Anon's Girly Adventure Part Seven

> By the time you reach the crib, you're completely bald.
> There are tears pouring out of your eyes.
> You sniffle.
"I look like a cancer patient!"
>"You were bald before, whore."
"Which is why I'm so upset. I'm given long, lusious [COLOR] locks, and have them taken from me like your custody rights!"
> She sheds a single tear in remberance of little Barak.
> She quickly collects herself and pulls out a green liquid.
>"Drink this potion, child. With this, your hair will go wild."
> You snatch it from her and greedily gulp it down.
> You scalp itches briefly, then explodes with nappy hair.
"What the fuck, Zecora!? I don't want nignog hair! Do you know how hard it is to tame this shit?"
>"That will not be a burdening chore, that is what perms are for."
"No."
> She shrugs and gives you a tiny bottle.
> You empty its contents into your mouth.
> Your hair flattens back to its normal state.
>"Now that you're happy, with hair so tame,"
> She pulls down two vials; red and blue.
>"Either the red or the blue shall ease your pain."
"Why can't you just give me the right one?"
>"That's no fun, little one.
> You gank both vials and drink both.
> You sigh in relief as all of your pains fade away.
>"Anon! What have you done? The consequences of--"
> You jump on her back and clamp your hands over her muzzle.
"What was that, Corey? I can't hear you!"
> She starts wiggling and jumping, trying to buck you off.
> You feel yourself getting wet.
"Stop jumping around, Zecora!"
> She starts convulsing again.
> Oh god.
> You bite your lip and wrap your legs around her body.
> She's like a giant vibrator!
> You're dangerously close to cumming.
> She slowly inflates, pulling you away from her mouth.
> Just one more seco--
>"ARE YOU CRAZY!? GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"
> Damn.
> She instantly deflates, sending you tumbling on your ass.
>She looks positively livid.
> You smile sheepishly.
"Are you mad?"
> She turns around and kicks you in the teeth, hard enough to knock you out the front door.
>Yeah, she mad.
> You pick yourself up and start hoofing it to town.
> As you walk, you grin.
> You feel surprisingly good for someone who just had their mouth rearranged.
> REALLY good.
> Out of nowhere, you chuckle.
> Chuckling turns into full blown laughing, just like the time you read Twilight's Daring Do/Rainbow Dash fanfiction.
> You come up on Fluttershy's cottage.
> The yellow pegasus notices you as soon as you see her and flies toward you.
>"Hello, Anon! What's so funny?"
"I don't know! "
>"Oh. Ok..."
> She glances at your tattered getup.
>"What happened to you?"
> Your emotions take a sharp U-turn, and suddenly you're crying bitter tears.
>"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Anon, I didn't mean to m-make you cry!"
>She touches your shoulder.
"DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU STUPID BITCH!"
> She gives you a shocked look and flies away, crying.
> She returns shortly, with Twilight in tow.
> You manage to calm down enough to face her.
>"Fluttershy says you've been crying, Anon."
> Your lip quivers.
"FLUTTERSHY IS A LYING CUNT!"
> You both start bawling at the same time.
> Twilight sighs.
> "OK, Anon. Obviously, you can't handle feminine emotions. I'll turn you back."
> You choke back a few sobs.
"I'm *sniff* sorry, Twi. I didn't *sniff* mean it when I called you a *sniff* weak ass princess..."
>"I accept your apology, Anon."
"Y-yeah, now *sniff* I realize that you're a LYING ASS PRINCESS! "
> You burst into tears again.
> Her face contorts into a mix of contempt and disbelief.
>"Really?"
> You stop crying long enough to see Twalot aim her horn at you and--fttpz!
> What the?
> Confusion drapes her features.
>"Ah, let's try again."
> Ftttpz!
> You frown."Lemme guess. It's against Da rules to turn me back into a guy?"
>"Anon, what are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Tommy."
> "My name is TIMMY!"
"What?"
>"Twilight! My name is Twilight."
"Mmmhmm."
> Fluttershy pipes up.
>"Why won't the spell work?"
> Purplesmart rubs her chin with her hoof.
>Her eyes suddenly get as big a saucers.
>"Anon....you didn't happen to get pregnant, did you?"
"Of course not. Ponies can't get people pregnant, right?"
>"...""RIGHT!?"