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Counseling on a Pfriday (WIP)

By Uh-hmmm
Created: 18th December 2020 02:44:56 PM

  1. > Be Anon, school counselor
  2. > You are stuck with the Dazzlings, because
  3. > A) They are manipulative, evil girls,
  4. > B) No one really wants to pay a psychologist to deal with them, and
  5. > C) You actually believe in magic, due to certain events among the student body
  6. > Oddly enough, Adagio seems to be the most cooperative
  7. > "You don't understand, I had enough power to rule the world, I could /feel/ it."
  8. "You could always go into politics."
  9. > She just sighs
  10. > "Trust me, after a hundred years or so being the power behind a throne, you don't actually want to govern, you just want to be comfortable, and make people worship at your feet."
  11. > You make a note in your file
  12. "Have you ever considered being a dominatrix?"
  13. > She sits up straight at that
  14. > "You mean that's an actual job, and not just a fetish?"
  15. "It's a bit of both, but I think you'd like it."
  16. > Adagio gets an odd look in her eyes
  17. > "Could you help me practice? Somehow, I think you could really help me with this."
  18. > You clear your throat and look away
  19. "I'm afraid not. Ah, it seems our time is up. See you next week."
  20. > She sighs, then sashays towards the door
  21. > She glances over her shoulder, a smirk on her lips
  22. > "Maybe sooner."
  23. > And she's gone.
  24.  
  25. > Aria is easily the most difficult, stubborn girl you have had to work with
  26. > You've taken to knitting a sweater while she stonewalls you
  27. > Click click
  28. > Click click
  29. > Click
  30. > You spool more yarn from the skein
  31. > Click
  32. > She just sits there on the couch, arms crossed and scowling
  33. > It's the third session like this, and you think you're getting through to her
  34. > Click click
  35. > Click
  36. > You pause deliberately
  37. > A little longer, not even looking at her
  38. > Ah well, may-
  39. > Aria stands up and glares at you
  40. > "Sometimes a cigar is just a penis!"
  41. > ...
  42. "You didn't pay much attention in psychology class, did you?"
  43. > She slams her hands down on your desk
  44. > "You're just trying to make me seem hysterical, so you can play with my vagina, I know it!"
  45. > ...
  46. "That hasn't been an ethical treatment for a long time. Is there something in your past you want to talk about?"
  47. > Aria leans down and growls in your face
  48. > "Let's be unethical."
  49.  
  50. > Sonata...
  51. > Is Sonata
  52. > "Oh man, it was pizza pfriday today, and I ate so much pizza!"
  53. "I see."
  54. > She rolls around on the couch, clutching a throw pillow to her chest
  55. > "I had so much, my tummy felt like it was going to burst!"
  56. "It's probably not a good idea to eat that much all the time. You'll gain a fair amount of weight, if you keep that up."
  57. > Sonata freezes
  58. > "For realsies?"
  59. "For realsies."
  60. > She stands up, dropping the pillow
  61. > "Ooh, what if I am already fat?"
  62. > Sonata lifts up her shirt above her bra and stares at her stomach
  63. > "Is it bigger? I think it might be bigger!"
  64. "Please put your shirt back down."
  65. > "Is it because I'm fat?"
  66. > You rub your sinuses
  67. "No, it is not because you are fat. It's becau-"
  68. > She puts her shirt back down
  69. > "Good, because I'm an independent blue woman, and I don't need no man."
  70. > ...
  71. "Right. Well. Pay attention to what you eat, and you'll be fine."
  72. > Sonata looks at you blankly
  73. > "What are you talking about?"
  74. "Try not to eat so much on pizza pfridays and taco tuesdays. That way you won't get fat."
  75. > Her eyes go wide
  76. > "Ooh, what if I'm already fat? Tell me, has my butt gotten bigger?"
  77. > She begins to turn around
  78. "Stop! You are not fat!"
  79. > Sonata beams at you
  80. > "Aw, thanks for saying so."
  81. > You glance at your watch, and sigh in relief
  82. "You're welcome. It seems the time is up for this session, so I'll see you next week."
  83. > She smiles brightly
  84. > "That's great! You know, you are the first person who plays with me so often."
  85. > ...
  86. "That's what I'm here for. Oh, one last thing. A student dropped this off, I believe this belongs to you."
  87. > It has her student ID, after all
  88. > Sonata looks at the item in your hand curiously
  89. > "That's not my wallet."
  90.  
  91. > The last bell rings, and you sit back in your chair
  92. > You always find the sound of students in the halls to be restful
  93. > Mostly because that means they aren't in your office
  94. > Your door opens, and a familiar face walks in
  95. > "Hey dad, I just have to get this off my chest, you know?"
  96. > You sigh
  97. "What is it, Anon Jr?"
  98. > "That feel when no girlfriend."
  99. > Your brow wrinkles, and you gaze soulfully back at him
  100. "I know that feel, son."
  101.  
  102. > Adagio walks in, looking a fair bit happier than last week
  103. > She sits in the center of the couch, her hands folded in her lap
  104. > "I want to thank you for your advice last week."
  105. "You're quite welcome. So I take it you are feeling more in control of your life?"
  106. > She grins
  107. > "Oh yes. I persuaded an acquaintance to help me practice dominating, and the look he gave me, kneeling at my feet!"
  108. > Adagio grips the couch cushions on either side of her, her body tensing in a way that speaks directly to your manhood
  109. > "Then he licked and suckled on my toes~, oh Doctor, I have never been so fulfilled."
  110. "I...see."
  111. > She pauses, her back slightly arched
  112. > "Something interesting?"
  113. > You try to look anywhere but her
  114. "Just be careful. If it turns to actual sexwork, that would be illegal."
  115. > Adagio smirks in your peripheral vision as you stare out the window
  116. > "Not immoral? But enough of this. I'm sure you're wondering how we are integrating with the student body."
  117. > You turn back to make eye contact
  118. "That would be my next question, yes."
  119. > She crosses her legs and leans back
  120. > "It was quite easy. I merely had Sonata be the face of our little trio. Would you believe she's already sitting with the Rainbooms for lunch?"
  121. > You raise your eyebrows at that
  122. "I would have expected a bit more animosity, I have to say."
  123. > Adagio nods in agreement
  124. > "It makes sense when you remember Sunset is...sympathetic to our plight."
  125. "Ah, of course. And the rest of the student body?"
  126. > She makes a so-so gesture
  127. > "It's fairly divided. Girls hate us, Boys love us, Rainbow Dash is conflicted."
  128.  
  129. > Aria struts in for her session, a strap-on sticking out of the crotch of her pants
  130. > facepalm.exe
  131. > She reclines on the couch, one leg bent all the better to prominently display her package
  132. > "I'm a boy now, suck my cock."
  133. > You think you preferred it when she was stonewalling you
  134. "No. I am here to help you through your personal problems, and hopefully help you find a productive way to contribute to society."
  135. > She just stares at you, a hand casually inching towards her strap-on.
  136. > "I know my internet rights. I said I'm a boy when I still have a vagina and everything, so you have to do what I say."
  137. > You sigh, and open a drawer in your desk
  138. > You grab one of the many orange pill bottles, and toss it to her
  139. > Aria stares at it in confusion
  140. "They're testosterone pills. That's all I can really do in this situation."
  141. > She sits up and cradles the bottle in her hand
  142. > Oh great, now she's seriously considering it
  143. > "If I take these, then will you suck my throbbing member?"
  144. > Error message: You cannot run more than two instances of facepalm.exe at one time.
  145. "No, just...no."
  146. > She throws it at you angrily
  147. > "Fine! I'll just get Anon to suck it!"
  148. > Aria storms out of your office, vigorously stroking the strap-on
  149. >...
  150. "Dammit, son."
  151.  
  152. > Sonata's lips twitch
  153. > There is almost a full second of silence
  154. > Then she's back to giggling
  155. > You don't like to enable addictions, but Sonata is proving to be the exception to a lot of things
  156. > Like your patience
  157. > You open up a middle drawer, and randomly grab a sauce packet
  158. > As soon as she sees what you're doing, she is utterly focused on your hand
  159. > If you were to simply put the taco bell sauce back, she would be despondent the entire session
  160. > So instead, you throw it, a little to the side of her
  161. > Sonata lunges, and comes up with the packet safely caught in her mouth
  162. "So what was so funny?"
  163. > She spits the packet into her hand, and squishes it idly
  164. > "So, you know how I'm like, for realsies in love with tacos?"
  165. > The wedding pictures
  166. > Certain restaurants with a shoot to kill policy
  167. > A more innocent time, when you taught her how to cook ground beef
  168. "Yes, I know."
  169. > She grins
  170. > "So, did you know,"
  171. > Sonata leans forward conspiratorially
  172. > "taco is another word for this!"
  173. > She points at her crotch, thankfully still  covered by her skirt
  174. > You sigh
  175. "Yes, I know."
  176. > "I mean, look at it, it totally looks like a taco!"
  177. > You avert your eyes at the first hint if rustling cloth
  178. > "Hey, you're not looking! You totally need to see how much my thingy looks like a taco!"
  179. "No, it's alright, I've seen 'thingies' before, I fully understand their resemblance to tacos."
  180. > ...
  181. > You hear some more rustling, and risk a glance
  182. > It seems she let go, and is currently in some state of shock
  183. > At least she's decent, for the moment
  184. > Finally she blinks those huge eyes, terrifyingly devoid of sense
  185. > "You've seen porn?"
  186. "Well, "
  187. > "What is it like?"
  188. "It's hard to-"
  189. > "Really? Can you show me?"
  190. "No, I really can't-"
  191. > "Okay, I'll just have Anon show me."
  192. > Dammit, son
  193. "I just don't care anymore."
  194. > "Hmmm, right. Well. See you later today!"
  195. > With that she bounces out of your office
  196. > What did you do to deserve this?
  197.  
  198. > The last bell rings
  199. > Mostly you try to get some paperwork done, but
  200. > "Hey dad, guess what!"
  201. "What."
  202. > "I'm totally getting to third base with Adagio!"
  203. > ...
  204. > You know you shouldn't have let 4chan raise your son, but he felt so at home there
  205. > It's only as time goes by that you start to see the consequences of that
  206. "Just so we are on the same page, what do you think third base is?"
  207. > Anon Jr rolls his eyes
  208. > "Come on, everyone knows it's licking elbows."
  209. "Right then, carry on."
  210. > "Alright, see you at the sleepover!"
  211. > He's out the door before you can demand an explanation
  212. > Upon reflection, you have a pretty good idea anyways
  213. > You glance down at your mug, a father's day present from years ago
  214. > It reads,
  215. "Original Parent, your a faggot."
  216. > Oh how quickly they grow up
  217. > You hear the door open again, and you sigh
  218. "Look, if you want to have a sleepover, some prior warning would be nice."
  219. > Principal Celestia walks through, and you feel yourself die a little on the inside
  220. > "I'll keep that in mind."
  221. > At least she's smiling
  222. "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean-"
  223. > She laughs a little, a warm, vibrant sound
  224. > "Don't worry about it. I just came by to tell you that we appreciate the trouble your taking with our newest students."
  225. > You nod stiffly
  226. "I'm glad I can help."
  227. > "You're a good man, Anon. Do let me know if there's -anything- Luna or I could do to help."
  228. > ...
  229. "Will do."
  230. > Celestia gives you one more radiant smile, and leaves
  231. > Did she just imply...
  232. > It doesn't matter, you have a sleepover to supervise
  233.  
  234. > The first thing you did when you and your son got home was to banish him to the bathroom
  235. > If he wants to spring this kind of stuff on you, he gets the dirty jobs
  236. > As for yourself, you rush around the front room, putting things away
  237. > Your feelings about your son's plans aside, you were taught to present a clean home to guests
  238. > For that and other reasons, Anon Jr's room is off limits
  239. > You have a bag of trash in your hand when the phone rings
  240. > You set the bag down with a sigh, and answer the phone
  241. "Hello?"
  242. > "Hello, Dr. Anon? I hear your son is planning a sleepover for tonight. An interesting guest list too."
  243. > Your blood runs cold at Principal Celestia's voice
  244. "I intend to kick them out around ten, to be honest."
  245. > "Might I offer an alternative?"
  246. > What
  247. "What? I mean, what do you have in mind?"
  248. > "I believe we should encourage a certain amount of normal behavior with the Dazzlings. To that end, Luna and I volunteer as chaperones to Junior's little get-together."
  249. > That is... odd
  250. "Ma'am, I-"
  251. > "Please, call me Celestia."
  252. > You swallow
  253. "Celestia. I don't think teenage boys and girls sleeping over is normal behavior, let alone behavior to encourage."
  254. > There's silence on the line for a long moment
  255. > "...I do have another reason for our coming to the sleepover."
  256. > Your heart speeds up, adrenalin coursing through your system
  257. > "There was a time when Luna refused to go to school."
  258. > Oh, not what you were thinking
  259. > Good?
  260. "Oh?"
  261. > "Let's just say that we had a rivalry, and I was winning. The last straw was when her last friend left her to join the popular kids. She withdrew to her room, and for what seems like a thousand years, we didn't see much of each other."
  262. "Even though you lived in the same home?"
  263. > "I wasn't exactly eager to interact with her either. At first, I resented her. After a while though, I just didn't know how to apologize. It had been too long, and we were both set in our ways. To make a long story short, we reconciled, but much of Luna's youth was spent in isolation. She's never even gone to a sleepover."
  264. > Ah
  265. "Hence your offer."
  266. > "Hence my offer."
  267. > You rub your face with one hand, and sigh
  268. "Looks like we're going to have a sleepover after all."
  269. > "Thank you, Dr. Anon."
  270. "Please, call me Anon."
  271. > She laughs
  272. > "Thank you, Anon. See you at seven."
  273. "Right, see you then."
  274. > The phone clicks and you chuckle ruefully
  275. > You get the feeling this night is going to spiral out of control, and you don't know whether or not you want it to
  276. > Well, one thing's for sure
  277. "Junior! The Principal and the Vice Principle are going to be chaperoning."
  278. > He appears at the top of the stairs, and gives you two thumbs up
  279. > "Getting two glasses of milf, very impressive."
  280. > You roll your eyes
  281. "Uh huh. You might want to reconsider your porn viewing plans."
  282. > He smiles winsomely
  283. > "Aren't you going to, ahem, distract them by that time?"
  284. "Son, I'm going to be backing them up on the no porn front."
  285. > "Shit."
  286. "Speaking of which, you better leave that bathroom spotless, my bosses may end up using it."
  287. > Anon Jr. salutes, and returns to his labor
  288. "Wait, are they expecting dinner?"
  289. > His head pops around the corner
  290. > "Don't worry, I ordered pizza in advance. We should be good."
  291. "Thinking ahead, I like it."
  292. > He grins and disappears around the corner
  293. > You gaze into the dinning room
  294. > You better get back to work too
  295.  
  296. > Pizza boxes in the oven
  297. > Public rooms spic and span
  298. > You're as ready as you'll ever be
  299. > Door bell rings
  300. > You open the door to find Celestia and Luna
  301. "Welcome to my home."
  302. > Celestia smiles and hands you a bottle of cream soda
  303. > "Thank you for having us. In lieu of wine, we thought soda would be appropriate."
  304. "Indeed it is. Please, come in and have a seat, I'll join you in a minute."
  305. > You pass by the living room on your way to the kitchen
  306. > Anon Jr is sitting stiffly in the recliner, a nervous smile on his face
  307. > Heh
  308. > You put the soda away and return to the living room
  309. > The sisters have chosen the loveseat, so you take the spare chair off to the side
  310. > Luna nods at you
  311. > "Your home is much cleaner than I expected. I applaud your efforts."
  312. "Thank you?"
  313. > "Sister!" Celestia hisses
  314. > Luna tilts her head to the side
  315. > "Is it not impressive? Two males, living alone, and yet there are no socks nor used tissues to be found."
  316. > Celestia smiles weakly
  317. > "Very impressive. So, Anon! How are things at work?"
  318. "Pretty good. Aside from three notable cases, people have been getting along rather well. I do wonder if all the unusual events have unified the student body more than what otherwise might be."
  319. > Celestia relaxes a bit, and nods in agreement
  320. > "I'm not sure why the school is such a magical locus, but I can't complain about the results."
  321. > The door bell rings
  322. "Junior, would you like to get that?"
  323. > He jumps up, keen to escape the relatively boring conversation
  324. > The three adults shamelessly eavesdrop
  325. > Anon Jr opens the door
  326. > "Welcome, ladies, to the anonapalooza!"
  327. > Sonata giggles, Adagio murmurs a thank you, and Aria grunts
  328. > The girls settle on the couch with stilted pleasantries to the adults
  329. > An awkward silence descends
  330. > Sonata gazes at you, then your son
  331. > "Soooo...are we gonna watch the porn or what?"
  332. > Aria facepalms
  333. > Adagio covers Ms. Dusk's mouth, laughing nervously
  334. > "What she meant was...ah, "
  335. > Anon Jr. sits stock still in fear
  336. > Luna raises her eyebrows and smiles at him politely
  337. > "Oh, how interesting. What's the title?"
  338. > Principal Celestia shoots you a panicked look
  339. "I don't think that pornography would really be appropriate, considering the group..."
  340. > The vice-principal tilts her head
  341. > "Why not? We are all adults, except for your son. From what I have gathered, he is the one who recommended it, so the damage is done. Am I missing something?"
  342. > Her confidence fell a bit in that last sentence, and she seems almost fragile in some way
  343. > You'll have to be gentle
  344. "The fact remains, they are students and we are in positions of power over them. It would not be appropriate to expose them to eroticism in our presence, and we shouldn't leave them alone for such a morally questionable activity."
  345. > You can see her thinking this over
  346. > Then Adagio crosses her legs and leans forward with an earnest smile
  347. > "Dr. Anon, you are thinking of this in the wrong way. You've said that you would do your best to earn our trust, and that we could trust you. What better way to build on that, than by sharing secret but harmless confidences?"
  348. "My sexual preferences are not harmless little secrets. I also spoke of respecting boundaries, but it looks like the principle didn't sink in."
  349. > Adagio leans back in mock alarm
  350. > "Your preferences aren't harmless? I'm sorry, but now we are morally obligated to find out about your dangerous fetishes that you struggle to keep secret. Don't you agree, Principal Celestia?"
  351. > Your boss opens her mouth, but Luna speaks first
  352. > "Is it pedophilia? Or maybe non-con? Furries? What are you hiding, Doctor?"
  353. > You close your eyes and pinch the bridge of your nose
  354. "My preferences are not dangerous. It's just a bad idea for students to know things like that about their teachers or counselors. Honestly, I'm sure my tastes are no more eccentric than yours."
  355. > Celestia glances apprehensively between Luna and you
  356. > Perhaps another voice of reason will join the discussion
  357. > "In that case, I think we must see your pornography."
  358. > Or not
  359. > You try to keep the hurt off your face, but some of it must have showed
  360. > Celestia smiles a little helplessly at you
  361. > "Don't misunderstand, it's because I trust that it won't be terrible. It's a little unorthodox, but I do think the Dazzlings would benefit from understanding you on more equal terms. After all, you are quite aware of their sexual preferences."
  362. > Sonata has the decency to blush
  363. > Aria is merely bored
  364. > Adagio is nodding along seriously
  365. > Junior is looking at you like you are some sort of god
  366. > Luna is clearly bewildered at the fuss
  367. "Alright, alright. Who am I to blow against the wind? Go for it, son."
  368. > Junior lurches into action, pulling a blank DVD case from his backpack and putting the disk on the tray
  369. > So much for having a normal sleepover.
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