Title:           A Mysterious Dress
Author:          Shammie
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First Edit:      Monday 26th of October 2015 01:54:32 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 2nd of November 2015 11:59:16 AM CDT

>You're silently enjoying your movie
>Suddenly, you hear your door bell ring
>You wonder who could that be
>You didn't order anything recently
>No relatives or friends were planning to visit you
>Nevertheless, you get up and open the door
>Nobody's there. Man, you'd think these pranks have become too old for modern kids
>You almost close the door when you notice a box on your doorstep
>Huh, you definitely haven't ordered anything in the past 6 months
>Maybe they messed up the address?
>You look around the box and see no actual address at all
>Now you're in confusion mode
>This seems very suspicious
>But your curiosity is greater than your suspicion
>You take the box inside and close the door
>It's cardboard so in a minute you're back with a knife
>Careful as to not damage the contents you tear a hole in the box and open it
>There seem to be a set of some kind of clothes
>Quite colorful you must say
>As you examine the clothes you notice some familiar patterns
>Cream colored ribbons
>Pink and white cloth and a brooch
>You try to piece this all together in your head but too tired to do it
>It's night after all
>You set a bookmark on your film to finish viewing it tomorrow
>You gather the clothing you pulled from the box and fold it back inside
>Leaving the opened box on the table you go to bed
 
>Morning seems unfriendly today
>You shouldn't have kept watching that movie after 1AM
>Good thing it's weekend, you don't have to worry about going anywhere
>Lazily you get out of bed and hed to do your things in the bathroom
>After all is done, your gaze falls upon the box from yeasterday
>You decide to examine it more thoroughly after you make yourself some breakfast
>Finishing the meal, you head to the box and once again pull out the contents
>They seem so damn familiar
>As unfold them on the table near the box your mind starts to piece some things together
>It looks like a dress
 
 
>Why would anyone send a dress to you?
>The address was definitely messed up
>But since there's no return address on the box
>You guess you can keep it until further notice
>You leave the dress and go to watch some TV
>As you sit on the couch you have this nagging feeling
>As if the dress is calling out to you
>Now this is getting creepy
>This is no ordinary dress and you have to find out what it hides
>As you get a full view of the dress you see a small card inside
>"Put it on and you will feel its magic"
>What the hell
>This is definitely creepy now
>The dress still calls out to you
>Even harder now that you are holding it
>The choise you're about to make is going to haunt you for your entire life
>You decide to put it on
>It's not like it's going to do anything
>You slowly put it on feeling the silk against your skin
>It seems to be a bit shorter than you expected
>But it still fits just a bit short around your legs
>Finally you are fully inside it
>It feels oddly soft and pleasant
>You look at yourself in the mirror and feel like there's something missing
>But this becomes unimportant when you realise how silly you look
>This dress strangely fits you but your physique is still a foregner in such a beauty
>As you walk around the room in it you have the less and less desire to take it off
>You just want to walk around in it al day
>It's just so soft and silky
>It's a bit loose on the lower half which is obvious but this doesn't stop you from admiring yourself
>You look gorgeous
>You just hope your friends would see you
>Wait, what?
>You snap out of your bliss
>What the fuck was that
>This is no ordinary dress
>It fucks with your mind with all these girly thoughts
>But it's so welcoming
>It's dark outside already
>It seems that you spent too much time walking around in this dress
>Time to prepare for bed
>You almost want to sleep in this dress but decide against it
>Wouldn't want to ruin it, now would you?
 
 
>As you do your things in the bathroom you still feel like you're in heaven
>You feel your body wanting more but you have to sleep
>You carefully fold the dress and go to bed
>You dream of big ceremonies and princesses
 
>You wake up refreshed
>The first thing is the lovely colorful cloth on he table
>You jump out of bed and run to the bathroom eager to put the dress on again
>What you see in the bathroom mirror surprises you though
>Your hair is longer and has a lavender hue
>That's not normal
>Also you feel a bit weaker than before but you dismiss it as a morning weakness after yesterday
>You finish your brushing and head to the kitchen to make some breakfast
>As you eat you feel like there's not enough plants in it but you still finish it
>Yes, the silky joy awaits
>As you put the dress on it feels natural, even more fitting than before
>It's not even that short anymore and not so loose on the lower half
>There's still something missing
>You look at the box again and notice some kind of glint inside
>You approach and immediately realise what was missing
>A tiara with a purple star
>You didn't know how much you needed it on you until now
>As you put it on you fell a short hum and then silence
>You look at the box and notice 4 golden things that look like they would fit on something round
>This confuses you
>They look like they're a part of the dress
>But you don't have a place to fit them on
>You get them out ofthe box and put them on the table
>Maybe you'll figure it out later
>But for now you're in infinite happiness over your looks
>You look loke a princess on her coronation
>Wait, that sounded oddly specific
>The whole outfit really looks like a princesses dress
>Wait a second
>The familiar colors, the tiara, the coronation
>It's Princess Twilight's dress that she wore on the coronation
>Why would anyone even order something so specific?
>And it's sewn perfectly for you
 
 
>This is becoming more and more confusing
>But at the same time you fell the dress bringing more and more comfort
>You could practically drown in its softness and peacefulness
>You almost want to wear make up, but that would be excessive even for you
>The lower half fits you perfectly now
>You don't even remember why wouldn't it
>As you look at yourself for the hundreth time it becomes hard to stand
>Maybe you've just stood too much
>Dresses are heavy, you know
>You sit on the couch with the dress on and feel something bounce on you chest
>This can't be happening
>A pair of tits have appeared on your chest
>As you're staring at them you realise that they feel very welcome in your outfit
>And this brings you even more joy as it gives you more suface to feel that godly softness
>The feelings are mind numbing
>You are daydreaming and don't even notice your hair elongating and changing color
>Nothing matters to you now
>Just the dress and you
>You hear crowds cheering for someone
>You instinctively reach for those gold things on the table
>They are chanting even. Someone's name.
>You put the things on your arms and legs. They don't seem to fit
>You notice that the crowd is looking at you
>You lose the feeling in your hands
>You wave at them. They are happy
>Your hands are hooves now. They perfectly fit in the gold "shoes"
>As you wave your hoof you notice that you are moving in some kind of vehicle
>The hooves are lavender in color and it spreads along your arms
>"Tw- -igh-! -wi- -ight!"
>Your face elongates forming a snout
>You are happy that this happened to you
>Your neck becomes longer and is covered in purple fur
>You've come a long way
>As your eyes become bigger they still are half-lidded and glazed
>This is your destiny
>You sprout a tail with the sam color scheme as your mane
>You are not alone. Your friends cheer for you too
>Your body becomes more pony-like with every minute of your dream
>You are a princess
 
 
>Months have passed since you've become the Princess of Friendship
>You're so happy
>It was so sudden
>And your friends were with on your coronation
>You wouldn't trade them for the world
>You're still adjusting to your new wings
>Sometimes you feel like you're forgetting something
>But those thoughts disappear fairly quickly
>You still have some strange memories involving your dress and a portal
>Maybe you drank too much punch on the night of the coronation
>You shrug off this thought and head off to read another book in your library
 
>The empty room was silent
>In the middle of it lie the box of mystery
>Whatever was in the box was gone now
>Only a note was inside it, unnoticeable at first
>"Send this to good hands. If I can't accomplish my dream, let it be someone else"
>"Signed, Spike the Dragon"