- >>If you didn't believe in God before
- >>You might have been praying to him now
- >>You know, if you still had any memories of your past life
- >>You were a quick learner
- >>You got the hang of your new pony body relatively quickly
- >>It still feels retarded, however
- >>Your body is slow to react to the input of your mind
- >>Your motor skills are less than mature
- >>Complex actions are not possible
- >>And as you sit at the supper table with a hat sandwich presented as dinner,
- >>There sits BonBon the Destroyer
- >>Lulled into a state of repose
- >>Because, now, you inhabit Lyra's body
- >>And somewhere out there, that witch is in yours
- >>You resolve to get it back, of course
- >>But you have no idea how, yet
- >>You can't shake the artificial, uneasy smile painted on your features
- >>Or the sweat that runs down your equine face
- >>It never ends
- >>“You okay, sweetie?”
- >>BonBon asks, putting down her sandwich and looking at you through concerned eyes
- >>You nod, hastily and with energy
- Oh... oh yeah! Never been better!
- >>You dare not tell her who you are or what happened
- >>She makes a train wreck out of your face whenever you get remotely close to Lyra
- >>What do you think she'll do if she finds out that you switched bodies with her?
- >>She goes back to eating her sandwich, slowly
- H...hey, do you think, uh, I could... you know
- >>You channel Fluttershy
- >>She raises her eyebrows, lowering her dinner in her hooves
- >>“Spit it out, Lyra!”
- >>You can't help but squeak and shiver
- T..t...think I can go to the Library?
- >>She looks at you weirdly
- Alone...?
- >>“Sweetie, the library isn't even open yet”
- >>You perk up
- >>Your ears flinch uncontrollably like radar towers
- What time IS it?
- >>“It's like two in the morning, dear. You were so obsessed with whatever project you were doing...”
- >>You realize that your next work day hasn't even started yet
- >>This was all taking place so fast
- >>You ponder a strategy
- >>But you are interrupted
- >>“Speaking of which, you've been acting really weird ever since. Are you sure you're okay, Lyra?”
- >>Growing more and more confident in your ability to control this body, you hinge your head up and down and smile
- >>You still had to get used to the whole 'naked' thing, though
- >>Your tail also didn't ever do what you wanted it to
- >>New body parts, missing body parts
- >>It was tough, but you were doing okay
- >>As long as no one throws a curve ball at you too quick, here
- >>“Good!”
- >>BonBon smiles at you and finishes up her sandwich
- >>You force yourself to ingest the one in front of you
- >>Apparently, you still have your human sense of taste
- >>You force down the urge to blow chunks
- >>Hay is good for you, now
- >>Better just go with it
- >>“So, now that dinner is done...”
- >>You stand up from your seat and look to BonBon with a smile
- >>This isn't too bad. You're managing, you're maintaining
- >>BonBon the Destroyer, here, thinks you're Lyra so you're completely safe
- >>“...It's my turn to be on top tonight!”
- >>Well, that explains a lot. The home wrecker comment suddenly makes sen...
- >>Your smile fades to black
- >>Wait
- >>wut
- >>She looks at you seductively, creeping closer and closer
- >>“And you've been so good with that big, thick horn of yours...”
- >>You need an adult
- >>Immediately
- >>Your eyes cross as you look up to the horn jutting from your forehead
- >>Oh Celestia
- >>You don't know where you've been!
- >>AUGH, Oh this is disgusting
- >>Your skin is crawling
- >>You trot in place, shutting your eyes
- >>You need a shower! You need a shower!
- >>“I'm gonna treat you to a very special present~!”
- >>You take a step back
- >>Can you manage a run?
- >>No, no way
- >>You're not THAT confident in this body yet
- >>Even while walking, you sometimes trip up on your marshmallow hooves
- >>Wait
- >>Idea
- >>You're a unicorn
- >>You got magic up in this!
- >>You brace yourself and hang your head low
- >>You aim the horn at Lyra and puff your cheeks out as you hold your breath
- >>Immobulus!
- >>IMMOBULUS!
- >>WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!
- >>BonBon cants her head at you, wondering just what the hell you're doing
- >>“What in the name of Celestia are you doing?”
- >>You lose your breath and heave
- >>Your tongue rolls out of your lips
- >>Nothing
- >>Fucking horn is useless
- >>Your eyes widen as your body jukes
- >>BonBon slips under you from the side and hoists you on to her back
- >>“Come on, Betty Humpter”
- >>What the hell?
- >>She starts carrying you through the house
- >>“I've got a bone to pick with you.”
- >>You quickly find yourself thrown down on your back
- >>A soft, plush bed catches your fall
- >>You curl your hooves nervously under yourself
- >>You move your tail between your legs, covering your marehood
- >>Why do you even HAVE a marehood?
- >>None of this should be happening
- >>What the hell did you do to deserve this?
- >>BonBon throws herself on top of you, pinning you down with her forehooves
- >>She gazes upon you with an unquenchable lust
- >>You try to push her away using your own hooves, but miss her shoulders
- >>Her lips come down upon yours and take what they want, your faces fitting together like a glove
- >>“Mmm~!”
- MMFF~!
- >>Your hooves flail upwards around her body, helpless to do much of anything
- >>A hoof presses sensually against your cheek as she finally pulls away
- >>A line of spittle bridges your mouth to hers
- >>Your pupils shrink to pinpricks
- >>For the first time, it feels like, you've realized how truly precarious your situation is
- >>She hungers for another kiss, and takes it
- >>You are powerless to stop her
- >>You attempt to buck, to rock her off as if she was a cowboy in a rodeo
- >>Celestia have mercy on your soul for what you just did
- >>She lifts away from you and looks down, excited
- >>“Oh~! Now you're in the mood!”
- >>Oh dear Celestia, no
- No, BonBon. Listen to me. You're making a mistake.
- >>You're willing to suffer the consequences of truth in this case
- >>She eyes you suspiciously
- I'm a human.
- >>The butchy mare rolls her eyes
- >>“Not this shit again...”
- >>You raise an eyebrow, uncomfortably
- >>“Alright, just for you, we'll work some role-play into this. Just for tonight.”
- >>She happily bounces off of you and onto her hooves at the side of the bed, making her way to a decorated wooden chest at the other end of the small room
- >>You bounce off of the bed and land on your hooves as well, albeit less gracefully
- >>Being the clever Anon you are, you take a fast stock of your surroundings
- >>There's a door that leads to the rest of the house, but you don't know exactly where the front door even is
- >>And BonBon is blocking it
- >>To your left is a large glass pane window
- >>But you have no idea how high up you are
- >>And you really don't make a habit of leaping through fucking glass
- >>You are brought back to the situation when you hear a rubbery snap
- >>BonBon whirls around, putting her hoofs on her hips
- >>“Look, Lyra! It's your favorite~!”
- >>The mint coloring of your face drains to be replaced by a bleached white
- >>You recoil in unprecedented horror
- >>“Mr Johnson and the juice crew~!”
- >>The window crashes as you take a leap of faith
- >>You hit the ground with all the grace of a walrus before you scramble to your feet and beat the best sprint you can with your new body, tripping over yourself the whole way
- >>“Lyra?! Lyra~!!”
- >>BonBon the Destroyer calls out from behind you
- >>You're not sure where you're going
- >>Or where you SHOULD be going
- >>But as your hooves clop against the cobblestone infrastructure of Ponyville, you have only one thing in mind
- >>That you almost UNDERSTAND Lyra's actions, now.
- >>But that doesn't change the fact that you're going to kick her ass
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The Story That Never Was - Chapter 25
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