>Be you
>You are Anonymous
>Anon for short
>Good kid
>Average guy
>Just finished up school for good
>What a relief!
>Welcome to the free life!
>No exams, or classes, or teachers, or other students to worry about
>...For the foreseeable future, at least
>But that was future Anon's problem
>All you had to look forward to now was the party
>The "schools out forever" party
>Pinkie Pie's idea
>Good girl
>A bit odd
>But you were looking for odd
>Everyone arrived at her house after school, all prepared for the best night of your young lives
>Pinkie normally threw some off the hook shin-digs, and you expected nothing less than for everyone to get hammered and maybe half of the guys get
>But it wasn't
>It wasn't that at all
>The movies had lied to you
>This part was boring
>Deadly so
>You would have got closer to having sex tonight if you'd stayed at home and wanked yourself silly
>At least then you could have pretended
>Now, all you can do is watch
>Everyone was just sitting
>Talking
>There was no booze
>There was no sex
>No one was passed out
>No one had even spiked the drinks
>You should never rely on someone else to spike the drinks
>You should always come prepared
>You'd taken a seat on the couch, a paper cup of water in your hand...
>Paper cup
>And water
>This was not how you expected to spend your evening
>And the worst thing about it all?
>Everyone seemed fine with it
>Everyone
>The hot girls
>The not so hot girls
>The popular guys
>The not so popular guys
>And every other member of the student spectrum
>All thought the same
>"You always throw the best parties Pinkie Pie!"
>Some would remark, clunking their... Paper cups at one another
>A wet, dull sound
>You needed something to liven this up
>Anything
>You wish someone would just... Strip naked
>Run around the street
>Start yelling for everyone to hear
>Even if they got arrested, it'd be something you could take away from this night
>...Of course, you wouldn't want to do that
>Because then you'd be on the receiving end of it
>That wasn't funny or entertaining
>But what to do, what to do?
>You sighed, taking a sip of water
>Had you ever realised how disgusting water tastes out of a paper cup?
>Very, that's how
>You looked around the room, still racking your brains for something to do
>Maybe you could... Chat up one of the girls?
>See if you could get lucky?
>But without any dutch courage backing you up-
>Or the excuse that it was the alcohol that suddenly gave you the urge to chat up someone at the most boring party in the world
>Then you'd be lucky if you didn't get a slap in the face and a good telling off from Pinkie Pie
>...Though a telling off from Pinkie Pie would be pretty hot
>Two girls in particular catch your attention as you're panning over the room
>Applejack and Rarity
>...Specifically Rarity
>She. Is. Smoking.
>Fucking hot.
>Fucking 10/10, would bang all night long
>It's a shame someone like that wouldn't give you the time of day
>Applejack is more in your league
>She's pretty hot too, but the whole... Country, southern thing brings her down a notch or two
>Next to Rarity, that suddenly seems like a lot more
>In fact... There are plenty of really hot girls here
>Pinkie Pie is friends with almost all of them
>And is almost one herself
>Wouldn't it be great if some of them just... Kissed
>Just right there
>Right now
>Suddenly
>All of the hot girls talking to each other?
>They just make out right there
>That'd make this night one to remember for the rest of your life
>And let's be honest
>None of the guys in this party are going to object
>They might like the party now, but they'd like it a lot more then
>...If only you could just... Do something
>Spark something
>Or say something
>Or-
>You blinked and you missed it
>What you missed... You're not really sure
>You're not sat down any more
>You're not holding your cup of water any mor-
>Oh no, wait, you are
>Just in your other hand
>Your thin, slender, white fingers
>Top with your shimmering purple nails
>What the fuck?
>You look forward, and looking back at you is... Applejack
>She looks confused as she raises an eyebrow
>"Uh... Rarity?"
>She asks as you stand almost completely still, dumbfounded by the situation
>You peer over her shoulder to see
>...You
>Anon
>That familiar green body
>Led, unconscious, on the sofa
>Your water poured all over the sofa
>Noticing one of the girls walking over to check on you
>"Rarity? Earth to Rarity?"
>Applejack says, but you're still not responding
>Still not paying attention
>You're just looking around the room now
>Everyone else seems... Fine
>They're all chatting, just like they were before
>No one else seems to be having a small, silent, mental breakdown
>And neither are you
>Though you're pretty close
>"Are you even listenin'' to me, girl?"
>Applejack? Again?
>When will she learn that you're very busy!
>This is not a good time!
>Of all the things that could have happened
>This is the. Worst. Possible-
>That was... A very 'Rarity' thing of you to think
>That would make sense
>You are Rarity
>But you're still... Anon, right?
>But you're Rarity too
>That's weird
>Oh god that's really weird!
>It's really kind of fucked up, actually!
>You're Rarity
>Your name is Rarity
>You had toast this morning
>Just how you like it, on setting 2
>Your sister kept you up all night last night
>She was talking to some of her friends on her phone
>You didn't even want to come to this party, you were so tired
>But it was a Pinkie Pie party
>And all your friends were here
>Especially Applejack
>Who, even from this angle, is still pretty hot
>You could get a better look at her figure from here too
>You didn't notice that her hips were like... That before
>Okay, you're not really sure where the Rarity ended and you began
>Which only makes it even more frightening
>Especially when you actually think that...
>Well - you're Rarity!
>Your body is hers!
>Her long, slender arms
>Her delicate fingers
>Her thin waist and generous bust
>The smooth slit in between her legs
>Your legs
>Your breasts
>Your waist
>Your fingers
>Your arms
>This is all you
>And that's pretty hot
>You were, without a doubt, the hottest girl in the school
>And you could do anything you wanted as her
>...Like...
>You could perhaps reach in and kiss the other really hot girl in front of you
>"Rarity, what are you-"
>Applejack is interrupted by your mouth on hers
>By your tongue passing through her lips
>You close your eyes and imagine
>You imagine that you're yourself again
>Watching this happen from the outside
>You imagine just how...
>How...!
>God damnit, it's not working for you
>You can't
>You're in this situation right now, it's you
>It's real for you
>A little... Too real
>Maybe it's the bit of Rarity left in you that's making you think this way
>You try to wrestle your tongue with Appljack's
>She tries her best to avoid it, but it's difficult
>She struggles, trying to push you away
>But you grab hold of her arms as best you can
>And eventually you can feel it
>A response
>A silent, response
>Like she's saying... Yes
>And you two are locked in this embrace
>And have been for...
>You're not sure how long
>You've lost track of time
>This is... Wonderful!
>Simple wonderful!
>Fuck watching this happen
>You're actually making it happen!
>And you're pretty sure that if you opened your eyes now, all other eyes would be on you
>You want this to last longer but...
>You want to see them!
>You want to know what they all think of you
>What Applejack thinks of you
>You want to be the centre of attention!
>You pull yourself from the blonde girl, reopening your eyes and looking at her directly in the face
>A smile plastered across your face
>You look around to see!
>...Everyone doing exactly what they were before
>Damnit!
>Fuck!
>Damn fuck and blast it!
>You were really looking forward to that
>You deflate slightly
>What a waste if no one was even looking
>"R-R-R-Rarty?"
>Applejack stammered
>You hadn't even noticed the poor girl was in almost complete shock
>Her chest rising and lowering
>Trying to regain her breath
>You loosened your grip on her arms
>You couldn't really tell how she was feeling about that
>You could find out
"Yes, darling?"
>You asked, as if nothing strange or unusual had just happened
>As if that was perfectly normal
>You batted your eyelashes for good measure
>"What did you just... What just happened?"
>Hmm... You didn't think about that
>What did just happen?
>Well, you could tell her
>'I'm actually Anon, I've possessed Rarity's body and I just made out with you because this party is boring!'
>But she'd think your mad
>Or believe you and think you're a pervert or something
>Which you suppose isn't untrue
>But you'd rather she didn't think that
>So... What do you say?
"To be honest Applejack, I'm not quite sure myself."
>You whisper
>That was... Good
>Right?
>That was good? Mysterious?
"This is a time for celebration, to celebrate the friends we've met over the last few years and say goodbye to them all as we go out into the wide world."
>Oh, yeah that was good... Keep going
"And I suppose I just... Wanted to make the most of it."
>Bingo, there it was
>That's your final answer
>...But you're not sure which part of you came up with that
>It took a while for Applejack to respond
>She just stood in front of you, blank
>Not really sure what to say
>You can't blame her to be honest
>In retrospect, it's pretty obvious that wasn't going to play out as you expected
>Applejack wasn't just going to turn around and immediately want to scissor
>"Aye... Aye'm not too sure about this..."
>Applejack tentativly responded
>"Rarity, you're... Drunk! Or high! Or both!"
>Really?
>At this party?
>You shook your head
"Not a drink in sight and I've not seen Norm all afternoon."
>Wait, Norm?
>What did Norm have to do with that?
>...A bit more of Rarity was beginning to bleed back into what you were saying
>Applejack just shook her head
>"Well... Then-"
>She was trying to think of an excuse
>Any excuse would do
>But you could tell she was struggling
>It was almost funny
>Watching her struggle like that
>And all you wanted to do was keep making out with her
"I know it might be sudden. But Applejack, dear, just for one night. For a friend?"
>You asked, putting your hand on her shoulder
>A warm smile on your face
>...Nothing
>You batted your eyelashes once again, for good measure
>Again
>But Applejack was having none of it
>She was taking forever
>This girl would be the death of you
>You'd just have to go off and find some other girl to make out with
>Some other girl to fuck on Pinkie Pie's bed
>You wonder if Pinkie Pie would be up for it
>You were never really sure which was she swung
>Which side of the fence she stood
>Then again, you're not really sure which side you're on any more either
>That... Uh... That has to be Rarity talking
>Applejack sighed
>This fucking girl, you swear to christ you're going to just... Do... Something!
>If she doesn't say "yes" you're going to have to take extreme measu-
>A blink and you miss it
>You look over to the hand on your shoulder
>Your hand
>No... That's Rarity's hand
>But you are Rarity
>But you're Applejack
>But you're Anon
>But you're having an identity crisis
>But you're looking in the eyes of Rarity and she's looking back and she isn't reeling in horror at what just happened
>Like she's...
>Like she's still you
>Like she still wants to frick frack on Pinkie Pie's bed
>This is just fucked up now!
>Well then fuck it!
>Fuck all of it!
>If you were Applejack-
>You woke up to Granny having a fit
>You made breakfast for Applebloom and Big Macintosh
>You hardly had enough time to eat something for yourself
>You worried about Granny all the way here
>But you know Applebloom can look after her
>She's a big girl now
>She can-
>Alright, you've made your point
>You're Applejack
>But Rarity is still kind of... You
>And you're still kind of Rarity
>Rarity is a...
>Uhh...
>She...
>You had it just a moment ago, what did she have for breakfast?
>Salad?
>Salad?! What the fuck are you talking about?
>Who has salad for breakfast?
>Applejack isn't exactly the smartest girl in the world
>You'll pin that one on her
>Okay... But there's got to be something else you can remember about Rarity
>Her dimensions!
>Rarity was all into clothes and shit
>She'd know her own dimensions off by heart
>Her waist was...
>Uhh...
>Arm length was...
>Her cup size was...
>You remembered this earlier
>You knew this earlier
>Now you don't
>But you could answer those things about Applejack
>You shook your head, looking back at Rarity
>She was waiting, patiently for you to respond
>What did you say?
>Or what did Rarity say?
>Who spoke last?
>You're not sure
"Y-y-yeah."
>You said, tentatively
>Not sure whether it was your turn to speak
>But from Rarity's reaction-
>Her beaming face
>Her eyebrows that shot up
>You'd done good
>She reached in for a full hug and another go at your mouth
>It was so sudden
>It took you by surprise
>Is this how it felt before?
>When you did the same thing?
>It feels... Wow
>There's a sudden rush
>Adrenaline pumping around your body
>But you'd be lying if you weren't enjoy it
>And, in a way, making out with the hottest girl in the school is a bit better than... Being the hottest girl in the school
>At least then you can close your eyes, pretend your still Anon and you're making out with Rarity
>And before you know it, you and Rarity are locked in place
>Arms wrapped around one another
>Tongue's dancing almost uncontrollably
>You've done it
>How you did it, you're not sure
>But you've done it
>You've almost... Brainwashed Rarity into wanting to fuck Applejack
>And now you're Applejack and you want to fuck Rarity
>So what more is there to do?
>Other than like... Fuck?
>Maybe you could... Go on like this for a bit
>You kind of wonder if anyone is paying attention to you now
>You kind of... Still want everyone to pay attention to you now
>You take a peak around you, still locked mouth to mouth with Rarity
>A few faces looking in your direction
>But almost in the corner of their eye
>Trying to avoid direct contact
>...Maybe you could change that
>You reach your right arm from around Rarity, grabbing hold of the top of her skirt
>You slowly slither your hand under the elastic
>This was sure to get something out of her
>Sure to get more people to notice the two of you-
>Although...
>Maybe you shouldn't dive straight in
>You're in no rush
>You could do this all night
>You had all the time in the world
>You instead opt for a different approach
>The other direction
>You slide your hand under her t-shirt, caressing her her stomach
>You can feel her heart beat get faster
>Her breath quickening
>Her stomach goes in and out
>She pulls away from your embrace to get her breath back
>But it's not long before she drags you back in for another round
>And just in time
>You've found your target
>You cup your hand around her breast
>Gently, you massage her bosom
>Squeezing the soft mound
>But it doesn't appear to be doing exactly what you expected
>Not with her bra in the way
>It takes some awkward gymnastics, and the realisation of how tight her breasts are pushed into the underwear, to touch bare flesh
>But now she's beginning to show signs of weakness
>The palm of your hand is brushing against her protruding nipple, eliciting a sharp breath with each touch
>She's taking more and more frequent breaths the longer you continue
>She's getting close now
>The quickening of the breaths
>The shorter intervals between your locked mouths
>But unfortunately for you, she's doing her best to avoid making any noise
>She knows that people still aren't paying attention
>They must all be too engrossed in their own... Thrilling conversations to notice
>The poor girl
>But the longer she holds in any moan, the longer she can last, the more it encourages you to keep going
>You need to keep going
>You need to break her
>She's practically asking for it
>Begging for it
>But she just won't do it..
>She won't... Tarnish her reputation
>Like she doesn't want to make a scene
>You suppose that not everything you did whilst you had your short time in her body stayed
>A thought
>A sudden realisation
>Maybe you could do something about it
>You could drive Rarity - and yourself - over the edge
>A blink, and you-
>Rarity was a cup size D!
>Holy fuck!
>That was your firs thought as you look back at Applejack, suddenly very aware that she's groping your breast
>How was Rarity holding this in!
>She must've had some sort of practise
>She must've perfected the art of stamina
>And you suppose it worked, because you were too impatient to wait for her to release all... This!
>This ecstasy
>This unrivalled, raw lust
>And for someone so sensitive
>Who is almost ready to just release a moan so loud that the whole street could hear at a little bit of a groping
>This amount of stamina was... Impressive
>And hot
>Had you mentioned how hot it was?
>Once you go back to being Anon, you have to do something about this
>You know now!
>You know about her incredible stamina despite how easy she is
>You know that if you got her in bed, she'd be ready to cum buckets in a minute but she'd hold off until you gave it all you got
>And the thought of just that was enough to drive you over the edge
>You released your first moan
>It begins
>There was a fire burning in the pit of your stomach
>A creature in your heart that yearned to scream
>And also, you'd been waiting far too long to keep this one in
>Almost suddenly, you let out of a long, hard, explicit moan
>You had hoped that'd be your release
>That it'd end there and you'd be fine
>But no
>Oh no, you had underestimated your body
>Poorly underestimated it
>The first, long moan was followed by another shorter one
>And another shorter again
>Until you were panting, trying to catch your breath
>You weren't really sure what it was
>Either Rarity was really fucking easy and sensitive
>Or you just weren't used to the female orgasm
>You'd like to think it was the latter
>Or, perhaps the fact that you'd failed to notice the hand in your panties
>Applejack's hand
>...Did she do that?
>All on her own?
>Tha-
>That wasn't even you?
>Holy shit, this girl was keen
>You didn't even fucking notice
>Too busy paying attention to your breasts-
>Not even thinking that she might go that far
>You'd broken Applejack too
>These girls were like shadows of their former selves
>Horny, lesbian shadows that you'd fucked up real bad
>Or maybe you just broke the ice
>Who knows
>But whilst you were struggling for breath and dripping wet, Applejack was doing all the work
>Now that didn't seem fair
>You could at least return the favour
>But not like this
>Part of you can't think straight
>Let alone move
>Your just holding onto Applejack for dear life
"S-s-s-stop"
>You whisper under your breath, trying to let out between your almost rapid moaning session
>People had to be watching now
>They had to see what was-
>Oh!
>There they were!
>Eye's were on you!
>Everyone!
>Except Anon
>You're... Uh... Old body
>That was still unconscious on the couch
>Presumably just left there
>Maybe now wasn't the best time to go for round 2
>...Not whilst everyone else was looking
>You had them all interested
>Now you could leave the rest of it to their imagination
>Applejack smiled
>She looked around the room, obviously noticing what you had to
>"Hey"
>She began, whispering into your ear
>"Let's head off into another room."
>Oh fuck!
>Oh shit!
>You didn't even need to make her do it that time!
>This was mad!
>This was fucking mental!
>Go with the flow Anon
>Don't try to stop it
>You're doing it
>You're fucking doing it!
>But before you can nod-
>You blink...
>And you miss it
>You're just... Looking at them
>At Rarity and Applejack
>No!
>No!
>What the fuck!
>You were so close
>You literally couldn't have fucked it up!
>They were both ready to frick frack
>You try it again
>You try your hardest...
>You blink
>You blink!
>You fucking blink!
>But you don't move
>Instead, you watch as the two girls you once were leave the room
>All eyes on them
>Including your own
>But you weren't...
>Woah, hold the fucking phone
>You weren't... You
>Still
>"Wow, who knew they were into one another."
>A voice whispered in your ear
>That voice
>You knew that voice too
>Who was it?
>Uhh... Her name
>Remember her name
>Sweetie... Sweetie Drops
>Yeah, sure enough you turned to see her face looking at the door that Rarity and Applejack has just walked through
>So... Who were you?
>Who was Sweetie Drops talking to earlier on?
>Well, you could just ask your new memories-
>Oh! Jesus!
>There is some fucked up shit in here!
>She wants a stallion to do what to her?
>A fucking horse, with his flag pole cock inside of her
>Was this...
>This was Lyra
>You were Lyra
>You had no idea she was into all sorts of weird shit
>All with horses
>You also had no idea that she and Sweetie Drops were fucking
>...Wow, where did that come from?
>So... Horse cock fantasies and actual scissoring?
>This really was some fucked up shit
>Alright, well, it's not what you had before but it could be worse
>You smile, leaning over to Sweetie Drops
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
>You whisper into her ear
>You sure as hell hope that Sweetie Drops is thinking of sex
>Because you'll take anything right about now
>After being teased by your strange body-hopping power you need to get this
>You were promised something that was taken away
>Don't let this get taken away too
>Don't let her ruin it-
>"Let's go somewhere quiet..."
>Oh thank fuck for-
>You blink and you miss it
>No, what the fuck man!
>Was this some kind of sick, twisted joke?
>To get girls to fuck each other and you can't partake?
>Or even watch?
>Alright, who were you now?
>Check the memories
>You were...
>Fluttershy
>Okay, it could be worse
>You-
>Fuck your chest was heavy!
>Like... Holy shit, you thought Rarity had large tits
>You hadn't even thought about Fluttershy at all
>Let's be honest, who would fuck Fluttershy?
>Like... What girl?
>Unless you were massively outgoing all of a-
>You blink and you miss it
>Come the fuck on, you can't even decided who you wanted to fuck yet!
>And yet, Fluttershy seemed to go over to someone
>She almost just... Jumped on them
>It was quite frightening, really
>You couldn't even tell who it was
>Poor girl
>Well, okay, who are you now?
>This is-
>You have a penis
>You're a guy?
>...No, you're...
>Oh no
>That's a stuffed bra
>...Wow, you know even you don't know who you are
>You blink and you miss it
>Although that time, you did it on purpose
>Huh, maybe you were getting the hang of this
>Maybe you can join one of the three couples mid way through the sex
>Or... Maybe you can try something else
>You know, someone should strip naked and run out into the street
>You said you were going to do it
>And then you could change back to someone else
>You are-
>Oh, almost too perfect!
>You are Rainbow Dash
>Always the centre of attention
>Has the hots for-
>Uh... Ms Spitfire?
>The fucking teacher?
>Well, at least you're not learning about any strange out of school sex with a teacher
>Anyway, centre of attention
>Not much to show off
>You suppose that'll make it even funnier when she gets arrested for it
>So, off with the jacket
>The t-shirt
>The mini skirt
>And almost in a flash, you're completely naked
>Everyone watched you undress
>And you're kind of cold, so you're sure to regret it
>Maybe you should... Warm up, Dash
>Go for a run
>Outside
>You charge through the front door
>Racing into the dark, outside world in your birthday suit
>And you blink
>And you miss the rest
>Returning to the party surrounded by laughter as... Pinkie Pie
>You're laughing
>You started by laughing
>That was weird
>But now, you were Pinkie
>Party host extraordinaire!
>And you were in charge of this ho-down
>There was just one more thing to do
"Everybody! Who's ready to make this your lucky night!"
>They replied with an eruption
>A loud cheer
>Of course they did
>You were Pinkie Pie
>You could do no wrong
"Just a sec though!"
>Wait, where were you going?
>That wasn't you
>You weren't doing that
>That was like... Pinkie
"We should get this one..."
>Wait, no.
>What?
"Off to a hospital or something..."
>The fuck were you doing?
>It's like Pinkie was... Just... Dragging your body
>You weren't doing that
>You couldn't talk or move
>Or anything
>Oh fuck
>Was this was it was like before
>Did everyone else feel the same way
>Did they-
>Did they all know that you were... Possessing them?
>Did none of them care?
>"Hospital? Just leave the lightweight outside!"
>What?
>No!
>You don't want to be moved
>Or left
>Or anything
>Just leave your body where it was
>It was fine there
"Sounds like a great plan!"
>With one large, loud, thud your body landed on the grass outside
>And you blinked...
>And missed it
>Missed everything that was going on inside
>In fact, you couldn't see anything
>"Anon?"
>You heard a voice call from the darkness
>"Anon, can you hear me?"
>Your eyes shot open
>You were in a cold, white room
>A woman looking over you
>One you didn't recognise
>...Where were you?
"Where am I?"
>You said, in your own voice
>Your old voice
>Your normal voice
>"It's okay Anon, take it easy, you're in Canterlot Hospital. You'll be fine, you were unconscious in the street but someone brought you in."
>Unconscious?
>Out in the street?
>Well fuck, that party was well and truly over
>You missed everything
>Rarity and Applejack
>Lyra and Sweetie Drops
>Fluttershy and-
>Uhh...
>Rainbow getting arrested!
>Pinkie Pie's uh... Plan?
>You're not even sure what was happening there
>You missed it all
>You-
>Begin to wonder whether that... Actually happened
>You try to remember something
>Rarity had...
>Applejack is...
>Lyra uh...
>Rainbow has the hots for...
>No, nothing
>Was that... Uh... A good sign? Or a bad one?
>You know, you couldn't remember that either
>You were pretty useless
>"Girls, he's awake now"
>You heard a voice from outside say
>G-g-girls?
>You had people visiting?
>Who?
>"Anonymous."
>You heard one of the girls, as she stormed into the-
>Oh... Oh no...
>You don't know how
>Or why
>But you could tell something was up with these two girls
>With Rarity and Applejack
>"We'd like to have a word with you."