- >Day wizard in Equestria
- >You are an ancient wizard, forgotten by time and history
- >Long ago you were a powerful mage, willing to do anything for a price. Pranks, parties, a genocide here and there. It was all fun and games
- >Then Celestia got a little butthurt over a silly joke and thought it’d be funny to imprison you in your greatest tool after you pranked her for a new lava lamp and half a donut
- >You’d tried to explain to her that it was jelly filled, but she didn’t care
- >But once you’re released you won’t have to go on some stupid ass side quest to retrieve aforementioned tool and can just get back to business
- >At least she had stuck you in the one jar that you had pimped out with magic. Who doesn’t want a swingin’ pad named Jeremy?
- >Maybe they could even pay us for a job. You had been unemployed for…200 years now?
- >All you have to do is be patient and wa-
- >The bland brown background past the green tinted glass walls suddenly shifts an inch, and your wizard pad is tilted to the left
- >A large assortment of potions, snow globes, and lava lamps slide off their shelves and smash into the ground
- “Son of a bitch, who’s the dumb motherfucker who’s wrecking my wizard shit?!?!”
- >Your home is jostled again, and suddenly pulled upwards
- >The dank cool dirt wallpaper is suddenly replaced by a painful white light, and you have to cast a Level 12 Sunglasses spell to save your retinas
- >The landscape around you had changed quite a bit. It was a dull yellow, with little tufts of fur poking out
- >Looked pretty damn soft. Did the color of the grass change
- >A giant blue eye suddenly pulls into view, and you jump back and raise your hands, green lightening crackling at your finger tips
- “Back! Back I say you evil demon! Release me from Jeremy at once or face my wrath!”
- >The eye suddenly gets smaller, and you’re cast into the air as the jar drops
- >Slamming into the ground, you’re thrown roughly onto your couch as it crushes your alchemy table, potion shelf, and comic collection
- “Hey man! Those were priceless collectors editions! You know how hard it is to find Colonel Corn comic nowadays! They’re only made in dimension Alpha Sub-Charlie 47!”
- >The green tendrils now surrounding your home claw at you as you’re lifted back up to the giant blue eyeball.
- >”Hello? Is there somep0ny in there?”
- >You dust off your wizard cloak and adjust your wizard cap
- “Yes, there is someone in here man! Now would you mind unscrewing the cap so I can stop being tumbled around! You know how uncomfortable it is being inside a jar for 2 centuries? The AC sucks and the TV only gets BET!”
- >The eye flies upwards, and the green tendrils that you now recognize as the real landscape grasp Jeremy’s ass again
- >The ceiling is suddenly turned, and with the hiss of depressurization it’s pulled away
- >Blue sky and white clouds sit high above, and fresh air floods your home
- >Casting a level 42 Teleportation spell (outlawed at most major wizard schools for multiple incidents of illegal activity involved with said teleportation) and a Level 7 growth spell, you’re full size once again and released from your home
- >Wiggling your bare feet into the grass, you breathe deeply as a cool breeze blows through your bright green wizard hair
- “Oh, you have no idea how wonderful it is to be out of that jar! Jeremy can get a little stuffy after 50 years, so these last 150 seemed to just drag on forever!”
- >Turning to your savior, you find a tiny horse staring up at you
- >Crouching, you scratch it behind the ears
- “Where did you come from? And how on earth did you get such a great color scheme?”
- >The horse seems to blush, and mutters a “Thank you”
- >You quickly cover your mouth with one hand and cast a level 56 Calm the Fuck Down It’s Only a Talking Horse Spell
- “Say, could you tell me where I am? I’ve been locked in ol’ Jeremy for a long time.”
- >”W-well, I think I could tell you…but information d-doesn’t come cheap mister!”
- >You snicker.
- “Oh, so you know how to handle a wizard then, eh? Afraid I’ll cast a spell on you before world domination?”
- >She laughs with you. “No, it’s just been a while since a human has been around. I’ve used the last one all up.”
- >You immediately stop laughing
- “What.”
- >She turns and presents her yellow folds, dripping loudly like a faucet, and right on her button is a glowing metal ball
- >The aura coming off it hits you like a freight train, and you immediately recognize the mind control enchantment on the clit piercing
- >The warm orange glow seems to draw your eyes, and your mind grows numb
- >”Go on Mister Wizard…take a lick.”
- >You attempt to cast a Level 106 Anti-Rape Spell, but your mana has been drained by the powerful aura pulsating from this yellow horse’s vagina
- >You fall to your knees and prepare to service this tiny horse
- >It seems that Rape is indeed Magic

