“I have a very defined set of skills, skills that will make you happy, skills that will make you the best welcome to ponyville cake in the world!! I will find you and I will party with you!!” She said marching into the boutique as her eyes scanned the room looking for the new pony.
Is that a Taken reference? Awesome!
Edit: Of course the moment I read down a few more lines......
So, future possibilities: Warm smile and pinkie get together. Warm and the CMC get together. Combination of the above. Warm and some/all of the mane 6 get together. Everyone gets together and has a massive orgy. Best option
I liked smart, information and learning things was fascinating especially of something not of your world. She was also a adorable dork who probably oblivious in the cutest of ways, oh the fun I’m going to have when I learn magic. If I was a evil villain I probably would of laughed and had evil lighting crash behind me as I did so, but I refrained.
Hey, it worked for Fluttershy that one time.
Also, i'll say this much: you could use a proofreader. No offense
“M-Mommy?” Scootaloo said very softly, making Fluttershy’s face go through several emotions at once before she took the very tired Scootaloo into her hooves kissing her face gently.
“I'm here my little spark.” she says back to the filly very softly as Scootaloo buried herself into Fluttershy’s chest.
She’s way more stronger than me
Perhaps I was simply too jaded and she was a river that flowed over the hard stone of my personality
“Its okay, Fluttershy I'll get better real quick yeah? Don't be too hard on Scootaloo, its all our fault not just her’s.”
respond to my commands and m if I started winking at him?
Rarity and I sat down on the bench and I asked her simple questions about her business.
I trailed off feeling nervous, was I lying this on too thick?
of your head to the end of your tail.
my brain was having a hayday as it tried to connect itself to my new limb.
My slack jawed amazement must of been humorous to Rarity and Dr. Dream Healer as they chuckled softly.
oval in shape indicating the the color cones of my eyes were smaller than a human’s or perhaps more defined.
the three dimensional image of my head so he could look at particular parts of my brain.
“Okay.” He said as he took a crystal from his pocket and the image was sucked into it. Huh, crystal tech, impressive.
Krypton Technology!!
some regenerative potions and some minor healing spells.” he said as he pulled out a pencil for his clipboard and wrote things down
on how it actually works and what it affects,
than normal but by using it I'm also inviting more impurities
wider and more spread out so things could be easily navigated. The large 18th century gothic bathtub was what I expected from Rarity, it had a wide back so one could essentially lay down on their back in the water. A small in table sat next to it where a candle and a vase with a few flowers sat next to it.
poured a powder into the bath’s baths bottom.
and soon bubbles began to form where the running water hit the pool beneath it.
Well, this was Sweetie Belle’s sister, she was somewhat of a stranger to me.
two of which had bite marks where they were nothing but stems left.
looked me over as I gave her a very soft smile.
“Well this is peachy.” I said sipping my mango smoothie in a fine china tea cup, I dipped a few tea bags in for good measure.
Mmmmm mango!
“Any non reason you decided to see me?” I asked looking at the garden of singing ginseng off to my lefting right.
she needed to talk to Tia when she woke.
Oh I had nothing against it, I supported it even,
Oh Gods she wanted to do the sex talk too.
The princesses are super duper ruper nice!
Except for the watermelon. Celestia
“C-Can I still throw you a welcome to Ponyville party?” she asked looking hopeful. My brain screeched to a grinding stop as I looked at possibly my favorite pony in all of Equestria, I didn't want to make her sad like ever. A sad Pinkie is like a really really burnt cookie aftertaste that never went away when you eat it.
“Okay… yes, but!!” I said as her face lit up like Christmas morning, I held up a hoof.
How about just a “get well soon” party!
“It's just gotta be me and you, okay? Everypony would think its really weird that you are throwing a welcome to Ponyville party to Sweetie Belle.”
“Really?” she asked intrigued, “Well you are aren't the Sweetie Sweetie so you wouldn't know,
“Wowie, nopony ever thought of me as their favorite right off the bat.” She whispered giving me a nuzzle which I nuzzled her back.
Here was happiness, here was was magic, here was hope.
We think about things way too much and thus
“Yeah!!” I squeaked, damn my own cuteness. “Pinkie wanted to throw me a ‘Get well Sweetie Belle and glad you’re safe’ Party!” I called over, Pinkie Pie gave me a very happy look and I could see the childlike excitement to throw a party dancing in her baby blues.
Hey there we go!!!
“What's the surprise then?” I asked
The arches were tall as a five stories with long
but most were just dunderheads too blind to see their own destruction.
“No, unfortunately, you got the rare few who were saints in all but mainly they tend to be overwhelmed by the greed humans have.
She laughed as I laughed too, thank the nine divines that Twilight is and always will be a adorkable pony.
Applejack and Fluttershy were just as beautiful as Rarity and Rainbow Dash, all having distinct features about them that made them beautiful. Fluttershy’s long pink hair had a silky look to it that said it was extremely well kept, her muzzle was smaller than Rarity's and her eyes had different accents to them as her skull and genetics were different from my sisters (apostrophe) in a sort of fascinating sort of way as artists most of the time just gave everyone a template to work off of.
Perhaps I was simply to (too) jaded and she was a river that flowed over the hard stone of my personality eroding it away to a happier underside.
Here I was, first ever human mental construct in Ponyville!! Take that brony fandom!! Even if you did have thousands upon thousands of human in equestria (capitalize) fanfictions of every possible combination! I took this as a weak victory but a victory nonetheless!! The village was....(as)…. much a town as any sprawling country villa in jolly old England, the only thing it was missing was the endless rain. It certainly did have a theme that screamed ‘I AM A QUIET AND PEACEFUL VILLAGE PLEASE PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE FOREST OF DEATH ONLY A KILOMETER AWAY FROM ME! NO WE DO NOT GROW ANY OTHER FRUIT THANKS’
Oh boy, I really hope this Dream Healer bloke wasn't some hot stud muffin that would make my lower bits tingle the moment I looked at him. It was awkward enough that my body didn't respond to my commands and m(what) if I started winking at him? Dear Celestia, I don't think I could handle it.
“W-Well, I remember some things mainly ponies names and sometimes their history. I don't remember anything about magic, o-or where my home is, I know its (apostrophe) here, but I don't remember where it is exactly. I can only remember one thing from my foalhood but the rest is j-just… blank.” I trailed off feeling nervous, was I lying (laying) this on to thick? It was believable right? Hell I couldn't remember my name or who I was but I could remember things like video games and the show perfectly.
“Oh! Y-Yes, ahem she had two others with her when it happened they claim a large bolt of lightning had struck her horn. The medicine pony that was on sight (site) said she had shown signs of being shocked very badly.” Rarity said clearing her throat and quickly tearing her eyes up to his. Smooth, diamond butt.
The good doctor spell was finished I could see a faint glow over my coat. My left eye could see small dots of a brighter glow in my body where they pulsed ever so gently. My slack jawed amazement bust of (must have) been humorous to Rarity and Dr. Dream Healer as they chuckled softly.
“I did notice a change to your hippocampus and Entorhinal cortex its a tad bigger than it should be for someone your age, I’m not sure if that's got to do with your memory issues but I don't see any swelling so you should be fine. Retrograde amnesia is still a mystery to neuroscience on how it actually works and what if affects, the shock was powerful enough to....(have)…. jumbled up any memories or information because the brain does run on electrical impulses.” He said looking at both of us, before continuing to write down on his clipboard.
So basically, I had more magic than normal but by using it im (apostrophe) also inviting more impurities into my body as the magic flows out. It reminded me that similar to a pore in the skin and how dirt can get trapped if you didn't clean your skin well, but as time went on the less and less impurities I would accumulate.
Here, in Sweetie Belle emotions coursed through me in a way I never knew it (they) could. They felt ‘real’ rather than just a act that my other logical side was watching. No disassociation, just there.
She hummed as she made her way up the stairs and directly into a large bathroom that was obviously designed for (with) ponies in mind. Everything was lower to the ground, wider and more spread out so thing (things) could be easily navigated. The large 18th century gothic bathtub was what I expected from Rarity, it had a wide back so one could essentially lay down on their back in the water. A small in (end) table sat next to it where a candle and a vase with a few flowers sat next to it.
With a magical turn of the knobs, the distant sound of water rushing through pipes followed which explosively poured out of the main faucet head. Hot water steam rose from the draining bathtub which Rarity stopped it with a plug and swiftly she poured a powder into the bath’s baths bottom.
I suddenly felt a rush of heat touch my cheeks at the thought of being in a bath with my sister. Well, the (she) was Sweetie Belle’s sister, she was somewhat of a stranger to me. A beautiful, very attractive stranger that I had seen waaaaay too much porn of. I didn't mean the anthro kind either.
It smelled of fresh flowers and dust in here, her room a semicircle that had a window, a vanity with mirror, a tall dresser cabinet, a chest near the window with toys stuffed into it and her bed which was a soft green and had heart printed pillows of the same green color. A vase of freshly picked flowers on the vanity was what made the flower smell, two of which had bite marks where they (there) were not but stems left.
She lifted the covers and placed me on the downey (downy) soft bed and the equally soft covers over me. My head sunk back into a nice pillow that was cool and felt like it breathed very well, Rarity looked me over as I have (gave) her a very soft smile.
Unless "downey" is British? You guys are the exception to Mark Twain's comment "Foreigners always spell better than they pronounce"
I dug my hoof a little deeper making me squirm under the strange but pleasant feelings, muscles I didn't even knew (know) I had made a pleasurable squeezing making me moan as I winked for the first time.
When the tightness was unbearable and I couldn't take it any longer, a rough wild shove against myself broke the damn (dam). A single syllable keen left me with a trembling spasm throughout my body, colors seeming to go blurry as my brain was pumped with feel good chemical cocktails making my eyes roll.
“Oh yes indeed, I haven't had this much fun since the Beatles took me on that fabulous trip across the countryside using a corn chip as a vehicle.” He laughed as a statue of liberty brake (break) danced across the gulf right behind him. I flew my colors thanks, God save the queen, what's what! I adjusted my white mustache and monocle.
Also "breakdance" is one word & "statue of liberty" is a name & should probably be capitalized.
Did she just say she was intimate with her friends? I shook my head, was I really walking into the poly side of Equestria? Hmm well considering this place probably had the very best example of what healthy polyamory should be. Oh I had nothing against it, supported....(it)…. even, I had even involved myself in one but my small group sort of broke off once a few toxic people ruined it.
“They are apart (two words)of my little herd, and I share my feelings and thoughts with them. They love me and I love them and I always try to be considerate of their feelings when it comes to the more intimate aspects of our dynamic. Some ponies aren't really like this, Applejack for example just likes one pony rather than a few and that is okay too because it is what makes her happy.”
“Twilight is new to my herd which originally was just myself, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash tends to switch between us and Fluttershy as Fluttershy is technically apart (2 words) of our herd but the dear is very very shy about relationships and trusts Dash more than anypony due to them being foalhood friends. Applejack isn't apart (2 words) of a herd, she is seeing a beautiful mare named Sunrise Beam who works on Rainbow Dash’s weather team though ironically Applejack prefers male company she makes a exception for her. She might have a micro herd of just herself ….(comma)….a stallion and her current marefriend.” Rarity said between bites of her food. I tried to eat the best I could without the use of hooves which was a bit messy.
“Twilight didn't have a herd or any close colt or marefriends, so she is adjusting to our dynamic. Pinkie Pie is just a bundle of platonic love mainly but on the rare occasion she pines after Twilight and myself for more affection. She and Rainbow have a more lighter bond with one another and often are just nuzzle buddies when they want love from one another. Rainbow is absolutely smitten with Fluttershy and Fluttershy while very shy still loves us much like how Twilight and I do but tends to keep to Rainbow because of that close familiar bond they have. I like to give affection to Twilight and Rainbow when they desire it and because of that I'm closest (closer) to them than the others.” she looked at me and my expression.
I just gaped at seeing Pinkie Pie for the first time, she was drop dead gorgeous like everyone (2 words) of my sister’s friends. Her wild curly mane was rather than a single blob in the show, actual frizzy curls her bright baby blues looked at the world with a bright light twinkling in her eye. She was broad like Applejack but more feminine in her appearance everything about her was round, and you could ever so see she had a thin layer of fat instead of muscle like Applejack did.
Which means somepony new is here! But....(but)…. but, I've been searching all over Ponyville for them and it lead (led) me here!!” she whined clearly distressed that she couldn't find the pony, mainly (namely) me, in question.
Pinkie dropped to her belly and sniffed the ground like a bloodhound would, crawling forward as she diligently continued her righteous quest of finding the newcomer and partying them. I watched her in abject horror and fascination as she walked and slid over things that would normally take more effort to get over. Often disappearing out of one out line of sight spot to appear in a entirely different spot not even close to where she had started.
I'm breaking this into 2 parts because the last post was getting so long, I worried about accidentally deleting it & having to do it over (I've done it before)
“Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie, best party pony in Ponyville!! Why do you look and sound just like Sweetie Belle? You don't smell like a changeling- oh oh oh!! Are you Sweetie Belle’s long lost twin sister!!” she whispered back excitedly, “But....(comma)…. but! I can tell Sweetie Belle is here too but you are also here but Sweetie is sitting in front of me! How can that be!? Are you both Sweetie Belle and somepony new?” she asked in her excited tone as her expression turned from one to the next at her speculations.
“Twilight isn't going to be back till next week, she is off in the San Palimo (Palimino) at a dig site where I supposedly came from. Because I don't remember anything before waking up as Sweetie Belle. Like I know things about myself but a lot of details like my parents, name, life history with others is just blank. Same with memories of Sweetie, I don't know anything but the more non private activities Sweetie Belle has done like her adventures with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo.” I said in a dejected way, this sucked. Pinkie scooted closer and nuzzled my ear trying to give me some comfort, I was happy that ponies were so affectionate it made it a lot easier to talk about these things.
“Its (apostrophe) okay. I know what that's like, watching somepony for so long you want to be loved by them... It’s why I joined Rarity’s herd, when she and Rainbow got together, crazy as it sounds, Rainbow is actually really soft and girly on the inside and Rarity understands what Rainbow really wants… I wanted to be apart (2 words) of their lives.” Pinkie said smiling and looking down at her own hooves.
“I… Um… I wanted to be apart (2 words) of your life… as friends or maybe even... lovers.” I cringed as I said this, it sounded really awkward coming from a young filly. My inner self slapped me on the knuckles for being such a weirdo but I distinctly remember even though I had been a entirely different species and knowing they were fictional characters that if I ever… ever had the chance I would try to pursue my three favorites, be it in human form or otherwise.
“Its (apostrophe)!” Pinkie said her voice little higher than the whisper we were keeping at, “Its (apostrophe)… not awkward… maybe a little bit.” I rolled my eyes, trust me I know Pinkie thank you for layering the cake.
I've always seen Pinkie as a (an) individual, someone who like her cannon counterpart was a crazy fun loving party pony who can bend time and space, but at the end of the day she had her own opinions and desires beyond just cupcakes and parties. I never really thought that Pinkie might feel undesired in a more romantic pretense (sense), though considering she nearly broke when she believed that her friends were avoiding her was the obvious sign that she wanted to be seen.
Even if that someone was in the body of her herd mate’s little sister. I seethed a little on the inside that she obviously felt that way so why didn’t my sister see it? Ah yes, of course, friendship lessons, they were oblivious to their own faults and thus never brought them up. Until Twilight manages to pull a miracle and notice then solve the problem with a few bits of common sense and logic, that's where she and I were similar. We think about things way to (too) much and thus when she’s observing things we break things down to their simple components.
“Sure!! Sounds like fun! Sweetie and I can go over to Sugar cube corner (capitalize)!” Pinkie announced, I smiled myself excited to see the Cakes and the fabled Sugar Cube Corner in reality.
“That sounds wonderful darling, just remember Sweetie is still recovering and is having a hard time with her own body listening to her so make sure to keep a close eye on her okay? Oh and make sure she does no magic, doctor's orders.” she tuted (tutted) coming over to me with Pinkie which she levitated me onto Pinkie’s back giving me a soft nuzzle....(and)…. a quick peck on the cheek.
“what's the surprise then?” I asked leaning back, ready to run if necessary things here tasted twice as good and I wasn't going to let Pinkie ruin it for me. Yes I know....(I)….. can’t run, but that doesn't mean I sure as hell can't try.
“Tell me about yourself Warm Smile~” Pinkie said turning a corner in the main square, which town hall was as majestic as it was in the show. The arches were tall as a five stories with long flowing banners of some sort of significance lining the walls between the long windows.
“Oh, yes, allow me to introduce my species, Homosapien (2 words) Sapien ala Human for short, which is Latin similar to pony-latin for Wise Man. In reality it is circumstantial whether or not we are wise, because humans can be immovable block heads that are so set in their ways that those in power do nothing to stop disease, crime, and the destruction of our ecosystems in the name of regressive progress.” I said snarky at the irony of my species, oh yes we could be great there were many examples of great philanthropy, but most were just dunderheads to (too) blind to see their own destruction.
It was like when I learned the hard way of trying to help someone, no one ever moved till they moved themselves, same with society until there was enough movement to change than (then) we simply just banged ourselves against the figurative wall.
Hot, shy and probably well endowed. I dare not look in case I have a weird hormonal surge and become blinded by a desire to be rotted (rutted). Embarrassing would not be the word I would use if that was the case.
To be honest I didn't know what the big deal was, peeing out of this organ felt no real different than peeing out the other only that it was set and you couldn't move it around. Pooping was easier I must admit and didn't smell as bad as if I were a full time red meat eater, still had to go through the motions of just relaxing and letting it out.
“Warm Smile?” Pinkie asked as I attempted to drag my own body across the plush couch I sat on similar to how a zombie with no lower torso would drag itself.
“You don’t have to say anything Pinkie, I'm already putting myself in the ring for making things more awkward than needed. Twelve Rounds, bare fist, knockout only.” I said through gritted teeth, the crawl being more effort than I thought. At least I was moving, so I take the small victory where I can.
I would guess that if Luna so desired she could just pull the moon in such a way she could cause a whole continent to sink beneath a tidal wave the size of eighteen empire state buildings. I shuddered at the thought that ponies and others had the audacity to even try, like if Chrysalis really had won what was she going to do when the sun slowly turned the land into a barren waste and so hot that it begins to create slag and lava? The other side if of the planet would turn into a icy death pit while the only livable space would become the line between night and day.
nightmare moon timeline just prove this to be wrong.
The volume of attention given to physical attributes and the surrounding environment to make this world seem tangible is marvelous. Makes me wish there was a way to classify stories that do this separately like their own genre.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zH3CtBvmDhE
this is playing during their dream sequence
Is that a Taken reference? Awesome!
Edit: Of course the moment I read down a few more lines......
I think you meant a desire to be rutted
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Nice chapter, I'm glad to find this one since it's my kind of story. I believe the sisters are here because of Warm Smile dreams.
So, future possibilities:
Warm smile and pinkie get together.
Warm and the CMC get together.
Combination of the above.
Warm and some/all of the mane 6 get together.
Everyone gets together and has a massive orgy. Best option
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I havent figured out what I want yet
I'll take suggestions tho
Hey, it worked for Fluttershy that one time.
Also, i'll say this much: you could use a proofreader. No offense
No. It's mango!
Krypton Technology!!
Mmmmm mango!
Except for the watermelon. Celestia
How about just a “get well soon” party!
Hey there we go!!!
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Unless "downey" is British? You guys are the exception to Mark Twain's comment "Foreigners always spell better than they pronounce"
Also "breakdance" is one word & "statue of liberty" is a name & should probably be capitalized.
I'm breaking this into 2 parts because the last post was getting so long, I worried about accidentally deleting it & having to do it over (I've done it before)
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nightmare moon timeline just prove this to be wrong.
The volume of attention given to physical attributes and the surrounding environment to make this world seem tangible is marvelous. Makes me wish there was a way to classify stories that do this separately like their own genre.