A Terrible Thing to Waste

>Day Conceptual Contracts  in Equestria

>Be Anonymous

>You are a student of Twilight Sparkle

>You have spent the better part of your days with her since coming to Equestria

>Whether studying the sciences and arts or language and arithmetic, you can always be found under the shade of Golden Oaks Library

>You awake from your peaceful slumber at half past sunrise

>A stretch and yawn readies your body for the menial task ahead

>You head to the single bathroom to squat, bathe and groom

>You have decided to grow facial hair since your arrival

>It looks rather handsome, you feel

>Stepping from the bathroom, you see your favourite mentor standing by with a towel over her back

TS: Anonymous, good to see you this morning!

>You unconsciously clench the towel around your waist tighter

A: Good morning, Ms. Sparkle! I cleaned up as you like. Should I pull out any books for today's lesson?

>She wiggles past you into the bathroom and smiles

TS: Yes, actually! Today's lesson is going to be on the psyche, telepathy and other mysteries of the mind. The book will be filed under "M" and titled Mannerism of the Miraculous Mind

>You smile and set out to get dressed

>After donning your suit, you set out to locate the book

>Having just finished a thoroughly satisfying "Reshelving Day", you make quick work of finding today's lesson

>You clutch the book to your chest and smile

>Learning was never so enjoyable back home, but you assume it was so forced

>Here, you just enjoy learning as you go about your time

>Maybe it is just the fact that your teacher is a unicorn or that magic is proven real

>From years of reading fantasy novels, you are simply giddy with how life is treating you

>It is not long before your teacher arrives downstairs

>Her mane hangs slightly damp on her head as she steps up to a chalkboard

TS: Alright, Anonymous! Today should be a very fun exercise for you

>You look at her curiously

A: What makes today so interesting?

TS: Well, the best way to learn about the mind is to delve right into it

>This seems suspiciously like a movie you've seen before

>No matter

A: OK, what do I have to do?

>Twilight opens the book and begins reading

TS: First, we must practice safety precautions. The mind is a complicated place and you could get lost in it

>You nod easily

TS: So, first thing is first... we will go into your own mind, which is safer for you as a beginner

>She puffs out her chest and smirks

TS: -I- have done this spell multiple times now and am fairly accustomed to the workings of the mind. I will guide you in your head as best I can, but it will ultimately be up to you to navigate

>Makes as much sense as you would imagine

A: Sounds wonderful, when can we start?

TS: Immediately!

>With a flash of light and the smell of burning ozone, you lose the sensation of gravity

>You look around into an immeasurably large, but seemingly empty space

>You turn about yourself to find Twilight

>A faint echo rings through the darkness

TS: Anonymous! Can you hear me?

A: Yes! Where are you?

>The voice grows uncomfortably close

TS: Right behind you

>You spin in place to see Twilight Sparkle is standing on the ceiling before you

>This is getting rather silly

A: How did you get up there?

TS: I am on the "ground"... maybe you need to check your positioning?

>You try to walk forward only to float in a circle

A: Interesting... how do I land?

TS: Just focus on your feet. Envision yourself standing on solid ground again and walk to me

>After a few long moments of utter silence, you catch on

>You picture stairs leading to Twilight and slowly descend

TS: Doing great, Anon! Just a little further

>You take your last step down... or is it up?

>Either way, you stand proudly beside your teacher

>Twilight smiles and cocks her head to one side

TS: Come on, we have a lot to see

A: I am kind of worried what I may see in my head...

TS: Well, usually, it's a lot brighter... this is my first -human- exploration though. How much different can it be from a pony?

>You shrug with a clueless expression on your face

>As you begin to wander the dark recesses of your mind, you come upon a hallway

>A green carpet welcomes you and a row of lights shine down the center

TS: Interesting choice of storage...

A: What do the doors represent?

TS: If I am correct, they would be your memories and from the looks of this hallway... there's a lot in here!

>You walk to the very first door

>The handle is slightly rusted and it looks as if no one has seen this door in a long time

>You open it up and peer inside

Family: Happy birthday, Anon! Blow out the candles and make a wish!

>You see your parents and a few friends gathered around you and you sit in front of a cake

>It is so strange to see your younger self

TS: Aww, you are such a cute little colt!

>You stare in wide-eyed wonder as your younger self blows out the candles

>Party favors are popped and whistles are blown

>Heavens, you remember this birthday so fondly

Mother: What did you wish for, Nonny?

>You childhood self smiles and looks up at her

>Your words echo in your mouth

A: A new bike...

>A tear builds up in your eye as you remember what comes next

>Your father wheels out a brand new bicycle with training wheels

>It's sleek, red form and shiny large wheels captivates you again

TS: Oh, what a cute memory... we should move along though

>You wipe your face and try not to let Twilight see

>She walks on to a few doors ahead

>You approach her and stare silently at the door

TS: Well?

>You look at her with puzzlement on your brow

A: You don't have to wait for me to open it. I trust you to see whatever might be in here

>She smiles warmly before a lecturing seriousness takes her over

TS: I am flattered, Anon, but only you can open up your own mind. That's the second rule of mind diving

>You grasp the handle and it feels hot to the touch

>As you open it, you see a time in your life where you are unfairly placed in jail

>It is you at about teenage years, possibly 14 or 15

A: I didn't steal this stupid cassette! I swear it was put in my jacket!

Cop: Sure, sure, and it magically dropped into your pocket... save it for your parents, kid...

>The cop smirks a filthy smirk and tilts his hat over his eyes

>Your teenage self grabs the bars of the holding cell and growls

>He throws a small tantrum before giving up and sitting in a nearby chair

>You close the door and blush

A: Sorry you had to see that... I was a bit of rash child. Though I did not steal that tape. My parents had grounded me for a week regardless

TS: I am not sure what to say... but, you're alright now. No harm, no foul?

>You smile and nod

A: I suppose

>You both continue down for a long while checking room by room

>You find a great variety of memories from the sad and lonely to the epic and exciting

>Twilight seems to be grading you on something, but you cannot tell what

>You finally come upon a shorter strip of memories with freshly primed doors that all have polished solid handles

>The handles in this section, however, are all much simpler in design, as if not to be opened by a human hand

>It reminds you instantly of the designs on doors in Ponyville

>You push along the first door you come to and peer inside

>A lush, green field lies before you and you smell the open air

>Twilight looks in from one side

TS: Hey, this looks like the outskirts of Ponyville!

>You look towards a patch of forest and see yourself emerge from the brush

TS: Oh... is this the day you came here?

>You think about the whole scene again

A: Yes... this is all familiar... I was walking to my apartment one evening when I saw an incredible array of colours pass by and land in a nearby wooded area. I just had to investigate what had made the... how would you call it? Rainbow! So, I stepped into the wood and began to walk through

>You see your confused past self walking across the open field and looking about

>He climbs over a small hill and freezes

A: Oh, this is when I first saw Ponyville and well... ponies. I was sure I had finally went insane

>Twilight takes this all in

TS: Why am I feeling so much fear? Where you scared of ponies?

A: Not... entirely... I was scared of what was going on. I had never seen horses in my area, let alone Technicolor brigades of ponies

>Twilight nods and rubs her chin

>You close this door and continue on

>You come upon a door marked with an X

>As you roll the handle, a sharp clicking noise responds in turn

A: This one is locked... that's odd, non?

TS: It kind of is... what could have happened to you in Ponyville that your mind is suppressing?

>She looks to you and you shrug

A: If I knew, I am sure this door would open...

>You don't give it too much more thought and move on

>As you near the end of the hallway, you come upon a single door facing straight in the center rather than to your sides

A: Is this it? The last door of memories I have?

TS: Looks like it. It could be your exit... everyp0ny creates an exit to their head when they create a place to "view" their inner workings. You made a long hallway with lots of doors, very creative, and this might exit back into the physical world

A: Only one way to see...

>You push the handle down to the sound of a mechanism unlocking

>An extremely bright light flashes before your eyes

>Twilight suddenly gasps

TS: Anon, wait! This isn't a...

>A stillness overcomes the world

>You shake the spots from your eyes and your head pounds quickly

A: Ugh, waking up from that is painful...

>You look up for a moment and see yourself standing nearby

A: Oh... am I still in my head?

>Your voice seems... higher?

>Well, this must just be an aftereffect

>Your dark mane falls in your face and you brush it back... with... your... hoof?

A: Ahhhhh!

>You shriek like the little girl you have become

A: Twilight! Something went wrong! Help! Emergency!

>You bound around on your newly acquired hooves like a rodeo pony

>Your body moves before you

TS: Anonymous! Stop. Jumping

>You sit still on your bottom, as quickly as you can

TS: I was trying to warn you that you found the link that held me in -your- head. By crossing into you, you left me back in your body and took over mine!

A: Can you... can you fix it?

TS: Not unless you grow a horn suddenly...

>This seems like a bad time for taking advantage of this joke

>You breathe deeply once and let it out

A: OK... so, this isn't horrible. I just have to perform the spell you did. Easy, right?

>Your body lifts a hand to its head and sighs

TS: No, no, you're going to need to learn how to cast it. I make it look easy because I am well practiced...

A: Perfect! Just give me the book and I'll be done in a jiff!

TS: It's... it's not for somep0ny of your level

>You raise an eyebrow

A: There are levels to this?

TS: Well, it's loosely defined on account that all unicorn powers are different. But you have your novices, which are usually preschool grade unicorns, all the way up to masters of magic like Starswirl the Bearded. Few unicorns reach as high as Starswirl did, though

A: Where does that put me?

TS: Well... somewhere below, "No clue on what magic is or how to use it"

>You sigh and sulk

A: That bad, huh? To think that video games taught me nothing...

>You shrug and stand to your hooves

A: I suppose if I am going to be you for a little while... I get to sleep in your bed instead of on the couch?

>You smile and try to lighten the mood

TS: Very funny, mister... now, we need to be sensible about this

>Twilight stares at a stack of books nearby

>You see her eyes focus intently on the topmost book

>Her face tenses for a second and she grits her teeth

A: What are you doing?

TS: Reaching for that... book... oh, right, no horn...

>She walks over to the pile and lifts the book up

TS: Oh, OK... that's not so bad. I'll just have to use my hands to hold things now

A: So, how do you do magic with this thing?

>You rub a hoof against your horn and shiver for a moment

A: Whoa... that was weird...

>You touch your horn again with the same gentle stroking motion

>It's like having your brain tickled with a feather

TS: Anonymous! What are you doing?!

>You sigh happily

A: I... I don't know! This just feels so good...

TS: Don't touch your horn! My horn! Ugh! Stop that right now!

>You do as your told despite everything and sit back down

>You run a hoof through your mane

>How soft your body feels

>It's as if you're a giant fur ball now and everything feels nice to you

>You run your hooves around your chest and down to your sides

TS: Anon! Stop touch my body like that! It's freaking me out!

A: I-I can't help i-it... so soft, oh lord... everything feels so -real- and -significant-!

TS: Ugh, I don't know what you mean... these clothes are hot and itchy on my skin and my nose feels too dry and my hands are cold. How do you live like this?

A: After feeling this -soft- fur, I don't know!

>You lightly trot to the couch nearby and try to sit down

>It takes a bit of practice, but you succeed

>After a few minutes of utter quiet from Twilight, you grow bored

>You rub your own belly in smooth circles with the tip of your hoof

A: Oh, that's the spot...

>Your leg twitches on its own

TS: Cut that out, you!

>Twilight puts down her book and stomps across the room to you

>She grabs your hoof and pulls it away

>Your body looking back at you like this, holding you so forcefully... it kind of excites you

>You were so right about the beard, you handsome fiend!

TS: Now, look, Anon! This is serious! I can't concentrate when you're doing... -this- kind of thing with my body!

A: I'm s-sorry... ah~, don't hold me like this...

>You blush as you feel a little moan desperately trying to escape

>You try to push Twilight from you, but realize how much stronger your human body is

>Twilight must not even lift!

TS: I need you to take good care of my body, got it? You can't leave this house. If anyone finds out, it'll be impossible to explain

>Twilight doesn't realize how tightly she is holding you or how close her body is pressing to your own

>You are getting really turned on from being so submissive

>Your hind leg lifts a bit to try and push your own body off your delicate pony frame

>Twilight's hand takes you quickly and pins your twitching leg

>You feel your new pony loins being spread by powerful hands and can't resist

A: Aah~! T-T-Twilight!

>She scowls

TS: Hey! Stop making those sounds! What if somep0ny hears you?

A: Y-you're the one humping yourself!

>Twilight looks down to see how she is holding you and quickly jumps up

TS: Oh my gosh... I didn't mean... I mean, you... me... ugh!

>You gasp for breath as your now female sex aches

>Your body tingles from horn to hoof

>A sudden and unusual wetness builds up at your nether region

>You can do nothing now save for placing your hoof on this tender spot

A: T-Twilight... I think you made it worse!

>You roll to one side with your hoof between your legs and press it tightly between your thighs

>You carefully hump your own hoof and drool a little

TS: Don't masturbate on the couch! I mean... don't masturbate at all! Control yourself!

A: H-How? It's like I'm on f-fire...

>You let out a girly gasp and press your sex again

>What you wouldn't give to have fingers right now!

>You look up to see Twilight standing above you

TS: Stop making those sounds... it's... it's effecting your body...

A: I-I can't stop! Ooh~! H-How do you handle this?

TS: Just calm d-down... clear you head... think of... bunnies!

>You attempt this method

>Clear head, not thinking about sex...

>Calming down, not thinking about sex...

>Bunnies in the meadow... soft, cute bunnies... mounting each other...

A: It's not w-working!

>Your voice becomes hollow as your hoof works you over

>Even if your inexperienced with being a mare, you are pretty good at this

>You finally feel that sweet, glorious release and your hips shake

>Twilight watches you in morbid fascination

A: Oh, so good... so good...

>You ride out your orgasm, but find yourself curiously unfulfilled

>You dare guess that you could go for another round without pause

TS: A-Anonymous... stop using me for dirty things...

>Twilight stands closer to you now and looks over her body

>You must look so inviting with your hips bucking and your hoof nestled neatly between you wide thighs

TS: I... I'm kind of... sexy... you know, in a bookish kind of way? Not being narcissistic or anything!

>You see a bulge in your pants and think about the most depraved things you could

A: Hey, Twilight... w-would it be masturbation if you... used my hands on -me-?

>She looks at you for a moment then to her fingers

>She curls them once or twice and carefully turns them

TS: A-Anon, we need to stop before it gets... out of control...

>You look up at her and try to imagine what a sexy face would look like

A: I see I... -you- have an erection... I could take care of my -own- erection, right? I mean... I know exactly what I like, after all...

>You see her start to sweat

A: Just, take off your clothes... I'll help you

>You sit up and quickly catch the zipper of the pants in your mouth

>As you unzip, you can smell your own scent in a way that is wholly delightful

>Your mouth waters and you think of the ramifications of what you are about to do

>Your sex bounces from its hiding place and you admire you own shaft for the moment

>From this angle, it looks extra large and thoroughly intimidating...

>This is making you so hot, you cannot believe it yourself!

>With no more thoughts rattling about, you taste your own maleness for the first time

>Salty, kind of soft on your tongue... it'll grown on you

>Your next move is to fully swallow your own throbbing manhood in your girly mouth

TS: Oh Celestia! This feeling... aah~!

>The moaning rings in your marehood and you feel even more lubrication spilling out of you

>Your face is filled with hot blush as you continue to suck on Twilight

>Within the minute of putting it in your mouth, you feel her hands take your face

>She squeezes a little harder than you'd expect, but the forceful feeling turns you on anyways

>You try to take her out of your mouth now, but she rams back in

>You really want her to give you a solid fucking

>She's too enthralled with your mouth, however, and seems to lose all control

>Your muzzle is long enough to take all of her hot sex, or so you think

>A sudden flood of cum catches you off guard and you gag on it

>It spills from your cheeks and pushes out of your nose before you finally decide to drink down any

>After Twilight finishes using you like a personal sex toy, she slides out of your mouth

>For no reason you can think of, you suck her as hard as you can on the way out

>You find you really enjoyed having a male in your mouth... though you assure yourself that you're not gay!

TS: I... I can't believe I just creamed my own face... that's... oh, Celestia... that's so hot... I look so good with stallion batter on my muzzle...

>She bends down and lifts your head up

>You get a deep kiss that completely throws you off guard

>A short tongue spears into your mouth and you try to reply as best you can

>Her tongue cleans your teeth and gums in a desperate search for cum

>She's making you swallow your own shame and, lord, does it heat you up!

A: O-OK... I did you... please finish me... I'm burning up

>You rub your hoof against your snatch and pearly stands of your girly fluids drizzle down your willing sex

A: Just... once inside... please...

>Your begging gets through and Twilight holds her used shaft in one hand

TS: I... I can't believe I want this so much

A: J-just... j-j-jam it in!

>You finally feel your own hot human sex force its way inside your awaiting hole

>The feeling of being on the receiving end of sex is absolutely incredible

>Twilight thrusts into with reckless abandon and you scream happily

>This feeling of something hot inside you makes your eyes roll back

>Each thrust parts your body so deeply and fills your little pony belly in such a perfect way

A: Please... I want to feel, ahh~! I want to feel -it- in me, ah~ ah~!

>Without a pause or a break, you feel Twilight stiffen up and slam her hips home once more

>Your thighs ache so blissfully and your flank is bruised from rough hands holding you securely

>A hot, slippery feeling enters your gut and it makes you shake violently

>You can't believe how heavenly it feels to have so much spunk pour into you

>You fantasize what it would be like to have multiple males on you, each filling you to the brim

>This thought is pushed aside as your body relaxes from the rough treatment

>You never thought you would be such a slut...

>You never thought you would be a pony either, so perhaps you are just overwhelmed by this fact

>Twilight doesn't remove herself from you for a few moments

>You bask in the wondrous sensation of warmth and fullness

TS: That was... intriguing...

A: I... I think we learned a good lesson about friendship today...

TS: No, I don't believe so... but, male anatomy from a first person perspective is much more fascinating than what my book describes

>You stare up at your face

A: It's kind of fun being a mare... I never knew how you felt when, you know?

TS: I see what all the jokes are about now though... two times and my body is exhausted!

A: I could go for another round...

>You smile and wiggle your hips from side to side

>Twilight's maleness slips from you

>A trickle of warm goo drips from your slightly gaping marehood and runs down your butt

TS: I... I need to use the restroom, excuse me

>As Twilight walks away, you call out to her

A: Make sure to sit down! It's tricky learning to aim!

>You giggle to yourself at the absurdity of it all

>You stand to your hooves and feel a bit more crème leak from you

>It's not entirely unpleasant, you think

>You do wonder how to clean up as a pony though

>Looks like you'll be learning a few basic lessons until you reverse this spell

>Twilight reappears and sighs happily

TS: What a relief...

>You smirk

A: I noticed you didn't wash your hands

>She looks at you curiously

A: It's a human thing...

TS: I see... do you know how to sanitize yourself? I see you can barely control your own vaginal muscle to hold in that mess...

A: I'm... I'm new to being a woman...

TS: I hope we can fix this before next week, for your sake

>You bob your head and look at her

A: Why? What happens next week?

TS: Something that you may have heard of, but could never possibly understand until you lived through it

A: Beg pardon?

TS: -That- time of the month

>Your feel your face flush and you look at your current body in abject horror

A: We should beginning magic lessons really, really soon... really

>Twilight laughs and covers her mouth

TS: First lesson... how to clean up after quickie!

>You blush and frown at your inexperience

>You think this will not be so bad

>After all, you never were so contented to go

>Fuck yourself!