Title:           Your Eldritch Wife's Cult
Author:          TLA
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First Edit:      Saturday 21st of May 2016 11:23:41 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 21st of May 2016 11:23:41 AM CDT

>You are Anon.
>And you feel that today is going to be a great day.
>Rising up into a setting position, you take a moment to stretch.
>When you finished, you look next to you, and see your slumbering wife.
>Iggy, Cosmic Destroyer of Minds!
>Is snoring gently as an adorable blue earth pony.
>Seriously sometimes you have problems remembering that your wife is a horror of unimaginable proportions.
>Not taking too much time admiring her as she sleeps.
>You lean over, and kiss her softly on the neck.
>She stirs slightly as your lips leave her neck.
>Getting up from the bed, you knock out a quick stretch, before making up your side of the bed.
>Moving towards your coat hanger.
>You don your robe, and slippers.
>Heading down stairs, you go into the kitchen, and start making a pot of coffee.
>While the coffee is being made, you leave it to get the morning paper.
>You open the front door the first thing you see is.
>A bunch of weird ass ponies, wearing black robes, and bowing in front of your house.
>The fuck?
>The group of ponies responds to the sudden noise.
>All of them looking up before doing anything.
>”Aw, it’s just the star child’s pet human.” Says the pony in front, with an effeminate voice.
>A resounding aw sweeps through your lawn.
“Pet?!” “Well you all can go suck a dick!”
>Slamming the door behind you, you sigh angrily.
>Guess you better tell Iggy she has a cult now.
 
>Briskly go up the stairs.
>This annoyance need to be fix now.
>And since it’s just the right time in the morning for ponies to go to work.
>Who know how many have seen those freaks bowing in your front lawn.
>Kinda surprising that none have called the guard yet.
>Opening the door to your bedroom, you can see that Iggy is up, stretching and letting out a yawn.
>”Good morning best human.” she says after she finishes her yawn.
“Good morning.”
>You tried your best to keep the irritation out of your voice.
>But it seems Iggy to pick up on it anyways.
>”Okay Anon, what’s eating you so early in the morning?”
“Hmm well, this might come to a surprise to you, but you have a lot of weird ponies ready to worship the ground you walk on, right outside our door step.”
>She blinks for a bit at this new information.
>”The hell are you talking about?” she says, as she rips a hole through reality, and stares through it.
>You have just gained two points of insight.
>”Umm how long have they been out there?”
“Beats me, all I know is that they want to meet their prophet from the stars.”
>Iggy sighs, before closing the rift.
>”And you didn’t kick them off our property because?”
“I wanted to see you drive them insane?”
 
>Iggy just shakes her head, before getting out of the bed.
>Which then proceeds to fix itself.
>She makes her way to the bathroom, but stop just before the door.
>”Okay one last question.” She says, turning her head towards you.
>”What did they do to you that got you so riled up?”
“They called me your pet.”
>Apparently Iggy found this funny, as she tries to contain a giggle.
“Hey, what’s so funny huh?”
>She manages to get a hold of herself before answering you.
>”Oh it’s nothing Anon.”
>All of a sudden, you feel something caress your check, overloading your senses with an indescribable sensation.
>”Give me a bit, and we’ll go deal with the big bad name callers.”
>Just couldn’t help it could you?
>You hear a nope echo through your mind, as Iggy disappears into the bathroom.        
 
>You know, for an unidentifiable cosmic being.
>Iggy still takes forever in the bathroom.
>Don’t know why the bathroom hold such power over every single female in existence.
>But it does.
>After some time, Iggy emerges from the bathroom.
>The form she decided on was a Pegasus.
>Her coat, and mane is black, with her underbelly, inner legs, neck, around her mouth, nose and around her eyes is red.
>Her mane is braided, and hangs off her shoulder.
>It’s a wonderful thing that this is a marriage of jokester.
“Woah Iggy calm down there.”
>She stares at you, in hopes that you would explain yourself.
“Just because you have a cult that is willing to sacrifice a baby goat in your name, doesn’t mean you can get all edgy on me.”
>It takes her a second before she gets it.
>And her response is to stomp her hoof, puff out her chest, and pout.
>”Really Anon?!”
“Why yes, just be sure to warn me when I’m about cut myself on an invisible razor blade.”
>Something hits the back of your head.
>You were about to say something, but Iggy cuts you off.
>”You said warn you if you were about to cut yourself, I didn’t cut you, so no warning.”
>Smug Eldritch horror.
>C’mon lets deal with these cultist, before someone calls the guard.” She says, as she stars walking towards the door.
>She thinks she can have the last laugh.
>Ha.
>You pull out your phone, and activate its voice command.
“Play “Waking the Demon.”  
>The song starts blaring through your phone’s speakers.
>Iggy stop when she hears the song, but couldn’t help herself from smiling.
>”You know I’m just going to get you back for this.”
 
>The two of you head downstairs, but before you exit the front door, you stop.
>”Alright, so how wild, and crazy is this going to get?”
>Iggy stops, before she turn towards you.
>”I’m not driving them all insane Anon.”
“Huh, why not?”
>”Well first off driving them insane in the front lawn would cause one hell of a scene.
>”One that would require the involvement of this town’s local heroes and the guard, because ponies are screaming about madness incarnate.”
>”And second, all they did was call you my pet, and that smaller than anything I’ve done to you as a joke.”
>”So suck it up, and try not to pout too much okay.”
>She turns around and resumes heading to the door.
>Reluctantly you follow behind.
>Iggy opens the front door, and steps outside.
>It take a few second before the crowd has any sort of reaction.
>But when they get one.
>”Praise be, it’s her!”
>”Our prophet has come to deliver onto a higher plane!”
>”Oh blessed star child, could you please kiss my soon to be born baby?!”
>Iggy recoils from their sudden outburst.
‘What have you never had a cult before?’ you raise the question in your mind, so she can read it.
>’No, there was only two people who even know I existed on Earth.’
‘And what happened to the second person?’
>’He’s still in Ohio, quarantine with the rest of them.’
‘The hell did you do to Ohio?’
>’Something that you’ll never find out about.’
 
>”Please my kindred, can’t you see that you startled her?”
>The cult leader manages to calm the crowd down.
>”Um, well yes this is kinda new to me.”
>Wow never saw Iggy this nervous before.
>Iggy clears her throat, before she continues.
>”Yes, I guess proper introductions are in order.”
>The leader rises from her kneeling position.
>”There is no need Ignal’oth, for we already know yours, and our names is insignificant compared to you.
>There is a shocked expression on Iggy’s face.
 “Hold on a sec, how you even know that.”
>The leader turns her head towards you.
>”I know it because it is ingrained into my very mind.”
>She turns back towards Iggy.
>”Strange that your pet doesn’t know your name, Great One.”
>Oh this bitch is looking for an ass kicking.
>”I’m going to correct you on that, Anon is my husband, not my pet.”
>The leader is silent for a moment.
>”I see.”
>Excuse me? Is that all this fucker has to say?
>”Calm down Anon.” Iggy’s voice pierce your thoughts.
>”Now that that has been settled, would you kindly show us our face?”
>”It would be nice to see who we’re talking to.”
>The hooded figure nods.
>”Ah, yes forgive me.”
>Can’t forgive you for being such a bitch.
>The leader removes the hood from he-.
>Now hold up.
>That’s a very manly looking stallion.
>…What?
 
>The leader coat is a bright yellow, with a streak of white running from his nose to presumable down his back.
>Emerald eyes stare intently forward.
>He either shaved his head bald, or he is bald, one of the two
>And there is a weird black squiggly line on his cheek.
>But all that is not important.
“So how did the voice happen, are you FtM, or something?”
>”Anon, that isn’t a question you ask to someone you just met!”
>”No, its fine, I’m used to the confusion by now.”
>”And no, it’s much more complex matter than just changing my hormones.”
“Oh please do tell this riveting tale of yours.”
>”I have a better idea.” Iggy rudely interjects.
>”How about we all have this nice conversation indoors, because we’re starting make a crowd.”
>All eyes turn towards the street, and she’s right.
>A growing crowd of ponies was starting to amass in the street, with whispers, and hybrid looks of concern and interest.
>”Hmm I suppose you’re right, the outcry from non-believers would be problematic.”
>”Alright then it’s settled, everyone follow me.”
>Iggy turns around, and steps into the house.
>You were about to follow, when you noticed the ponies in the street acting odd.
>Some of them found themselves off balance, struggling desperately to stand up.
>Others are clenching their heads between their hooves.
>One unlucky sod didn’t take to kindly to Iggy’s mind intrusion, and passed out.
 
>Turning away from the scene of confusion.
>You noticed that you’re the last one left outside your house.
>You walk into your house, and the first thing you notice is that living room is bigger.
>Like physically impossible to fit in your house bigger.
>The all the cultist sat around Iggy, who is sitting in front of the fire place, and next to her is an empty chair.
>”Geez Anon, didn’t anyone tell you it’s impolite to stare.”
>She had this shit eating grin on her face.
“Yeah well, seeing a group of ponies having a mental breakdown in the middle of the street is such an attention grabber.”
>Iggy just waves her hoof at your statement.
>”Oh please, this isn’t the first time I’ve messed with mortal minds, how else do you think I kept myself entertained back in Ohio.”
>”Besides some of them were whispering about telling the guard after our friendly cult’s outburst, and it’s not like they’re just going to all day.”
>”I’ve already got them moving to where they’re supposed to be, and they won’t be none the wiser when they get there.”
>Shrugging in defeat, you make your way pass all the cultist, and take a seat next to your wife.
>”So, um, you know what I’m just going to call you CL, since you won’t give us a name okay?”
>He nods his head in agreement.
>”Alright then CL, do you mind telling us how you started this cult?”
“Nah that can, you should start by telling us how you became a cuntboy.”
>CL stares at you puzzling.
>”A cuntboy?”
>”Ignore him, he’s just looking for attention.”
“No I’m not, hearing how he got this way is very important.”
>”If I may interject, then I can appease both of your curiosity, because how I got this way is the reason why I started this flock in the first place.”
>Score one for Anon!
>Iggy sighs
>”Alright then, how did this all start?”    
 
>”It started three months ago.”
>”I was once a mare, and was diagnosed with cancer.”
>”The cell contaminated every part of my body, the doctors only gave me three months to live.”
>”I spent weeks wallowing in depression, dreams of a pure, clean body, I didn’t care what it was, but such was wishful thinking of a dying mare.”
>”Then one night, I fell asleep, and awoke in a world so unknown to me.”
>”All around me wear shape indescribable to me.”
>”Sensations that overload my sense that can never be emulated again.”
>”And in my delirium is when I saw it.”
>”The great chasm that held my salvation.”
>”Ignal’oth’s mighty tentacle stood out among the noise, casting itself into a faraway land.”
>”The sight completely mesmerized me.”
>”Ignal’oth’s great appendage moved towards me, and knock me aside, like an insignificant insect.”
>”And then it happened.”
>”I could feel my body changing.”
>”It felt as if my skin was on fire, as bones started to rearrange.”
>”It was a horrendous agony, but in the end it was worth it.”
>”For when I awoke from my slumber, I felt different.”
>”And when I conformed it by looking at my reflection.”
>”I was beyond joyous of my transformation.”
>”But it isn’t complete, as I still have my old voice, and genital, but such impurities pale in comparison if it allows me to devote myself to you for saving my life.”
>”And then I thought, I couldn’t be the only one affected by your presence, so in the past months, I was looking others, who’s lives was forever changed by you.”