(FR) Magic Mirror in Equestria - One Shot

>It's another beautiful day in Equestria.

>You are Fluttershy, and you stand in the middle of your massive walk in closet.

>A wide array of tools and costumes line the walls that aid you in the attempt to discover Anon's Fetish.

"Maybe Anon would like catmares..."

>Taking a set of yellow kitty ears off of a massive row of hats.

>Tactically placing them in your hair, you look in a mirror and raise one hoof up in the air and give a wide smile.

"Hi Anon. Do you like catmares? Mew?"

>You trace your eyes over the well coordinated act.

>Whiskers! You need whiskers.

>Getting out your makeup, you carefully trace six kitty whiskers on your face.

"There! Today will surely work! This has to be it!"

>Happily trotting out of your humble cottage, you trot down the worn road to Anon's house.

>Maybe today Anon wouldn't kick you out of his house... literally.

>You still had some bruising on your underside, but it's nothing that makeup couldn't hide.

>Plus, if anyone found out, Anon could get in trouble.

>If something happened to Anon... you don't know what you would do.

>Your happy trot begins to slow into standing crawl.

>He's never going to love you.

>You've been trying every day for years to guess his fetish, and nothing has worked.

>Even the times that you've felt so sure that you were right.

>It's almost as if... guessing his fetish wasn't the way into his heart.

>Maybe it wasn't.

>Maybe you just had to try dating him like all of the other ponies did.

>It seemed so simple and easy.

>Perhaps, today is the day to try something different.

>Today, you will ask Anon out on a date.

>With renewed confidence, you continue your journey.

>"Psssst."

>You leap ten feet into the air and begin to hover in place.

"W-who's there?"

>Slowly a dark shadow reveals itself from a thick patch of trees.

>"It is I..."

>The shadow begins to form itself into a pony-like figure with piercing red eyes.

>"King Sombra."

"W-what do you w-want?"

>"Simply to help you my dear."

"N-no thank you. I-I'll j-just be going now."

>You begin to quickly fly away when his voice calls out to you.

>"I can guarantee that you will win Anon's heart."

>His words cause you to freeze.

>Could he really mean it?

>Guarantee?

>You slowly make your way to the worn dirt path and turn to him.

"H-how?"

>"I believe I've heard Anon say many times that he was not interested with our species."

>It's true.

>Anon says it almost everyday, but there is no way he knows what he is talking about.

>He has to see that someday he will love you.

>He just has to.

>Nodding your head to King Sombra, he begins to form a devilish smile.

>"Then what I can do for you is quite simple..."

>You unconsciously move towards him, hanging on of his every word.

>His voice sounds soothing and gentle, but strength lies behind his words.

>"I will make you human."

>Your lungs do not seem to cooperate at the news.

>How could he do this?

>Why would he do this?

>Sombra produces a small mirror with his magic.

>"This mirror is made of the same material as the portal that sent Twilight after Sunset Shimmer for her crown."

>You try to look into the mirror, but he pulls it away from you.

>"Gazing into it will transform you into a human, just like Anonymous. Then, gazing upon it again, will return you to your natural state."

>Stepping away from this great temptation, you decide to talk business.

"W-what do I have to do to use it?"

>He smiles and gives a dark chuckle.

>"To use the mirror once? Absolutely nothing my dear."

"R-really?"

>You step up to him, and he hands the mirror to you.

>Just before gazing in the mirror, you look away.

"What if I need to become a pony again?"

>He gives a smile that only a demon could wear.

>"We can discuss that after you have Anon in the center of your hooves. Hmmm? What do you say."

>He extends a hoof.

>The mirror feels heavy in your hoof.

>You set it down, and meet his hoofshake.

>Picking the mirror back up, you stare deeply into it.

>The first thing that you see is your hair, which remains long and pink, and your skin still seems to have it's signature yellow, but the fur is gone.

>You notice your face is now shaped much more similarly to Anon than to a pony, but your eyes seem to remain the same size.

"Oh... my."

>Raising a hoof to your face, you check to see if these features were real.

>Wait, how could you have one hoof holding the mirror, and another touching your face.

>This doesn't feel like a hoof at all!

>Your eyes tear away from the mirror to look at your hoof, and you drop the mirror in shock.

>Yet it doesn't make a crash.

>Sombra disappears along with the mirror.

>Your hand now looks like a smaller, yellow, petite version of Anon's hand.

>Both of your hooves look like this.

>In fact, the world seems significantly taller now.

>Looking down at your new human body, you notice that you were now wearing a white shirt with no sleeves, and a short green skirt.

>Two large green boots also adorned your feet, shielding your sensitive feet from the rough road.

"Okay Fluttershy, you can do this. Just one confident step after another."

>You reach down and pick one small white flower from the surrounding flora with your new fingers, and place it in your hair.

>This just has to work!

>It just has to!

 

"God Damnit. She's late."

>You continue to toss a ball, similarly shaped to a racquetball that was given to you by Rainbow on your first day, at a wall of your home.

>It's not much, but you had to pass these mornings somehow.

>Catching the ball in your hand again, you carefully examine it.

"When she is late, she usually has something crazy planned."

>Getting up out of your comfy chair, you ponder if it would be wise to just get out of here now, and not deal with whatever she has planned.

>Then again, she will just be back tomorrow, just like every other day.

>How could Fluttershy be so dense?

>You just couldn't bring yourself to fuck a pony, and you have told her this more times than she can count.

>Maybe today you can just drive the point home.

>You need to control your temper better too.

>If somepony found out about the abuse you've cause her, shit could hit the fan.

"Maybe I'll just shit before she get's here."

>Two confident knocks at your door break your train of thought.

"Of course! Right when I have business to attend to."

>Storming towards the door, you yell at her.

"Fluttershy, for the LAST GODDAMN TIME. I. WILL. NOT. FUCK."

>You nearly rip the door of it's hinges pulling it open.

"A...."

>A teenage human girl stands in front of you.

>"Anon... I'm not a pony anymore."

>It was her.

>There was no mistaking it.

>The skin color, hair, voice, and eyes were all dead on to the Fluttershy that constantly barraged you with fetish attempts every single day.

>Especially the eyes.

>The eyes were almost exact.

>The worst part was, she was.... she was...

>Hot as fuck.

>"I'm a human Anon. Umm... does this mean that maybe... sometime..."

>Everything about this girl turned you on.

>The pristine legs.

>The shy and timid demeanor.

>Even the way she was twirling her hair right now because she was nervous.

>She was so... so...

>Young.

"Uh... Fluttershy... how old ARE you in pony years?"

>She looks up at you, not as much as normal, but enough to make your heart stop for a moment.

>"Um... 16 years Anon, but Twilight said that ponies here live longer than ones from Earth..."

>She doesn't get the point.

"Fluttershy... from Earth... we had a word for girls like you."

>She looks up at you curious and hopeful.

>"Fiancé?"

>Oh god, she is so cute like this.

"No... jailbait. You are too young for me Fluttershy."

>The greatest temptation stands you directly in the face, and it is taking every ounce of will power you have to resist it.

"I-I'm sorry... I just can't."

 

>W-what?

>NO!

>You cannot lose him!

>He slowly begins to close the door.

>You jump on him and wrap your legs around his crotch and lock lips with him.

>Anon goes down hard, and hits his head on the hardwood floor, dazing him.

>Kicking the door shut, you make quick movements to make for his pants.

>Undoing his pants was ten times easier using fingers than hooves.

>You quickly rip down his pants and underwear and begin to stroke his manhood.

>It begins comes to life, missing the sensations that he had unwillingly abandoned so long ago.

>As you lick his member, it slowly reaches full-mast.

>It's now or never girl.

>You place yourself over Anon, and feel his massive cock begin to rub your human clit over your panties.

>Everything feels so different as a human.

>You haven't felt this alive before.

>As much as you would love to stay in this heavenly foreplay, you aren't sure when Anon could come to, so you pull aside your underwear to reveal your glistening sex.

>Aligning him to go inside felt nearly natural, as if it was something pre-programmed into your human brain.

>As you push him inside you, you finally feel truly at one with Anon.

"Oh Anon... you feel so good... like a perfect fit."

>You begin to push yourself into him, and slowly slide him out of you.

>It was difficult to find a position, but it was simple once you placed your hands on his chest.

>"Stop Fluttershy. Damn it... this isn't right."

>That's weird. He isn't fighting like usual.

>He won't look at you.

>Then, all of the pieces come together.

"Are underage human girls your fetish Anon?"

>He goes silent and stares at the window looking outside.

>"It's the skirts. The fucking skirts. Every goddamn time."

>You did it!

>You finally did it!

>Wrapping Anon in your arms, you take a deep whiff of his manly scent, which seems to be even better than you imagined.

"Oh Anon, I just knew you would love me..."

>He pushes you off of him with ease, and jumps to his feet.

>"That doesn't change that it's wrong Fluttershy. Get out of my house."

>W-what?

>N-no!

>He can't leave you like this!

>You finally did it!

>Anon quickly pushes you outside with a red, flustered face and tries to close the door on you.

"I did it though! I don't understand."

>He stops, and looks at you, and at your skirt.

>You see his member throb when he sees your feminine juices running down your leg.

"M-maybe come back in a few years... or maybe if we can get some sort of permission or if we can make sure it's won't get me in jail."

>He looks at you, and then closes the door in your face.

>"FUCK!"

>His voice and curses carry on into the middle of the house, until his voice goes beyond earshot.

>Looks like at least now you have a chance.

>As you begin to skip towards a law advisor to figure out if you can legally mate with Anon, a terrifying thought occurs to you.

>What effect could this have had on the Elements of Harmony?

>Was this all a part of King Sombra's master plan?

>What would happen if he attacked and the Elements were powerless, just because you wanted in Anon's pants?

>Then you remember the feeling of his thick rod sliding in and out of you... the way he made you feel whole.

"Off to a law advisor! I wonder if Twilight knows about these things... Oh! Maybe she knows some sexy human tricks."