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I like the sound of this story and I can't wait to read the consequent chapters to follow. I am indeed intriegued as to where this may go. I am going to most definitely going to keep track of this story. This was an interestingly solid start and you have most definetively caught my interest.
I shall await for more whenever you decide to update this tale.
-Frost
that's *rite* of passage.
Anyone else think of that old lollipop ad with the owl?
I'm addicted to this already.
Someone's been reading Robert Louis Stevenson again, it seems...
Here's a better version:
You see, I messed with something I shouldn't have, a simple spell - an enchantment, to be more precise - I was working on and to be fair it worked...only too well. I-I didn't mean to... I thought that if I could pull off Starswirl's unfinished spell then I could do this on my own. I'm paying the price for my mistake now, and ever since then the changes come at random. I still haven't worked out what brings it on, but each time...I lose myself.
...and each time the transformation lasts just that little bit longer. Originally it only lasted a couple of hours, but now I remain that way a full day...
"Dusk?" Spike, a small purple dragon, called out to the basement
I smiled in satisfaction as I mixed the ingredients. It was a pain to get a hold of them, but a little prodding here and there in the right places allowed me to get these extremely rare substances, and in some cases going out to actually gather the ingredients myself. Zecora, thankfully, was kind enough to point me in the right direction to find them and also showing me how to properly distill and prepare the herbs.
I made sure I used very precise measurements for this catalyst, sometimes it was good to be a perfectionist. I only had one shot at making it work - someof the herbs I used only grow once every fifty years.
The mixture glowed a faint pink, as it solidified into a crystal.
And what is this spell supposed to do? You have a pile of herbs you've mixed into a potion that you've allowed to crystalize, leaving you with a chunk of magically imbued crystal - which itself would be a separate recipe - and now you're going to enchant it... to do what? If it's supposed to be a charm to help with shyness, a piece of crystal's pretty unwieldly. You cut it into a gem and stick it on a bit of jewelry after enchanting, that leaves you with a bunch of little shards of enchanted gem - how are you going to get rid of those safely?
Y'know, there's already an alchemical concoction that helps with shyness. 'S called alchohol, or so I'm told.
the crystal was done at last and I was about to place it in the center of the pedestal.
if it can fuck up...it will, and in the biggest possible way.
Naming it Derpy's Law here... I approve.
I must have lost track of time. As I worked into the night creating the crystal, I didn't realize the moon was out, shining it's rays right on the crystal I was holding. This wasn’t good - the light of the moon was the next part in creating my enchantment, and I needed it to make the enchantment a permanent one.
...I thought Dusk was in the basement. Where's this moonlight coming from? Even the crystal castle of friendship would presumably be cloudy enough to be effectively opaque - otherwise, consider how little privacy he'd have. For that matter, Spike would've been able to see that Dusk was in the basement if it wasn't opaque.
You're holding the crystal, pup. If you had tripped and dropped the crystal near a window, then you might get a pass. But this? Just move the bloody thing out of the way, or move between the crystal and the moon. You're worse than a Spark, at least they wait until a mechanical failure to be fatalistic.
I spoke too soon as the crystal exploded with a flash of blinding, lavender light. I was overwhelmed by the magic and thrown across the room like I was backhanded by an enraged Manticore.
And no, you didn't speak too soon. Speaking too soon is for people trying to claim that something won't happen.
This lab in the basement with a window that moonlight could come in from. You get Discord to design your castle or something?
...For that matter, IS this the crystal castle? We're in Ponyville, based on later chapters, but there's no clear indication of what structure this is. The treebrary wouldn't really be able to have basement windows - the basement there would be more likely a mere hole, and thus lack the stability needed to have a window along a ceiling. The crystal castle of Friendship could, but it doesn't really fit the general design asthetic.
I practically had to bend over backwards to get a hold of them.
Something seemed determined to not allow me to sleep
My heart was pounding - why did this feel so good?
By Celestia, I was practically radiating heat!
I could feel something building up throughout my body, starting from my stomach. It was drowning me in a sinfully pleasant feeling that washed over me from head to toe, the kind of feeling you could get addicted to...
and I couldn't help but reach down into my boxers...only to find nothing there, replaced by something moist.
My heart was racing at this new sensation, it was overwhelming my very being with utter bliss. With each caress, I was working myself up into a frenzy,
...I'm not sure what's going on here. Is this Dusk noticing that he's not caring that his bits are swapped, and being concerned that he isn't concerned? It almost sounds like it is, but the wording is just this side of gibberish.
If it is, then perhaps this would be a better way to put it:
A little voice inside me was concerned that I wasn't worried that my stallionhood was replaced by a now wet pussy, but it felt so good to touch and rub that I couldn't bring myself to care.
watching my usually short hair lengthen from the corner of my eyes.
I could hear something rip and tear. The seams of my boxers gave way as my widening hips and growing plush backside slowly filled out, getting plumper and fuller.
Each little pulse of growth giving off such a heavenly shock throughout my body.
I could feel my t-shirt tighten against my chest until, in the heat of the moment, I tore it off, groping and fondling my new found swelling chest, each caress and grope seemingly urging on the growth.
I could faintly hear the pitch of my voice soften
My waist narrowed, and everything else just seemed to snap into place.
I stood up, looked around a bit and stretched. What amazed me was the vision of beauty that greeted me in the mirror.
"I bet if anypony saw me now they'd probably want to fuck me silly."
I felt so confident and desirable.
I took a moment to look at my body. My mane and tail were still the same colour, as was my lavender fur.
you know what they say about the shy ones.
but I reconsidered as something naughtier came to mind.
Luna was making her way back to her room, tiredness setting in from the early morning hour. She let out a yawn as she entered her private chambers.
She was frustrated at her sister's attitude. Luna couldn't understand why Celestia kept her away from Celestia's prized student, Dusk Shine.
Celestia had some nerve invading her dreams...that was Luna's territory. She couldn't deny that the thought of, in her sisters own words, "Giving him the ride of a life time" appealed to her.
Luna knew she'd seen her somewhere before, but where...
I got up, stretching and spreading my wings, "The name's Twilight...Twilight Sparkle. Kind of fitting considering the time, don’t you think?"
Luna backed away until I had her back to the wall, my breasts pushing up against her own well endowed chest.
"B-back off at once!" or "B-back off this instant!"
All to yourself, to be the one in control, or would you rather watch while your guards have their nasty way with me?
I had to hand it to Lulu, she’s a tougher nut to crack than I realized.
Well you know what they say about having fun...
And suddenly we're in third person. Or do we have another previously unmentioned mystery mare lurking on the balcony?
It would explain why the window was open; I could remember feeling hot.
I guess having all that hard work crumble into dust just took it all out of me. I got dressed, and made a start on cleaning my lab before going back to the drawing board.
As I cleaned, I felt restless, like I was craving something, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I put it out of my mind - I could figure it out later, and I had work that needed doing.
Derpy's Law
Those two words made me laugh.
Tracking and thumbs up for that and of course the Story.