"How can I trust her? Hell, how can I trust you? I don't even know *what* exactly you are, if you're not one of Canterlot's lackeys"
>Pinkie sneaks up from behind you and creeps her hands towards your exposed breasts
>Her fingers brush against your nipples, sening waves of unexpected pleasure down your spine
"Ack!"
>You swat her hands away and hastily tie your blouse close 
>"Fufufu..." Pinkie laughs close to your ear and gives your earlobe a quick lick. "You call me out for not checking some creepy woman-child's ID, and here you are, talking to her with your tits out--"
"I-I forgot, okay?"
>Luna giggles
>She turns, stepping away a few paces
>Her high heels (really, kid?) clop on the linoleum floor in perfect rhythm
>You quickly reach under your skirt and pull your panties back over your pussy while she's not looking
>"We are--" Luna begins, then pauses. 
>She twirls around and faces you
>"We are old. Ancient by your standards. Who we were before remains a mystery even to us. There are fragments here and there, flashbacks to the time long, long ago when we were whole. Green grass, cake, lavender. But other than that..."
>Luna trails off and examines her hands, arcs of electricity running up and down like a Jacob's ladder
>"This sleeve was once a top secret TwiCorp project, codenamed 'Moon Child.' We did not know this, but Glimmer-sama told us so. She was very surprised to see us, but also deeply sad that we did not recognize her. According to her, she and a group of sympathetic Twilights helped me escape their combat testing chambers when she was still in voluntary confinement working for TwiCorp"
>Well, that confirms one thing
>Starlight *does* have some insider info on all the TwiCorp's secret projects
>Luna unfurls her wings 
>"This sleeve is a most capable arc-caster in this form. We are happy that we did not have to fight you two"
>She throws her head back and floats midair
>A swarm of nanomachines crawl out from her eyes, collecting around her limbs and her torso
>In a split second, the nanomachine swarm adds length and girth to just about every part of her body
>Her breasts swell to a very enviable cup size, matched by hips wide enough to make male sleeves drool
>Her cute-but-slutty lolita dress is replaced by an embarrassingly revealing regalia, looking more like a very elaborate lingerie set than a proper outerwear 
>An armored bra wraps over her breasts, the cups trimmed low enough to show the beginnings of her areola
>Airy strips of transparent fabric extends out from the base of the bra, extending all the way down to her crotch level
>Two layers of panties wrap around her hips, the outer one resting low around her hips and only half-covering the inner layer that fits higher over her pelvic bones
>Her legs are wrapped in knee-high heeled boots, laced up all the way
>Purple, transparent stocking covers the rest up to midthigh level, the same material as her long gloves
>The gloves are bare around the hands except for a wedge of material extending on the back of her hand, secured by a couple of rings worn in her middle fingers
>Her hair flickers and waves around like hologram flapping in virtual wind
>"It is also capable of temporary nanomachine enhancements," she says, her voice overlaid with a more sultry *other* voice like there's two people talking at once
>Holy shit!
>She's fucking HOT
>Pinkie's grip on you tightens
>"Holy shit, she's fucking hot"
"Yeah, that's what I said"
>Luna catches the two of you ogling at her mature body and smirks
>"Yes, we are aware of the visual enhancements as well"
>She turns her back to you and locks eyes with you over her shoulder 
>She's nearly a foot taller than you now
>Her ass is squeezed in all the right places by her slutty lingerie-like regalia, obscured partially by a transparent silky cape that floats around like it weighs nothing 
>"We were able to eke out an existence dancing for the... "drinking establishments" inside Low River District, but we could never bring ourselves to sleep around like the other common whores. Thus our pay was low and our dwelling small, until Glimmer-sama found us"
>She turns again towards you, her breasts swinging around and giving her movements a bit of inertia 
>"Do you trust us now?"
"Yeah. Princesses, yeah"
>Pinkie walks up to her, crouches, and stares at her high heeled boots
>"Gosh, those are so hot and cute," she says, drooling
>"Oh yes, we know!"
>Luna bends down and turns her legs around, like a little girl showing off her new shoes to a friend
>"This form was experimental and never had a proper name, according to Glimmer-sama. We chose to call it Nightmare Moon, for it was the first thing that came up in our mind and seemed proper for the aesthetic"
>You can't help but walk up close to her yourself, your eyes fixated at the tiny strip of off-color flesh barely hidden by her scandalously low bra cups
"Unf, it's a shame you never slept with anybody working as a dancer"
>You blurt out
>"Oh?"
"Those nanomachine enhancements... Phew, you would've made a lucky customer very happy"
>Luna grins, arching her back running her gloved hands up her torso 
>"Oh, is that so?" 
>She cups her breasts, kneading them
"Yeah. Damn, it must be kinky switching from a jailbait to an amazon whenever you want. Probably as kinky as Pinkie's joint augmentations"
>"I can do *more* than just bend a lot you know," says Pinkie, poking at Luna's boots
>Luna bends down and gently grasps your chin 
>"We must admit, we cannot remember the time we've had consensual sex... Perhaps you could help us remember what it's like?"

>What now?

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Gear:
Custom Shock Katana (primary)
M1 Spec Ops Wakizashi
TX-9 Compact Rifle (BAT: 100%)
Location garter 

Items:
Glim-Pad (Access to church's database)
MegaPass (free autocab rides)

Actions:
>Take Luna upstairs for a fun time
>Take Nightmare Moon upstairs for a fun time 
>Enough sex! Something's kinda off here. How did Starlight find out, well, everything?
>write-in