>You don’t have magic.
>Those words have been stuck to the back of your mind since Twilight told them to you.
>Not only did the flashy vortex bring you to this colorful world of magic and ponies, but it also made you into a magicless little filly.
>Stupid vortex, you were a grown man once with a job, and a dream.
>Now you’re just a little filly with no magic, no wings, no dick!
>Until this morning, well the magic anyway.
>Still no dick.
>”Hello! Equestria to Anon.”
>Shaking you out of your internal monolog is Scootaloo, as the other two just watch.
“Huh? What? Who’s turn, is it?”
>”It’s yours silly.”
>Scootaloo said letting go of you, while Apple Bloom looked concerned.
>”Are you ok, Anon?”
“Yeah I’m fine. Just lost in thought, that’s all.”
>”Thinking about how you stood up for featherweight today.”
>Sweetie Belle chimed in.
>”That was really cool, Anon. It was like you’ve done that before.”
>”Yeah you dashed on in there pushed Diamond Tiara away, and stood ready for a fight.”
>Scootaloo had gotten a little excited as she stood in the middle of the group, flapping her wings and scraping her hoof across the clubhouse floor.
>As they started to talk about what caused Diamond Tiara and Button Mash to fight each other, you thought back to that moment.
>You had charged up to Diamond and jabbed your hoof into her chest.
>Told her that if she wanted to be rude to somepony, that she would have to talk to you first.
>Then you felt it. Felt the very words you said leave you, or something. You don’t really know, but what you do know is that a shimmer of light passed between your hoof and Diamond’s chest.
>After that she just turned and left.
>It’s been puzzling you for the rest of the day. Was it a trick of the eyes? Was it magic? You don’t know, and it doesn’t seem likely that anyone else will believe you.
>”Anon!”
“Yeah! Right, sorry. My turn, right?”
>”Well yeah, but what do you think cause Button Mash to turn on Diamond Tiara?”
“Oh well clearly she caused him to die in that game of his.”
>Sweetie Belle looked smugly over at Apple Bloom.
>”See told you. He’s always in that game of his.”
>”I just don’t get it,” Apple Bloom shook her head, “why would anypony get upset at dying in a game. It’s not real.”
>/Oh you sweet innocent child. You are lucky your technology is behind mine, or you would not say such words./
“Why did Featherweight have to take pictures of them fighting? It’s the same thing. Tiara got into Buttons thing, Button got into Tiara’s face, and Featherweight got himself into that fight by taking pictures.”
>”Yeah.” They all said in unison.
“Speaking of Featherweight. How much film does he go through?”
>They all looked at each other, shrugging their shoulders.
>”Well if we’re all done talking about what happened today,” Apple Bloom looks at you, “I do believe it’s your turn. Truth or Dare!”
>Truth would probably force you to speak your mind.
“Dare.”
>It was Apple Bloom’s turn to wear a smug look on her face.
>”I dare ya to go buck on of my apple trees as hard as you can.”
>The other two looked towards you as you thought about it.
>You don’t have any earth pony strength. Hitting an apple tree with all your might is going to hurt, but on the other hoof.
>”If ya want to quit, you can go ahead and drink from the sour bowl.”
>The sour bowl. A combination of all the sour things they could get, lemons, orange juice pulp, a bunch of sour candies from Bon Bon, and some plants Apple Bloom said have a very sour taste. Just thinking about it makes your lips pucker up.
“Fine. I’ll go buck your apple tree.”
>That sounds dirtier than it needs to be.
>Scootaloo’s face frowned a bit as you got up and walked outside the clubhouse.
>Picking the tree that was across from you, you made your way down the walk ramps.
>The sky was just starting to turn orange as Celestia lowered the sun. Still doesn’t make sense to you.
>Walking up to the tree you turn around and face the clubhouse.
“So I just have to kick it right?”
>”As hard as you can!”
>Dang it, you were hoping she would have forgotten that part.
>Taking a deep breathe you bow forward a bit and allow your flank to raise up, bringing your back hooves close to you, and….Thud.
>You're pretty sure the tree never even felt you, as your head shook and rattled your brain.
>You can hear Apple Bloom and Scootaloo laughing from the clubhouse.
>Once your eyes have stopped jiggling you retort.
“Ha ha, very funny.”
>”S…sorry, Anon. It’s just your head…up and down!”
>”Well how about you show her how to do it instead of laughing at her.”
>Applejack appeared to your right, causing you to jump out of your skin.
>”He, sorry sugarcube. Didn’t mean to scare ya.”
“Well my heart is still in my chest. I think.”
>”Well why don’t ya settle it down with some fresh apple pie.”
>”Ain’t that for the cart Big Mac is taking somewhere tomorrow?”
>Apple Bloom said as she and the rest of the CMC joined you and Applejack down below.
>”Well he ain’t gonna miss no little pie. Especially if it gets little Anon’s heart back into her.”
>Applejack placed the pie on top of Apple Bloom’s head.
>”I also came down here to tell y'all not to stay up too late. Ya’ll got school tomorrow and we don’t want Miss Cheerilee getting angry that y'all are falling asleep on her.,” Applejack booped you on the nose, “Especially you. Apple Bloom knows what she’s in for if I receive a letter, but I’m not too sure how Twi would handle it.”
>You scrunch your nose looking down at it like a frog was dancing on it.
>”Don’t worry Applejack, we’ll get to sleep at a good time,” Apple Bloom started making her way back up to the clubhouse, “Come on girls. Let’s dig in.”
>Taking your focus away from your nose you follow Sweetie Belle back into the clubhouse.
>After a few more go rounds, some pie, and a humiliated Scootaloo, you all decided to turn in for the night.
>Of course your new body decided otherwise.
>Jolting you awake with a hunger in your belly, and heat between your legs.
>This is one of the few times you're glad your cock is gone. Otherwise this tent would reach the roof.
>And rolling your head over to see Apple Bloom’s legs spread wide does not help your phantom penis.
>Rolling in the opposite way you try to get back to sleep.
>To bad your ghost boner has other plans, as you try not to please yourself.
>You know you get this way from dreaming, but you can't remember it, nor why. The only thing that comes to mind every time this happens ate two words.
>Consume and control.
>Absolutely no idea what they're connected too.
>A tap comes from outside the clubhouse, like something was thrown at it.
>Tap…..tap…...tap
>All right already. You weren't trying to get back to sleep or anything anyway.
>Getting up you cross over to the far side of the clubhouse and listen.
>Tap
>Great you have a direction. Now to find this bitch.
>”A...Anon? What's that sound?”
>Great Scoots woke up now you won't be able to curse the bitch out.
“Someponies throwing rocks at the clubhouse, for some reason.”
>”Why did they have to do it this late.”
>Scoots yawned at the end of that, standing up while she did it.
“I don't know but I'm going to give them a piece of my mind”
>Scootaloo followed you to the door.
>”I'll come too.”
>”Find anything Anon?”
“No Scoots, just like the last thirty seconds you asked.”
>”Sorry, just making sure.”
>You knew that Scootaloo was scared of the dark, but gesh, she'd think something was gonna jump out and eat…
>Something pulls you down through a bush.
>As you prepare to meet your maker, or whatever brought you here. Praying for a quick death she speaks.
>”What did you do to me.”
>Opening your eyes you are face to face with Diamond Tiara, and she looks pissed.
“What?”
>”What did you do to me!”
>She shook you a little on that one.
“Let go of me.” You jammed your hoof into Diamonds chest. She let go. “And what are you even talking about.”
>”Back at school when you shoved me, you told me that if I ever wanted to insult another pony I'd have to talk to you. Well here I am, after I tried to insult myself for the last few hour's!”
>Diamond’s face turned more and more to confusion and fear as she spoke.
>Oh she's crazy. For sure crazy, crazy. Yet it made sense.
>No, no it did not. If she couldn't at all say insults to others without talking to you. How did she find you?
“How did you find me then? Last time I checked you weren't invited to this sleepover.”
>You barely heard Diamond as she spoke about a pinging in her head that came every time she tried to insult something.
>You were too focused on the light that emitted from your hoof, to Diamond's chest, and made its way up to her head.
“Don't you notice that?”
>”Notice what?”
>Diamond looked down at your hoof.
>”Your hoof in my chest? Yes I noticed that, though I can't do anything about it.”
>You looked at her face. Of course you could do something…..click.
>Control
>You told her to talk to you if she wanted to insult somepony, you told her to let you go.
>You vag is pulsing and dripping.
>Oh you can't do this.
>Yes you can look tell her to shut up.
>”Will you stop staring into…”
“Shut up.”
>Diamond’s words fell off. Her eyes went wide with fear, but her mouth did not move.
>Oh no I can't. It's not right.
>Do it!
>Well if one was enough for Anakin, it's good enough for you.
“Listen to me Diamond Tiara, “She put her focus on your voice, “I am your Mistress, and you are mine. My slave, my servant, my property. Everything that you do is in service to me. You will do as I command of you without question. Do you understand.”
>Diamond nodded, her eyes still showing fear.
“You are glad that you are under my control now, urm, and you will continue to be happy for all things that I have you do, and yeah that's it.”
>You need to work on that.
>Diamond's face slowly worked its way from one of fear to joy, with a smile on her face to boot.
>Taking in your work you test out this power of yours. Taking your hoof away from Diamond’s chest you begin.
“Raise your hooves to your head.”
>Diamond complied.
“Stick out your tongue, and touch your nose with it.”
>Diamond began looking like a dog with its paws raised.
>You giggled.
“Ok, you can stop that now, and you may speak.”
>Putting her tongue away, and lowering her hooves. Diamond looked up to you with a smile.
>”What now, Mistress?”
>Why did you tell her Mistress.
>Your tail flicked as a wave of heat left your flank.
>Oh right.
>”Anon! Anon come on. This isn't funny.”
>You forgot Scoots was out here too.
>Flick
>Oh alright, but I would like it noticed that I attempted to take the high ground here.
>Wink
>Yeah I know you don't care.
“Stay here.”
>”Yes Mistress.”
>You followed the sound of Scootaloo as she tipped toed her way through the orchard.
>Carefully placing your hoof around Scoots neck you pull her in.
“Hey.”
>You're pretty sure Scoots just pissed herself.
“Ha.”
>”That wasn't funny.”
>Scootaloo tried to pull herself away, but you held on.
“Come on it was a little bit funny.”
>You watch as the magic moved towards her head.
>”Yeah, maybe a little.”
“Good. Also I am your Mistress now, and you are my slave. You will do whatever I ask of you without question, and you will be grateful for everything I make you do, and for being near me. Understand.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>Scoots immediately looked at you with a more genuine smile.
>Let's roll with this saying.
“Come here, Diamond Tiara.”
>And came she did, as quick as her hooves could take her.
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“Let us all return to the clubhouse.” You looked at Diamond's actual tiara, “ but first give me your tiara.”
>Diamond Tiara sat on her flank and took her tiara and places it on your head.
“Good now let us go.”
>”Yes, Mistress.” They both sang in unison.
>After you reached the clubhouse you found both, Apple Bloom,and Sweetie Belle still asleep. Good.
>Placing your hoof on them one at a time, you still didn't understand the full might of this power, you whispered into their ears about you being in charge, and that they serve you now, etc,etc.
>With all your little slaves now awake and sitting next to each other you lay down on your back and expose yourself.
“Diamond you were my first slave, so you get to please me first.”
>”And how do I do that, Mistress?”
>Shit.
“You come and place your mouth right next to my vag, and either lick or suck it, until I come.”
>As soon as your words left your mouth Diamond moved to position and began licking like a dog.
>A very sloppy dog, but nonetheless it was doing the job.
>To be frank you really weren't doing much yourself. Hooves are hard to masturbate with.
>You really didn't get that much time to enjoy it as you climaxed like a preteen seeing boobs for the first time.
>Nor are you getting much time to recover as Diamond was still going at it. Licking all over down there. No sense nor rhythm to it, but what did you expect….oh geez.
>You had thrusted your hips forward, causing Diamond's tongue to press inside.
>Glorious
>You reach up and grabbed Diamond's head and forced her down.
“Reach….make your….tongue reach inside…”
>Falling back onto your back you keep your hooves on Diamond's head, as she pressed her lips against yours. Sucking up your juices and pressing her tongue in and out.
>And you wanted more. More inside of you.
>Gah you are not getting dicked that is a line you will not cross.
>A dildo than mutherfucker. It don't matter, but something is going up inside!
>You thrust once more releasing a wave of your fluids.
>Diamond was sucking as you water blasted her. She started coughing will still trying to please you.
“S...stop….stop..”
>Diamond stopped pulling herself back to breathe.
>”Did...did I mess up, Mistress?”
“You...you did..well.”
>As you were recapturing your breathe, you began to feel just how wet you are down there.
>How much of that is you, and how much is Diamond is unknown.
>Your vag starts to cool down as the wetness does.
>You are starving! You wish you know how long until morning was. You're tempted to eat one of these four fillies.
>Speaking of eating. You might as well reward Diamond for nearly choking on your fluids.
>If you can stay awake.
“Diamond.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“You've done well. Now for your reward.”
>”What is it, Mistress?”
“I eat you now.”
>”Of course, Mistress.”
>You fail to hold back a yawn. Maybe you'll just errk.
>Several things are happening at once. First there's the fact that Diamond Tiara has just shoved her for hooves into your mouth and her head is following shortly.
>Second, she tastes amazing, like a well seasoned piece of meat. If that seasoning was salt and something else you couldn't describe.
>Third, it wasn't painful. Even as her head was being fully enveloped by you.
>And finally, you were enjoying this. As you moved a hoof to your neck to feel Diamond's hooves slide by as her head began to make its way towards the back of your mouth.
>Releasing what you believe to be a sigh of enjoyment. Both your hooves move down Diamond's body, reaching her flank, and helping her by pulling her into you.
>Your tongue moving around as Diamond Tiara was slowly consumed by you.
>You were starting to lose yourself to this bliss, when she stopped moving.
>Her head had reached your throat, but was halted due to there being no space for her to move between you and the floor.
>Grunting as the moment was ruined, you twist your hips and toll to the right. Cause Diamond's legs to freak a bit before you started getting them to sit up on her flank.
>Taking a moment to relax a bit you taste her once more. Her salty taste was probably due to her freaking out all day.
>Finished with your moment you began to swallow again. Slightly pushing down onto the rest of Diamond's body to get her down.
>Bringing one of your hooves to your throat again you can feel Diamond's head start to move its way down, as her fore hooves did before.
>As her head moved closer and closer to your stomach, your back began to hurt from how you were bending to get the rest of her in.
>Diamond's head had just slipped past your throat, allowing you to swallow a bit faster now, with her biggest part inside.
>Getting yourself comfy on your flank, your for hooves each gripping a side of Diamond’s flank.
>Oliupe.
>Tossing your head up, gravity starts to take the work from you as Diamond slides a bit faster down.
>Bringing both of your hooves to your gut you feel Diamond's head start to enter her new home.
>A few more gulps and there. Diamond's head was flung into your awaiting gut, quickly followed by the rest of her as gravity helped you being her in.
>After her back hooves made their way into your gut, you could feel Diamond making herself comfy.
>Releasing a burp that shook the clubhouse you flopped onto your back, causing you to burp again.
>After taking a few moments to catch your breath, and listening to your stomach moan and groan. That you noticed how wet you were again, and that Diamond had stopped moving when you sat her up.
>Probably not enough air. All well she didn't need it anymore.
>Burping again did you remember that the CMC were right next to you watching the whole thing.
>Looking over you could see that they were all breathing heavily.
“Welcome...burp..oh, come on over and rub my belly you three.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>As they approached, you could see that they all stared with both fear, and surprise.
>Well you were surprised too, but now that while consume stuff from your dreams makes much more sense.
>As they started rubbing your belly Sweetie Belle piped up.
>”Are you gonna eat us to, Mistress?”
>Was that arousal you heard from her?
>You thought about. Yes, yea you did want them inside you as well. You'd never felt this full before. This bliss before.
>Releasing another burp as your stomach churned its meal your common sense came back to you.
>They all have families, who will notice them when they're gone.
>Well except maybe Scoots, but her whole family situation was weird.
>You didn't want to stop. Heavens no. This may have been a complete surprise to you, but you're not gonna look a gifted horse in the mouth.
“Yes, Sweetie Belle. In time all of you will be within me. In time, but first there are many things that lay in my way.”
>”Like what, Mistress?”
“You need not worry my little ponies. Let me focus on that. All you three need to focus on is ensuring that no one else finds out, you hear?”
>They all nod.
“You all need to continue with your lives normally. To ensure no one else finds out. I will bring all the others into my light. I will call upon each of you to aid me, but outside of my direct orders to you. Live your life's normally. I will handle everything else.”
>They nod again, as you burp again. Your stomach working hard to break down your meal.
“Now let's get some sleep. We've got a busy day ahead of us.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>They cuddle around you, and you give each of them a lick to not only taste them, but decide who will be next.
 
>You hummed a song to yourself as you made your way to the clubhouse.
>Celestia was just barely raising the sun above the horizon.
>The fresh morning air making you eager for apple bucking season to start.
>Reaching the foot of the clubhouse you can hear somepony snoring up a thunderstorm.
>You hope those fillies got enough sleep with that noise.
>Maybe you should let them sleep a little bit longer, but than all that food you had going would be wasted.
>Those fillies will be just fine once they get a nice big breakfast into them.
>Especially Anon, you're not quite sure what Twi’s feeding her, but it doesn't seem like enough.
>Oh, you're sure Twi’s making sure to feed Anon what she needs to grow, but there is a difference between…
>As you opened up the clubhouse door, your first sight is that all four of them cuddled together, like there was a thunderstorm or something.
>How cute.
>Then the next thing you noticed is how big Anon’s belly is.
>Shoot that's what you'd hope it would look like after she had breakfast.
>This just proves your point. There's feeding them what they need to grow, and feeding them what will make them grow.
>Now the question is what in tarnation did that little filly eat?
>You only brought them one pie, and Apple Bloom know a better than to grab anymore, and to not eat off of the trees.
>Did they have some hidden stash in here, if so it had better not all have been candy.
 
>Your stomach squished against you as you slowly woke up.
>You didn't want to wake. You just wanted to keep dreaming that dream.
>You can still taste Diamond Tiara on your tongue.
>You can still feel her sliding down into your belly.
>Your world of attempted sleep reinsertion was being cruelly destroyed by someone shaking you.
>Yet your belly acted weird.
>It seemed to lag a bit behind. Weird.
>Your world was shaken again, followed by a voice that seemed a tar distance away.
“No. I don't wanna wake up yet.”
>”You have to wake up silly, or ya’ll miss breakfast.”
“Breakfast don't matter compared to sleep.”
>”He. Well I'll give you that miss chubby tubby.”
>You crack open your eyes too Applejack shaking the pile of fillies that was the sleepover.
>You could see Scootaloo raising her head and looking around.
>”What time is it?”
>”It's time for breakfast sugarcube.”
>Applejack looked down towards your belly.
>”Although maybe little miss chubby tubby could do without some.”
“My belly isn't chubby.”
>Honestly you must have been drinking last night. Your stomach feels huge, and you swear you had just put your head down.
>”Oh I'm pretty sure.”
>Applejack grew a grin on her face.
>You've seen that look before.
>Twilight wears the same one whenever she...oh no.
“No, no please, Appl..”
>To late Applejack has begun her reign of raspberries on your stomach.
>Leaning up to try and push her away, as you giggled yourself into madness. You saw it.
>Your stomach inflated to an abnormal size.
>For a moment you question what the hell happened last night. Then it all came back.
>Every detail of your figuring out your powers to consuming Diamond Tiara.
>Still laughing thanks to Applejacks assault you attempt to..ah there it is.
>That shimmering light that reprogram their minds, had a direct path to Applejack's head.
>Now if only you could speak through your laughter.
“S..s...st...stop! Stop!.”
>Applejack halted her assault looking down upon you with smirk.
>”See told ya chubby tubby.”
>Using your whole body to rotate yourself onto your stomach, you feel the remains of your meal squish around.
>Doesn't feel like she's a puddle yet.
>Still some solid mass to her...oh geez never mind.
>As you put pressure on your stomach to stand what remained of Diamond Tiara broke apart, causing your stomach to shrink a bit from the sudden reduction of mass.
>Burp.
“Oh, excuse me.”
>”I'll excuse you as soon as you tell me what in pony feathers you ate last night.”
>Attempting to walk with your newly acquired mass is weird.
>Thankfully you still got to Applejack, even if you did wobble on the way.
>Wrapping your hooves around her one hoof to not only stabilize yourself, but to also make the connection again.
>Yawning to look up at Applejack to see her look down to you waiting for a response, was a little bit terrifying.
>Thankfully instead of pressing you Applejack just stood there waiting for you to respond.
>Bingo connection made.
“Well Applejack I'd firstly like to say that I am your Mistress now, and you are my slave. You will do what I tell you to do without question. Do you understand.”
>”I sure do, Mistress, but that doesn't answer my question.”
>Great its one of those mind control abilities.
“Well as your Mistress you have no right to ask me such questions. None of my slaves do. Understand.”
>”Yes , Mistress. I apologize for my mistake.”
“Good. Although to give you an example of what is expected of you. This,” you sit on your flank and rub your now slightly smaller stomach that was about to your knees.” is what remains of Diamond Tiara. Speaking of which.”
>You look over to the CMC whom have put away all the sleepover stuff.
“Sweetie Belle, my tiara, please.”
>”Of course, Mistress.”
>Sweetie Belle used her magic to place the tiara on top of your head.
>Now you feel fancy.
>Applejack looked confused.
>”Wait so are they..?’
>She pointed to the CMC.
“Yes Applejack, they are my slaves as well. In fact everypony is mine slave, I just have to wake them up and so them the light. The very light that the four of you now see. That I am your Mistress. Everything you do is for me, and you will all serve with a smile on your face and a spring on your step as you all work towards the ultimate prize.” You shake your belly. “Being consumed by me. Yes that is what all your efforts are for. Is to become a part of me, something far greater than yourselfs. Understand my slaves.”
>”Yes, Mistress.” They all chimed.
“Good. Now like told these three last night Applejack. You are to live your lives normally. Absolutely no discussions about me being your Mistress, nor of what happened to the ponies I consumed.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“You will ensure that I am not interrupted by those who do not yet see the light, and unless I give you an order you will not stop doing your normal routines.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Also you will only call me Mistress when we are alone.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“Now let's go get that breakfast.”
 
>The walk to the Apples home was a lot longer than you remembered.
>Then again, you had a second passenger with you this time.
>Or what was left.
>Looking down to your gut, as you continued to the house, showed that it had shrunk down a little bit more.
>Not enough that it won't go unnoticed, nor stop being cumbersome.
>Lifting your head back up you finally see the house in view.
>It sucked carrying a second pony, even that pony is partially digested.
>Looking to your slaves who were walking next to you talking away on something you couldn't be bothered with. You got an idea.
>Shame it only to you this long to think of it.
“Applejack, be a dear and carry me on your back.”
>”Of course, Mistress.”
>Stopping in her tracks, Applejack lowered herself so that you could climb on top of her.
>After getting comfy. Applejack stood back up and resumed her conversation with the CMC.
>Something about zap apples.
>As you approach the house you saw Big Mac strapping himself into an apple cart.
>Nopony else around.
>Couldn't have asked for a better moment.
“Applejack take me to Big Mac. Make sure I'm close enough to touch him.”
>”Of course, Mistress. Now you three head inside and get ready for breakfast.”
>”Ok Applejack.”
>Apple Bloom spoke for the group as they ran inside.
>Applejack continued to head for Big Mac.
>”Hey Big Mac, yeah got everything ya need.”
>”Eeup.”
>Honestly it confused you big, Big Mac is and yet he never spoke that many words.
>Even as Applejack proceeded to name of an entire list of things to ensure he had them all.
>Big Mac spoke oh so little.
>Well you didn't really need him to speak as you were able to make the connection while Applejack ran her mouth.
>Having her stop so you could tell Big Mac what you've said plenty of times before.
“Now go on with your duties.”
>”Right away, Mistress.”
>And there he went. Off into the sunrise, to make this world a better place. One apple at a time.
“Alrighty then AJ lets go get some breakfast.”
>”Right this way, Mistress.”
 
 
>Breakfast was meh.
>Not that it didn't taste good, it tasted great actually.
>It just didn't fill you up.
>Not that you needed anymore filling.
>You stomach was still sloshing around filly soup.
>But after getting Granny Smith under your control.
>Though that doesn't seem necessary, still better safe than sorry.
>You really just spent the whole breakfast looking over the CMC.
>Trying to decide who was next when Twilight walked in with Pinkie right behind her.
>This was not planned for. Deer eyes in oncoming traffic, activate.
>”Hey Applejack. Girls.” Twilight looked at your gut. “Wow Applejack, you really don't waste any time do you.”
>”Well what can I say sugar, it's an Apple tradition.”
>”You know sometimes I think you're trying to see how much a pony can eat before they burst.”
>Applejack set the last pancake on a plate.
>”Twi, I would never do that. If a pony burst then they can't eat no more, and that would just be a waste.”
>Pinkie made her way to the pile of pancakes.
>”Ya know I once tried to eat a whole bunch of little candies that went all fizzly and poppy in my mouth, and I thought I was gonna explode!”
>Pinkie finished by tossing the pancakes up into the air like the exploded.
>Catching each one on the tip of her nose before chowing down on them.
>She's a super freak, super freak. Pinkie’s freaky yeah.
>You looked over to see Twilight looking at you.
“You not, mad are you?”
>”No. I know full well what Applejack would do to you. So here's my advice. Don't sit still for too long, or you're gonna feel like you have to poop all day.”
“Ok first, ew didn't that. Seconded, we have school today. All we do is sit.”
>”Don't ya worry your little head there Anon.”
>Applejack said as she was putting dishes in the sink.
>”Miss Cheerilee’s has experienced this before. She'll make sure you're alright.”
>”Yeah, I remember when Scoots came to school after our first sleepover. Scoots belly was touching the floor.”
>”Shut up Apple Bloom. I don't want to remember.”
>”Why cause you fell over during class.”
>”Now hold your horses you two. There ain't gonna be none of this kind of talk at the table. Ya hear.”
>”Yes, Applejack.”
>”Good now why don't you fillies start making your way to school. Anon is gonna need the extra time.”
“Ok.”
>You all said as the CMC got down from the table, and went to go grab their bags.
>You did the same. Grateful that you were in the clear this time.
>You'd have to be a bit more careful with your next meal.
>At most you'd say your stomach has been working for about two hours.
>And it was just above your knees.
 
>You waved goodbye to Twilight and her friends.
>After A few minutes of silent walking Sweetie Belle chimes up.
>”Mistress, why didn't you do your thing with Twilight, and Pinkie?”
“It's simple Sweetie. There were two of them instead of one. Either one of them would have noticed what I was doing to the other. So for now, patience is key.”
>”Oh, ok.”
>”But what about school? The other student? Miss Cheerilee?”
“Well first, it's none of your concern until I involve any of you. So hush. Second, once again, patience.”
>With that the conversation swapped over to something you didn't care for.
 
>Ugh you were never, never eating somepony before moving far distances, ever again.
>Your hooves felt like you were running back and forth between the school and the apple house.
>Not to mention how your spine just wanted to bend you in half backwards.
>Ugh.
>You were either gonna have to eat before bed, or get somepony to be your ride.
>Finally, after what felt like ages you arrived at the school.
>There were already some students here.
>All in their own groups or within sight of each other.
>Patience Anon. Patience.
>First you deal with your gut, then everypony else.
“I'm gonna head inside and relax before class starts.”
>”Ok Anon. Just remember not to sit for too long.”
>You shot a look at Scootaloo, who chuckled before going with the other two.
>Upon entering the classroom you find Miss Cheerilee sitting at her desk.
>Along with some more students sitting in their seats.
>”Good morning. Anon what did you eat?”
“Sleepover at Apple Bloom’s.”
>The look of concern turned to understanding on Cheerilee's face.
>”Ah. Had yourself some of that sweet apple cooking did you.”
>Yeah, not really.
>Had some sweet filly falay.
>Yeah that doesn't make much sense no that you think about it.
>You're no good at food puns.
>”Well you can take the back seat in the first row. So you can lay down without bothering the other students.”
>Finally you can stop standing.
“Thank you Miss Cheerilee.”
>”No problem. You look like you've ran a mare-a-thon.”
>You lay down on your side. Your back cheering in relief.
“My back wants to collapse on into itself.”
>Miss Cheerilee gently rubbed your back as she took of your bag.
>”You'll be just fine. Just make sure you pay attention and don't fall asleep.”
“Yes Miss Cheerilee.”
 
>With the sound of the bell ringing for lunch, came freedom from class.
>As students emptied the classroom to go outside, you went the other way.
>Making your way to the little fillies room to dispose of your breakfast.
>After a smooth removal. You did a quick check before flushing.
>Weird. You'd think there would be some bone in there. All well.
>With the remains removed your stomach was a lot smaller now.
>Still a bit pudge. Not to much.
>Like a you'd just eaten a decent sized meal.
>Moving to the sink you look at your flank in the mirror.
>Was it bigger? Didn't really look like it, but you never really looked at your flank before.
>”What did you do to her.”
>Holy snozberries.
>Turning around fast enough to cause whiplash you faced. Silver Spoon?
>Oh thank the heavens.
>For a moment you thought it was gonna be Diamond Tiara.
>”Well?”
“Well what? What do you want.”
>”My question answered. What did you do to her?”
“Do to who?”
>”Diamond Tiara. She was acting weird after you shoved her yesterday. Now you come to school wearing what looks to be her tiara. What do you do to her.”
>Were you still wearing that?
>Silver had pushed onto you.
>Backing you up into the wall until your noses were touching.
>Lewd.
>Wasting a few seconds by pretending to stutter as your light wrapped around her head.
>Jackpot.
“Do you really want to know.”
>”Yes. That's way I'm here. Duh.”
“Then be quiet, don't move, and listen.”
>You took Silver’s head in your hooves, and guided it to your belly where she listened to the sound of your stomach gurgling away the remnants of her friend.
>”I don't get it. All I hear is your stomach.”
“Exactly. That's all that remains of your friend. Is this bit of pudge on my stomach.”
>Silver started to shake a little.
>”W...what?”
>Silver attempted to push away from you, bit you held strong.
“She became a part of me, Silver. She is one with me now. Just like you will be in time. Don't move, don't move.”
>You said as Silver started to struggle more. Stopping as the words left your mouth.
“I am your Mistress, and you are my slave. You will do whatever I ask of you without question because you enjoy serving me, and just like your friend. If you prove yourself worthy. You can be consumed by me as well. Do you understand.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Once you leave this bathroom you will continue to live your normal life. Like this whole conversation never happened, until I tell you to do otherwise. Do you understand.”
>”Yes , Mistress.”
“Good. Then leave and return to your normal life, until I call upon you.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>You let Silver go, and watched as she left.
>Listening as she started to sadly walked off.
>Looking back in the mirror. You think your flank did get bigger.
 
>The bathroom door squeaked as Miss Cheerilee entered.
>To see you staring at your flank in the mirror.
>”Is everything alright, Anon?”
“Yes.”
>You say as you bring your ass to the floor.
>Cheerilee walked over to you and patted your head.
>”Your flank looks fine, Anon. Since you're so concerned.”
>Hugging her hoof when Cheerilee set it back down, you looked up into her face.
“You swear?”
>”Yes I swear,” Cheerilee booped your nose. “nopony is going to make fun of you.”
>Bazinga.
“Be honest Miss Cheerilee. How does my flank look?”
>”Its big and plump, and stallions would love it on a mare.”
>You looked up to her wide eyes, and she looked straight ahead.
>”Why did I...I need to leave… let go Anon.”
>Miss Cheerilee stood up and tried to free herself from you.
“Sit still.”
>Cheerilee planted her flank back on the floor.
“I was not expecting that. Why do you think stallions what this on a mare?”
>You were genuinely wondering. You just expected some fat comment.
>Cheerilee was visibly concerned.
>”It's happened to me so many times. Stallions would leave me for mares that had bigger flanks, who didn't talk about goals so much.”
>Ok, you do not want to go there.
>”They also left…”
“Enough! Please enough. Just be quiet and listen…”
>After you've given Cheerilee the whole talking to, you looked back at your flank.
>This could be a problem down the road.
>You had better be…
>Your stomach interrupted your thought as it cried for food.
>”Sounds like you should go eat, Mistress.”
>Crap. You didn't grab anything to eat for lunch today.
>Your stomach was not pleased.
>Entering the hall you thought about getting the CMC to split their lunch with you.
>Assuming they didn't eat it already.
>”Silver Spoon, why are you still here?”
>Looking up you see Miss Cheerilee talking to a Sad Silver just sitting up against the wall.
>Silver muttered under her breathe.
>Probably about her missing friend.
>Your stomach growled and your mouth watered.
>No, we got lucky with Diamond, not including her parents who will be wondering where she went. We don't need the added risk of Silver’s parents too.
>Groan.
>Of course I remember how good Diamond tasted.
>Rumble.
>Well yeah the belly rubs felt great, but that doesn't mean that…
>Gurgle.
>Looking back at Silver after your internal debate, made you lick your lips.
>Your stomach grumbled, reminding you of how full Diamond made you feel.
>As you walked towards Silver Spoon and Miss Cheerilee, you punched yourself in your mind for letting your stomach talk you into this.
>Hopefully it wouldn't bite you in the ass.
 
>As you approached, both Silver Spoon and Miss Cheerilee looked at you.
“Cheerilee do you have any private rooms?”
>Cheerilee looked taken back.
>”Anon, you will…”
>Right you forgot they don't know about each other.
“Quiet. Both of you are already my slaves. Now answer my question.”
>”I have a lounge I use to sleep when I work late. Will that work, Mistress?”
“Will we be bothered?”
>”No. Students are allowed back there.”
“Then yes. That will work. Take me to it.”
>Cheerilee walked back down the hall.
“Come along Silver.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>Following Cheerilee to the back of the school house, as she opened a door with a sign that read, teachers only.
>Following Cheerilee inside you entered a room designed for a foal.
>Sky blue paint with clouds and smiling suns on the walls.
>Shelves stocked with toys, clothes, and diapers.
>A blanket, pillow, empty bottles, and a waste basket of used tissue paper were in the center of the room.
“Cheerilee, what's with all the baby stuff, and bottles?”
>”I used to hope I would have a foal of my own one day, but as the years passed I realized it wasn't going to happen. So now I come here to drink and cry myself to sleep some nights.”
>You and Silver shared a concerned look before looking back to Cheerilee.
“That's, that's a little depressing Miss Cheerilee.”
>”I know, Mistress.”
 
>Well this was unexpected.
>Your stomach growled, interrupting your pity for Cheerilee.
>Moving to the center of the room you sat in front of the pillow.
“Alright Silver Spoon, take off your glasses and necklace.”
>Silver did as she was told.
“Good, now come here.”
>Silver moved to be right in front of you.
“Are you ready to join your friend and become a part of me.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>Wrapping your hooves around Silver, you pulled her into you. Opening your mouth as her muzzle approached.
>Your jaw extended itself to allow Silver's head entry inside.
>You're still amazed that it doesn't hurt.
>By all logic this should be impossible, yet here it is.
>Though a lot of things that happened shouldn't be possible.
>It's magic bitch, ain't nothing to explain.
>Silver's head was soon engulfed by your mouth. Her mane tickling the top of your mouth.
>Putting a hoof to your neck you could feel as Silver began her trip down into your stomach.
>After a few moments of hard work getting up to Silver's chest, did you notice that she didn't taste like Diamond did.
>Diamond was more flavorful, were as Silver was meh.
>Probably cause Diamond was all panicked and what not.
>Ah well, too late now as you reach the halfway point with Silver. Grabbing her flank and tossing your head up.
>You align Silver so that gravity can help her slide on in.
>As Silver's head started to fill up your stomach you noticed Miss Cheerilee sitting there, watching the whole thing.
>Miss Cheerilee's eyes were wide with shock as Silver disappeared inside you.
>Silver's flank moved passed your lips, you gave her snatch a few licks before it moved beyond your tongue’s reach. Silver shook a little.
>After a few more gulps, Silver's back hooves were traveling down towards your stomach.
>After all of Silver was inside your gut you fell back onto the pillow letting out a belch as you did.
“Get comfortable Silver. I don't want you moving to much.”
>All you heard was a muffled noise was Silver moved a bit before stopping.
>Looking back over at Cheerilee who was staring at the bulge Silver had become.
“Come over here Cheerilee, and run my belly please.”
>”Y..yes, Mistress.”
>Cheerilee moved to sit next to you. Her hooves making small rotating circles on your stomach.
>Taking in the moment you belch again as your stomach for tighter around Silver.
>Looking back up at Cheerilee, who had started slowly moving across your belly.
“Did you enjoy the show?”
>”I'm not sure how to feel about it, Mistress.”
“Well then tell me about it. We're not going anywhere anytime soon.”
>”On one hoof it bothers me as both you and Silver are my students, and I never thought that any creature could do what you did, Mistress. It seems impossible. Yet I know that all your slaves are to join with you, and I am happy for Silver, but I'm also a bit sad that it wasn't me.”
>So Cheerilee still thought of you as her student. Interesting. You don't just override previous memories, you just seem to implant new ideas and hijack the brain to your needs.
>Useful for them returning to their normal lives as you don't need to worry about them slipping up and calling you Mistress in public. Yet it could also hinder you if you get someone and their daily life doesn't put them near you if you need it, or you can't remember who is yours.
>You're gonna need a way of tracking ponies…
>The bell began to ring, bring lunch to a close.
>”I should return to the other students, Mistress.”
“Soon, give it a few minutes. When you do return to class give them an excuse for mine and Silver's disappearance, and tell the CMC that you need to see them after class is over, and bring them to me after the other students have left.”
>”Yes,Mistress.”
“Good. Now get going.”
>”Yes, Mistress.”
>As Cheerilee left the room you began to doze off into sleep as your stomach gurgled away.
 
>You awoke feeling fully refreshed.
>Yawning as you stretched out your limbs.
>You had rolled over while you slept.
>Opening your eyes you see an empty bottle in front of you.
>No wonder you dreamt about drinking.
>Rubbing your stomach with your hoof you can feel the bump that remains of Silver Spoon.
>How much time has passed?
>Sitting up to look around.
>You had almost forgotten about the whole baby thing with this room.
>Still depressing.
>Looking at the clock on the wall, told you that school was still going for about another hour.
>Jeez, looking down at your stomach’s reduced size.
>How fast did this thing digest?
>Hm.
>Lunch only last an hour, you must have spent a large portion of that in the bathroom, as when it came to eating Silver, Cheerilee had only been rubbing your stomach for a few minutes before the bell rang.
>School last about eight hours not counting lunch.
>Three in the morning, and five for the afternoon.
>Of course one hour of that five is just ‘free time.’
>Aka, need to waste your time so I can get paid thank you, Miss Cheerilee.
>Rubbing your gut for its quick process, you also give it a pat. It jiggled.
>So on average it should take about four hours for a filly or colt your size.
>Well that helps to give you a time reference for the future.
>Standing up you look to your flank.
>Oh this one was big. A lot bigger then before you slept.
>Now this could be a problem later on.
>But that was a problem was for the future you, right now all you needed was to go empty yourself of Silver.
>Making your way down the hall you could here Cheerilee giving her lesson. You couldn't really make our what she was saying.
>Entering the bathroom you proceed to dispose of your lunch.
>As you washed your hooves you could see your flank in the mirror.
>Turning to point your flank at the mirror you looked back and start twerking.
>You flank bounced and jiggled, wiggle and waggle. You wonder how Cheerilee would feel about your flank now?
 
>Returning to the baby room you wonder what to do next.
>You didn’t feel the need to go back to sleep.
>So you just explored the room you were in.
>Eeup, a bunch of baby stuff.
>Clothes, toys, diapers, bibs, etc, etc…
>Deciding to waste some time you pull out some of the puzzles.
>They were stupid easy to solve, duh, but with your lack of hoof control it was a little challenging to put the pieces in place.
>Namely the square.
>It seemed to get stuck in its hole every time you put it in place, and it wasn’t the ‘give it a little nudge and it will fall in’ stuck.
>You either pushed it gently enough to fall in, or it just tilted to the other corner.
>Bored with them, you put the puzzles back.
>You looked around the room again, trying to find something to do.
>Your eyes stopped at the clock.
>Really only ten minutes passed?
>Now you were really trying to find something to eat up your time.
>Looking back to the center of the room you notice Silver’s glasses, and necklace.
>Grabbing the necklace, you found it had a magnetic lock to keep it on you.
>Putting on the necklace and glasses you head back to the bathroom.
>Cheerilee was still droning on about her lesson.
>Looking yourself in the mirror you put on several different faces.
>From smug, to snotty, to shock. and whatever else you could think of.
>The glasses and necklace didn’t really suit you.
>Taking them off you look back and focus on your tiara on your head.
>You watched as it sparkled in the light.
>Now this suited you, wait a minute.
>You brought your flank up parallel to the mirror.
>It shrunk!
>What, there is no way you did anything even remotely close to burn off a single ounce!
>Or whatever made up an ounce. Was there something smaller than what ever made up an ounce.
>You knew there were grams, but grams is too small. Plus grams get burned off just by breathing.
>Ah, whatever. Right now you have an ass that is going flat.
>Which shouldn’t be possible, you ate two ponies your size.
>Hell your stomach should be bigger than you, now that you think about it.
>Wait, could it be that your metabolism is so high that you can just burn through fat?
>No that didn’t sound right. You chalk it up to your new powers.
>Magic bitch, just accept it.
 
>You lost count of the number of times you had been bouncing this ball on your head.
>It really didn't matter, you were just killing time.
>You resisted the urge to look at the clock on the wall.
>Didn't move any faster the last time you checked, it would…
>Hallelujah.
>The bell has finally rang.
>Hitting the ball hard you listened at it bounced around the room.
>You could hear the sound of the class leaving.
>Each going on with their day, happy to be free of school.
>After a few more minutes your servants arrived.
>Cheerilee opened the door, letting the CMC inside.
>”Anon? I thought you and Silver got into a…”
“Quiet Sweetie Belle. I had Cheerilee bring you here to discuss the plan for tomorrow.”
 >”So Miss Cheerilee is one of us?”
“Yes she is Scootaloo. Now all of you come here.”
>They all did as you commanded, sitting in front of you.
>You spent a few minutes explaining the plan for tomorrow, as far as their roles where.
>The CMC would come to school as early as possible in order to be your lookouts, and stoppers.
>Miss Cheerilee would keep track of how many of the students were yours, and which ones weren’t, but she would also ensure that if you were working in the classroom before school started, that you wouldn’t be bothered by students trying to enter from the outside.
>Though you would probably just stick to outside the classroom for your work as that held some high risk for you.
>After ensuring that they all understood their roles for tomorrow, you sent them on their way.
>You left your tiara in the room for you to wear tomorrow during school.
 
>When you arrived home, you made your way to the kitchen to grab a snack.
>Grabbing as many cookies as you could fit into your mouth you move upstairs.
>Spike was around here somewhere, he never really left this place.
>A bit odd, but if you were still human, you'd probably agree with his neetness.
>God you hated walking up and down these stairs.
>That weird tree couldn't be bothered to put in an elevator in this castle.
>You know they exist in this world, being the wielder of harmony couldn't get you a damn elevator.
>Oh, but what use would an alicorn, and a unicorn have with an elevator when they can warp time and space.
>Magic sucks.
>You were never gonna have their magic, you got your own kind of magic.
>It didn't even let you teleport.
>That's like the most basic item of magic, in any form. Teleportation.
>Ok telekinesis was the most basic thing, but still.
>As you finally reached your floor, you had already eaten all of the cookies, you take a moment to catch your breath.
>”...not a thing. Is it?”
>”Well it's not something I've seen before, but it is Pinkie.”
>”This is so weird.”
>Good news. The two housewives are here.
>The bad news. So is Pinkie, and they're all together.
>Great.
>”It's okay Starlight. Twilight didn't understand either, until we went to a swamp, and found Fluttershy, and met some frogs,  and got chased by a mean looking hydra.”
>You pushed opened the door that hid this conversation from your view.
>It was one of the rooms Twilight converted to a lab of some sorts.
>She had one for different things, you never really understood why.
>Spike was sitting on a couch, eating some gems. While Pinkie was strapped to a strange looking thing.
>”Remind me to not go on a journey with Pinkie alone.”
>”Good luck with that.”
>”Wait, what? Twilight.”
 
>As Starlight moved with Twilight to various parts of the machine, you moved over to Spike.
“So what's happening?”
>”Twilight is trying to make a machine that can read the magic within ponies. Pinkie is here to be a test subject once Twi can get it working, and Starlight is learning about Pinkie sense.”
>Spike ate another gem like he was watching some drama go down.
>Hopping on the couch you laid next to Spike, watching as Twilight worked with the machine.
>Starlight was asking Pinkie some questions about her abilities.
>”My Pinkie sense makes different parts of my body twitch and wobble, like my tail twitches when something is gonna fall, or my knees for something scary, or my…”
>”I get it Pinkie. So when did this come about?”
>You moved your hoof over to Spike, barely touching him with it.
>Spike didn't notice.
>”Well it started out on the rock farm, falling rocks, falling into a ditch, falling into a hole, tripping over rocks while carrying rocks, my mom when she barges into a room cause we were being too loud.”
>Honestly it sounded like Pinkie was a child slave, which is weird with her being as happy and go lucky as she is.
>Like she was trying to cover up the pain of the past.
>”Then when I moved here it change to falling plants, tools, pegasus, balls, cakes, pianos…”
>Who the fuck drops a piano?
>”Ok, I get the picture, Pinkie.”
>”Then you see why Pinkie is a great first test of this machine. With it we'll be able to measure not only her magic, but where it is mostly likely to be the strongest.”
>You lean over and whisper into Spike’s ear.
>Bringing him to your side.
>Spike whispered back his understanding of his new place in life.
>”Chilly back, nose scrunch, back legs wobble, right eye twitch.”
>Both Starlight and Twilight looked over to Pinkie.
>”Well? What was that one?”
>”I don't know.”
>Twilight moved back to working on the machine as Starlight just looked shocked.
>”Aren't you supposed to know?”
>”Well this is a new one, just like when Twilight tried to explain it with science. My whole body would shake in the air, until Twilight admitted that she couldn't.”
>”I'm confused.”
 
“So am I.”
>Starlight jumped a bit, and Twilight probably got whiplash from how fast she turned her head.
>”How long have you been there Anon?”
>You got off the couch and moved towards Pinkie and Starlight.
“Just a little bit. I was listening as Pinkie explained, or at least tried to, her abilities.”
>You sat next to them.
“So your, abilities, let you sense when things are falling. Right?”
>”Not just falling. They can tell a lot more than that. There's doors opening surprisingly, alligators in tubs…”
>You just listened as Pinkie listed off a bunch of things that her abilities could let her know of beforehand, erm hoof.
>”...then this last one was about you.”
“Me?”
>Pinkie nodded in response.
>”So you knew she'd spook us.”
>”No that wasn't it. When somepony is going to spook my nose itches and my right ear twitches.”
“Then how do you know it's about me?”
>”I just do.”
>”Okay well if you two have begun to question reality, Pinkie it's ready.”
>”Yay! This is going to be fun. I can't wait to see what happens.”
“Wait, so you know the last thing was connected to me?”
>”Yes a rooney.”
>Twilight started hooking Pinkie to the machine.
“But you don't know what it was about?”
>”Ah huh.”
“What?”
>”My thoughts exactly Anon. There is no way you know that Anon was connected to those twitches without knowing what it was.”
>Twilight looked at both of you.
>”Starlight, Anon, listen as I have tried to understand Pinkie before. There is no understanding her. Trust me, the sooner you accept that, the sooner you can start thinking again.”
>Spike burped behind you.
>Wait…
>Looking back at Spike as Twilight lifted the scroll he spat up, the dots connected.
>Slowly turning your head to Pinkie, it click.
>Shit
 
>”Anon? Anon. Hello, Anon.”
>Starlight tapped you on your head, bringing you out if your internal screaming.
“Huh? What?”
>”See! This is what I'm telling you. Stop thinking about Pinkie and you'll be able to function again.”
>”Well you have to admit its…”
>You didn't pay attention as they talked.
>You also didn't need to understand Pinkie, just that she could ‘sense’ what you and done to Spike.
>Which means she also sensed what happened to the others.
>That's probably why Pinkie was at the farm that morning.
>You were going to have to be careful around Pinkie.
>”...I already said that I understand how weird it is, but I also accept it. Now can we just get on with this test please?”
>”Alright fine. I'll admit I'm curious about Anon.”
“Wait. Why are you curious about me?”
>”Well this machine is a new way to study magic. It could possibly show that you have some form of magic that's unknown to us.”
“Starlight, I thought Twilight was suppose to get all horny about learning new things.”
>”Trust me Anon, I am eager to see that to, but I just can't get this sensor to, ha there we go.”
>You were just gonna trust that Twi got it working, cause you had no idea what was even happening.
>Twilight moved around the machine, looking and muttering about different things spewing out if it.
>Pinkie just sat still, nodding her head to a tune inside.
>You looked to Starlight as she looked at the paper being spewed out.
>Well, this is fun.
“So, what exactly is happening?”
>”Well without getting too far into it.” Starlight brings a book to your face. “It can measure the amount of magic a pony has, and classify it into six different categories.”
>Starlight flipped the pages until two pictures of a bunch of lines appeared.
>”This is Celestia. As you can see, the one on the right is her magical power.”
>Damn the line was high up there.
>Looking closer you can see the numbers were scaled by thousands.
>”The left is her classification.”
>Switching your gaze you meet a side was bar graph, kinda.
>The six bars did go sideways, but some would merge at some points, and others were just blank.
“So Celestia is powerful, but the machine broke, I'm guessing?”
>”No, some magic is intertwined to show how closely they relate, and the blanks show that there is magic we haven't found yet.”
“Ok, I'm more confused after then I was before.”
>Starlight removed the book from your face.
>”Well I don't really know how to simplify it anymore, do you Twilight?”
>You both look over to see Twilight staring intensely at the paper as it rolled out, like it was telling her a secret.
“Hello, Twilight. Earth to Twilight.”
>She didn't respond.
>Starlight moved to rap on Twilight’s shoulder.
>”Twilight?”
 
>You swung your hoof back and forth off the couch, syncing in time to the ticking if a clock, as Twilight shifted through an endless sea of books.
>You're pretty sure Starlight drowned not to shortly after Twilight summoned it.
>Shame really.
>You lean your head back to see Spike sleeping underneath his empty bowl.
>Pinkie had gone home a while ago.
>Why were you still here?
>”Try this one Twi, it has a few good theories.”
>Never mind there she is. Digging around for books so Twilight could stop looking for, something.
>Yeah you were probably never going to get an answer to this situation.
>Rolling yourself off the couch you stretch like a cat, popping your back in the process.
“Alright, I'm going to bed. I guess try not to drown?’
>Not quite sure why you said that.
>”Oh, hold on Anon. Just set this here, move that there, and…”
>Starlight popped next to the door, lying on her back.
>Rolling over to stand, Starlight brushed herself off.
>”That should hold the books…”
>A large pile of books that, failed to hold, collapsed into itself.
>”Up.”
>Twilight used her magic to quickly rearrange the pile into a more, stable set up.
>”You two have a good night. Anon don't forget about school.”
“Sure thing, mom.”
>Starlight followed you out into the hallway.
>”So, Anon, I was hoping to talk to you.”
>Oh, great.
“What abo...out? You trying to be my aunt or something?”
>”No. I just wanted to just, check up on you. I know it can't be easy, pretending to be a filly and all, but you don't really seem to talk about it, about your days.”
>Oh jeez. She's been ready how to books hasn't she.
>Entering your room you jump onto your bed.
“What? You trying to be my mother now.”
>”What? No, I just want to try and make you feel comfortable.”
>Falling into your pillow you nearly fell asleep.
“Listen, I'm grateful that your trying to help, but the last thing I need is you, or Twilight trying to inject yourself into my life.”
>Instead of leaving you be, which would've been fine if you weren't trying to sleep, Starlight laid next to you, wrapping her hooves around you.
>”I've been alone to Anon. I didn't trust anypony, and I did things I'm not proud of. I don't want you falling into those same steps. Now I'm not trying to inject myself onto you, but I… oh you're already asleep.”
>Starlight pecked you on the cheek as she pulled you closer.