> The Traveler's Tales
>  by DJ A String
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> Let's Begin Our Tale
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        “So how should I begin? Well, how about after I left you for a few seconds Lulu? I know, I know it was mean, but hey; I said I’d be back before you knew it. But for me, it’s been a long time. Ridiculously long actually. Who knew finding yourself was such a harrowing thing?”

        “Well, as the Traveler, hopping dimensions was as easy as a hop-skip and jump, so that was what I did. I wanted some distance between me, and the world DM claimed as his own for a while. I needed time to get together my thoughts, control myself. Yes I still use your form a lot Luna, that was a big help.”

        “Now then, to start off….”





        “Oh~! I’m so hungry!” I whined to myself as I dragged my hooves along the hot, dry, dead earth across an expanse of desert. Where the hell I am I have NO clue! Not to mention I’ve only been here an hour maybe, and my fur was a little darker shade of gray from being soaked with my sweat, my tongue lolling out as my body tried to use some of its equine nature to vent heat via tongue-sweating. WHY did my clothes have to turn into Lulu’s regalia?! It’s like having a hot iron brand clinging to me! Cooking me alive! And it’s just a low-cut piece of breast armor and a bikini bottom!

        ‘Just take it off already! Or get some other clothes!’ Recall didn’t appreciate my complaining, and I huffed as I rolled my eyes at him.

        ‘I don’t HAVE any clothes that can fit a 15-foot-tall goddess with K-cup boobs! They’re bigger than my head! And it’s a PONY head! Anything I try to put on will just rip, or cover nothing! Not to mention my ass and hips are in the same boat, they’re almost wider than my shoulders!’ I complained for what felt like the twentieth time, before I stopped and tried to catch my breath, my head dipping into my hot, baked cleavage. I just hope I don’t get cooked to death out here, where is here?

        I looked around, trying to find landmarks, but it was like there was nothing but desert in all directions. Not even clouds. Fucking hell, if I knew how to use pegasus magic, I’d gather what moisture there might be, and drink it. But no~! Had to get so comfy with my Champion powers! Fucking book! This was a gift from Vaga, how the hell does DM limit it even here; a world away from his influence?

        ‘I said to just take it off! Throw it in your storage and go nude! It’s better to live than to die with dignity...what little that skimpy thing could give you.’ Damn it Recall...fuck, he’s right. Watch, I’ll take this off, and then over the hill a traveling band of mutant demons will come trudging along and try to rape me.

        Despite my sarcasm, I hissed as I brought my hands behind me, trying to feel for the armor clasps, and after finding them all, my horn shined with Luna’s cerulean aura, and I undid them all at once, sighing in relief as the sweltering pressure lessened, and I gladly shucked the heavy chest armor off, growling as it turned into my hoodie. Ass. Even like this it’s useless in this situation.

        I then moved to my bikini bottom, and again hissed but this time I had the joy of shimmying it around my prodigious hips and luscious ass and then down my legs, and once I was nude, I sighed in relief as I kicked both them and the chest armor into my dimensional storage. At least daddy-dearest didn’t take THAT from me. ‘Oh~ this is so much better. I think the fact I’m not burned from the metal is a testament to Luna’s durability.’

        *Wolf Whistle* I perked and instinctively covered my nipples with my hands at hearing someone whistle at me, and I jerked my head around to see a burly brown-furred anthro buffalo bull who from atop the hill, stood almost eye-level with me. Shit, being so big is so cool, but damn it; I just KNEW the moment I got naked someone would see...kinky. “Well now, I see you’ve resorted to stripping down to nature’s gifts. Wise when one is desperate.” His patted his animal-skin pants, and I had to wonder what kind of mechanic this world runs on for that to be the case.

        “Damn it, I just knew the moment I got naked that someone would come along. Whatever. Please tell me there’s a spring nearby, or an oasis. I have no clue where I am, or what I can do to sustain myself.” I said to the shirtless...mm...nice...why again was I worried about being female?

        “I’m afraid we have no spring nearby, we have to collect the water in skins and bring it back to camp. We’d be willing to trade though, we can’t just give it away, especially since this year the San Palomino is especially harsh.” He gestured for me to follow as he turned to walk down the other side of the hill, and I easily stepped up the hill and could see in the distance a small pillar of white smoke, and some tents near a rocky outcropping in the middle of a no-man’s-land full of bones.

        Yeah...not suspicious at all! ‘I just have this feeling this is going to suck….’





        Why did I have to be right? “You’ve got to be kidding!” I squealed as I blushed and protectively clutched my breasts to myself. “I’m NOT giving you an equal amount of my milk for water!” It’s MY milk! Mine and my foals! Er, I mean, the one’s back home! I...uh…. ‘NOT Luna, NOT. Luna.’ Thank you Recall. I keep slipping. I’m just really not used to being a doppelganger. Turning into a copy of someone is different from literally becoming them.

        “Oh, come on, love!” One of the men said in a British accent. “You’re already showing us your tits, surely you can just give us some milk!”

        “No!” I screamed at the trader. “Stop asking me, you bloody wanker!”

        “Hey, hey ma’am, no need to be so crude. It’s just usually mares who bare themselves are offering to sell their milk. Do things work differently down here?” One of the others of what happened to be a caravan asked me, and I just continued to blush and protect my precious milk as my ears twitched.

“I’m not from around here. I got desperate out in the middle of the fucking desert.” I deadpanned. “And for another thing, what’s up with this whole exhibitionist feeling around here? Mares selling their milk for money, or something so simple as just a small bit of water?” I glared at the collective of the caravan.

All I got in return were confused blinks, and I suddenly felt that I was the weird one in this equation. “Uh...look; you’re CLEARLY not from Saddle Arabia or Equestria, or even Bullgaria if you have no clue this is normal; but most mares, cows, and taurs take to selling their milk when they start producing. Where are you from?”

Oh shit. That was the question I was actually trying to avoid at all costs. “I’m…  I’m from pretty far out...west.”

“Across the ocean? There’s nothing west of here!”

“Um… There’s actually a bunch of islands. I’d just rather not talk about it.” I replied, getting a bunch of nodding murmurs and pitying looks, what?

“Miss; we’ll give ya one of our spare wagon canvases for you to make a poncho plus water if you give us all your milk. The water for milk ratio is the same, but the canvas is free.”

“Still-.”

‘Hold it! Babe, listen; it’s JUST. MILK. You are not Luna. You don’t have ANY obligation to save it for yourself or someone else, and we’re desperate. I die if you do you know!’ 

‘If I’m that desperate, I’ll just drink my own fucking milk! I’m not giving them a show by milking myself or letting them milk me! 

‘Okay, you’re forcing me to do this.’ 

‘What’re you-?’ Suddenly; memories not my own assaulted me. Luna’s memories. Of her breastfeeding our foals. Of me milking myself. Of me loving the delicious marshmallowy flavor of my own production. The bliss of having such a powerful feeling from my own...what...what was that? 

‘I just let you sample some of the memories you got trading soul pieces with Luna.’’ 

‘Perfect. Still not changing my mind. If anything, it’s making me want to drink the milk more.’ 

‘Okay then.’ Suddenly, I had memories of just how FAST my breasts filled and...damn it Recall! ‘I’m doing my job. I remember EVERYTHING! I AM Luna basically too, so either mare-up, and milk yourself in private so we’re not BUCK. FUCKING. NAKED! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT!’ 

‘Hey! That was YOUR idea!’

‘Because it was necessary at the time! Now where ELSE are we going to get clothes our size anytime soon?!’

‘I have some ideas. Among them, I have wings, and I don’t see any wings on these guys. I see a couple of horns, but what is their magic to the power of mine?’

‘You, madame, are a moron. They’ll pin you down instantly and fuck the living daylights out of you for it.’ 

‘Well, here’s my other plan. I have weapons.’

‘And what’s that gonna do? You rob these folks and both the Equestrian Guard and the Saddle Arabian Merchantry Guild are going to come down on us harder than the hammer of Thor.’

‘But I’m the fucking Traveler! I shouldn’t have to lower myself to a...a...cow!’

‘Say something like that here and it’s a hate crime.’

‘Well, I still don’t want to do it!  I mean, seriously, I’m not an ordinary mare right now, I’m an alicorn! A fucking DROP of my milk is worth all of their shit!’

‘Then MILK that, for what it’s worth! Get your dues! If that holds true, then just a cup could net us that canvas and a whole gallon of water. What else could we trade such a small thing for? A compass? Map? Imagine how badly we could screw them over, while all they get is some magic milk with healing properties they can still make a killing off of. Alicorn milk doesn’t spoil after all.’

‘Wait, seriously? Like, at all? It just keeps? That’s pretty epic.’

‘And that’s another selling point. Work that Traveller charm, sell a pitch. You’ll have them practically throwing a whole cart at you!’ I started to grin. Oh~ if I can just cheat them, yet not cheat them...heh-heh, that’d be fucking hilarious!

“-I don’t think you understand-





[Current Time]

“Hold up.” Sapphire interrupted with a face-splitting grin. “You mean to tell me, not even a day out and about; you resorted to milking yourself for a trade? And what’s all this about jumping straight back into the conversation?”

“What?!” I said. “I was desperate and needed things! And about jumping back in. That long ass conversation took place in about less than a second. It just looked like I faltered a bit. Recall said something about the mind being weird or something and not to question it, anyway-”





I moaned in content in my new caravan carriage, curled-up and laying in the shaded and near-empty cart feeling victorious, rubbing my sore nipples that felt oddly soothing, and light with all the milk gone. “Gotta do that again sometime….” I had to admit; milking was a lot more pleasant than I thought it would be. Took a bit, but I managed to fill a whole bucket and the saps gave me this cart with the canvas top and some water. Not only that, but I was able to swindle away an extra canvas for clothes, a map, and a compass, though, the compass did need a little charm to go into my performance… and some more lying about my supposed ‘past’.

But damn it, Recall wasn’t kidding. My boobs were already starting to feel a bit firmer from starting to fill back up, and I sighed as I sat up, slipping on the extra canvas that I had made into a toga. It was a bit hard to get it to cover both breasts, but I managed, not to mention leaving my back open for my wings. So by now I knew I was in Avarice’s world, and just got magic milk in a very limited supply on the market. I hope that doesn’t cause her problems…or her lovers. I don’t know if MY Plaga genes cause my milk to be mutative in some way...meh, whatever.

The buffalo were fine with me leaving my cart here since I just got it to get it, but let the caravan leave before I informed them. They were glad about it though, having an easier way to carry supplies. But I don’t think I was any closer to- *ROAR~* -UGH! My stomach! Right, need food…. I looked down at my breasts, they weren’t anywhere near full, but….





[Current Time]

“... You drank your own breast milk?” Emerald asked. “So soon? And you did all this while in Luna’s form too?”

“Please stop interrupting to humiliate me.” I stated. “Actually, I was Luna for most of my journey, I still turn into her regularly since I feel more...me. I’m still adjusting to my new form. Anyway, if there are no more distractions….”





Oh gog, it tastes so good! Just like actual Luna’s! But I am Luna, so fuck it! I sucked gleefully upon my right breast’s nipple, my milk tasting like marshmallow cream, like her. I smell like her. I am her. I am Lu-

‘Freeze buster! Dox.’

‘R-right. Love Luna, don’t BE Luna...as much as I want to believe it right now.’ I bemoaned mentally as I moaned in pleasure as my breast emptied, and I moved to the other, quickly draining the near-empty reserve, and groaning once no more delicious creamy nectar met my tongue. ‘I’m still hungry…I’m glad I got some dehydrated fruit with the deal.’

‘Hey, have your food, then focus. We need to get out of the open desert before nightfall, otherwise you’re gonna be screwed. We can either fly and try to find Las Pegasus up north, or stay the night here with the buffalo. I’m sure one of them won’t mind sharing a bedroll for warmth.’

‘Hey! Hey! I’m not about to just sleep in the same roll as some random guy just for warmth.’

‘Well, doesn’t have to be a bull, and there are other things you could do in the bed.’

‘No. We’re flying out after I’m done eating. Plus, I’ve spent FAR too long in one spot. I need to get moving.’ I shoved the dehydrated apple chips into my mouth, hurriedly eating the pitifully small bag, well, small to me, and exited the slightly-cramped carriage. Why they just pull it themselves I don’t know. Maybe they don’t see a point to domesticating beasts of burden when they’re just as well equipped to do it?

“Leaving already hm?” I turned to see the bull that led me here before, and he simply bowed slightly to me, not in reverence, thank gog, I don’t think I can handle any more size, but politeness.

“Yes, I’m off to Las Pegasus.” I said. “I’m hoping of finding more clothes there that can fit me, instead of me using cart canvas as a robe.”

“Well my fair lady, it was a pleasure to have aided you. The sun is starting to get low, but if you fly north, you should find the town well enough by it’s lights come dusk.” He helpfully informed, making me tilt my head in curiosity and he huffed amicably. “We get plenty of Guard Messengers through here. They love chatting us up about how wonderful it is to fly. Those wings of yours may not be for speed, but they’ll make gliding easier I understand. Now be off with you, for unless you wish to share a tent for warmth, you’ll freeze out here when the temperatures drop to near freezing. It is winter after all.”

The fuck?! It’s this unbearably hot during the WINTER?! I’m terrified of what this place is like in the SUMMER!

“Well, yes. Thank you, sir.” I said, doing a quick bow, almost popping my breasts out of my improper state-of-dress. “Now, I must be off. Goodbye!” And with that I took to the skies. Oh if only it wasn’t so damn hot earlier, I could’ve easily risen on the updrafts of heat from the baked dry dirt below. I never flew with actual wings properly until I took Luna’s form when I consider it, and it’s all her instincts guiding me. Where does Luna end and I begin? If I wanted, I could even BE her. Become a Goddess of the Moon….

‘Dox. Dox. Dox. Dox.’

‘I get it, shut up. Thanks though.’ I shook my head, and angled myself north according to the compass I fished from my dimensional pocket. I couldn’t see anything ahead, even with nothing but flatlands and some rippling hills I saw nothing but an empty expanse of desert. I hope that mountain range up ahead isn’t my goal, it’s so far away...well, in my world, Vegas was nestled between three ranges of mountains to the west, north, and east, dropping into lowlands Henderson to the south. If Avarice’s world follows so many similarities, those mountains are my goal...damn it. I’m going to have a lot of time to myself aren’t I?





[Current Time]

“Now, I’m gonna skip ahead a bit, okay?” I told my lovers. “Don’t worry, all I’m skipping is a bunch of boring flight and my bitching about being tired when I get close.”





When I landed at the edge of what seemed to be a humble mining town in the dead-center of the valley, I was just too tired to care about how; I was getting lodging. It was so cold my tits were practically piercing my makeshift robe, which did about fuck-all for retaining my warmth. I immediately stormed up to the nearest building, and knocked. I may be desperate, but I’m not breaking and entering outright.

Shortly, a tall, er, whatever. An 8-some foot-tall pinto horse, yes; an actual anthro horse, not pony, stallion answered the door, and since he was eye-level with my groin, I was quite thankful I’d managed to at least make this robe, otherwise I’d be giving him a very up-close and personal show...and I JUST realized I was TALLER than this building! Damn being in a hurry messes up a person’s perception.

“Um, uh...m-may I help you milady?” Mm...he’s got a nice voice. Deep, resonating. And he’s barely two feet from my groin...no, no. Bad brain. Out of the gutter. Survival first.

“Sir. If it is fine with you. I’m freezing, I just got here, and I have no clue where there may be any lodgings. May I come in?” I cut to the chase, and the stallion seemed rather mesmerized. Must be by my beauty. I mean; I AM the alicorn of the night. Seeing me under my moon- ‘Not Lulu, cut it out.’ Damn it!

“W-well I have no reservations with helping a pony in need. But I think you’re going to be uncomfortable. My ceiling is only ten feet high. And my door is...well. Thinner than your hips.” Oh fuck, he’s right! Damn it, I’m proportioned and scaled as if being 15 feet tall is absolutely normal! If this place was scaled to me; I’d just walk on through like a normal pony.

“I-I know, but I need someplace warm. Please? I’ll come in sideways, I’ll crawl if I have to!” I rubbed my arms, jostling my breasts which had finished refilling on the way, and I was hungry again...I’d have to wait until I’m alone to do those sorts of things.

“Certainly, I’ll move my table.” He rushed inside, and I got down on my hands and knees, crawling into the door frame, my shoulders almost scraping it.

‘Fuck. My hips are NOT getting through that….’ I moved forward, and as I knew; my hips stopped me dead. My ass almost contributing just as badly to the situation, and I grunted as I turned on my side, and started shimmying in, but my ass was rubbing against the door, and I had to pull myself through. But the warmth, oh gosh, this place was stiflingly small, and if I sat up my horn would hit the ceiling, but the kind stallion had moved his furniture to the walls, and I closed the door with my magic, shivering as I leaned down in a cross-legged sitting position. “Th-thank you so much.”

“No problem, really. But...what’s a mare like you doing out here in the sticks? We have no buildings as tall as you right now.” He informed me, crossing his arms...his big, muscled, strong arms, over his tight, bulging pecs...my gog he’s incredible to look at...why’s he shirtless? Oh, he was probably going to sleep, he’s just in pants.

“Just traveling, trying to find my way so to speak.” I replied. “So, what goes on in this town? I mean, it’s pretty small.”

“We’re just a mining town miss. I happen to be an immigrant from Saddle Arabia trying to escape the war. This is one of the few places you can truly avoid it.” He explained, and I tilted my head, and he grinned. “I’m a horse, in a land of ponies. Of course you want an answer.” I blushed, was I that obvious? “Besides, that’s all there really is to this situation. I’d offer you my bed and I’d sleep on the floor, but I don’t think you’d get much out of my bed besides as a large pillow.”

“I’m just thankful to be in out of the cold at this point.” I admitted, giving him another look-over. ‘Oh gosh. I want to fuck him. I know I’m supposed to be a guy, but...I’m a girl too now….’

‘Imagine how it is for Avarice. That time, between you and her, was her first time as a female period, and her first sexual encounter as a female lumped into one.’

‘Yes, but she was in heat, AND her aspect is fertility. What’s my excuse? You’re the Fertility, not me. Am I Luna now?’

‘Pretty damn close. It’s so hard to keep you thinking as yourself and not as her. She would want to at least “repay” him this kindness, even if it would just be some foreplay. Luna’s a lady, but she’s also a mare.’

‘And I am right now too….’ I mused as I sighed and lowered to the floor, trying to get comfortable on the hard dry wood. I’m just glad it’s not splintering. Trying not to think of the very attractive stallion walking to his bed, and getting under his covers. ‘What has my life come to? Milking myself for food and water, begging a stranger for shelter, wanting to have sex with almost everyone I see...what have I done to myself?’ I rolled onto my back, staring at the low ceiling as the hearth of the fire in the corner away from the door and bed flickered in the clay fireplace and smoked up the chimney over it that led up and out the ceiling, seeming to have been molded on the spot.

‘I wish I didn’t interfere, and just managed to convince Bluebelle right away to just take the base Shifter package instead of letting it get out of control like I did. I should’ve known Blue would be too stubborn to listen to reason, or that it “wasn’t the right way”.’ I sighed sadly out my nose, and closed my eyes, before opening my dimensional storage and getting my useless hoodie and too-small cloak and using them as a pillow. Ow. Hard floor….

> New Experiences Abound
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        ‘Mm...oh...oh that feels good…. Wait...huh?’ I opened my eyes blearily to see the stallion sitting over my head, massaging my temples. “Hey...what’re you doing?”

        “You seemed restless. My mother always massaged my head to wake me up when I was a colt and having bad dreams. It was always nice to wake up like that.” Well I wasn’t having bad dreams, but ow, yeah, I didn’t sleep well. Waking up to a nice scalp massage was a treat though. I was drifting off again, my eyes drooping.

        “Oh~....” I moaned, suddenly feeling a familiar pinch on my right nipple, and sighed as I felt some pressure being relieved, and heard it streaming into a container. ‘Oh. He’s milking me...and for some reason I don’t care much at the moment.’ I opened my eyes to see him having gently removed my right breast from my robe, and had moved it sideways to milk me into a wooden milk jug.

        “I’m sorry if I offend. In Saddle Arabia, we don’t really have any stringent laws against physical contact. Or even having sex in public. Also, you were looking rather full.” He casually mentioned as if he indeed saw nothing unusual with the gesture as he brushed some of his long chocolate mane out of his green eyes.

        “N-no, it’s fine, thank you.” ‘You can touch me all you want handsome….’ I thought as I tried to stay calm, watching him casually go to work, draining my right breast into a jug, then another, and after that he was going to move to the other side apparently, but I rolled over towards him, and pulled his face to my left nipple myself. “Have some love. I taste like marshmallow.” I purred, my heart pounding, and he calmly put his lips to me, and suckled, “Ah~.” ‘Oh gosh! It feels even better when someone else does it!’

        I had my eyes closed, in bliss as he drank from me. I felt obscenely good and proud of how he could keep drinking for minutes on end and I still had more to give. It felt all too soon when he was done, and I opened my eyes in a flutter, feeling really good and just so light, like I could float. And I didn’t even orgasm either, so being on such a euphoric high was new for me. All of this was new for me.





        [Current Time]

        “You let him have sex with you didn’t you.” Luna deadpanned, but more in exasperation than anger.

        “Wha-”

        “You’re making it too obvious.” Luna said simply. “You wanted to see what it felt like, so you let him have sex with you.” She nodded and crossed her arms under her bust. “Were I a stallion suddenly, I admit I too would be interested in experimenting. There’s nothing wrong with some casual sex now and then love.”

        “W-well you don’t have to say it like I was a cheap whore!”





        I feel like such a cheap whore right now…a really happy, but also confused cheap whore. How was his dick THAT big? How was he strong enough to pound me so hard he moved me from one end of the little building to the other? And I could’ve sworn he was taller than he was earlier. Whatever.

        I laid on the floor. Spent. Covered in my milk, saliva, sweat, and satisfaction. A pool of spooge pooling on the floor between my legs, pouring from my dark gray lower lips, as the stallion who rutted me was snoozing in exhaustion on my breasts. I’d have to keep tabs on him if I ever felt the need to experiment like this again. The main reason I felt like a whore though, was because I fucked him without even learning his name. I was going to stay and ask him of course...maybe even ask for another round or two, but the fact stands.

        Again; sex as a mare was extremely interesting and amazing. But having something IN me, it was just, wow. No way to fully describe it. I had no way to expect the sensations having been male before, and not even Luna’s memories did justice. The way I stretched around him, the way I spasmed at every motion. Being a guy was simple. How could women not be as ridiculously horny as us when they can derive pleasure so much better than us? Or were they, and it was just stereotyping?

        “Mm...oh...sorry.” Oh, yay! He’s awake! Time for round-no, stop Dox. Don’t want to get pregnant. That’s the LAST thing I need. “Don’t know what came over me. I drank of you, and then I felt a fire in me I’d never experienced before.”

        “Well, I am an alicorn. My milk’s inherently magical apparently. Probably gave you energy or something.” I commented as I sat up, ducking my head to avoid spearing the ceiling with my horn, and hugging the stallion to my chest, sandwiching him in my glorious orbs as I smiled down at him. “Thanks for the good time stud. What’s your name?”

        “I am Gumus. My family have been long known as skilled miners, but with the war, I felt it time to leave the iron and coal mines of my homeland for something less destructive in nature.” The pinto stallion informed, before raising his hands and making me gasp as he wrapped his hands around my pert nipples. “Fancy another rut?”

        “I’d be lying if I said no. But I have no clue how fertile either of us are...and that is a lot of cum….” I commented, noticing just how far the puddle of excretion stretched on the floor. “That’s going to stain….”

        “As if I care; this little hovel is but a place to sleep. It can burn to the ground when I leave for all I care. It’s a terrible home.” Gumus stated, and I had no inclination to hold back my laugh at the concept, but my mirth was ended by a shaking rumble echoing from my gut. “Oh? Perhaps it would be best to get the prize-winning milkmare some food hm?”

        “I can drink myself, you don’t need to waste your food on me. Actually; have some yourself. It’s the least I could do. I keep feeling I’m getting more indebted to you by the minute.” I grinned mischievously, and only idly noticed something...I wasn’t slipping into thinking I was Luna for once!

        ‘Well hey, good ya noticed! It seems getting more in touch with YOUR desires is helping you distance yourself from Luna’s personality.’

        “Mm….” I hummed in content as Gumus took my left nipple into his lips, and I gasped as he twirled his tongue around me. ‘Hey, you must be right. Because feeding him right now, I’m not seeing memories of our foals. I’m here. It’s-.’ The sudden increase of weight on me startled me, and before I knew it, I fell back with a yelp as a shocking amount of weight and mass pressed down on me, and I gasped at seeing the cause.

        ‘He’s growing! He’s already as big as me! What?!’ He stopped drinking, and grinned as he placed his hands on either side of my head, and I felt my face light up with a fierce blush as he neared my face.

        “Well. Quite magical, don’t you think?” Gumus joked, and I looked down, seeing and feeling his groin already prepared, and I gulped.

        “Well...breakfast can wait?”





        Okay, is this what my adventure is going to be like? Sexual encounters and moments of self-discovery everywhere? Fun. We almost destroyed his little house just from the sex, but after the latest romp, which succeeded in leaving me sore, I decided to hold off on giving my milk away so casually. I mean, just a good bit straight from the tap, and Gumus went from an 8-foot horse into a 16-foot horse!

        In order to leave his house, we had to rip the roof off. “I’m so sorry!” I apologized for the umpteenth time as the unbearably hot sun was peeking over the horizon, causing my silver fur to glimmer from all the fluids.

        “And again, I say there is no need to apologize.” Gumus cheerfully rebuffed, having to be nude unlike me, since I have a soaked-through robe to at least cover myself, he grew straight out of his pants. “I’ll need to build my own lodgings, but with my new size and likely strength; I don’t think that will be an issue.” Our stomachs grumbled, and he laughed. “Though food and water might be.”

        “Sorry, I can’t feed you, it’s what did this to you in the first place.” ‘Why the hell is my milk so powerful anyway? Will it turn everyone who drinks it into a 15 or so foot amazonian?’ My musing was broken by him putting a hand on my thigh, and making me shiver.

        “There are OTHER places the body produces proteins and nutrients from.” He grinned mischievously, and I had to flush. Was he suggesting...what I think he is? But we already tore off the roof-and he’s on his knees...I...he’s nearing me. I moan as his snout reaches my hotbox, and I put my hands to his head, panting lightly as his tongue went to work and I played with his chocolate brown mane.

        “A-are you serious?” I never considered being eaten out, then again I never considered any of this before! But oh is it good. He knows just how to-.

        ‘Hey. Get moving.’

        ‘The fuck? No! I’m enjoying-.’

        ‘Get moving or else. You’ve spent too long here. Continue your journey.’

        ‘Fuck you! I’m getting fucked and-!’ I suddenly shuddered, my eyes widening in agony and my silver blood suddenly started leaking from my nose, dripping down my snout and onto my lover, burning him so bad with it’s molten heat that he shouted and yanked away from me. ‘No...d-don’t stop….’

‘Move. Now!’

I silently screamed as I coughed wetly, more of the silver mercury-like blood flecking out over my hands, turning them metallic silver in spots, and I looked apologetically down at my confused and worried new lover. “S-sorry...I have to go….” I quickly flapped my wings, crying as I took north. ‘Bastard...whoever you are, you just made me cut and run like a total whore! He helped me, and I destroyed his house!’

I got nothing in response, but I snorted out some of the hardening metallic blood, and and flew over the mountains, away from the mining town of Las Pegasus, the more distance I put between me and it, the more ashamed I felt, but the pain was fading. The stench of our sexual juices clung to me, especially my soaked robe, and only got stronger as it dried. I’d need to seriously find a place to bathe soon, and wash my robe too.

When the pain finally faded, I dove down into the sparse tree-line of a beginning of a grassy plain with woods in the distance, and collapsed into a disgusting heap of self-loathing and confusion. What’s happening to me? Why did I have to leave? Why did staying hurt? ‘Recall? Recall! What the fuck was that?!’

‘What was what champ? Where are we? Where’s that sexy stud we were banging all morning?’

‘You mean you don’t remember?! This is...something...I don’t know!’ I coughed, and hacked until some of my hardened metal blood fell to the dry grass. ‘Something forced me to leave! Said I stayed too long! I was only there a night! How is that too long?!’ I groaned as my stomach roared at me, and I sniffled as I lifted a breast to my lips, suckling to sate my hunger. ‘What is happening to me? I can’t even tell anymore.’

‘Move. There’s nothing interesting here.’

My eyes widened, and I quickly stood and began walking, drinking as I went. ‘There! You hear it?!’ Recall didn’t respond. ‘Recall?!’

‘W-what? What’s going on? I suddenly blanked out.’

Oh no. That meant whatever it is, it’s using Recall as a medium! But I need Recall, or I’ll forget who I am!

‘Hey, calm down buddy. Just tell me what’s going on and we’ll figure this out.’

‘Recall, I think something’s forcing me to travel.’

‘Well, that kinda explains why we’re not in Las Pegasus anymore. But I still don’t understand it.’

‘Hell, neither do I. Maybe it’s some bullshit about being the Traveller. All I know is that it won’t let me stay put for too long, even when I want to.’

‘Well, let’s not dwell on it, shall we? Let’s just do as it says for now and keep moving.’

‘Well, I would, but where the hell are we? I don’t even know where I’m going at this point, and I’d prefer to go back and keep screwing Gumus’ brains out in apology rather than just keep going.’

‘Well… According to Avarice’s memory, this is Whitetail Wood...’

‘What is it, Reca-’

‘Go forward.’

‘You, again! What the hell are you doing with Recall?!’

‘I said, MOVE FORWARD.’

I felt a gush of my metallic blood burst from my nose, causing me extreme pain, especially as the molten hot fluid dropped onto my breasts, causing me to stop drinking.

‘Fine! Fine! I’m moving! Just cut it out.’





        [Current Time]

        “So you had to keep moving, or your body would start hurting you?” Athena asked in concern, much bigger than she originally was, I’d have to get on that once my story was told.

        “Yes. It was awful. I couldn’t really get a handle on it for some time. It was my Wanderlust, given influence rather than a constant nag at the back of my mind. Anyhow….”





        Dear...Gog...what happened here? I had stumbled across what was clearly a decimated battlefield in a large clearing of the massive forest that was the Whitetail Woods. Ponies, griffons, minotaurs, horses; their bodies torn to pieces, throats sliced, filled with bullet-holes and burned to crisps, some were bifurcated, decapitated, some even clearly partially eaten.

        What’s worse; they were all from the same faction from their armor and weaponry, something killed ALL of them. Although I could tell they were Die Leucht considering their equipment adorned with their symbol of a spiral within a hexagon, it was still a horrifying sight.

        ‘Avarice and Mistress Change….’

        They did this? My Gog, I can’t...I could never see MC doing this. Avarice, sure, but...to hate someone or something so much, to kill this many like a wrathful force of nature. I had no clue either of them had that much darkness in them.

        I moved into the blood-soaked field, the stench of rot, burned bodies, and the tang of iron in the air overpowered the smells of me and Gumus coming from my toga. Only the damaged stuff was left...Avarice must’ve looted them all. Seeing some broken shotguns, I guess I know where she got all of those from when she attacked me as a blob-thing.

        ‘To the center….’

        While still unsettling, this time I followed the urge willingly. If it was channeling through Recall, it must want me to see something. I followed the direction, and...oh gog.

        ‘This is where...I died...for the first time….’ The 14-foot corpse of a mutant anthro alicorn was far too familiar to me. He’d been run through with several orichalcum swords, pinned to the ground, his face frozen in a vicious sneer of victory as his purple Plaga blood had corrupted everything around him into twisted and malformed shapes. But what was most important was his left arm was held up, what he’d died looking at and his body seized into holding even after death.

        A head, specifically the gray head of a gray unicorn stallion with gray hair and his milky eyes were once gray too. Even his blood was gray, but considering how familiar it seemed, he must’ve had my blood in him...my old blood anyhow. ‘What could the bastard have done to Avarice to make him relish his death so much, he didn’t care if he died?’

        ‘Muted Gray. The Gray Stallion. Obyri, or he was before with my last moments of my first life; I ripped his head from his shoulders. He led Equestria’s branch of Die Leucht. He’s the fuck who imprisoned, and enslaved me!’ Recall screamed, and tears dumped from my eyes, but they weren’t my tears. ‘You fuck! How is it?! That cold, dark, NOTHINGNESS of death?! TELL ME!’

        ‘Recall… He can’t hear you. He’s long gone.’ I honestly felt bad for the voice in my head. Even if I couldn’t sympathize with the reasons for it, I now felt horrible for shrugging off Avarice when he just casually mentioned he’d been enslaved.... And then trying to replace him...but wait, I just noticed something. “Where’s the body?” I looked around Avarice’s first corpse, and saw no body to go with the head.

        ‘I’m cursed. Specifically, you know how some gods cannot die? Ever? Whosoever kills me, whether they themselves are dead or not; I instantly take their body for my own. Whether or not I want to. …. Please...please head northwest. I...I need to see something.’

        ‘What exactly is it that you want to see, Recall?’ I asked the spirit stuck with me, just kinda blindly following his directions, but not bothering to check which way was northwest.

        ‘If I tell you, you won’t go...please just...please….’

        ‘No, I want to know.’ I stopped by a random tree in the battlefield. ‘I won’t go anywhere if you won’t tell me.’

        ‘Wrong way. Get out your compass, and move.’

        ‘Oh hey! It’s the annoying voice that likes to make my nose bleed fucking metal! Hey buddy, I was talking to someone. Let me finish that conversation first, then I’ll get moving, capisce?’ The response was for my gut to wrench, and I bent over before I vomited suddenly, weak-kneed and trying not to fall into my mess, or the mess of the battlefield. My milk laced with my bile instantly started causing changes like Avarice’s Plaga blood, but much more fantastically magical in nature.

        ‘I said. Move.’

        ‘Abuse me as much as you want. I want to finish my conversation first. I have a right to know.’ I cried out in pain, my left index finger breaking as it bent unnaturally backwards toward my hand.

        ‘You. Will. Move.’

        “STOP! STOP! OKAY! JUST STOP!” I cried as the invisible force breaking my finger stopped, and I whimpered as I grabbed it, and yanked it back into place with a shout of pain, quickly grabbing a breast with my right hand and drinking, watching my finger’s swelling drop from my milk’s healing properties, and I sniffled before I put my tit back in my toga, trying not to throw up. This, this...Wanderlust, was just cruel, and evil….

        I took out my compass, and turned until I was facing northwest. I walked through the gory battlefield until I reached what seemed to be a trio of large boulders, conspicuously clustered together, and the center one had the Die Leucht emblem engraved on it. Between the three boulders, was a huge hatch that was ripped open, and off to the side I saw a panel of fake turf similar enough to the grass of the area, to guess that it once hid the hatch. Thankfully it was easily big enough for me to climb down without any problems. Well, aside from my tits bumping into the rungs of the ladder.

        After what felt like a couple stories, I finally reached bottom, and sighed as I turned around, and was then assailed with the rotting stench of death above, only it was fetid, and concentrated without anywhere to go. ‘Ugh, if I didn’t already throw up I’d do it now.’ I moved into the dark and trashed interior. It seems after resurrecting, Avarice wasn’t quite done with his vengeance, all the furniture was wrecked, all the equipment was broken, the decorations burned.

        As I went deeper, and explored the place, finding nothing of worth since Avarice was thorough in his property destruction, the stench got even worse if that was possible. Eventually, the floors were getting grimy, wet, and the stench of a familiar tint of milk and female sexual excretions was mixed with the horrid, fetid rank of death.

        ‘Sh-she’s...she’s just ahead….’

        ‘Who?’ I asked, before entering a pair of shredded-open thick wood doors. “What...the...fuck?” Towering over even ME, was what I could only describe as an eldritch abomination made of boobs and tentacles. Okay, she wasn’t that bad but still, fucking creepy! She was about 20 feet high, even dead and her torso bent over, what wasn’t made of leathery black flesh was covered in dark gray fur, and her long purple hair was in snarls. Each breast was still swollen with milk, dripping from her ridiculously engorged nipples, and her eyes were completely white. There was no sign of what killed her, or how she died. In fact, she would still seem alive were it not for her unnatural stillness. “Who was she?”

        ‘...Sharp….’

        “Holy shit….” This explains a bit, why Sharp was so standoffish, and about broke down when her torment was belittled by Crescent. Die Leucht did this to her I’m guessing, considering Avarice said she raped him for foals...dear Gog, that’s what happened. She said she was a Broodmother. They turned her into this thing to endlessly give birth to super-soldier BOWs. ‘Are you okay Recall?’

        ‘We’d just Recalled her, brought her into us just before you summoned us. She was something new, our body turned femme in response, but it also overcompensated and sent us into heat because for months she’d been nothing but a constant baby factory for their sick, twisted, mutated mockeries of what would’ve been our foals! It was also why we asked you...we needed to let her experience a slightly more normal pregnancy. We couldn’t...we couldn’t ignore….’

        ‘Buddy, it’s okay. It’s fine.’ I walked up to the dead abomination that was once a mare, and put a hand on it. ‘And the good thing is, this body is dead now, and Sharp, herself, is-’ Suddenly, one of the tentacles whipped out and wrapped around my wrist!

        An inhuman and wet, bloody voice screamed as the limp torso atop the body bolted down and grabbed my shoulders with her hands. She hissed loudly in a way that vaguely sounded like “mother” and my brain felt on fire, Recall screamed in agony as I punched the undead abomination in the face, jerking myself free before other tentacles tried to grab me.

        ‘Uh, Recall?! The fuck?!’

        ‘I-it’s alive! The body’s alive, the stench must just be from the filth in here! The Plaga has taken over her soulless body, and now it wants me since I’m also essentially a soul clone of Sharp!’

        ‘Yeah, I can kinda tell!’ I nearly dodged a tentacle only for the bitch to aim and squeeze one of her breasts, firing what may have been milk for her kind, but was acid when it touched me! “GAH! Okay, that’s how you wanna play, BITCH?! Let’s go!” I willed forth the Changeling Blade in Luna’s prefered form: Moondrip the deathscythe. I then charged the bitch, cutting a few of her tentacles, but not severing them. As I got directly in front of her, she picked me up and suspended me in the air, tentacles hanging all around me.

        “Let me go you-ARGH!” It felt like my brain was trying to be sucked out a straw, and Recall was wailing murder into my ear. ‘I won’t let you take him!’ I jerked around until I felt something touch my inner thigh. “Oh FUCK no! You’re not-!” Everything went spots. I was gaping open-mouthed in a shock of agony and pleasure, something alien inside me, writhing, squirming, and I wailed as I tried to get free. ‘F-fuck! Fuck! Fuck! It’s in me! It’s in me! GROSS~!’ I grunted and panted as my vision returned, and I charged my horn before I used magic to shoot the bitch’s head off, dropping me to the floor and I hastily crawled out of her coils and yanked the one in my groin out before cutting it off.

        “I-it just raped me! I...I need to bathe!” I rightfully whined, but my relief was short-lived, as the limp coils suddenly grabbed me again, and I panicked, trying to get free. “I just blasted your head off cunt! Stay dead!” I tried to blast her again, but a coil wrapped around my horn, and a piercing headache blinded me, before it began to writhe and pleasant tingles replaced pain. “Stop it! Let me-MMF!” One just shot into my mouth, I can’t breathe! It’s gagging my throat! OW! No! It’s trying to take Recall again! ‘N-no, no! no….’ My mind was going numb, I felt two others penetrate my groin and my rear this time too. I couldn’t think. Everything was fading….

        “You weak bastard.” Came a foreign voice. “So pathetic. I guess I get to save your ass. Just don’t forget to thank me for the gift….”

        I gasped through my nose as consciousness suddenly returned to me, all the pain and pleasure felt second-hand to the fact that I was awake. And this bitch was trying to take something from me! My cerulean eyes suddenly glowed pure white, and I bit down on the offending tentacle that dared enter my mouth, clamping the muscles of my vagina and my anus so tight, the tentacles couldn’t move. I was so angry. And this undead piece of SHIT dared defile me?! I am the Traveller! I am Doxuna! So if anyone’s getting fucked, it isn’t me!

        I flexed my whole body, my amazonian body ripping the prehensile appendages apart, and I spat out the hunk of meat as I yanked the other two offending bits out of me. “You. Are beyond dead. So how about I just make you dead outright?!” I remembered one time when I slaughtered a legion of undead with my moonfire, let’s call it down on this cur! “I, Doxuna; herald the moon! It’s wrathe may not be as hot as the sun, but it is instead colder than the Frozen North! I bind thee to eternal cold! MOONFIRE!”

        White light launched from my blade, Moondrip aimed true, striking the abomination in it’s center. It shrieked like the monster it was, and soon white flames engulfed it, flashing over until it was gone, and in the beast’s place was it, exactly as it was, frozen still, grayed out, as if all its Time was stolen, a rightful province of my moon.

        ‘As it should be. The wretch cannot harm anyone, anymore.’

        ‘Dox? What just happened?! I was separated from you for a second, almost got sucked into the thing.’

        “Who is this Dox? I am Doxuna; Goddess of the Moon and protector of the realm. Speak spirit, what purpose have you?” I demanded, only to blink and put a hand to my head. “What just happened? I am not the goddess of the moon, Selune is...Luna is. What’s going on? I remember things I shouldn’t.” I moved a hand to my abdomen, blinking curiously. “Such as the sensation of being with foal, of labor and love. The trials of immortality, and guiding ponies through the night...protecting their very dreams even.”

        ‘Oh shit. Dox, er, Doxuna. I have very bad news for you.’

        “What news could be worse than us being defiled by such a horrid creature?” I demanded as I wiped at my groin with my robe’s knee-length skirt, disgusted.

        ‘How about the fact that you’ve been forcibly fused with memories and Luna’s essence into a new personality?’

        I blinked, disbelievingly, but also horribly aware that such had to have been true. “Come again?”

> A New Beginning
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

        [Current Time]

        Everyone was looking at me in horror, but especially Luna, who had tears in her eyes. “Oh, Dox. I’m...I’m so sorry.”

        “Don’t be. I may be you...but I’m me too. It’s what being a doppelganger means. If anything, becoming you, partially, was good for me….”





        I was breathing into a paper bag I had in my dimensional storage for some reason. Trying not to hyperventilate from my seat atop the boulder that marked the entrance to the derelict base. I’m Doxuna. I’m a mare. I’m an immortal goddess, er god, whatever, but I’m NOT the matron of the moon and night. Understood, understood...only these thousands of years of memories are more powerful than the meager 20 or so of my male memories! ‘DEAR MOTHER! I mean, DEAR FAUST! I plead for my manhood back! I may like being a mare, but I don’t want to forget what it’s like to be a guy!’

        ‘Babe. Chill. I have your memories too.’

        ‘Great! Good! Please keep them for me while I go insane!’ I then roared as I tossed the the paper bag, it having failed me like the worthless object it was! I swept Moondrip-I mean Changeling Blade-through the air, sending a slash of my moon blade out, mowing down a line of trees. “WHY ME?! Why do I have to be so fucked up?!” I then plopped my sexy ass back on the boulder, and buried my head into my cleavage and arms, sobbing.

        I don’t know for how long I sat there, pitying myself, but by the time I sensed movement nearby, the sun had crossed the sky into late afternoon, and I was itching to move, I suppose I was lucky Wanderlust hadn’t popped another blood vessel to get me to move again. “Who’s there?!” I demanded as I jumped to my hooves, my wings flared and my cheeks caked with dried tears.

        “Goodness...of all things, I had not expected to meet myself out here.” A beautiful...very, very sexy and...oh gog. “What is it shapeshifter? Are you baffled by how erroneous your selected form is?”

        SHE’S SO HAWT~! “Um…Hello~ me.” I said as I drank in the sight of Avarice’s Luna. She stood at 9 feet, but her body put mine to shame I dare say. Her heaving boulders of breasts made mine look like little tennis balls in comparison. The jiggling Q-cup orbs of glory sucked in all attention from the rest of her body, but unlike me I could tell that she was loaded with muscle, while I and by extension my Luna were more softly toned. All nicely wrapped up in form-fitting plate armor. “Ya know, now would be a very nice time to experiment with selfcest. So, wanna bang?"

        Luna quirked an eyebrow at me, and snorted before she smirked a small grin. “The fun t’would be doubled.” AH~! I’m fangirling right now~! Aaaand I just squeed. Must. Hug. Sexy! I dropped Moondrip and jumped at her, laughing with my arms outstretched-. “MMPH!” Uh...not that I’m upset, but...did I really jump that far? My face is shoved snout-deep into her armor’s exposed cleavage, looking up at my sexy idol, who merely looked amused.

        “Thou art an unusual one, but benign it appears. Tell me; how long have thou been here? This site of mine love’s first death?” I didn’t respond, instead snorting into her cleavage and squeezing her left boob under her armor, it was so soft and pliable yet firm that my clutching fingers had overflow. I was utterly lost in my want for perhaps the sexiest mare I’d ever seen, and she rolled her eyes. “Singular in mind I see. Very well Shifter. I too am interested in having sex with myself, and Avarice has been...occupied for several months unfortunately. Thou art fortunate I need to satisfy myself.”

        Eeeeeeeeeee~!





        I woke up in...someplace I wasn’t expecting. “Why am I in Luna’s room?” I asked as I sat up in the giant bed that almost wasn’t enough to accommodate me. ‘What happened? I saw Luna, kinda got lost in a haze, and then….’ I flushed, extremely glad that the memories came back when I remembered ravishing this world’s Luna, practically fixated on her utterly gigantic breasts. I...even got her to penetrate me with a nipple...hot as fuck!

        “So you’re awake.” I turned my gaze to the goddess that might as well be sex defined in the doorway, wearing a thin silvery nightgown that hid nothing, and aroused the imagination as it hung on her body, reliant on her nipples to be held up. “When you passed out from me wearing you down, I brought you here. I still have questions.”

        ‘She wore ME down? That’s...holy hell, no wonder Avarice is such a horn dog if his herd is that good. I need to get my stamina up, see if I can get MY Luna satisfied enough to fall asleep.’ “I’ll cut to the chase. I’m Doxuna, I’m a...sort of, clone of my world’s Luna, but fused with someone else. Or...I’m...someone else, fused with a clone of my world’s Luna?” ‘Which is it?’

        ‘Dox is the original.’

        ‘Thank you Recall.’ “Um, if you don’t mind me asking a question before we get started on anything else, you mentioned Avarice before, yes?” I asked.

        “Yes, he is my mate, but time and again he keeps getting pulled away, leaving me neglected.” Luna huffed, poking her breasts. “He’s the one who got me this big by bringing his daughter here, who I breastfed, and look what came of it. And now I’m the one running the country, my sister unable to in her current condition, my lover stuck in a cave until she lays, and now a large not-copy of me running around with the power of my moon at her call, causing trouble. I can assume you’re to blame for Gumus the miner?”

        “Um, yeah.” I said sheepishly. “That was me… Sorry about that. He was a good lay, though, and very hospitable. Anyways, that wasn’t really my question. Where exactly is Avarice?”

        “Why do you ask?” Luna asked darkly, leering at me as I suddenly felt an incredible amount of bloodlust. “My love is quite vulnerable right now, her whereabouts are kept top secret, only myself and the others in the herd know where she is.”

        ‘Is that so? Hey, Recall.’

        ‘Not a clue. Nowhere I’ve been before fits the bill for a fifty foot giant dragoness to wait out her pregnancy and keep it secret, and I refuse to steal memories.’

        ‘Well damn.’ “I’m his friend. I was...AM, Dox. Has he-SHE, mentioned me?” I asked.

        “You’re Dox? The sire of her eggs? Form your dragon form to prove it. Not full-size of course.” I tried to comply, but...I couldn’t...I  grunted, moved, tried to flex my magic, but it wouldn’t work. I’m Doxuna….

        ‘Hold on champ, bringing a mental image. See if it helps.’ At the sudden image of remembering Avarice when he preferred his dragon form, and some glimpses in the water back then of when I mated with Ava, I focused, pouring myself into it, and suddenly I felt...nothing. But when I looked down, I was in my dragon form, only...I was still a chick. ‘Crap...uh...the whole thousands of years of memory as a mare deal? Yeah...kinda fucking with it.’

        “Yeah like that wasn’t obvious!” I growled out loud, and I sighed. “Sorry Luna, but the whole ‘fusing with a clone’ thing happened to me lately and...well...I’ve forgotten mostly what it’s like to be male in body.” I miss my dick! Sure, I remember what it looks like, but not how it FEELS! I tried again, and couldn’t even get a futa going, feeling more depressed by the second.

        “Well...you did manage to look exactly like her, so I guess I can give you some benefit of the doubt.” Luna considered before she motioned back to me. “You may return to your base form. I can tell that you seem stuck in a form of me as who you really are.”

        “But it’s not...it’s...it is….” I tried to deny, only to wilt and realize at just her mentioning it I’d reverted to my true form, that of Doxuna. “Damn it, can I at least copy you?” I asked more to myself, and only managed to suddenly flood my lap with silver titflesh, making me flush at my now gigantic knockers being Q-cups, but of course scaled up for my size, and Luna blushed too. “U-Um...I guess...I can still control my size a bit?”

        “Don’t do anything. Time for round 27.” Luna licked her lips, and I gawked.

        “We fucked 26 times?!” The way Luna jumped into my cleavage, making me gasp, reminded me of when I jumped her back in Whitetail Woods, only the tables had turned. ‘Welp, I guess I get to be the one being played with this time!’





        I was following Luna to meet her sister and her other herd members after the last several romps, my chest back to more manageable K-cups. Being enormous was freaking awesome, especially considering it seemed Luna had a similar fixation on huge boobs as me apparently, it would make sense; me being more Luna than Dox now…. She also seemed immune to my milk, considering she spent a good deal of time drinking as she played with me, yet nothing seemed to have happened to her. Anyhow, she wanted me to meet her sister and the other two members of Avarice’s herd before she told me where she was, for trust reasons I’m guessing.

        “Now I must warn you to be careful around Tia and Zerona. They’re in the advanced stages of their pregnancies and I don’t want them to be upset or jostled. No. No sex.” What? Hey! I wasn’t-okay I was totally thinking of banging a pregnant princess. Preglestia~! I miss you! I want Tia full of babies again….





        [Current  Time]

        Tia was blushing, and grinning as she rubbed her tummy. “So soon? You want to have more foals already?”

        “W-well...that year on Maui, with you girls, all so ripe and glowing, so beautiful. I just, can’t imagine you being more beautiful than you were then.” I admitted, and they all seemed to glow with pride and leered at me with want. “H-hey, at least not until next Cycle, okay? Besides, we can do the flanky spanky later, I still have plenty of story to tell.” I got a bemoaned sigh from that. Apparently they really missed me… for all of the five seconds I left Luna and that couple of days I left the others.





        “Hello Luna. Who...Luna, did you try to clone yourself again?” Tia’s so sexy~! She’s enormous! She’s basically Luna, but white-furred and with a belly that’s clearly forced her to remain in bed. She’s easily bigger than Bluebelle got during her pregnancy with our quadruplets, so she’s having at least five or six foals from what I can tell. Damn Ava you fertile!

        “N-no we have not! We learned our mistake from before!” Luna tried to clone herself? Heh, self-cest is canon~. “This is Doxuna, originally Dox; Avarice’s egg’s sire.” Luna introduced me to the gratuitously gravid mare laying in her giant plush cloud bed.

        “Her? Well, thank you dear for helping Ava with her needs, but 11? She looks about to pop in comparison to me.” Tia told me-whoa! Wait! ELEVEN EGGS?! If dragon eggs are anything like griffon eggs, which are about the size of a foal; then Ava’s got to be gigantic! I’m suddenly very worried! “Oh, don’t panic dear. She’s quite fine, if extremely frustrated sexually and about her being stuck in one place for so long. Because Die Leucht is trying to kill us and her, we’ve had to keep her hidden in secrecy, and she’s been stuck in the same cave for going on five months now. She’s overdue actually and we’re worried about how we might manually start her labor.”

        “Well… I have an idea…” I declared. “The only problem with it is…. Ava’s a bit too, how do I put this, large for any of you to help.”

        “You mean to forcibly trigger her labor with vigorous sex yes? We considered it, but that’s exactly why we couldn’t do it. She’s almost a week overdue, and for eggs, that’s dangerous. They’ve already started their post-birth incubation, which is a few more months, but it doesn’t change the fact that they should’ve already left Ava’s womb.” Tia guessed right. It was the only non-medical way I knew of that I could help with, maybe.

        “Well then, maybe it’ll help. Even if I can’t manifest a penis, and am still new to female-on-female intercourse….” I admitted, feeling embarrassed as the sexy sisters smiled kindly at me.

        “You were quite good Doxuna. Do not doubt yourself so much.” Luna winked at me, and I just felt so proud for a moment.

        “I did have a fairly good teacher for the basics.” I insinuated, and Luna laughed while Tia merely giggled. “So...are you going to take me to Avarice? And where’s this Zerona you mentioned?”

        “I am over here young one.” I blinked and turned my gaze to-HOLY SHIT! “Yes, my size is quite the surprise, considering compared to Celestia, I am of average stature.” How could I have MISSED her?! She was even BIGGER than Tia, and Tia had at least three feet over her! “To answer curiosity.” The extremely pregnant zebra mare in her own bed off to the side said as she looked around her great belly at me. “I am with 7 foals, while Celestia is with 6. It would seem extreme fertility was not just a boast of hers it seems.” The beautiful zebra joked with a bright smile on her dark muzzle. “So you would exercise caution around her when she is a him, lest you wind up like us.”

        “N-noted….” ‘Hot damn this is sexy in such a maternal way. I wonder….’ I remembered when I was pregnant, carrying my twins-no...no, those aren’t my memories...as much as I’m longing right now for it to have been true…. I put my hands to my abdomen sadly, and Luna, seeing my sadness, quickly grabbed my arm by the bicep gently, and began leading me out.

        “I shall take her to Avarice. Perhaps she can indeed help.” Luna excused, and we left the private parlor of the princesses. “Doxuna, are the memories of my other afflicting you?”

        “Yes...we’ve had twins together, and I...I wish it was me right now, that it was true….” I felt a few tears drip down my cheeks. “But I’m not Luna. I’m not even all Dox anymore. If I’m not just Dox, but Doxuna, then who am I? A lie? A combination of a real person, and memories into something...wrong?”

        “No. Never think that Doxuna. You are your own pony, never forget that.” Luna chided as she led me down the hall to the stairwell. “If you wish for foals, then make it so someday, if you wish to return to being a stallion, then do so someday. Nothing is set in stone, you are who you choose to be, and you have so much potential Doxuna.”

        “... Thanks Luna.” I really did appreciate her words, but…. ‘I’ve never had foals, but I remember it so clearly. Bastard…. Whoever you are, how could you do this to me? Given me the knowledge of something so wonderful, and yet if I indulge, I...I might lose who I used to be….’ I let a few more tears out, but I didn’t openly cry besides that as I blindly followed Luna.





        [Current Time]

        Bluebelle perked up at this part of the story. “Really? You want to bear foals Dox?”

        I blushed, and changed into Doxuna on reflex, putting a hand to my trim belly and rubbing. “Yes….”

        “Well.” Suddenly, my beautiful goddess of fertility morphed seamlessly into Blueblood, but better, and he grinned at me as I blushed brighter while trying not to laugh at the fact that he was still wearing a white dress which he clearly didn’t care about. “I can help with that. But do go on Doxuna~, you do have more to tell after all.”

        “Yeah, and sad news for you, got over it a while ago.” I said unconvincingly. “I mean, it’d be fun to mess around, maybe experience it… But I got over it eventually. I wouldn’t mind...in the future. But no actively pursuing foals in the future for me...unless I end up like this during the Cycle, then I have no clue if I’d be able to even control myself...again.” They all perked at the apparent clue I gave them, and huffed. “I’m not skipping to the juicy bits, I’m telling the whole story! Now sit back down and listen, geez…. If you’re so intrigued with my sexcapades then...you’ll like the next part.”





        In hindsight, it only made sense. Where do you hide a giant pregnant dragoness for several months? “Be cautious, even with Avarice’s structural reshaping of it, these caverns are still dangerous.” The Crystal Caves under Canterlot of course! All the food and space she could need were down here, but the size of the entrance tells me that she’s genuinely trapped here until she lays. Even not preggers she would’ve had to squeeze in one boob and ass cheek at a time like I did with Gumus’ house.

        “I don’t remember the caves being so spacious before….” I commented as we traveled down the giant empty cavern with only the occasional pillar of crystal leading up to the ceiling, and the floor was almost completely barren rock.

        “Avarice has had to eat for twelve you know. And it’s all gone to her boobs and ass too.” Luna commented as if jealous, but considering she’s the only member of Ava’s herd who hasn’t had kids, I guess it’s similar to me right now; wanting foals. “Then again, I am quite appreciative of her expansions of ‘real estate’ and her ‘tracts of land’.”

        “Damn it you’re making me randy, stop it.” I demanded. Seriously. We’d had sex more than 30 times the past day alone. If I were a guy, would I be able to get this aroused so easily? My weak, faded memories say yes; I would most definitely, but be more frustrated than annoyed. “But just how deep is she?”

        “Not much further. Not even five months of a ravenous giant dragon can make it all the way through the mountain, especially with how limited her mobility has been.” Luna licked her lips, adjusting her dark purple shoulderless low-cut dress.

        “Why are you behaving like this? I mean, if she’s as big as you say she is, then she couldn’t even-.”

        “Remember when I penetrated you with my nipple?” Luna idly commented and I sputtered, very much remembering the unusual ways we did it. “Now imagine that, only it’s bigger than a stallion’s cock, and flooding with much more milk than me.” Okay, stop it! Getting horny! “And~ her long serpentine tongue, big as a pony, and able to-.”

        “No more!” I screamed, my face now a bright red, my thighs rubbing together, and my hands caressing my breasts through my washed robe. “I swear, you’re going to get me so horny that I’ll take you and everyone in Canterlot. Now shut up!” ‘Fuck~! Damn it Luna’s a shameless 
tease!... One that’d I’d really like to- NO! Now I’m getting myself horny too.’


        ‘Are you seriously complaining about that? I thought you and her were having a good-’

        ‘Okay, now you shut up Recall. There’s no need for that and I don’t want to exhaust myself before I go help Ava. It’s going to be hard enough stimulating her vagina and cervix enough to start labor without a dick, I don’t want to get wrapped up in her other attributes for my own pleasure.’ I hissed, and Luna merely enhanced her gait to swivel her sexy ass at me. Fucking hell, she isn’t even MY Luna and she’s so cruel!

        My ears twitched at hearing squelching noises that were far too familiar lately, and the moans of a desperate woman, then my attention turned back to Luna as she sighed. “Poor Avarice, unable to sate herself, and nopony big enough to help.” I was wondering how she couldn’t sate herself when we rounded a bend, and I about creamed myself in arousal.

        Ava put Tia and Zerona to shame, and it wasn’t just because she was a 50-foot giantess dragon. Her belly was literally swollen with eggs to the point she leaned on it, her legs resting on her knees, and her huge tits had swollen into gigantic knockers like Luna’s, but seemed even bigger since they were scaled up for her size, and rested atop her great orb of a belly firm with milk, a claw was furiously tweaking and milking a black nipple on a cream-scaled breast as the other ran over her cream belly comfortingly.

The reason she wasn’t outright fingering herself I could see why now. Her belly cut off any frontal access to her goods, and her black-scaled ass had gotten fa~t from all her eating, even pushing her tail up, and with her belly stiffening her torso, she’d never be able to lean back far enough to reach that way either, and I don’t think she’d take enough pleasure from her alternative hole, even if her widened hips did have more clearance.

        It was beyond sexy. Especially since it was her, and even more so since those were MY eggs in her womb. “See now why just thinking of her gets me excited?” Luna asked a bit short of breath. Apparently even though she sees her on a regular basis, Ava just sucked the breath out of Luna’s lungs anyway. A sentiment I could really relate with right now.

        “Gog I really miss having a dick right now.” ‘How am I going to help THAT?! I’d have to...oh...that wouldn’t give ME as much pleasure, but I wonder if I can do that….’ I took a deep breath to get back the air I lost, and started running my hands through my ether night-sky hair to brace myself. “I always wondered what it would be like….”





        [Current Time]

        They were all gawking at me, and I was curling into myself in embarrassment. “You. Didn’t….” Emerald said, and I just hugged my breasts into my knees in a mixture of shame and embarrassed amusement.

        “...I did.”

        “...Can WE do that?!” Blue asked as he turned back into Bluebelle, hands on her trim stomach.

        “Um…. S-sure.” I stuttered out. “B-but uh, only if you let me have a turn with it too…”





        I gasped as I squeezed out of the tight walls crushing me, feeling both embarrassed and proud of hearing Ava screaming in rapture as I held her labia open from crushing my head, but I didn’t have the convenience of being inside her for long as the first of 11 eggs was right behind me. “Luna! Help catch the egg!” I shouted as I grunted and squeezed to get out of the contracting walls of Ava’s vagina. I had climbed right up inside there, and manually triggered her labor at the cervix and breaking her water. About drowned. Especially since she got so much pleasure out of me being in there and I had to turn myself around without my horn injuring her.

        “Luna~! I-it’s coming! Whatever Dox did, I-I’m laying!” Ava wailed, in a mix of panic, relief, and fear as her giant belly convulsed, and she grunted in pain, clenching her eyes shut as she muffled a scream, tears coming from her eyes. “It’s worse than I imagined! I thought dragon labor was easier on the mother!”

        “It is dear, but it’s still painful!” Luna shouted as she flew down to me in Ava’s groin, the labia had been persistent and were trapping my hips, the egg was starting to crush my legs! “Grab onto me!”

        “Ah! Luna she’s crushing my pelvis!” I shouted in pain, feeling the strain on my hips as the impossibly strong muscles clamped down on me as the walls behind them undulated to move the egg harder and harder against the ‘blockage’. I thought I was going to become a cripple until I felt Luna’s arms hook under my armpits, and she flapped her wings as hard as she could while her horn shined, and I felt the labia lips stop squeezing so tight, and I popped free, sending us tumbling, but I managed to help us recover for the landing, ignoring Ava’s pained scream of mixed agony and ecstasy.

        “I-it’s crowning! Somepony catch it!” She screamed, and I and Luna turned around just in time to see the enormous cream and black egg the size of a small house start leaving the dragoness’s lower lips. “I can’t get any closer to the floor with my gut this big, do something!”

        “We’ve got it!” Both I and Luna shouted, our matching voices creating a duet tone as we both grabbed it in our cerulean magic, and helped ease the giant egg out of her, and slowly lowered it to the cave floor several dozen feet away.

        This process repeated ten more times, and after about an hour of effort, Ava was laying on her side, exhausted, and both I and Luna were sitting down, leaning against one of her titanic boobs to rest ourselves.

        “That… Was intense.” I sighed, almost falling asleep against Ava’s huge cushiony tit. “Almost got crushed, then crippled, then helped out with several births…. Speaking of that, I think I’m sworn off the whole ‘foals’ thing.”

        “Oh, trust me, that’ll pass. It always does.” Luna advised, equally exhausted as she leaned into me, resting her head against my elbow. “I’m feeling the same way, but I know my desire will outweigh my apprehension before long. Besides, you remember having done it before, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah. But those aren’t really my memories.” I asserted, images of things I’d never done coming to me.

“Do you remember the pain?” I hissed as I clutched my abdomen, she had to bring that up!

“How could I NOT?! Delivering Nyx and Nymus was the most painful thing I’d ever suffered! But, seeing them, it was all worth...fuck, now I want foals again…thanks for that Luna.” I growled, but seeing Nyx and Nymus, fresh from my womb...from Luna’s womb as I was there so I got both perspectives, just...I…. ‘Damn you Luna….’

“But Avarice, where was Sonata in all of this? She was supposed to be here with you, and where are Crescent and Sharp for that matter?” Luna demanded at the giantess letting us use her boob for a pillow, and the dragoness sighed in exasperation.

“I’d just sent them out on a food run. I can’t just eat nothing but crystals all the time Lu. I mean; look what it’s done to my figure! I have an ass that can act as a shelf, and my tits are as big as yours! N-not that that’s bad or anything….” Ava recovered, and Luna sighed as she slapped one of her own tits, sending them jiggling like an ocean.

“I can sympathize dear. But you can actually control that unlike me. Now shrink down so I can actually wrap my arms around you for once.” Aw, I was enjoying laying against giantess tits….

“Not yet, too tired. Let me leave some of my dragon behind though, tired of being all scales.” The boob softened even more as cream and black patterned fur replaced the cream scales, and I heard Ava sigh. “Damn it...tits and ass are still the same. Guess I need to get some energy back before I can process the excess fat tissue.” A still-draconic black claw came down over the top of the giant boob and gently ran a finger around us. “Thank you so much. I was getting desperate.”

“No problem. It also...sorta, fulfilled a deep-rooted fantasy of mine….” ‘Now that, is something I know is pure me, pure Dox. But if I didn’t have all this Luna in me, I don’t think I would’ve had the courage to do this...or any of my recent sexcapades.’ I mused, and the finger stopped caressing us, before I heard Ava coo, and I suddenly bolted away before her hand almost grabbed me. “N-not right now! I-I-I...I need to...uh...take another bath! Yeah! Sanitary reasons!”

“You were already in me, so I don’t think that’s a problem, and I’m immune to nigh everything, so your excuse is moot.” The mutant alicorn giantess mocked as she grunted and sat up, looking past me at her pile of eggs. “I...laid those...those are my babies….”

“It’s an amazing feeling, isn’t it?” I asked wistfully, only to shake myself. “I need to get away from all the sex and babies for a while, I might just go crazy and get pregnant at this rate. Okay, I think it’s about time I left this world for another one.”

‘Good idea, more places, more encounters, more sights to see, adventures to be had.’

‘Sounds amazing...wait, fuck off asshole! I am going, but I’m not on speaking terms with you!’

‘Ingrate, I saved your pitiful life from becoming the Broodmother of a corruptive parasitic species. No matter. You still amuse.’

‘The hell is that supposed to mean?! Whatever, just reminding me that I still have things to cover up…like with really good groin and butt armor, and someone to crush any lingering ties to...’ “Avarice, I know it’s off-topic. But could I have your help destroying something?”

“Sure. I’ve spent months creating those things, I could use a bit of destruction.” Ava gestured to the eggs, and I opened my dimensional storage, taking out the Dice Roller Core.

“Among things, I need you to help get rid of this…” I said. “Or at least remove the dice from it so I can keep the phone.” Ava’s eyes shined red, and she pursed her lips. I had a feeling a Contract might be needed, but I hope it isn’t something too much for me to pay the price for.

“You want...items created by HIM to be destroyed?! That’s...you’re asking me to destroy something created by an entity almost as old as Death itself.” Ava balked, and I blinked. DM is that old?

“What are you saying? DM isn’t-.”

“I MEAN the MERCHANT!” Oh...shit. That’s right! The dice from my set that I got was from the Merchant! It’s been so long that little bit of information sorta flew over my head.

“So… Is it impossible?” I asked, now slightly afraid of the answer. “Is that what you’re trying to tell me? That you can’t?”

Ava huffed smoke out her nose and rolled her eyes. “Nothing is impossible. I figured you’d know at least THAT by now. But here’s an example.” Ava reached playfully into her great canyon of cleavage, getting me to sigh at her antics before she took out a very familiar weapon.

“Isn’t that Chiappa? Your first gun?” I wonder...now that I’m no longer the DM’s Champion, what happened to it’s blood enchantment? Probably gone or weakened I bet. My musing was ruined when Ava carelessly crushed the tiny thing between her fingers, and tossed it to my feet in pieces. “W-why’d you do that?! Didn’t it mean some-?!” I shut up, watching with awe and fear as the destroyed weapon seemed to just bring itself together, reshaping, rebuilding until it was whole again. As pristine as it was off a factory line somewhere. “H-holy shit….”

“Vaga’s body is the same, the same likely goes for your dice. I could melt them, pulverize them, even cast them into a black hole and they’d just come back to you somehow. I don’t know if it’s the same for all artefacts the Merchant gives us Displaced, but it’s like this for me, and considering like me; you have two beings of great power who collaborated on their creation, I’m willing to bet it is so.” I wilted, feeling defeated. How could I be free of that asshole if his dice, my token, were indestructible? “But.” But? “There is a way to nullify them, change their form, their meaning.” Ava grinned, her shark-teeth clicking a bit. “I can do that. I just need...payment.”

“W-what sort of payment?” I nervously asked. Avarice’s deals are always strange, always usually have a twist or are seemingly pointless.

‘I like her. You could not have chosen a better friend and mate.’

‘Sh-she’s not my mate!’

‘Explain the eggs.’

‘FUCK OFF!’

Ava mused, humming, before hefting a gigantic breast and grinning. “I could use someplace for all this...extra mass. My body’s stunted at 50 feet and I’m just growing outward at this rate. If I gave it to you, you’d have more mass to work with for your Shifting. It wouldn’t really be much of a trade it would seem, but I’d rather not have a giant rack like this in the way when I need to kill things, and I don’t want to consider what all this weight would do to my male forms….”

“It’d sure as hell be funny.” I muttered under my breath, chuckling slightly.

“What was that?” Ava hissed, a brow and her snout twitching as I swore I saw a red anger-mark on her temple. “I could just refuse, leave you with your burden. Stay a sexy reposed goddess of sex and insanity forever.”

“Sex and insanity? I’m pretty sure you got that wrong.” I said. “The Traveller is Chaos and Whimsy, buddy. And I’ve been living that so far.”

“And I am Fertility and Chaos. Pick your poison. Which of us is worse hun? Want to have a contest?” Her eyes shined an even brighter red, her smile becoming just outright horrifyingly and gleefully evil.

“Listen, can we just make the deal?” I asked impatiently. “I’m willing, but I’m not sure-”

“Not until you apologize and call me momma. After all: I did just give birth to you and your 11 siblings.” She fluttered her eyes at me and I blushed so hard my whole body turned red.

“Did I enter your womb?” I asked. “No! Therefore, I will NOT be calling you mother!”

“Not really, but you reached a hand in~. I felt something pass through my cervix before any of the eggs did.” I sputtered and fidgeted as she just huffed little clouds of smoke from her nose in amusement.

“T-that’s not the same thing!” I yelled, my full body blush somehow turning an even deeper red.

“Details. Say ‘I’m sorry mommy, please help me’ and I’ll gladly-.”

“BITCH I WILL EAT YOU! AND NOT IN THE FUN WAY!”

Everything went deathly silent. I...I think I overstepped a boundary. “Oh? Eat me?” Ava darkly asked, a false amusement to her tone as her slit eyes sharpened so much I thought they might disappear. “How about I show you how it’s done then?” I yelp as her green aura grabbed me, and yanked me up to her mouth, which opened wide, my heart pounding in terror, and a bit of arousal.

“Do it and you’ll regret it.” I declared. “I promise you, you won’t like eating-.” Her jaws snapped shut around me, all I could see was darkness, feel the damp, and smell her brimstone breath from her flame sac. “B-bitch! Don’t!” Her tongue suddenly wrapped around me, squeezing me like a snake, and flexing against me. “W-what’re you?!” I was suddenly thrown to the back of the throat, and I dug my hands into any surface I could. “N-NO! WHY?! HOW COULD YOU-?!” I felt the throat grab me, and it yanked me down so hard it made her vagina feel like a massage. “NO~!”

        I landed in something surprisingly soft, small and almost conforming to my body as i was forced into a ball-like fetal position, and I gasped, about to start punching and kicking when I realized there wasn’t any fluid in here. “YOU FUCKING BITCH!” I yelled. “LEMME OUT!”

        ‘And to think, you were just there, almost had that deal of yours. Ah, so funny.’

        ‘SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU! Unless you’re here to help me out, I don’t want any!’

“What’s that hun? Can’t hear you. Did you say ‘Please let me out mommy’?” I heard her voice echoing dully through her flesh as some fluids started rising up out of the spongy darkness, it was slimy and smelled funky!

‘Oh, how funny. Not only are you trapped inside your friend, her hormones are acting up.’

“FUCK OFF!”

“Mm...oh. I can’t believe how good this feels...redirecting you to my uterus was a great idea.”

        “Avarice! I know what she said was a very serious threat, but please let her out!” Luna! Help talk sense into her! And her womb?! I’m in her womb! How?! Wait, Shifter, right!

“Either you let me out now, or I kick your ass from the inside.” I threatened, only to feel something pushing against my belly at my belly button, and press. Oh...oh no! “L-let me out! I’m not your foal!”

“Hm? What’s that baby? You’re hungry? Momma will feed you.” I yelped in pain as the cord connected to my belly button, and I felt something entering my stomach through it.

“No, no!” I screamed. “I am not your baby! Let me-.” The amniotic fluid had risen to fully encompass me, and I screamed into the fluid until I had no air, and was about to black out, when instead I felt my lungs filling, breathing for me, and my mouth started caking, filling with a spongy material to keep me from swallowing or breathing in the life-nurturing liquid. ‘No! I...I’m actually fully connected to her!’

        ‘Yes my little foal, that’s right.’

‘Oh, fuck no. Get out of my head.’

‘Well that’s no way to speak to mommy, and here I was helping you.’

‘Hey, if you’re gonna stay in my head, I’m gonna make you regret-.’ I felt a surge of growth, my robe, which was rapidly calcifying since it was a ‘foreign object’, suddenly tore away from me, my confines getting tighter as I began growing larger, the cord pumping more, and more into me. ‘AH! What’re you doing?!’

‘Just holding up the bargain dear. The dice were fucking stubborn as hell, but I managed.’ Wait, what?! She did it anyway?! Then why am I in here?! I kicked, and she cooed, and I felt her hand rubbing me as I stretched her uterus back out. ‘As for why you’re in there, consider it punishment, and a bit of fulfillment for that curiosity of yours.’

‘Fuck off. You want punishment, I’ll give you punishment.’ At that, I started imagining horrible things, well, horrible to normal people. A large massacre, men, women, and children all dying left and right, essentially the Apocalypse. Buildings falling, fire erupting from the ground and falling from the sky, a world being destroyed outright, all to the soft and gentle tune of Prelude, from Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1.

‘You...little...BITCH!’ I mentally groaned as my growth sped up more, and she fed thoughts back at me, of her world in ruins. ‘There are some things, that you do NOT mock! The death of a world is one of them! Maybe I’ll just keep you in there, force you to TRULY become my foal!’ The womb shifted, spinning me around, and I winced at feeling my face being pressed against a firm and hard surface.

‘Hey, how about you don’t trick me like this again and I’ll think about it. I can already sorta tell what you’re doing, but hey, wasn’t the only way you could do it.’

‘Certainly, but it was the most fun, and humiliating. And, mmph...and you get to experience something most can only claim once, and never remember.’

‘You do know I still have my Hyperion gear hooked up to me, right? You’re on my shit list now. Already sent Homage a virus.’ I chuckled at the thought. ‘Ah, forcing him to watch that unspeakable video… I can only imagine how he took it. Haven’t gotten an Email back yet, honestly.’

‘Really? That’s hilarious!’ Damn, wasn’t expecting her to enjoy it. ‘Almost done hun, damn I can’t believe just how FAT I got….’ I felt a final surge, and I was being squeezed on all sides by Ava’s womb. ‘H-here we go! Be a dear and help yourself out hm?’ The hard surface my face was pressing against suddenly flexed, and I felt my snout slip into what was once a firmly shut hole, her cervix.

‘Bitch, I’m scratching you on the way out.’ I thought as I squeezed my hands into the tight muscle, and started pulling myself, the pressing and squeezing of Ava’s womb and the undulating of her vagina helping me along impressively quick, if I didn’t stretch her out so much. ‘How BIG have you made me?! I was 15 feet tall as it was, and I fit in here just fine, now I’m stretching you out!’

‘I DID say I had a LOT of fat! Practically all of it came from my tits and ass too. Now I’m back down to my old figure, so we’ll see when you’re reborn, hm?’ Okay, I’ll admit, I was pretty damn excited now. I wanted to see what may have changed! I wriggled and writhed as I forced myself along, until finally my hands reached practically ice-cold air in comparison to the incredible heat I’d been immersed in. I grabbed the labia and began pulling myself out with all my might, until my head reached the air, and I spat out the spongy cork in my mouth to take a deep breath on my own while the umbilical was still breathing for me, ow.

“I’m alive~!” I crowed in joy, before continuing to pull myself out, my hips getting stuck in her labia again. “A little help here!”

“What do you think I’ve been doing the whole time? Playing tiddlywinks?” Ava sniped as I felt much-smaller hands hook my armpits, and gently pull me free, and she turned me around to look at me as she held me up. Indeed; her boobs were back down to K-cups and she was also drenched in sweat. “What do you say now my daughter? How was it?”

“Bitch…” I said. ‘Honestly, it was… enjoyable. But like hell I’d admit that.’

‘Forget something?’ I heard Ava’s voice in my head and I blushed bright red as I grabbed the cord still connected to my belly button. Oh fuck, did she-. ‘-Hear that? Yes~.’ She brought me to her breast, and presented her nipple which was just small enough for my new size to be able to fit, if I opened wide. “Drink up dear. It’ll help you recover.”

“Hey, screw you.” I declared before pulling my own tit up to my lips. “I got my own.”

“Hmph, fine. Mother knows when to let go.” She gently set me down, before holding my torso and the cord, gently pulling it away and it snapped clean off without pain.

“You ain’t my mom. You won’t be. I don’t care what just happened, what you say, I already have a mom…. I think.” I mused as I looked myself over. Judging by how much more I towered over Luna who was looking onward with interest, I guess I can get up to 25 feet tall now. It wasn’t hard to start shrinking down on my own, guess I can use the mass after all.

“I told you, remember? You have a mother out there, back in your homeworld. But, if you truly wish to be motherless...I’m okay with that I guess….” Oh shit, she looks really hurt by that...aw, fuck it.

“Listen I’m sorry, alright?” I said, trying to console my friend-with-benefits. “Listen, we never really made the contract, you forced this on me.”

“You threatened me. No contract was needed to deal justice.” Ava warned, getting me to groan.

“Can I just have my token and the knowledge on how to mess with it?!” I asked impatiently. “I understand, you got mad. I got mad too, now can we just get this over with?”

“Oh, fine...not even a suckle?” I deadpanned at her, and she sighed. “Oh, alright.”

“Listen, just give me what I want, I’ll do something better.”

“We’ll see.” Ava grumped, reaching into her mane and then lowering her palm towards me, revealing a clustered mess of the dice all melted together and my old phone back to the way it was. “I didn’t know what you wanted it to look like, but I weakened the connection to Merchant a little, and also almost finished severing it from DM, but the last stage is up to you.”

“Great.” I said, taking my malformed now-hated token from the giantess mutant alicorn I called my friend.”So you also melted the rest of DM’s precious little dice to it huh? Thanks, makes destroying it easier.” I said, placing my phone in my storage where it belonged. “Thanks…. mother.” Ava practically jerked like she’d been struck, and began pouring tears from her eyes as her lip trembled, and I yelped as her magic suddenly snared me and she smothered me in her giant tits in a hug.

“You’re welcome sweetie!” She leaned in and her soft lips smooched my whole head before she carefully deposited me back on the floor. “I-I’m sorry that...it was just so nice to hear that.”

“Never. Do that random hugging thing again.” I said. “... Unless I say so. Anyways, on with the task at hand.” I took one last look at the screwed up abomination of melted together dice before crushing it in my hand like it was made of dust, sending a MASSIVE shockwave of energy out.

The shockwave sent me to the opposite side of the cave, sent Luna flying out of the cave, and Ava twenty feet into the wall she was leaning against. “Ow...forgot about that whole magic thing….” However, as I’d feared, I saw the dust swirling together, but it didn’t seem to form a solid shape.

DOX! I WON’T LET THIS BE!

“Yeah?! Well screw you!”

‘Oh, you little moron. You have to do it like this.’ I felt my arm jerk upwards, and energy pour through it as my hand turned into a fist. “Thanks for giving me a student, jackass.” My voice said with a heavy echoing tone added to it as my eyes turned pure white, and the dust swirled about into a tighter and tighter ball.

Curse you Traveller! It was you who corrupted my son to begin-!

“Sorry, what was that? You’re leaving? Okay, bye, dickwad.” I said in that same tone, totally agreeing with it. I felt my fist open up and the energy flow from it, colliding with the dust ball. Instantly the dust caught into white flame, DM shouting in anger as his connection faded, and the magical dust began melting together, the fire swirling and compressing until it flashed away in a swathe, dropping a smoking unseen item heavily to the rocky ground. ‘And that, kid, is how you do it. Have fun learning how to do that on your own.’

‘Wow...’





[Current Time]

“So wait...you’re technically Ava’s daughter?” Athena asked in confusion.

“Seriously, of all the things I just talked about, that’s what you focus on?”

“Dox, to be fair; being reborn is serious business.” Tia said with intense seriousness. “Being Sarenrae, I know what second chances mean, and you were very much in a situation where you could’ve been both literally, and spiritually reborn.”

“Alright, you want the actual answer? Just wait ‘til later in the story, okay? It gets weird, and trust me, she’ll show up again.”





Ya know… I think being the traveller is pretty cool now. If I can do THAT later on, this might just be one of the more fun scenarios I’ve been sucked into. Besides getting plowed by Gumus...I hope he’s doing okay.

‘Hey, Dox, what’s that over there?’

‘Recall~! Good to hear you! I’ve had Wanderlust with me this whole time, good to have ya back.’ I replied as I approached the ball of smoke, waving it away to try and see the source.

‘Trust me, good to be back. Being gone all of a sudden is just…. scary.’

“The hell is this?” I mused out loud as I picked up the source. “Another fucking die?! Really?! Well, at least it looks cooler, and it’s a D20. Diamond and obsidian, it seems to be.” ‘I wonder… Recall, what’s your opinion on this thing? I think it might make a good new token.’

‘No. Do something cool with it. Make it a necklace, anything. Just make it more you and less Dungeon Master, okay?’

Hm...still keep it but...hold on. ‘I remember something that might be fitting!’ The combination of Luna’s and my own memories invested back when, so back when Tia was possessed, and had taken my dice back when they were everything to me. ‘Tia’s D20 necklace!’

‘That sounds like a good idea. It’s a nice perversion and insult, of back when someone was defying DM, and now you’re doing the same. Quick question, though, smartass. Where you gonna get the metal to hold it?’

‘... We’re in a cave. You’re really asking me that? Dude, there’s metal right over freaking there!’ I pointed to a conspicuous pile of various metal ores in a corner of the back of the cave, and I blinked when I noticed they were separated. ‘Oh...uh...Ava was a dragoness for months...dragons hoard...better ask first.’

“Ava? You okay, buddy?” I called to my mutant alicorn friend who was currently inside a wall. “Do you mind if I use some of your metal to make a new token?”

“TOUCH ONE ROCK AND I REND YOUR SOUL!” Ava’s draconic eyes narrowed again, and she hissed with flames licking her teeth, before she blinked and shook her head harshly as she peeled out of the wall. “W-whoa...nopony’s asked about the hoard yet. Sorry...Uh...maybe? No. Yes. Uh...just don’t snatch anything. I...give...per...miss...sion!” Ava managed to force out, gritting her shark teeth so hard her gums started bleeding.

“There, was that so hard?” I said, semi-mockingly. Her response? I got kicked in the cunt from across the chamber. “Bitch…”

“Don’t make me rescind it! Just take what you need before I change my mind!” Ava hissed, looking away from the pile, trying not to think about it.

I started searching through the pile for something that would fit for… Well, me. I mean, that’s what a token’s for, right? So, on my search went… Until I found the gold and pyrite. Right as I was about to touch it, I got stopped, a green aura practically breaking my wrist. “Of all. The ore. You try to take GOLD, from a dragon?” Ava hissed, aiming my hand to a different pile that looked similar. “Just for that, you can have the pyrite.”

“I was actually aiming for pyrite, thanks. Thought the gold was pyrite.” I said, picking up a sizable chunk. “Also, OW!” I willed forth the Changeling Blade, forcing it into a dagger before cutting a good bit of the pyrite off of the chunk and dismissing it. “Now, can you help me a bit? I need to shape this.” Her answer was to spit on the floor nearby, the burning fluids burning in a prolonged pyre of black void flame. “Thanks.”

I held the chunk in my hand up, and remembering my days in the Canterhorn’s surface ruins, which we knew now to be Dwarven in nature, smithing at the special forges. I levitated the poor-quality metal into the center of the intensely hot flames of the void. The metal served more as symbolism than anything, t’would make the result much greater! Fantastic. I waited until the fake gold was glowing in the dark flame which began dissipating, and took it back into my aura. Hm...yes. I began molding, folding, compressing, squeezing out the impurities.

Soon, I had a thick wire of pyrite, and I held up the queer twenty-sided chance orb up, levitating it as well, and meticulously coiling the wire around it before it could finish cooling and hardening, tight enough to hold it, but loose enough that it may yet spin, huzzah! It is finished! “Now we merely require a strip of leather or similar cord, and our latest project shall be ready!”

‘Doxuna, you’re doing it again.’

“Doing what again spirit? We art in the ‘zone’, please do not interfere. Fair mare! Might we ask thee for a strand of thine gorgeous locks?” We asked of the beautiful being who looked at us queerly, why dost she look upon us as if we have grown another head?

“Sure, but it’s really long for that sort of thing.” Ava reached up to her scalp, and plucked a single incredibly long and twine-thick hair, dropping it to the floor.

“We thank thee.” ‘Hm, perhaps if we were to mold it into a thicker cord, a rope made from the hair of a goddess! Inspired!’ We then took the dozen or-so foot long strand of hair, and began doubling it back, weaving intricately into Coltic knots, before feeding a fairly well-sized new necklace band into the pyrite loop atop the centerpiece, using a melding spell to fuse the strand’s ends together, and we promptly placed it around our neck, admiring how the bauble sat just at the top of our glorious cleavage. “It is done! Wait until sister sees-!”

We froze, I mean...I froze...a tear leaving my eye as I realized I had become somepony else for a moment...oh, look; I thought “somepony” instead of “somebody”.... ‘I did warn you.’

‘Yes, you did….’ Well… Might as well not dwell on it. Gotta keep moving, as ponies-I mean, people say.

Now, what to say… What to say…

I got it! I took off the D20 necklace and held it out in front of me.

“This is Dox. If you get this, know that I am on your side, and that as the winds change, so will my course. I am the Traveller, he who wanders and leaves gifts wherever she goes. Summon me, and you shall be sure to have an ally wander your way.”

‘That should do it. What do you think, Recall?’

‘Throw it! Throw it, throw it, throw it!’

‘Jeez, calm down, hehe. I asked for an opinion, not someone acting like MC or Bronze’s internet-addicted Twilight.’ I did a little baseball wind-up before chucking the bauble as hard as I could, a portal opening up right before it could hit Ava in the tit, and I spun around, catching the mildly weighty new token with a grin. “I’m free! I don’t have anything left tying me to that child-abandoning bastard! Respecced origin story mother-fucker!”

“Dox, as nice as it is to have done all this, and for you to be dancing around like a ninny in the nude; I’d like some time alone with my eggs before someone comes back. It seems you pissed Luna off enough to just outright leave too.” Ava huffed a swirl of smoke before a copy of my new token appeared in her fingers. “So your old one’s now your new one. Guess that makes old friends easier to stay in touch with, but seriously; get out. I have some clothes your size, put them on and go. I’m tired.” Then she grinned and giggled. “Mommy has a headache~.” She joked as she took out a huge cream-colored short-skirt dress that seemed my size, and I felt a bit indignant, but most of me found the dress cute…

“...As much as I’d love the dress, got some pants and a shirt? I...don’t think I’d be able to resist giving ponies a show with a skirt that short at my height.” I admitted, but Ava’s devious grin wasn’t putting me at ease.

“Oh? You want the ‘modern’ look that isn’t even around in my world’s time period hm? I think I may have...something.” The dress vanished, and in it’s place was either a one-size-fits-ALL Hyperion one-piece swimsuit in black with yellow logos on the chest and butt, or a properly sized ring-clasped bikini top and jeans, both faded gray with some black tribal marks around the nipple areas and where my cutie marks would be under the jeans. “I don’t have anything conservative, and no; Vaga doesn’t count.” Ava joked with a wink, and I gulped, looking between both sexy articles, really wanting to wear both, flaunt my hot body….

“I’ll… I’ll take the ring clasp…” I said. “B-but can I...maybe...if I go swimming?” I asked hopefully, and Ava seemed content at my puppy-dog face.

“Oh. Alright. A mother can’t resist her daughter’s pout. Damn. Now I know how my mother felt when I did that….” Ava mused before levitating both outfits into my arms. “Away with  you now. I’m tired….” She crawled over to her eggs, her tail giving me a gentle caress as she passed, and she curled around most of them, sighing out her nose.

As I started walking out of Avarice’s cave, I started wondering something.

“Where to next…” I mused as I slipped on my new top, adjusting my breasts and was pleased with how comfortable they were, starting to step into my new jeans as I threw my swimsuit into my storage.

Thankfully, my musing was answered as I felt the familiar sort of ‘pull’ of someone trying to summon me.

“Well, whoever you are, luckily for you I have nothing else to do. I’m on my way, baby~!”

And with that, a portal opened up in front of me, and I jumped through, leaving Avarice and her world behind.

> Hey Squidface and Metal Maiden!
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        [Current Time]

        “Hold on for a second, Dox.” Emerald said. “So, you destroyed your dice and your token? Did you even know how that would affect anyone else with your token?!”

        “Well, I mean, if it was a part of something, it’d actually affect them, but no.” I explained. “At that current point in time, no, I had zero idea how it would affect anyone. Hell, one of the guys that summoned me got screwed the hell up because of what I did. In fact, if I may continue…”





        I swear, multiversal travel always looks the same. Well, when I get summoned, that is. Always the same damn crappy iTunes visualizer that leads on to a white dot.

        Speaking of that…

        Immediately after reaching said white dot, I was flung from the exit portal and underneath someone, knocking them over from me being so large even though I’d been sitting since the portal took a bit of time this go around. This said person was green, obviously and ridiculously masculine, and had a squid head. And thus my first thoughts, and actions, were to grab him tightly, completely immobilize him, and snuggle his head in my huge rack.

        “Hey there, sexy squidface.” I said in as casual a voice as I could manage. “Long time no see. So, how’s it going? Make any squid-robot babies?”

He grunted in pain and then growled, pushing to get away from me.

“Get. Off. Now.”

“Nah, I think I like you were you are, squidface.” I responded. “In fact, it wouldn’t be against me to- OW!” I looked behind me and rubbed the back of my head, my eyes settling on Jen, who was hovering behind me to get as high as my head and had smacked me upside the head.

“I did that because Kyth can’t right now. So get the hell off him ya crazy whorse!”

“Hey! I’ll have you know that I am not like that!” I declared, letting go of Kyth and turning to smack Jen upside the head. “And who are you to call me a whore? You are a robot, as far as I can tell with you two, you can’t even have sex.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You claim not to be that way, when you come out of nowhere, ask about people’s sex lives and then shove an injured guy’s face into your rack. And yeah, I could have sex if I-”

“Prove it.” I said.

“Why would I want to prove myself to some crazy anthro horse lady that came out of nowhere to ask about my sex life?”

“Because I don’t believe you. You say you can have sex, get on down here and either bang your boyfriend, or come get some of me.” I said calmly. “Come on, you know you want to try this.”

She gave me a mildly repulsed look and shook her head. “Firstly, my door doesn’t swing that way. Second of all, I’m not into random interdimensional skanks that hit on my boyfriend. Thirdly, I dont gotta prove shit to you lady.”

“Eh, your loss.” I said, waving her off. “And for your information, I wasn’t hitting on Kyth. Why the hell would I hit on a friend that I barely see? I mean, there’s Ava, but she’s different. Come on, bud, tell her!”

Kyth looked down at the copy of my new token in his hand and then back up at me. It was about then that I saw what state he was in. He was only wearing his armored pants, and other than that his entire torso was covered in bandages, as were his arms from the elbows down.

“So you turned into a horse lady Dox?”

“And of course I get that response.” I replied. “Good job, I’m a horse lady, neigh. You insult us so.”

‘Dox, don’t start slipping now.’

‘Fine.’ “Seriously, though, Kyth. A horse lady? I am not a horse! I am a pony! And before that, I’m a god!” I proudly declared, spreading my wings as I grinned cheekily.

He kept an even glare, staying silent for a moment and seeming to take a breath, seeming to consider himself. 

“I don’t give a damn. You have some fucking EXPLAINING to do!”

“Ah, but what’s the fun with that!” I said as I stood up but hunched over, and started walking away from them. “Where the hell are we, anyways? I can’t even stand up properly in here.”

Kyth spoke in an even tone. “We’re in Jen and I’s living room, what’s left of it anyway, after your token and Deathtrap going through it.”

“Oh, so that’s why it looks like it’s crap. Oh hey! A hole in the wall!” I said, slipping out of the house and out into the open. “Huh, looks like Ponyville. You guys live in Ponyville? Hah! I forget what it’s like down in this town. Mind if I look around?”

‘Dox, are you letting your wanderlust get the better of you?’

‘Possibly. I mean, I do honestly want to explore.’

‘But what would they think of a fifteen foot tall silver anthro version of their goddess of the night?’

‘That we are glorious! And before you correct me, I know. I did it on purpose.’

“I’m sorry, what was that? I can go? Thanks!” I said, having completely ignored Kyth’s response to my earlier question. As I made to leave a hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me back around. Kyth hovered in the air behind me, his wings seeming to strain to hold him up.

“Like hell! You aren’t going anywhere until you explain what the fuck happened with your token and with the blood you gave Jen!”

“Ah, that. Ya see, about that. Kinda destroyed my last token.” I explained. “That… And I kinda became a god… and lost graces with the DM… Why the hell are YOU so angry?”

He was silent for a moment before responding. “You fucked up my sword. I can forgive that. You jacked up my hands. I can get over that much too. But you didn’t even give us a warning of shit, and you know what?”

He leaned his face closer to mine. “YOU NEARLY GOT JEN KILLED! THAT I cannot forgive! And you ask me why I’m MAD!?”

“Well, how about that. Squidface has some testes.” I said. “Now, here’s a better question: How the hell was I supposed to alert you, to know what would happen? Answer? I don’t have a way to know any of that shit. So calm your green tits, and shut up.”

He kept his glare. “Maybe you wouldn’t have known about the shit that happened, but it would’ve been one thing if you actually gave us some warning. Oh hey guys, y’know that blood I gave you that’s keeping Jen from running out of power and that she needs to stay alive? That’s gonna suddenly crap out, just thought I’d let ya know! But no, hell even now we called you! If it wasn’t for Jack and F.A.U.S.T. then when Jen ran out of power then we wouldn’t have had any way to fix her! Don’t tell me to calm down, jackass, I’m justified in this.”

“Really? Really? Again, how the fucking HELL was I supposed to know what was going on outside my world? I ask you this in earnest.” I said, finally getting ticked off at Kyth’s blind stupid rage. “I mean, seriously? You think I actually KNEW that Jen’s battery would die? That I would become this and screw over everyone? That my destroying my token would do that to you? Who are you to say that I did?! Who are you to say that you’re justified?!” I could feel myself shifting, my body becoming less like Luna’s more like something else… I’ve been bastardized by a being who creates life when he sneezes! I lost EVERYTHING close to me! Hell, I can’t even properly control who or WHAT I am! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT’S LIKE?! I’VE LOST EVERYTHING!” I stopped screaming at Kyth for a moment and looked at myself. Just as I thought, I’d turned into my Traveller form, the grotesque mutated doppelganger that deep down, I knew I was. “I lost everything I was…”

His eyes and mine locked for a moment.  “Luna, Celestia, Emerald, Sapphire, Athena, Bluebelle, Arbok. Avarice, Jacob, and who knows all those other Displaced at your bachelor party. You have ALL OF THEM. Me? I grew up alone. My parents died when I was five. I was raised by my cousin, who was only five years older than me, and my drunk-off-his-ass uncle. After getting Displaced, I have no idea what happened to my cousin, he might’ve been Displaced as well, he may not have. He might be dead, might be waiting somewhere. Other than him, I only have a few friends back home, who I also have no idea whether they’re alive, dead, or otherwise. I don’t let it keep me down, because I have one person that cares about me that I know for certain is alive, and that I can keep that way damn it!  I know what it’s like to lose myself, too… My own mind feels...wrong. Stolen… But I keep going. Maybe you didn’t think about it right away, but there was no warning that Jen was about to run dry until it was too late.”

His gaze fell to the ground, seeming to lose some of the anger. “Maybe you didn’t have anything to make you think Jen’d be in trouble from your blood running out of power but... “ He let out a breath and seemed to deflate a bit. “If I’m not mad at you for this then that just leaves me to blame…”

“Listen, buddy, we’re all to blame. Even when we’re not, we are.” I said, trying to console my friend. “Ya just can’t go pointing fingers at people. It doesn’t help anyone.” I shifted back into my currently prefered form of Doxuna. “Now, let’s have that tour around town, shall we?”





[Current Time]

“...You just had a big emotional outburst, and so did your friend, and afterwards all you really cared about was going on some kind of stupid tour?” Celestia scolded.

“What?! I get distracted easily, and I didn’t want the weird wanderlust guy to start telling me to move again.” I explained. “He’s kind of a huge dick.”





Kyth nodded as he dropped back to the ground, Jen walking up and giving him a hug as he cracked a small smile. He looked up at me.

“Uh… You may want to go into a smaller form. The town just got attacked by a pair of Vault Hunters from Jack’s world, and they might be a bit skittish by something your size.”

“Yeeeaaaah, about that. Not really sure if I can…” I said sheepishly.

“Um… I’m guessing your shapeshifting whatever abilities got messed up somehow then?”

“I guess you could say that.” I said. “It’s more like they’ve been amped as hell and I’m kind of having trouble getting everything correct right now, so excuse me if I can’t turn into a smaller creature right now.”

Kyth put a hand to his jaw and glanced outside, giving a shrug.

“Well it is nightfall, so I suppose that there won’t be many ponies around… Then again, our Princess Luna is sorta suspicious of us. Might not be the best idea to have random giant beings around until we know more.”

“Yeah… I’m a just go check shit out, so laters.” I said as I started to walk into town.

“Why do you want to go into our version of Ponyville so bad?” Kyth asked, getting a shrug out of me.

“Well, I mean, why the hell not?” I said. “We can just have some fun!”

“Well we were actually just about to start trying to fix our house… Since, y’know, it’s exploded. How about we do that some other time?” Kyth explained.

“Oh, you’re no fun.” I said. “Come on! I don’t want shit to start happening! Let’s just go!” I fidgeted on my hooves, feeling the need to be anywhere but here. “I could help you with your house problem, but I don’t know what side effects my new powers would have.”

Kyth raised an eyebrow. “Uh...okay?”

“No, seriously, if I just give you the ‘gift’ of a fixed house, it could end up becoming all...I don’t know! It could turn all sci-fi futuristic to contrast the rest of your world, it could have even a...uh...okay, not mentioning what crossed my mind. But it could even come with an infestation, or something wrong. I’d rather not risk it.” I warned.

Kyth and Jen glanced at each other and shrugged.

“That aside, if I don’t move someplace interesting soon, or I don’t get entertained somehow, I’m kinda scared that something that popped up recently is going to punish me.” I told them, the desire to find someplace new making my wings flutter. “So...I can help, but I might have to leave soon. Or I could just, fly off, find someplace else.”

Jen shrugged and responded.

“Eh it’s alright. I guess. You can go back wherevs we summoned you if you want.”

Before I could say anything Kyth raised a hand.

“Actually Dox… You’re a swordsman, right?”

“Doxuna, please. Anyhow, I’m not a master, but I’m a hand with a sword. Kinda had to be, especially with Sapphire beating the shit out of me in practice sessions when I was still serving as the active king of her former hive...gotta go check on that…And Urahara...anyway, I could help, sure!” But then I went from being bubbly and fun, to having a grim disposition. “But I won’t pull punches. The way I was taught, I had to be kept on the bleeding knife-edge of near death, in a true constant death battle for days on end. Trust me, Urahara was ruthless, even with the starting instruction I got from Sapphire. Now, if you really want me as a teacher, I suggest you buck up and be ready to experience pain, and a lot of it. I may not show it, but a good amount of the shit Urahara taught me should have left scars. Deep scars.”

Kyth seemed to consider this and nodded. “I might not be able to go full out from my injuries, but just as well. I need actual training, I can’t just be swinging this thing around like a freakin’ club.”

“Well then, first lesson. How to- DODGE!” I yelled as I chucked a knife I had silently pulled out of my magic satchel, the dagger seeming like a throwing knife in size to me. He jerked to the side, mostly avoiding the blade but having it still leave a cut across the side of his arm. I glanced at the knife as it landed on the ground, covered in black blood that seemed to be reacting against it, clinging to it like liquid metal to a magnet and yet seeming to burn the metal just by contact, yet didn’t corrode...curious. The two seemed to be having trouble figuring which was more damaging to which... “Well, you fail that test and- DODGE!” I chucked yet another knife at him.

Kyth lurched to the side, this time more prepared for my attack. Though, when he got up, he was shocked to see what was waiting for him.

“What did I say again?” I asked as I aimed my flintlock at his face, but the thing seemed different, dull, and was way too small for my hand. Hell, my fingernail was on the trigger instead of my actual finger. I pulled the trigger, only for nothing to happen. “Heh. HAHAHAHAHA! I’m just messing with ya! This gun doesn’t even have any ammo! Makes sense, it was pretty much the very first thing I enchanted with my blood.” I then put away the flintlock, only to pull out my Volcano Sniper. “This gun, however, does work and has splash damage.” I saw Kyth’s pupils shrink to the size of pinpricks. “Run, little guy, run.”

“Sh-shouldn’t we move this outside of town that way no one’s caught in the crossfire?!”

“Hmmm, interesting idea. Then again, Urahara threw people at me.” I explained. “Again, brutal training, and I hope you understand what this thing does. Now, DODGE!” I pulled the trigger, firing a blank, and watched as Kyth tumbled to the side, rushing to right himself before the next shot. “Seriously? You were going to roll out of the path of a bullet?”

“You said dodge! And it’s not like there’s much I can do to dodge bullets!”

“First rule for dodging anything; you do not roll. Sure, it’s a fancy way to put some distance between you and a target, but rolling means you waste time getting down, and getting up. You instead-.” I suddenly bolted right into Kyth’s space, looking down at him as he stumbled back. “Quick-step. You get the quick-step down you can dodge most anything. Gotta work them calves and ankles though.”

“Uh...okay, I get that.” He picked himself up and got ready for my next move.

“Now, when facing a ranged opponent, the easiest way to avoid getting shot is to zig-zag, or serpentine. It’s a lot of work though, try to conserve stamina.” I back-stepped away quickly and raised Volcano again and popped in a cartridge. “I’m firing rubber rounds, but they’ll still light you on fire since rubber’s ALL kinds of flammable! So you’d better DODGE!”

This time he managed to evade the attack, quick-stepping towards me and at an angle, keeping himself readied for the next. He succeeded the next several shots until he was right in my space, looking slightly smug and I snorted in amusement. “Hey, I’m a quick learner.”

“Yeah, well you still failed the test, but not for dodging, you did good, I meant on approach, you stopped too soon.” I said. “Next lesson, don’t get in the face of an opponent with a ranged weapon. Most of the time, that either means you get shot anyway, or worse; if the weapon’s bayoneted you get stabbed. That leads me to a side note: Don’t get near snipers, the good ones carry knives, and the better ones carry swords.” I motioned my head to my left hand, which had the Changeling Blade summoned in a sickle that curved around the back of his neck. “So really, the best way to deal with a sniper or otherwise ranged opponent, is to get around them or at least to the side, then take them out asap, or get punished.”

“Okay, be careful when getting up close to opponents, got it.”

“No, just watch the hell out.” I said. He nodded and took a few steps back. “Well at least you get the basics, took me FOREVER to learn how to dodge.” I laughed in some self-derision before I noticed all the lights on around us, the ponies all looking out their front doors or windows in awe up at me, and I blushed before clearing my throat. “Um...sorry, please go back to sleep. I’ll be quiet.”

“...Thank you.” A random pony said before going inside, most the others all shrugged and followed, some decided to watch though.

“That was...thankfully unexpected. I thought this being a nearly vanilla world that they’d be running around panicking at first sight of me.” I admitted and more or less questioned Kyth. He shrugged.

“I think it’s a combination of having just been attacked by Vault Hunters and being relieved that you weren’t an enemy and the fact that they’ve gotten somewhat used to Jen and I being around. And you at least look vaguely pony, unlike us so....Eh.” He shrugged again. 

“I would’ve figured me being a giantess and having Luna’s features would’ve sparked a whole Nightmare fiasco, but it’s nice to know that not all ponies will run on sight.” I stated as I put away Volcano, figuring there was enough public disturbance for one night, even if some bystanders wanted a show now.

“Yeah it seems like our world’s fairly tame in terms of pony response to stuff. Still, how about some actual sparring?”

“Well, sure, but I can’t exactly shrink down to your height, and learning to fight somepony...someONE, my size, would be a much more advanced scenario. I mean, if I were to say-.” Suddenly I swung Changeling Blade down and Kyth actually back-stepped out of the swing. “Yeah, that’s a lot of distance you have to cover in a dodge, feel the burn in your legs?”

He nodded, drawing his sword for the next strike.

“Ah, so enthusiastic. So ready for teacher to give a beating. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Just let me muffle things so we don’t make more of a racket.” I called forth a simple muffling spell that Star Swirl had...I learned from Star Swirl over 1400 years ago… Man, these memories, it’s so hard to understand they aren’t really mine, they feel so vivid. I lifted my free hand up and motioned for Kyth to begin as my horn shimmered and coated us both in a gentle aura, making everything quiet coming to, or from us.

Kyth began by bringing his sword around in clumsy strike towards me, which I quickly and easily parried, tossing the large broadsword from his grip and sighing, it looks like I’d have to really start fresh with him… And fix his sword…. “Okay, looks like we’re going to have to fix that sword. Simply allow us to smith thee either a new weapon, or reforge it. Thou should be honored that a Princess offers-.” ‘Doxuna. Doing it again.’ “...Sorry. I can fix it. Have a forge nearby?” 

Kyth shook his head. “Nope. The closest thing we’d have would be Jen’s transformations, and I dunno if she’d have the right things for a forge.”

“Hm...in that case, we merely need some masonry, a set of tools, and a location. Tis simple enough to make a forge anywhere so long as one has the materials. Why, I once crafted one from a pile of rocks, sand, and a bucket. Twas gloriously simple.” I informed Kyth with a winning smile, and moved towards his wrecked home, casting some mundane restorative spells upon it as I kneeled through the rapidly repairing hole. ‘Doxuna, you’re slipping back and forth. Get it together.’ ‘Yeah? Well, right now we require Luna’s memories. And when we are in the zone, they come to us more easily.’ “Jennifer, we ask of thee; would thou know of a good location for which to set up a smithy?”

Jen looked up from where she had been patching the now-magically repairing house and put a hand to her chin. “Well… I suppose we could put it in the basement/workshop if we could work in some decent ventilation. Then again, that’d still have some problems to it… I dunno. Might have to try and get some other land or something to set it up...  Though that’d take a while...“ She shrugged.

“Fine, if it must be that way. We shall create a Pocket Forge. Have thee a room or closet thou has no real need of?” We asked the fair young metallic maiden. ‘Doxuna, you better stop, you’re melding with the memories a bit too much.’ ‘Stow it, you.’

Jen nodded and directed us to one under the stairwell in their house. Ah yes, the crawlspace. Ever so useless save as storage.

“Well, this will have to do. Is anything within? If there is, the spell might destroy them.” We warned, especially since last time we lost our stuffed anteater Noodle. Twas a sad day. ‘I will come out there and start smacking you.’ ‘Quiet, spirit!’

She shook her head. “Nope, we don’t have that much in the way of possessions here in Equestria.” Just to be sure, we opened the door and saw it was indeed empty within, thankfully there wasn’t any sign of the foal we’d seen signs of in the home. It would’ve been tragic had the colt been ripped asunder due to negligence on our part.

“It shall suffice and is without any dangers.” We informed before casting the spell through our horn, the door and the frame shimmering and each shimmer left the door looking less wooden and more of iron, as all good strong forge doors should be. Wood is so flammable after all. “Let us enter, pardon our size, we’ll have to squeeze.” We warned as we opened the door, revealing to the stunned maiden and warrior a seemingly endless void with a whole smithing station near the door, and we grunted as we turned on our side and began wriggling in, having to stuff our bosom through the door one at a time. Why we could sense their fluster at such an action we couldn’t comprehend. ‘Last warning, kid. I will come out there and start smacking you around.’ ‘Dude, calm your tits. I got it already. I’m just letting it flow right now, alright? Maybe this is how I can learn how to control it.’

“Oh dear.” We exclaimed upon an issue. Our flanks were too big. We pressed on the door and tried to pull through, but our hips were stuck on the frame and we could not get enough leverage. “Um...would it be too much to ask for assistance entering young maiden? We wouldn’t ask dear Kyth as it would be uncouth of us to ask him to lay hand upon our rear, or legs for that matter.” We raised our voice, hoping our denim-clad lower-body didn’t block all sound.

She remained silent for a moment, and the sound of a dial clicking was heard. Jen responded in an emotionless, blank voice. “Alright. I’ve reworked my emotional parameters to make this not awkward. Kyth, go upstairs and fetch the bag in my nightstand.”

Some incomprehensible mumbling was heard and the sounds of someone heading up the stairwell was heard quite clearly, as if this space was still the space under the stairs. Then we yelped at the strong hands of the maiden wrap around our ankles, and start pushing as we pulled, sliding our wide hips through the frame, but our rear was still stuck, but before we could think to ask, we felt much larger hands than expected on our bottom that pushed us further in and we could easily do the rest ourselves. “Thank you young maiden. Apologies for our lost control over our form.”

“Eh, it’s alright. I’m just glad that I’ve figured out how to manipulate my processors to control my emotional state. It is rather… Weird, having logic prioritized to emotion though. Regardless, what is it which you’ve constructed in the crawlspace?”

“Oh, tis nothing special, just a transdimensional space known as a Pocket Forge. Tis more than enough to reforge Kyth’s sword. Even if we didn’t already sense the complex enchantments on it. If we are to continue training before we must leave, however, we shall have to forge him a new sword.” We explained as if it were common sense. “It shall be a gift, so to speak. Now, about the subject of materials. What kind of metal or mineral dost thou have on hand?”

“Not that much I’m afraid. Like I said, we don’t have much in the way of possessions, treasure, metal or otherwise.” Jen responded.

“Well, dost thou have the ability to go out and find me some iron and some obsidian? It is necessary for what we have in mind.” I stated. “As soon as is convenient, if  you please.”

‘You meet the most interesting people.’

Wander commented as Jen shrugged and her pigtail thrusters ignited, and she rocketed out the door. When she had gone, we tended to the forge, heating the hearth and preparing the tools, and when she returned a while later with chunks of ore and smooth black gem-lik rock in hand, we were ready to begin.

“Ah, perfect. Just as we ordered. We thank thee metal maiden.” We said before turning to the forge and stoking the flames we had been looking after while we had waited for her. “Now, what type of sword does Kyth like?” 

“Hmm. I’d say something durable, but able to move quickly in combat. His original sword was-”

“A rather large broadsword, we know.” We deadpanned. “We already know this, and we’d rather not craft something so… boring. Yet, your description of a blade is so widely used. Could you possibly narrow it down so we may get forging?” We asked as we took out the solid orichalcum daggers and threw them in the smelter along with the iron ore. Any impurities would come out as dross, so we weren’t worried about any stone soiling the product, but we’d have to work in the obsidian separately.

“Boring or no, a broadsword is what Kyth would be the most comfortable with.” Jennifer insisted, and we sighed forlornly at a lost chance at a masterpiece.

“Very well, a commoner’s everybuck weapon it is.” ‘Such a waste, we could’ve crafted a true masterpiece with these materials.’ We silently bemoaned as we took some coal and crushed it in our fist, dusting it into the smelter, getting a wonderful reaction as the high-carbon allotrope was added to the iron and orichalcum mix. We had to wonder what grade of steel such a thing would make. ‘And how do you plan on using tools that are toys in size to you lady?’ ‘Oh...we...hadn’t considered that….’ “Um, Jennifer, we hath just realized this; but we are too big to use the tools the station has provided….”

Jen nodded, walking up to the forge. She blinked for a moment and the same sound of a dial clicking was heard before she shook her head and shuddered slightly.

“Uh sorry, just getting my emotions back online. Still, how about you just run me through the steps of all this and I work everything? That way I can do some of this on my own later and pass it to Kyth and all. Sound good?”

        “EEEEEEE~! An apprentice! We hath longed for somepony to ask us for such a long time! Let this be the day that Selune finally passes her knowledge unto somepony.” We cheered before we cleared our throat, and settled into our cross-legged seated position. “First….”





        The smithing process was obscenely simple and very easy with our explicit instructions and Jen’s advanced comprehension skills. It was a simple matter of watching the metals melt together, and then preparing to pour into ingot casts. Following this, we melted the obsidian down which would be the hard part, because we couldn’t mix the obsidian with the rest of the metal without ruining the durability of the steel/orichalcum. ‘Hm...a good name...Green Steel!’

        So then came the use of the hearth and forge while we kept the obsidian molten, here we mostly took an observational stance as we watched Jennifer heat and hammer the ingots, beating out impurities and folding the steel over into itself several times with the precision and power of a machine workshop, a true advantage she had over those with organic limitations.

        Then came the shaping. We directed her to shape it as she saw fit, let it take shape in her mind. We must have sparked some inspiration within her, for she was smiling as she beat the ever-loving hell out of the metal. So beautiful. “You’re smiling we see.”

She glanced up at me and nodded. “Uh-huh. I like learning new stuff, especially when it involves like.. making something. Y’know?” Doxuna snorted, and Jen blushed and puffed out her cheeks at her. ”U-Uh, not like that ya perv! I mean like art and stuff...”

“Well, not completely away from the subject, if thou art willing to at least indulge in some filly talk, what dost thou find appealing about thine chosen partner? Personally, we admit he is absolutely adorable. Not to mention he has a nice flank.” We waggled our eyebrows at Jen, who blushed as she focused on hammering the broadsword into shape.

“Uh alright… Well, first off all he’s loyal… Like, I can always trust him with whatever’s bugging me and he’ll be there to help. And he’s a teeny bit clingy I suppose, but it’s kinda nice to have him be all protective of me, you know? But mostly I can just be sure that he’ll always be there when I need him.”

“And of his body? Tis more important than thou art willing to admit, but physical attraction is also key to a healthy relationship, lest thou be stuck as incredibly close friends than as lovers. Thou cannot have a purely platonic relationship with a love...lest thou end up stuck in...what dost the youth call it these days? The ‘friend’ zone. If neither of thee take steps to improve this, twould become extremely awkward for any future romance. Please say that thou at least kiss, and not just for special moments.” We stated with concern.

We remembered watching young potential loves never coming together as they were too invested emotionally to try a physical relationship. The number of times we had to watch what could’ve been beautiful unions wither into nothing as they found others more willing to meet their needs...too many. ‘Doxuna, at this point I’m not seeing a difference between you and Luna.’ ‘Is that so terrible?’ ‘I just hope you don’t forget you’re not her.’ We couldn’t say anything to that…our memories as Dox so weak in comparison, save those of our loves.

She blushed and nodded. “Y-yeah, we do… And yeah I will admit that it’ a bit interesting having Kyth be all muscly, but I liked him just as well when he was human.”

“So the tight plot was part of the package either way?” We asked curiously, and we swore if Jennifer’s face got any more blue she’d become an ice cream cone. She gave a brief nod and turned back to her metalworking, which was nearing it’s end. “That is enough, for what we’re doing, thou need not make an edge, just the shape is well enough, go ahead and put it in the water to quench. Also, thou hast made a good catch with Kyth. Consider thou quite lucky, especially with his Displacement ‘enhancing’ him.” We winked, patting the metal maiden on the shoulder. She rolled her eyes.

“Well he does have an octopus on his head, so that takes a little bit of adjusting.”

“Thou finds that unattractive? We consider it a bonus. Imagine, what that exotic beard would make kisses like. He wouldn't even need to raise his arms to pull you into a kiss.”

She gave a shaky nod and shrug.

“Oh? I see. Well, thou had best get used to such embraces. In our own experience when we tried courting the seapony king, who happened to be an octopus-pony, we discovered the binding tentacles tend to react more out of instinct than anything. It gets annoying, but such is the way with love, you try to find ways around such things. Now then, for the difficult part.” ‘Dox, that wasn’t you. You know that wasn’t you. You’re slipping a bit too far.’ ‘What dost thou want from us now, spirit? We do not care at this point, tis thine job to remember for us, is it not?’ ‘Except you’re slipping. I keep reminding you and you keep brushing me off. Stop trying to be Luna. It’s not who you are!’ ‘But...aren’t...we?’ We put a hand to our head, a migraine assaulting our temples.

Jen blinked and gave us a funny look. “Uh hey Dox… I don’t mean to sound rude but uh… Is there any reason behind the royal ‘we’ you keep using? I didn’t want to sound rude about it but you’ve been using it since you got here so I’m kinda curious.”

“We are the Princess of the Night. Tis normal for us to use the Royal ‘We’ when addressing...address...I...I….” I began feeling tears run down my cheeks, and Jen instantly became worried as I put my hands to my face. “I lost it...I lost myself again and just kept ignoring it...why did I need someone else to tell me that besides Recall?”

Jen gave me a concerned look and extended her legs to place her at an equal height to me as I was sitting. She seemed to try and fail to speak a few times and settled on putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Um… Is everything okay Dox?”

“No. Nothing’s okay. What I said to Kyth earlier about losing everything? I’m...losing myself. I can barely remember things I used to know compared to thousands of years of memories I got from sharing pieces of my soul with Luna. Now I’m not Dox, but I can barely remember I’m not Luna either. It’s why I’m Doxuna. I can’t...please, it’s a lot to ask, but can you give me a hug? I...I need to be reminded I’m not alone….” I asked with tears in my eyes, feeling wretched and lost.

Jen blinked and nodded, stretching her arms to wrap around my shoulders as she hugged me. I sobbed softly as I nuzzled her to my cheek, wishing I wasn’t so big. Wishing I was myself. Why did I have to lose it at the Celestial Cistern? Why did dad have to abandon me? Why did I have to become a god with no true form? Why did Luna’s gift to me have to be such a curse, and a blessing? ‘I want to go home….’

‘So soon? As if. We have places to be.’

‘No...please don’t make me leave!’ I begged, my sudden need to move elsewhere making my wings twitch and I clung a bit tighter to the girl giving me comfort, and I spasmed as I coughed up my molten-hot quicksilver blood. ‘Stop...please stop….’

‘I’ll give you another hour, max.’

Jen blinked and yelped at this, concerned for a new reason. “Gah! Are you alright? W-we have some minor medical stuff if you need it!”

“No, I told Kyth this already. If I don’t travel or get entertained, I get ‘punished’. Painful nosebleeds, coughing up blood from a popped vessel in my throat or lungs, a broken body part even. If I don’t leave soon, I’m going to get hurt even more. Worst thing is it has the worst timing. First time it happened I was getting a seriously good lay from a stallion for the first time, and then again for...I don’t know how many times in a row. But apparently, raunchy sex isn’t enough to keep it interested, and that was for staying in one place for a night and having snu snu all morning. Here I’ve only been with you a few hours into the night, and it demands I go when being alone is the worst thing I could do to myself.” I informed as I let her back off the hug and wiped my eyes.

“Holy shit… Whatever ‘it’ is, I wanna punch it right now. Is there anything Kyth and I could do for you?”

“Not to my knowledge, besides company. I’ll help you finish the sword, then I’ll have to go somewhere else. I might stay in your world, but I have to at least take a tour around town, maybe into the Everfree, anyplace but here specifically. Heh, just look for the busty giantess, shouldn’t be hard to find, hm?” I asked sadly as I sniffled, and hacked as a few hard chunks of rapidly cooling quicksilver come up my throat. “Now then, for the obsidian.”

This was the hard part. We had to coat the base sword Jen had made in the molten gem-like substance, and use a spray of water now and then to quench parts that seemed to be in place. It made the impressive 4-foot broadsword from a green-tinged steel shape into a black shining blade of impossible sharpness, especially with how Jen decided to give the blade very fine waves to it, allowing the molecularly sharp blade able to catch targets easier.

When the sword was then put in the quenching bath to cool and harden, I breathed a sigh of relief and pride. Because I helped someone else learn how to smith, even if it was mostly the basics, she could go from here on her own. “Well, it’s done. Either name the weapon yourself as it’s creator, or let Kyth name it. Such a weapon is deserving of a name. Also...what was this bag you asked Kyth to retrieve? He never came back down.”

She gained a slightly discomforted look. “Eh, that was just a reason to make him leave while I was pushing you before I turned down my emotions. And as for the sword...Hmm. Magic nulling, dark blade…. I’ll call it Riftcutter.”

“A fine name! I am proud apprentice Jennifer. I am glad to have been of assistance to you. Now then...um...I’m afraid considering last time; I’m going to need help out too….” I admitted with a blush, realizing much more nervously this time that I was asking a friend to touch my butt. “No homo. Wait, what? Um...sorry, totally confused right now.”

“U-uh sure, I’m gonna null my emotions again real quick though…”

A few minutes of awkward touching later, we were outside of the room and into the house proper again. Kyth looked up at us from where he had been sitting on the couch. 

“Oh hey guys. How was the forging all night? I would’ve checked in but uh… You guys locked me out.” Kyth informed as he looked back to the spell tome in his hand.

“Sorry about that. How has it been going, sitting on a couch, doing basically nothing?” I asked my squid-headed friend. “Surely you found something fun to while away the time as we essentially ran off and made you a present.”

He nodded and held up the book. “Yeah, I’ve been reading through the InsMan tome. There’s actually spells recorded in this thing other than the Inspiration Manifestation one. It’s got theoretics in it, too. So, how was the forging or whatever?”

“It was fantastic. You have a new weapon that your beloved made for you with her own two hands.” I said proudly as I hovered over Jen and patted her shoulder. “Oh go on now, it is customary for a Forge Mistress to present her love at least one item of her making.” I insisted, holding the sword to her back so Kyth wouldn’t see it right away. “Imagine, one day, you’ll make the rings that bind you.” I whispered to her.

She cracked a smile and held out the sword to Kyth. “Here you go Kyth, your new sword! I’ve named it Riftcutter!”

He blinked and took the sword from her, looking it over. “Whoa… Awesome!” He took it and gave it a few experimental swings before looking up.

“Thanks Jen! And you too Dox!”

“Doxuna, please.” I replied before I could stop myself, feeling a little depressed. “Th-thanks Kyth. I’ll have to postpone any further lessons for now due to complications, but feel free to call on me later for more. Don’t forget to practice on your own time though, you can’t spend all your time giving loving looks to your love, you have to do something productive besides tell her how much you love her.” I winked with a little giggle before I turned towards the front door...and realized a problem. “Um….”

Jen blinked and narrowed her eyes at me. “Wait a sec… Can’t you teleport!?”

I blinked, and suddenly blushed vibrantly. I didn’t NEED to have Jen touch me?! I shrank metaphorically a little and grinned sheepishly as my ears bent back. “Um...yes? I forgot about that. Sorry for having you touch my butt….”

“Mm-hmm.” Jen gave me a deadpan look with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah, I’m just… Gonna go.” I said, quickly teleporting out of the room and to the outside of the house. “Well, that wasn’t awkward or anything. Unneededly had Jen touch my ass twice….”

“Good morning!” I jumped at the voice and turned to see the most adorable pegasus in existence; Derpy, wearing her mailmare uniform hovering up near my head. “Want a muffin?”

“Um, no, I-um….” I froze at seeing a whole crowd of ponies all gawking at me, I guess seeing me in broad daylight was different than under the light of the moon. “Uh, bye!” I snapped open my wings and took off, ignoring the sounds of the crowd behind me. Fear or amazement I wasn’t sure, but I did not feel comfortable with all those cute little ponies all staring at me at once. Thankfully another portal opened up in my path, and I sighed in relief as I flew towards it, hopefully next world isn’t vanilla.

“Yo Dox wait up!”

I turned my head to see Jen flying behind me, Kyth in tow. She hovered up to my height in the airand spoke.

“Hey before you go, I got you something!” She opened a storage compartment and took out a small object. It was a mythril container with glass siding, containing what looked to be a liquid rainbow in monochromatic colors.She held it out to me and I took it, not quite recognizing it.

“It’s the battery I made with some of the blood you gave me. The thing’s drained and I got a replacement but I figure you should have it, sorta as a reminder. I don’t know what all has happened to you but maybe this’ll help you remember what you were like before whatever stuff from Luna got into you. Help you remember the guy that gave me a way to keep alive when I needed it and all. And the guy that we fought a president dragon beside, hmm?”

She jokingly elbowed my side and I laughed as I stored the battery. “Thanks Jen. You two be safe now, hear?” I said before turning to the portal and flying into the Iphone screen saver that is my transit and sighed, ready for the next little misadventure.

> Freddy Wasn't Ready
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

        I was sucked through the Void faster than usual, probably due to me being made of shadowstuff at the moment, and then gushed out another portal into a new location, which I had to solidify to get a good look at. ‘Whew, this new prolonged shadow-form is useful, and fun! No wonder Nightmare Moon loved that spell.’

        ‘Well that’s interesting, you’re not vengeful on thoughts of Nightmare, even though you’re mostly Luna than Dox at the moment.’

        ‘Hey, she might’ve been evil, but the Nightmare had at least some inspired ideas. I mean, thanks to her memories, I’m actually improving with some of my travelling techniques. My shadow teleport is now completely untraceable and cannot be denied! ‘Tis amazing!’ I thought back at Recall, my dock cheerfully wiggling, sending my ether tail rapidly wavering.

        ‘Not to mention that form’s nigh-invulnerability. Now where are we?’ Recall asked, drawing my attention away from my self-reflection and making me blink.

        ‘Come to think of it, I think we’re somewhere in Ponyville.’ I thought in response. ‘Yeah, look. See all the ponies run from us? And over there, three ponies with flower cutie marks fainted on the road. And over there’s the Crystal Castle!’

        “Hey you! What do you think you’re doing?!” A scratchy voice called out, easily Rainbow Dash’s. Rainbow Dash quickly flew up, along with Fluttershy, who was trying to hide behind her mane. “Are you planning on attacking Ponyville?! Because I won’t let you!” She got into a fighting pose, preparing for an attack, adorably moving her forehooves in a manner like fisticuffs.

        “And if we were? You would stop us? Thou must be joking.” Doxuna laughed. “Thou art adorable Little Pegasus.” We said as we snatched her in our magic and nuzzled her, causing her to blush and try to push away.

        “No, if you were to attack Ponyville, we would stop you. Now I suggest putting down my friend, and telling us who you are.” A mechanical voice spoke from behind.

        “We will put her down when she stops being cute. Which will be never. Rainbow Dash is ALL the snuggles!” We kissed her head, making the mare turn from cyan to scarlet and we giggled. Moments after she was suddenly grabbed by a purple flicker, and then vanished straight out of our magical grip, making us blink at the force suddenly being gone, and we spun around to see a peculiar sight.

        “You okay Rainbow Dash?” A brown robotic bear asked in a softer tone, as it looked at Rainbow Dash, with a worried look.

        “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just gotta take a shower as soon as I get home. Yuck. I can’t believe whatever it is kissed me on the head. That’s disgusting with how big she is.” Rainbow rapidly shook her entire body, as if trying to remove imaginary saliva. 

        “You can go home. Thanks for buying time for us to get here. But we might need you again if the problem gets too severe.” Rainbow Dash nodded, before flying off.

        “Aw, we wanted snuggles….” We whined, only to magically grab an ‘EEP’-ing Fluttershy and and scratch her behind the ears gently. “Art we that terrifying fair Fluttershy?”

        “Y-yes.” She meeped out. “I don’t really like being ear-raped.”

        “Raped? How dare you accuse us of-... Oh, wait. We are deeply sorry.” We said, putting dear Fluttershy down. “We have forgotten what it is like to be scratched there with your type of body structure. We are sorry.”

        Fluttershy ran away quicker than the eye could follow. “So, now that you don’t have any more ponies in your grasp, can you please tell us who you are?” The brown bear asked.

        “Let us answer your question with a question.” We said. “The real question is; who aren’t we?” We mocked as we turned into a giant version of the yellow chicken robot. “Huh...even synthetic? Cool!”

“So, are you a phantom or something? Because we recently dealt with the toy versions of us, and I guess it is about time for FNAF 3 enemies to show up.” The brown bear asked, not amused.

“Naw, I’m no phantom hun, ya got nothing to worry about on the ghostly front from me. Well, aside from my shadow form...am I technically a ghost when I’m a living shadow?” I asked, feeling weird, a bit lost.

“Trick question. Shadows can’t live.” The purple bunny-like creature said with a smug smile. “The only way it would work is if they have a core or something that controls the shadow, but isn’t really a shadow. Like a machine that controls thousands of tiny microbots.” The three creatures next to the bunny all sighed, putting their heads into their hands, except for the fox, who poked it’s eye with it’s hook.

“That’s too weird to consider, I’ll just keep calling it a living shadow then.” I said. “So. Which one of you is going to give me snuggles? You kind of interrupted a bunch of my fun, which isn’t cool. While I’m on that subject, who are you all?”

Right after I asked that, a strange music box started playing, and the four creatures all sighed, holding their heads in their hands, until the strange music ended, and a strange black and white puppet like creature popped out of thin air, appearing in my face, and yelling ‘Boo!’ in an adorable voice.

“How cute!” I said, grabbing the puppet as it jumped at me and giving it a tight squeeze.

“Well that worked.” The yellow chicken-thing said, surprised.

“You asked us who we are? My name is Freddy Fazbear, and these are my friends, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. Now, I’ve told you our names, it would be only polite for you to do the same.” The brown bear said, a small tone of anger in it’s voice.

“I’m Doxuna.” I answered as I returned to normal, releasing the extremely lanky puppet from my hug to hold it at arm’s length. “And who art thou? We suspect thou art like these others.”

“That’s Marionette, but we just call him Puppet. He’s not really one of us, he just likes to pop out at random, and say ‘boo.’” Foxy spoke up, and sadly didn’t use a pirate accent, despite it’s current appearance.

“Well that’s fine and all, but why is there such a panic so soon? Last time I was in a public place like this, at least most ponies were curious rather than outright terrified.” We commented as we moved the very tall and lanky Puppet up onto our shoulder, being sure to avoid shifting our bikini top’s strap.

“Well, the last time a creature of unknown origin showed up, it was absorbing the life essence from children, and trying to make us seem like monsters. Before that, it was a creature who killed an innocent child. Before that, it was a giant floating monster who fired lasers at us. So, you might be able to understand why they would be worried about a strange tall creature just showing up in the middle of town, looking vaguely like Princess Luna.” Freddy responded.

“Well that is reasonable. Well, anyway, since it seems the locals are all a bit shy right now, could thou tell us a bit about thyselves other than thy names? Perhaps what led thee to coming to us. Just how bad was the panic?” We asked as we began walking, standing still just wasn’t something to consider.

“Well, I was born on a Saturday…” Foxy started, before being slapped on the back of the head by Freddy.

“Let’s not go that deep, idiot. I suppose what lead us to here was when Twilight told us to come here. I remember it like it was yesterday.” Freddy looked up, as if there was a flashback happening in a thought bubble around his head.

“As silly and cute as the idea of a flashback may be, why not just tell us the events that led you to appearing behind us and snatching cute little Dashie from our nuzzles and kisses?” We giggled as the Fredbear blinked up at us.

“You can’t see the flashback?” Freddy looked to his friends. “Can you see the flashback?” They all nodded, before Freddy shrugged. “I guess it’s just a part of our connection. But if you want to hear the story, it started with Bonnie giving us a recent upgrade he made. He told us he was able to make a way for us to fly using propulsion systems or something.”

“I said it used the spirit energy we generate, and propels it below us, giving us a way to fly, similar to Iron Man’s.” Bonnie responded.

“Or something. So, as he was installing the upgrade into me, Twilight Sparkle burst into our room, which is inside her castle, telling us about a giant Princess Luna-like being appearing in town, and how Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy stayed behind to distract it long enough for us to teleport there.” Freddy finished, before having a look of realization across his face, as he looked at the back of his leg. “Speaking of which, Bonnie, you need to finish what you were doing. I don’t like having more weight on one side than the other.”

“I’ll get to it when I have my tools. We were in a rush.”

I yelped as suddenly Puppet dove hands-first like a diver into my cleavage, but he was just gone before he even touched me, and I blinked, before sputtering out a laugh. “What a comedian! He didn’t even make contact, but the gesture~!” I chortled, pausing in my great strides towards the crystal tree castle-palace-fortress-of-friendship-place.

“Usually Puppet disappears after a second. He would jump out, yell ‘boo!’ and then disappear the exact same way he came, in the exact same area.” Chica mentioned.

“So he just did something really suggestive out of nowhere? Hmph, must be enamored with us.” We preened with some pride, getting plenty of eye-rolls as we returned to walking towards the giant tree made of gemstone.

“That’s not it. The Marionette is actually a very young child. About 7 years old. He honestly had no idea what he just did.” Freddy’s voice changed quickly, as if someone else was speaking through him.

“Not you again. Why do you keep showing up? Just leave us. These aren’t your bodies anymore.” Foxy retorted in anger.

“Having troubles with the hosts hm? We have seen many Displaced with the same issue.” We commented, now nearing the trunk of the ridiculously giant tree.

“How much do you know about who exactly we are? Does Five Nights at Freddy’s ring a bell at all?” Bonnie asked.

“Of course it does. Our world may be different, but there are some things that can be the same, or similar. FNAF was quite popular around the time I was Displaced, so I know a good bit. We’re honestly surprised that Marionette is a child and not a malevolent spirit out for vengeance.” We stated as we knocked on the large front doors to the crystal tree.

“Well, let’s just say that Five Nights at Freddy’s is the reason why Earth was more advanced than it should be. On the same day we were born, the children who purple guy killed were freed, and were about to have peace, but got sucked into our world due to a tear in the universes. So, their souls got put into our bodies as we were born, and stayed hidden for a few decades. Earth was able to replicate tears, and we developed a love for FNAF, which lead to our displacement, and now the children have their own body again. We get the robot brain, they get the spirit brain.” Bonnie said, and all four of them look sad at their past.

“I wish these four didn’t have to experience the terror of the purple guy.” ‘Freddy’ spoke, as the doors opened, showing a shocked Twilight.

“Oh she is so cute~!” We cooed as we picked her up despite her yelp of surprise, and nuzzled her. “It’s been so long, we forgot how adorable ponies are as ferals rather than anthros, give us a kiss dear.” We smooshed the protesting mare on the head and continued to nuzzle her, but she was more annoyed than worried, a deadpan expression on her face.

“That just sounds wrong, anthro ponies.” Chica shivered.

“But that’s what we are.” We pointed out, cocking a hip and putting a hand on it for reference as he levitated Twilight back to the ground.

“And we are all anthro versions of a bear, bunny, chicken, and fox. But at least we aren’t exactly living beings.” Chica gestured to her friends. “I mean it’s like a chimera between humans and ponies. If, let’s say Twilight, was anthro, she wouldn’t have the same voice, due to different vocal cords. She would have different pheromones, and other vital stuff like that.”

“How can you say that’s correct? How can you say any of it’s correct? Listen to our voice, and compare it to memories of your Luna’s, aren’t we the same?” We said. “You’ll be amazed at what actually changes between feral creatures and anthro ones.” We cheekily stated, pointing to our body in general, and then gesturing down to Twilight, who was taking notes.

“Actually, you sound a bit different than the Princess. She has a lighter voice, but a similar tone. You sound like a larger Luna, with a small undertone of a completely different voice. I can sense you have overlapping spirits inside of you, meaning that you have someone else inside of you.” ‘Freddy’ spoke.

‘Oh! Let me out! Can I come out? I’ll be good!’ Recall gushed, glad someone noticed it, making us roll our eyes.

“Sure, it’s been a while, and last time we had to shove thee out, even throttle thou. Be a good...perverse...thing.” We said, grabbing onto our midsection, and tearing out a large blob of flesh about the size of a normal pony, before tossing it onto the ground.

“Hi!” A voice came from the silvery blob as it quickly formed into a perfect copy of a feral Pinkie Pie. “I’m Recall, I’m so glad to meet you all! Nopony notices me normally. I’m sorta a clone-slash-bastard soul-child of Doxuna’s friend Avarice who she nearly murdered in a rage and almost consumed his/her soul! Which turned into me!” Recall bubbled, before morphing into a fairly normal-height skinny anthro Pinkie wearing a sunny yellow dress, and she curtsied with a giggle.

The group of four stared in shock at this, and after a minute, ‘Freddy’ was the first one to speak. “Well, I don’t know how to process this, so good luck man.” Freddy blinked rapidly, before putting a paw on his head, groaning.

“That always hurts when he does it. Why does he even need to take control anymore?” Freddy’s jaw dropped when he saw anthro Pinkie. “The hell did I miss?”

“That is Recall. He is our friend and companion soul. He helps us remember things we cannot remember.” I stated. “I do believe his form just sort of depends on whoever’s in the area, considering he doesn’t really have control over changing it, to my knowledge. Last time, he was a smaller version of me.”

“Can I press your nose?” Recall asked Freddy.

“W-what?” Freddy asked, taken back by this question.

“Can I. Press. Your nose?” Recall repeated slowly. “It’s a simple question. It just looks like it’d honk if I pressed it.” She giggled as she tried not to explode in boundless energy like the real Pinkie Pie.

“Don’t mind him. He may currently have the thought process of the pink monster you call a pony.” I said. “Though, that begs the question, where is she hiding?”

“I dunno. She kinda disappeared after a while. Last time I saw her was on our trip to Canterlot. That was a week or two ago.” Freddy shrugged, before looking down at Recall. “I guess if you want to. Never tested it myself.” Freddy bent down, so the 5-something mare could press his nose, and when she eagerly did so, a squeak happened.

“Well, if she’s copying her… Then she must be-”

“Hey Twilight! I brought pizza! It even has a strange new ingredient on it called Soylent Green! I tried some already, and it tastes delicious!” Pinkie screamed, as she opens the door to the castle, to see everyone currently outside the castle. She noticed me, the piles of paper near Twilight, and Recall, before quietly closing the door.

“Oh, she was inside...wait, did you know she was in there?” We asked Twilight who shrugged and just kept taking notes.

“Did your nose just squeak?” Foxy asked his friend, who was staring cross-eyed at his nose, before giving it a small tap, and causing another squeak to be heard.

“How long has it been able to do that?” Freddy asked.

“Since forever silly, duh?” Recall the Anthro Pinkie giggled before she suddenly bubbled again and turned into an anthro Twilight wearing a librarian outfit and glasses. “Darn, it seems Pinkie’s gone out of range. Oh well. So Twilight, how are things?” The primly dressed mare asked as she adjusted her glasses and stretched out her wings on her back idly. “Being somepony else is so frustrating. I remember who I am, but without my own form I’m stuck thinking and acting like the person I’m portraying….”

“Interesting, so you’re a doppelganger then?” Twilight hummed as she kept taking notes idly.

“How long have we been out here talking about ourselves? Can we please just go inside? I need to finish installing our upgrades.” Bonnie moaned.

“Oh fine, big baby bunny. Come Twilight.” We stated as we stepped over everyone and pulled a yelping Twilight along with her notes and entered the large doors, absently closing them and leaving everyone else outside, causing an awkward silence.

“Don’t worry about her, she’s just really absent-minded right now.” Recall assured weakly, before suddenly turning into an Anthro Lyra in a sundress, and began blinking.

“Lyra’s dead. How do you shapeshift into a dead person?”

“I..don’t know-HANDS! I have! HANDS!” She squealed as she wiggled her fingers, freaking everyone out and Lyra-Recall blinked. “Uh...where am I?” ‘I...don’t know?’

The four animatronics sighed, before teleporting themselves inside the castle, along with Lyra-Recall. Bonnie quickly moved over to a bunch of tools lying on the ground, and grabbed a few, before doing something to the back of Freddy’s legs.

“So why is a part of the foyer a workshop? And the foyer is also the throne room? So strange.” We asked as we sat down on the floor with Twilight on a thigh, petting her and massaging her neck idly like a pet.

“Because our room is already full of his stuff. It’s a good place for building, which he can’t do in the room anymore.” Foxy said, leaning against a wall.

“What can I say? I’ll be in this body for who knows how long, so I need to occupy my mind. Besides, we’ll be defective in a year if I don’t perform maintenance and upgrades every few days. Besides, why wouldn’t you want to be able to fly? Speaking of which, you should be able to now.” Bobby put his tools away, closing up the panels on Freddy’s legs, before backing up. “Give it a try.”

“If you say so.” With a light humming sound, Freddy shot into the air, before slowing down, with a white aura coming out of his legs.

“H-hello? Can...can somepony please tell me what’s going on?” Lyra-Recall asked with fear in her voice, stepping around on her two hooves carefully. ‘Doxuna, can you hear me?’ “I’m...the last thing I remember is...what happened to me?” Lyra-Recall asked as she looked down at her petite chest and ran her hands over her yellow sundress. “Why am I standing on two legs?” ‘Doxuna, I am NOT in control of my current vessel!’ “And why am I hearing somepony in my head?!” ‘It’s MY head!’

“Have you tried removing your frontal lobe? I hear it’s a great way to get rid of voices in your head.” Foxy said, a smile on his face.

“Yeah, it’s also a great way to die!” Lyra screeched.
‘Yeah, it’s also a great way to die!’ Recall shouted.

“You can survive without the frontal lobe. Many people have done it in the past, even with bad technology. It just gets rid of a few feelings, like fear.” Bonnie pointed out.

“But I died! That...that’s right isn’t it? I...I saw a great flash of light, a burst of pure agony, then...darkness….” Lyra shivered as she hugged herself. “How am I here?”

“Well, after you got hit by Recoome’s eraser gun, which went straight through Toy Freddy, you technically were disintegrated.” Freddy reminded.

“So...I’m...oh Bonnie!” Lyra began crying as she sank to her knees, sobbing into her hands. “W-what’ll happen to her without me paying half the rent?”

“She quickly moved on, got a great paying job, raised a family, and died at the ripe old age of 35.” Foxy said, his smile getting bigger.

“You’re scaring the girl.” We said, ceasing our petting of the Princess of Friendship for a moment.

“Sorry about that. Foxy’s kind of a joker, and due to us lacking emotions except for the ones we can imitate, he can get a bit mean.”

“Jerk! I’m dead and-and  you’re mocking me?! Not cool! I...I need an instrument….” The musician wilted, looking utterly despondent. ‘Hey, hey. I’m here ey? Just...just calm down.’

“You’re not the only one who’s dead.

‘Hey, Lyra, let me take control, okay? Nothing is going to happen to you.’ Recall promised the poor mare who sniffled and nodded, before she suddenly stopped crying. “Doxuna, the poor girl’s dead, if we force her out she’s gone for good. Could you summon dad-”

“Shut up and get her out of our mass.” We said, tossing Recall Avarice’s token. “How did she even get in us, anyways?”

“I don’t know. Perhaps it’s me being some sort of draw for spirits? Avarice is Fertility and Chaos, Rebirth and all that are part of the package I suppose. Hey dad! Uh...okay right, you likely have no idea, my name’s Recall and I need help with keeping a roaming spirit alive.” Recall said into the blue-iron brazier which lit with it’s iconic blue flame, and a blue flaming portal spawned in the air, but the odd thing was it was about the size for someone like Recall was now, and out stepped a gray-coated thestral with familiar long purple hair holding a few baskets of food, blinking as her thigh-length blue dress fluttered.

“Oh, this is what it’s like?” The mare asked as she looked around at the odd assembly of beings as the portal closed behind her, the loss of a contrasting light source letting her curvy hourglass form be much more obvious. “So who called for an exorcism?”

The four animatronics quickly backed away, trying to stay as far away from the pony.

“Not an exorcism Sharp Snap, but a spirit to be transferred.” We informed the unusually small mare. “Quick question however, why art thou so small? Usually thou and any who are of Avarice’s mass are at least 14 feet tall.”

“Ava’s all preggers with your eggs, remember?” Sharp asked with a roll of her eyes, making us facepalm at the time shenanigans, considering last we saw Ava, we’d just helped her DELIVER those eggs…. “So she sends us out to do things when she doesn’t swap places with one of us so she can do serious stuff, like get summoned by...you...uh...hold on, have you been to Drowned Atoll yet?”

“... We’d rather not think about all of this timeline shenanigans, thank you very much.” We said flatly. “Can you just take the soul of dear Lyra and be gone?” The way the sadistic thestral practically lit up with excitement almost disturbed us.

“Another mare in Ava’s head? Sweet! It’s almost all a sausage fest in there with Avarice and Crescent with their stupid macho bullshit. Oh, but PLEASE tell me she’s a sub! I want somepony I can make squeal~!” The way Lyra suddenly asserted herself in the body and cowered away from the bloodthirsty mare only made her wings flutter.

“Are we the only ones who think this is getting really creepy, and really confusing?” Freddy spoke up, an unsure look on his face.

“Trust us, when it comes to Avarice, things are never simple and easy. Take her and leave, consider her a new member of thine herd. Even if it is massive enough already.” We rolled our eyes, and Sharp did too.

“Yeah~ three mares and three of us in one body compared to little old you and over eight or nine spouses. We have such a big herd! Just c’mere~.” Sharp dropped the groceries and began prowling towards the backpedaling mare who backed into the worried Freddy.

“No, no please! P-put me in a robot, or something! Don’t let her-mmph! MMPH!” Lyra was muffled by Sharp taking her in a kiss, and shortly she went limp, and Sharp broke off with a satisfied hiss that really drew attention to her fangs as Recall turned into a copy of Sharp.

“Oooo you’re the panicky and feisty type, I’ll enjoy you~.” Sharp lilted as she turned and casually picked up her groceries before walking towards a fire portal that spawned in front of her. “Ta-ta~! Do call again!” The portal closed behind her, and Recall changed into a copy of Twilight again.

        “...That...is one seriously screwed up mare.” Recall commented with a hint of fear. “I mean, sure, having her memories is one thing, but actually thinking like her for a moment….” Recall shuddered and hugged herself. “Doxuna, I’m just...going to go back inside. Shit’s too crazy right now.” Recall walked over to Doxuna, and seemingly melded into her thigh, turning into the same silvery coat as the rest of her host.

        “Well now, since that mess is dealt with, is there anything thou hast need of? Or shall we simply enjoy our visit until our wanderlust demands we leave?” We asked as we rubbed Twilight’s belly, the mare contently relaxing on her back with a small smile for the belly rubs, still taking notes idly on the massive pile of paper nearby.

        “Why was Recall constantly changing forms? Do you have some kind of problem with controlling your form?” Bonnie asked, a curious and scientific look in his face.

        “Yes….” We admitted, feeling our ears turn back. “We used to be male, and the size of a normal person, and able to change ourself however we wished. But then, we were corrupted in our foolishness. We went mad with power and rage, and our dear father decided to disown us, severing us from his power, and sabotaging us. We began losing ourself, losing who we were, becoming those we were forced to copy. Luna, my beloved, she shared a piece of her soul with me, and then this became my true form. Indeed we adore it, we love our body. But we cannot become male again, her memories overwhelm our original ones, leaving us confused, lost. Along with our finesse in our transformations.”

        Bonnie hummed to himself, as he got into a thinking pose. “I have an idea. I might be able to make a device that could temporarily allow you to control your forms. It wouldn’t be permanent, as I don’t have enough time, or resources, but I could have it done in like five minutes.”

        “How long would the device last for?”

        “About 10 minutes if I can’t find the right materials. But I’m confident I can, and can make it last about an hour with a quick recharge rate, allowing you to use it every other hour.”

        “Then no. Screw it.” I said. “I’d rather figure out how to maintain a male form on my own.”

        Bonnie shrugged. “Suit yourself. I won’t force you to accept it.”

        “The notion is appreciated, but unless it could just act as a medium for it, it is pointless to have a form for a few minutes and not keep it. T’would just make us long for it more.”

        “If I had enough time I could build either a permanent one, or one that could help you figure out how to do it yourself, but that might take a week at most.”

        “Again, screw it.” I said, just as my nose started to spout my silvery blood. “Ah, that’s my signal to leave. If we could have your token, we’ll be on our way.”

        Freddy’s hand glowed a bright white, before a small piece of metal with all of their faces on it was created in his hand, before he flicked it over to me.

        “Thank you, now I shall be off.” I said as I reached out in front of me and ripped open a portal. Immediately after doing so, I felt a familiar tingle run down my spine. “It seems as though someone is calling me. Ah, a friend. Goodbye all, I’m off to a party, it seems.” And with that, I stepped through the portal and was gone from Freddy’s world.

        “Hey wait! You didn’t brush my mane!” I heard Twilight whine, making me giggle as the portal closed.

> Gotta Go Back in My Pants~
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        “So, Doxuna. Now that you’ve ditched a party, and abandoned some friends during a WAR EFFORT, now what are you going to do?” Recall sarcastically said to me as I floated through the void, not sure of my next stop. “Seriously, I don’t know what’s up with you, but first you want to see friends, then help friends, THEN DITCH THEM?!”

        “... Dude, shut the hell up. I’m acting how I’m acting, alright?” I said calmly. “Honestly, I don’t know anymore. I’m tired of being stuck how I am, and I’m sick of everything else. I think I FINALLY got Luna’s personality under control, AND EVERYTHING IS FUCKING CONFUSING ME!”

        “Well, perhaps, you should consider the fact that I have been leeching off of you? Hm?” Recall hissed in annoyance.

        “... Dude. You tried that. I’ve been feeling it this whole time, to be honest. That’s not it.” I said. “Honestly, I’m just tired of all this bullshit. All this bullshit in my face… It’s taking me back to the last year of high school. All that shit being shoved in my face. Graduation being a thing, and hell, all the assignments. It was bullshit and there were times I just almost lost it. Hell, there were those times where I just thought about suicide… It’s… It’s like that… But back then, I just didn’t because I knew some of my friends would miss me, or I’d miss out on a lot of things…. I just… I didn’t know what to do anymore… I mean, I never did it, but hey, the thought was always there… and now this. The only reason I’m not dead so far is because I’m a god… and that means I couldn’t kill myself even if I wanted to…”

        “Dox… I didn’t… I’m sorry…”

        “It’s fine, Recall.” I said. “I just need to figure shit out… Hell, I think the first way is to get myself a fucking PENIS again, I don’t know.”

        “Dox I hope that is still you, the Die Leucht are about to find me, Please help!”

        “Well, speak of the devil.” I said, then noticed what she said. “Wait… DIE LEUCHT?! Missy! I’m on my way!” I then opened a portal, and saw what was on the other side as it opened behind Mistress Change. There in front of her stood what seemed to be a squad of Die Leucht troops, the same ones that invaded my world, being led by Iron Talon… and more were coming in through portals behind them. I could feel myself changing as my rage started rearing its ugly head. “Oh, you son of a bitch. MISTRESS! MOVE NOW!” I shouted as I shoved my biometal right arm through the portal as it was still changing. It ended up as a bladed claw on the other side of the portal and slammed into a few bodies before colliding with something solid on the other side. Only after I felt my arm stop moving did I step through the portal…





[Current Time - Canterlot]

        “Um, Dox?” Celestia asked. “Are you okay?”

        “Yeah, why do you ask?” I asked, Celestia immediately pulling up a full-length mirror to show that I had changed into my sort of ‘rage form’, the spiked and bladed Doppleganger-Verdugo that I had turned into when I got angry at the Die Leucht, the spikes on my back twitching with rage. “Oh… Sorry. It’s just that the memory just REALLY pisses me off. I mean, it’s Iron Talon. You remember him, right? He was a huge douche when he invaded!” I took a deep breath. “Alright, I’ll try not to get that pissed off while I’m telling, alright?”





        The looks I got when I stepped through spoke for themselves. As the portal closed behind me, they all saw what I had become, and I saw all of them, minus Iron Talon, tremble in fear and lose some of their moxy. Some were staring at me, some at my right hand that had crushed ten of their men against a stone wall as my arm started snaking back to me, the eerily organic-looking biometal snapping back to form.

        “Who scared my friend?” I said menacingly, my face contorting into a scowl. I could see some of them try to run, only to be blocked by the others who were scared stiff. “I’m feeling nice right now, so either leave, or I rip you to pieces. Got it?”

        “So, you’re back again to get in our way Dox?” Iron Talon snarked.

        “And I see you’re still threatening people near to me, Talon.” I said.

        “As if that matters. You’ve been severed from your source of power. You’re no threat to me now. Begone and my men won’t break you. Get up you lazy sacks of flesh!” Iron shouted at the crumpled suits of armor, that I had just noticed wasn’t coated in blood, and I scoffed as the crushed armor bulged back into place roughly, and the ‘griffon’ soldiers inside got back up. “I have other matters to attend to, I won’t be holding your talons for peons such as these.”

        Jackass. Well, anyways, with that Talon left the area through a purple portal.

        “Missy, mind if I annihilate these pricks?”

        “Keep one or two alive, I want intel from them.” Missy answered me darkly, her usual glint of joy gone.

        “Well, can you get info out of them now?” I asked. “I mean, I can’t get anything from them, and if memory serves correct, you’re somewhat telepathic too, aren’t you?”

        “Yes but their damn armor interrupts my ability. If you can get it off, I should be able to read them like books.” She answered, then turned to them,” You can all surrender peacefully and not die.”

        “Please resist.” I said menacingly.

        “Our superiors will kill us if we surrender, or you kill us if we don’t, we don’t exactly have much of a choice, do we?” Then, all of them threw their helms off in frustration. “FUCK IT! We give up! You crushed half of us like cheap toys, there’s no chance we’ll win.”

        “Thank you gents, now then, I just need you to think and remember everything. Everything you know, including if there is a way to track you.” Missy ordered them, she was facing them with a small smile on her face.

        “Gladly.” The de-facto leader of the group of 20 pseudo-griffons sated, and they all closed their eyes as Mistress got closer and also closed her eyes to focus on so many minds at once.

        “Well, there goes my fun.” I said, somewhat disappointed. “Well, since I’m here, Missy? Can I get some lessons? I seem to be stuck in certain forms.”

        “Yay ya, not a problem, let me do this first, I’m trying to save some lives.” She answered waving a hoof in my direction. “This is good, alright, Star Swirl get them out of here.”

As if on cue, several pitch black portals showed up with a random as hell rendition of twinkle twinkle little star. The soldiers seemed hesitant, but they quickly bolted into the twenty-odd portals and then they vanished.

        “Huh. Okay. Mind explaining the crazy?” I asked, honestly creeped out somewhat. I’d played Dead Space, ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ was NOT something you wanted to hear randomly.

        “Sure, I made friends with a Star Swirl the Bearded he lives in a void ship and helps me, and other displaced across the multiverse. The sound is his token, and calling card when using void portals. Now then you said you needed…. help…” Missy’s jaw went slack as she turned to look at me. Her eyes climbing up my form.. “So hot…”

        “Well, if you feel like this now, how about I shift back to my currently normal form.” I said, shifting out of my ‘combat form’ and into the normal silver Luna looking form. “So, what do you-” I was cut off when I noticed Mistress clinging to my leg, looking up at me lustfully. While that was pretty distracting, it was the eyes in her ‘mane’ that cut off my speech. “Um… alright… I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve seen those.”

        “Name Jeff, not introduce last time. Not know how to talk. Sorry. You pretty, remind of herd mate Avarice.”

        “Huh, wow…” I said, Jeff’s words not registering at first. The second they did, however, I had somewhat of a revelatio. “Wait a sec, HERD MATE?! Alright then...”

        “Right it has been a few hundred years in our world. I’ve met a lot of displaced, including Avarice and Gilgamesh and a few others. I also got my memory mostly sorted out. Jeff here is my partner, a mimic, and acts as my hair. He learned how to talk a few hundred years ago. Now your turn, how come you look like Avarice and Luna had a kid?"

        “... Yeah, that involves a lot of shapeshifting shenanigans and an identity crisis. Trust me, it's kind of hard to explain.” I said calmly. “I mean, if you’d like to read my mind, I’m pretty sure you’d get something…”

        “Ok, lets see... damn you’re noisy, sounds like the schoolhouse during lunch hour. Well not that thought….” Missy started to blush. She closed her eyes, I assume to try and dig deeper, not sure what she will get out of all the screaming.

        “Ya know, all she’s getting is screaming out of your shit.” Recall told me. “It’d be nice to, I don’t know, let her in and help out. I mean, isn’t that kind of what you want?”

        “...Ava? No, how do you have a shard of Avarice in your head?” Missy asked me with a quizzical look. “Um that is new, and probably part of your problem. You sound alot like I did when I first got sent to Equestria. Too many souls and memories in one mind. I can do a little bit with dream walking, Luna taught me, but you will need a first class psychic to really get in there and help, not sure if the one who helped me is still around. Or you can do some mental therapy practices to help yourself. Your choice.”

        “Honestly, I don’t really care. I’m jumbled and confused, and all this shit sounds pretty great right now.” I said. “Let’s just try the whole dream walking thing, see where that gets us.”

        “Alright well let's do this back at my place. I'd rather not dream walk in the middle of the afternoon in the center of town.” Mistress stated waving to the group of ponies that had appeared around them, the guards showed up and started to push them away from the contaminated grounds.

        “...Right… Sorry bout that.” I apologized. I had completely forgotten where I was when I just murdered my way in. “So, uh… where is it again?”

        “Just this way the guard will deal with it.” Mistress began walking toward a side street. She turned and yelled at a familiar human. “Duncan tell your Ensign that we need a guard detail stationed at our house. I’ll explain later.”





        [Current Time]

        “... Yeah…” I said through as everyone in the room glared at me. “Sorry, I know it’s not ours, but I didn’t think before I leaped.”

        “So you just decided to destroy a bunch of enemies in the most peaceful town?!” Celestia yelled, slapping me across the face.

        “... Yeah… My bad. My friend was in trouble and I just acted without thinking.” I explained with regret in my voice. “Honestly, it was bad judgement on my part. Now, if I can continue the rest of my story…”





        So, Mistress and me walked back to the house to start the whole dream walking process. Immediately we ran into a problem, falling asleep. In the end, though, Mistress thought of something, and, before I could ask, knocked me out. About 5 seconds later, we were in the dreamscape, or how I saw everything before Missy showed, the lack of anything.

        A sliver of light appeared in front of me as a door slowly opened.  The light cast a shadow on the form that entered my dream, a humanoid with long blue hair. “Hi Dox welcome to your dream scape… its a bit dark in here, let fix that.” My dream scape lit up into a huge forest with square trees, everything was fitting a cube shape, leaves and even the dirt.

        “... No.” I said calmly, forcing the world to change the world into a black void again. “So, about why you’re here and hope to accomplish. What are you going to do?”

        “Awe I miss that game.” There was a faint light that seemed to emanate for the top of the dream world revealing her humanoid form. “Alright from here we can pull forth your subconscious and start to sort out your multiple personalities in there. Like this.” 

        As if on command, Recall’s spirit was brought into the dream in the form of a tiny Avarice.

        “Pffft. Nice.” I commented on seeing Recall’s appearance. “What, you can’t do better than that, little man?”

        “Fuck off.” Recall snarked back.
        
        “Now now Recall let’s play nice. Now for the easy part pulling Luna’s parts out, being a dreamwalker herself should make this easy.” Missy closed her milky white eyes in concentration. After a few moments nothing happened. “Or not she is really fused in there good.”

        “Yeah, I’d say so.” I said. “I mean, what do expect? Hell, the only thing keeping me from going insane is Recall… Actually, he’s part of me GOING insane. So, on that note, is there a way to get him out?”

        “Maybe mind magic was never my strong suite before coming to Equestria. Funny how one can understand DNA and twist it like a pretzel, but not be able to understand another's mind.” Missy explained.

        “Alright let my try just pulling him out and see what happens.” Missy closed her eyes, and at first nothing happened. Then she opened her eyes which were glowing blue, in a bright flash I was forced out of the dreamworld.

        I woke up with a pounding headache, and some one crying out in pain.

        “Holy frack that really hurts.” Missy cried out grabbing her head.

        “Yeah, I can agree with that.” I said, rubbing my head in a failing attempt to get rid of my headache. “Any explanation to what the hell that even was?”

        “Ow no, void be damn. Ow ow ow. Stupid freaking mind magic.” Missy rolled on the floor clutching her head some more before stopping, then Jeff detached himself from her shifting to a small ball with stocky legs and razor sharp teeth.

        “Two dumb, mind play cause pain. Why Dox turn boy?” The mimic creature spoke in its broken scratched speech.

        “What now?” I said before noticing my voice had dropped an octave. I looked at the rest of me and sure enough, it had started changing, too. My once glorious rack had become solid pecs with a six pack under them, muscle started to become more prominent on my body and the rest of my ‘assets’ (specifically my ass) began to shrink, and a noticeable bulge arose in my pants… right before they started to slip off. I quickly grabbed them before they slid off my waist and turned back to Missy. “Yo, sorry to ask, but do you have a belt, per chance?”

“I get, rope in basement, wait.” After a moment Jeff returned from the basement with some rope. “Dox want learn?”

“Uh… Learn what?” I asked, eying the weird-looking shape shifter. “I mean, sure, but what are you gonna teach me?

        “How change shape of matter, make, change own cloths.” Jeff elongated two extra arms from his sides to hold the rope in front of me. “First inspect, understand what we want change. Than see in mind what want. Then focus on form feel energy flow, feel change.”

        I watched as Jeff held the rope in front of me. As he did so he began to shift the appearance flattening out and cleaning out the stray strands, till it had the form of a simple cloth belt, dyed neon pink and lime green in horizontal stripes. Jeff then held up a small buckle. “Try change buckle make bigger”

        “... Um… okay.” I said, a little dumbfounded with Jeff’s lesson. I took the buckle from him and tried to focus on what he told me I was supposed to do, getting nothing in return and probably looking like a total dumbass.

        “Will, must believe with all self that buckle is different and how want different.”

        “I AM, JEFF!” I yelled, glaring at the somewhat amorphous blob. “I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, though…”

        ‘You’re trying too hard, dumbass. Since when did any of your magic work by true force of will? When have you ever not just had to snap your fingers?’

        “Aaaaand god damn it.” I deadpanned. “Listen, I JUST got rid of Recall…” ‘Let me test that actually. Recall? You there? WOO HOO! NO RESPONSE! … Aaand I can’t pull up Luna’s memories. Great!’ “And I don’t need another voice in my head!”

        ‘Good thing I’m not. Now, just relax AND DO WHAT YOU NORMALLY DO, DIPSHIT!’

        “FINE!” I yelled at the ceiling. I let go of the buckle and used a little magic to make it float in the air, then took the cloth from Jeff and did the same to it. I focused on it for about half a second before just snapping my fingers, enveloping the two objects in a single vortex of green fire.

        “What in void doing?!” Jeff asked jumping back from the flame keeping an eye on what was happening.

        “Just give it a second.” I said nonchalantly and waving Jeff off. The flames died out a second later revealing a brass buckle on a nice black leather belt floating where the cloth and smaller buckle once were. “Hey, what do you know. Traveller was right. I wonder if that works on me, too...”

        “Damn godlings, break all rules. Took Jeff decade to learn. Mistress is feeling better she teach now.” Jeff grumbled a few things as he reattached himself to Missy’s head leaving her with bright yellow hair once again.

        “Hey, I’m no godling. I am a god!” I said indignantly. “And honestly, I think now would be a good time for me to take a bit of a break. What do you think, Missy?”

        “Yes break would be good, I'd like some lunch before I try teaching. What would you like?” Missy asked me walking to the kitchen shaking her flank as she went.

        “I don’t know. Grilled Cheese?” I said ignoring any possible advances that Missy was trying to push forward. SO glad that Recall was gone. I actually had my mind set straight since I started my journey. “Anyways, I’ll be right back.”





        [Current Time]

        “So yeah, after that I kinda just ran off and took my break.” I explained. “I stepped into Avarice’s world, bugged him a bit and followed him around. After I left him, I vowed to NEVER do that shit again, and then did my training with Mistress Change. That lasted all about five seconds, and then I decided to come here and see you girls!”

        “Wait. So you’re still not done?” Emerald asked somewhat angrily. “We thought you were gonna stick around this time!”

        “Oh, hell yes I am. Thing is, though, I’m still not welcome because of the DM.” I explained sadly. And, as if on cue, a loud banging came from the door of the throne room. “Thing is, since I don’t have Recall to subconsciously block him for me now, he knows where I am, and that banging is the force he’s sent to try and kill me. Heh, as if.” The door finally gave in, and there stood Yngve, Solaris, and Hyper Bolic. To top it all off, Edewecht was here as well in some kind of steam powered exoskeleton. “Huh, wow. This is SERIOUSLY all he sent? I would have thought he’d send an army. No matter.” I turned back to my fiances. “I expect you all to stay safe. Expect me to come back with a plan to sever the DM from our world. Bye!”

        “OH NO YOU DON’T!” Edewecht yelled as he shot one of the exoskeleton’s fists at me like a rocket. I just opened a small portal in its path and had another open up behind him, sending the fist into his back and disabling the exoskeleton.

        “Wow, for a master artificer, you’re REALLY shit at making things.” I snapped at him before opening a portal for myself. “Listen, I’m leaving now. If you would do me a favor and leave my fiances alone, that’d be nice.” I turned to leave, then turned back a second. “Oh, and Yngve. I know you follow some honor code. They’re innocent. They get hurt, it’s on all of you. Bye now!”

        And with that, I left my world yet again.