Title:           (FR) Magic Mirror in Equestria
Author:          FlutterPriest
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First Edit:      Monday 14th of October 2013 12:58:59 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Thursday 24th of March 2016 08:34:27 PM CDT

prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/307540/17/fluttershy-wants-in-your-pants/magic-mirror
 
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>It's another beautiful day in Equestria.
>You are Fluttershy, and you stand in the middle of your massive walk in closet.
>A wide array of tools and costumes line the walls that aid you in the attempt to discover Anon's Fetish.
"Maybe Anon would like catmares..."
>Taking a set of yellow kitty ears off of a massive row of hats.
>Tactically placing them in your hair, you look in a mirror and raise one hoof up in the air and give a wide smile.
"Hi Anon. Do you like catmares? Mew?"
>You trace your eyes over the well coordinated act.
>Whiskers! You need whiskers.
>Getting out your makeup, you carefully trace six kitty whiskers on your face.
"There! Today will surely work! This has to be it!"
>Happily trotting out of your humble cottage, you trot down the worn road to Anon's house.
>Maybe today Anon wouldn't kick you out of his house... literally.
>You still had some bruising on your underside, but it's nothing that makeup couldn't hide.
>Plus, if anyone found out, Anon could get in trouble.
>If something happened to Anon... you don't know what you would do.
>Your happy trot begins to slow into standing crawl.
>He's never going to love you.
>You've been trying every day for years to guess his fetish, and nothing has worked.
>Even the times that you've felt so sure that you were right.
>It's almost as if... guessing his fetish wasn't the way into his heart.
>Maybe it wasn't.
>Maybe you just had to try dating him like all of the other ponies did.
>It seemed so simple and easy.
>Perhaps, today is the day to try something different.
>Today, you will ask Anon out on a date.
>With renewed confidence, you continue your journey.
>"Psssst."
>You leap ten feet into the air and begin to hover in place.
"W-who's there?"
>Slowly a dark shadow reveals itself from a thick patch of trees.
>"It is I..."
>The shadow begins to form itself into a pony-like figure with piercing red eyes.
>"King Sombra."
"W-what do you w-want?"
>"Simply to help you my dear."
"N-no thank you. I-I'll j-just be going now."
>You begin to quickly fly away when his voice calls out to you.
>"I can guarantee that you will win Anon's heart."
>His words cause you to freeze.
>Could he really mean it?
>Guarantee?
>You slowly make your way to the worn dirt path and turn to him.
"H-how?"
>"I believe I've heard Anon say many times that he was not interested with our species."
>It's true.
>Anon says it almost everyday, but there is no way he knows what he is talking about.
>He has to see that someday he will love you.
>He just has to.
>Nodding your head to King Sombra, he begins to form a devilish smile.
>"Then what I can do for you is quite simple..."
>You unconsciously move towards him, hanging on of his every word.
>His voice sounds soothing and gentle, but strength lies behind his words.
>"I will make you human."
>Your lungs do not seem to cooperate at the news.
>How could he do this?
>Why would he do this?
>Sombra produces a small mirror with his magic.
>"This mirror is made of the same material as the portal that sent Twilight after Sunset Shimmer for her crown."
>You try to look into the mirror, but he pulls it away from you.
>"Gazing into it will transform you into a human, just like Anonymous. Then, gazing upon it again, will return you to your natural state."
>Stepping away from this great temptation, you decide to talk business.
"W-what do I have to do to use it?"
>He smiles and gives a dark chuckle.
>"To use the mirror once? Absolutely nothing my dear."
"R-really?"
>You step up to him, and he hands the mirror to you.
>Just before gazing in the mirror, you look away.
"What if I need to become a pony again?"
>He gives a smile that only a demon could wear.
>"We can discuss that after you have Anon in the center of your hooves. Hmmm? What do you say."
>He extends a hoof.
>The mirror feels heavy in your hoof.
>You set it down, and meet his hoofshake.
>Picking the mirror back up, you stare deeply into it.
>The first thing that you see is your hair, which remains long and pink, and your skin still seems to have it's signature yellow, but the fur is gone.
>You notice your face is now shaped much more similarly to Anon than to a pony, but your eyes seem to remain the same size.
"Oh... my."
>Raising a hoof to your face, you check to see if these features were real.
>Wait, how could you have one hoof holding the mirror, and another touching your face.
>This doesn't feel like a hoof at all!
>Your eyes tear away from the mirror to look at your hoof, and you drop the mirror in shock.
>Yet it doesn't make a crash.
>Sombra disappears along with the mirror.
>Your hand now looks like a smaller, yellow, petite version of Anon's hand.
>Both of your hooves look like this.
>In fact, the world seems significantly taller now.
>Looking down at your new human body, you notice that you were now wearing a white shirt with no sleeves, and a short green skirt.
>Two large green boots also adorned your feet, shielding your sensitive feet from the rough road.
"Okay Fluttershy, you can do this. Just one confident step after another."
>You reach down and pick one small white flower from the surrounding flora with your new fingers, and place it in your hair.
>This just has to work!
>It just has to!
 
"God Damnit. She's late."
>You continue to toss a ball, similarly shaped to a racquetball that was given to you by Rainbow on your first day, at a wall of your home.
>It's not much, but you had to pass these mornings somehow.
>Catching the ball in your hand again, you carefully examine it.
"When she is late, she usually has something crazy planned."
>Getting up out of your comfy chair, you ponder if it would be wise to just get out of here now, and not deal with whatever she has planned.
>Then again, she will just be back tomorrow, just like every other day.
>How could Fluttershy be so dense?
>You just couldn't bring yourself to fuck a pony, and you have told her this more times than she can count.
>Maybe today you can just drive the point home.
>You need to control your temper better too.
>If somepony found out about the abuse you've cause her, shit could hit the fan.
"Maybe I'll just shit before she get's here."
>Two confident knocks at your door break your train of thought.
"Of course! Right when I have business to attend to."
>Storming towards the door, you yell at her.
"Fluttershy, for the LAST GODDAMN TIME. I. WILL. NOT. FUCK."
>You nearly rip the door of it's hinges pulling it open.
"A...."
>A teenage human girl stands in front of you.
>"Anon... I'm not a pony anymore."
>It was her.
>There was no mistaking it.
>The skin color, hair, voice, and eyes were all dead on to the Fluttershy that constantly barraged you with fetish attempts every single day.
>Especially the eyes.
>The eyes were almost exact.
>The worst part was, she was.... she was...
>Hot as fuck.
>"I'm a human Anon. Umm... does this mean that maybe... sometime..."
>Everything about this girl turned you on.
>The pristine legs.
>The shy and timid demeanor.
>Even the way she was twirling her hair right now because she was nervous.
>She was so... so...
>Young.
"Uh... Fluttershy... how old ARE you in pony years?"
>She looks up at you, not as much as normal, but enough to make your heart stop for a moment.
>"Um... 16 years Anon, but Twilight said that ponies here live longer than ones from Earth..."
>She doesn't get the point.
"Fluttershy... from Earth... we had a word for girls like you."
>She looks up at you curious and hopeful.
>"Fiancé?"
>Oh god, she is so cute like this.
"No... jailbait. You are too young for me Fluttershy."
>The greatest temptation stands you directly in the face, and it is taking every ounce of will power you have to resist it.
"I-I'm sorry... I just can't."
 
>W-what?
>NO!
>You cannot lose him!
>He slowly begins to close the door.
>You jump on him and wrap your legs around his crotch and lock lips with him.
>Anon goes down hard, and hits his head on the hardwood floor, dazing him.
>Kicking the door shut, you make quick movements to make for his pants.
>Undoing his pants was ten times easier using fingers than hooves.
>You quickly rip down his pants and underwear and begin to stroke his manhood.
>It begins comes to life, missing the sensations that he had unwillingly abandoned so long ago.
>As you lick his member, it slowly reaches full-mast.
>It's now or never girl.
>You place yourself over Anon, and feel his massive cock begin to rub your human clit over your panties.
>Everything feels so different as a human.
>You haven't felt this alive before.
>As much as you would love to stay in this heavenly foreplay, you aren't sure when Anon could come to, so you pull aside your underwear to reveal your glistening sex.
>Aligning him to go inside felt nearly natural, as if it was something pre-programmed into your human brain.
>As you push him inside you, you finally feel truly at one with Anon.
"Oh Anon... you feel so good... like a perfect fit."
>You begin to push yourself into him, and slowly slide him out of you.
>It was difficult to find a position, but it was simple once you placed your hands on his chest.
>"Stop Fluttershy. Damn it... this isn't right."
>That's weird. He isn't fighting like usual.
>He won't look at you.
>Then, all of the pieces come together.
"Are underage human girls your fetish Anon?"
>He goes silent and stares at the window looking outside.
>"It's the skirts. The fucking skirts. Every goddamn time."
>You did it!
>You finally did it!
>Wrapping Anon in your arms, you take a deep whiff of his manly scent, which seems to be even better than you imagined.
"Oh Anon, I just knew you would love me..."
>He pushes you off of him with ease, and jumps to his feet.
>"That doesn't change that it's wrong Fluttershy. Get out of my house."
>W-what?
>N-no!
>He can't leave you like this!
>You finally did it!
>Anon quickly pushes you outside with a red, flustered face and tries to close the door on you.
"I did it though! I don't understand."
>He stops, and looks at you, and at your skirt.
>You see his member throb when he sees your feminine juices running down your leg.
"M-maybe come back in a few years... or maybe if we can get some sort of permission or if we can make sure it's won't get me in jail."
>He looks at you, and then closes the door in your face.
>"FUCK!"
>His voice and curses carry on into the middle of the house, until his voice goes beyond earshot.
>Looks like at least now you have a chance.
>As you begin to skip towards a law advisor to figure out if you can legally mate with Anon, a terrifying thought occurs to you.
>What effect could this have had on the Elements of Harmony?
>Was this all a part of King Sombra's master plan?
>What would happen if he attacked and the Elements were powerless, just because you wanted in Anon's pants?
>Then you remember the feeling of his thick rod sliding in and out of you... the way he made you feel whole.
"Off to a law advisor! I wonder if Twilight knows about these things... Oh! Maybe she knows some sexy human tricks."