> Friendly Competition
>  by JeSuisLaPorte
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> 1. Oh nyo! We're fillies now!
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Life can be strange sometimes. It can be filled with ups and downs. Some people win the lottery, others make breakthrough in science or medicine. But for two particularly autistic persons, life can be a dream. A bizarre dream they didn’t actually want to happen but can make the most of it. 

Two great friends since middle school gathered to watch another episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It became a sort of tradition to watch a couple of episodes together at night and poke fun at what they saw. They were currently at the second episode of season two, and were loving every minute of it, though they had a tendency to be quite... crude in their comments. 

They were so open to this subject that they talked multiple times about the many erotic dreams and fantasies they had about the show and more specifically, the main leads. One adored Fluttershy and the other, Applejack.  

“Hey Eugene, what would do if you, like, went to a subway station and saw this really shady guy that told you to go inside the men’s bathroom for a lifechanging experience. So you go inside the bathroom, and you find Fluttershy, tied up and gagged inside one of the stalls. What would you do?” The other friend, Jon asked. It was a normal occurrence to get into these rather bizarre hypotheticals. He loved to spice things up, even if he sometimes tried too hard to make one of the options seem more favorable than the other. The fun lied in the insane scenarios he could conjure from the gutters of his mind.

His friend laughed as he imagined the scenario play in his head. “Jackpot.” Eugene responded with a grin.  

“So, you choose the Quagmire option?” Jon followed, unsurprised. “Okay, but what if you can choose to free her. And if you free her, she will marry you. What would you do?” 

“I’d still drug her and put her inside a cage. That way, she will be mine forever. No witnesses, easy pocket mare pussy.” Eugene confidently answered, much to the silent horror of his friend. 

"O-Oh, okay..."

But then, something strange happened in the episode. Discord stopped taunting Twilight Sparkle. Instead, he flew over to the camera and stared directly at whoever was watching. It wasn’t in the episode; Jon knew that for it wasn't his first time watching unlike his friend. He was the My Little Pony expert, and he certainly knew that Discord wasn’t about to break the fourth wall like this. 

The Lord of Chaos tapped the screen, smirking. “There isn’t enough chaos around here. Thankfully, I already know the remedy to this problem. You see, Twilight, things are about to get even weirder in Ponyville.” He stuck his arm out. They broke from the confines of the televisions and grabbed a hold of the two friends. With one mighty pull, the two humans were transported inside the screen, into another world. 

 Swinging around an endless vortex of madness, they felt an excruciating pain, a pain strong enough to knock them unconscious.

"Have you heard of homo-sapiens, Twilight? Oh, what am I saying; of course you don't."







When Jon and Eugene woke up, they were laying on the ground inside the Everfree forest. To make matters worse, their bodies didn’t feel quite right. They couldn’t feel their fingers, nor could they get up. The trees around them were gigantic, towering over their seemingly tiny frames. 

Horribly confused, Jon looked to his friend. But all he saw instead of his best friend was a pony. A small, green pony with a black mane.  

Eugene stood up only to fall on his butt. His body didn’t want to stand up apparently. In fact, it felt weird just to stand on his legs, like there was an invisible wall constricting his body. Looking down, he realised he had no fingers anymore, but it didn’t hurt. He didn’t lose them through normal means, no. His body was no longer the same. Falling on his back, he looked down and saw something else in place of his pride and joy. 

“Holy shit, it looks like I have 4 legs, a-and a pussy!" He screamed as he touched his new private area. "What the fuck is going on Jon? Where the fuck are we?” He said in a voice that wasn’t his. It was high and squeaky. The voice of a little girl, not of the admittedly not so manly man he once was.   

“Wha-how, h-how the fuck should I know?!” Jon shouted in disbelief, staring at his new hooves. Even his voice was different, sounding similar but slightly different to his friend. “This isn’t right! Are we dreaming?” 

Eugene had an idea to test if this strange happening was a reality, or the mere work of their imagination. "Wait, I think I have an idea! Punch me in the face, like hard, man! It will surely wake me up. Just try using those ... uh, hooves?” 

Jon stared at his hooves, raising an eyebrow. How was he supposed to hit his friend in the face when he can’t even stand up? The best thing he could do was crawl pathetically over to him, readying his fingerless fist. “I don’t know, looks real to me, but I’m gonna punch you just in case it works out.” There wasn’t much conviction in his squeaky little bitchy voice. 

So, Jon raised his hoof, weirded out by the fact he couldn’t close his fingers to form a fist, and struck. But during the blow, the new balance of his body got the better of him and he fell, his hoof landing not on his friend’s face but on his new “delicacy”. 

Eugene’s pussy made a wet sound as it was struck. “Hmpf. What the fuck was that dude? I said in the face! Do you know the difference, or are you that much of a virgin?” He shouted, his face turning as red as a tomato.

Jon blinked in horror. He touched his friend on the private area! To make things weirder, he blushed. He shouldn’t be feeling this, yet it would appear his sexual orientation remained unchanged even after the gender change. But what about Eugene? He didn't really want to know. “I-I’m sorry. I was aiming for your face. Just, uh, t-tripped while I was going for the swing. Not! That it matters anyway, we’ve got a bigger problem.”  He waved his hooves around his body.

“Ok, I guess. But let's that keep it between us, ok? Alright, let's head out. Maybe there is surely someone to help us out?” Eugene proposed, looking around the dark forest. Things were looking rather grim for the two former humans. The entire world had impossible geometry. Hills twisted into a loop that defied gravity itself. Chocolate milk rained from the sky and the leaves were made of cotton candy. 

Jon cringed as he looked at his now defiled hoof. “I mean I guess, but I suppose people would be more worried about the fucked up Green Hills looking loops and the chocolate rain.” Trying out his new pony body, he noticed he had wings too. He was more than a pony, he was a pegasus! And the fact that they are small and have squeaky voices would make them... fillies instead of mares? Different gender and different age, they were both far removed from their true selves. The complete opposite even! All that remained of their human origin was their mind.

Eugene eyeballed his friend’s new wings, green with jealousy. “Hey, why do I have nothing special about me? I mean, you have wings and shit and I'm kinda just ... Cringe.” 

Jon’s eyes widened as he begun to understand the gravity of their situation. Pegasus, filly, chaotic environnement, passing through the television. Could it be that they have entered... the world of Equestria during the season 2 premiere? But that’s impossible! It’s just a cartoon, an invention. How could they be? What’s going on? “Holy shit, dude. I-I think... we ARE in My Little Pony.” 

Eugene gasped, excitement coursing through his body. “No way! That so cool dude. I’ll Shotgun Fluttershy’s house. Only when I will figure out how to walk.” All these months of listening to his friend’s hypotheticals got him riled up at the mere thought of acting upon them. 

Jon sighed. “C’mon, what about literally everything else? We’ve lost our families, our homes, our computers and all you care about is having f-fucking sex with Fluttershy? You don’t even have a dick anymore! Plus, you’re a filly, how are you going to get her attention?” 

Eugene smirked. Tapping his head mockingly, he stared at his friend with a look that screamed victory in advance. “Oh, yeah, you’re right. But that doesn’t mean that my love isn’t worth it in a different body. My mentality stays the same. Just living with her would be a blessing, bro. Don’t you understand? That the meaning of my life. And basically, as an adult in a child’s body, if she loves me, it’s okay right?” 

Jon cringed. Not sure if he wanted to have this debate right now. Yet, he was the one that always talked about these ponies in a dirty way. Maybe there are some positives to this situation. If he focused on them like his friend, maybe the pain won’t manifest. “Sure... I guess we can go to Fluttershy. We pretty much need some help, like, badly. We can’t walk for shit and we’re practically disabled.” 

“Ok, here we go. Hum ... Where's her house actually? I don’t really seem to recognize where we are.” Eugene asked as he looked around the chocolate milk filled forest. 

Jon raised an eyebrow, gazing behind. There was an upside-down house floating in the air among other distortions in reality. He sighed, “Seems obvious to me.”  But before they could move, Jon licked some of the chocolate milk. Gotta take advantage of all that chaos, right?

And so, the two crawled in direction of the house. Little by little, they learned to trot as a filly. It was like crawling on all four but with extra steps. The chaotic magic in the air seemed to have chased the danger of the Everfree away for there were no monsters around. No manticore, no Timberwolf, nothing. They were lucky after all! 

Then, a large rainbow appeared in the air, striking the earth with impressive force. Immediately after, all the chaotic magic around disappeared as the rainbow spread to every corner of this new world. The forest was back to normal and thus, dark again. "Oh shit, I think the episode's over. Discord's fucking gone." Jon theorised. Thankfully, they didn’t have much distance left to travel. 

An hour later, they found what they were looking for. Fluttershy’s cottage! Eugene smirked as he laid his eyes upon the timid mare heading home. “*breath in* ... Ok, I got this.” He knocked on the door in a hesitant and febrile way. 

Jon rolled his eyes. What is he expecting will happen? Get a date? Nah, it's straight to the orphanage for us.  

The door opened, revealing a tired Fluttershy. The gentle mare looked down at the small filly at her doorstep, mildly confused at the little thing that was staring at her with so much... admiration in her eyes? “U-Um, h-hello? How can I help you?” 

“Hey yo what up!” His eyes widened as he realised how wrong he sounded with his new voice. “Oh wait... Hum hello?” Eugene said in a cutesy, girlish way. “We are new to the city, and we need some help. You see we are kinda... lost.” Eugene said with a timid laugh.  

Jon awkwardly waddled up to his friend and stuck to him like glue, smiling innocently. “We were lost in the scary Everfree forest and we’re hungry. Can you give us something to eat?” 

Eugene whispered. “Yeah, like Fluttershy’s ass.” 

Fluttershy looked around nervously. “Oh, gosh, um, wh-where are your parents?” 

Eugene was quick to answer. “Well, you see, they said they were going to purchase some milks at the nearby convenience store, and they never came back.”  

Jon blinked, his eyes wide open. Why was he throwing shade at his own parents? He had no reasons to, yet he did. “W-Well, mine were, um, n-no they just disappeared one day when they were going to Manehattan. They didn’t abandon me, though, unlike him. Her.” 

“Actually, my dog ate mine.” For that alone, Eugene was slapped across the face by his dear friend. 

“Pardon my friend. He’s a compulsive liar, and an idiot too. Can’t keep a consistent narrative.” Jon glowered.  

The poor mare was bombarded with all sorts of questions. Horrified and worried for these poor girls, she stepped back and opened her door. “Oh dear, you poor things. Come in, I’ll make sure you’re all nice and well. Oh, the Everfree forest is a really scary place, you two must be tired.” 

“Oh, thank you so much  Fluttershy, you’re the kindest pony ever! We are so grateful of your hospitality.” Eugene exclaimed happily, shaking with sheer excitement. 

The kind mare was a little disturbed, that filly already knew her name!

Jon smiled warmly, aiming to calm her down. “You’re so nice, miss! Can we stay with you?” 

Fluttershy blinked, thinking about the filly’s question. She wasn’t sure if she was okay with letting them stay, but if it was just for a couple of hours, until they get back their strength... “Um, okay. You look like you could use some rest.”  

The two transformed humans followed the mare in. The cottage was nice and cozy, but most importantly filled with all sorts of animals. Ranging from bunnies to squirrels to even a bear. “Okay, my little critters. Make some space for our guests. They’re really tired. I mean, if that’s okay with you.” 

The animals begrudgingly left their comfortable seats for the two awkward mentally challenged fillies. They trotted strangely, unsure in their moves as they sloppily crawled over to the couch. 

Jon took a deep breath of relief, happy to be away from the grass. He hated to stand on any grassy ground without shoes on. Even worse when he had his arms touching the ground too. “Finally, we can relax. Uh, and thanks, miss.” 

Eugene tapped his friend on the shoulder, a sly smile drawing upon his now adorable face. “Hey, dog, distract her for a second. I’m going to enjoy this...”  

“Okay, Fluttershy enjoyer.“ Jon facehoofed, immediately sensing a disaster in the making. “Um, hey miss? Can you get us something to drink? We’re fucking thirsty! I mean, if that’s okay with you.” 

“... I mean, that’s okay with me.” 

Jon sighed. “It’s okay with her.” 

Eugene smiled. “It’s okay with her? No shit, Sherlock.”  His friend facehoofed.

Fluttershy’s eye twitched. These fillies sure had an awful potty mouth. Maybe she can help with that. “I’ll be right back!” 

As the kind mare left to fetch two glasses of water, Eugene smushed his face in the couch with grace to breath in its odor that maybe contained the sweet and delicious praise he was seeking. Fluttershy’s butt, of course! 

“Hm. Good shit. I’m sad the sudden teleportation didn’t transport our cellphones, because that’s a great point of view.” Eugene remarked as he looked at the distracted mare.  

Curious, Jon followed his eyes only to notice that because of their short sight, they had a clear view of the mare’s rear end as she left the living room. “I... I’m not gonna complain, actually.” 

“Here we go, sleepy heads!” Fluttershy gave a bright smile as she offered the two fillies their much-needed glass of water. 

Jon and Eugene struggled at first to drink their cup. They raised their arm towards the drink, only to remember “Oh yeah, no fingers”. They awkwardly wrapped their fetlock around the glass and drank it in record time as it made a somewhat disgusting glurp sound. 

“Thank you, mommy. O-o wait, um...” Eugene immediately regretted letting his subconscious get the best of him. As the blush got more and more intense in his pony looking face, he looked away out of shame. 

Jon was not spared from this second-hand embarrassment, facehoofing to hide his own blush.  

“Oh, um... d-do you know where your mommy is?” Fluttershy asked after taking in the filly’s strange misstep.  

Jon blinked. “Actually, we’re not related. Two different mommies.” He cringed internally at the idea of saying mommy after the bizarre connotation his friend put on the word. 

Fluttershy held a hoof to her mouth. “Oh my. Well, if you know where they are, I’ll help you reunite with them.” 

Eugene thought deeply before talking in the most cutesy, childlike voice possible. “Oh, thank you so much, m’lady. Can I sleep with you? I’m feeling scared alone in the dark... and Jon is stinky. P-wease?” 

“Hey! I’m not stin...” Jon’s eyes widened as he realised two could play at that game. He chuckled, putting on a sad voice. “Me too. I don’t like sleeping alone...” He reached out to her, a desperate look on his face. 

“Hey! I was the first to say it. Don’t you know the rule of the shotgun? I basically own her bed, dawg. Finders keepers!”  

“You can’t shotgun it! That can only be decided with rock, paper, scissors- oh shit...” 

The fierce competition between the two fillies aroused some concerning questions. Fluttershy’s eyes darted from one filly to the other as they continued their banter. “Now, now, girls. I’ll let you both sleep in my bed, okay? It’ll be just for tonight and tomorrow, we’ll go looking for your parents.” 

“Yippee!” The two fillies shouted out of excitement, hoof bumping. They had achieved the ultimate victory for now, to sleep with Fluttershy. But they could still do more. In due time, they know they can go farther than that.

When night came, the two fillies tucked inside Fluttershy’s bed. The kind mare stayed on the middle, so that her warmth could spread to each of the girls. It made her nervous, having to watch over two foals, but to know that it would be temporary eased her worries.  

Little did she know, they were imps disguised as innocent fillies, for Eugene snuck under the blankets when she was asleep. He inched lower and lower until he saw it. A divine sight in the dark, the moon shining just enough light for him to see what he had always wanted to see up close; his favorite pony’s pretty pussy. Sadly, he couldn’t let go of his virginity today. Not with this tiny squeaky body, at least. 

Then, a little shape poked out from the other side. Eugene saw his friend looking at him with curious eyes. In that very moment, the two realised they had the same idea. Jon blinked, trying to get a good view of the other side without waking up the mare. “Mind if we, um, switch place? Pwease? You have the money shot, pal.” 

“No way man. Perhaps in another time, my guy.” 
> 2. Oh mah gawd! We're in Ponyville!
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Morning came, Fluttershy woke up early. Opening her eyes, she almost had a heart attack when she couldn’t see the two fillies in her bed. Panicking, she lowered the sheets and was met by two cute shapes cuddled against her rear end and crotch. “Aw, you were cold, weren’t you?” 

The mare carefully navigated out of the bed without waking up the two fillies even though one was holding onto her crotch with impressive strength for a foal. “Oh my, you sure are clingy.” Fluttershy gingerly removed the hooves before she made her leave. The two ponies would surely be hungry once they woke up. She’ll take care of that. 

Jon was the first to wake up. He was rather disturbed not to hear his alarm clock blasting as usual. It was... strange to wake up so peacefully and not have to go to work cleaning the McDonald’s shitters. Opening his eyes, he realised he was super close to his sleeping friend. Fluttershy had moved away! The tip of their muzzle was touching. Staring at his sleeping friend was weird but being this close to him; Jon had a cute idea. 

Backing away, he raised a hoof and booped his friend on the muzzle. “I boops you!” 

Eugene flinched, snapping back to reality thanks to his friend’s intervention. “What... Did you just booped me? Oh my god that’s like in the series! A dream comes true. Now, it’s my turn!”  
as Eugene slowly approach his hoof in the direction of Jon’s muzzle but completely miss and poke his eyes instead. “I boops- oh shit.” 

Startled by the pain, Jon rolled back and fell off the bed, landing on the ground with a loud thud. Just then, Fluttershy returned with a large plate in her hooves. “Morning, sleepy heads! I- Oh dear!” Placing the plate on the bed, she rushed to the downed filly who wasn’t moving one inch. “A-Are you okay?” 

Eugene was hanging on the edge of the bed, worried. “He isn’t okay! Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to hurt Jon I swear, my hoof is just stupid like that.” 

“I think he gouged my eye!” Jon cried out in his blind panic, clutching his hurt eye. 

Fluttershy smiled gently. “Oh, I’m sure your eye is fine. Here, let me see.” she reassured, carefully pulling the filly’s hoof away. Her injured eye was a little red, but mostly fine. 

“I-Is it?” Jon asked, struggling to maintain his eye open. 

“Yes. It’s perfectly fine, my little filly.” She caressed the poor little thing, calming her down. “See? It was just an unfortunate accident, I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you fell.” 

“Look, stop being a bitch dude.” Eugene shouted, sit in the near end of the bed, being jealous to not be the center of the attention of his dear and sweet favorite pony in Equestria. He wanted to be caressed by the best pony. 

Jon glared. “You’re just jealous she isn’t paying attention to you! You just ruined your precious dream because you’re so damn clumsy!” The transformed human was surprised with himself. That was a childish response, petty in nature. Could it be that their new body is taking a toll on their mind? 

Then, Eugene had a brilliant idea! He proceeded to simply beat the shit of himself. Thankfully, Fluttershy stopped him before he could cause any bad damage. “Now, now. I understand you’re all want me to take care of you, but that doesn’t mean you should hurt yourself, okay? I’ll help you both equally, so you’ll have no reasons to be jealous.” 

At that the end of that sentence, Jon and Eugene stared intensely, knowing that a friendly competition between them had just begun. A battle for Fluttershy’s affection. Blood and cum are the name of the game.  

“Anyhow, I prepared breakfast for you. After you’ve eaten, we’ll go find your parents. Oh, I can’t imagine how worried they must be. Um, I don’t want to feel like I’m pressing you, but we don’t want them to be scared, don’t we?” Fluttershy said as she placed the injured filly back on the bed, smiling awkwardly. 

As none of the friends answered Fluttershy question, Jon tapped the shoulder of Eugene to provoke a reaction. 

“Oh, hum yeah, sure!”  

“Now then, a-um...” Fluttershy blinked. She wanted to call the one on the right by her name but... she didn’t know their name. In fact, she didn’t believe they even told her their names? “Oh dear, um, I believe I don’t know your names. Could you tell me, please?” 

Eugene was quick to answer whilst Jon was thinking things through. “Indeed, you’re right! My name represents my magnificence and the perfection of my soul. They call me the great and powerful Euge-”  

Jon slapped his friend, pulling him closer. “Come on, man. You know we can’t use our real names. They could suspect something or get all sorts of funny ideas about us. Think of something, just anything that passes as a pony name. I’m figuring one out right now.” 

“Oh yeah, you’re right. My name is actually ... Poh.” Eugene responded with a soft voice. 

“And he was trained by master Shifu.” Jon mused. 

Fluttershy blinked, somewhat surprised by the right filly’s name, but she figured she was just from elsewhere. “Okay, and what about you?” 

Jon panicked. He hasn’t figured out a name yet! Put on the spot, he looked at his body, searching for a defining feature he could name himself after. Nothing, not even a cutie mark. He was a blank flank. Oh, wait... “I-I’m Bo... I guess. N-No, wait! It’s Bo Peep.” He cringed internally, disappointed by his lack of foresight. Had he thought this through, he would have a name prepared in advance. 

“Okay, hm. Bo Peep and Poh.” Fluttershy repeated to engrave their names in her mind. “Those are pretty names.” 

As Jon was relieved that Fluttershy believed their admittedly poorly constructed lie, Eugene was trying his best to not choke out laughing, amused by the ridiculous name they gave themselves. 

After this awkward moment, the two fillies finally ate the delicious breakfast prepared by the kind pegasus. Her cooking was top notch, and thankfully suited to their secretly omnivorous diet. Then, Fluttershy took them outside, as promised, to search for their parents, something the two small ponies knew in advance was a futile endeavor. The first place they went to was Mayor Mare’s office, a smart decision indeed. 

“I’m afraid I don’t have any record on these fillies, Fluttershy. I’ve never seen them before.” 

Fluttershy held a hoof to her mouth “Oh my, there are truly no ways to find their parents then?” 

Mayor Mare cringed. “I’m afraid not. Unless we know where they came from, there’s not much use in searching around.” 

Jon and Eugene exchanged concerned glances. “Oh yeah. They don’t know our parents aren’t inside a TV screen.” Jon said to his fillyfied friend. 

Mayor Mare frowned. “Due to the absence of their parents, we could take them to an orphanage, if there are no volunteers to adopt these young fillies of course.” 

Jon narrowed his eyes. Oh no, they weren’t going there! They had another option, one that seemed much more favorable. But to get there, they’ll need to appeal to Fluttershy’s emotions. “You go first, dude. Convince her to adopt us. C’mon, that’ll be like, your dream, to be adopted by Fluttershy, right?” 

“Ok I got this. Hum, Fluttershy?” The kind mare turned her attention to the green filly she now knew as Poh. The small pony gave her the puppy eyes. “I know you did a lot recently by accepting to giving a place to eat and sleep for the night, but without you, we will have to live somewhere else, maybe on the streets. Is it much to ask you to adopt us? Please? We promise we will be helping you at your house and not being a nuisance at all. P-weeeeease?” 

Jon awkwardly inched closer to his friend, giving an adorable look to the shy pegasus. 

Mayor Mare raised an intrigued eyebrow. That filly sure seemed to have an interesting vocabulary, sounding much more mature than other ponies her age. 

Fluttershy wanted to help them, but to take care of two fillies, even for a short amount of time is no easy feat. It’s much more demanding than tending to her animals, that she learned the hard way. But still, her goodwill wouldn’t allow these two parentless fillies to live in the streets or in an orphanage all by themselves. “Um, w-well... I guess I could foster them, maybe. U-Until you can find a good family that’ll take care of them.” 

On the outside, Eugene looked fairly serene. But on the inside; he was screaming in joy. 

Jon smirked, a subtle sign of a higher intelligence behind those cutesy eyes. “Oh, thank you miss Fluttershy! You’re the best!” 

Mayor Mare fumbled through her desk, taking out a document. “That’s good! I’ll prepare the legal documents to cement you as their foster carer until we can find an appropriate family.” 

With the initial problem of their not so present parents out of the way, little remained in the way of the two deceiving fillies. They could now stay with Fluttershy for days, perhaps even weeks. In a way, Eugene’s dream came true; he was living with the Element of kindness herself, albeit much being smaller than he wanted. 

As Fluttershy signed the documents, the eyes of Eugene started to sparkle even more. At the second that she placed the pen, Eugene ran and hugged her neck, not willing to let her go, which seemed like an eternity.  

“Oh my, you’re very affectionate!” Fluttershy glanced over Bo Peep who was observing them with great intent, but didn’t seem like he wanted to join. 

As she finally got him off her neck, he was so excited that dancing was the only solution to expulse all the simp concentrated energy. However, Eugene’s new body came with many hiccups. He was a filly now, and with it came all the kinks of this small form. In no time, he burned through all his energy, leaving him very tired. He fell asleep on the floor of the mare’s office.  

“Oh, shit.” Jon muttered, surprised to see his friend pass out that easily. Moreover, he was somewhat disturbed to find his sleeping friend adorable. It didn’t feel like he was staring at Eugene anymore. To him, she was Poh. And Jon was Bo Peep. Gah! It was confusing him, her. What’s his pronouns again? 

Fluttershy guided Jon and the exhausted Eugene on her back along Ponyville, heading straight for the one place she knew they could fit in; the schoolhouse. Throughout the way, Jon made a conscious effort to keep his tail low, so that it would hide his lady parts. It just felt wrong to be walking out in broad daylight naked! In the show, they obviously didn’t have their private parts dangling around but here, it didn’t feel like they were in a little girl’s show anymore. This was reality, as hard to believe as that was. 

“Now, fillies. It is very important that you do not miss out on your education. Today, we’re just visiting around but soon, you’ll have to go there and catch up with your class, okay?” 

Jon frowned, feeling embarrassed to step inside a schoolyard. He felt way too old to be doing this. It was endearing at first to be treated as a little girl but now? It just felt humiliating and condescending. “Yeah, sure... Gonna learn about math. Woohoo.” 

At that time, Eugene woke up from his nice little good and enchanting nap. Stretching, he stood on his rear, realising he was on Fluttershy’s back! Pulling back, he unintentionally placed more pressure on his newly acquired lady parts and felt a strange sensation, the likes of which a child shouldn’t be feeling. He blushed in response to this accidental vaginal rubbing, closing his legs awkwardly. 

Jon widened his eyes. “You dirty little rugrat...” 

Eugene regained his composure fairly quickly, hiding his blush behind his big hooves. “B-Bro, you can’t just except Fluttershy to do all the work. I’m only taking advantage of every part of her body one at a time baby.” 

Jealousy reflected in Jon’s eyes. If only he could do that with the mare of his choice. “Is that how you plan on losing your virginity?” 

“Hm?” Shit! Fluttershy heard that! “Did you, um, say something?” 

“Oh, n-no. I was... talking to, eh, Eu-Poh.” Jon fumbled. 

Eugene had a more eloquently prepared response. “No that’s not what you think mommy! We were only discussing about the chance of finding a boyfriend at the school we will be for the next days. That's one of my biggest dreams.” 

“Boyfriend?” Fluttershy questioned. 

“Coltfriend.” Jon corrected. 

“Ah. I wasn’t expecting you two to already be thinking about that sort of thing. D-Don't take it the wrong way, it’s just that... not many fillies talk about finding coltfriend at such a young age.” 

“So ... does that mean that the concept of “boy” doesn’t exist in Equestria?” 

“Dumbass, are you mayhap on the spectrum, dear old friend?” Jon taunted with a smirk on his adorable filly face. 

Fluttershy stepped, her voice remaining as soft as ever. “Now, now. Let’s not break into a fight. You’re about to meet your new classmates once they’ve finished their lesson! I know some of them and I can assure you; they’re really nice.” 

Eugene gave Jon a very intense look. The gaze of a mighty simp. “And that’s where she’s wrong, my friend. I am indeed ready to go to war about the thing I do believe in. So don’t even dare touch any part of her body, she’s mine, bitch!” He exclaimed right before he went back to falling asleep on her back with a small happy and greedy look on his face. 

“Oh dear... she’s terribly exhausted. The poor little thing.” Fluttershy gently placed the filly under a tree. “Here, Bo, could you be a dear and keep an eye on your friend while I go get some important things done? The other foals should be coming out soon. It will be very important to introduce yourself to them.” 

Jon sighed. Yeah, sure. Leave all the work to me. He lightly kicked the sleeping filly. “That I can do.” Now left by his or her(?) lonesome, Jon glanced over Eugene, sleeping peacefully. The ex-human was annoyed his friend’s antics as of late. He was doing everything in his power to create some sort of competition between the two. A battle to seek Fluttershy’s attention, their new foster mother. 

Lowering his gaze, Jon landed on something that startled him. In that position, Eugene’s new vagina was fully revealed. Being the good friend he was, he looked away, cringing at that sight. He never asked for that, to see his friend’s private parts. He looked so alien to him now, it was crazy to even remember yesterday. Gone were their penises, they now had to welcome their new “door” of sensual sensation for they were probably stuck with it for the rest of their ponified lives. 

Jon decided to look down, where his new genitals lied. It was alien, worrying yet enticing all the same. He never knew what it was like to have a vagina. He couldn’t feel his missing penis anymore, this new control he had was weird and unintuitive. It was going to take a lot of time to adjust to this new body.  

Out of curiosity, Jon lifted a hesitant hoof and gently poked at his vagina. To his surprise, it winked. He began prodding at it, curious to see how far he can go until he went a little too deep. That was when the ecstasy hit. A feeling that was all too familiar to him, so much so that it made him blush. A little worrying that he had to basically fist himself to get the same result, but at least, he could still do it. O-Okay, I’ll save that for later. 

Next, he had another thing to play with; his wings. Through some intense concentration, he was finally able to move them, and flap them helplessly. Sadly, he couldn’t get off the ground. Oh great. I hope I don’t end up like Scootaloo, no offense to you, girl. 

Looking back at Eugene, Jon was fed up with babysitting him and chose to wake his friend up in the least respectful way possible, with a slap on the pussy. “Snap back to reality.” 

The poor guy woke up in sweat, no longer looking so serene. “Hum... Is there something you wanted to tell me? Oh, and for the next time, you know you can wake me up by tapping my shoulder. Not that alien oyster looking thing we call a pussy?”  

“Nothing. Oh, and for the next time, you know you can just NOT fall asleep on me like that?” Jon glowered out of spite. 

Eugene gave a sly smile. "You know I can’t do that. Our mother is so hot that she makes me faint. You can just go see another pussy if you can’t endure me.” 

“The biggest pussy here is the virgin that can’t keep their shit together when they see a fucking vagina.” Jon barked, flicking his tail at his friend. 

Eugene jerked back, startled by the sudden sight of his friend’s private parts. He wasn’t going to let him have the last laugh. “The biggest pussy here is someone who when a situation forced him to pull a name out of his ass, chooses fucking Bo Peep.” 

“That’s the name of a Toy Story character. You chose to name yourself after a character portrayed by Jack Black. Who are you to judge my name?” Jon snarked. 

"Any fucking way, I bet my left testicle that Poh would beat the shit out of your character.” 

“Eesh, you can’t bet what you don’t have.” 

Right during their argumentation, an unknown voice came from their backs. A whinny, annoying and mocking voice that could only belong to one little bastard. 

“Look Silver Spoon, some new fillies in Ponyville. Oh, and it look like they don’t have any cutie mark. That’s. Sooo. Lame. What are you two cringe ponies doing anyway?” 

Jon snorted, leaning close to his friend’s ear. “Oh hey look; it’s Diamond Bitchara.” 

Diamond Tiara gasped, outraged by this sign of defiance. “Hum, excuse you? What did you just call me?” 

Jon booped the pink filly. “Diamond Bitch-ar-a, pussy.” 

Silver Spoon narrowed her eyes. “Don’t you know who pays for the school in Ponyville? That’s right, it’s her mother! If you even try to bully us, we’ll get you kicked out of the school. How about that, hm?”  

Eugene’s face darkened. His cutesy tone dropped to a more ominous one. “Hey daddy chill, we didn’t even make it to school. Yet you think that taking our right to education away is scary? Try to imagine this, okay? Right as you try to go to sleep at midnight, in the dark you will see some shadowy figure. For once, they won’t be some silly phantom or goblin. That will be me with my crowbar and I will fucking be ready to take your kneecaps.” 

Diamond Tiara slapped Eugene across the face. Due to his lack of balance, he fell down like a ragdoll. “Hm, knew it. You’re all bark and no bite.” 

“Oh believe you me, when I’ll find you, they will need to glue you back together ... In hell!” Eugene muttered. Despite his bravado, he was holding back his tears as best as he could. It wasn’t easy, given his filly body was terribly sensitive.  

Diamond Tiara scoffed. What even was a hell? 

Jon, on the other hoof, felt differently about the situation. He felt his cheeks grow warm. Damn, that’s hot. N-Not that I want to enact upon it. Even just thinking about doing it is wrong and making me feel like shit. Remember; Applejack’s the way to go. Maybe Fluttershy is things don’t work out. Another change brought by his new body perhaps? A shameful one, indeed. “Well, you got us, uh, Tiara. I guess we’ll just bury the hatchet and move to other things.” 

“Not so fast, blank flank.” Diamond Tiara held a hoof out, stopping the two fillies form escaping their grasp just yet. “Our school, our rules. You’ll have to listen and do everything we tell you to, m’kay?” 

Eugene stood up, rubbing his injured cheek. “Damn, didn’t know there was slavery here in Ponyville. I guess you can learn something by living with people in real life.”  

“Oh yeah, th-that, uh, that’s a pretty good. No, yeah.” Jon leaned close to his friend. “We’re joining the fucking Cutie Mark Crusaders, screw these two.” He turned back to the two bullies. “Alright, we’re gonna follow your rules.” 

“And before I-” 

“We.” Silver Spoon added. 

“-let you go, we’ll need to know who you are.” Diamond Tiara puffed her chest, doing her best to look imposing, which had the adverse effect on the two fillies. 

“Don’t you know who I am? I’m the student of master Shifu, bitch! My name is Poh.” Eugene answered with unbridled confidence. 

“Who even is master Shifu?” Diamond asked, perplexed. 

Eugene feigned outrage. “How dare you be that ignorant! He was the student of Master Oogway.”  

Diamond was starting to see red. Her patience waned. “Wh-What? That doesn’t answer my question at all! And who is Oogway?!” 

Jon responded, though not without bursting into laughter. “He would be your mother.” 

The pink filly winced. “Enough! You, your name, right now!” 

Jon groaned. “Gee... No need to be so aggressive. I’m Bo Peep.” 

Silver Spoon readjusted her glasses. “Alright, now scram already. You’ve crossed the line far too many times.” 

As the two friends left, Jon had a funny, dirty idea. A final taunt against their new bullies. “You with me?” His eyes pointed at their flanks. 

Eugene smirked. “That would surely be a pleasure.” 

Right as they passed by them, Bo and Poh spun around and gave the two bullies a slap on the flank. “Goodnight, girls. We’ll see ya tomorrow.” 

 





 

Fluttershy gasped. She was only gone for twenty minutes and already her two fillies were hurt, badly. Their cute little faces were bruised, simply pitiful to look at. “Oh my goodness, what happened to you two?” 

“Diamond Bitchara.” 
> 3. Hot dawg! We're vibin' at school!
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Following the Diamond Bitchara smackdown, Fluttershy took the two beaten fillies back home to tend to their wounds. The two small ponies had many bruises that needed attention. 

“Now now, watch your language you two. Even if Diamond Tiara is not a very nice pony doesn’t mean you get to speak ill of her. I hope that experience didn’t make you scared of the school. I know there are a lot of nice foals around your age. Maybe you could try again to socialize and make new friends?” 

She prescribed some pain killers to dull their bruises and placed some plasters on the parts that bled. 

Eugene didn’t care that his pride was bruised by two fillies. One of his dreams was happening before his very eyes; Fluttershy was taking care of him. The pain was slowly fading away while his attention was reported in those magnificent and intense cyan eyes of her.  

“...Thank you so much, Sh-utterfly”. Said Eugene with a barely perceptible and weakened voice. 

“Oh goodness...” It would appear she’s still dazed. These fillies sure did a number on them. Thankfully, Bo Peep seemed to be in better condition. 

“Oh, th-thank you for taking care of us.” Bo awkwardly fumbled, grasping her hurt head.  

Fluttershy gave the poor filly a comforting smile. “Now, it is important that you don’t provoke other ponies. Some can get violent.” 

“I got a first-row seat to a presentation on violence. I think I know a thing or two about that.” 

These fillies were strange to say the least. Fluttershy couldn’t wrap her head around it but these two seemed a lot smarter than foals their age. Especially the way Bo talked, it felt like a mare talking through a child’s voice. 

Poh broke out of her daze. “Well, if only a conversation with Diamond Bitchara was a painful failure, I don’t know how we will survive for more than 5 days in this place. Bo, I think we will need to change our act dude. Perhaps isolation could work?” Realising he wasn’t getting enough attention from the lovely pegasus, Poh dropped on her side, grasping her body. “Argh! Oh my ... my ribs hurt so bad. I think one broke.”  

Bo stretched her limbs, cringing at the pain. Nevertheless, she smiled upon seeing the feeble act of her friend. “Don’t be such a baby, ribs grow back.” She turned to Fluttershy. “No, they don’t.” 

“Now, now; there’s no need to isolate yourself. Every town has a few bad apples, but that doesn’t mean everypony will want to hurt you. I know a group of nice fillies who will surely be happy to meet you.” Fluttershy comforted, holding Poh by the cheeks. 

Having an intense look down on her face, Poh was blushing and slowly reach her hoof on Fluttershy’s nose and booped her with a childish and excited laugh. “I boops you! Hihi.” 

Fluttershy giggled. “Aren’t you an affectionate little pony?” 

“Fuck yeah.” 

The mare’s eyes narrowed. “Now, let’s talk about your language. No fillies should be talking this dirty, okay? Those are not pretty words to use, and they will do little to improve your speech. Let’s make it a rule to always avoid these words, okay?” 

“You see, those words came from my father. That was all his fault, not mine. But, what the fuck... Oh, hum sorry. What the hay should I say instead?” Poh blurted out in a panic. He had made his pony waifu disappointed! 

Bo Peep facehoofed, looking away in embarrassment. “Keep digging that hole, bud...” 

“Even if they came from your father, it doesn’t mean you get to use them. It’s you who ultimately decides to use these bad words. I want you to make a conscious effort to stop for me, okay?” 

“Fuck it. I’ll try. Oh shit, oh fuck I'm sorry... Godamnit. Argh!” Eugene put one of his hoofs in his mouth to make him stop speak without thinking. 

Fluttershy frowned, a slow feeling of defeat taking over her. “That’s a terribly start, but a start nonetheless.” Her eyes moved to Bo Peep, who has been silent this whole time. “That goes for you too.” Though this filly was noticeably better at keeping her potty mouth in check. 

“I know, I know.” She pouted. It’s a common occurrence with foals; they never like to be told what to do, and that is even when they want to do it originally.  

To remedy this, Fluttershy gave the more eloquent filly a bright smile. “Come now, I’ll make you lunch.” 

As the two fillies slowly and painfully get up from their bed, they start to have a competition to see who would arrive in the kitchen first. None of them won, they tied. It was quite the spectacle for the kind mare. She noticed just how bad these fillies were at running and that wasn’t just because of their injuries. They way the galloped was off, uncoordinated. 

Oh dear, they might have some problem with their motor control. Fluttershy cringed at the thought of having to help them learn how to simply gallop. Taking on two fillies was already a daunting task in of itself, but to have two fillies with slight disabilities wasn’t much of a welcome addition. 

“Ahah, I’m faster than you, nerd! See y’a at the finish line.” Poh gloated, oblivious to the reality that they tied. 

“I’m going to cum in your mouth when you’re sleeping.” A most unusual and bizarrely sexual comeback from Bo. Fluttershy’s mind drew a blank as she tried to process what she had just heard. Eventually, she chose to believe that she must have misheard the filly and that her mind was just playing dirty tricks on her. 

“So, by winning, you will be giving me a reward? Thank you, dude, I was in fact thirsty.” 

And there was the fact that they kept referring to each other as dude or bud. Maybe these fillies were tomcolts? That would explain the masculine pronouns and their crudeness to an extent...? 

Nevertheless, Fluttershy continued with her promise. “For lunch, I’ll prepare you a nice creamy, healthy, and delicious little soup.” 

Poh sat at the table, eagerly awaiting her meal. “Cool! I suppose ... And what do we eat with the soup?”. 

“Hm? It’s just the soup.” 

“What do you mean it's just soup? Do we have something else after that? Like a T-bone steak, or a cheeseburger you know?” 

Fluttershy blinked. She’s never heard of a cheeseburger. It sounded close to hayburger, but with cheese instead, maybe? The disturbing part, however, was that the filly asked for a T-bone steak.  It sounded carnivorous and very un-ponylike.  “Well, um... there will be no need for that. The soup is very nutritious. It contains all sorts of vegetables that’ll fill your hungry stomach in no time!” 

“But where’s the grease, the fat, the salt, the sugar and stuff? I mean, this is just some stupid vegetables...” Poh complained, letting her face slowly fall on the table out of sheer disappointment. 

That was enough. She had to put her hoof down. This filly was smart in the way she weaved around her want. “Poh, we are not getting you a hayburger. It’s not a healthy meal. It’s filled with all sorts of fat that are harmful. I want nothing but the best for you two. I only ask that you trust me.” 

Eugene looked down at his soup. He wasn’t happy to be missing out on a hayburger, the closest thing around here to a cheeseburger. He felt like he would soon miss his dear human foods. He slowly ate his soup and making some grumpy noises along the way.  

“Actually, that was kinda good. How did you make it so flavorful Fluttershy? What’s the secret?” 

 Fluttershy giggled, happy to see Poh come around. “The secret ingredient is love, Poh!” 

As Eugene drank the last sip of the soup, he put his face in the bowl and accidentally got some of the soup in his nostrils. He snorted, pulling his head back as he saw snot in his soup. Suddenly, he wasn’t hungry anymore. So was his dear friend Jon who saw everything, gagging. 

“Oh, dear...” Fluttershy cringed, feeling her stomach turn at that horrid sight. 

Eugene was terribly ashamed of himself and was hiding in his hoofs to try to avoid the look of the other ponies. “I-I-I'm s-o sorry. I hope it doesn’t stain the secret ingredient, right?”  

“Oh, no no no. The secret ingredient is still there. I’ll just... get you something to wipe your face. Don’t rub it on you, okay?” Fluttershy flew away in search of a tissue, throwing away the empty box of tissues in the trash. 

Jon left the table, opting to leave his friend there. “And I’m going to vomit somewhere else.” 

After Jon had regurgitated his entire meal in the toilet, he crumbled in the bathroom, sick. He was not expecting his body’s reaction to be so visceral. Then again, he was no man anymore, he was a cute little filly that had a nasty potty mouth. Staring in the mirror, he finally understood why Fluttershy found him so cute. His new filly form was the purest and most adorable thing he had ever seen. 

It was a strange feeling to look at his reflection and see something he couldn’t register as himself. It was like an out of body experience. That wasn’t him, yet it was. Jon touched his puffy cheeks, gushing over his adorable face. He let out an amused laugh, which came out as a cute giggle in his filly voice. Not bad indeed. 

As he kept on looking at his new face, a dirty question came to mind. His adult mind was still intact even after being transferred into a filly. He could still be aroused... In that case, he’ll probably need to find a discreet place at night to get a little dirty. It’ll feel wrong at first, considering he’s now a cute filly, but hormones are hormones. He can’t go against their will. Of course, there was still the hooves problem and how that would hinder his playtime. 

But with time, he’ll get good at it. 

Returning downstairs, Jon found a thankfully cleaned Eugene and Fluttershy waiting for him. “Alright now fillies, it is time to return to school. We’ll present ourselves to Miss Cheerilee for today and then you'll be attending your first class. It is very important that you get familiar with your new school before you start.” 

“May you stay with us pw-ease? I really don’t know if we will be beaten again by those meanie little ponies... I just feel more reassured by your presence.” Eugene pleaded, giving Fluttershy the puppy eyes. 

 “Of course I’ll stay with you, my little pony. I won’t leave your side, I promise.” The mare affirmed, radiating such kindness. 

“Yipee! Oh, thank you, thank you so much!” Eugene shouted as he run toward her to give her a neck hug, hanging there for a good moment. 

Jon sighed, it was weird to see his friend act like a literal baby to get the mare’s attention. He was practically shaming himself just for her love, and that was something Jon was irked by. “Gee, you sure are a nice pony, Fluttershy!” Still, if he was going to play this game, then he should expect some fierce competition. Jon nuzzled Fluttershy, rubbing it in Eugene’s face. 

Eugene stare intensely at Jon with a a contempt looking in his face and poke his eyes intentionally. “Don’t you know who she is? Don’t even dare touching her with ya filthy and disgusting little hooves!” 

Before the little Bo could respond, Fluttershy raised her voice. “No fighting, please! I love you both equally, there’s no need to be fighting for my affection, okay?” 

Thus, the two friends signed a non-existent peace treaty, for now. 

Returning to the school, Jon and Eugene fearfully avoided Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon who were gathering the entire class to watch their butler do some tricks, which got a slight chuckle out of the two. They remembered that amusing episode of season four.  

Thankfully, Fluttershy provided a nice cover for them, avoiding the ire of the two bullies as they headed inside the school, their safe zone. “Alright, girls. We’re about to meet Miss Cheerilee. I want you to be super nice when talking to her, okay? She will be your teacher for the upcoming years. So, Eugene, can you promise me to watch your language please?” 

The little Poh smiled awkwardly. “... I’ll try my best, I promise, mom.” 

Entering the class, the three saw Cheerilee correcting some exams during recess. Now was the time to make a good impression before their new teacher. They were not going to screw this up. 

But still, before they approached her, Jon whispered in his friend’s ear. “Smash or pass?” 

Eugene gave him a knowing smile. “Why is it a question? Do you really think I’m going to refuse the hand of this elegant lady? Double smash for me, with whipped cream and a cherry on top.” 

“Of course, we’ll share the ‘elegant lady’ together, ay?”  

The two fillies winked at each other. 

Cheerilee spotted Fluttershy and the two accompanying fillies. “Oh, hello there, Fluttershy! I see you’re, uh, you have two fillies with you...” 

Fluttershy nodded. “Yes, well... they knocked on my door one day and apparently don’t have any parents or relatives to go to. So, I’m taking care of them for the time being.” 

“For life, that’s what she meant.” Eugene clarified, nuzzling Fluttershy like a kitten. 

The cerise mare giggled. “I see they’re rather affectionate!” She approached the two fillies, leaning to get a closer look at the cute ponies. “Hi there! My name is Cheerilee. What are your names?” 

“Hello! I’m the student of Shifu and my name is Poh...” The little filly proudly exclaimed.  

Their new teacher was amused by the filly’s apparent love for martial arts movies. “That’s a nice name! And what about you?” 

Looking at how his friend did it, the other filly wanted to bring her own flavor to the table. “Hi! I’m Bo Peep, I can’t wait to start learning with you!” Nailed it. 

Cheerilee gushed. These two fillies were simply adorable! “Aw, I always love to help a filly with learning!” 

“Hum, sorry Cheer-oli ... Choorilee ... Hum, Miss Cheetos, when will be the dinner break? I’m really hungry.” Poh stumbled, looking increasingly more nervous with each failed attempt. 

Cheerilee ignored this awkward fumble and answered the filly’s actual question with her usual joyful attitude. “Well, this is the dinner break. But if you’re still hungry, you can always bring a snack in class as long as it isn’t a noisy one like chips.” 

Poh turned to her foster mother, wagging her tail excitedly. “Oh, oh oh! Fluttershy, did you bring us by chance a snack?” 

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “Oh d-dear... Um, I didn’t think to bring a snack for you. I’m sorry.” 

“Oh ... That's ok, I knew I should’ve fully eaten my soup.” 

“And I knew I shouldn’t have barfed in your toilet.” Bo Peep stated bluntly. 

The two mares blinked, struggling to process the bluntness of the cute filly. Eventually, Cheerilee cleared her throat and resumed. “Well, in any case, classes should be in session soon. You can stay and try to learn with the other students. Um, do they have any pencils and notebooks?” 

Fluttershy smiled. “Thankfully, I did.” She opened her saddlebag, revealing its content to the fillies. “Here is your school equipment!” 

“Oh, and there is glue stick too! Awesome.” Poh said by grabbing it and start to slowly consume it like a delicacy. 

Bo Peep cringed, feeling her face growing hot simply by being associated with this dumbass. With each stupid skit her friend did, she wanted to hop on a rocket and fly to the moon to curl up in a foetal position and cry. 

With the glue smeared all over his face, he wanted to share with his friend. “Hey bro, this thing is bussin’ you want some?”  

“I’d rather not stuff my face with the cum sti-oh... Oh.” Bo blushed. The two mares stared at her with incredulous looks. In that very moment, she wanted to die. 

“Ah! Gottem.” Poh exclaimed, spitting out some glue in the process. 

Cheerilee rapidly intervened to stop the awkward situation “Please don’t eat your glue stick, it is highly toxic and could make you sick.” 

Bo Peep smacked the glue stick out of her friend’s hoof, unamused. “Stop it, go get some help.” 

Eugene desperately tried to grab the glue stick as it was falling on the ground but failed. “NO! My glue! You fu-... unpleasant person.” 

“What the hay is a person?” Bo asked before Cheerilee or Fluttershy could. 

The teacher cleared her throat, getting the attention of the two fillies. “Anyway, class should resume soon. The desks in the back are yours.” Cheerilee pointed at said desks, but Poh was too absorbed by the sad death of her glue stick to notice. 

Bo Peep sighed, feeling like her friend is once again trying to sabotage everything. Then again, what did she expect? At every single recess in middle school, Poh would always look for somebody to mess with. His friend is the living definition of schadenfreude. “Ah shit, here we go again...” 

When the fillies sat down far away from the two mares, Fluttershy blushed, embarrassed by the volatile nature of the two ponies she chose to foster. “Gosh, I-I'm sorry if they came across as rude. They’re a bit strange, b-but they’re quite lovely if you give them the chance.” 

Watching her new students get accustomed with their new school, Cheerilee took a deep breath. “I’m sure they are. I just hope they won’t disrupt the whole class. They seem rather simple minded at times.” 

“Hey Peep, look at that sharpie, it smells exactly like marshmallow!” Eugene exclaimed as he took a deep breath in. 

Jon, however, heard what Cheerilee said. Ouch. Simple minded, us? Nah, I think we’re just suffering from brainrot. At least, that’s what’s happening to Eugene. His simp energies are off the fucking chart. “You’re a dumbass.” 

“What, don’t tell me you dislike that smell? And see there is also blueberry, strawberry and even chocolate! Come on dude, just sniff one, that will surely change your unfounded opinion.”  

Jon blinked, not believing his ears. “Whadafuq, bro? I can’t smell for shit. I told you that a hundred times already.” 

Eugene’s vision turned red. “Shame on you, that will be a regretful moment when that yellow female genitalia will be in front of your face, and you won’t smell shit.” 

“Way to dog on my disability.” Jon stared at Fluttershy, watching her leave before he decided to try out a little something. “Dude, if Fluttershy jumped off a cliff, would you follow her?” 

“If she would go, that would be the loneliest day of my life... So, if she was going to die, I wanna die with her.” Eugene responded with conviction much to the dismay of his friend. 

“Eugene! Don’t jump off a cliff! That’s stupid!” 

Eugene closed his eyes, holding a hoof to his filly heart. “In a pony world where the element of kindness ceases to exist, is there really a reason to continue living? It will be a city of crime and chaos, between animals and ponies. I would be honored to take her hand and walk away in a better place where I know my loved one will be with me for eternity.” 

“What’s that about a cliff?”  

The two friends froze for a brief moment. Cheerilee had seemingly teleported before them, her curious eyes now upon them. 

Without skipping a beat, Jon pointed at his friend. “Poh wants to jump off a cliff.” Eat it, bitch. 

Cheerilee’s heart skipped a beat. “What? Poh, why do you want to jump off a cliff?” 

“Well, if you summarise it like that, sure. But that was a highly intellectual philosophy discussion about taking a risk of our own life to save somepony. And that somepony was so important that I thought living in Ponyville without her was worthless.” 

Oh. The cerise mare breathed a sigh of relief. She should have seen it coming. Just two foals having an amusing conversation that leads nowhere. “Well, it’s nice that you’re having such intellectual debates, but class is about to start in under a minute. It wil be nice if you would pay attention to today’s lesson.” 

“What will it be about?” Jon asked curiously. 

“Sexual education.” Cheerilee responded brightly. “It is very important that foals learn about the way their body works.” 

Jon and Eugene blinked. Did they heart that right? Their first class... and it’s going to be rather suggestive. 

Jon smirked. “Nice.” 

Eugene took on a more philosophical look, or at least what he believed constituted as one. “It seems that our destiny is really doing well its thing.” 

“Nah, bro. We’re doing destiny right now.” 
> 4. Hot giggidy damn! We're in heat!
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It’s quite unusual to receive sexual education at such a young age, in an elementary school. Then again, maybe they simply couldn’t remember if they also did this back on Earth. Maybe it did happen to some extent. Cheerilee pulled out many interesting pictures about the pony anatomy, for both stallions and mares. Jon and Eugene stopped messing around, engrossed by the teacher’s lesson. Mostly by the pictures. 

“The estrus cycle begins around the early Spring and carries on to the end of Summer.” Cheerilee explained, occasionally glancing at the two new fillies in the back. “During that period, a mare will go into heat every 21 days during this breeding session. They will also be receptive to mating during 5 to 7 days out of their cycles.” 

“I wonder if that will be the case with Fluttershy too... That could really speed things up.” Eugene whispered to his friend Jon while Cheerilee continued to give her explanation.  

Jon paid no mind to his friend’s comment, brushing him off as being horny again but then, an important question came to mind. He raised his hoof, waiting for the teacher to notice him. 

Cheerilee stopped her lesson, noticing the filly getting up on her chair. “Yes, Bo Peep?” 

“When do filly’s go into heat for the first time?” Bo asked. A pertinent question indeed. 

“Oh, well, usually it starts when a filly begins puberty at around ten years old.” Cheerilee helpfully answered. 

Bo Peep blinked, slowly processing the ramifications of this. “Wait, Eu-I mean Poh, does that mean we are about to go into heat?” 

Poh felt her body slowly heating up. “Yeah, you're right, I never thought about the reason of a tingling feeling sensation in the lower part of my body. It is so ... strange. I just feel an urge to satiate my horniness. I’m so fucking hot right now.”  

“... To find relief from heat, a mare must couple with a stallion.” Cheerilee continued. 

Bo’s eyes widened. Her horrified eyes scouted the class. She could only hope that this heat wasn’t going to become unbearable. After all, how could she couple with a stallion? She’s been turned into a child! No way is she going to couple with a colt. She has standards! “Dude, we need to think of something, quick.” 

The pony ahead of them turned around and hushed them. It was Sweetie Belle! “Can you girls please keep it down? I’m trying to listen!” 

“Oops, sorry.” Bo apologised, feeling a little hot at the moment. The lesson continued, with Cheerilee explaining more into detail the act of mating. It was weird as hell for the two former humans to hear all of this in an elementary school. Ponies and human mentalities were truly different, especially regarding sexuality. They had zero problems talking about the birds and the bees. Then again, ponies are always naked. Makes sense. 

Eugene watches frenetically at the clock as a desperate way of passing the time. Its back hoofs were stomping in the ground, he was barely capable of holding the horny. His cheeks slowly turned red, sweat began to drip down his face. This was it, the estrus cycle was kicking in. Much faster than the other foals especially. Was it because of his matured brain? Probably. That, and the hundreds of times he fapped to Fluttershy. Now, he couldn’t wait anymore for penetration. 

Jon wasn’t having much luck either. He probably was more of a hormone filled beast than his friend. Their matured brains didn’t mesh well with the rest of their body, creating a big problem. They were the only ones sweating amongst the class. The other ponies were probably too young to care about mating. They probably just felt a little hot in the spring and moved on when winter came, but not them. They absolutely NEEDED to heed Cheerilee’s lesson. They needed a stallion willing to save them from this burning hellscape of their filly bodies. 

“Sadly, it has been discovered that only 50 to 60% of breeding results in a foal. Hm, then again... it could be viewed as a good thing depending on the context.” 

Eugene waved his hoof at Cheerliee general direction to ask an important question “Hum miss Che-Cherole-cheetos?” 

Cheerilee put down her chalk, hiding her mild annoyance. “Yes, what is it Poh?” 

“If, let's say, a filly doesn’t want to have the pepe in the popo sex butt thing, what can she do to stop the ‘drive’?” Eugene awkwardly explained, hiding his blush. 

Cheerilee scratched her chin, providing a brief hope to the burning filly. “Well... I don’t know. I don’t believe there is another way to stop the heat except for the act of mating. If you want to go into more details, you can always visit the Golden Oak and find a book on this subject.” 

With pure panic in his eyes, Eugene frenetically ran outside the class and bumped in someponies desk. “I’m sowwy, I need to go. I-I-I have something to do...”  

“Sure, you can go to the bathroom. Just make it quick, please.” 

Jon watched with wide eyes. “Oh god, he’s going to be gooning in the bathroom.” 

With Eugene gone, Cheerilee resumed. Jon looked around anxiously, scared out of his mind to realise he’s the only one now having this trouble. Unless he asked the teacher to go in the bathroom, he’s going to be gooning in class. “Ah... Ah fuck....” He needed to ask her! But to do so now would feel disingenuous, and Cheerilee would pick up on that quick. No choice!  

“M-Miss Cheerilee?” Bo asked with a shaky voice. 

“Yes, my little pony?” 

“I need to goo- to go to the bathroom, it’s really important.” To her relief, Cheerilee let her leave. She didn’t need to hear the rest of the lesson, she knew the rest anyway, not that she ever got to practice it. And so, Bo Peep left the classroom, her face red like a tomato. She caught some unfortunate gazes from her classmates, but that didn’t matter to her in the moment. 

Rushing in the hallway, Bo made a conscious effort to choose the mare’s bathroom instead of the stallion’s. It felt wrong to do so, but with this new body came new perks. She’s not being a pervert here, she’s just using her newfound rights! Busting the door open, she heard a muffled voice coming from one of the many stalls. 

“Oh, fuck me with those penis looking hoofs!” 

Somewhat scared, Bo followed the source of the voice and knocked on the stall. “Eugene, don’t tell me you’re masturbating in an elementary school’s bathroom?” 

Poh moaned in desperation. “N-n-n-ooo... I’m just doing some snails stuff you know? D-Don't you dare enter!”  

This is going to be so wrong but... Bo winked, ducking to peek under the stall. “Prepare for trouble... and make it double!” 

And there he saw it. His own friend, sitting on the toilet, masturbating with the handle of a brush toilet, who’s feeling disgusted and excited at the same of its new sexual toy he found.  

“Is... Is that really how you’re going to masturbate?” Bo looked at her hooves, wondering if it’s even possible to do the dirty deed with them alone. “Well, fine. I’ll get my own stall and fight off my heat.” 

Taking the stall next to his friend, Bo got to work. “Prepare thy nuts!” Quickly and efficiently, she got to work on cooling off her heat. The silence of the bathroom was drowned out by the moans of two fillies going to town on their vaginas. It felt so good, so refreshing. Cheerilee had not mentioned that this alternative method worked! Maybe it was too soon for foals to know. At least, they can hold off the need to couple with a colt or filly. They can hold off until they’re old enough to snatch anypony they want. 

Then, the bathroom’s door opened. A filly entered! The clopping of her hooves echoed throughout the now silent bathroom. Both Bo and Poh froze, keeping their mouths shut. They saw four pink hooves calmly trotting past them. Oh, shit! Bo thought. Diamond Bitchara alert! 

Diamond Tiara glanced over the two closed stalls, scoffing. No doubt the two blank flanks were hiding in there, cowering from her. Smirking, she tapped on one of the stalls. “Well, blank flanks. It would seem that my favorite stall is taken. How terrible. How can I ever fulfill my needs if I don’t have my favorite stall?” The rich bitch laughed. “Not like you have any choice. Let me have my stall or should I remind what happened last time you mocked me?” 

Bo Peep tapped on the stall next to her, getting the attention of her friend. Her wings were flustered. She had unconsciously strained them for the entire duration of her playtime. As a result, they were hurting. “I’m halfway there, no way I can leave in front of Diamond like that. You need to go first, dude.” 

In memory of what happened last time he disobeyed and lacked respect in front of Diamond Bitchara, he indeed realised he didn’t have any choice. In a shameful way, he pulled out his improvised dildo out of his pussy, as it made a wet and slurpy sound. Closing his back legs to hide his gooninesss, he slowly opens the door and try to avoid that bitch judgmental look and with a desperate wish that she didn’t have to make the number 2, or worse, use the toilet brush.   

Diamond Tiara raised an eyebrow at the sight of this green filly. Her face was completely red, and she was limping away from her with this terrified look in her eyes. “Tss...” 

For Bo Peep, it meant that victory had been achieved. The problem now was the invisible time limit. They can’t spend too much time in the bathroom without catching the teacher’s ire. This meant she had to speedrun her magical cure against her heat. W-Well... Here goes. 

“You literal brush fucker! That was my idea!” Poh shouted before taking another stall to fulfill her horny desires. 

Diamond Tiara took a deep breath, ready to enjoy her break from this boring and dreadful class in peace. To bully these two idiots was the cherry on top. She leaned back and closed her eyes. It was at this moment that she began to hear a wet slurping noise on her right. Confused, she chose to ignore it. But then, that very same noise came from the left too. She wondered what could even make that noise as it broke the peaceful silence of the bathroom. 

Then, strange breathing noises could be heard accompanying the slurping. It was a slow crescendo of weirdness. And now, thanks to these two blank flanks, Diamond Tiara couldn’t get some peace and quiet. 

For some reason, one of them even muttered her name! 

“Um excuse you, but can you keep it down already!? You’re disturbing me!” Tiara exclaimed, banging on the stalls around her.  

The only sounds she heard were muffled moans surrounding her. Panickily trying to figure it out what is going on, she started to notice liquid slowly disperse on the left and on the right stall of her. A few seconds later, the stalls opened. Confused and curious, Diamond flushed her toilet and left to see just what was going on. 

Instead of being met with fear, she was met with praise. Bo Peep tapped her shoulder. “Thanks Diamond, you really helped me when it was getting hard to find some motivation.” 

Imitating Bo Peep’s behavior, “Yeah, sowwy for calling you a bitch recently. I mean, you still are, but I think that I kinda like you, you know? You helped us in our time of need, so, it is natural for us to do the same thing for you.” 

Diamond Tiara blinked. “Well... I will ask a favor of you soon enough.” she mumbled absently as she watched the two fillies washing their hooves and cleaning their lady part before leaving the bathroom, satisfied. 

“Catch ya later, babe.” Bo said, ironically blowing a kiss as Diamond watched on, horribly confused and disgusted. 

After returning to their class, fully satisfied, Bo and Poh listened intently to the rest of the lesson, though most of it wasn’t all that important. They were not men anymore, so what was the point of learning about an erection? 

After class ended, the two fillies followed the rest of the class outside, waiting for their new mother to come pick them up. During that wait, they noticed three iconic fillies come to them with great interest in their eyes. It was the Cutie Mark Crusaders, most likely noticing their lack of cutie marks. 

“Hey, haven’t seen you two before. Are you new to Ponyville?” Scootaloo asked. 

“And what is yer name?” Apple Bloom followed. 

Sweetie Belle glanced over their flanks. “And do you want to have a cutie mark?” 

“First off; Yes. Secondly; Bo and Poh and lastly, don’t we all want a cutie mark? I’m mean, unless you want to remain as a basic bitch your whole life, you don’t really have a choice.” Bo Peep deadpanned. 

After a long and cringy silence between the fillies, Eugene felt he had to say something. “Yeah, I think what she just said. Sorry if we look unfriendly, that’s the way we are. If you don’t mind, our mom is almost here to pick us up.”   

“Well, we don’t mind right naow. We just ‘eard that ya really got on Diamond’s nerve earlier.” Apple Bloom informed, looking at the many plasters on the two fillies. 

Poh smirked. “You mean the one and only Bitchara? Yeah, we aren’t letting her control us like if she was a dictator from a cliché movie you know? Even, if we have a royalty fee on her.”  

“A royalty fee? What did she do to deserve that?” Sweetie Belle asked. 

Bo Peep’s eye twitched and she put on an awkward smile. “Nothing you should be concerned about, really.” 

“Let’s say, she helped us learn about today’s class.”  Poh said, winking at her friend who didn’t share her devious pleasure in being mysterious. 

“Pff, as if she’ll ever help anypony with anything ever!” Scootaloo brushed it off. “She only really cares about herself and Silver Spoon to some extent.” 

Speak of the devil, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon passed by them, smirking at the two bruised fillies, her work of art. “Don’t forget; you owe me one. Both of you.” 

Apple Bloom glared, eyeballing the two bullies until they were gone. “Sounds like ya two are in for one nasty ride. Diamond’s gonna take advantage of y’all, Ah hope ya know that.” 

Poh snickered. “We don’t even know what she wants to do with us, that’s the funny part... Cleaning her bedroom? Being a pet for her for a day? Mushing the foods for her in our mouths? Once shudders to imagine what inhuman thoughts lie behind those eyes. What dreams of chronic and sustained cruelty...”  

The three crusaders blinked, mildly perturbed by some of the downright fetishized guesses. Nevertheless, they saw in these two fillies the possibility of finding new recruits for the Cutie Mark Crusaders. “Well anyway, have you ever heard of the Cutie Mark Crusaders?” Scootaloo asked. 

Bo shot a glance at her friend, looking to form a consensus. “Well, we did hear about that, sorta... We just heard about a similar club in, uh, Manehattan I believe.” 

Apple Bloom’s eyes shot wide open. “Oh really? Ah didn’t know they stole our mojo there. Still, do ya know what we crusaders do?” 

Fuck, piss and shit! That’s season 3! We’re in season 2! God damn, I better get my facts right next time. “Uh, crucify ponies?” Bo mockingly answered, letting a bit of bitterness come out of her voice. 

“What’s crucifying?” Sweetie Belle asked. 

Poh clopped her hooves together. “Have you ever heard of that dude Jesus Christ?” 

“Poh, shut the fuck up, right now.” Bo deadpanned. 

Scootaloo cleared her throat. “Anyway... we crusaders are trying to get our cutie marks, so we’re always trying out new things to get them! Uh, we had no luck so far...” 

And you won’t have any for the next three seasons. Bo thought. “Well that sounds interesting. I suppose you’re here to enlist us?” 

Sweetie Belle smiled. “Pretty much! We don’t have many members right now. Nopony really wants to join in Ponyville so, um, would you be the first to join the Cutie Mark Crusaders?” She gave them her best puppy eyes, the kind of eyes you couldn’t say no to. Unless you have no heart. 

“Yeah, sure, we don’t have better things to do anyway!” Oh yeah, I forgot about obtaining Fluttershy love. Eugene then thought, feeling bad about his answer.  

At least, it made someponies happy. The three crusaders bounced around in joy. They finally were able to convince other foals to join their club! What a wonderful feeling. 

“Come on, follow us. We’ll take ya to our secret lair.” Apple Bloom announced, waving a hoof at them. 

“Well, we can’t for today, sorry. We’re currently waiting for Fluttershy to come pick us up from school.” Bo Peep declined. 

Sweetie Belle lowered her head. “Oh right. We-Did you just say Fluttershy? I thought you said your mom was coming to pick...” The gears in her head turned, coming to the one logical conclusion. “Fluttershy’s your mom?!” 

Poh grinned. “You heard it right; the element of kindness is our mom! Are you all jealous of how cool our parent is compared to yours?”  

Bo Peep blinked. “Do you even think before you speak?” 

“Yeah right. Mah older sister’s ta Element of Honesty!” Apple Bloom exclaimed. 

“And my older sister is the Element of Generosity!” Sweetie Belle added. 

Scootaloo raised her head proudly. “And my old... nevermind. Well, R-Rainbow Dash thinks I’m cool anyway.” 

And speaking of the mane 6, one yellow pony flew gracefully and meticulously at the front of the school to pick up both of her fillies as promised. The CMC’s had definitive proof that these two weren’t lying. Fluttershy really adopted them out of the blue. 

“Oh, hello girls.” Fluttershy landed near the two green fillies, now feeling like she has to address the elephant in the room. “Um, as you can see; I now have to take care of these two. We can’t find their parents or anypony willing to take care of them for that matter so, um, I chose to do it. I mean, look at how cute they are!” 

Eugene struck a pose. “That right, now step aside and be amazed by the power of an angel!”  

The little filly dropped to the ground, waving her hooves up and down in a strange gesture only Bo understood. 

“O...kay?” Apple Bloom scratched her head, weirded out by the new filly’s strange behavior. Was that something they do in Manehattan? 

Fluttershy patted the little filly on the head. “Oh, I don’t deserve such praises! Anyway, it’s time to return home, I’ve prepared a nice meal home.” 

“Yay! Tell us, what is it, what is it?” Both fillies said while running excitedly around her and jumping everywhere. A cute display for the mare.  

“Ah ha, it’s a surprise!” Fluttershy teased. “You’ll have to wait and see!” 

 

As it turned out, the surprise meal in question was corn with butter and salt. Jon stared in joy at his plate. It’s been so long since he’s eaten corn, it was going to be a delicious meal! 

One problem; one the hell does one eat corn without fingers? 

Fluttershy wondered why the two fillies were not eating yet. “Um, i-is something wrong with the corn?” 

“Hum, we aren’t used to eating corn using our hooves... Do you have a fork? Oh, wait that doesn’t solve the problem at all. Eugene responded.  

Jon shrugged. “Meh, whatever.” He picked the corn using his hooves. It took some getting used to, but he was able to take a bite out of the delicious corn, relishing in its buttery and salty taste. He got to work on stripping this corn naked while Fluttershy went to fetch his friend a fork. 

“Alright, if that helps you eat your corn...” 

“Hum thank you ...” Eugene already regretted his previous answer as he had to pretend, he knew what he was doing. He then clumsy grab the fork and pierce the corn right in the middle. As an improvised hammer, he kicks the vegetable right into the table, putting a little bit piece of corn on his plate. By the hard judgemental look on his friend’s face, he had to pretend that everything is ok. So, he continued his meal while having an embarrassed look on his face.  

“My friend’s very clumsy. It’s why she doesn’t work at McDonald’s anymore.” Bo Peep deadpanned. 

“Well, I can tell she’s very, um, clumsy. But that’s no reason to be ridiculing her, she’s trying her best.” Fluttershy defended, offering a cute smile to the struggling filly. 

After both finish their meal, it was time to ask the final question to this magnificent meal they were having. Eugene licked his lips, and with a great smile with a piece of corn still between his front teeth he asked “What is the dessert Fluttershy? Is it Nutella on brioche, or a croissant? Double glazed donut with chocolate chips on top?”  

Her foster mother blinked. “Oh, um, I-I only have ice cream in my fridge so... I guess we’ll be having ice cream.” 

Bo Peep burped loudly. “Chocolate ice cream?” 

The kind mare nodded. “Yes, vanilla too if your friend would prefer that.” 

“Yay, that’s my favorite flavor of all time!” Eugene happily responded. 

Fluttershy returned with three bowls of ice cream for each of them. “So, how was your day? Did you learn anything exciting at school?”  

“We had a sexual education about reproduction, and it was ‘interesting’ to say the least.” Bo Peep responded.  

“And we are now enslaved because of it by Diamond Tiara.” Poh added. 

Fluttershy bugged on the word “enslaved”. It took some time for her to regain her composure after hearing such a cute being utter a terribly dark word. “W-What do you mean?” 

Bo Peep rolled her eyes. “She means we’ve been bullied. I don’t think this is anything to worry about.” 

“Well, we have no idea yet on what she will demand us.” Poh added. 

“Oh my, a-and what did you learn with Miss Cheerilee?” Fluttershy asked, hoping to derail the subject from something less terrible. 

“Hum... We learned about ourselves? Oh, and that a toilet brush makes a good ...” Poh cringed. 

Bo smirked. “We learned about our bodies to be precise. We learned what it meant to be in heat.” 

Fluttershy smiled. “Ah, so it was a very important lesson.” 

The two fillies blinked. Not the type of reaction they were expecting. 

“We’re in the middle of Spring right now. It’s a good thing you learned about it today, that way you won’t be feeling scared when you’ll feel your first heat!” 

Jon and Eugene looked at each other. They both had the same question in mind yet didn’t know if it was a good idea to ask. Eventually, it was decided that Eugene would be the one to go. 

“So hum, who was your first heat?”  

“Are you in heat too, mommy?” Bo cut in with all the bluntness of a baseball bat. 

Fluttershy blinked. “Oh, w-well. It is starting for me, the same goes for my friends, um. J-Just don’t worry about it. It’s nothing to be concerned about. Being in heat isn’t as bad as they make it out to be.” 

“I’d wager against that.” 

 





 

Later that night, Jon and Eugene were offered their own bed so that they wouldn’t be forced to sleep with Fluttershy all the time. A kind gesture by the mare, but unfortunately, they were not normal fillies. Unlike your average foals, they had desires, more mature desires to be precise. 

Currently resting in their new bed in the living room, the two fillies pondered over their conversation during dinner. 

“Well, this is nice, I guess.” Jon muttered in bed, feeling somewhat awkward to be sleeping in the same bed as his friend. 

“Why the fuck did you ask if she was in heat? That isn't something you tell someponies about it, especially not our mother!” Eugene exclaimed angrily.  

“Oh come on, you were thinking about it too. I mean, we should know that, right? And plus, nobody gives a shit. They’re all okay being open about their sexuality.” Jon hissed. 

“Yeah, of course, but if we want a chance to have a sexual relation with her, we need to be sneaky about it and play it in a more intelligent way dude! One wrong answer and perhaps we could get out the door.” Eugene panickily responded. 

Jon looked up the stairs. “Yeah, I mean, maybe we could do it, but that would imply that Fluttershy’s a pedophile, dude. That’s very concerning if we do succeed.” 

“We are already the weird one to be part of this world and to sexually profit on some ponies we’ve seen in a kid’s animation show.” Eugene pointed out. 

“You know what, if we can’t fuck her, we’ll just sleep in her bed again and stare at her pussy.” Straight the point and blunt as hell, that was Jon for you. He had already jumped out of bed, waving his friend to follow him. “Go go go.” 

Eugene begrudgingly followed his friend. “Argh, ok dude, deal. But if you aren’t happy by how fast this is going, you can still find someone else to fuck on. Remember, you have 5 other pussies to choose.”  

“Hm, Applejack pussy.” 

Opening their mother door Eugene worked his newly acquired filly charm to convince her mother. “Fluttershy, sorry to disturb you, but can we sleep with you p-pwease? We are so scared of the dark.” 

Fluttershy yelped, pulling the sheets further up. Her face was red and sweating. The poor mare looked very uncomfortable, but her fillies were at her door, asking to sleep with her. She can’t turn down these adorable foals. “A-Alright, my little ponies. J-Just, um, give me one minute, okay?” 

Jon’s eyes widened. “Aw, nuts, dude.” He pulled his friend away and lowered his voice. “I think Fluttershy’s gooning, man. She’s blushing hard. Just look at her.” 

“One way to find out. Investigation time.” As Eugene pull out a magnifying glass out of his ass. Not literally, thankfully. 

They saw Fluttershy lock herself away in the bathroom. “Need more proof, Eugene?” Jon mused. 

“Maybe she just went pissing? Or she has her period? We can’t guess like that dude.”  

Jon jumped on the bed, pulling the sheets down. “Stop being in denial already. Just look, man. There are stains on her bed. She didn’t piss herself before we came, she was fucking gooning.” 

“Perhaps she had a nightmare and her sweat just penetrated her bed?” 

“I think she was fucking penetrating herself! Stop trying to act like you don’t know what’s going on-” 

The bathroom door opened out of the blue. “Okay, sorry to keep you waiting. I just had to, um, g-go.” Fluttershy was still a little red. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and gently flew to her bed. “Alright now, my little ponies; it’s time to sleep. You’ll have another very important day at school tomorrow, so it’s really important that you have a good night’s sleep.” 

The two fillies hesitantly lied down under the blanket, cringing at the knowledge of what transpired under. Nevertheless, they chose to stick to Fluttershy like glue, comforted by her soft fur. “Goodnight, sleepy heads. I will cook you some pancakes tomorrow!” 

It felt good to cuddle against Fluttershy but still, the possibility of one day ending their friendly competition seemed next to zero. She was too pure to get it on with foals. Perhaps they should settle for another target, hm?  

If only Eugene would open his eyes to the sad truth. He cannot let his precious pony waifu go. But to win this competition, he must set his sight on somepony else before Jon takes the easy win. 

Well, that’s enough thinking for tonight. Eugene elected to gaze more at Fluttershy’s crotch before sleep finally caught up to him. As for Jon, curiosity took over him. It begged him to peek under the bed, just to be sure. 

Sure enough, he saw a very distinct shape under the bed. One he sort of misses. And worst of all; it was too big for a pony his size. A sad reminder of his lost manhood. “I’ll borrow that someday, Fluttershy.” 
> 5. Zoo Wee Mama! We're Crusaders Now!
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Today was going to be a different day, the two former humans could feel it in the air. They woke up this morning only to find Fluttershy missing from her bed, now overtaken by the small ponies. They heard shuffling downstairs, prompting them to head to the living room.  

Down there, they saw Fluttershy flying around her home, packing things into a small luggage. 

“Uh, what’s going on in here?” Bo asked curiously. The image of seeing her preparing to leave reminded the filly of the place she truly belonged. An urban world with much less magic. She had a lot of time left before Discord returned, so the thought of leaving seemed so far out of reach for now. It was a sad reminder indeed, one that Poh didn’t seem to think much about right now. 

“No! Please ... Don’t leave us. I beg you, don’t seek out for milk like my parents!” Poh desperately shouted while she hanged and trembled on the mare’s front hooves.  

Fluttershy stopped, looking a little guilty. She caressed Poh until she stopped holding onto her leg. “Oh, I-I'm sorry, It’s just that, um...” The kind mare picked up a nearby paper and showed it to the two fillies. “I almost forgot I was invited to a zoo in Manehattan featuring all sorts of exotic animals. They’re really looking forward to see me. Um, again, I’m really sorry for forgetting to tell you this. I promise I’ll let you know in advance next time if I’m ever leaving. For now, you’ll be spending the day at Sweet Apple Acre with Granny Smith.” 

The pegasus flew over to the kitchen, inviting the two little ponies in. “I’ve also made you pancakes as promised. After you’re done eating, I’ll take you to Sweet Apple Acre.” 

“Do we have Nutella for this? Pancakes are much better with chocolate.” Bo Peep grunted, flapping her wings unsuccessfully. She lamented her current inability to fly. At least, she can float with them but that’s not much. The last thing she wanted was to be a disabled pegasus, sort of like Scootaloo. The simple thought of the young pegasus made her remember that since they were fillies; they’d most likely be approached by the CMC’s soon enough. 

“Um, let me see.” Fluttershy checked the drawers in search of that fabled “Nutella”. Sadly, she came up short. Plus, she had no idea what that even was though it sounded familiar. “I-I’m sorry, but I don’t have Nutella. What I do have is Ponytella.” 

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.” Bo facehoofed. “Yeah, I’ll have some Ponytella on my pancakes.” the filly affirmed, cringing internally at the mere pronunciation of this word. "How about you, Eu-Poh.” 

Poh smirked, taking a deep breath before relaying her order. “Of course, of course. I’ll take 5, with cherries, maple syrup on top, whipped cream, pe-pe-pea...nut butter and jelly pwease.” 

Fluttershy blinked, staring blankly at the filly. “O-Okay... so, you want to have maple syrup on your pancakes?” 

“Ye.” 

After their quick breakfast, Bo and Poh had to pack up what little stuff they had before moving to Sweet Apple Acre. On their way, Fluttershy stopped by the orchard to see close friend, one that the two fillies already knew much to her ignorance. 

“Hum, Sh-shlutt-erfly, what are we doing here? I mean, there is only dirt and shit, like literally.” 

“The only dirt I see here is inside your head.” Bo hissed. At this point, his friend had to be saying all this crap voluntarily. There’s no way he’s that stupid when he’s spent this entire time simping for her, right? So why was he acting like an asshole? 

Eugene tried to hide his hurt feeling on his face as he was quietly and slowly crying in pure agony. He then silently sang How could this happen to me? I’ve made my mistake. Got nowhere to run- 

“Now, now. I am only going to talk to a friend. You’ll be staying over there in that house.” Fluttershy pointed to the house near the barn. She fluttered to an earth pony currently busing bucking the apple trees. 

There she was, the great workhorse of Sweet Apple Acre, Applejack herself in the flesh. Bo Peep had an adorable smile on her face, one that was comparable to a child meeting their hero for the first time. “Oh my god, it’s Christmas!” 

“Howdy, Fluttershy.” Applejack greeted once she noticed the approaching mare.  

“Hi, Applejack. I, um don’t know if you’re aware of it, but um, I’m currently fostering two young fillies and, uh, I unfortunately have to go away on a trip.” Fluttershy explained awkwardly. 

The earth pony blinked. “Hold on, yer fosterin’ two fillies?” 

Fluttershy smiled awkwardly, blushing. “Um, yes but I don’t really have much time to explain. The train’s coming in a few minutes. I just need you to foalsit them for the day, Oh and they’ve already eaten their breakfast.” 

Applejack nodded. “If it’s for one day, that’s fine by me. Granny Smith can take care of ‘em while Ah work on ta farm.” 

Bo seized her chance and approached the workhorse, reaching out with her hoof. “Hi, Applejack. I-I, uh, I’m happy... to see, you, uh.” At that very moment, she realised she had no idea what she even wanted to say. A predicament made even worse by the fact that this was her favorite pony too. Her cheeks turned a little red as she awkwardly backed away. 

To her relief, the awkward introduction didn’t make Applejack cringe. Instead, the earth pony shook the filly’s hoof, not caring about her fumbled greeting. “Well, it’s nice meetin’ ya too, girl. Ya know, Ah have a little sister who’s around yer age. Maybe ya could spend ta day with ‘er? Ah’m sure she’d like to have some extra company.”  

Bo regained her composure quickly. “Uh, yeah sure. We could use some company too. Some lethal company.” 

“I think you first date with Applejack is going well.” Eugene told to his friend while putting a hoof on his friend shoulder. 

“Well... Let’s state the obvious, our chances to hook up with them are close to zero. It’s worth a shot, though...” Jon responded, taking his friend’s hoof away. 

“Indeed, we have to be the cutest, most submissive and breedable fillies on this fu-c... city.” Eugene continued. 

Jon responded with a sly smile. “Yeah, let’s go practice medicine... and sex. With grown ponies, right? We are thinking of fucking adults.” And just in case things don’t go as planned, they always have each other as a substitute, but they hope they won’t be that desperate.  

After the presentations were over, Fluttershy left for Manehattan. Now, Bo and Poh were left in Sweet Apple Acre for the day with Applejack. The nice earth pony paused her apple bucking to guide them to the house, where they would meet her little sister; Apple Bloom. 

The yellow filly immediately recognised the two strange foals from yesterday, puzzled as to why they were here in her family’s house. “Uh, sis? What are they doin’ ‘ere?” 

“These two are gonna be ‘ere for ta day! Fluttershy’s leavin’ for Manehattan, so Ah hope ya can get along with ‘em.” Applejack explained. She quickly left afterward, returning to her duties on the farm much to Jon’s dismay. Eugene got to spend so much time with Fluttershy and he barely gets any with Aj. How unfair. 

Apple Bloom locked eyes with the two newcomers. 

“Howdy girls, Ah think we’ve met before yesterday at the school, right?”  She greeted, smiling brightly. 

“Yeah, yeah the Diamond Bitchara slave, we know the big deal, save your saliva for better use.” Poh answered, only later realising that his sentence was cursed, slowly blushing.  

Apple Bloom’s eye twitched. “Yup, suuuureee...” 

“See? Worthless, again!” 

Bo sighed. “Don’t mind her, she’s genuinely retarded.” 

“Um actually, I did an autistic test and I failed it, but let’s see YOUR retarded face when I’ll succeed it. You’ll save those meany words and that saliva far up your ass.” Eugene responded, slightly offended although those insult clearly didn’t get to his ponyfied friend. 

“I don’t believe I’m the one with the head so far up the ass.” Jon responded with a smirk. 

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. She didn’t really want to spend the whole day with them, but that was out of her control. Plus, they were blank flanks so it wouldn’t hurt to try to expand the Cutie Mark Crusaders. “Anyway, wanna check out our cool secret clubhouse?” 

Bo Peep smiled, leaning over to her friend. “Bring a giant cross, dude. We’re gonna crucify someone.” Turning back to Apple Bloom. “Okay, we’ll join your cult.” 

The yellow filly blinked. “It’s a secret society.” 

“Same thing, obviously.” 

Poh cocked her head back, staring intensely at the earth pony. “Hm-hm yeah, don’t take us for fools, you fool." 

Apple Bloom groaned, already regretting her decision. These two were going to become the bane of her existence, that’s for sure. 

Bo’s wings flopped to the sides helplessly. The pegasus filly tried to move them, one wing at a time. It was strange and unintuitive to control them, but she eventually got the hang of it, just enough to raise one and flip it over. Each individual strand could be bent like a finger and that gave her an idea. Using her newly acquired ability, she gave Apple Bloom the bird, smirking. 

The young earth pony stared curiously at the wing. “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“It means love and prosperity.” Bo clarified, transforming her smirk into an innocent smile. “I can’t wait to see your cool clubhouse!” 

“Yeah, I can’t wait to see what all the delicious sharpie flavor you got in there! I just feel the urge to smell all of them.” Poh said with a trembling, excited and low voice. 

Apple Bloom’s mouth opened, but all that came out of it was a confused grunt.  

Bo Peep chuckled. “She eats glue. Keep her away from your schoolbag.” 

“Tell me you have the strawberry one!” Poh screamed as he grabbed Apple Bloom’s shoulder. 

The strong earth pony shook the filly off. “They’re not for smellin’ or eatin’, ya got that?” 

“... But do you have at least the marshmallow one?” 

Apple Bloom sighed, taking the lead towards the CMC’s clubhouse. “Noooo...” 

“So, what is the point of that cult ... um sorry “secret society” of yours if there is nothing to eat?” Poh complained, much to the filly’s annoyance. With each passing second, she genuinely considered abandoning this idea and them by proxy. Bo, maybe but Poh? No... 

“Ta goal is to get our cutie mark. Considerin’ yer love for sharpies, Ah’m guessin’ ya’ll get yer cutie mark soon...” Apple Bloom snarked. “Oh, an’ good luck hidin’ it from Diamond.” 

Bo Peep giggled. “Oh yeah, I can see that happening. You’ll be spending the rest of your life sucking on sharpies instead of sucking on the good stuff. Your loss.” She continued to giggle, sounding more and more like an old granny. 

“Maybe the sharpie is an indicator that I'm good at sucking thing? I’m only doing what I like after all.” 

“You will not suck on mah sharpies.” Apple Bloom stated, slow and steady to get the message across. “If ya do, Ah’ll kick ya out of mah, Ah mean our clubhouse.” 

Poh’s face darkened. “Oh, believe me, at midnight when you will be sleeping, you will hear some weird noise coming from your closet. And instead of Sweetie Belle watching you sleeping and admiring your precious little princess face, that will be me, and I will be sucking all these fucki... Im sorry these god damn sharpies one by one, taking my time, until there will be none. Do you hear me? This is a sucking warning dawg!” 

But before her threat could hold any weight, Bo tripped Poh and she faceplanted. “Yeah, no. She’s all bark and no bite. I don’t think this is anything to worry about. No reason to be up at night about it.” 

“I’m goin’ ta strangle you with me bare hands!” 

Apple Bloom cringed. “Ah’m startin’ to think ya might be ta only pony welcome in our clubhouse. No offense to yer friend but she’s startin’ to freak me out.” 

Bo looked at her friend and thought back to her threat wondering how that squeaky filly voice could even be taken seriously. “I don’t mind a solo career.” As the yellow earth pony resumed course, the pegasus’ eyes accidentally rested on her flank, slowly hypnotised by it. D'oh, quelle cul! 

Moving along, the trio finally arrived at the secret clubhouse near Sweet Apple Acre. A nice and calm place where they would be sure to not be bothered by anypony. A good open field with few trees around, providing a nice zone to spot any incoming danger. Truly a great spot for a secret hideout. 

Apple Bloom took the two fillies inside, thinking about perhaps getting them to join the Crusaders and help them earn their cutie marks. 

Since Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo weren’t here yet, it was up to her and only her to initiate these newcomers to the ways of their secret society. Well, the one that will listen to her that is. 

The clubhouse was littered with crayons and papers, one detailing a makeshift map of Ponyville. In the back lied three podiums, one for each of the founding members of this club. There were also various items, some unused and others broken beyond repair showcasing the history of the CMC’s many activities. All of them were unsuccessful. 

Bo and Poh sat on the two desks meant for them. Leftovers from a previous operation most likely. 

“Well, now that we’re ‘ere, Ah’ll tell ya real quick ‘bout ta Cutie Mark Crusaders.” What proceeded was a somewhat long info dump that the two friends already knew from watching the first season of the show. As such, Poh got unfortunately distracted.  

She was indeed sleeping with her face on the table. Her saliva was slowly drooling from her mouth as she didn’t listen one thing. She was so unconscious that she didn’t realise that a pen got deeply into her left nose. 

Bo got a little daring and since she had nothing better to do, she had a bit of fun with her lady parts unbeknownst to the yellow filly.    

“Hey, are you two even listenin’?!” Apple Bloom shouted disappointedly.  

“Hum yes of course we were!” Poh exclaimed, dazed and confused as the pen fell out of her nose and onto the table. “Napoléon Bonaparte was a French conqueror, and his reign started the 18 of May 1804 and finished at his death the 22 June of 1815.” 

“Who ta hay is Napoléon?! Ya didn’t even listen! Urgh!” Apple Bloom slammed her face on the desk in defeat. “How can ya two be Crusaders if ya don’t even know our history?” 

Bo Peep slammed her pencil down, looking at what she had written on the paper. The full history of the CMC’s from memory. It looked... rather bad considering she’s not used to writing with a hoof instead of a hand. God forbid she tried to use her mouth. “Yeah, while my friend was snoozing, I took some notes. I have no idea if they’re even readable so...” 

Apple Bloom mustered a tired smile, raising her head as her body was pumped back with energy. “Great! At least one of ya cared ‘nough.” 

“Awesome dude! Can you copy your notes for me? I don’t understand shit.” Poh awkwardly requested. 

Jon immediately covered his notes. “Ta gueule Louïk. Tout ce que tu fais est nul. Ugh, shouldn’t you already know? Remember in season 1 that one episode... with Diamond Tiara in it.” 

“Spoiler! Um no, we are already past that... Great job at destroying the 4th wall tho.” Eugene said as he tried to peek at his friend’s note. 

Thankfully, Apple Bloom came and moved the initiation along to the next stage. “Well since ya supposedly know our history, now all that’s left is to get yer cape! We made some in case we got somepony interested in joinin’ us.” The filly presented two capes stitched by them as judged by their rough but charming looks. 

Bo blinked, gazing blankly at the capes. In truth, she was rather excited to get one herself. It was like holding a mythical artefact, made even better by the fact that its otherworldly. Once Discord returned in season 3, she’d ask to keep the cape once they get back on Earth. “Oh, ok. That’s it? No other step we need to take?” 

“Dude, I fucking look like Napoléon with that shit on. Bow down you peasant and obey me!” Poh requested with an authoritarian and powerful voice as he proudly standing on his chair, mid-posing and mimicking a sword with his left hoof. 

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “There ain’t no hierarchy in the CMC’s.” 

Bo Peep smirked. “Sorry, dude. No power fantasies for you.” 

“Ma patrie, mon pays, mes conquêtes, tous anéanties ! My reign is over!” Poh exclaimed as she slowly gets down on her chair, a little bit salty to be honest as his roleplay got cut right at the beginning. 

Apple Bloom, however, had a bright idea. “That’s a great idea, actually! We could get our cutie marks in, uh...” 

“Roleplaying? LARPing?” Bo proposed. 

“Yup! In exactly that!” 

Poh began to feel mad with power. The blood of Napoleon coursed through his veins, begging him to conquer and expand. “All of my powers are back! The world is now at my feet! Let’s invade Poland first. Are you ready comrade?”  

“Slow down there, we’re not ready for the showers yet.” Bo warned sarcastically. 

Apple Bloom trotted outside, turning around to instruct the two fillies to wait while she fetched her friends for the next CMC operation. Meanwhile, Poh had another operation in mind. Operation TITS. Tactical invasion of Twilight Sparkle. 

“So, um... If I am Napoléon Bonaparte, are you going to be Jeanne d’Arc? Alias, “the pucelle”, y’a know, just for the lore.” Poh asked, as she poke her friend on the elbow. 

Bo Peep sighed. “Whatever, I’m going to head out. I don’t really feel like LARPing as French conquerors with young schoolgirls.” 

“Shut up pucelle, I'm going to burn you in the fire as a witch like the other!” Poh continued on with her roleplaying much to the dismay of her friend. 

Unimpressed, Bo Peep left the clubhouse but not before giving the bird to her longtime friend using her wings. Oh, that felt so good after holding it all in. 

Mimicking another voice, Poh asked “Sir, what can we do?” 

“Well, there is nothing we can do ...” She answered, depressed. 

 





 

On this sunny day, morale was getting rather low for the two fillies, especially for the more excited one of the two. They were heading seemingly nowhere in this world of pastel ponies and magic, simply searching for a place that wasn’t the CMC’s clubhouse. It felt like they were going against Fluttershy’s wishes to be out of Sweet Apple Acre, not that they mind of course, they were adults; they can handle themselves just fine. 

“Mission TITS in operation. Bo Peep, do you have the target in visual?” Eugene formally requested as he would stick to the walls in his proximity and look at every direction. 

The ponified Jon blinked. “The fuck’s mission TITS? You didn’t tell me what we’re supposed to do.” 

“You fool, it is a contraction for Tactical Invasion of Twilight Sparkle! What do you think we are doing Sherlock? Baking some croissants? We will infiltrate the home of that bookseller and reduce her to slavery!” Eugene excitedly answered as he already felt how that pony is going to improve everyone life, but mostly his. 

Jon’s eyes lit up. “Oh, wow! Sounds like a great plan! Tell me, how are we going to reduce a pony that is stronger than us and amazing at magic to slavery?” he said, letting some sarcasm slip through his voice. 

“With surprise and a touch of baseball bat in top of that, obviously. I mean, duh.”  

The transformed human rolled his eyes. “Well alright then, find us a baseball bat and try to get the drop on her. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention we’re like half Twilight’s size? Are you trying to get us killed?” 

“Ok new idea, I make a diversion and you jump on her neck to pierce her eyes out. Then, we will both go on her neck to choke her out.” Eugene proposed, drawing his plan on the dirt. 

Unimpressed, Jon wiped the plan away with one swipe. “ASSUMING, we’re not launched to the fucking stratosphere. You do realise she has telekinesis?”  

“Have you already forgot about the element of surprise?”  

“Hello two fillies, what are you talking about? Are you planning a surprise for me?”  

The jovial and curious voice of their intended target sent them in state of paralysis. Jon yelped as all his muscles froze. In the end, the one who truly had the element of surprise was none other than Twilight Sparkle, interrupting the fillies’ planning session. “Now that I think about it, I never saw you two before. Are you from Ponyville?” 

Bo Peep shook the sweat off her forehead, praying for her friend to not do something stupid for once. “No, we’re from Manehattan, I guess.” 

“Ah, ‘man’ehattan, got it, that’s a good one.” Poh commented, smiling dumbly much to Twilight and Bo’s confusion. 

“That’s an actual city from the show, dumbass.” Bo whispered into her ear. 

“Oh, well in that case, welcome to Ponyville! I hope you’ll like it here.” Twilight exclaimed in a welcoming tone. “If you’re ever looking for books, head on to the Golden Oak! It’s the building right behind me.” The lavender unicorn pointed to the tree shaped library that doubled as a home for her. 

Bo Peep gazed in admiration, feeling the urge to go inside grow stronger with each passing second. She always wanted to visit the Golden Oak ever since she first saw the show. To come inside would be a dream come true for the former human. On top of that, Twilight Sparkle had to be her second favorite pony. Twilight and the Golden Oak before her. A match made in heaven! 

“Sure! We were just about to go in. I love to read.” Bo said, smiling innocently. 

“Nerd.” 

Twilight’s face brightened up. “You do?! Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve seen a filly interested in reading! I was about to leave to run some errands, but I’ll postpone it to help you find what you want.” 

“Alrighty then!” Bo accepted, excitedly following the unicorn to the library. She couldn’t wait to finally visit the one location she wanted to see most in this entire world. A cozy and warm library that should be filled with all sorts of interesting books. Whether it’d be Daring Do adventures to information about Equestria and magic, she’ll take a gander. She’ll learn all about the lore! Mathew Pathew style. 

Poh sighed, forced to give up her Machiavellian plan, as she slowly lay down on the ground, with and depressed and sad emotion on her face. "I guess I’m going to stay here and wait, as no one want to roleplay the French Independence with me.” 

Now left alone without her best friend, Poh sat down under a tree, watching the library without a purpose. How could this happen to me? I’ve made my mistakes, got nowhere to run... 

“Hey!” 

Suddenly, a familiar filly voice took her out of her depressive episode. It was Apple Bloom, returning as promised with her two friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. The only problem was that they were expected at the clubhouse and certainly not out here in the middle of town. Rightfully angry, the crusaders approached the lone earth pony demanding answers. 

“Ah thought Ah told ya to wait at ta clubhouse!” Apple Bloom exclaimed. 

“It doesn’t matter anymore; thy French monarchy doesn’t interest anypony. I am not worth no one’s time anyway.” Poh answered while slowly kicking the ground with her front hoof. 

Scootaloo cringed. “Are you sure we should really...” 

“Ah’m... not so sure anymore. Ah mean, they don’t seem opposed to bein’ Crusaders. They’re just, uh, special Ah guess.” Apple Bloom answered honestly, feeling torn between leaving them be or continuing the CMC initiation. 

Sweetie Belle stared at the depressed earth pony poking the ground, unsure herself. “Well, they do seem special. We should give them a try... wherever the other one is.” 

Apple Bloom suddenly realised that Bo Peep was in fact missing and she was probably not in the clubhouse. “Hey Poh, do ya know where yer friend went? We kind need ya both to finish yer Cutie Mark Crusaders initiation.” 

Poh pushed pebbles around, not even raising her eyes to meet theirs. “Yeah, she is somewhere in the library with that “more intellectual than me” pony. Don’t mind me, I'm actually counting the gravel on the ground. Don’t dare walk around me, I'm now at 87.” 

Scootaloo rolled her eyes. “C’mon, is there any filly around here who’s interested in the actual cool stuff?” 

“Books can be interesting.” Sweetie Belle argued, although it fell on deaf ear for her two other friends had more important priorities. 

“Well, that just won’t do! Ah told ya two to wait fo’ us and ya didn’t listen! Ah was only gone for five minutes.” Apple Bloom exclaimed in frustration. “We won’t leave ‘till yer friend comes back.” 

“Hey BO! This ugly filly and this handicapped one just told me I’m not cool enough.” Poh shouted with all her lungs. 

Before the crusaders could process the uncalled-for insult thrown their way, the windows of the Golden Oak opened, revealing a small green filly poking her head out confused. “Really? I’d say they’re half right.” 

Poh kept on pushing pebbles around, amassing a real army. “Well, I guess I'm going to fuck somewhere else. Ah! One hundred. I have more than you do, lOoOoser.”  

Much to her dismay, Bo wasn’t impressed with her newly acquired army. “Winners don’t LARP, they read books, make friends, get big ass castles, take villains down, take the crown and thrive!” 

“Ok, try winning with a book against me with a baseball bat. Not so smart after all eh?” 

Bo Peep tilted her head, smirking. “How are you going to hit me with a baseball bat? You don’t even have fingers. I have wings and I can fly! You’ll never be able to hit me! Once I can use them...” 

“I swear, when we will go back home to our place, I’m going to choke the fuck out of you and make you submissive and breedable. Do I make you remember that you can’t masturbate without these fucking fingers, loOoOser.”   

Bo laughed. “Have you already forgotten? I can masturbate without my hands!” 

“Yeah, and you tried a toilet brush you disgusting decrepit weirdo.” 

“What? Since when did I do that? I’ll admit I did get off to Diamond but I used no brush to do it. I used the power of my mind and my secret technique to pull it off.” Bo Peep waved her hooves around to accentuate her mystical power. “The pony who’s actually the disgusting decrepit weirdo... is you!” 

“Ok professor Xavier, can you use thy power to shut the fuck up and avoid this shitty conversation we are having? Or perhaps you have dicks in your mouth and can’t stop saying shit?” 

Twilight popped behind the green pegasus, glaring at the filly and her friend. “What is going on here?” 

Bo flinched, quickly putting on an innocent look. “Um, n-nothing! We’re just playing!” 

Poh mimicked a slit cut under her throat as a dead sign to her friend, before expressing an innocent face in front of Twilight. “Yeah, we are just ... playing.” She answered, depressed and anger hiding in her voice.  

The lavender sighed. “Girls, those are no words for fillies. How do you even know about ‘masturbation’?” A good point indeed, one that made Bo Peep blush and avoid her gaze. 

“Hum, Trixie?” Poh lied in an unconvincing way. 

Twilight narrowed her eyes, clearly seeing through the filly. “I think you need to learn some proper discipline. Whoever raised you clearly didn’t watch over you enough. Somepony’s are simply a bad influence and it’s up to the parents to show you the right way to act in public.” 

Having her feeling deeply hurt, she couldn’t even find a counter argument. Poh was desperately looking at Twilight Sparkle, with pure panic in her eyes. “Hum ... eh, I don’t ... Huh.”   

Nervous, Bo Peep chose to leave the Golden Oak, leaving a “sorry” for Twilight as she did. All the while, the Cutie Mark Crusaders watched on in absolute shock. 

“So... we’re still enlisting them?” Scootaloo asked. 

Apple Bloom blinked, eyeballing the green pegasus. “Ah mean... m-maybe? Bo seems a little more favorable though.” Clearing her thoughts, she ultimately chose to go along with her original plan. Maybe these two fillies weren’t as bad as they initially seem? A good old case of there being more than meets the eye. 

 





 

The rest of the day was a blur. They returned to the clubhouse to complete their initiation, finally receiving their own capes, the mark of their new vow to the CMC’s. Afterward, Bo Peep returned to Sweet Apple Acre with Apple Bloom for the rest of the day whilst Poh mysteriously disappeared, probably to mope in a random corner of Ponyville. 

Once the sun set, Fluttershy returned to pick her fillies up only to find Bo alone at the farm. When questioned about her friend, the pegasus simply shrugged. “Who knows? She’s probably amassing another army of pebbles to overthrow me.” she mused. 

“Oh dear, we should find her before it gets too dark. I don’t want to leave him alone at night, it’s so cold out there.” Fluttershy softly suggested, slowly taking off. She stopped to see if the small pegasus would follow her. Instead of flapping alongside her, the filly sprouted out her wings and simply stared there, puzzled. 

“Wait! How do I fly again?” Bo asked, flapping her wings in a disorganised manner. 

“Oh? You don’t know how to fly?” Fluttershy returned to the ground, surprised to have found another filly that couldn’t fly. As far as she knew, Scootaloo was the only one having this problem because of her small wings, but Bo Peep didn’t have this problem evidently. Her wings were normal sized, good enough to take off so... where’s the problem? 

“I never learned to fly, that’s the truth. You don’t suppose I’m... disabled?!” 

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “Oh no no no! You don’t seem to have any problem, um, f-from what I can see. I’m sure you’ll be able to learn in no time since you’re older but, um... I’m not really good at teaching other ponies so...” 

“Nah, it’s fine by me. Just show me how and I’ll follow along. You’ll see, I’m a fast learner.” Bo Peep answered, puffing her chest with pride.  

“Alright then, follow my lead.” Graciously leaping in the air, Fluttershy calmly flapped her wings, maintaining an upright posture. “Let’s start by flying in place. It should be the best place to start, I think.” 

Bo Peep stared at her wings, deep in her thought. After a bit of thinking, she nodded, ready to start her first ever flight. Finally, one of her biggest dreams was coming true, the dream to fly and reach for the clouds. Even better since she knew she could touch them and even walk on them. With one decisive motion, she jumped and flapped her wings. However, the problems immediately arose. 

As a former grounded specie, the mere act of flying was alien to her. She tipped over and fell. Determined to make it work, she tried again and again until her sixth try where she finally managed to fly in place. “Wooohoo! I did it! I’m flying!” she exclaimed in a foalish fit of joy. 

Fluttershy smiled, such a gentle expression. “That’s great! Now try to come over to me. You’ll see, flying is like learning how to trot. It becomes natural after a few tries. To move while flying you need to orient your body in the direction you want to go, so just lean over to me and it will work.” 

“O-Ok.” Bo was nervous. Trying out new things is terrifying but oh so fun. She already was embarrassed to have tripped and fall many times before the gentle pegasus and hoped she wouldn’t bust her muzzle on a rock or something. Her fearful thoughts were powerful, but not fast enough to destroy her confidence for she already pivoted, finding herself moving surprisingly fast towards the mare. “Woah!” 

The filly flew straight into Fluttershy’s torso, caught in her warm embrace. “That was very good! Certainly fast too... Now, let’s return home at a steady pace. It will only get easier from here.” 

 





 

As the sky darkened, the two ponies, were meticulously preparing the supper, with the conscience of this filly mysteriously gone without a trace. Then, a sudden knock on the door drew attention of the two to the origin of the sound.  

“Who is it?” Fluttershy asked softly, flying over to her front door. 

In front of the door was standing the shadowy figure of Poh, with shame and sadness in her face. 

“Hello ma, um mom ... Sorry by my absence, I was so captivated by the depth of Twilight Sparkle’s library. I didn’t see the time fly. Are you ok if I go back tomorrow? I have a bunch of books I really want to read! I, of course asked Twilight agreement before asking to you. Can I? Pwease?”  

Bo’s eyes were wide open. “Woah... What the hell happened to her?” she muttered, feeling rather suspicious of this sudden change in behavior. 

Fluttershy, on the other hoof, was thrilled to see her back, mostly relieved. “That’s okay. But for now, I’d like if you helped me with dinner like your nice friend over here.” She pointed to the green pegasus who proudly opened her wings, showing them off to Poh. 

“Indubitably that I will, mom.” 

Bo Peep scoffed. “Smart ass...” 

“My unmatched perspicacity coupled with sheer indefatigability makes me a feared opponent in any realm of pony endeavor. So, watch yar tone. LoOoser.” Poh joyfully shouted.  

“Uh...” Fluttershy stood there for a few seconds, bewildered by the new vocabulary of the otherwise potty mouthed filly. “W-Well, that’s good but, um, could you please help us prepare tonight’s dinner?” 

Bo Peep chuckled. “Tourner dans le vide.” 
> 6. Holy Macaroni! We have a Divine Mission!
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Another day, another way to screw up everything. That was the mentality of those two fillies and more particularly with Poh, who was still deeply sleeping while her friend was preparing to go to school like a responsible foal. 

The sun had barely risen, a time Eugene had never seen before for he always woke up unbelievably late, sometime spending up to 20 hours asleep. But now that Discord gave him a new life, he had to change his habits whether he wanted to or not. He was not a grown man anymore, he was a filly, a child that couldn’t get anything without an adult’s approval. It sucked but hey, that’s life in general. 

“Poh, you are going to be late for school! You need to hurry and get your things ready.” Flutttershy calmly said as she was knocking on the filly’s door. 

“Oh, am I? So sorry, ma.” Poh said while she was quickly preparing her stuff and trying to brush her hair with the brush her mom gave to her recently. It was much harder than expected, because she had no fingers obviously. “Argh, there are some knots in my hair! Mom, could you help me pwease?” 

While Fluttershy was busy brushing Poh’s mane, Bo left the cottage to sit outside, basking in the warm sunlight. The town was slowly coming to life over the distance as the shadows were cast away by the sun. The small pegasus smiled, feeling a bit nostalgic as she watched the world open up to her. It reignited an adventurous spark in her, one she’s forgotten ever since she left to live in a concrete jungle. 

“Look, ma, I'm really sowwy for how I act pretty much evewday. I can’t just help myself and I must be a horrible filly to take care of. I ... I ...Twilight told me evewthing.” Poh calmly said, on the verge of crying and looking down on the ground. This new body was making her much more sensitive than before. It felt awful to act like a jerk and cry like a little baby afterward. 

Fluttershy stopped brushing momentarily. “O-Oh, I don’t think-” 

“Can you stop with the baby talk? You’re not fooling anyone nor is it as cute as you think!” Bo screamed from outside. 

Poh’s eyes widened, anxiously gazing over the kind mare. “Shut up, you are breaking my +1 stats in charisma, you dummy.” 

“You have –1 charisma. Does the +1 even matter?” At this point, Bo Peep returned inside to berate his friend some more, letting out all her repressed anger. 

“Hold on now, girls. School is starting in fifteen minutes. You need to hurry up.” Fluttershy interjected to save the situation before it got any worse... as always. Still, she had quickly realised just how out of her depths she was. These two fillies were too hard to handle, especially in their current behavior. If only there was a way to make them more “civilised”...  

 





 

Another day, another wanking fest in the mare’s toilets. Bo Peep and Poh were getting better at keeping their heat in check thanks to the tried-and-true method of masturbation. They were really good, with Bo Peep relearning her special “no hand” technique that allowed her to jizz everywhere she wanted, at any time. She branded it, ATAWAP (Anytime, Anywhere, Any pussy). She will soon be the goon queen. 

“It was really nice, but they should really clean the brush after using it. It’s fucking disgusting dawg.” Poh confess after her gooning was a successful operation. One that brought out the joys of the mind and the body alike. “How about you, bro?” 

The quiet sound of a sticky liquid falling down the toilet bowl answered her question. “Ah... Ah, fuck.” 

“I don’t know if I'm more disgusted at myself to use this shit to masturbate, or the fact that your jizz reached the roof of the bathroom.”  

Bo raised her head, noticing the stains going above the stall somehow. Her squirts were powerful, more so than even a fully grown mare, which was cause for concern. “Be more disgusted at yourself, please. I have to dodge the falling cum to keep my mane clean.” 

“Ok and try to imagine the shame of the janitor who will be cleaning your mess. At least when I'm done, I clean myself ... Literally.” Poh stuck the brush back into her marehood, cleaning it in a rather rugged way. 

“Meh, I’ll just use toilet paper... Aw, shit.” 

“Dude, you're ejaculating as hard as a fire hose, you're destroying that shit with your stream, you prick! Are you going to be featured with these ASMR videos of machine cutting metal with an ultra-powerful water jet?” 

“I can’t believe my juicy pussy is stronger than my dick.” Bo stared blankly at the empty toilet paper roll, realising she should have looked before choosing this stall. Now with a wet vagina, she had to find a way to dry it off before class would resume. The brush? No way. She’d never touch Eugene’s goon, not even with a ten-inch pole. 

Her tail? Won’t really help, it’s just moving the goon somewhere else. No choice, Bo pulled a move worthy of an action movie hero. She unlocked her stall, dropped to the floor and rolled to the adjacent stall, making sure that her vagina didn’t touch the floor. There, she found salvation in the form of a full toilet paper roll. 

“Ah, my pretty pussy shall glisten after this.” 

 

After their physical expression of pleasure and pure beastly dedication, they returned to their class to continue their learning about whatever Cheerilee was talking about, they didn’t really pay attention for this was all basic elementary level stuff. They already knew everything they were taught here. Still, the silver lining was in the homework and exams. Super easy stuff, they don’t even need to study! Except for history... 







At the end of the day, it was the moment where their mom would arrive to pick them up. Excited as usual at the sight of that yellow pony, the fillies waved her on. She came today with a ... let's say, an unexcepted surprise.  

“Why Rarity?” Bo muttered like a curious monkey. 

Poh, however, dreaded the mere sight of the white unicorn, the pony she liked the least. “Oh no! Not that bi-... I mean, that unpleasant individual.” She deeply thoughts before answering.  

“It is for your own good, I promise you she’s really kind and knows how to entertain you with fun activities!” Fluttershy reassured while booping her two fillies’ noses.  

The green pegasus instinctively rubbed her nose. “Entertain this.” Bo farted loudly, a powerful sound she didn’t even know she had it in her. “Not what I was expecting...” 

“And they say I'm the retarded one of the two. Yikes.” Said Poh.  

Poor Rarity cringed, already having a bad feeling about her friend’s idea. 

“Don’t worry, it will be only for a day. But if you two don’t cooperate to upgrade your behaviour with strangers, maybe we will have to add more sessions every weekend. Do you promise me you will be nice with Miss Rarity?” 

Bo put on a forced smile. “Tee hee, this will be easy. Not for you, Poh. ‘Cause unlike you, I studied for this test.” 

“What about that flatulence you uncontrollably ripped while our mom was talking to us? Get your priority in check bro, nopony need to know by heart the twelves letter of the alphabet, you nerd.” 

“Hey, ripping ass is funny, okay?” 

So, off to Carousel Boutique it is. The boutique was chic on the outside, quite extravagant too. It was a place that just screamed “Rarity”. Like tourists on a trip to the country of their dreams, Bo and Poh stared in joy as they got to visit another important location in Ponyville. 

“Yo, it’s Carousel Boutique, dude. We are about to discipline our asses.” Bo snarked. 

“Can’t wait to see if her clothes are prettier than her face yo. Or else, we will have a reaaaally bad time there.” Poh added. 

Fluttershy giggled. “I’d say they are both pretty! But I believe that her generosity is the prettiest thing about Rarity.” 

“Exactly, darling. I make pretty clothes, but I take especially good care of my appearance.” Rarity exclaimed in a defensive tone. 

“No proof, I don’t believe it. Plus, if Rarity is really that generous by helping others in need, what are you, Fluttershy? Are you not taking care of us?” Poh proudly answered. 

“I am taking care of you, am I? N-Not that it matters, you’ll see that Rarity is the most generous pony I know.” Fluttershy responded, trying to keep her voice confident, glancing awkwardly at her unicorn friend who seemed less than pleased.  

“I'll show them generosity.” Rarity gritted her teeth. “But first, I suppose a little lesson in respect would do them some good...” 

“Greuha.” Poh said depresed, as she didn’t care about Rarity, or what she just said. 

"GREUHA!" Bo Peep shouted too, with a ‘little bit’ more vigor than her friend. 

Fluttershy and Rarity stared in pure incomprehension, confused as to what these two fillies just said. Nevertheless, the pegasus had an idea in mind and she would go through it, not just for these two foals’ good but for hers as well. Taking care of them is tiring, much too tiring for a single mother. If they could be disciplined, that would at least alleviate some of the difficulties with raising them. She wasn’t willing to abandon them just now, not when they were so young. 

“Aight imma head out.” Poh said as she saw Fluttershy slowly and discreetly trying to leave the discussion. The filly tried to leave with her, but unfortunately, she was stopped by Rarity and even her own best friend.  

“Where do you think you’re going, mate?” Bo smirked. “You need some disciplinary action.” 

“No, I wasn’t trying to go anywhere ... Hum, I just saw a pretty flower far far away. Can I go get it pwease Rwarity?” Poh panicky answered as she was trying to look as natural as possible. “This will take literally like five seconds, c'mon bro.” 

Rarity stared at her with a less than impressed look. “Come on now, darling. I’m sure Fluttershy has a reason for bringing you two here today, a reason I can already see by now.” 

“O-Of course.” Fluttershy sheepishly said, embarrassed by the filly’s behavior. “I wanted you to teach them some, um, manners. They’re quite rowdy, so I was thinking that maybe you could do something about it.” 

“Seems tough but... Don’t you worry, darling! You’ve come to the right mare! I’ll get them to act like the Canterlot elite in no time for your sake!” Rarity confidently exclaimed, gesturing for the two green fillies to come inside. She didn’t believe they would make this much progress in so little time, but anything to please her close friend. 

“How much is it for her ... let's say, service, Fluttershy?” Poh asked, sexually intrigued.  

“Nothing, it’s for free.” Rarity answered, stroking her mane. “It’ll be my pleasure.” 

Bo leaned over to her friend. “When she turns around, get ready to admire the juicy pussy.” 

“Too late, already busted years ago. Not my proudest fap to be honest.” 

Thankfully, the two mares didn’t hear their not so foal-friendly comments. 

“Go go Gadget, clopping! Shit...” And that one, they did hear. But they didn’t know what any of that meant, so Bo’s reputation was saved, even though it was already tarnished a while back. 

Now inside the boutique, Fluttershy waved the fillies goodbye before making her leave.  

“Are you going to leave us already, pwease! DON’T!” As Poh ran and grab on Fluttershy legs and slowly crying on the floor. 

Bo, however, had just about had enough of her friend’s shenanigans and slapped some sense into her, literally. “Go go Gadget, shut the fuck up, you clingy bitch.” With a powerful slap, she got Fluttershy to free herself from the clingy earth pony’s grasp. 

“Oh dear, they sure seem dependant on your, darling.” Rarity commented. 

Poh stopped making any sound and meticulously get up as she had an intense stare down with her now number one enemy. “What the fuck did you say to me you little shit?!” Poh screamed as she punched Bo on the face with her front left hoof. 

“I will externalize all my anger on you.” Bo responded calmly, stroking her bruised cheek. 

“Bo, I'm going to cut you down, break you apart, splay the gore out of you from across the stars, I will grind you down until the very sparks of mercy. My hooves shall relish ending you here and now!” Poh exclaimed as she slowly cracked her neck, as a menacing sound.  

“Thy ass shall glisten before my coooock...” 

“Girls, that’s enough!” Pulling the two fillies apart, Rarity groaned, now getting a good taste of what it’s like to be Fluttershy currently. 

“Oh dear, um, a-are you sure you can make them more civilised?” Fluttershy whimpered, starting to sense that they were getting worse. Much, much worse than the day she found them. They were getting comfortable, and that was not good. Somepony had to step their hoof down and tell them to stop, and that pony was Rarity. 

“Oh, why certainly! I can never say no to a friend, darling! You’ll see, there’ll be some improvement by the end of this afternoon!” Rarity cringed, looking behind to see that her baby sister was peeking from the stairs, looking rather displeased. 

“Oh come on!” 

 





 

As it turned out, Rarity didn’t have the time to spare, but Sweetie Belle did, reluctantly. As such, it was her duty to civilise these two little rugrats. 

“Using my deduction skills as a detective tells me she has quite possible never had sex.” Bo exclaimed out of the blue. “I like these brown fabrics. It’s like building brown bricks in Minecrap. It’s the most fun you can possibly have-” 

Sweetie Belle groaned before the abrasive display in the boutique, Apple Bloom’s suffering was now being transferred to her and her big sister. She had never met a more insufferable duo in her entire life than Bo Peep and Poh, two names she’d come to dread. Bo was noticeably calmer but had her occasional brain farts while Poh was basically sniffing hers all day long. There is no word to start describing her stupidity, it is even impressing that she got this far to be honest. 

“Ugh, can we stop talking about brown bricks and a ‘minecrap’, please? I’m trying to get you to have a nice dinner and act normal!” 

Poh’s eyes turned red. “Hum! Firstly, I was kinda hurt by the word you just used to describe us, and frankly I would like you to apologize for that statement you called me and my dear friend. We do not define ourselves as normal ponies, but rather French conqueror. So, say sorry you filthy and meany bitch!” 

Sweetie couldn’t believe her ears; never had she heard such vitriol spewed from the mouth of a foal. If they had any good parents, they’d have their flanks kicked for having such a colorful vocabulary. “Excuse me? Excuse me?! Why would I apologise to you when you just insulted me?!” 

“You just said we weren’t normal, so that my turn to chew your brain out bitch! You say sorry and I will.”  Poh exclaimed, prompting her friend Bo Peep to do the same. 

“Yeah, we’re going to kick gum and chew ass... and we’re all out of ass.” 

Then, a voice echoed from downstairs. “Sweetie Belle? Is everything okay in there?” 

“No, she is being a huge bitch with us. Can you spank her extra hard dawg?” Poh shouted out to the white mare. 

“Ella es una grande puta.” Bo added with a less terribly Spanish accent. 

“What?!” Rarity exclaimed in dread, rushing into her baby sister’s bedroom. “Sweetie! Is that true?” 

Sweetie’s face turned red with anger. “No! They’re turning you against me!” 

“You have done that yourself.” Bo Peep corrected. 

“Sauron has manipulated you.” Poh added. 

Rarity facehoofed, shaking her head in despair. Even when they were out of her hooves, they were distressing her. “Look, darlings, I have an important dress to complete for tonight, so I’d like you to cause no trouble while I’m working.” 

Poh frowned, shaking her hoof dismissively. “Yeah, yeah whatever we don’t care go back to your stuff. But before, just tell her to speak less, she is being annoying, like really.” 

“No, she’s being annoying!” Sweetie shouted whilst she pointed an accusatory hoof to the green culprit.  

“All of you stop!” Rarity yelled. “I can’t afford to be distracted all the time by such petty matters. If you can’t make amends, then you should leave the boutique until I finish the dress.” 

“Damn you Peep, always getting away with stuff, you sneaky bitch.” Poh whisper to her friend as Rarity were scolding them.  

“Alright, we will stop and act, um, civilised.” Bo Peep said in a neutral tone, fiddling with her wings. “You see, what we need is a little stimulus. In other words, I want a pet.” 

Poh crossed her front hooves. “What does she really mean, is that she wants to be pet. In that particular region right there.” she pointed to the peepee region.  

“Um, n-no. I’m not horny right now.” 

Rarity snapped. “That’s enough! You two go outside to get some fresh air at the park! That’ll teach you to appreciate the little things.”  

Kicked out of the boutique, Bo Peep and Poh were taken to the park and left there, with only Sweetie Belle as a begrudging supervisor. The place was nice, calm and ponies were sparse around here. A nice area to relax, if only these two knew what that word even meant. Sweetie’s suffering continued for a while longer until something rather interesting came to her rescue. It was a stray dog, noticeably lacking a collar. It was anorexic and rather lanky, its skeleton visible through the few layers of skin and muscle present. Despite that, it looked oddly happy and relaxed. The cute little animal trotted to them, seeking company. It stopped before a pile of poop on the ground and sniffed it with great interest. 

“Oh, look! It’s a dog!” Sweetie Belle pointed out, putting an end to the nonsensical conversation of the two fillies. 

“Alright! Looks like we’ve got ourselves a pet.” Bo Peep said, approaching the animal curiously. “But it looks a bit... sad.” 

“Hey, doggie, what your name little boy? Do you have a name on your collar?” Said Poh as she caressed the rather unhealthy but excited animal on the head. 

“Are you blind or something? That dog doesn’t have a collar. It’s a stray dog.” Bo corrected. “Oh! That means we get to name him!” 

Sweetie Belle saw a golden opportunity. With the two rowdy fillies distracted by the dog, she had an opening to leave for a while and cool her mind from all this bile spewed in her ears. “Oh, it’s so cute indeed! If you don’t mind, I’ll go to, uh, relieve myself, yeah...” She said, smiling awkwardly as she rushed off, making a beeline for Sugar Cube Corner. 

Bo Peep and Poh continued to be engrossed by their furry new friend until there was nopony left in sight. Now that they were completely alone with this dog, something unexpected happened. The wind stopped howling and the animal stood up on its hind legs like a human. It’s drooling tongue retracting in his mouth as his face took on a more neutral and calmer look. He now commanded respect, despite giving out the weird and trippy feeling of seeing a dog acting like a man. 

“Greeting to meet you my dear compatriots. I know you are Jon and Eugene of planet Earth. I effectively don’t possess any identifier in my possession, but the Great One calls me Jean-Augustin. I am an archangel sent to warn you two about the imminent nuclear danger of Kim Jon-Un.” He said as he waved his mystical paw covered in dirt and poop around. 

Jon’s eyes widened. “Oh fuck, Jean-Augustin is real. I thought it was all jokes.” 

Eugene bowed as best she could before the mighty presence. “Oh my, dear archangel, please have mercy, we are not worthy of your greatness. Please elicit the reason of thy great presence as we will promise to follow thy path that is requested by the great...?” 

Jean-Augustin nodded. “The Great One you shall know him as. Your mission is to go to Canterlot to retrieve the mighty iron gauntlet that will allow you to sway Kim Jon-Un not to start a nuclear war with America.” 

“Okay?” Jon scratched his mane with his wings as makeshift fingers. “I thought we would just enjoy our time here at least until Discord sends us back, but I guess we’ll find your iron gauntlet and save the world.” 

“Praise thy holy and mighty missive the archangel Jean-Augustin requested us to accomplish. Don’t you worry, divine apparition, as we will enact the fight will all our blood and sweat for the success of that mission. You wisely chose the correct people for that request, and we won’t disappoint you. We agreed and sign with your own blood.” Poh panickily answered, as she was shivering, lying and looking on the ground.   

Jean-Augustin stretched out his arms, beautiful angelic wings sprouted from his back. “We have little time. We must convince your foster mother, Fluttershy, to take us to Canterlot to save your world from nuclear devastation. Let us go now. C’est pour le travail.” 

Jon cocked his head back, now fully convinced to participate in this endeavor. “Oh, si c’est pour le travail...” 

Out of the blue, Jean-Augustin retracted his wings and resumed his dog persona, hiding any semblance of higher intelligence in an instant. Sweetie Belle emerged from a nearby bush, oblivious to what had just happened. She had a smoothie in hoof, looking much happier than before. 

“Okay, well, we’re about done here! Let’s go back to Canterlot Boutique, I’m sure Rarity wouldn’t mind now.” The white filly said, throwing a few hesitant glances to the anorexic dog. Her big sister would have a panic attack at the mere sight of that stinky and messy dog. 

“Okay, but we’re taking Jean-Augustin with us.” Bo Peep said. 

“You named him Jean-Augustin?” 

“Uh, yeah. C’est pour le travail.” 

Poh nodded. “That’s complicated. Plus, you wouldn’t get it. You are out of the fun zone. So don’t dare ask more stupider questions before I broke your spine in half. The repetition of thy great name Jean-Augustin cannot be pronounced by a foolish heretic. You soil the great archangel by daring to say his name. I hope you know the consequence of thy great crime you just committed.” 

Bo groaned. “You can say his name, alright. I’m not going to gatekeep you. Honestly, I think my friend bites more than this stray dog.” 

Jean-Augustin barked happily. 

“HERESY! DEATH BY GALLOWS.” Poh exclaimed to Bo. 

Jean-Augustin nudged the filly in an attempt to get her overzealous attitude to stop for even a brief moment, else she’ll blow his cover. 

“Thy archangel has sent me a divine message! I see and understand thy missive you request me to do. I now will ... shut the hell up.” Poh said in a rather depressed manner, as she realised Jean-Augustin asked her to stop her ceremonial and spiritual speech. 

Weirded out, Sweetie Belle looked deeply into the eyes of Jean-Augustin. As expected, they were no less different from any other dog. The animal was drooling, staring at her stupidly. Poh was simply acting out again. But the moment she turned her back on him, he wiped out the saliva in a fit of disgust. 

Back at the boutique, Sweetie Belle knocked on the door and dreaded her big sister’s reaction. Rarity opened and as was expected, she let out a shriek at the sight of Jean-Augustin, the dirty stray dog. “Sweetie! What is that?!” 

“It’s a dog.” Bo answered proudly, petting the animal. “We found him at the park. He’s our pet now.” 

“Yeah, his name is the great and mighty Jean-Augustin! But don’t repeat his name, or it will give ya bad luck. C’mon Augustin, present thyself to Rarity!” Poh added.  

Jean-Augustin opened his mouth wide, drooling even further. He barked happily at the white unicorn, sending some saliva into her face. Rarity jerked back in disgust, her legs trembling before the horrible stench of the wild animal. 

“W-W-Well, if you want to keep him. You s-should give him a bath, but after I go to the bathroom!” Rarity galloped to her bathroom and locked herself in, leaving the boutique open for the three fillies and their new best friend. 

Sweetie Belle sighed. “Just don’t let him dirty anything. My sister would freak out if he did.” 

Jean-Augustin responded by licking her face with a jolly good smile. 

“Like these clothes he’s currently sitting on right now?” Poh asked, rather scared at what the doggie just committed. 

“No! Don’t step on that!” Sweetie begged, shooing the dog away. 

Just then, somepony knocked on the door. The three fillies opened to see Fluttershy had returned to check on the two little rascals. “Oh, excuse me. Can I talk to Rarity?” 

“She’s a little busy right now.” Sweetie responded before being licked by the stray dog again. 

“Yeah, she actually crying in the bathroom, drinking a mega pint of red wine.” Poh informed. 

“Really?” 

“WAAAAAAAa...” 

Fluttershy covered her mouth. “Oh, my...” Her concern was short lived, for the presence of the stray dog had fully obtained her attention. “Oh dear, that poor dog! You look so sad! Are you hungry?” 

Jean-Augustin stretched out his paw to her, looking happy despite the circumstances of his body. 

“We should feed you. I have some food for you at my cottage.” Fluttershy informed. 

“Does that mean we get to keep him?” Bo asked with a bright smile on her face. “This dog is pretty damn cool!” 

“Well, if he’ll help you behave...” 

“You’re the best mother ever! Thank you, thank you so much!” Poh exclaimed as she ran and hug her front hoof. “I promise I will be more ... normal.” And for luck, she gave Sweetie Belle a death stare to which the white unicorn gave one back.  

“Okay, w-well thanks for helping out, Sweetie Belle. It was really nice of you.” Fluttershy smiled. 

The filly rolled her eyes. “No problem...” 

 

 

Back at the cottage, Fluttershy tended to the dog’s needs in her living room, feeding him, cleaning him and brushing his fur. Jean-Augustin had found a paradise in the pegasus’ home. After spending days wandering the Everfree forest in search of the two humans, he had run into a lot of trouble, but thankfully he wouldn’t have to worry about that now. 

“Oh, it seems I’ll need some bandages to patch up these wounds on your leg. Wait a minute, please, I’ll be right back.” 

Once the kind mare had left the living room in search of medical supplies, Jean-Augustin stood up once again on his hind legs, changing his expression to show his hidden sophisticated intelligence. “My dear compatriots, you must convince the great, kind and beautiful yellow pony called Fluttershy to take us to Canterlot in search of the iron gauntlet. But, while we are waiting for her return, I will enlighten you with the knowledge of the gauntlet’s forbidden history.” 

Jon took out some popcorn and sat down. “Okay, lay it on us.” 

“Yo dawg, give me some. Do you want some of my chips too?” Eugene asked Jon, who was on his side.  

Jean-Augustin sprouted his mystical wings as his eyes glowed a bright blue. “It all started thousands of years ago on Earth. The princess of Blabloubla woke up with a strange feeling in her body. It would appear that puberty had struck her like a mace, changing her behavior forever. She had trouble dealing with her new impulses and as such, was a massive bitch to everyone, no exception. One day, she a met a handsome boy named Brad whom she fell in love with. He shared those feelings too and in no time, they began corpulating. The problem was that he wasn’t always around to please her, and she loved the sensation of his strong hands, so she took matters into her own hands and left her father’s castle to reach the market in search of the blacksmith. She demanded he build an iron gauntlet with which to please her, a powerful item to increase the power of the act of fingering. With this holy relic, she asked him one more favour using her authority; to use thy gauntlets on her. The blacksmith complied for he had no other choice.  

He fingered her pussy and lifted her high up in the air, bouncing her like a power drill. But unbeknownst to both, the iron gauntlet was too powerful. The princess’s pussy was torn apart by the gauntlet as the blacksmith helplessly continued to swing her around on his finger. Then, her body slipped down and was torn in half by the motion. In only a minute, the princess was but a bunch of bloody bits hanging on the blacksmith’s finger.  

He was arrested soon after and executed for the murder of the princess. As for the iron gauntlet, it was casted to another world where none can ever use its evil powers to finger another genitalia, ever.” 

The two men stared in awe and confusion, at a loss for words. 

“So, I'm sorry to ask this rude question Jean-Augustin, but why the fuck do we need to find a human gauntlets if we are ponies? That doesn’t make any sense!”  

Jean-Augustin nodded calmly. “You will use the gauntlet back on Earth, where you will be human again.” 

“O-Okay... Wait, why do we even need to know the history of the iron gauntlet? Like, what was the point of that entire story?” Jon asked, horribly confused. 

The archangel blinked. “Uh, for the lore?” 

Eugene nodded. “Yeah, guess that make sense, even tho I skip every cutscenes in videos-games.” 

“In any case my compatriots, you will need the fingering power of the gauntlet to save your world from nuclear destruction.” 

Jon stopped the dog before he could continue his explanation. “So, wait a minute, you are actually asking us to go find a mighty metallic gauntlet in a semi-fictional world to then come back in our world and go fist Kim Jung to death to save the world from World War 3?” 

“Not fist him, you have to finger his anus until he croaks. That’s what the Great One commands.” Jean-Augustin responded, raising his arms high in the air at the mention of his Lord. 

 Jon scratched his head, now finding one teeny tiny problem with all of this. “One question.” 

“Yes?” 











“I’m not gay.”