last thing we need is soldiers trying to arrest us..”

Thank goodness. Sunset took a sigh of relief.

“We really shouldn’t split our party, though,” Flutters pointed out, collecting everyone’s discarded silverware. “What if there’s trouble?”

Shut up, shut up, shut up! Sunset gritted her teeth. As much as she wished the idea hadn’t been floated, she couldn’t ignore it now. If there was some sort of story beat in this town that required battling, she needed Sunrise there to help them.

“Ooh, ooh!” Sunrise raised her hand. “I know how I can sneak in.”

Before Sunset could ask for an explanation, the slime girl gripped her diaper. “Eeep!” she cried out, stiffening.

It actually wasn’t her diaper, but the crotch of Sunset’s onesie. Sunrise snapped the buttons open, revealing Sunset’s new, unspoiled, diaper. This time when her hand came in–despite desperate flailing on Sunset’s part to smack her away–Sunrise made contact with the fluffy padding.

Schwooop!

Sunset’s diaper absorbed the slime touching it. It was almost automatic, as Sunrise was sucked up in a vacuum cleaner-esque way. The padding grew ruby red, and bulbous. It sagged like it was freshly filled with manure. Warm, gooey, and fluffy padding now hugged Sunset’s inner thighs. It was a feeling she’d unfortunately become familiar with: she was Slimed.

She shuddered hard enough to snap her spine. “S-Sunrise!”

Despite her better judgment, she pawed at the padding. It wasn’t going to come off, and in fact it jiggled as the slime girl within rippled.

“Hehe, quit it! That tickles!” Sunrise’s voice said. It seemed she could talk even when her body was absorbed.

With the way the slime was moving, Sunset had no choice but to rip her hands away. She winced a little less once it settled.

Beatrix cackled at her misfortune, a real buddy that one. Flutters clapped her hands together excitedly. “Hooray, now we don’t have to split up! Good thinking, Sunrise.”

“D’aww, thank you!” A little gooey hand shivered out of Sunset’s padding, giving Flutters a thumbs up before glorping back into the pamper.

Sunset bit her lip. It was unfortunately a good idea. Sunrise was a mere status affliction now, not a monster. Like this she could travel with them through any town. But that didn’t mean Sunset had to like it.

Bending over she hissed at her poofy pants: “Fine, but if you start molesting me again, I’m getting the Antidote Powder.

“Don’t tempt me,” came a flirtatious reply. Sunset could practically hear the slime girl winking.

“Ugh…” She waddled forward, her gait now spread twice as wide as before. With Flutters’ help she climbed back up onto the wagon, sitting at the edge of the front seat. She winced as her butt sank against the warm goo in her pamper. “Let’s just go,” she mumbled, Beatrix reanimating the wheels.

They just needed an info dump, and hopefully a better weapon than her current rattle. As much as her slimy diaper made Sunset clench her jaw in agony, she could put up with it to do all of that. This would be a quick stop. In and out. Easy, even.

After all, she found herself thinking. How bad could this game make getting exposition?

The library was a welcome sense of normalcy.

There was just something about being surrounded by books that made Sunset feel at home. The smell of old paper, the sight of hundreds of spines lining shelves, the endless promise of knowledge…

Geeze, Twilight would love it here, she thought to herself. The two of them could indulge in a bit of geeking out at all of this.

The walls of the library tinted the outside world purple. This structure was easily the most unique and fantasy-esque thing Sunset had seen from this game yet. Even inside the effect hadn’t stopped. She imagined at least one dev working on the game had a few ideas like this: things you’d fond in a proper fantasy world. Shame it got wasted on a game like this.

Once inside, she waddled excitedly to the nearest shelf. She was like a kid in a candy store all of a sudden, clinging to this tiny spurt of happiness allowed to her. Sunrise sloshed back and forth in her diaper as she ran. Sunset was so happy she hardly noticed it. She merely plucked a book from its spot and opened it up.

‘This shelf is filled with ancient looking books. Most are covered in dust.’

Sunset frowned. That one line of text spread across two whole blank pages. She turned the page, and the same thing was printed on that. Flipping through the book, she was distressed to find every page was like that.

“Great…” she mumbled. This had to be the flavor text that popped up when the player clicked on the bookshelf. The Equestria magic hadn’t bothered to fill in the texts with actual words, and instead copied and pasted this one line everywhere.

Looking over the rest of the shelf ruefully, Sunset guessed each of the tomes had been subject to the same fate.

What a waste.

“Come on, nerd,” Beatrix waddled passed her, further into the crystal library. “What we’re looking for isn’t going to be in that.”

“Obviously.” Sunset slammed the book shut with a bitter grumble. There was no doubt some important NPC they needed to talk to in here.

She nearly tripped over her own gait rejoining her party. Even with Sunrise behaving herself it wasn’t easy keeping her in the diaper. The fat padding squished and swung between her thighs.

“Isn’t there supposed to be a librarian or something?” Flutters asked.

As if on cue, Flutter’s words summoned rustling paper and tumbling hardbacks. A yelp accompanied them, a crinkle not far behind. Someone had just fallen

Sunset’s ears pinpointed the sound as coming from around the corner of the nearest bookshelf. Knowing this had to be a scripted event, she sighed and waddled forward. She tried her best to mentally prepare herself for what she was about to see. There were few options among her friends that the Equestrian magic could pull from, after all.

Rounding the corner, Sunset still found herself fighting back a groan.

Of course it’s Twilight.

A purple girl with rectangular frame glasses sat in a puddle of dropped books before her. Rubbing her head, where no doubt a comical amount of tomes had just bounced off of, she was wincing. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun, strands poking out here and there to show off how little she cared about maintaining it. A fluffy green turtleneck squeezed her body. It would’ve been perfect for keeping the cold at bay, if not for the devs ruining it by cutting a boob window into the chest. Game-Twilight’s cleavage (as ample as every woman’s in this game) greeted the world loudly. It looked like her sweater barely covered her nipples when all was said and done.

The rest of her outfit was more modest. It would’ve been amazing to somehow top that sweater, after all. She had a short, pleated skirt. Its hot pink hem couldn’t dip below her bulging padding. Gray pantyhose tried to cover it up, but the pamper was so big that it stretched them, exposing the white plastic beneath. It did a better job of covering her legs, all the way down to the tall black heels on her feet which were surely the cause of her little trip.

So much for the medieval theme, Sunset scoffed in her head. Of course, Flutters and Beatrix already laughed in the face of the Middle Ages with their outfits, but at least they didn’t look as thoroughly modern as this. The Twilight clone looked up at Sunset, cheeks flaring with embarrassment over being caught in such a predicament.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she whispered. Sunset outstretched a hand and helped the girl to her feet. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

We weren’t exactly subtle, Sunset thought, knowing this was just scripted dialogue at best. “Not used to visitors?”

Game-Twilight chuckled. “All the big babies in this town aren’t into reading.” She hadn’t let go of Sunset’s hand yet. In fact, she started to intertwine their fingers. “Do you… like reading?”

“Yeah, I…” Sunset paused. Game-Twilight’s eyes were growing wide. Her cheeks flushed again, and she shyly let go of Sunset’s hand.

“I… I see.” A small smile. Her eyes darted away, as if she’d been staring into the sun and could no longer bare to keep looking. She hugged a few books close to her chest. “I like reading too.”

“C-Cool…” Sunset was screaming internally. She really underestimated how horny these devs were. Or rather, how horny they thought the players were. They’d made this librarian character so starved for attention that she was primed to fall for the first book nerd that walked through the door! Just kill me now.

Sunset was saved from the conversation veering into flirtier territory when Beatrix and Flutters poked their heads around the shelf.

“Find the book nerd yet?” Beatrix snarked.

Regretfully. Sunset nodded.

“Oh, hello.” Game-Twilight adjusted her glasses, not nearly as taken by the other two girls. Clearly, she’d been programmed just for the player. “Geeze, this is more guests than I get in a month.”

“Oh my,” Flutters said. “Do you not do well with crowds? We can go if that will help.”

“No!” Sunset barked back. As much as she wanted to flee the smitten NPC that looked just like her best friend, they had to talk to her. Facing Game-Twilight, she said. “We need your help for a quest."

“Ah, adventurers.” Game-Twilight nodded. “Of course I can help. A-After all…” She leaned in, practically swooning against Sunset. “Any adventure smart enough to recognize the value of literature is welcome in my library.”

“U-Uh…” Now it was Sunset’s turn to flush. This girl was coming on stronger than either Twilight she knew would be bold enough to. It made her uncomfortable.

Not helping that feeling was when her slime-filled diaper shivered in protest. Was Sunrise… jealous?

Sunset all but jumped back. “Great, cool, awesome!” she was trying to shout the awkwardness away. “Any help you can give us would be good. We’re trying to… you know. Break the Cozy Curse and all that. So seriously, anything will help.”

Game-Twilight smiled, eyelid’s dropping to give her a sultry look. “Oh, I love a girl on a fool’s errand.” Sunset’s slimy diaper rippled. “Follow me.”

“Yay!” Flutters bounced her fingertips together. She hopped forward as the librarian started walking. “I’m Flutters by the way. And that’s Sunset and Beatrix and Sun... N-Never mind.”

“Sunset…” Game-Twilight remarked as she continued to take steps backward. She barely paid attention to Flutters’ slip. “Nice to meet you. I’m Evening Twinkle.” With a wink, she curled her finger to beckon Sunset forward, then turned to lead them through the library.

Of course you are. Sunset clenched her jaw. She almost didn’t want to follow.

Beatrix merely crossed her arms. “I don’t like her."

“Same,” came a huffy whisper from Sunrise. It was a rare moment of solidarity between the two girls.

“Please behave,” Sunset said to her goopy diaper. Then to Beatrix. “You too.”

“Hmmph.” Beatrix turned her nose up, strutting forward without dignifying that with a response. It seemed even in a videogame, Trixie was never going to get along with Twilight.

Or maybe she’s jealous too. A rouge thought popped into Sunset’s head. She had just filled up her party member’s affection meter, or at least she assumed so. But she shook her head and started waddling after everyone. No, couldn’t be… couldn’t be…

“By the way, do you need some Antidote Powder?” Evening asked, indicating Sunset’s ruby-red padding.

Sunrise shivered inside. “N-No,” Sunset managed.

They’d gathered around a withered looking table. Despite the crystal walls, all the furniture in this building was the usual wood. It was lazy game design, with the designers reusing assets every which way. Sunset was pretty sure she’d seen this exact table a couple times already.

Evening may have been a hopeless flirt, but she was every bit the book nerd her counterparts were. It hadn’t taken long to track down every bit of reading the library held on the Cozy Curse. Which wasn’t much, actually.

Sunset was disappointed to see only a few tomes spread out before them, but she also knew the devs weren’t going to make this easy on her, and the Equestrian magic doubly so.

“Let’s see,” Evening murmured as she began flipping through the books with one hand. The other not-so sneakily crept towards Sunset’s. It moved like a spider across the table, until it gingerly brushed up against hers. Evening’s purple cheeks flushed. Sunset’s eye twitched in annoyance.

“If you want to defeat the witch and break the curse, you’ll need to find a way into her dungeon. That thing’s got some ancient magic keeping it sealed if I remember correctly.” Evening thumbed through the book, distracting herself just enough for Sunset to pull her hand away.

“We know that, nerd.” Beatrix huffed. “Everyone does. Duh!”

Sunset nodded. She was glad it was at least consistent with what her party members had told her before, at least. “And we’ve got to find a way to actually hurt her too, right?” she added.

“Oh, that part comes later,” Evening assured her. “Muuuch later. Like… ‘let’s make sure you survive this first hurdle’ later.”

“Survive?” Flutters squeaked. “What do you mean by that?”

“According to this record,” Evening stopped flipping, tapping the page she’d landed on. “There’s an order of sorcerers in Diaperia who used to practice magic that ancient.”

“Great!” Sunset was glad to finally have some inkling of who to talk to.

“But two hundred years ago, they all vanished without a trace.”

“Oh.” So much for that inkling.

“But—!”

“Yes?!”

Evening pointed to a passage a few lines down. “Right here it says they kept a stash of their most important weapons in Hopespire Tower.” Smiling, a little proud of herself, Evening crossed her arms. “I’d bet a hundred diaper changes one of those weapons would be strong enough to kick open the doors to the witch’s dungeon.”

“Oh my, but Hopespire is…” Flutters fidgeted her fingers together.

“What’s the matter?” Sunset was getting sick of being jerked around it sounded like they should be good to go. Finally.

“Hopespire Tower was built in a large basin,” Flutters explained. “Back then it wasn’t a problem, because of the droughts. But nowadays, well… it’s been flooded for decades.”

“It is still explorable,” Evening said. “The author says they found a way in that’s a little less… well, waterlogged.”

“Oh, well that’s not too bad,” Sunset said. Then she really took a moment to process what they were saying. An important, unskippable dungeon. Flooded. Explorable.

This thing’s a freaking water temple! She realized in horror. Despite all the awful things about this game, this was somehow a new low.

“Does one of you have a map?” Evening asked. “I can mark where you need to go.”

Flutters produced one from her bag, unraveling a relatively detailed world map that Sunset couldn’t be bothered to memorize right now. She took note of Pamperville, a smidge to the right of the Town of Beginnings in the bottom corner. It looked like they’d barely explored any of Diaperia so far. Great…

She did take note of the inky, black cloud that seemed to swallow the middle of the kingdom. If she knew anything about game design, she knew what this meant. That was where the devs were signaling the witch was hiding out.

Evening tapped a spot much further out than what they’d traveled so far, halfway between Pamperville and the top corner. It was penciled in sketch of a long, swirly tower. A blue light pulsed as she lifted her finger, leaving a glowing circle behind above the drawing. That was their objective marker. Sunset sighed a little to herself. This journey really was just beginning, wasn’t it?

“I’ll keep researching the witch while you go to Hopespire,” Evening promised. She shyly glanced over to Sunset. She pulled her arms in tightly, squeezing her breasts as if she was trying to make them appear even bigger. “I promise to have something really special for you when you get back.”

“Barf,” Beatrix growled. She was roundly ignored, only making her more upset.

“We’d better set out,” Flutters said, rolling up the map. “Even with the wagon, this will take a couple of days.”

“Days, huh.” Sunset found. She hadn’t thought of this much until now, but was in game time synced with the real world? At this point, she’d lost her whole weekend. Not ideal, but that was something she could live with. But if this really was going to take them days and days, she’d start to be missed in the real world. Not showing up to school would set off alarm bells for her friends. Rainbow Dash had already been sensing that something was up with her…

If they come to my place, will they see this game running? Will they see me in it? She really didn’t want that. But there was also nothing she could do but hope that wouldn’t happen at this point.

“Yeah, we’ve got to go ASAP,” she said. And not just to get away from at least one of the NPCs with a crush on her.

“Oh, but we should really upgrade your equipment before we go,” Flutters noted. The game’s way of hinting to her that she was desperately unprepared to explore the upcoming dungeon.

Sunset looked down at her rattle, a weapon she’d long wanted to swap out for something better. It really was time to say goodbye to the thing she’d had since the tutorial. And thinking about it, just her onesie might not be enough either. The extra attack was nice, but she was not going to get by on that alone.

“Yeah,” she agreed. “Let’s do that.”