A Very Nightmare Night Halloween
“Mom you can’t be serious! You can’t just throw this at me out of the blue like this!” You cry as your mom sighs exasperated. You were just your average middle aged man, visiting home for Halloween. You had been looking forward to it given the new circumstances of your parents. Part of that was what you were arguing about now.
“I know it’s short notice, but she was just so excited to have an ‘older brother’ take her trick or treating! Can you not borrow something from a friend? You watched the show, didn't you?”
“I did but that doesn’t mean I went and bought Halloween costumes of any of the characters! I haven’t even dressed up for Halloween in years! What do you expect me to do? It’s the day OF the holiday. How am I supposed to find an adult pony themed costume in just a few short hours?”
“I-I don’t know.” Your mom admits looking defeated. You feel bad for her, but that didn’t change the fact that what she was asking was a tall order. “Sarah… Your foster sister wanted to be Flurry Heart for Halloween and we wanted her to feel appreciated and listened to. So we managed to get one together.” She continues to mix her batter while moving around in the kitchen. The counters were covered in baking sheets with various baked goods.
“Your father was supposed to dress as that Shining Armor guy pony and I was going as the Pink Princess, but he had to work and the school was down too many bakers for the sale tonight for me to back out! You’re the only one left to take her!”
“And I have no problem with that!” You call back feeling just as frustrated as she must be. “But I didn’t think I’d have to dress up! That’s the only problem!”
“I know I know!” She cries dropping the mixing bowl onto the counter with a rattle. “I just… I don’t want to disappoint her. She’s not had the best luck with families before and I just wanted to make her first Halloween with us a good one!”
You were about to argue some more, but instead decided to take a deep breath. You had grown up as an only child. From what you understood it was a miracle your mom was able to have you. Sadly that miracle did not repeat, no matter how much they wanted to give you a sibling. Finally as they were nearing retirement they decided to take in a foster child. This ended up being Sarah. She was a sweet, but excitable girl. The moment she met you she asked if she could call you big brother. She was already calling your parents Mom and Dad.
On one hand it was great she wasn’t resisting you. On the other, she tended to go too much too quickly and had to be told to calm down. She was mostly a good kid and seemed to understand, but you guessed after three failed housing attempts, she was a bit quick to latch onto doing whatever it took to make this work. To be the best daughter she could.
Which is why you hated it just as much as your mom that you might not be able to make this dream of hers come true.
“Look I’ll… I’ll go check the local shops. Maybe some mom and pop store will have something left over? I have a few hours right?”
Your mom’s response is to hug you tight. “Thank you! I’m so sorry to have to spring this on you at the last minute!”
You mentally sigh. How can you be mad at her or your new sister for this?
“Just… we’re probably going to have to explain to her why I don’t have a costume, you know that right?”
“I-I know. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. If we come to it..” She rubs your back a couple of times before letting you go. With the best smile you can muster you tell her goodbye and rush out to your car. A map of the area already forming in your mind. You’d still check the major retailers, and costume shops, but you think you might have an idea where some temp shops might have sprung up. In any case you were going to give this your best shot!
Onward!
***
It was several hours later with the night sky threatening to take over as you slowly drove down another road, your eyes scanning for anything that might have the slightest HINT of a Halloween costume for sale.
The bigger retailers did have pony costumes... For five year old girls. Somehow you got the impression those wouldn’t work out for you. It was getting way too close to when you’d have to take Sarah out to Trick or Treat. Much of a shame as it was, this was likely the last road you’d be driving down. It sucked, but you were likely going to have to figure out how to tell her your costumes weren’t going to match…
Wait what was that?
In the window of a small shop was what appeared to be a costume with the My Little Pony Logo on its card. What’s more, the thing was huge. No way that one was a kids costume! Still you were honestly surprised you were able to notice it while driving by. It was almost like it called to you. Quickly finding a parking spot, you leave and lock your car before rushing toward the shop.
It’s only now that you notice the large ‘Going out of Business!’ sign hanging about the door. The place seemed to be a very small thrift store once upon a time. Well that or it was a place that sold random nick nacks. The entire thing looked… odd. Still if that was a pony costume for adults that might fit, you’d take it. You just hoped you had enough money. You weren’t exactly rich. Still, you’d spend every last cent if you had to.
A small bell rings as you enter, taking you back to decades long past. It was seriously like walking into the past. The shelves weren’t exactly packed, but there was a decent amount of stuff on them. The odd thing was it sorta looked like one of those shops you’d enter in some dungeons and dragons campaign. Sure there were the occasional board game or other retro toys on the shelves, but there were so many little glass bottles of random liquids and other oddities that made you wonder if you just walked into a wizard’s shop.
“Oh! Hello!” A rather excited and frankly pretty woman exclaimed as you entered. You hesitate for a second. You haven’t exactly had much luck in your love life and here was this rather gorgeous woman talking to you. You knew she was just doing her job as the sales clerk, but still, a few daydreams danced about your head. She was just that stunning.
“We don’t have much left, but I’m sure we can find just what you need.” She says while really putting her all on the word ‘need’.
“I uh, saw you had an adult costume for My Little Pony?” You manage to get out, mesmerized by this mysterious woman. As beautiful as she was, there was something… different about her.
She had short white hair and was wearing your typical witch costume. Well almost typical. Her leggings were mistached. One green, one orange. She was also wearing contacts, at least they had to be contacts, given she had yellow eyes with red pupils.
“Oh yes, something I found buried in the back.” She replies with a shrug of her shoulders. Her smile sends shivers of both interest and apprehension through you. She’s alluring yes, but you get this feeling she’s dangerous.
“Honestly I can’t imagine we’ll sell it this close to closing, and on the day of Halloween at that.” She continues gesturing at the costume hanging in the window. “So if you want it I’ll give it to you for five bucks.”
Five bucks!? That’s a steal! Wait, calm down, you don’t want to appear too eager and give a reason to drive up the price.
“Wow, that sounds pretty good. I’ll take it.” You manage to get out calmly. Walking over you pull down the costume and freeze, finally getting a really good look at it.
What you hold in your hands is very much a Queen Chrysalis costume!
“What’s wrong? Don’t think it’ll fit?” The clerk calls out with a soft laugh. Seeing your expression tells her everything. “Looks like I hit the nail on the head huh? Don’t worry about that. I can personally guarantee it’ll work out for you tonight.” She gives you a wink and a smirk. Neither exactly fills you with confidence.
“And what the heck? I’ll throw this in as well!” She pulls a flower broach out from under the counter. It’s a flower unlike any you’ve seen in the wild, yet something about it is eerily familiar. The flower itself is red with black spots near the base of the petals. Well maybe not red, but a reddish purple? It does look rather pretty though, and expensive! Was she really going to give you this costume for five bucks and that for free?
“I uh…” You look down at the costume. You’d look silly crossdressing, but after searching all afternoon it was the only adult costume for pony you’d seen. The price was good and you got a nice free gift. Yes this whole thing seemed weird, but were you really going to find a better deal? In the end it was the thought of Sarah’s smiling face that tipped the scales.
“Sold.” You say quietly, yet firmly. You’d probably get made fun of for it, but welcoming Sarah was worth it. You were going to make this a night she wouldn’t forget! Therefore you hand over the five bucks and take both your costume and broach.
“The costume should fit you fine.” The clerk reassures you with that mischievous smirk of hers. She then leans in and whispers: “And that broach just might be your means of wishing your way out of a tricky situation.”
There was no wink following that exchange. Though she kept her smile, something about the way she said it gave the impression she wasn’t kidding around, but what in the world could that even mean?
Feeling a little freaked out you rush back to your car with the items, determined to get home and away from here rather quickly. You tell yourself it’s just so you have time to change into your costume nothing more. You certainly aren’t afraid of a silly little thing like a closing down shop! Or the sexy, yet frankly terrifying woman running the counter! Nope! Just concerned you don’t have enough time to get dressed in time! Yep! That’s it!
As you continue to lie- that is ‘reassure’ yourself of these facts. You don’t happen to notice the clerk watching you as you leave. After a few minutes of you being out of sight, she snaps her fingers and the store fades away. Leaving only an empty storefront in its wake.
***
“Huh… it does fit.” You stand there looking in a mirror at yourself all dressed up in your five dollar costume. It’s basically a human version of Queen Chrysalis costume. You don’t get any sort of face mask or anything, just the basic outfit. An outfit that consists of a long black dress with a green ‘belt’ like accessory. Next you get arm and leg ‘stockings’ that have holes all throughout them. Despite that they are surprisingly sturdy. Last of all you have a headband with her classic little crown thingy on it.
“And you look wonderful! Now hold still while I finish your makeup.” Your mom beams as she applies various forms of stuff you couldn’t possibly hope to know the names of. The most you got was there was blush and eventually lipstick to be involved.
“Is it really necessary for me to include the makeup it came with?” Come to think of it, why did this costume even have make up in the first place? You kinda feel you got a much better deal than you thought for five bucks. The costume was simple, sure but man was it ever well made!
“You’re the one who wanted to crossdress tonight.”
You feel your face flush. “I DIDN’T-”
She cuts you off. “I’m just teasing! Relax, it'll make Sarah happy that you put in so much effort.”
Sighing, you just keep quiet and let her finish. This was going to be humiliating alright. God you hope no one you know sees you! How did you let your mom talk you into this?
“I’m hoooooooooome!” Came a shrill happy voice from the living room. Sarah, the star of the hour, rushes in all made up in her costume. You’re honestly impressed. If you didn’t know any better you swear a human version of Flurry Heart just stepped from the screen into your world. Her hair, her dress. It was pretty perfect. Even more impressive she’d been wearing that all day and to school! No way your mom and dad just ‘threw this together’ like they said!
“Oh my gosh! It’s Chrysalis!” Sarah screams while jumping around you. “You found a costume brother? That’s so cool!”
“Yep and he’s just about ready to take you Trick or Treating!” Your mother adds while applying the lipstick, and thus final portion of your costume. “Now go like this dear.” She says to you while puckering her lips. You try your best to copy the movement and behold the result. Yep your lips were green because of course they’d use green instead of black.
Looking in the mirror you do your best not to cringe. Honestly the quality of the costume itself wasn’t the issue of course. Just you still couldn’t quite get over you were crossdressing. If only you could pass as a woman.
Weird, you felt a bit hot there for a second. You hoped you weren’t getting sick.
“Hey uh sis, hope you don’t mind I don’t exactly have the right build for this but it was the only costume I could find…” Whatever, the important thing was that Sarah seemed to be okay with it.
“I don’t mind!” Sarah cries looking happy as can be. “We’ll just say she’s using a disguise to look male! I’m just happy your costume goes with mine!” She then puts her arm against her forehead and does her best ‘woe is me’ delivery. “Oh no! Please Chrysalis! Don’t use me as bait to lure out my parents!”
Despite the fact you’re sitting there in drag about to go out in public like this, you can’t help but laugh along with her and your mom. She really was just so precious. You could feel the love oozing from her. The sweet, delicious love…
You shake your head. ‘What in the world was that? I’m getting a bit too into character and we haven’t even gone out yet!’
“I’m so sorry we can’t go with you dear.” Your mom says as she hugs her new daughter. You’re reminded of just how much this must hurt her and your dad. Sarah’s first Halloween and they couldn’t attend. Well you’d just have to make sure you did all you could to make up for that! Embarrassment be damned!
“It’s okay mom.” Sarah replied, looking far more mature than most girls her age would. “We’ll go next time. For tonight I’ll make sure my big ‘sis’ and I take a lot of pictures!” She grins up at you.
Okay maybe some embarrassment be damned.
“Do we have to?” You moan out. You don’t want to even think about what your friends will say when they see those pictures.
“Of course! Maybe even some video too!” She laughs while skipping around the room.
Well if you’re lucky maybe she’ll forget all about that once you’re out. You take one last look at yourself in the mirror before getting up to grab her bag and other essentials. You had to admit, one of the best parts of the costume was how it made your eyes an emerald green. These were some contacts!
…wait you didn’t put on any contacts.
***
“That’s right everypony! Flurry Heart here vlogging her her first Nightmare Night! I’ll be sure to tell you every detail as they come!” ‘Flurry Heart’ as that’s what she insisted she be called tonight, was prattling on while holding up her smartphone as you followed meekly behind her. Of course she’d do this. Of course.
“You know ponies don’t have phones so Flurry wouldn’t do this.” You try to interject, oh so hopeful you could get her to stop.
“Hey we know phones get invented sometime! Princess Pip had one!” She shoots back. “We don’t know they aren’t around when Flurry grows up! Or maybe I’m the Equestrian girl version!” You roll your eyes. So much for that attempt.
“I’m surprised you didn’t just go as Princess Pip with how you’re acting.”
“W-Well it’s not like I have a twin sister to be Zip.” She says, her voice a bit lower than her previous volume. The response stung. You’re sure she’s happy being in your family, but the lack of a sibling her own, or even close to, her age must suck. She’s the type of girl that would probably love having a twin sister. Sadly you’re several years too old, and the wrong gender.
“I-I’m sorry.” You blurt out. ‘Flurry Heart’ just shakes her head. “Don’t be sorry! I love you and mom and dad! Honest!”
There was just a hint of fear in her voice. You still didn’t know all the details, but the short of it was every time she was welcomed into a home, something happened that made it short lived. It hadn’t been because of her, or anything like that. It’d just been bad luck. So you knew. You knew she was afraid of being sent back again.
You didn’t want that to happen with your family. You didn’t want her having to live with that fear.
“I know, and I’m happy to be your captured queen of the changelings.” You put on your best Chrysalis impression. “But mark my words vile Flurry Heart! I shall be free and you will all rue the day you crossed me!” The little hisses you add at the end seal the deal, luring out a fit of giggles from your sister.
“Thanks ‘sis’.” She winks at you. You wink back but can’t help but add in a playful tone:
“Hey don’t call me sis! I told you this was all I could find!”
More giggles. “I know, and you look great!” She smiles,“still it’d be so cool if you were a girl and really fit that costume! I bet you’d make a great Chrysalis!”
“Thanks I think.” You reply back. You can tell she’s trying to be genuine, even if the thought is a bit weird. You’re sure she doesn’t want to replace you with an older sister instead, but at least part of her really wishes you fit the costume perfectly, and in all honesty you wish you could-
“Guh!” Without warning a strange heat builds up in your stomach causing you to clutch it and hunch over.
“H-Hey big brother? You okay?” Flurry, or rather Sarah asks with genuine concern.
“I-I don’t know I-” You try to formulate words, but the heat suddenly burns through your body. Starting from your stomach and going out to envelop your entire being. The world blurs for a second as flashes of green pass by your eyes. You swear it almost looked like green flames just washed over your body.
“What in the world wa-” You shut your mouth. That is NOT your voice. You try to ignore who it reminds you of, but it is NOT a voice that should be coming out of your mouth!
“B-Brother?” Sarah whispers in disbelief. “I-Is that you? Is this part of the costume? A magic trick? H-How did you do that!?” Her voice gradually grows louder and louder in excitement. You’re only glad the street was a side street and still empty. Somehow you knew you didn’t want to draw attention to… just what did happen? Forget the voice, your entire body felt weird.
“I-I don’t… why is my voice so weird? I feel so weird.” You look down at your arms. Your slender feminine arms. The long gloves you were wearing match them much better now. You take a glance down to see your legs only to freeze. Right there on your chest are two rather massive lumps. Lumps that you can see down the cleavage of!
“W-Why do I have boobs!?” You cry cupping them without thinking. Sarah for her part is too busy running around you to notice. Just as well, you quickly let them go. That felt… you don’t want to think about how it felt!
“Wow you really do look like her as a human!” She cries poking you in various spots. “Really bro how did you do that? Or should I say sis? You really ARE my big sister now!”
“H-Hey stop that!” You cry. You were still trying to get a hold of the situation to really register what she was all saying and her poking wasn’t doing you any favors. So you put on a Chrysalis costume and while walking suddenly became a copy of her as a human? What? How is this possible?
Suddenly the look of that store clerk flashes in your mind. Was she a witch? Was this magic? How else could you explain it!?
“Hey sis? Are you okay? This didn’t hurt, did it? Y-You are still my big brother right?” She was getting scared. Time to be the older sibling you were supposed to. Even with all this going on, panicking wouldn’t help. Still you weren’t sure how you were remaining so calm.
“I’m still me.” You say in a much steadier tone. “I-I’m not sure how I’m like this but it’s still me in here.”
“Wow…” Sarah replies, continuing to look you over. “So it is a magic trick?”
“You could say that…” Yeah a trick you weren’t in on!
“How’d you do it?”
“I-I think it’s the costume.” You reply honestly. The only explanation you could come up with was that the girl at the shop was a witch and this was a magic costume. If you didn’t just switch sex you’d think you were crazy.
“That's some costume!” She cries, all happiness and energy again. “Now you really look the part! I’ll get so much candy!”
“N-Now hang on just a second, I need to get my uh… bearings.” You just went from a middle aged man to a woman likely in her mid or early twenties. You weren’t even sure you could move like this! Taking a few hesitant steps forward you found that thankfully you were able to walk without problems. Your high heels click clacking against the sidewalk as you went with ease.
Wait, high heels? The costume didn’t include those! Did they come with the transformation!?
“Hey so are you going to be like that all night? Can you change back? I mean you are a changeling. The queen of them!”
“I uh… I don’t know?” Good question though. If you were a changeling did that mean you could transform into your old self? You try to imagine becoming your normal male self, but nothing happens.
“I mean maybe, but I don’t know how I did this in the first place!” You wave your hand over your form. Damn you kinda wish you had a mirror. You were likely a really sexy woman. Mmm you could just walk into a party like this and every boy would freely give you love-
W-What the hell are you thinking? You slap your cheeks, trying to clear your mind.
“Uh are you sure you’re okay? You’re acting weird. Is it because it’s weird to be like a girl when you’re a boy?” She tilts her head. “It’s too bad you couldn’t just find a Shining Armor costume. You’re my bro and not my dad, but I guess it’d be less weird for you. I wish I could help you with that.”
“Y-Yeah I-” You go to reply but that heat from earlier suddenly springs up in your gut again. In mere seconds the green flash washes over your eyes, and you feel noticeably male again. Except way more bulked up then you ever were previously.
“W-Whoa you did it again! So you can change like a changeling!” She exclaimed excitedly.
Blinking you look down to see yourself dressed up in a red military looking outfit. It doesn’t take you long to recognize the uniform Shining Armor wore during his wedding. Complete with chest plate symbol.
“I-I didn’t do anything though!” You cry, noticing right away your voice was very much Shining Armor’s. Naturally, while you didn’t want to admit it, your last voice was that of Queen Chrysalis.
“So… how are you changing? I know it’s the costume but how do you get it to do it?” Sarah asks. You shrug your shoulders.
“I don’t know! I’m just standing here! You’re the one listing characters!”
“Wait, so am I doing it?” Sarah asks, looking you over. “So… uh it’d be cool if you were an exact copy of m- Whoa!”
No sooner did she begin to speak then the warm heat flared back up. Another wash of green and you were suddenly shorter. Much shorter, and sporting the same long hair and costume of your sister. A quick glance down confirms that yep. You’re a little girl looking exactly like her!
“Wow! A twin sister!” She cries hugging you. The sensations going through your mind are causing a near short circuit.
“S-Sarah! Stop!”
“Nuh uh! I’m Flurry Heart tonight! Only call me that!”
“But Flurry!” You clap a hand over your mouth.
“That’s the spirit!” Flurry laughs before letting you go. “Now to fix you.”
“Fix m-” Another heat and flash and you’re tall again, sporting the same Shining Armor get up you just had on.
“I bet it’s pretty weird being a girl huh? I can let you be a guy for now.” She smiles. “Now come on! Let’s go get some candy! I can’t wait for you to do this trick in front of people! They’ll never figure it out! Oh! I could keep changing you into other girls and you could go to the same place and get like five times the candy!”
“What? H-Hey! Wait! Flurry Heart hold on sweetie!” You cry after her, trying to keep up. Man she got this energy from her mother, you were sure of it. Wait, you weren’t married and she wasn’t your daughter! Just what was going on?
No time to ponder it though. Flurry had decided to go full force into the fray and was already skipping ahead. You could only rush along helplessly as she-
***
You find yourself back in the costume shop. No not the you in the story, the you now. The you reading this story.
The pretty clerk in the witch outfit from before greets you.
“Greetings! I’m sure you’ve guessed at my true self, but let’s forget that for now. You have some choices to make. The last line of the story is “You could only rush along helplessly as she-”
“As she what? That is up to YOU to decide! Choose wisely! You have six paths you can explore before you, but time enough to check out only three! After picking a scenario you’ll go down that path and see the start of what it might offer before your sister will run off again! At that point you’ll be given a choice to check out one of the five remaining scenarios. Then one of the four remaining. When only three scenarios are left, those three shall vanish! Never to be explored!”
“Once all three scenarios you’ve voted for are chosen, you’ll be presented with another poll. This one asking you which of the three chosen scenarios you’d like to revisit and get closure on. You’ll only be able to pick one.”
“Then one final vote will be given. The vote of what type of ending you so desire.”
She winks. “And in another break of the fourth wall, see the Author’s notes for the link to the poll and the choices available.”
The lights fade as the shop is swallowed in darkness, only her eyes still shine with light.
“Happy Halloween, and Nightmare Night!”
Author's Note
Okay so here is the deal. The story will be uploaded here for free, but voting is specifically on my Pateron page, and I'm sorry yes you have to be donating at least one dollar in order to vote.
With the Holidays coming up, I'm trying to do what I can to make sure I can get through it. I completely understand if you don't want to vote on this story, or can't afford it.
The link to the first poll will be at the end of these notes. You will be given six scenarios to choose from. As I tried to say in the story. I'll make sure you are able to explore three of them. What this means is you'll go explore one of the six options I list, and I'll write who you turn into and what happens to you in that form. This will be one chapter at which at the end Sarah or 'Flurry Heart' will run off and you'll chase her to the next scenario. Which you will also vote for from the remaining ones you haven't explored yet.
Once you've voted for and seen three of these possible scenarios, I'll put up a chapter that will lead to the final poll. This will be a poll for which of the three scenarios you chose that you want to go back to and finish up. You'll once again become the character you were the first time around in that scenario and will end up closing out that situation. This will likely lead to sexy times.
Finally once sexy times have been written and are over. You'll have one last poll to vote on. Namely which possible ending you want. There will be a list of three.
One where you change back into your male self. (These endings will be basic, but try to be good endings.)
One where you stay changed into the character, but still end up in a pretty good situation.
Then the twisted ending. These are the ones that might dip a bit into the dark...
With all that said, I really hope this ends up being fun. Now for those who want to participate here is the link to the poll!
https://www.patreon.com/posts/very-nightmare-114212149
A Very Nightmare Night Halloween
Struggling to keep up, you watch her weave her way down the streets, bobbing in and out of various crowds as you make your way toward the main Trick or Treat area of your town.
A few very much recognize who you and your sister are dressed as. You wouldn’t be surprised if they thought she was your daughter given the age difference. Now if you only had a Cadance by your side to help catch the escaping princess!
“Hey ‘dad’ what’s that?” Flurry asks, pointing across the street to a rather large home. Seems she was all into playing the roles of the costume. It was going to be weird having her call you that.
“Flurry! You shouldn’t run away from me!” You cry trying to catch your breath. Huh it wasn’t as hard as it usually was. Maybe because it’s Shining’s body?
“I’m sorry, but seriously what’s going on over there?” She points more wildly in the direction of whatever caught her eye. Following her finger, your heart drops a bit at the scene before you.
Many late teens, to early adults are milling about a huge home. You could almost smell the alcohol that place had to have from here. Some of the girls over there were already getting rather flirty. Either from the excitement of the party, or other means. Above all it was not a place for your little dau- sister.
“It’s uh, a private Halloween party.”
“It doesn’t look private, look those people are walking right in!” She shouts back, pointing at a couple of guys and girls walking toward the house to the high fives of a few of the party goers. You swear it was like watching an old nineties movie about college parties.
“It’s private as it’s only for older people. We’re certainly not invited.” Especially not a little girl like her! “Come one we should go.”
“But I wanna see what it’s like!” She whines. “Can’t we just take a peak?”
“No!” You say firmly. “They’d never let you in or around there, N-Now come on, these things make me nervous.”
While it was true you’d never really been to one of these things before, you weren’t exactly bothered about them either, but no way were you letting her in there.
“I’m just going to take a peak!” She proclaims trying to sneak her way toward the house without being seen.
“H-Hey! Stop that! Get back here!” You shout, trying to grab her. This does attract the attention of a few of the party goers, but upon just seeing some guy shouting after nothing, they look away. Flurry for her part kept hidden behind a bush during the exchange. At least she had enough sense to know they wouldn’t let her in just like that.
“Geez brother, why are you so against going? What are you shy?” Her eyes light up. “Hey! Yeah you should be like Fluttershy!”
You open your mouth to protest, but that heat feeling wells up inside you.
“N-No! Flurry don’t-” Too late, the green flames over take your body and you can see the world rise by a couple of inches as you shrink down. You can also feel your feet shrinking in your shoes before said shoes catch up to your new size a half second later. Such a strange sensation. Shoes not much larger than your own become so roomy due to your small feet.
You watch as your arms slim down, your hands compress into these dainty, fragile little things that are unmistakable for a girl. Your nails are even painted pink!
You can’t see it, but you know your face is now narrower, cuter. Your lips are just a bit more plump to fit the female body you are receiving. You can however feel your hair move down past your shoulders to reach your butt. A butt that juts out a lot more than your male one did. It’s a very strange sensation to feel your waist constrict, giving you a slim figure any girl would die for, plus nice wide hips your mom might mention are good for birthing. The image makes you shiver.
Of course the biggest thing you can absolutely feel is the weight of the massive mammaries that just formed on your chest. One second you have none, then the next you can feel these two flesh like balloons just fill in your chest. Fill and fill and fill! The sudden additions nearly caused you to topple over.
“Oops… uh sorry.” Flurry squeaks as she stares at you. “Wow you look like the way I’ve seen her drawn online.”
“The what way?” You glance down at yourself and double take. You had a feeling, but your new boobs are absolutely massive. You had to be at least an E cup, maybe more. Damn it, fan artists always did draw Fluttershy with massive breasts. You just never expected to have to deal with them on your own chest!
“W-what kind of sites are you looking at!?” You cry giving Flurry a glare. Said little girl quickly looks away.
“Oh uh, just random sites, is that really important?” She says with a nervous laugh, waving her arm at you. “You just turned into a really pretty girl. Huh, you’re kinda old though for her, you should be more their age.” She waves her arm toward the party. The world grows taller by another inch or two, your body adjusting, becoming younger. You had no idea how old Fluttershy was supposed to be in the show, but you would guess around twenty three or so. At best you were only a few years younger after that change. Maybe nineteen? You just somehow knew you weren’t younger than eighteen.
Yet despite your new youth, your new boobs haven’t lost one millimeter of size! What the hay? You mean hell!
“Huh you’re wearing her Equestria Girls outfit…”
“I am?” You look closer at your clothing. Yeah it was what she wore during those specials alright. Even her cutie mark on the skirt. The breeze on your toes suggest you now have sandals on instead of sneakers. Yep open toe sandals. Oh of course your toenails are painted pink!
“Oh geez this feels so weird!” You cry. Part of you desperately wanted to cup your breasts given the heft and size, but no way could you do it with Flurry watching. Also you still couldn’t call her anything but Flurry. Guess that carried over no matter what form you had.
“Yeah I bet if I became a boy it’d be so weird and gross. Good thing us girls are so much better! Er not that I minded you being my brother, but this is kinda neat…” Seems her natural stance of being a young girl was clashing with being a good child/little sister.
“So um… can I go back to being a boy then? If you don’t mind, that is.” Oh gods you sound just like Fluttershy. You were starting to worry that part of the character was being forced upon you whenever you found yourself in their body.
You really hoped you didn’t become Princess Cadance at some point. Or Pinkie Pie.
“Wait! Hey! This is perfect!” Flurry cries rushing up to you. The sudden movement causes you to tumble back a bit, making you land on your rump.
“Ow!” Huh it hurt, but not as bad as usual? Was this because of the extra padding so to speak?
“What? What’s perfect?!” You didn’t like where this was going already.
“Sorry!” She says first, helping you back up. “And well you’ll need a costume costume first for it to work Or that is, a costume for your current body that I guess is a costume?”
She looked confused for a second before metaphorically waving it away. “Nevermind, if I can make you look like Fluttershy in that outfit, I can just change your outfit to a costume right? Oh I know! I see her in one of those bunny outfits all the time! That’s a costume!” Before you can protest, the feeling and fire wash over you. You can already feel how the clothing fits differently. Fearing the damage you look down and gasp.
The fabric of your outfit showed off your new ‘assets’ pleasantly as it was essentially a one piece outfit down to your crotch. You must have slipped it on like a second skin almost. Your legs were covered, but in a see through type of pantyhose! Fearing the worst of what this could be you look behind you and reach up to your head. Sure enough a little puff ball was on your butt, along with a headband on your head. A small bit of feeling it and you confirmed it had bunny ears on it.
You were dressed as basically a playboy bunny version of Fluttershy at nineteen years of age!
“F-Flurry!” You scream, realizing you’re doing a cute pout pose without being able to help it. “I can’t go around like this! And you are definitely showing me these sites you’ve been visiting!”
“Later! Later!” Flurry cries pushing you toward the party. For some reason you are unable to stop her. “Now go like flirt with the boys and girls or whatever you grow ups do at these things!”
With that you find yourself pushed out into the open as your sister rushes toward the back of the building.
“F-Flurry you get back- AH!” You cry before your new chest additions cause you to topple over onto the ground, landing on them with a hard smack.
“OW!” You cry as pain shoots through them. People called them pillows, but they were pillows with nerves attached to your body. You could feel them being smacked around, and that hurt! This was nothing like when you fell on your butt! What the hay? You mean heck!
Breasts were likely just more sensitive? You have a brief thought of what it’d be like to have them played with before pushing it out of your mind.
“Hey miss, are you okay?” A nearby college girl asks as she bends down to help you up. She’s dressed ironically in an angel costume. She even has the long blond hair and pretty blue eyes of the typical description of such beings. Or at the very least the female versions of them.
“O-Oh yes I just tripped s-sorry.” You grip her arm tightly as you try to straighten back up. How in the world did Fluttershy just walk around with these things? The wobble alone was nearly impossible to deal with! Thank goodness your shoes didn’t become high heels!
“Damn she’s fine.” Another nearby girl comments. This one is also in costume, ironically dressed as a devil. Well a ‘sexy’ version of one at the very least. As a guy you’d have been into her. She was a natural redhead from what you could tell, with just a splatter of freckles that added to her cuteness. It both threw off and yet complimented her choice of costume. The red hair fit in with the theme well, while the freckles, though looking out of place, gave the impression that you wouldn’t normally peg her as a devil.
“Wait a tick.” The devil girl mutters, as she leans toward you, her eyes squinting. “Sweetie, are you cosplaying as Fluttershy in a bunny outfit? Damn! I love it! You have the perfect body for it too! So by choice or you lose a bet?”
“S-Something like the last one…” You reply in the same quiet voice you were forced to use earlier. Yep Fluttershy had to be ‘shy’ alright. Not that you felt you could get much farther in your natural state. You never were big on parties. Certainly never came to anything like this! And forget about talking to two beauties like them!
“I’m Alison.” The Angel introduces herself as shaking your hand. “And this is Glory.”
“GloriA” The devil corrects, making sure you take notice of the letter A in her name. “Glory is just a silly nick name the boys gave me because I keep trash talking them at losing to me at them there ‘vidyagames’.” You had a feeling most guys underestimate her due to her gender and innocent girl next door look. Well not so much now in the devil costume, but likely when she was in normal clothing.
“N-Nice to meet you both.” You say giving a small bow. This entire exchange was awkward as all heck. You hadn’t planned on being a sexy girl, and here you were with two very attractive females that you might have wanted to date if you were fifteen years younger.
Well technically you guessed you were younger now, but you’d also rather be a guy. As it was now you didn’t feel any attraction to these two at all, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t recognize their good looks.
Wait why didn’t you find them attractive? Oh please don’t say with this body you’re attracted to b-
“So what’s your name?” Alison asks, cutting your thoughts short. You feel yourself freeze up at the question. Crap! You couldn’t give your real name, but what name could you give? They’d think you were joking around if you said it was actually Fluttershy. Quick! A name! Any name! Maybe start with F for Fluttershy?
“F-Fiona!” You cry a bit too loudly. It was the first thing to pop in your mind. You just hoped you could remember it. Or perhaps… “B-But you can just call me Fluttershy if you want I don’t mind…”
Both girls giggled. “Oh wow if I didn’t know any better I’d say you stepped right off the screen ‘Fluttershy’”
It was Alison who spoke, and you had to bite your tongue from mentioning how right they almost were.
“Y-Yeah It’s amazing right? S-So I uh-”
“You heading to the party? You alone?” Gloria asks while scanning the area. Damn it! This stupid Fluttershy mode was making it difficult to talk fast enough to say you wanted to leave! You had to go find where Flurry Heart ended up and get her to un do it!
“S-sorta I’m-”
But Gloria just interrupted you again.
“Well we’ll hang with you! Us girls gotta stick together yeah?” She cries putting an arm around you. Before you know it you’re all heading toward the party. Well you suppose it was where you were trying to go anyway, so no harm, no foul?
“I-I guess I don’t mind…” You say meekly as you pass by person after person. It was so scary here! You were stuck as a big boobied girl and they boys… the boys were eyeing you like you were a juicy steak. It was… honestly unnerving.
Which made the quick grope of a hand on your butt all the more shocking.
“EEP!” You squeak as what you can only assume is a guy’s hand clamps down firmly on your butt. The sensation is NOT pleasant, so maybe you aren’t into guys. Thank Celestia for small miracles.
Wait thank who?
“Hey asshole! Come back here so I can kick your ass!” Gloria was screaming behind you at a fleeing male. Yep it was a guy alright. Weird that he was so quick to retreat though.
“Oh man! I can’t believe you did that to the Glory chick!” One of his mates yelled as they turned to run off with him.
“She’s going to find you man! You’ve heard the rumors!” Another laughed loudly as they rounded the corner. Huh, seems Gloria had a bit of a reputation.
“I’m sorry Gloria.” Allison sighed, looking dejected. “I was supposed to be watching out for that.”
“Yeah well it’s not your fault they went for it.” Gloria replied as she continued to glare at the corner the guys disappeared behind. “Don’t worry. I’ll remember who they are for later…”
You felt if someone added a ‘that’s what she said’ to this, they’d get punched. Good thing you aren’t that stupid.
“Are you alright Fiona? Or do you really want me to call you Fluttershy tonight?” She said turning to you. The sudden attention actually made you jittery. Damn it you WERE Fluttershy!
“I-I’m fine, and uh Fluttershy is more fun right?” You replied with a smile. Wait did you actually think that? Or was this the costume? It probably was something like the name of the form just felt right or something. You’d have to become another girl of the cast and see if you wanted to go by their name.
Wait, no! You just wanted your old body back! You don’t want to try more transformations!
R-Right?
“Heh, I like your style girl.” Gloria replies, as the three of you continue to your destination. “We’ll try to keep an eye out for creeps like that, but this is a college party. Just try to watch out for roaming hands.”
You nod as you all enter the house. Fluttershy’s body already has you near panic. It’s only thanks to your usual fortitude, and their company that you are keeping it well at bay. Come to think of it, having them watch your back was probably for the best.
The house is crowded. It honestly looks exactly like one of those parties you see in the movies. Just well, cleaner oddly enough. Most trash is in various trash bags strategically placed around. The tables have mostly the usual chips and pretzel type of snacks with some sodas here and there. You get a brief glimpse into the kitchen to see someone big and burly standing by the fridge. You quickly realize it’s because it has beer in it as a girl approaches and asks for one.
You then watch as the guy actually cards her before giving her a bottle!
“I-Is that normal for parties?” You ask out loud before you can stop yourself. Both Allison and Gloria glance over to the scene before giggling.
“Probably not.” Gloria replies. “A bit of a shame, I’d love a good beer, but technically I’m still only twenty.”
“And I’m twenty one, but I’m not breaking the law by getting you beer.” Allison added before brushing her hair aside in an exaggerated manner. “It wouldn’t be fitting for an angel after all!”
Both girls giggled at the display, and without realizing it, you had joined in. You’d been with them for mere minutes and it already felt like you were part of their group. It actually made you feel kinda bad. Here they are thinking they might have a new friend, and you were eager to get out of here and back to your real body as quickly as possible.
“Normal parties likely don’t do that, but this one is… different.”
Your ears perk. “Different?”
“Guessing you really aren’t from around here huh?” Gloria asks. You have to shake your head.
“No I’m from… well uh…” Again how do you answer this? You’re actually rather close, but naturally being near forty, you wouldn’t know anything about anyone here! Glancing around you doubted there was one person as old as twenty five!
“You don’t need to say I get it. Probably got guys bothering you all day given those looks.” Gloria adds with a wave of her hands. “No need telling them any part of where to track ya down. People can be creeps these days.”
Another crisis averted. Thank you Gloria.
“Anyway, this party is being hosted by none other than Maria Barkinston!”
“What!?” You actually manage to shout despite your Fluttershy limitations. “THE Maria Barkinston!?”
Allison nods. “Yep, our own little mini celebrity around these parts. Most don’t know she owns a few different houses, and this is one of them.”
Looking around, you can see now why the place is so nice, but to hold a party here? For this age group? Maria Barkinston didn’t seem the type to hang in these sorts of crowds.
“And you’re probably wondering why she’s doing that.” Gloria said with a smirk. “Root beer?”
Startled, you accept the can. It was actually cold! The little drink pale it was in was still nice and filled with ice. Ice that didn’t look all that melted. She… she didn’t have someone running around changing it out did she?
“It’s to try and get her son to socialize.” Allison adds, sipping a ginger ale. “I’ve seen him around. He’s tutored me in fact. He’s nice but really quiet. I guess this is her way of trying to get him friends or make him popular or something. No idea.”
“Wonder if it’s working?” Gloria adds before some music begins to rise in volume, causing her eyes to light up.
“Oh heck yeah!” She cries dragging you toward the dining room which seems to have been cleared out to be a makeshift dance floor. “Come on girl! Let’s dance!”
“D-Dance!?” You cry, glancing around in horror. You can’t dance! Especially not in this body! You were supposed to only come in here to find Flurry!
“Sure don’t you know how? Here I’ll teach you!” She cries as Allison joins you. As the music plays, both girls begin to sway and bob to the beat, encouraging you to join them.
“I-I uh…Maybe I can sit this one out?”
“Nuh uh, no way at least not till I see what I’m working with!” Gloria yells getting near enough to make sure you can scurry away. Damn it, she was either the really pushy type, or perhaps she was afraid you would act too much like Fluttershy and not have any fun? Either way you were beginning to wish you stayed home.
“Now I’ll go reaaaaallll slow, so you just copy me, okay?” She screams, getting next to you. With no real other option you’re forced to play along.
“First you just jut your hips and rear to the side like this…” She says as she does just that. Feeling a heavy blush on your face you do your best to mimic her action. Oh geez this feels weird. Every move you make causes your boobs to shake all about, and your rear isn’t exactly staying put either. Every bit of you feels different and wobbly.
And the worse part is you know with each dance move more and more guys are likely noticing you. You can feel their eyes upon you, drinking you in. You know what they want. You were a guy once yourself obviously.
“Yeah now you’re getting it!” Allison adds laughing as she flails around in an almost comical manner.
“Girl if that was dancing, then those long arm flailing balloon guys would be considered masters of the art!” Gloria shot as she rolled her eyes at her friend. Allison just laughed it off.
“We didn’t all take ballet lessons all our lives.”
“I stopped at age seven!”
You laughed, they laughed. You even found yourself joining in their ‘flailing’ though Gloria did indeed seem to be better at it than either of you.
So this is what it felt like to be a college bound girl? To hang with friends like this? Honestly it was pretty good. You were even beginning to feel sexy? You barely remembered that guys would be checking you out. You just, you liked this feeling of friendship. It wasn’t like you had too many in your normal body. Here with these two you felt feminine and sexy. Was that odd to feel? Not like you could ask any guys turned busty chicks…
“Hey! There’s those guys again!” Gloria hiss whispers at you both. Loud enough to be heard by you, but hopefully not them.
“You’re gonna go give them a piece of your mind?” Allison sighs. “I’ll hang here with Fluttershy.”
“Thanks luv ya gal.” She says before vanishing from your side. In mere seconds she’s in front of the gropers face pointing and screaming. You were afraid she’d be in trouble at first, but to your utter shock the guy looked terrified of her. His friends seemed amused by his predicament, but it was clear none of them dared getting between them.
“W-what? Is she okay?” You stammer out. Allison lays a calming hand on your shoulder.
“She’s fine, she doesn’t look like it, but ballet isn’t the only thing she studied while younger. She’s a green belt in karate. She’s kicked more than a few guys asses who tried shit like that.”
Despite your relief, it was weird hearing the ‘angelic’ Allison curse like that.
“In the meantime we can- HEY!” She suddenly screamed next to you as she turned and grasped at something above her head. It took a moment but you could see a couple of guys had snatched the halo from her head and were playing keep away.
“Give that back jackass!” She screamed chasing after them. Huh, guess she was feistier than you thought. It made a bit more sense that she was friends with Gloria now.
As you watched both girls chase their individual prey, you realized they weren’t in sight anymore.
Which meant you were on the dance floor all alone in this body!
You could feel your legs lock up as you thought to run, but even if you could move them you had no idea where to run to! You didn’t know this house, didn’t know these people, and you were a freaking bombshell of a girl! Every danger alarm bell was screaming in your head.
Sadly it wasn’t long before those warning bells were proven right.
“Hey babe!” You hear some guy say before a big hairy arm goes around your shoulders, pulling you into the chest of a rather large fellow. Your boobs are instantly pressed against his chest, much to his likely pleasure. Before you can even squeak his hand reaches down and grasps your butt hard. The second time it’s been touched the night, and this time wasn’t any better.
“H-Hey!” You manage to squeak out. “S-Stop!”
The guy just laughs, rubbing his hand up and down your rear. “Got me a cutie pie!” He bellows, his breath giving wisps of alcohol. Great big and drunk. The worst combination.
“Let’s say you and I go off and I get to play with those big old titties of yours and you put those pretty lips of yours to work!”
You couldn’t believe he just came right out and said that! Did he really think it’d work?
“I-I don’t-”
“Great!” He yells before picking you up with another squeeze to your rear. He begins to carry you toward the stairs. “Sorry guys, girlfriend and I need to ‘chat’.”
G-Girlfriend? You weren’t his girlfriend! He got the wrong girl!
You wanted to protest, but then you saw the look in his eyes. He wasn’t as drunk as he was letting on. He knew what he was doing, he just didn’t care. All he was thinking was that you were sexy and alone.
Alone and an easy target.
“H-Help!” You cried out. You were proud of how loud you were, but his glare caused any further protests to halt in your throat.
“Don’t go making a fuss ‘darling’” He said, menace bleeding fully into the last bit of that. “We’ll have some fun and then you can go. Make this hard and I ain’t so gentle…”
You knew these guys existed. You despised them when you were in school. Your mom had raised you right. You’d never do this to a woman. Your mom said she’d practically disown you if you did. Not that she thought she had to worry.
You never thought you’d be on the other end. You only had an idea of how terrifying this might be. An idea of how a girl would feel if it happened to them.
It was clear you had no idea at all. No idea…
Allison! You cry in your head, too scared to speak. Gloria! Someone HELP ME!
“Separate those two NOW!” A demanding voice cuts through the air to your right. Before you know what’s happening, two guys larger than the one holding you suddenly grab your attacker by his shoulders as a third person behind you pulls you to safety.
You only get a glimpse of the asshole who was holding you being dragged away by two very large and very intimidating men before you’re drawn into a bathroom, the door closed and locked the moment you’re in. The last you hear of that jerk outside is him screaming lies.
“Hey! What the hell man? That’s my girlfriend! We were just going to go have a talk! Hey let me go!”
The world around you was still a blur as you hear his voice grow more and more distant. You were close… You were so close to something really bad happening!
“Miss? Miss are you okay?” Huh? Oh… the person who pulled you in here was talking.
“Y-Yes I’m…oh!” You cry turning to see yet another guy before you. The fear of what the last one was about to do welled up in your chest, stopping you dead.
“Hmm? Oh sorry!” He cries, letting go of your shoulders and stepping back, his hands held high. “Can’t blame you for being jumpy.”
His eyes were trying to look in any direction then yours. Was he… was he trying not to stare at you? Looking down you were painfully reminded just how alluring your current body was. Your large breasts showing much more flesh then you ever wanted. Absently you stared at a towel, wishing to pull it around you.
The guy took notice. “Oh uh, you can use those if you want. You can keep it if needed. My mom won’t mind buying some new ones…”
“I-If that’s okay.” You say in a low voice. The guy just nods and hands you one. It feels soft and wonderful. Protective almost as you wrap it around your shoulders and front.
“I’m sorry that happened.” He said, still trying not to stare. It was a big help in calming you down. The guy wasn’t a bad person. You could tell that now. He was big, but not as big as some of the other guys you’d see. He certainly looked to be in better shape then you were at that age though. With the fear of him gone, you were able to take in his image fully. His sandy brown hair resembled the hue of wheat. His emerald green eyes were full of worry and nervousness. Everything about him right now spoke clearly of his desire to help.
“H-He grabbed me a-and…” You shivered, squeezing the towel closer to your body.
“Shhh shhh!” He soothed wanting to reach out and seemingly hug me, but knowing he shouldn’t. “He’s taken care of. He’s not just being escorted out of the party, cops will be called. Those were a couple of guys that guard my mom. I’ve known them for a while now, good people. Asked them all to help keep order.”
He smiled, reaching to put a hand on my shoulder, before hesitating. “Uh so yeah he’s not coming back, but I can have them escort you home or something.”
I looked at him as he stood there a bit more then dropped his arm again. Poor guy. He just wanted to make me feel safe, but given he’s a guy and I’m a scared girl he wasn’t sure how to proceed.
Scared girl… yeah I was.
“T-Thank you.”
He looked startled but smiled wider, relief in his expression. “You’re welcome. I’m Rick. Rick Barkingston.”
“Barkinston!” I exclaimed, nearly dropping the towel. That’s right! He said his mom would buy more when he offered me the towel! That meant this was his house! So he was that son Allison and Gloria mentioned!
“Yep, the son of the great Maria.” He sighed. “Not who you thought I’d be huh?”
“Oh uh I only just heard of you tonight!” I quickly said, hoping not to offend him. “I just didn’t think I’d run into you!”
“Well you don’t seem the type to make fun of me at least.” He says with another sigh. “Sorry It’s not important. I want to make sure YOU are okay. Do you have friends I can call?”
“Uh, I know an Allison and a Gloria, but I also sorta only… just met them.” I reply quietly, tapping my index fingers together in shame. “Oh! But Gloria is known as Glory! One guy called her the Glory chick! And Allison said you tutored her?”
The look on Rick’s face said he knew exactly who I meant. “Well that’s a relief. If I get you back to them you’ll be fine.” Then after a pause. “I’m almost tempted to tell them both who tried to hurt you. He’d be lucky if he could walk after they got done.”
Yikes! You had a feeling Gloria was scary, but apparently Alison was too!
Unlocking the door he peeked out as yet another big sharp dressed guy peeked in. He whispered a few words to him and the guy nodded and took off.
“He’ll find them.” The awkwardness diminished a bit as he stretched. “Gotta say I kinda wish I didn’t let my mom talk me into this party. Then we wouldn’t have had this happen.”
“Actually I’m glad she did!” You say, unable to help it. His expression showed clearly he didn’t follow your logic.
“I-It’s just that… if this party had happened elsewhere I uh… wouldn’t have had you helping me…” You felt better now, but you weren’t sure if you’d ever want this body again after tonight. The thought of what might have been.
It made your blood run cold.
“Oh uh. I guess that makes sense.” He says with mild astonishment his gazing rising to stare at the ceiling. “I’ve not had much luck interacting with people tonight so I was on the lookout for anything ‘bad’. I’ve known that ass Teddy for a while. I know for a fact what kind of guy he is and that you are NOT his girlfriend. So I figured foul play, and well, looks like I was spot on.”
He shakes his head. “I’m going to make sure this is properly reported. In fact, can I get your number? I might need you to speak with the cops.”
Crap! Horseapples and crap! How am I supposed to talk to cops when I might not be who I am in an hour?!
“Huh? Oh! Oh geez n-no no! Not like that!” Rick stammers waving his hands. “I can get Allison or Gloria to call you later if you want! I promise I’m not trying to ask you out!”
Huh? Ask you?
…He asked for your phone number. You were currently a pretty girl and got asked for your phone number.
You couldn’t help it. You began to laugh.
“I wasn’t worried about that!” You blurt out, thankful to speak before things got any more mixed up. “It’s just… I uh left my phone at home and don’t remember my number. It's uh a new phone!” You weren’t sure how convincing you were, but Rick seemed to buy it.
“Oh! Uh yeah of course!” He groans with a face palm. “Sorry I just. Damn it I’m bad at this. I wish I could just be a girl. This wouldn’t feel so awkward!”
“It uh, probably wouldn’t help much…” You say. If this was an anime there’d probably be a sweat drop by your head.
“Well it’d make it easier for me to comfort you without it being weird.” He retorted, scratching his head. Guess You couldn’t argue against that. You never really thought about it, but girls were a lot more physical with their interactions then guys were.
“S-sorry am I making you nervous?” You asked letting the towel slowly drop. “I mean I know how I look. Believe me I do…”
“M-Maybe just a little…” He replied, his gaze refusing to go near you again. It was kinda cute. Wait.. did you just think a boy was cute?
“It’s uh okay to touch my shoulders… Thank you for trying to comfort me.” Poor guy. You couldn’t help but wonder if he had any friends. Did he have a girlfriend? Being the son of a celeb might make him popular a little, but did those people hang with him for him or his mom?
“Oh uh, sure next time.” He rubbed the back of his head. “A-Anyway I’m glad you’re safe. Soon as your friends get here I’ll get out of your hair okay?”
He kinda looks like a scared animal. Nervous and alone. There was something else too. Something you can’t put your finger on, but something about the few glances he stole at your body carried the sense of desire you’d think, but also.. Jealousy?
You have no idea what possessed you to do it, but before you knew it you were giving him a hug. This time it felt good. Nice even. You didn’t exactly feel any attraction to him, but you didn’t hate this feeling.
“Thank you so much for saving me!” Then feeling a bit humorous, “And for the record I bet you’d make a great girl!”
“Thanks…” He replies slowly giving you a hug back. Odd that wasn’t the answer you expected to hear. At least not like that. You would think he’d deny such a claim, say ‘No way!’ or something.
“Maybe I could be Rainbow Dash to your Fluttershy?” He adds in a half-joking matter himself. You smile to reply before something wells up inside you. Something that you shouldn’t be able to feel.
The feeling of the green fire!
With a flash it’s here and gone. You wince ready to have Rick demand to know why there was a big guy hugging him, except. Except you can still feel your massive boobs pressing against his chest. You were still Fluttershy.
Also there seem to be two lumps pressing back into your own…
“W-What the hay!?” You hear a very familiar and frankly worrying voice screech at you. That sounded a lot like…
The new ‘girl’ pushes you away to stare into the mirror. “Am I Rainbow Dash!? Why am I Rainbow Dash!?”
It was true. The guy hugging you just a moment ago was now the splitting image of what Rainbow Dash from Equestria Girls might look like when eighteen. Same Equestrian girls outfit as well.
You can only stare at the female with you in utter shock. How?! How did this happen? Was Flurry nearby?
Turning to go open the door and look, you freeze again as you see it’s wide open with two familiar girls staring at you both.
“Did… did Rick just change into Rainbow Dash?” Gloria asked, pointing in awe. “You all saw that right?”
“Flutter- Fiona did you… did you do that?” Allison asks, looking from you to the new girl. Rick or ‘Rainbow Dash’ is too busy poking her face while staring in the mirror to pay you all any mind.
“I uh… it’s uh… I’m uh not sure where to start my uh… outfit is magic and-”
“HEY! WHO LET A LITTLE GIRL IN HERE!” You hear someone yell from the living room.
“AH WE’VE BEEN SPOTTED! ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION BIG BROTHER!” Flurry yells back.
Fear fueling your actions, you bolt out of the bathroom, knowing full well she’s running off. You have just enough time to see her exit the house before you jump over the railing, falling perfectly on the ground as if you could glide downward.
“DID YOU SEE THAT!?” You hear Gloria scream from the balcony before you rush out of the house. Thankfully you were fast enough to see your step sister disappear down the street, your own legs pushing you after her. You practically leap over the fence, some sort of magic aiding you.
You’d have to worry about what just happened later. You couldn’t let Flurry Heart get away!
Author's Note
And it's two days PAST Halloween before the next part is up. Well I should have known with the Holidays coming work would pick up. Sorry it's taking longer than I hoped, but I PROMISE YOU. We'll finish this even if it's Christmas time come the last part.
You've chosen the first choice! Now as you follow Sarah, you will find yourself somewhere else! You have five more scenarios you can choose from!
Poll is here: Just a reminder, yes it's behind a pay wall on my Patreon. Again I understand if you can't pay anything, but this IS an attempt at getting more backers so I might get some extra cash for the Holidays. Voting will be behind the pay wall, but the story itself will be free here for all of you!
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