The Harassment Chronicles
Touchy Twilight

Winter, 6 months later…

Boring, boring, boring. That's all Twilight could see as she put books on her shelves in the library. A massive wall of the foreboding "work" that actually went along with owning a business. It wasn't often that people or ponies would come into the library, god forbid a weekend like this. Even then, she had no adventures or assignments from the princesses as of late. So what was she to do? She could read some more shit, but of course that was a delight she always indulged herself in. And maybe… just maybe… books were getting a bit boring. It was hard to believe and honestly quite jarring to think about, but yes. Maybe she was finally getting bored of the books she had on offer. She wasn't swayed however, there were still some books she had never read before in the library she could maybe still find new enjoyment out of. It was a section that mostly young human boys and Rainbow Dash would loiter about and read in, the comics section in the far corner of the room wasn't a place she'd normally select a riveting adventure from. Spike often would, reading in his little bed and keeping her up with his irritating flash light shining. Of course there was the OTHER section of the library that Rainbow Dash also always visited. Twilight was apprehensive to ever be caught in this section, it was blocked with a curtain and in a different little room but it was still there. The adults only section.

So she spent the good part of the morning at the breakfast table, staring at the small sign that barred any stupid teens from stumbling in. (Though they probably would anyway) Spike hadn't waken up yet, she was all alone to think about it. It was there before she started living in the library and she honestly had no idea what it was stocked with. Eventually, while sitting there already dressed for the day, she got up and made her way over to the section. Quickly slipping behind the curtain she looked over the one shelf before her. It was packed with material, all sorts of books and comics and just papery things that had naked things on them. It was obvious she wasn't taking care of this part of the library, books were stuffed in at random and ripped pages were all over the shelf, graffiti all over the sides and insides of the books. All that aside, she had an idea of what she wanted to see. Skipping over the Japanese things and the books of naked women, she pulled out a little paper back that enticed her well enough with the title.

"Flesh Fare…" She said quietly while holding the smut in her hand, looking to the caption under the title reading "girl's edition". The cover depicted some light haired fair skinned young human man posing himself against a wall, immediately drawing an open mouth smile from Twilight as she brought her face closer to the picture of the scantily clad boy. With wide, intense eyes she came out of the room and grabbed a book of something else off the shelf, sliding her material into the pages and covering her tracks. Taking a seat at her desk, she began to flip through the pages of her new found book, her ears perked and tail lifted now at the sights depicted by this magical collection.

"I didn't even know you could do that with a boy…" She gasped as she flipped through the pages, the particularly cuddly ones tickling her fancy. The actual intercourse images more than a little enticing to her.

"Wow… he's… flexible." She squeaked, feeling herself warm up at each sensual image. Her fantasies were running wild now, being pushed against these sweaty, strong, young bodies and having free liberty to do as she pleased with them. Absolutely rutting their brains out and holding on for dear life afterwards. Ideas and scenarios zipped through her head, driving her to slowly move a hand down to her goodies under the desk. Slowly she felt her nethers up, feeling the radiating heat against her fuzzy fingers as her panties began to run, her already feeling a wet spot. She was flipping through the pages faster and faster, filling her mind with the perverse images she craved. Until she was ripped from her thoughts by a human male tapping on her desk.

"Excuse me Ma'am?" She squeaked and looked up at him, closing her book with a clap.

"Yes?!" She gasped, looking up at the man. He was a younger man, his short, dark hair accented with frosted tips, spiked up fashionably while he wore his black school jacket and white shirt. He jumped a little at her sudden answer, his backpack small and some sort of coffee in hand.

"Um… I was just about to say that I needed the book you're holding." He took a step back from the desk, his voice quiet with a hint of an English accent. Twilight blushed now, trying to think of a way to extract her own book.

"Oh um… er… of course." She pulled her book out quickly and let it slip into her lap, closing the book and handing it to him. He took it from her and gave her a strange look, opening the inside and seeming to check something.

"Alright… this is the one, Advanced Physics volume 3. A little… wet but the right book. Thank you." He closed it and wiped his hand on his jacket, Twilight looking over the person before her. He was undeniably handsome, young, well dressed and wearing quite a stylish haircut. His face may have been a little pale, but he was still manly enough to excite her.

"No, thank you… um…" She said as she looked up to him, asking for his name in her words.

"Terrance. Terrance Clyde." He said as he turned about, making his way out of the library.

"B-bye Terrance!" She gasped just as the door closed, her standing at her desk. She watched him go through the window, her entire attention still held by the mysterious young man. Slowly she sat down and found her other book, her mind clouded with thoughts.

"I've never seen him around here before. That's a little strange."

"What's that?"

"Ah!" She squeaked at Spike's voice, dropping her book before she could even open it.

"Spike! When did you get here?" She asked manically. Covering her shame.

"Uuuuuh… three seconds ago?" He said with a spooked expression, looking up at his slowly calming friend.

"You okay Twilight? What did that guy say to you?"

"It's nothing Spike. I'm just a little distracted." She said as she opened her book, keeping it flat against the desk.

"Well alright then Twilight. I'm gonna make breakfast." He made his way over the stove and threw on his little apron, leaving Twilight to her book again. She continued looking through the pages of naked person after naked person, something seeming like it was missing. Every face (if there was one to be seen) being immediately replaced with that British zipper head. Everything else hung well to her, she just couldn't shake that face. She only saw it for a few seconds but it was already driving her mad, she wanted to see it again… preferably dripping with something but she wanted to see it. The more she thought about it the more his named bounced around in her head.

"Terrance… Terrance… who is he?" She had never heard of a person named that around here, she definitely would remember someone like that if she had seen him lately. She racked her brain but nothing about him could quite come to her, up until now she had never ever seen his face.

"Spike? Have you seen a human walking around with a spikey hair cut and a snooty jacket walking around lately?" She asked her equally purply friend, him looking back from some sort of breakfast mixed with blots of compressed carbon.

"Wasn't someone just like that talking to you a second ago?" By now she had slid her smut under some papers and books, not wanting to start something she would've regretted.

"Yes but I've never seen him around here before."

"So? He probably just moved here." He said with a smile, mixing in spices and other bullshit dragons don't eat. Twilight was conflicted, she wanted to know more about this mystery man, but at the same time not be a bizarre stalker and track him down. Though maybe if she really wanted to she could…

"Why do you ask?" Twilight froze for a second, trying to think of something to tell him that wasn't a blatant or otherwise sub-par lie, coming up blank.

"Oh… no reason. Just interesting to see a new face every now and then." She moved her focus to something else, finding a stack of books that maybe she could dig something out of to read. Finding herself a little something about seeing spells. She skipped through some pages to find something she hadn't already read or didn't already know, coming to a page that grabbed her attention.

"Espionage spells… Hm…" She read over the spells that she normally skipped, seeing spells like "neck breaking" and "hyper hearing". She stopped at two certain spells, the implications of what she could possibly do with these things making her blush with ideas.

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3 days later…

"Okay… one more time." Twlight whispered to herself, sitting at her desk with a pair of gloves covering her purple furred hands. Her horn started to emit its pale pink aura as she concentrated, watching as the shape of the gloves slowly faded from her hands. The color shifted away from the pale blue of the fabric to that of her fur, the spell working its magic.

"Yes… oh sweet Celestia it works!" She gasped quietly, inspecting herself over to find herself naked. She squeed in delight, finding that her minimal X-ray spell had succeeded. She let her magic fade, her clothing slowly coming back to her body as she pulled her gloves off and throwing them on the desk. She couldn't help but smile, preparing herself to test her next spell before the door burst open.

"Hey Twilight!" She almost fell back in her chair as Pinkie Burst into the room, wearing the strangest apparel she had ever seen her in.

"I need a book about knots!" She came right up against the desk, bearing down on her unicorn friend.

"Knots?" Twilight questioned to her happy friend, her eyes wondering down the pink horse monster's body.

"Pinkie what are you wearing?"

"You like my new threads?" She took a step back, showing herself off. She was wearing some sort of black sweat shirt with "AM" in white letters on the front, her cargo pants obviously too big for her and blue converses torn to hell.

"Uuuuh… where did you get those?" She questioned with an almost scared look, her friend still smiling as she looked through the shelves.

"Here and there, my new boyfriend ley me borrow his jacket though." She said nonchalantly, peeping at the spines of the stupid amount of books packed tight on the shelves.

"You have a boyfriend?"

"Mh-hm! He's a really nice human boy." She pulled a book out, flipping through the pages quickly and skimming the material.

"What's his name?" Pinkie stopped for a second, her eyes wider than usual as if she was deep in thought.

"Um… er… his name is…" She stopped and just stared straight ahead, quickly bringing the book over to Twilight.

"This is the book I'm looking for!" She blurted out quickly, holding the book directly in front of her and smiling nervously.

"But what about his name? Tell me something about him Pinkie." She said with a hopeful smile, not sure why she was so hesitant to blurt something out like she usually did. She opened the book and slipped in the little card, marking down the information. She looked away from her now stuttering friend for just a second, looking back up to find the door swinging back and forth on its hinges.

"Pinkie?" She asked quietly, standing up to look over to the door and possibly for the pink blur that just tore through her home. She was about to sit back down, hearing the door open once more for two messy looking men to walk in. One was pretty obese, dressed warmly for the freezing winter weather outside and covered in snow. The one behind him however, was someone a bit more familiar.

"The hell was that thing Terrance?"

"How the hell should I know?! We were tackled by a pink blur in a land of magic and talking horses. Could've been anything!" They both were carrying small stacks of papers, them now disorganized and wet from the apparent pinkish assault that happened earlier.

"Can I help you boys?" Twilight said to the quarreling duo, her blush luckily hidden under her fur as she saw her target. She activated her spell quickly, the glow of her horn barely visible as she saw the clothing slowly fade from Terrance's body. His rotund friend piped in first however, her attention going to him and making her immediately feel the will to vomit.

"Yeah our friend Phillip went missing the last week. We were wondering if we could put up from flyers around here." She tried to keep a straight face, her blush and arousal immediately fading when all she saw the exposed flabbiness before her.

"I… uh… yes. Yes you may." She ripped her attention away from the horrible sight in front of her, trying to focus back on the main course.

"Thank you! We'll be quick." He said as he turned around, the sight following him flat out frightening the unicorn as she looked around to find her prize. She turned her head towards the front of the library, seeing the firm, toned upper body of Terrance. She smiled and put her chin in hands, simply examining every teeny tiny detail that lined and doted his pale body. With her spell everything was on full display for her, her sharp eyes memorizing every bump, ridge, indent and color on him. Right now Twilight was simply enjoying herself, watching him move about and pin a few flyers here and there. Suddenly her whole vision was blocked by the blob.

"Excuse me ma'am bu-"

"AH!" She yelped as she fell back in her chair, drawing their attention as Terrance rushed up to the desk.

"The hell did you do Jacob?" He questioned sharply as he looked down at the unicorn, watching her look right back at him.

"I-I'm fine Terrance…" She was still lying in her chair as she looked up at him, mesmerized again by his chiseled face, his hair still done up in his exotic spikes.

"You alright down there Ma'am? You seem like you hit your head." He was coming round the desk now, his neatly tucked goodies approaching her face as he crouched down to help her up.

"Oh sweet Celestia its right there!" She blushed and bit her lip, standing up stiffly before he got too close.

"Y-yes I'm fine! I'm alright." She smiled sheepishly and brushed herself off. He backed off a little, picking up her chair for her.

"Well alright then… thanks for letting us put up the flyers." She blushed at him, rubbing the back of her head nervously before him.

"Oh it was nothing. Could you tell me about you friend maybe? I'll keep an eye out for him."

"Yes of course… your height maybe, blonde hair, he's a real small fellow wears this black sweat shirt where ever he goes." Twilight was fading in and out of what he was saying, her eyes darting up and down to scope out his goodies. His underwear obviously held them in a rather strange looking position, but she couldn't care less.

"I'll… I'll let you know if I see him." She said, her eyes firmly fixed on his junk. He had quickly caught on to her darting her eyes, waving a hand in front of her face.

"Hey, I'm up here." She snapped back up to his face, him not looking too happy. She blushed intensely, her ears folding back against her head as she shrank in his presence.

"Sorry…" She almost whispered as his stare was still fixed on her. He held it for a good few seconds before he turned and left, grabbing his stack of flyers off the desk and quickly leaving.

"Sorry bout my friend Terrance. He's… a bit of a racist." She looked over to the other man, kicking herself again for doing it.

"Racist?" She questioned, looking only at his face.

"He doesn't like ponies… at all."

"What's he doing in Equestria then?"

"School… work. Lots of jobs for people in Equestria." He turned and grabbed his flyers, Twilight's eyes catching the back end of what one could only describe as a human train wreck, grabbing a book and burying her nose in it.

"Thank you ma'am!" He said has he left, Twi almost immediately jumping up from her seat when the door closed, her rushing over and locking it shut. With that done, she rushed up the stairs and dashed into her bathroom, ripping her clothes off. The spell was quickly de-activated as she did so, her fumbling becoming ripping as she shed her garments, looking done at naked form. He lower lips were puffy and wet, radiating heat and moistness as she dug her fingers into them. She yipped in delight and reached over with a hand to turn on the water, the loud rush of water drowning out the sound of her hard rubbing and gasping. Slowly, she slid into the bath tub and let the water pool around her. Now that all was set, she pushed a finger into herself, closing her eyes and letting the bliss flow along with the images she crammed into her head.

It was a long while before she was panting in an almost completely full tub, one hand still between her legs and the other holding a boob. She relaxed in the hot, steaming water, gently trailing fingers up and down herself as she thought some things over.

"He's so handsome... polite, quiet, sexy… well hung. But… if he's racist to ponies…" Her thoughts buzzed and clashed in her head, her attempts to make a coherent idea failing miserably.

"I want him… but… he doesn't want me… he won't ever want me." She slowly opened her eyes and stopped rubbing herself, sitting up in the tub and giving a sigh. Her mood was quickly dropping.

"He probably thinks I'm some sort of pervert now, staring at him like that. How could I do something so… so… lewd?" She ran her fingers through her mane and started to get out of the tub and dress herself. It had been a good hour and a half since she had started her bath, she hadn't been keeping track of time but one look at the clock told her she might be in a bad spot. She was re-dressed rather quickly as she made her way down stairs and back to her desk.

She quickly remembered that pretty much nobody came into the library.

"Oh…" She said as she slumped at her desk, burying her face in her folded arms.

3 MORE days later…

Twilight stacked books back on her shelves monotonously, more bored than usual as Spike was off doing one of his weird shenanigans, leaving her alone in the tree for the day. She had planned to read all the porn she could, having already hidden a stack under her desk and ready to get right to it once she finished. The door opened behind her as she pretty much ignored it, probably being just some kids returning their messy comic books or something of that ilk. She was surprised however to feel a tap at her shoulder, her turning to see it was the man himself.

"Terrance?"

"You remembered my name?" She blushed at him as he shook it off quickly, book in hand.

"N-never mind. I just came by to return my book and say something."

"Oh goodness… is that wet dream coming true?" She took the book from his hands gently, blushing still as he seemed to think over his words.

"Look… my friend Jacob apparently told you I was a racist."

"Yeah…"

"That's not true. My friend's just an idiot and we were having a bit of a tough day. I'm sorry if I came off that way, that's not the kind of person I am." He held his hands up defensively, twilight letting herself feel a wave of relief.

"Really?! That's great!" She said happily with a bit of a bounce, holding the book tightly to her chest. He seemed to be relieved himself, obviously a bit too reserved to show it on her level though.

"But that does beg the question, why would Jacob say something like that about you?"

"I honestly don't know what goes through his head sometimes." He sighed with his words, offering a hand to Twilight.

"Sorry to bother you Miss Twilight. Thanks for the book." She immediately felt confused. His hand wasn't extended for a bump… nor was he was he reaching for her boob… what did he want? Did he want her to grab his hand? Lick it? WHAT?

"Um… it's a handshake." He kept his hand aloft, the still baffled unicorn staring at it wordlessly.

"Grab my hand and shake it." He said flatly, watching her hand slowly wrap around his. She blushed deeply at finally touching him, his hand warm, soft, strong and gentle as took in the feeling. She moved her arm up and down with his, his hand letting go while hers kept his in place. Her eyes were strictly focused on the contact, her having zoned out a while ago. He pulled at her and saw she was still holding, feeling more and more uncomfortable as he began to violently yank his hand from her, stumbling back a step.

"The point is to let go after just a second!" He said as he wiped his hand, feeling some of her sweat clinging to him.

"Is there something we need to talk about here?" He was getting angry now, Twilight feeling a pang of panic run through her.

"Um… uh… w-why do you say that?"

"Because you're really starting to creep me out here… and that's not how ponies normally greet me." He took another step from her, Twi fighting the urge to step right back in front of him. She tried to think of something that she could say that wouldn't make this even worse, her ears flopping back onto her head and into her mane a she bit her lip.

"I… Terrance I think you're really handsome." She squeaked out, feeling her face heat up as his sharp glare seemed to dull.

"Huh?" He questioned with a growing blush, not expecting such bluntness.

"You… I… I think you're really good looking and… I was thinking… maybewecouldgoonadate." She blurted out, her eyes on the floor.

"Uuuuuuh…"

"I-I'm sorry! Just never mind that I said anything!" She squeaked, using her magic to start pushing him towards the door. He slid across the floor as he his heels ground into the floor her magic un-intentionally pushing right into his butt.

"H-hey wait!" He shouted as she put him right out the door, locking it behind him and probably throwing him directly on his face. She squeaked and went to her window, seeing him picking himself up from the snow and yelping as it went directly down his jacket. She opened the window slightly.

"Sorry!" She slammed it shut and also locked the window, pulling the curtains over it before he saw her. She curled up against the wall and slid down it, hearing the crunching of snow outside the door as he stood up. She wasn't sure what to do, she had panicked at the one time where it would've been imperative to do just the opposite.

"Oh… Twilight you idiot." A knock came at the door, her not wanting to answer it.

"Miss Twilight? We can talk about this." She recoiled at his voice, scooting from the door. He pulled at the latch and knocked more, insistent on getting answers for her bizarre behavior.

"Twilight… can you at least explain some of this to me?" She didn't follow up on his question, hoping he'd just go away so she could think in peace.

"Ugh… if I take you out on a date will that make you less weird?" She perked up at that.

"I got an extra ticket to the opera tonight… is that something you'd like to do?" She squeaked at the offer, the image of him and her well dressed, them sitting close to each other, in the dark… when no other pony would be paying attention to them…

She slowly opened the door, peeping out at him. He was covered head to toe with snow, smiling a little to her, still looking a bit uneasy.

"I'm sorry if I came off like a dick… and if you really like me… maybe I can give it a chance." He smirked, a blush obvious on his face even though he was already red from the cold. She opened the door slowly.

"You… you're serious?" She asked quietly.

"Well why not? You like me, that's painfully obvious, I find you cute in a… weird way." If anything I need someone to go with or else I wasted my money." She felt a smile creep across her face, her ears perking back up and her tail lifting to give a wag.

"I… I'd love to." She squeaked out, sounding like more like her butter colored friend. He let out a quick sigh of relief, pulling out a tiny piece of paper and handing it to her.

"I'll pick you up at 6:30 Sharp."

"O-okay Terrance." She squeaked as she closed the door, holding the ticket in both hands and bouncing about happily.

"YES! Yes, yes, yes, yes! I got a date with Terrance!" She squealed as she hopped in place, her smile wide and gleeful as she laid it on her desk. She rushed to her closet to find something to wear, only finding her usual apparel and some rather unimpressive dresses. Her smile now became a disappointed frown. All her fancier dresses were with Rarity and everything on offer in her own home didn't seem fancy enough for some opera.

"Hm… eh. I'll just go get my dress from her." She said as she grabbed her coat, heading out the door and towards the boutique in question.

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Twilight stepped up to the door of the fancy building, knocking on the door gently and waiting patiently for her plush white friend to answer. After loud rustling and many squeaks the door opened, revealing a messy Rarity with stained fur, thin clothes and an absolutely fabulous mane.

"Hello Twilight… didn't expect you." She said as she panted, sounding and looking like she had sprinted like a maniac to the door.

"Hey Rarity… is this a good time or-"

"No, no it's alright darling. I was just working out downstairs when I heard the doorbell." She led her in, reeking of sweat and… other bodily juices. She had reddened and matted parts of her fur near her hands and neck, her having a seat tiredly.

"So, what is that you need?" She asked with a smile, her shirt thin enough to let the slight silhouette of a black leather bra and corset show through, Twi doing her best not to notice as she sat down across from her friend.

"I need one of the dresses you made for me. I got asked out to the opera!" She giggled with delight, her friend meeting her excitement with a sincere smile.

"You were asked out on a date? Twilight that's wonderful! What's the fellow's name?"

"Terrance Clyde. He's a human boy that lives around here."

"Oooooooh… is he handsome? Dashing? Perhaps even a tad bit sexy?" Twilight felt herself blushing, her ears flopping down as she bit her lip.

"He's… yes. Very." She barely stuttered out, her friend's eyes narrowing as she spoke.

"What's the plan then? Is it a simple "kiss on the cheek thank you ma'am" night or are you hoping to steal his heart?" Her tone was lower than it should've been, her implications plainly obvious as Twi only blushed more.

"I'd really like to see if he'd… ya know… tonight. But I don't think he likes me as much I like him."

"What makes you say that dear?"

"I um… might like him a bit more than I should." Rarity's face didn't change as she only smiled wider.

"Love at first sight?" She questioned knowingly, her friend smiling now.

"I guess you could call it that."

"Darling… I'm not one for using magic to seduce a man… but you do know some rather helpful spells don't you?" There was an intense silence that followed, both of their gazes locked with the other.

"Are you saying use magic to… force him to like me?"

"Simple as that. He can't say "no" once he's gotten a bit of that "want it, need it" spell you've got."

"That's not too… ethical Rarity. I don't want to force this kind of thing on someone I feel this way about."

"Then tell me, what is it about him you like?" She leaned back in her chair, giving her friend a sharp look.

"Well… his hair… his voice, his politeness… his body's not too bad of a piece."

"X-ray spell?"

"…yes." At that word Rarity leaned into the table, her chin in her hands as she smirked.

"Twilight…. you know nothing about this man do you?"

"I… I know his name… I know his friend went missing… he's young."

"Stop. I've seen enough. My recommendation still stands. You want him to worship you, use your magic. If you want to wait 7 centuries for him to actually see how you feel about him that's just fine too." She stood up and made her way over to a closet, looking through 6 bags hung from a bar.

"Or don't do anything. Go to the opera and become his best friend who just happens to be a girl." She pulled out a fancy dress with Twi's name on it, handing it to her.

"I'll support you no matter what you do." She patted her friend's shoulder, turning for the door that lead to the basement.

"If you'd be so kind and lock the door on your way out? I'm closing early tonight." And with that she shut the door, a click coming from it to signal it was locked. Twilight felt more conflicted than ever now, grabbing her dress with a sullen demeanor and leaving the shop

She was barely 3 meters from Rarity's door before she saw something she couldn't possibly think was real. Fluttershy buying beef jerky from a stand at the market. She slowly approached her friend, coming from an angle to not scare her.

"Flutteshy?" She scared her anyway.

"EEK!" She squeaked, almost dropping her baggy of groceries.

"Oh it's just you Twilight. Fancy seeing you out here…" Her friend almost whispered, tucking her baggy away under her jacket.

"Fluttershy why are you buying Jerky? I can't imagine what you of all ponies could do with it."

"Oh um… i-it's not for me."

"Really? Who's it for then?" Her friend was already stepping back from her, staring at the ground and hiding her face in her mane.

"Um… my human friend Markus."

"You have a human friend?"

"Sorryhavetogo!" She squealed and ran off, kicking up snow and almost bumping into 5 people with her mad dash to get away. With a horribly confused expression Twilight stared as her friend ran straight out of town, disappearing behind the few trees that hid her cottage.

"Uuuuuh… alright then."

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It was 6:25, Twilight in her good dress and hair in a fancy up do as she read through more porn. She was still conflicted what on earth she was going to do. Sure having him bend to her will entirely and worship her like a god would be undeniably… kinky. But on the other hand something like that could get her sent to jail or sued if his family figured out. Then again… if she used her magic she could in theory get her horn rubbed all she wanted… then again he would lose all initiative in his life. BUT she would always have the best pillow in all of Equestria… and also the clingiest. That would be really cute of him… and disturbing to all her friends. She could stop practicing kissing on a pillow... that was it. The benefits were highly out weighing the cons in this issue. She was leaning more towards using magic to make him her sex slave. But those thoughts quickly dissipated when a couple sharp knocks came from the door. She almost exploded as she hopped up and ran towards the front, making sure she was still pretty and taking a deep breath.

"Okay Twilight… you can do this. It'll be worth it I promise." She slowly opened the door with an excited smile, her disappointment overflowing with the reveal.

"Hey Twilight!" Squealed Pinkie, still dressed in men's clothes.

"PINKIE?!" She backed up sharply, her friend coming in and shaking off the snow from her poofiness.

"Of course it's me silly hooves! Who else?!" She giggled and reached into her bosom, pulling out the book she had taken out last week.

"Pinkie didn't you see the sign? I'm closed right now."

"But I need to return this book I took out." She pushed the book on her friend, still wearing the same jacket as last time. This time however, she wore a pair of old corduroys and snow boots, a black toboggan barely holding down her mane. With a groan Twilight took the book, seeing it was in horrible shape.

"Pinkie what did you do with this? It's all…wet and the pages are stained."

"Don't you have some sort of book cleaner or something? I didn't mean to get it all messy." She inspected the book more, seeing it was at least still legible as she face palmed.

"Alright I'll check it in." Pinkie's giant eyes wondered up and down Twilight as she laid it on her desk.

"Watchya doin Twilight? You look really fancy!"

"I um… I got a date tonight." Pinkie immediately smiled and giggled, her tail wagging quickly as her hat almost popped off from her mane.

"REALLY?! WHOWHOWHOWHOWHO?!" She jumped towards her friend and put both her hands to her shoulders, shaking her around.

"PINKIE CALM DOWN!" She was able to get her to slow down, her mane now getting messy.

"His name is Terrance. Terrance Clyde." Pinkie immediately stopped dead in her tracks, frozen with eyes wide and mane slightly de-poofing.

"T-t…. CLYDE?!" She squealed in fear, the strength of her grip on Twilight doubling.

"Pinkie what's the matter?" She was panting and looking around frantically, letting her friend go and zipping to the door.

"I-I have to go! Don't tell him you know me!" She opened the door fast, showing the man himself with hand up to knock on the door.

"OH NO!" Pinkie Squeaked as she jumped back, his expression towards her dropping.

"You!" He yelled, pointing a finger at her and sneering sharply.

"Oh Cupcakes! Twilight hide me!" He stepped up and grabbed her by the scruff of her jacket, pulling her close to him.

"I KNEW IT WAS YOU!" He shouted, Pinkie's hands immediately going to his wrists to try and pull him off.

"N-Now Terrance, we wouldn't want to do anything that you'd regret would you?!"

"WHERE'S MY BROTHER?!" Twilight stood back and tried to keep out of this confusing situation, not sure who to root for.

"I… um… NECK CHOP!" She karate chopped Terrence directly in the jugular. He coughed and lingered for a second or two, falling straight down in a painful heap.

"Oh that actually worked!" She giggled as he was out cold, Twilight absolutely shocked.

"Pinkie… what did you do?!" She rushed up to the young man on the floor, kneeling and making sure he was okay.

"Twilight… it's really complicated. Just please don't tell anyone!" Twilight looked him over, seeing a bruise forming on the side of his neck and looking to her friend. She was about to say no, then she looked down once more. He was out, but he looked so peaceful. His soft expression and fancy clothes making his manly, chiseled features even more arousing and titillating to her eyes. She laid his head in her lap and held it affectionately, stroking his gelled hair and touching his soft face. She felt herself warming and blushing at the more she touched him, completely ignoring her baffled friend.

"Twilight? … you um… are we good?"

"Let me keep him and I won't say a word." That was all Pinkie needed to hear, rushing out the door and closing it behind her, leaving Twilight to her prize. She used her magic to lift him up, carrying him up the stairs and unzipping his pants as she went, getting to her bed and pushing her face into his crotch as he floated above the bed. With a strong huff she felt the bliss of intoxication run down her spine, a smile running across her face as she nuzzled into him. She was already yanking his pants off, her magic making quick work of his socks and shoes. She let him drop to the bed, slipping out of her dress and letting her hair drop. Now that she was fully casual and in her undies with her man, she took a breath.

"Hi Terrance… glad to see you're out of the shower… you look really handsome tonight." She slowly undid her bra, letting it drop to the floor.

"I'm feeling really hot tonight… if you're not too tired I'd like if… if maybe I could… just sit on your face for a little."

"…"

"Thank you sweetie!" She squeed and climbed into the bed with him, pulling off the rest of his clothes and looking over his freshly naked body, feeling like in a kid in a candy store the size of a shopping mall. She giggled and fussed as she ran her hands all over him. She grabbed and poked as she wanted, not sure where to start anymore as the smorgasbord of pure man laid in her bed peacefully.

"Oh Terrance, I thought you would be tired after all that fun we had on the table. Guess you really can't get enough of me." She giggled and put a finger to his bottom lip, moving it to her words.

"Oh yes Twilight, I love being naughty and snuggly with you." She giggled and started to straddle his face, moving her goodies closer and closer to his face.

"Remember honey, no teeth." She touched it to his lips gently when she started to feel something move against her lips.

"Ugh… my ne-… AAAAAAAAAAH!" She squealed as she heard him scream, falling off the bed as he bolted upright.

"What the hell is going on here?!" He shouted, throwing a blanket over himself.

"Terrance I'm sorry!" She screamed, covering herself and scooting away from him.

"YOU… YOU LITTLE-"

"SLEEPING GAS GO!" Immediately something small and metallic clocked him in the skull, spewing a thin green gas as he collapsed onto the bed, snoring gently. Twilight looked around for the source of the thing, seeing a head poking out from a window.

"Scootaloo?"

"Hey Twilight. Good luck with the man!" like that she was gone, Twilight slowly standing and letting out a tense breath. Her man was now entirely incapacitated, her taking the opportunity to cast the want it need it spell. The small hearts moving to his head and floating around as he smiled in his sleep.

"Mmmh… Twilight…" He whispered in his sleep, Twilight feeling herself about to explode. With that she jumped into the bed, landing next to him and rearing up. Claiming her prize with gusto.

Author's Notes: Chapter 5 will uploaded this weekend, just be patient. That will conclude the winter saga, which is my excuse why chapter 6 will take a while. Again, be patient.