Oh, hi... Names Light Glare (Although I mostly go by Glare, I'm not anywhere near cool enough to go by Light) If you read first part of this what I'm tentatively going to call adventure (Complete train wreck seams more accurate though) You'll know what happened with my sister and the spell book that I got her. If you haven't allow me to give you the really quick version; She turned me into a girl.
Yeah, that happened.
Turns out she's got magical powers and I found her a book from her dreams... (This is seriously what happened, my life has officially flown waaaay off the rails) ...and somehow she was able to make the spells in it work.
Now imagine for arguments sake you happened to... antagonise said magical sibling and she used a spell to get revenge on you. This, given the circumstances would be a fair enough get back. If not for one tiny detail...
There was no counter spell.
Yeah.... That happened. So for now I'm stuck as a girl and a big sister instead of a big brother while I wait for help form my high schools resident magical girls.
You know despite my situation (Or perhaps a bit more because of it now) I like how I live a life where it was a cold hard fact of life that my high school has magical girls attending. They literally fought magical she demons at any school event that happened to be happening. Personally I was really hoping this could happen during the exams, would make them a hell of a lot more exciting. (That and Magical She demons are considerable less terrifying than exams)
That being said the exams where months away and I was a girl now. So one step at a time.
As I looked myself over in the mirror the next morning I suppose it could have been a lot worse. for one thing I was... Well kinda hot.
It's not like I had a future in modelling or anything... (Unless the agency was really desperate) ...but I was defiantly their on the hotness factor. I was...
You know the best looking girl in a class? Yes? Good now you know how she has the friend who's almost as good looking and if you like girls you'd still try to get with them even though you know you don't really have a chance but god dammit you're still going to try anyway? That was me. The above average best friend.
Anyway, this was what I was being treated too that morning as I looked in the mirror.
"Wow... this is really me now..." I muttered, looking down at myself. It was strange, seeing a body that wasn't yours in the mirror doing everything you did. Every small gesture, every twitch on your face. Every movement was being mirrored.
I raised my hand, yup the girl in the reflection was doing the same thing. I moved it forward to touch the mirror and once again she mirrored me... (seeing as it was a mirror that was to be expected, however mirrors tend to reflect you, not...) ...Raising her hand and touching the cold glass.
I stood there for a second. The hand wasn't mine, it didn't look even close to mine. My hands are kinda too big and the nails are an absolute mess (probably because I'm one of those people who wont stop biting my nails no matter how bad an idea it is.) The hand in front of me however, it was kind of small and delicate looking. with neatly tamed nails and slender fingers. I took them off the glass and gave them a wiggle. It still looked weird, however actually looking at my fingers helped, they weren't the girl in the mirrors hands, they where mine. I clenched them... Then I looked up again.
This was my body okay, I want to make that perfectly clear, it was mine now, the door was locked and my sister was still asleep (Dazzle is one of those people who just falls asleep and wont wake up for anything. Believe me I've had to try some extreme methods to get her up in the morning. One time I tilted her whole bed up and she just went to sleep on the floor. Didn't even flinch, just kept on sleeping. Another time I dropped the cat on her and she just started hugging him like a stuffed animal. I even brought the hose in one time and even that didn't work. Basically I have a wheal barrow on standby because it might be the only way you can get her where she needs to be on time.
Anyway, I was alone, the door was locked and it was my body. Slowly I pulled of my pyjama shirt and looked at my new torso.
I was reminded of a quote from a Youtuber 'Tits have a way of making themselves noticed.' And boy where they right.
Having no actual knowledge on sizes or anything I couldn't tell you how big they where, but they where defiantly above average. And well, they where mine...
I slowly raised my hand and well... Confirmed their existence lets say that. For quite a while.
You can call me a perv however you would do the same thing, and if you're thinking: 'Already got em, never dun it' One: I don't believe you. and Two: Okay, imagine you had what I was the proud owner of until yesterday. Bet you'd do something similar if you suddenly had one of those.
Anyway I got on with the actual reason i was in the bathroom, partly to stare and confirm this was happening (Big tick on that one) and partly so I could do what a bathroom was designed for. Taking a piss.
I wont go into details (and I suspect you don't want them) but it was not a pleasant experience, not in the slightest.
Still it was done and if I was lucky I'd be a man again by lunch and never have to worry about it again.
...
I was surprised I could smell cooking when I headed downstairs, decked out in shorts I'd been given yesterday by Rarity (One of the magical girls who I'd had the luck to bump into) a pair of my boxers, which actually fit despite my body sudden change. And the bra she'd given me the day before topped of with a shirt from my favourite racing game.
Anyway it was a surprise to smell cooking as I headed downstairs, mostly because it meant someone other than me was up that morning. I foresaw three possibilities and all of them scared me.
Possibility one: Dazzle was up and attempting to cook again. This was both the most and least likely explanation. For one thing it would require her to actually be awake in the morning (For an Eleven year old she spends a heck of a lot of time in bed) and for another thing you'd think the last time we had the fire brigade over would have been a big enough hint to stay away.
Possibility two: Mum and Dad where back from their three month trip early, which would be bad because I was in no way ready for them to see me like this and as stated before we had no counter spell.
That still left possibility three: We had a burgler who was immensely polite and had decided that as compensation for robbing us they'd make us breakfast.
Out of everything I was praying for option one. Dazzle may be a walking disaster area in the kitchen but at least we had fire extinguishers to deal with that.
Stepping down the stairs I looked over the banisters to glance into the kitchen. Thankfully my prays had been answered (Well one of them anyway) and it was Dazzle cooking.
"I thought Captain Firestorm had asked you to never cook again." I said as I walked into the room.
Dazzle jumped and span around to look at me. I couldn't help but smile at the expression on her face. Clearly she was not ready for me.
"Well that buggers the whole endeavour." She said in a blunt tone that I was all to used to hearing coming from her. I snorted, we where primarily a Birtish family and it did my heart proud to know that although her time their was short she'd at least picked up proper British swearing.
"Morning Sis." I said, looking over at her as I went to survey the damage. To my immense surprise not a single thing was scorched or broken. Given she was making toast that doesn't sound like much of an achievement but believe me when Dazzle's cooking that really is.
"Morning Bro, could you go back up to bed?" She asked as she pulled open the cutlery draw, which promptly fell out and scattered stuff everywhere.
"Not with that racket I can't, now care to explain why you're doing something you've been advised strongly advised against doing again after you nearly set the house on fire?" Actually she had set the house on fire last time, but I was trying to be nice and we got shiny new kitchen out of it last time, so you know; silver linings.
"I was trying to make you breakfast in bed, I wanted to apologise given... you know..." She looked at me. I smiled. No matter how big a fowl mouthed cynic she could be; Sunrise Dazzle is, at her heart; an Eleven year old girl who felt bad about doing something unpleasant to her big brother.
I smiled putting a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey I told you I'm fine, we're getting help with the counter spell today anyway, so don't worry about it..."
She looked up at me, her eyes big and a smile starting to form.
"Thanks Bro..."
"... And I'd rather not burn to death before getting this fixed you know..."
Okay got another thing to add onto: it doesn't look like it but this is something to put on my: List of things about my sister that would surprise you: she is incredibly strong.
"You jerk!" She cried, hitting me again. It was the one time during this mess that I was happy to not have my regular equipment downstairs, mostly because if I had had it I would be in so much pain right now.
"Ow..." I muttered, using my big sibling powers to spare myself from any future damage (She may be strong but she's eleven and short, I'm a teenager and reasonably tall for my age, I could keep her away from me pretty easily.) and looked down on her.
"That hurt you know." I said, she glared back at me (Which still feels like a pun no matter what I do)
"Well Sisters shouldn't be rude to their siblings for trying to do something nice for them." she shot back.
While that was true...
"The last time you tried cooking you suffered smoke inhalation and you where in the hospital for a week. I think I have a right to be worried after that." I said. She looked back at me.
"It's okay, I figured it out." She said. I looked at her.
"That's what you said before you ended up in the hospital last time." I responded, she smiled.
"Yeah but I didn't have a spell book last time." She responded.
My turn to glare at her.
"You mean the same book I told you not to use again?" I said, looking at the offending book lying on the dining table.
"I wanted try again, I mean I just made it so nothing could catch fire around me... and it was just the toaster..."
Fun fact about Dazzle; She cannot do the cute puppy dog eye's thing, it just looks like she needs to go poop really badly, but in this case she was doing in sincerely and it almost looked right.
I looked at her, her denim dress and her pink shirt, her blue hair tied back into two small pigtails and her big orange eyes... I smiled and ruffled her hair.
"I'll forgive you, just be careful around that book okay?"
She nodded and said she'd bring me my toast in a second. Figuring she couldn't have messed it up too badly I made my way to the sitting room and turned on the TV. Not to actually watch TV, I wanted to go online and take advantage of the big screen being available for once (Dazzle claims it most days)
I sat down on the sofa and tried to get comfortable. Not that I stayed that way for long because Dazzle shoved my legs of the sofa after setting the tray down on the coffee table.
"So, is it good?" She asked as I took a bite of the toast she'd made.
I nodded as I chewed, I mean it was toast. So long as the toaster didn't burst into flames it was going to taste the same.
Dazzle seamed happy at that and made a grab for the remote, which I held out of reach while looking for something to put on.
Eventually I settled on a 'lets play' no sane sibling would let an eleven year old watch. But I knew my sister and she was already watching this guys stuff so sod it! It wasn't like it could corrupt her anymore... besides it was just some dating sim, how bad could it possibly be?
...
"Sis."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGG... Yes Bro?"
"Did you know that was going to happen?"
"Yes, but I wasn't... no, just no... any other questions?"
"Nope that was all."
"Good, now if you'll excuse me, GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Okay, officially a jerk move to hide a horror game as a dating sim; at this point a sane person would stop the video and find some way to calm their sibling. however I am not most siblings and as such I went to go answer the door, while she continued watching out of some kind of morbid curiosity.
Anyway I approached the door and pulled it open.
"Oh, Hi you must be Light Glare, I'm... Whats with the screaming?" Sunset Shimmer asked as she pocked her head through the door.
"Oh that's Dazzle getting a reminder that she's eleven and some stuff is disturbing no matter how tough you think you are." I said. I shouldn't be so smug, but I knew she'd seen worse and would probably be fine.
"Oh, okay, anyway I'm Sunset Shimmer." She responded.
Smiling I pulled the door open.
"Yeah I know, come on in; and you too Rarity." I said, letting the two girls in.
Once they where across the threshold I turned and yelled:
"Hey Dazzle quite being traumatised by the unexpected dating sim suicide monstrosity, we got magical girls here!" I called out. Rarity and Sunset looked at me weirdly, although they where shocked when Dazzle appeared in the hall, just staring at them, mouth open.
"Is, is it true?" She asked, looking up at them with hope in her eyes.
"Is what true?" Sunset asked, apparently surprised by just how small Dazzle was, or how she moved into the hallway so fast. Or maybe it was the eyes, Orange is not a common eye colour after all; well it was to me, I've always had them and so does most of the family come to think of it.
"You, you turn into magical horse girls and fight evil." She said. I could tell she was hoping for them to say yes, mostly so she could squee at being in the presence of real life magical girls (and confirm I hadn't been dicking her around for the last few months, not that I would, you should never dick around your little sister)
"Well yes that is something we do, your names Dazzle right?" Rarity asked, bending down slightly so the pair where at eye level.
"She knows my name!" Dazzle squeaked, before passing out and falling over. Rarity and Sunset looked at me and I smiled awkwardly.
"Probably should have mentioned she's a fan huh?"
...
We left Dazzle to recover on the sofa, moving through to the kitchen I got the girls a drink and showed them the book.
The more I looked at it the less sure I am on why exactly I thought it was appropriate to give to a little girl. The thing was old and kind of decrepit. its cover was stained with all sorts of disgusting patches. The pages where torn and smudged and barely lined up anymore. However despite its outwardly crappy appearance there was something about the book that gave it a presences. Maybe it was the bits of gold clasps stuck to it (what little remained anyway) Maybe it was the shooting star that could just about be seen on the cover.
Or possibly it was the glowy blue letters on the cover, I dunno one of the three.
"So this is it?" Sunset asked as she picked up the book. I nodded.
"Yup that's the one, please don't ask me what it was doing on Amazon though..." I muttered, looking at the cursed thing.
"Well it looks the business to me, but what do you think Sunset?" Rarity asked, turning towards the bacon haired girl sitting next to her.
Sunset sat in silence for a few seconds before looking at me.
"Glare?"
"Sunset." I said.
"Can your sister really read this?" Sunset asked, putting the book down, showing the pages and the gibberish scribbles scrawled all over it.
"That's what she claims, said it came to her in her dreams..." Seeing the look on her face I added: " ...Look don't ask me, I'm not her and I have no idea how she knew all this, all I know is she claimed she did and now I'm stuck like this, if you have any ideas on how this works I would love to hear them."
"In all honesty learning it in your sleep sounds just as plausible as anything else that has happened to us the in the last few months." Rarity pointed out. Sunset nodded.
"I'm not doubting that, visions in dreams are a documented thing in Equestria; I just wanted to know how she learn't a forgotten language." Sunset explained. Well she said a cohesive sentence but I was missing a few points of context.
"Hang on, you're saying you can't read this?" I said, gesturing to the page as Sunset nodded.
"Yes, it's ancient Equestrian; this book must be positively ancient, no one back home can read it anymore, it's secrets have been lost for generations. The greatest mages in all of known history couldn't understand it! Which is a shame really..."
I looked at Sunset, somewhat confused.
"Why? it's just words isn't it? Do you not have written language in... horse land thing...?"
Have I mentioned how the magical girls where vague at best with describing where their powers came form or how they worked? Because they where.
"Equestira." Sunset said, giving me the stink eye as she continued. "And yes of course we have written language; its just a lot of old and powerful spells are written in this and we can't use any of them without knowing the translation." She explained as Dazzle walked into the room.
"Hello..." She said quietly, looking up at them. Smiling I pulled her a chair back.
"Hey Sis, plonk your ass down here. Turns out you're a genius and the key to unlocking the ancient secrets of magic." I said, she looked at me, then to Sunset who nodded.
"If you can really read this, and based on the notes you've made about it..." She said, pointing to the brightly coloured post it notes plastered all over the pages with notes written in her purple glitter pen. "I'd say that's true."
"Wait? Really?" Dazzle asked as she looked over the pages.
"Yes, like can you read this for me?" Sunset asked pointing to a random page.
As Dazzle opened her mouth I stuck my hand in her mouth.
"Remember what happened the last time you read a spell out of this thing before checking what it did?" I asked, looking down at her, she pulled my hand out of her mouth and looked up at me.
"Hey I knew exactly what that spell did when I read it." She shot back at me.
"That doesn't make it better!" I cried in indignation.
"Whatever, this is just a colour change spell, it should be fine."
"Is their a counter spell?" I asked, she scaned the page for a second.
"Yup."
"Fine, but if you turn me pink I swear to god..." I muttered darkly.
Dazzle smiled at me with an evil grin and began reading. Somehow I got the impression it was a bad idea to put ideas in her head.
I was right, she was casting the spell on me. This one felt like having an egg cracked over my head and the yoke running down my hair. I shuddered involuntary as the spell washed over my head.
Inspecting the damage I grabbed one of my front bangs and pulled it down to look. Yup, it was pink. I looked over at her; scowling.
"Why?" I asked, looking down at her, she giggled.
"It looks cute." She responded, I looked over at Rarity and Sunset.
"She's right." Sunset said, I looked at Rarity desperately, she just shrugged.
"It's not bad, I mean it doesn't go with your eyes but other than that it looks good."
"I'm so happy." I muttered through gritted teeth. Then I looked at Dazzle.
"Can you undo this now?" I asked. she nodded and went to read the counter spell but:
"I know this might be a pain but could you leave it alone for now?" Sunset blurted, looking at me imploringly. I looked at her.
"Why?" I inquired, not trying to hide the fact I really did not want to put up with this crap in my hair.
"Partially to see if it will wear of on its own, most glimmer spells like that do and I want to see if theirs a time limit to it."
I scowled at her.
"I've been a girl since mid morning yesterday, I'm not putting up with this crap forever."
"You don't have to." Sunset explained. "Glimmers and transformations are vastly different schools of spell casting, glimmers generally break after an hour or two; where as transformations..."
"Need a counter?" I chimed in. although I only said 'chimed' because it sounds better than: Growled while grinding my teeth together.
"Well, yes..." Sunset said, trying to sound calm, although I think my expression might be ruining that endeavour.
"Maybe we should try something else?" Rairty suggested. I nodded.
"Yes, although someone else can be the test dummy next time." I said specifically wording it in such a way that it wasn't a suggestion, I figured this could at least be somewhat amusing.
"That sounds fair, Dazzle dear do you have a spell you wish to try on one of us?" Rarity said, presumably trying to get my face out of murderous kill mode.
"Er... Yeah theirs a few things..." Dazzle said, reaching for the book and flicking through the pages.
"Okay, lets try this one." she said, beaming as she began to start speaking in what I'm going to call magic gibberish talk.
Rarity tensed and I aloud myself a grin, not a big one. I had had two spells put on me and I hated both of them, seeing someone else suffer through one was good from a cathartic angle; but Rarity had been nice to me the other day and hopefully I was gong to get some help once we decided to stop pissing about with the book.
Rarity's back glowed for a second before a pair of giant butterfly wings burst free form it.
"OH COME ON! I cried in anger, I get a sex change, she gets wings?! How is this fair on any level?
"EEEHHH! These are beautiful, why I've never seen wings this pretty, oh my god I could just..."
I let Rarity ramble on while glancing over at Sunset, who was looking at the new set of wings with a polite form of interest.
"Huh, so I guess that's what they looked like." She muttered. i looked at her.
"What looked like what?" I asked.
"Oh Twilight told me this story..."
"Which Twilight?" I asked. There was two to chose from and each of them where vastly different.
"Erm, the one form Equestria, anyway she apparently gave her Rarity wings once; it didn't end well for her." She explained. I looked at her.
"Erm... Why what happened?" I asked.
"Ah, well allegedly she fell from over one hundred feet after the wings burned up."
I snorted, then leaned over to Dazzle.
"You might want to cancel that spell before that happens." I muttered to her. She could not nod fast enough and began the counter spell immediately.
Rarity looked disappointed but after explaining why she agreed it was for the best... well actually her exact words were:
"Ah, yes I can see that being a bit of a pickle, I'd rather that not happen, better to not have the temptation."
Or to translate: 'I like being three dimensional and not a bloody stain ruining the pavement'
With that sorted Dazzle looked for a spell for Sunset. She grinned, check their was counter and began to chant again.
"What did she do?" Rarity asked, I shrugged.
"No idea, I told you it's gibberish to me as well as you."
...
What Dazzle did... well it was perfect actually. Even if it did mean I suddenly wanted to hug Sunset like there was no tomorrow. Rarity was handling it a little better than me; and Dazzle was getting to fulfil a life time ambition of riding a unicorn around the living room.
"Well that was... unexpected." Rarity muttered.
"Hey at least you knew she was a unicorn before now." I responded. Watching as the former teenage human galloped happily around the room, a giggling eleven year old sat on her back and having the time of her life.
"Yes but I was expecting something... taller..." Rairty said, watching in amazement as Sunset vaulted the sofa. Causing Dazzle to whoop with joy as the two landed.
"Basically you expect a horse not a miniature pony?" I inquired, she nodded.
"Well yes, I mean this is cute, I'm getting so many ideas for outfits form this but..."
"Its hard to get past the fact its your friend being ridden by my little Sister?" I finished.
"Well yes." She nodded. I smiled.
"How do you think I feel?" I said to Rairty, then I turned and yelled:
"Hey I know you're having fun and all! but can we get on with the reason we're actually here!" I yelled. The pair went red and walked back to the table.
"Sorry..." A now human again Sunsets said. " ...It's just really fun to have my proper anatomy back."
I think she realised she'd fucked up with what she said, however I was determined to make sure she knew.
"Is it really? I never knew! I haven't had it happen yet for some reason, do you think we could get on with it? You know, if it's convenient?"
"Glare..."
"Do you have any idea how to fix this?" I asked; not wanting to sound angry but I really wasn't happy with this and I wanted to know that at least something had come from today.
"I might do, I'm trying to understand a dead language here... Dazzle these counter spells, how are they worded, like if you translated them are their any recurring or constant words?" Sunset asked. Dazzle nodded.
"Yeah, well 'Reverse' is a very common word in the pattern, but the transformations I've used for you two are different to how the gender flip was worded." She explained, We all looked at her.
"What do you mean?" Sunset inquired.
"Well their not worded the same way." She explained. 'The Wing Spell was worded: 'Grant me flight and take off towards the glorious sun' and the counter spell was: 'My time is done I have returned, reverse your gift and restore me.' The pony spell, well that wasn't what it was for, the actual spell read: 'Return me to who I am, bring fourth what I was and reveal my true self.' and the counter spell was..."
"Hang on!" I butted in. looking over at her in shock. "That sounds perfect, why haven't you tried that on me yet?"
"Well I could, but I'm not convinced that would be a good idea." Dazzle said.
"Why not! That sounds perfect!"
"Yes but theirs a warning in the front to not mix spells that aren't designed to work together." Dazzle explained.
"And anyway you need a counter spell to reverse this, not an enchantment." Sunset chimed in from the side. I looked at her.
"So what's the difference then? Any reason why it wouldn't work?" I asked, growling, this sounded perfect why shouldn't it work? Did it really matter what it was called?
"Oh it might work,However..." She said, increasing her volume before I could interrupt. " ... it wouldn't last; Enchantments don't work as counter spells, one overrides the other eventually and which one was cast first always wins, and usually only once."
"So if what? if we cast it twice it would work that time?" I asked hopefully. Sunset shook her head.
"No you could only return to being a boy once, after that you'd be stuck as a girl until the counter spell was worked out."
"FUCK!" I swore, smashing my head into the table and groaning.
"Bro..." Dazzle said slowly form beside me.
"What!?" I snapped. She didn't flinch.
"I'm not done yet."
"Oh..." Right, I'd interrupted her hadn't I...
"It's okay, just let me finish. The counter spell is: 'I cannot take it any longer, return be to my disguise, reverse the process and make me who I was'" Dazzle finished, we looked at her.
"Okay, so whats significant about that?" Rarity asked.
"What's significant is the phrasing, you see the spell I used on Glare isn't worded like those spells." Dazzle explained.
"Okay, so what is the other spell?" I asked.
Dazzle cleared her throat and said:
"It goes like this, 'My queen I demand you change what is in front of me, it will not do and I demand it to be better, make him what he is not and create a female form, may he be better like that.'"
"Well I'm glad you just read that on a whim." I muttered darkly.
"I said I was sorry, I made you breakfast and everything."
Well she wasn't wrong.
"Anyway I found it interesting because the other spells where request's, but this one was more of a demand." She explained, then she pointed between the two spells. "And notice this? its two different people writing in the book; the hand writings different."
I leaned in, the letters did look like gibberish, but they where written in slightly different way.
"So two different people made the spells?" Rarity asked.
"I think so based on what I can see." Dazzle said. I looked at her.
"So half the spells are evil and the other half are written by not a terrible person?" I asked and she nodded.
"Yeah basically, the problem is I'm worried about trying make a counter spell based on someone who writes like that." Dazzle explained.
"I get that Sis... But could you at least try? I mean surely some of ED's spells must have a counter." I asked, trying to pretend I wasn't desperate for a fix.
"ED?" Rarity asked.
"Evil Dick." I explained.
"I could try... their is this spell in here... the counters over their and it might even be helpful to you... can I try it?" Dazzle asked.
I nodded.
"Are you sure, you don't even know what the spell does..."
"Yes but if this counter spell works then it means I have a chance of escaping this mess... I'll put up with whatever I have to get this fixed." I didn't like having my head turned pink, but it was helping and I could put up with whatever the hell this spell was going to do.
"If you're sure..." Dazzle said, looking at me hesitantly.
"I won't be if you hang around any longer." I said simply.
She looked at me worried, eventually casting the spell.
"Okay, the spell should start taking effect now."
I nodded.
"Okay what does this spell do...?"
"It's a clothing adaptation spell, like a part two to the first spell." Dazzle explained.
"Okay so what..." I got my answer before I could even finish my question.
My clothing was getting... Hot. Both in a temperature and appearance. The articles where un-stitching themselves, reforming. My shorts vanished, crawling down my leg and reformatting as stockings. The boxer's I was wearing tore themselves apart and reformatted as a set of mostly transparent panties and garters which connected with the stockings, enhanced when the bra Rarity had given me tore apart and fused with the new panties to add some flare to them. However, despite this that wasn't what bothered me the most (Although I want to point out having a lingerie set suddenly form out of your trousers isn't even close to begin fun and is still abjectly terrible) No what bothered me the most was what my shirt was doing.
It had previously been a fairly standard T-Shirt, the vehicles connected to the game it was advertising plastered over it. Now though... well it had split down my front and stretching down my body. By the time it was done what I ended up with was one of the skimpiest dresses I'd ever seen. It was short garment, barley going beyond my ass with a dip in 1the front that showed off my boots. The dress then tied up behind my neck, leaving my back completely exposed. I looked down at what I was wearing in embarrassment.
"It never said anything about being this skimpy..." Dazzle muttered. I looked at her.
"Did it mention begin skimpy at all?"
"Not in the spell, there's just this note by the not evil guy." Dazzle explained.
"Really what does it say?" Sunset asked, Dazzle read aloud.
"Eh hem, Skimpyier than expected the subject is responding well..."
"I'm not!" I blurted.
"Yeah I figured." Dazzle explained. "Anyway... Oh shit."
"Dazzle, dear sister of mine... Why did you have such a reaction?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"Erm... Okay new rule, I read everything on the page before I cast the spell."
"You said their was a counter spell!"
"Their is! But the other guy left a message which I didn't see because his writings really bad... 'Note: the counter spell does not work if the subject is already under the effects of a curse...'"
I went for it. I lunged at her, trying to grab her, the only thing that stopped me was Sunset and Rarity grabbing me and holding me back.
"Glare calm down!" Sunset cried.
"Yes, just go get changed, it's not the end of the world, you've lost a shirt and some shorts! that's all, go get changed and stop scaring your sister." Rarity scolded.
Well she was right. I stopped upstairs. Not really bothered by the fact I was being completely immature, given the circumstances I felt it was justified.
Still though they where right, just change into a some boxers, get a pair of trousers on and a new shirt and you'd be fine...
...
"Erm... Somethings bothering me..." Rarity said quietly.
"What is it?" Sunset asked.
"Well... why would you need to worry about a pair of clothing having an enchantment on it? why would it say they don't work well together?" Rarity pointed out.
The three thought for a second, before they heard glass shattering and Glare screaming at the top of his lungs.
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
The three sent their chairs flying as they bolted up the stairs, throwing glares door open.
Glare was massaging a bleeding hand, the shattered remains of a mirror cascaded across the floor.It didn't take a genuis to see why Glare was angry.
Dazzle didn't known much about her brothers wardrobe but she was certain he didn't have a shirt tight enough to show of his new smaller body's nipples through the shirt which didn't even cover the entire midriff. She also knew he didn't own skin tight jeans and red thong poking out over the edge of the jeans waists (Or at least she hopped he didn't)
...
"What, the fuck is going on?!?" I said; my eyes burning with pure rage.
"The spell, theirs nothing here about it affecting the person! it just says changing the clothing!" Dazzle blurted.
"Do I have another bloody curse on me?!" I yelled.
"Yes..."
"I'm going to hit the mirror again." I said simply, pulling back and going to hit the jagged remains of the mirror, luckily for me (lucky in in retrospect, I was determined to reign blood vengeance down on her when it happened) Sunset grabbed me and stopped me from following through with the punch.
"Wait!" Dazzle cried out, having turned the page and looking at what was written.
"Why? Found another curse to put on me?" I asked.
"Kinda..." Dazzle said meekly. I looked at her, then tried to go for the mirror again.
"Wait!" She cried, speaking frantically in the gibberish language of magic.
"Why, why the fuck should I... Oh." I said, looking down. The shirt had grown slightly so it was no longer to tight on me, the thong that had began to ride up my crack was now a pair of panties., not perfect but immensely better than the alternative. The Jeans where still as tight as ever but I could live with skinny jeans.
"It's written on the next page, its to reduce the effects of the previous curse. To quote the book: 'The previous owner of this text is clearly the most deplorable kind of person. I will not stand for these effects, as such this spell should reduce the effects of the spell to something the user is comfortable with, it's not perfect and to anyone effected by it I apologise, this is the best I can do for now, I will continue to work on the counter curse and hopefully I will be able to cure it, once again I apologise to all the victims of this curse and will try to find a counter curse. signed Blooming Spectre.' The spells after that." Dazzle explained. I looked at her, then I felt the tears come.
Without thinking I dived forward and threw my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug.
Once again it wasn't perfect... But she was trying and I was being a dick...
"I'm so sorry!" I said as I sobbed into her shoulders.
"It's okay Sis I... You're bleeding!" She cried, looking at my hand. almost in a daze I looked down at my hand.
"I, what? Oh, I guess I am..."
"This needs cleaning." Rarity said. "Where's your first aid box, you need to clean that up and get it wrapped up soon, theirs no glass in it is there?"
I shook my head.
"No, I'm pretty sure I'd be in far more pain if that was the case." I said weekly.
"Well if you're sure."
"I am... now... huh... I'm tied, really tied." I muttered, looking over at my bed. Being a magical crash test dummy really drains your energy.
I looked at my bed and just flopped over, I need a nap.
As I fell I felt a vague sensation of my clothing shifting again; but the spell would mean it wouldn't be anything to bad right?
Well I'd find out when I woke up, for now I need some sleep.