"RGRE: Tiddies through Time"
By PoppedAnon (https://pastebin.com/u/PoppedAnon)

URL: https://pastebin.com/7ufrwyyh
Created on: Saturday 12th of September 2020 02:34:37 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Sunday 25 of October 2020 11:12:57 AM UTC


--[The first parts were written by another anon in RGRE, if he gives me a pastebin I will link it here]--

>You are Sunset Shimmer, and you have seen some weird shit.
>You're a unicorn that walked through a mirror and are now a human for Celestia's sake!
>But that hasn't been the strangest thing by far.
>After you and the girls fought off the latest big bad that got a Equestrian Magic boost, there were some unforeseen side effects.
>This time the magic was time based, and the artifact being used tore open time and space.
>Leaving you with your now house guest.
>You...
>An older and more mature looking you, but you none the less.
"So I know it's not much, but you can stay here until we sort this out and can get you back."
>"That's fine. I know it'll only take a few more days till you and Twilight get this fixed."
"Wait, how to you know that?"
>"Because I'm you, and I remember all of this."
"Really? Then what game am I going to play on my stream tonight?"
>"I can't remember all the details because it was a while ago. I remember the big picture things but not stuff like that."
"So I guess asking for the winning lottery numbers is out then, right?"
>"Yup."
>The door opens and Anon walks in with a take out bag in his hands.
>"Hey babe, heard on the news a group of women saved the day. I assume that was you so I brought you your favorite..."
>He stops when he sees your older self.
>"I'm sorry, I didn't know we were having company. I'm Anon."
>He introduces himself and puts the bag on the kitchen counter.
>"I cam see a resemblance, but Sunset has told me about her family. I know you're not her sister or mother."
>Older you smiles.
>"No, but you can call me 'Mommy' if you like baby."
>This bitch!
>"It's good to see you looking so young Anon. Not that you look bad now or anything."
>"I'm sorry, what's going on?"
"Due to reasons, this is myself from the future. She will be living with us for a few days."
>"Alright... are these reasons magical?"
"Yes."
>"Okay, so nothing really new then."
"Yeah."
>"I forgot how easy going he was when we were dating. I'm glad I snatched him up."

Meanwhile....

"How? How is this even possible?"
>You're Twilight by the way.
>Currently loosing your fucling mind!
>"A temporal side effect from the last villian you fought that used Equestrian Magic."
>Your older self explains.
>"In a last ditch effort they tried to open a hole in time and throw you all into the future, but you won and we got brought to the past instead."
"This doesn't make any sense though!"
>"Now I know what you're thinking because I am you and I've lived through this myself. So even though I know what you're going to ask, please don't. I even prepared a list of winning lottery numbers because I knew the other girls wouldn't do it themselves so you all can be financially secure."
"Uh huh, that's great. But I just have to ask."
>The older you sighs.
>"Go ahead..."
"How did your tits- my tits get that huge!? I mean look at me!"
>You emphasize your chest.
>Not to shabby if you do say so yourself, but her!
>She just chuckles.
>"Having kids will do that kiddo."
"Kids? As in more than one?"
>You have sex?
>At least twice!
"So, Timber and I..."
>You feel your face start to heat up.
>She then starts laughing.
>"Timber? Oh no, no, no, not him. He was fun as a first crush but he isn't meant for you. And you'll see why in a little while."
"Wait, what!?"
>"You're meant to have someone a little closer to home. Oh and a bit of advice, you should really be more open minded to that herd concept Sunset keeps going on about. I promise you won't be disappointed. I wasn't."
"That isn't funny, Timber and I are meant to be together! I'm not going to break up with him because you say so!"
>"I'm not trying to write your future for you. I'm just giving you some spoilers to help, I know you like flipping to the end of the book when reading a mystery. Always have since grade school when the math answers were in the back of the book. But I also never said YOU break up with Timber."
>Now you are confused.
>"Just wait and see these next few days. Trust me."


--[These are the parts written by me]--

"It's just so...big."
>"Ah, know ya said it about three apple pickin times."
"Well isn't because it's so darn big! What'd I do eat fritters 'til I burst an' then kept goin?"
>If you couldn't guess, you're Applejack.
>The one with a rump that don't jiggle all over the place.
>"Ah'd like to see you after three kids. Oh wait I do, when I look in a mirror every mornin'!"
>You're a bit shocked. Not at the kids, you're an Apple. You always knew that you were going to bear fruit, but...
"But so young? You look barely older than Mac is now."
>She looks up in thought, stroking her chin.
>"What year was this..? Yeah, I suppose I'm about a year older than Mac is now."
"Well if you're busy bein fruitful, who's watching the farm? Is Mac still livin the bachelor life?"
>"Nah, he found himself a good woman and got hitched. 'Non gets to lookin after the farm when I get a few months in. That janegirl act he puts on dries right up as soon as I start showing."
"'Non? Like Anon? Anonymous? That beanpole would snap in two if he ever did farm work, why'd ya hire him...?
>Now you weren't dim, but you felt your face get a little flush when you finally put two and two together in your head.
"ME AND HIM?! What fool thing was going on in my head to make that happen? Did I get into Granny's cider stash?"
>She started laughin like you just said that strawberries were better than apples.
"Well, at least I took responsibility I guess."
>"Woo! I'm gonna stop you before I bust by sides open. I know you don't think so now, but Anon's a good man. I won't say when, because it built some character in me, but when a drought hit and things got rough he made the difference in keeping the farm going."
>You let that tumble in your head a bit and just decided to accept it, and well.
"But do I have to be so big? Back there?"
>"You should see Rarity, one girl and she look just like her momma. At least 'Non's into that."
"What?!"
>"Talk to Sunset. Horse world is weird, but good."

"So you're here to tell me to never have a stress binge again. Thank you future me."
>"Sarcasm is hardly becoming of one who would consider themselves a lady."
>Through sheer will you keep yourself from sneering at your future self.
>Your thoroughly misshapen future self.
"No sarcasm, darling. We both have eyes and we both know what caused me to have such excess.."
>She growled.
"generousness."
>She frowned, but not deeply.
"Also, while I'm obviously ignorant of future trends I don't think that silver, harmony willing, highlights will be in vogue."
>"It seems the ignorance of youth can only be matched by the bitterness of virginity."
>You see red.
"YOU MOM-BODIED BITCH!"
>"Guilty on all counts, darling. Now how is the most expedient way of acquiring a 'mom-bod'?
>And your rage vanishes like the morning dew.
"No..."
>"And the 'highlight', is natural. The stress of a competitive career will do that to a woman."
>Your face burns, and your eyes grow hot
"My dreams, I never become a fashionista. Do I?"
>You feel her arms wrap around you, gently stroking your head, mindful of your coiffure.
>Thought you mocked them moments ago, her bosom is comforting. Like hugging mother when you needed the security that only a mother could grant.
"Please, tell me that he is at least a gentleman."
>"You must rid yourself of this base vanity when it comes to yourself, darling."
>You can't bring yourself to look up at her.
>"You see the inner beauty of everyone around you, and dedicate yourself to bringing it out so that they can see what you see. Be a little selfish and do the same for yourself."
>You turn your absolute mess of a face to her.
>"To answer your questions, I am THE name in fashion, and Anonymous is a wonderful husband and father. Truly a lord deserving of the name."
"...Anonymous? The janegirl from gym? I mean, I suppose he could be attractive...to some."
>"He doesn't stop until YOU'RE satisfied, and he likes that female lingerie fetish we have."
"Sold!"