Pononymous Part 10

>You arrive at Canterlot

>many ponies are there, awaiting your arrival, knowing you were previously a human

>they all gasp at your form as it stands now

>you and Flitter gracefully handle the crowds, and push toward the castle

>you both demand an audience with Celestia

>she agrees to one

>you both yammer on about how you love oneanother

>"So...I'm to understand there's to be a marriage then?"

Not quite. What I'd like is about 30 minutes alone with Queen Chrysalis that I know you're holding captive to return me to my human form.

>"I almost could not recognize you, Anon. Somepony has used a magic most evil on you, I think it'd be best to see the changeling queen and see if she has anything to offer you."

>you both head down into the dank depths of the dungeon

>a head, clapped in iron around her horn, and in iron twice over around her hooves, stood in the middle of a large cell

I hate to ask you this, and you must hate all of pony-kind, but I require your...services, Queen Chrysalis.

 

>"You silly little foals, how do you think I could possibly service you, in any way, shape or form? Especially after what your kind did to my people?"

Again, I apologize, I was not a part of that. That was all the Elements. I just require your assistance to return me to my true form.

>"Ohhhh..."

>"Another one of you saps.....think you were another animal at some point, and request me to change you into another being."

>"Well, I'll warn you, the spell has disastrous effects on those born of unicorn blood."

I was not born of unicorn blood. Perhaps you've heard of me? Anonymous? Only human to ever venture forth into the wildes of Equestria?

>"You? You of all ponies got turned into a pony? And a unicorn at that? Oh, Celestia's blood, you poor sod! I pity thee so!....

>"Now with my bitter humor out of the way, did you want to return to your human form?"

Yes, but I have another question before we get to that. Would it be possible for my friend Flitter to become a human as well?

>"Only if you can provide me a mental picture to feed off of to turn her into one. Luckily for you, my spell does not harm those of pegasus blood."

>"Perhaps because they are already inherently without magic? I cannot say, for I do not know."

Alright, change me now, but we will return to change Flitter's form later, depending on her decision.

>"Your wish is my pleasure...but I would beg you, consider owing me a favor....you never know when a changeling, a queen no less, may come in handy."

>"And tell that slut upstairs to start sending better food down here! I tire of thrice-heated oats!"

>you nod

>her horn glows

>glows so hard that it breaks the iron surrounding it

>beam hits you

 

>you scream in pain as your body is contorted

>your mind, body, even very soul are altered....even if ever so slightly

>the pain stops, you fall to the ground

>you look at your hands

>you notice you /have/ hands

>you black out from pain as you see Flitter running to get a stretcher

>you awaken in the throne room

>Celestia towers over you

>you cover your shame

>Flitter has a wing on your head

>this must be some sign of possessiveness or affection for pegasi

>"Anon. It is good to see you in your proper form again."

>you fear the rumors about her split personality

>Molestia

>"But this is more serious. If somepony turned you into a pony, vice versa may occur."

>you think for a moment

You're absolutely right...and it was Rainbow Dash that admitted to turning me into a pony.

>"The Element of Loyalty? Are you quite certain?"

Yes. She said it herself, didn't she Flitter?

>"She...she did, princess..."

>"These are grave times indeed. Bring her to me at once!"

>A guard with a penis attached to a sword handle cutie mark dashes out the door and takes off in search of Rainbow Dash

 

 

>You and Flitter seat yourselves in a room

>Celestia has the kitchen staff fix you, and you quote "a feast fit for a lunar princess"

>in otherwords, the finest spaghetti they may muster

>you wait nervously for the clothes you've ordered from the master clothier Rarity to arrive

>a nervous pegasus with crossed eyes hands you a box

>"Package for a Mr. AYE-NON?"

>you glance about

That's me.

>she drops it in your lap and dashes off

>you shrug, and open the box

>your clothes have arrived

>there's a card attached to the clothes that smells faintly of Rarity's perfume

>you open the card

>it gushes on you, thanking you for everything you do for her

>and as usual, she wants her payment for the clothes through the usual method

>she makes sure to underline no bits

>whatever that means

>you quickly don your new threads

>as you do this, Flitter looks a tad disappointed

>"Why did you need to get dressed so soon?"

Because, I don't want you to spoil your dessert.

 

>you both finish, skip the dessert at the table, and skip happily out of the room

>"I'm so glad you're yourself again, Anon..."

You sound upset.

>"I'm just unsure of this, I'm afraid that you won't want me anymore..."

Flitter, I've told you, I am willing to try this, no matter how awkward or immoral it may seem to me.

>"Thanks, Anon..."

>you rub her mane with your fingers

>she makes a cooing sound at this

>you notice her wings getting erect

>you remember reading that book on pegasus anatomy when you were a human last

>being turned into a human caused more memories to return

>some that you wish would've stayed lost

>some you're glad are now in your mind

>you rub a wing with your hand

>she begins drooling from both ends

Shall we have dessert?

>"Yes....yes, lets!~"