Current Location: Ponyville Schoolhouse

Current Time: Ten O'clock, Sunday

Current Persons/Ponies of Interest: Carina, Cherilee, and myself

Current Conversation: Not relevant to me

"Not that I can participate in either case, but is there a Brotherhooves Social too?" Cherilee just smiled in return, deriving some form of humor from my question.

"There is, but it's a smaller event most years. There aren't many pairs of brothers in Ponyville and not all of them participate regardless. The Sisterhooves Social is always a bit of a struggle to set up but it also draws more attention to the little fillies education. More donations you see, and we can sell donuts a nice fellow in Canterlot sends down every year to make more bits." I could see that. Stallions weren't exactly rare as far as I could tell, but I would have to be blind to not notice how outnumbered they were. Still...

"Why don't you just combine the two and make it the Siblinghooves Social? Then you can get all the brother and sister pairs involved." Cherilee's smile fell for a second, in what I'm assuming was something of a flinch.

"I tried to set that up one year. It just ends up being too much work for just me and the few parents I can round up. There's too few events and too few ponies to watch them and far too many foals and fillies competing with adults who act like they are still foals and fillies." And yeah, I couldn't find fault in that. I was still a little slow to realize just how difficult it must be to run a schoolhouse by yourself when it's on the edge of a town that's on the verge of being a small city. From what she told us about the schedule, the little ones don't even have a normal calender compared to most schools. Every student was sorted into three groups; A, B, and C. A students have class on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. B Students have class on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. C Students have class on Thursdays, Fridays, and Mondays. There are just too many kids to fit in the small building, much less to keep track of for a singular teacher. Carina in particular thought that was bizarre for some reason, and asked why they don't just dig the room bigger. And then she realized what she just said and pretended to count the number of nails in the wall. Speaking of whom...

"Sooo... What? We can help set stuff up and help run the race and stuff but I don't really have a sister to participate with either." Which, as soon as she said it, I realized wasn't necessarily true.

"Except you do."

"Well if we're going to be pedantic about it then yes, I have thousands of half sisters and one murderous psycho sister who is currently on super house arrest." I ignored Cherilee's combination confused/intrigued/WTF face as I turned on the desk to look at Carina fully.

"And at least one of those half sisters is in Ponyville. We would have to talk to her about it obviously, she prefers to stay in disguise and all but it would be a good way to introduce changelings and other species in general. And it's not like all of Ponyville attends." Vinyl Scratch would be up for it I was sure, and there was no reason the spectators had to know the changeling sister was Vinyl Scratch anyway.

"True, but we're both adults. It's-"

"Vinyl is technically still adolescent."

"Whose been in a sexual relationship for a few years now." Cherilee squeaked something off to the side, but I ignored the poor teacher for the moment. "Besides, I'm Princess Luna sized and my sister is normal pony sized. It would be unfair."

"Repeat after me: Change...ling..."

"She can't do a true transformation Elfy, her disguise is entirely illusionary... So that's how she does all those tricks with her shades..."

"Okay, but you can do a true transformation right? You'll be filly sized and your sister will be pony sized."

"I- Oh. No yeah I could totally do that. Besides, we haven't seen Vinyl in a while." And after all that trouble to not name drop the hidden changeling. I could see Cherilee trying to formulate the questions in her head as she made them. Her mouth opened, she took a breath, and then the back wall exploded.

... Okay, fine it wasn't an explosion this time. We all turned to the wall as it began to glow and make the distinct ringing noise of unicorn magic and then we watched as all the boards and nails just came apart from each other, leaving a pile of lumber on the floor. An entire construction crew was revealed by it's removal, as well as a rather flushed looking Twilight leading them.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't think anypony would be here today. Uh, surprise Cherilee! Princess Celestia is having the schoolhouse expanded! Yaaaaay... But seriously you guys should get out of here, none of you are wearing hard-hats." We did in fact leave after that, but I feel I would be doing a disservice to not bring attention to her own hard-hat. It was Spike laying on her head belly first, giving us a little wave.

Current Location: Octavia's and Vinyl's house

Current Time:

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"- b̵e̴t̷w̷e̵e̵n̶ ̷m̸e and Octavia are a little bumpy right now. I did something stupid and neither of us are really sure how to feel about it, ya know?" Vinyl's reproachful tone pulled my attention back from w̸h̴e̴r̴e̷v̷e̴r̴ ̵i̴t̵ ̸w̴a̷s̷, and I wondered if I wasn't getting enough sleep. Or vitamins. Carina was thankfully carrying the conversation.

"I'm sorry to hear that. If either of you need to get some space then our house is open, right Elfy?"

"Right, but I don't know how enthused Octavia will be by the decor." Vinyl huffed a laugh and lounged back on her vibrant blue couch. "Is it too much to ask what the issue is?"

"Normally I'd say yes, but that's part of the problem apparently. Finding out I was surgically stunted was a... much bigger shock than I was ready for. I ended up making this whole plan to learn how to magically change sexes so I could put buns in Octavia's oven. Without telling her until I had a penis. So I could prove to mother dearest that I was a better mom. And rub it in her face." The look I gave her must have been quite incredulous. Vinyl groaned and threw a white hoof over her eyes. "I knoooow, okay? She's mostly upset that I kept how upset I was from her than she was that I was looking at dick diagrams... And that I wanted to raise a kid out of spite."

"... Well, that's certainly one way to put yourself in the doghouse."

"Kinky." Carina says.

"Ditto." Vinyl blurts out. They are definitely sisters. Speaking of-

"Hey, not to change the subject, but would you be willing to participate in the Sisterhooves Social event with Carina this coming Wednesday? Outside of your pony disguise?" The tired DJ's ears perked up in confusion as well as consideration. Maybe at this rate I'll become a master of subtle pony body language before the year ends.

"Uh, yeah. Sure, I guess. If it's allowed. It's supposed to be like a race or sport event for the students though isn't it? I feel like it would be a little unfair to the kiddies-"

"Not so much if Carina shrinks herself to filly sized proportions-"

"Of course she can do a true transformation. Fuck me." It didn't occur to me until just now that the non-illusionary disguise spell would basically solve the problems she said she's been having. Except her relationship problems, being pretty can't fix those... Usually. "I don't suppose Carina could teach me how to change into a hunky stud if I agree?" Carina apologetically shook her head no in response.

"I don't think so. I think it's a matter of power used in the disguise spell than it is some new spell. I figured out true transformation by accident."

"Ugh... And you have more magic in your buttcheeks than I get in week. Dammit." ... I just had a few bad ideas.

"Uhm, can I try something?"

The Unkindled scratched his rotten leathery fingers through his ratty and oily hair in solemn confusion. The undead man had travelled from his shallow grave all the way to the heights of Archdragon Peak, and never had he encountered such a mystery. He has looted weapons and helmets and medicines and miracles from all manners of chests, many of which were monsters in hiding, but never has he opened a chest to find a complete absence of items. He supposed it was possible that some other Unkindled or otherwise undead pillager could have already emptied the long forgotten god's chamber of its valuables, though it mean that the dozens of other armaments he'd accrued to this point had just been passed over for unknown reasons-

Shink

"Aaaaaagh! Ugh..."

YOU DIED

Fuck, he hadn't found a bonfire yet.

I studied the miniscule ring in the palm of my hand. It had a tarnished brass finish and looked like someone had bent a flat metal into a loop as opposed to punching a hole into a nugget of gold or silver like I believed most decorative bands were made. Though, smithing wasn't exactly my forte so I could be way off mark. I tossed it lightly to Vinyl before she caught it in her magic and started turning it over to get a good look for herself.

"Sorry, but I'm already taken." I rolled my eyes as Carina made exaggerated pouty lips at us.

"Wear it on your horn or something, see if helps with your baby crisis at all. I know it does something but beyond 'not dangerous' I didn't know what else to look for in regards to magical sex transformations." She just shrugged in response before putting the ring over her glowing forehead wand. Vinyl shuddered for a moment,

"Woo! It certainly feels like it does something. What about you guys?" Carina giggled as I non-subtly crossed my legs, and she was the first to speak as I tried to clear my throat.

"Well, depends on how functional your fifth leg is, I think." Vinyl blinked before turning her now much more angular muzzle down to her nethers, where an erect phallus was laying across her bulked up lower legs. It was very... prominent.

"Oh shit." And then the two of them spent ten minutes eyeing and fondling Vinyl's new male disguise. For science of course.

"I don't know, your fur still kind of feels like the shell of a disguise. Can you feel this?"

"Oooooh yeah I do!"

"VINYL! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!" That was Octavia, walking in as Carina began massaging the semi-illusionary gonads of her girlfriend. It was a long hour of half-hearted accusations and apologetic assurances that they really weren't about to start fucking on the couch without giving her any warning. Without any warning? What?

"Sorry to freak you out Tavi." It was a little odd to hear Vinyl's 'hip and cool' boyish voice come from a very masculine body, but it was hardly the weirdest thing going on. "I promise, this really was a sort of spur of the moment thing. Elfilis just wanted to see if he could conjure up something to help. And it did! See!" And then she dropped the disguise to reveal her real changeling form. Her female changeling form.

"... Vinyl dear, you may want to look down."

"Fuck! I've never been so disappointed to see a pair of teats." I rubbed my eyes both in embarrassment and frustration, but I shunted both of them away as another idea came to mind.

"Hey Star Vision, could you come downstairs real quick?" A very muffled affirmative sounding grunt came from the second floor as I turned back to where Carina and our two friends were settling down on the couch. The changeling sisters were lounging like they were the cool kids while Octavia clearly tried to maintain some form dignified posture on the fluffy cushions. "Hey, I didn't really get to talk to you then what with the whole 'Chrysalis blowing holes in the castle' thing, but you and the others sounded good at the gala. You didn't lose your cello or anything to it did you?"

"Oh! My thanks, both for the compliment and for your part in stopping that mad mare." I think this was the most relaxed Octavia has been since she walked in on the 'science' earlier. "As for my cello, it was actually safe at home. Canterlot provided the cello that got destroyed by that strange spherical one." Toby, right. Star Vision clomping his way down the stairs cut that conversation short before I could continue.

"Alright, I'm down. What's the hubbub?"

"Hey Star. So, you still have the same powers as Discord, right?" He looked concerned in response, but I knew he was going to be amused soon.

"Uh, yeah." His puffy tail whipped with a subtle crack as he turned our stairs into a set of escalators. "It's not as strong, but I can still cause some, uh, mayhem." Smooth.

"Alright, so, Vinyl there- say hello Vinyl."

"Sup"

"She's a changeling, but she has little growth blocks stopping her ovaries from forming. Can you remove them and/or give her a penis?"

"... Like, mine? Or-" I smiled as he smirked at Vinyl's cackling and Octavia's eye roll. It was nice to see him joke around. "Yeah, I can do that. Let me just-" Crack. "-There. I would still get an x-ray but you shouldn't have any more issues in the ovary department. As for, uh, your other request." Crack, and then a detailed sheath and testes flopped onto Vinyl's lap. "That should be, uh, removable? Or something like that."

"I have a prosthetic penis! Fuck yeah! Hey Tavi-" Octavia plucked it from her partners magic grasp and casually smacked it into her crotch. Where it just, stayed attached. And changed colors to match her fur. And started growing. We all just watched her in various levels of surprise and gob-smacked awe.

"I believe I remember something about how you still have some growing to do? Carina, was it not fornication that encouraged changeling growth?"

"Yuh-huh."

"Well, I suppose I should be the one to wear the phallus in this relationship. It might not work if Vinyl's the one using it after all..." Vinyl's undisguised carapace was practically glowing green on her blushing cheeks.

"... I've never been so love. Take me."

"Oh! You can use our basement!" Dammit Carina. "Can I watch?"

An empty sky, a seemingly endless void filled only with the pinpricks of light from bodies of stone and gas and fire from incomprehensible distances away. The closest planet of interest has one moon and is home to many forms of thinking life. Feeling organisms that have somehow evolved similar levels of intelligence despite all having lived in different environments. Alien, to humanity. To modern theory. Entirely natural, expected even, of the universe it floats through. Now, and here, it's most distinguishable feature compared to all the others?

Distance.

Equis has no nearby neighbors. It is the only planet in it's system. The fact that the sun orbits the rock isn't strange. The moon keeping an orbit that hides it from the sun the vast majority of the time isn't strange. All planets have their quirks after all. Popstar's shape, Shiver Star's winter. Halcandra exists in a mildly separate dimension as an island floating in place on nothing. And all of these planets have connections, sharing plants and foods and denizens without any effort on its inhabitants part. Waddle-Dees can be found everywhere no matter how far one travels, and a large selection of other small critters can be found on multiple different worlds to a lesser degree.

Except Equis.

A chrome sphere with legs of steel approaches. A ship the size of a planet all on it's own, it has spent many days and many nights teleporting and flying and drifting further and further towards it's distant target.

Any day now, it's passengers think. Any moment now it's workers whisper.

A discovery of a lifetime, it's CEO believes.

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Author's Note

That was the Reversal Ring from Dark Souls 3, which in game just changes the animations of your character to those of the opposite gender. Gameplay wise, no advantages. Lore wise, this was the ring given to a god whose father wished for him to have been born a goddess. I think.

And yes, that would be more Kirby getting involved in the story. And there is definitely nothing else building or plotting behind the scenes.