My little Okama : Cross-dressing is Magic

by RaptorJesus


Waking in the Okama Fields + The Okama gets a job

Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia’s protégé, Bearer of the Element of Magic and bookworm nonpareil was still wondering what happened. She wasn’t sure how her friends managed to mesmerize her, but here she was, training on a new spell while Spike tried his best to deal with-

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS SHELF ORGANIZERS!” shouted the three little fillies that Applejack and Rarity brought her in the morning. They both had urgent work to attend to, and Fluttershy, these three usual foalsitter, already had to deal with another one of Angel’s tantrums. Apparently, there wasn’t any carrot left at the market, after somepony bought them all, Celestia-knows-why. Angel didn’t take it lightly and took a mice family in hostage. The poor Pegasus was way too busy negotiating their liberation to take care of the fillies.

So they came to Twilight, hoping she could keep them until mid-afternoon.

“I don’t want to impose, darling. We will find somepony else if you can’t take care of them now,” said Rarity.

“Sure thin’, sugarcube. Don’ go get ya’self all worked over it. We know ya’ve got plenty a’ books ta read…an’…magic stuff ta do,” Applejack added, trying and failing not to appear desperate.

Even somepony as socially dense as Twilight could see her friends' despair, thus she couldn’t resist and accepted. It took her about two minutes to remember why she never, ever accepted before.

And why she will NEVER, EVER accept again.

The library was a mess. Books were spread all over the main room. Some were stacked in hazardous piles, sometimes towering so high she was wondering how the fillies managed to put them there in the first place. Others fell from the shelf after the Cutie Mark Crusaders tried to re-organize them. Spike was trying to put them back where they belonged, but the poor baby dragon couldn’t catch up with the nefarious speed the fillies were turning the library into something that would turn Rarity into a sobbing, gibbering mess.

“…We’re not really good at that, I guess,” Sweetie Belle said sadly as she checked her flank, still as blank as it was in the morning.

“Ah told ya’ it would hav’ helped ta be able ta read dem’ books titles!” Apple Bloom complained, trying to think of something else to try.

“Meh, that’s not so bad. At least now we’re not gonna have a ladder for a Cutie mark or some lame stuff like that,” Scootaloo added, trying to cheer her friends up.

“Gals! Ah think Ah’ve got an idea!” exclaimed the earth-pony filly. “Listen close!”

She murmured something to the other two’s ears, which apparently caught their attention as their faces beamed in playful glee. Spike couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom as their gazes focused on him. “Huh?”

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS DRAGON SLAYERS!” They shouted so loudly the whole tree shook, probably just as scared as Spike about what was going to happen next.

“GIRLS!” Twilight nerves were starting to break from the constant strain these three little brats put on them. Sometimes, the lack of Slendermane is barely bearable, she thought jokingly.

“If you could please try to calm down a bit! I’m trying a complicated spell and-“ she was cut by the three flashing her with an angelic smile, so sweet that she could feel an urgent need for insulin rising. For a second, she marveled how none of them ever thought of trying “Cutie Mark Crusaders Being Too Adorable To Punish”. That would probably earn them all one awkward Cutie Mark, but they indeed were talented at deceiving ponies using their heart-crushing cuteness. She sighed and returned to her work.

Confident that having them chasing Spike was going to occupy them long enough to give a try to her new spell, Twilight re-checked her list, making sure everything was ready for her first attempt ever at turning an apple into...something else. The spell would actually let her turn the apple in pretty much anything she wanted, so she wasn’t quite sure what to do.

Her objective was to be able to turn it into a coach for the incoming Grand Galloping Gala, assuring the Best Night Ever would begin in the most amazing way possible. But she had to keep it a secret, and she wouldn't risk making something that big appear in the middle of the library.
Instead, she went for turning the apple into a pear – At least, that would make a great April Foal prank to play on Applejack if she didn’t reach her primary objective of making them a ride worthy of a Prin- Duchess.

She wasn’t intending to give it as a gift to Princess Celestia after the night was over.

Not at all.

And her face wasn’t suddenly feeling hot. At all.

That’s at this point she realized in horror that she was in the middle of the incantation. And as her mind wandered, the spell changed along. If she didn't re-focus, the results could be…messy. Actually, she had no idea what would happen, as the spell had mutated into something entirely different, something she never tried or even read about before. Any other day, she would have been ecstatic at the idea of creating a new, unknown spell on her own, but the near-infinite possibilities of the spell backfiring spectacularly chased the idea quickly.

What if she screwed up badly? As in, BADLY badly? She would be put in jail! Or maybe the magic would directly send her to the Sun, or the bottom of the ocean? Or send her in jail at the bottom of the ocean?!

Suddenly, the magic in her horn dissipated. The spell, whatever it became, was now sent.

She didn’t want to open her eyes, half-expecting to be turned into a stallion or a werepony or spouting extra limbs. When she finally built up the courage to open her eyes, she saw for herself that nothing actually happened. She was perfectly normal, Spike didn’t turn gigantic and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were not chased by a faceless demonic molester or any creepy thought that raced through her mind moments before.

Everything was perfectly fine.

Well, as far as she knew.

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Rainbow Dash was enjoying her nap. For once, she did deserve her tranquility, managing by some equine intervention to escape Pinkie Pie’s attention long enough to flee from Ponyville.

She really needed to thanks Derpy for distracting Pinkie. The yellow-maned mare was probably the clumsiest pony she had ever met, a trotting disaster area even, but not even she would accidentally crash into Pinkie, while just happening to have made a few too many “Super Experimental Carrot Cupcakes” to eat by herself.
She winked at Dash when the cyan pegasus started to fly away with an elated smile.
Well, Dash supposed it was a wink. It was a bit hard to know with Derpy.
Anyway, she deserved a great big bag of muffins for saving her nap, whether she intended to or not.

Alas for the rainbow-maned pegasus, it seemed like Pinkie wasn’t today’s nap sole antagonist. She was sure she flew far enough from Ponyville to be safe from ponies wandering out of town. Hay, most ponies would need to cross the Everfree to come here, and it was pretty far even for other pegasi. Nopony else in Ponyville had the speed and stamina to come here casually.
And yet, she could hear somepony down there singing at the top of his lungs. She didn't really understand the lyrics, but it kinda sounded like Neighponese, a language she had some notions of thanks to her martial arts training.
Already awake, she gave a quick glance below, with the intention of making whoever was singing shut the hay up. Not that he sang badly, but it was nap time. Nopony mess with the Dash's nap time.

That’s when she saw…It.

The creature down there wasn’t like anything she had ever seen.

Its face was misshapen, with beady eyes and a gigantic mouth. Its ears were weirdly shaped, and for some reason his muzzle stopped above its mouth, looking like a bird’s beak in the middle of its unnaturally long face.

It had four limbs, but it was standing on only one. And spinning. She didn’t quite understand what it was doing, but it seemed like it was standing on one of its hind legs, while its other hind leg was extended behind it, going up above its head. Shivering painfully at the thought of how unnatural such a position was, Rainbow Dash wondered what kind of creature it could be. Fluttershy would certainly know, maybe I should go warn her?

She looked again at the creature, when she noticed something weird with its front legs. They were shorter than its hind legs, and they ended with claw-like appendages, kinda like Spike’s.

Actually, they didn't seem sharp enough for claws, which meant they probably were...Hands?

“Well, I know an unicorn that’s never gonna let him alone if she hears about him. Poor thing,” mocked the pegasus. As she tried to imagine their meeting, she couldn’t help but roll on her back, laughing loudly as the scene played in her mind.
“I’ve got to bring it to Ponyville, that’s gonna be awesome!” she exclaimed, trying to suppress another fit of laughter. Looking down at her new “friend”, her smile faded.

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Bentham’s body fell flatly on the ground. For some reason, temperature seemed to have risen a bit. He dismissed the sudden change on the base it was probably caused by the warden's poison. He could see through his eyelids that the room had become brighter, which was quite unusual for a jail, especially an underground, dungeon-like one. A sudden feeling inside his chest startled him.

His heart was still beating.

Did Magellan miss his organs? Unlikely, as he didn’t even bother to dodge the mortal fist. He probably managed to restrain himself enough to merely floor him, leaving Bentham die an excruciating death caused by a hundred toxins burning his body at once.

The cross-dresser tried to get up. Putting both hands on the ground, he noticed something even weirder, something that couldn’t, possibly, be there. Grass.

“Jodan ja na~i wayo!~” (Stop joking around!) he shouted, dumbfounded at this new discovery. He immediately jumped back on his feet, wincing in pain as he did, and looked around.

He was standing in the middle of a vast meadow near a forest. It took him some time to get used to the brightness, feeling the Sun over his head - how long was it since he last felt its loving warmth?

The sight of his surroundings was a relief to Bon Kurei. After months spent underground, the surface seemed so…colorful. The sky had a magnificent aquamarine shade, with a few white clouds, so fluffy one could dream lying there for a glorious nap with the Sun for sole witness. The grass around him was emerald green, a weak breeze making it wave and dance, as if it was greeting him. From a distance, he could hear the flow of a river, which seemed to run in direction of the gloomy forest a few hundred meters east of his current position.

He felt something fall on his right hand. On closer inspection, he realized he was crying at the beauty of the scene. So, there was a logical explanation behind Magellan's disappearance. He truly was dead.

And these were the Okama fields.

This revelation left him with an urge to sing his happiness at the top of his lungs. A song he last sang long before his imprisonment, when he still had a crew and a ship. He would meet Mugi-chan’s team a few hours later. A sad thought ran across his mind: he would have loved to share this song with him, at least once… But it wasn’t time for regrets. He finally found Heaven, and he was decided to enjoy it.

Lost in excitement, he raised his right leg behind his back in a painful-looking split, raised both hands other his head, and began to spin. For the ballerina, it was how his whole being expressed its joy and relief. As he was spinning faster and faster, he cracked into a maniacal cackle. It was some sort of breathing technique he mastered long ago, allowing him to speak without having to pause in his antics or getting short of breath. That also allowed him to sing, spinning like the graceful little ballerina atop a Lake of the Swan music box.

♫Shosen, kono yo wa otoko to onna
Shikashi achishi wa otoko de onna♪
Dakara saikyou!!! (Saikyou!!)♫
Saikyou!!!♪ (Saikyou!!)
OH COME MY WAY!
A- saikyou!!! (Saikyou!!)
Saikyou!!!♪ (Saikyou!!)
O~KA~MA~WA~Y~♪

Suddenly, he collapsed. His body couldn’t support the strain he pulled it through during this crazy battle, getting barely any rest for a whole day of ceaseless fights against feral animals, barely human jailers, scorching heat and burning cold. His appearance would give out his state to any passerby: covered in what must have been dozens meters of band-aid, blood leaking from multiple wounds, and his mascara smearing all over his face.

If the situation wasn't already dire enough, he noticed only now the puddle of purple ooze staining his abdomen, right where Magellan hit him. ...How?
The toxins were inside his body, and it would only be a matter of hours before he would die from them if he couldn’t get an antidote... If blood loss and extreme physical exhaustion didn't finish him off before that.

Despite his struggles to stay conscious, he blacked out, still weakly singing.

Gokigenyou! Saikin DUU-?
WHAT'CHA GONNA DOO-?!

Fortunately, it seemed that his little…outburst granted him some much needed attention…

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The thing fell unconscious on the ground below. She flew down as fast as she could, realizing that the creature was pretty badly injured: half of its body was wrapped in band-aid, and a red and lavender spot was visible on his abdomen.

“Wow! Are you ok? Hey? Can you hear me? Heeey? Anypony home?!” she was screaming in what she supposed was his left ear. She didn’t receive any answer his labored breathing. It was in a dire situation, but how exactly could she help him? She didn't even know how to clean a wound...Hay, she didn't even know WHAT it was!

At first she thought she would just drag it to Ponyville’s hospital, or maybe to Twilight's library, but now that she was close she noticed just how tall it was. Actually, it was one of the tallest creatures she ever saw without being downright enormous. From memory, she would say it was at least a head taller than Princess Celestia herself – and even if it was quite slim, she wouldn’t be able to transport it all the way back to the library.
She had to leave it here and get Twilight as fast as possible. Maybe Fluttershy, too, just in case it woke up and tried to run – or worse, attack. It certainly was in bad shape, but given its size and flexibility, it was probably able to hit pretty hard - and if it felt cornered, it would attack with all of its strength. If it panicked, having somepony who can stare down a dragon with them could save their lives.

She was ready to leave, but still hesitant to let it lay here alone. She had to be fast.

“Don’t worry big...ape...thingy! I have friends who can help you! I’ll be right back, so you better not die, ok?” she asked the creature, even if it was quite obvious it couldn’t hear her.

Unfolding her wings, she took off. I’ll be right back, she repeated to herself. I’ll get Twilight and Fluttershy, and they’ll heal that thing, whatever happened to it. She was flying at full speed toward Ponyville’s library.

They’ll heal it in ten seconds flat!


The Okama gets a job

"Did ya get all that, partner?"

Applejack looked expectantly at Bon Clay, who had yet to say a word since they left the barn to begin working on the orchard. When he had decided he would rather avoid being a burden to anypony and that he would find a job, the farmer pony immediately gave him a job at the orchard.

The family was short on bits to pay him, but he would have a roof and three meals a day. Plus, apple-bucking should be a piece of cake for him, given his strength. Applejack had spent the previous ten minutes explaining him in details how to hit the tree for maximal efficiency, and he was about to give it a try.

"Clear as water, Apple-chan!" he answered with great enthusiasm. "I'm ex~ci~ted! Let's get started! Nyahaha!"

He went to the first tree, waiting for Applejack's word. Said pony sat down below another apple tree before giving him a nod.

"Let's do this!" he brought his right leg before him, aiming for the spot on the trunk where hoofmarks could still be seen from the last apple-bucking season.

"Okama Kenpo!"

Applejack's eyes widened a bit. "Careful, Bon! Ya don't want to hurt the tree!"

"Swan Dash!"

Propelling himself forward with his right leg, Bon Clay quickly brought his left leg in front of him, kicking the tree right on mark. It would have been perfect, if he didn't kick hard enough to send the poor tree flying into another, then another, then... You get the picture.

When his victim finally stopped, about twenty apple trees had been uprooted, broken or toppled. Also, Applejack was glaring at him, jaw wide open, a dangerous twitching in her eye.

"Wh-wh-what in TARNATION?!"

Then she passed out.

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(A few hours later, at Ponyville Hospital)

"Are you sure you're alright, Applejack?" Twilight asked. She and the other girls came as soon as Bon Clay warned them, "you seemed pretty shaken by what happened according to Bon Clay."

"Ah'm tellin' y'all Ah'm fine. Now Ah'd like to get back to my orchard and bury Bon somewhere."

"Silly AJ! Bon-chan is not a tree! If you plant him he's not going to grow little Bon-chans!" Pinkie paused for a second, deep in thoughts. "...Or maybe he would? Maybe that's how aliens have foals! How would we call them? Oooh! What about Pie Clay for a filly? No, wait. A Clay Pie wouldn't taste good at all! And-" her rambling was abruptly stopped by the Nurse Redheart's hoof.

"Excuse me, miss Pie, but our patients need their rest, including your friend here."

"Ah'm fine, nurse. Ah need tah go back tah my farm an' help Big Mac clean this darn mess."

"I'm sorry, miss Applejack, but we're keeping you in overnight, just in case. You shouldn't
overexert yourself for a few hours."

Applejack glared at her.

"Ah dun' wanna stay here ova'night, Ah want tah find Bon Clay and kill him."

"I'm afraid that would come under the heading of 'overexertion'," the nurse deadpanned before leaving along with the visitors.

Applejack spent the whole night thinking about how she was going to rip Bon Clay a new one.