SA-6: Tests

>Day MC Escher in Equestria.
>When you got back home Discord decided to throw relativity out the window.
>You now have stairs on the ceiling, the walls, in the walls, under the floors.
>So you are a mind screwing seraphim living inside a screw loose house.
>After telling Pinkie Pie about her father dying you really didn’t feel like putting up with this.
>Took about an hour to find your bed.
>It’s on the ceiling and wall.
“I hate you Discord.”
>Pull the bed down to ground level and you fall down on it.
>You are restless and your mind refuses to chill.
>About an hour or so you finally drift off to dreamland.
>Kirby beats the crap out of you again.
>One of these days you gonna clobba him real good.
>Oddly enough you also dream about diamonds, and you can hear a sexy posh voice.
>Dreams are weird.
>You slowly return to the waking world.
>For some reason you want marshmallows.
>Feel rather constricted.
>You look down and you see light pink.
“Fluttershy why are you around my torso?”
>”You looked like you were having a bad dream so I hugged you.”
“Then why are your wings rubbing my butt?”
>” To comfort you with a loved one’s touch.”
“No you’re just horny.”
>”You noticed that I shined my horn! Oh, thank you Anon. I’ll shine your horn as well.”
>You quickly pry her off.
“No thanks.”

>You sit up on the side of your bed and sigh.
“Did you girls go see Pinkie?”
>Princess Butterball sits next to you and nods.
>”You were right. Rainbow and Applejack are with her right now. I just came in to check up on you.”
>You looked down to your hands and flex them.
>Maybe it’s time to figure out what you can do.
“I think I should see Twilight today. I would like to figure out what I’m capable of.”
>And get a book.
>”If you’re doing a cavity check let me join in! I’ll look cute in a nurse outfit.”
>You nearly choke on your disgust.
“Don’t you have a bunny to go dote over?”
>”I’m just teasing, unless nurses are your fetish.”
>You glare at her.
“You already tried that one once.”
>”Yes, and then I found out you lied.”
>She gives you a very disappointed look.
>You don’t even care.
“And I’ll keep telling you no until you give up.”
>There you are the immovable object verse the unstoppable object.
>”I’m not giving up, and you are being stubborn.”
“You want the truth? I am not a horse fucker.”
>”We are not horses.”
“Smell like one, feel like one, eat like one, and you sound like one. You’re even almost the size of one now.”
>You both give each other cold confident glares.
>The seraphim of S’s and the Princess of Kindness.
>She breaks the stare down first and hops off the bed.
>”I’ll see you later. I have a nurse’s outfit to go find.”
>Someone please banish this crazy princess somewhere.

>You trudge through your mad house of crazy stairs.
“If I had a slinky this would be fun.”
>Just a heads up, it would catch on fire.
>Everything you love catches on fire.
>Only Dr. Zoidberg would understand.
>The mouth watering taste of lobster aside, you find Twilight’s door.
>Somehow.
>You open the door and the smell of old and new books hit you.
>Never thought you would miss this smell.
>You walk inside and it appears the tree got a huge overhaul.
>Based on the size you could probably see it from your house if you were allowed to look out the window.
>Bookcases tower around you.
>You stare up, and up, and up.
>You swear the tree top hangs into the sky.
>Like that one tree from Avatar...
>Why did you remember that movie?
“Twilight, are you here?”
>Your voice echoes off into the recess of the tree mansion.
>Maybe you should yell.
“Purple Smart are you here!?”
>The entire tree shakes under your voice.
>Books fall off their shelves and the wood creaks under the strain.
>You can barely make out the confused screams from ponies outside.
>Dang, you got a heck of a voice.
>It’s like you were meant to serenade to a being of infinite scope.
>Wait a minute...
>A purple flash appears before you as little Ms. Sparkle Princess finally graces you with her presence.
“Finally.”
>”Anon, I told you that the magic would tell me when you would show up. You didn’t have to yell.”
“Well if you weren’t here then I would be waiting for nothing.”
>Twilight rolls her eyes and groans her frustrations.
>”Fine, you wanted to test out your new self?”
>She can barely keep herself restrained.
>You remember the last time she studied you.
>It was before she was horny for you and it still feels like she raped you.
>Need to tamper her behavior with something.
“Have you seen Pinkie?”

>Twilight’s face droops as her normally flowie sparkly mane hangs low.
>”She’s hurting, but we are here for her. We knew that we would outlive our family, just not this soon.”
>She sighs as she stares at the floor.
>Now switch to something less depressing.
“Your home, how big is it now?”
>”Hmm, oh I just upgraded from the old one to this new tree. It’s an ash tree and it’s higher than Cloudsdale. I don’t have a name for it yet.”
“Yggdrasil.”
>”What?”
“You got to go with Yggdrasil. It was called the World Tree back home.”
>”Ok, that’s a strange name, but alright.”
>Yes, score one for Old Norse mythology.
>Suddenly a chair is shoved into your backside and you are forced to sit down in it.
>”All right time for some experiments.”
>Dang it, there is no denying her lust.
>Her eyes still have that heart shaped spark in them.
>The floor opens up to reveal a hidden stair case that goes down into darkness.
>Oh boy, more stairs.
>Violent flames come to life as she carries you down the tunnel to her mad scientist lab.
>Sure enough, she has created the lab of her dreams that only a Bond villain would approve of.
>Magic machines whirl away and stray wires snake across the floor.
>Twilight obviously not concerned with her work area hums a happy tune to herself.
“Don’t you dare sing.”
>”Aw, but Anon we have to test your singing voice.”
“The last time you sang a song you became an alicorn.”
>”Fine, but I still want you to sing.”
>Her eyes go half-mast again.
>”Maybe I can help you with that?”
>She touches your crotch and is burned for her lust.
>”Ow! Hmm, need to figure out how your defenses work.”
“Simple you lust you burn.”

>She slams the chair down and slaps some metal clamps over your arms.
>Wires, scanners, and a whisk head gear descends from above.
>Then your robes are gone.
“What the he—“
>You try to cover up with your wings, but clasps grab them and restrain them.
>Well what do you know, this was a bad idea.
>You are then stretch out your full length and suspended in the air
>You are now spread eagle before Twilight.
>She is breathing heavily and puts on a pair of reading glasses.
>”Subject, known as Anon, has increased in mass since his ascension and has now sprouted wings.”
>Twilight flies up close to you and breaths warm air on you.
>”Despite being what appears to be on fire, subject is still sensitive.”
>You shiver as she brushes her wings across your exposed legs.
>”Very, very sensitive. His muscle tone has improved since the last study.”
>You grunt out a reply.
“That’s because I am more active now compared to my old life. All I did before Equestria was sit around and screw around on my computer.”
>”While an adequate hypothesis subject fails to note that the mass he has gained shows that muscle quality has improved overall.”
>Twilight’s horn lights up as she drags her tongue from your leg up your side to the arm.
>”Does not have a salty taste like before, but is slightly spicy now. Muscles are very, very tone.”
>You can hear a nearby machine beep repeatedly as information is gathered.
>”How’s flying for you?”
“I haven’t really done it yet.”
>Twilight’s eyes are wide as her jaw drops.
>”Oh, you need to go see Rainbow then. You wings are different from ours though.”
>You feel pressure applied to one of your wings.
>”Larger, thicker, and powerful. Subject’s wings are capable of hiding the flames and dimming his natural nature. More flexible then a pegasus or alicorn’s wings.”
>Twilight bits down softly on the wing and covers it with saliva.
>She then blows on it making a chill go down your spine.
>”As noted from before his wings are sensitive and very soft.”
>Her horn lights up again and all your wings are grabbed and rubbed at several spots.
“OH Sh—“
>”Massaging subject’s wings is very arousing.”
>Twilight leans down to your ear.
>”For both the observer and the subject.”

>”Subject is breathing heavy now.”
“Twilight.”
>”His voice is soothing to the ears.”
“Twilight...”
>She drapes her wings around you.
>”When protected properly his body is soothing.”
“Twilight!”
>She practically jumps from your outburst.
“I know you love this little physical exam, but I kind of want to figure out what I’m capable of. After that little incident with Pinkie I would really like to know.”
>”Anon you have the rest of eternity to figure it out. This is the stimulating approach. Besides the book I read said that you should be properly aroused right now.”
>You grit your teeth and seethe at her.
“You can go outside and talk to your friends! I have friends out there I haven’t seen in weeks, and besides that book you read probably was a date book for stallions not men.”
>Twilight steps back with her ears folded down harshly.
>”Fine, we’ll finish the sensual examinations later.”
>Or never.
“Just give me back my robes”
>Twilight put you through the ringer.
>Running, jumping, skipping, singing, pole dan—
“I am not going to pole dance.”
>”But it’s for science.”
“That’s you excuse for everything.”
>Twilight glares at you before hitting a button.
>A coiled rod drops from the ceiling above you and zaps you with lightening.
>It does absolutely nothing to you.
“Did you just try to tazer me filly?”
>”Subject is immune to harmful kilowatts of energy, and very uncooperative.”
“Oh no you just didn’t.”
>The machines around you suddenly fold into the walls and floors leaving behind a large open empty room.
>”Then what are you going to do about it?”
“Wait, are you egging me on? Oh my gosh, Twilight Sparkle the egghead is picking a fight with me.”

>”You’ve been like a grumpy colt Anon.”
>Her horn glows as she confidently smirks at you.
>You crack your knuckles and chuckle.
>You’re pretty sure all she has to do is grab you with her magic.
“Oh get off your high horse.”
>Anon uses Extreme Speed!
>Twilight uses Protect!
>You fist hits the barrier and it slightly bends under your punch.
>Huh, pretty sure that you couldn’t do that as base Anon.
>Twilight smacks you in the face with a magic bolt.
>Ow.
>Your sorry butt is knocked clean off the floor.
>You jump back up on your feet.
>Princess Know-It-All is sticking her tongue at you.
>The shield is also gone.
>You only have one chance.
>She blinks.
>Your behind her in an instant.
>”What!?”
“Gotcha!”
>You pick up her whole body and prepare for a suplex.
>”Wait Anon! No no no no NO!”
>Her pleas for mercy fall short from your ears.
>You slam her into the floor.
>Victory.
>You get back up and dust yourself off.
>Twilight is struggling helpless.
>She didn’t hit her head, but her horn is impaled into the ground.
>Her flank is sticking straight up in the air as she wiggles around.
“Ha, man beats horse.”
>”Anon, help me up!”
>Neigh Princess, you are beyond help.”
>Twilight starts to flap her wings as she groans.
“If only I brought popcorn, this is pretty funny.”
>Her hooves push against the ground as her rump bobs up and down.
>You walk over to tease her a little more.
“Hey Twilight, you got a portable camera around? I’m sure some stal--!!!”
>Suddenly, with an audible crack, Twilight pops out of the ground and flies backwards into you.

>You are a little dazed at not entirely sure what’s going on.
>Something soft and squishy is on top of you and it’s pressed tightly to your face.
“When did I get a teddy bear?”
>Hey, it’s squirming against you when you talked.
>Do it again!
“My body is over the ocean; my body is over the sea!”
>Is something leaking?
>Hey Brain, what’s going on up there?
>Rebooting right about now.
>Twilight Sparkle is sitting on your face.
>Her junk is giving you mouth to mouth, and it’s talking back to you right now.
“AH! Get it off!”
>You throw her off as you gag.
“Why!? I can taste the sin in my mouth and it’s not burning off!”
>You turn a hot glare towards Sprinkles whose face is turning red.
>”Hey don’t give me that look; you were the one that decided to drill me into the ground.”
>You point at a figure to refute her, but come up short of a comeback.
“Fine, is there anything else we need to do?”
>A machine rises up next to Twilight and some parchment is printed off.
>She takes the paper up and starts to read it.
“>I’ve been scanning constantly as you entered here...Ok you’re really strange.”
“Give it to me straight doc, how long do I have?”
>She looks up at you with a raised eyebrow.
>”You are a physical being and a spirit based being. You’re more related to Discord then to us.”
“So if I’m going to get anywhere with this whole every mortal dying from looking at me I need to ask for his help.”
>Twilight gives you a nervous nod.
>”You’re not really faster than before, but you can move through space easier. Like when you just appeared behind me when I blinked. You don’t have an exhaustion limit and you have decent strength. That’s all I have in a thesis summary.”
“I’m not looking forward to asking Discord to help me.”
>Then you get a mean idea, Twilight doesn’t know you can do this.
“Hey Twilight.”
>”Yes Anon?”
“Check this.”
>You bend your arm.
>In every direction.
>At the same time.
>”MY BRAIN!”

>You are Princess Rarity, Generosities Bearer.
>Discord was enough to convince to spruce up Anon’s home.
>What Anon doesn’t know is that there are secret rooms hidden underneath the house now.
>When the time is right you will share with him these chambers.
>Currently you are...rectifying an old issue.
>Blueblood hangs from the ceiling blindfolded and gagged.
>He has no idea what has happened to him and you are reveling in his fear.
>You have blessed him with some whip marks on his body.
>Shaved some hair off of him, and gave him a new coat of mud.
>Would you do this to Anon?
>Probably not...
>You rip off the gag and Blueblood gasps for air.
>”How dare you kidnap me! When I find out who you are the Princess is going to rain down judgment for this treachery.”
>How cute, he’s trying to sound threatening.
“That won’t be necessary.”
>The blindfold is removed.
>He looks around with fear in his eyes.
>Oh right, it’s completely dark in here and he needs light to see.
>You horn glows and the crystals shine along with you.
 >Blueblood’s eyes widen as his bravado disappears.
>”Y-you! You whorse, you dare!”
>A whip snaps close to him and he flinches.
“Don’t play coy with me dog. I know what you have been playing behind our backs, trying to attack my friends through treachery and manipulation. I haven’t lost my ears. I know what the nobles talk about.”
>”You know nothing commoner. Those wings are a lie and a blasphemy. I am actual royalty and the birthright belongs to me!”

>You sigh as you take out a flask.
“I originally planned to let you live and wallow in your disgusting filth you call an ego, Prince Blueblood the Useless. I would slowly have chipped away your sanity in the many years to come. Bought the property you owned until you had nothing left, win all your allies in the court, have you haggled by the presses with questionable nature. Until there was nothing left, but a sad despicable beast wasting away in despair.”
>You shake the contents of your precious flask.
>”Don’t think you can get away with this. You will be stripped of your rank and banished to the farthest reaches of Equestria.”
>You ignore his whining.
>”But then you decided to attack my friends. You were about to get a petition with the nobles going to remove my friend Applejack from power. After all a common earth pony hardly deserves such a title, but I know it was just a start until you got the rest of us. Blueblood, You Don’t Attack My Friends.”
>The room slightly flashes red as you growl at him.
>He is breathing hard.
>”What are you going to do?”
“Do you know who Anonymous is?”
>”The talking monster? I have seen him. I also heard he was given the gift, but hasn’t been heard of since.”
“He is not a monster you foal. He is a gentlestallion of flawless quality, and he is going to be your judge.”
>”An ape is going to judge me? How ridiculous.”
“The gift we gave him is now beyond comprehension. It is divine power that judges those for their wickedness. What I have in this bottle is some of his essence that Princess Sparkle of Magic acquired from a recent study. When you look at it, it will burn you. When you drink it, you will be punished for your sins. No Blueblood I will not kill you, your very nature will kill you.”
>You force his mouth open with your magic and pour some of the contents into him.
>The effects are immediate, he starts to convulse and scream in pain.
>His eyes roll back into his head as he strains against the rope.
>Then he catches on fire.
>”Damn you!”
“No, you are damned.”
>Devine fire envelops him and he is no more.
>Not even any ashes are left.
>You look at the rest of the contents in the flask and drink the rest.
>A little spicy.
“Anon you taste divine.”

>You are random plot point on the side of the hill.
>You overlook the boarded up house that hides your goal.
>Your hood hides your features, but a sharp grin forms on your face.
>The creature inside is your key to conquest.
“Excellent.”