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Update 30/04/2021 -- After a bit of thought, as well as seeing how other writers are doing things these days, I've decided that separate pastes for chapters is superfluous. All parts of the story have now been consolidated into a single paste.

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>Day Roommates in Equestria
>Wake up
>Walk over to the bathroom
>First thing you notice - The toothbrush
>It's covered in slime, again
>Growl
>Clean it as best you can
>Grimace
>Begin brushing your teeth
>Still tastes like whatever the fuck it tastes like
>Such a strange taste, even through the toothpaste
>Finish brushing and hop in the shower
>The water is set to sub-arctic temperatures
>Again
>You scream like a girl and leap out of the shower, tripping up on your wet feet and slamming your head against the tiled floor
AARGH FUCK!
>You lie on the floor for a second, wet, naked, and nursing your no doubt fractured skull
>Eventually you get back up and adjust the temperatures to what you prefer
>Molten water
>Let out a long drawn out breath as the water turns your skin bright red from the heat
>Lovely
>All clean and hygienic, you get out and dry yourself off, ending the routine with a relaxing shit.
>Vulgar, yes. Necessary, definitely. Should have done it before shower? Absolutely.
>Make a mental note to swap the routine around
>For a while you sit upon your porcelain throne, pondering life and the universe
>You almost forget that your life is a myriad of problems and awkward situations
>And then you hear the all too familiar knock on the door, followed by the all too familiar scream that makes up this all too familiar morning routine
>Sigh
>Flush the toilet and pull on some clothes before stomping downstairs
>Walk through the kitchen on the way to the front door
>Look up
>A pony is stuck to the ceiling, trembling
Mornin'.
>She squeals in response
>Fucking Sandy.
>You are Anonymous.
>And your roommate is fucking weird.
>Stroll over to the front door and open it
>Look down
>Fluttershy is stood on your doorstep, as usual
>Call back into the house
It's ok, Sandy. It's just Fluttershy... Again...
>Sandy calls back from your kitchen ceiling
>"Exactly!"
>You hear a crash, indicating that she let go and broke the kitchen table for the 5th time this month.
>Turn back and look at Fluttershy
What.
>"Oh I was j-just wondering if you wanted to try my own h-homemade lemonade!"
>She pulls out glass of ungodly liquid
>It's black, bubbling, letting off putrid yellow smog, and seems to be burning through the glass in several places
>Fluttershy smiles
>"D-drink up, Anon!"
Wait right here
>You head back into the house
>Return with a broom
>Smack the glass out of Fluttershy's hoof with it
>The glass hits the floor and shatters
>The black liquid seems to become more viscous, turning into a small black blob, complete with sticky looking arms that it uses to drag itself along the floor
>It creates itself a mouth and shrieks at you and Fluttershy before rolling away down the hill
>"Oh... G-glitterpuffs!"
Language, Fluttershy.
>She squeaks
>"I'll get you next time, Anon!"
>She flies away
>Shout after her
IT'S BEEN 5 FUCKING WEEKS, FLUTTERSHY!
>Walk back inside to inspect the damage
>Sandy is trying to apply CPR to a broken table leg
>"SIR! CAN YOU HEAR ME WITH YOUR EARS?"
Sandy.
>She looks up
>"Good Evening!"
>Sigh
Just... Let’s just eat breakfast, okay?
>"That sounds incredible! Fantastic!"
>She sits down on a chair and smiles at you
>You roll your eyes and go over to the cupboard to get some cereal out
>You still have no idea how your life came to this
>It was bad enough ending up here in Equestria
>But Sandy... Well.
>Sandy was different from other ponies.

>Day Sandy in Equestria
>Be Anon
>Homeowner
Ms Mayor, I cannot thank you enough for this house, seriously. How can I repay you?
>The Mayor smiles up at you
>"Consider it a gift, Anon. You're the only one of your kind here, and I feel that it's my civil duty to look after you!"
You're too kind, really.
>"Also you have to pay me 15 bits a month on mortgage"
Fuckin' A.
>She grins at you and trots off
>"Have a pleasant day, Mr Anonymous!"
>You watch her go
>Turn back to look at the front of your house
>Sigh happily
>It's a modest abode
>2 stories
>2 bedrooms
>A fully functioning bathroom
>Plenty of space
>Strong walls
>Fully soundproofed
>And it's all yours.
>You try to contain your excitement as you fumble with the keys to unlock the front door
>Push it open
>Ahh... It's got that new house smell
>Look around your new home in silent wonder, stroking the walls and furniture
>Hard to believe it's all yours
>Up until now you had been living with Fluttershy
>And her padlocked box of "Fun Surprises"
>That was a load of bullshit.
>Anal beads aren't a fun surprise at all
>You sit down in your lounge, enjoying the comfy sofa you were provided with 
>This is the life...
>A loud knocking interrupts the tranquil silence
>Smile
>Your first ever visitor!
>Practically dance over to the door
>Open it
>A tan coloured pony with a maroon mane is looking at you like someone who just watched a church implode
Uhh, hello, miss. Are you okay?
>"INGREDIENTS."
What?
>"I meant hello?"
>What the fuck.
>"Yes!... Hello? Hello! Hello is what I meant."
Are you... Did you break out of an asylum or something?
>"Asylum?... Asylum."
>She blinks
>"YES! ASYLUM! I seek asylum with you."
Wait, what?
>She nods and trots past you into the house
>You stammer and try to piece together what's going on
Hey, you can't just come in here, this is my house! I have to invite you in!
>The pony is running laps around the sofa
>She's counting them as she goes
>"5... 6... 7... 8... 9.... 10!"
>She stops and beams at you
>Gawp at her
>"Now we are roommates! Yes."
>You mouth the words "What the fuck"
>She licks her lips and looks around nervously
>"Are we... Friends now? Is that how these things work?"
I don't...
>No. Fuck this, time to be assertive.
>Clear your throat
Get out of my house, NOW.
>The pony stares at you
>"Of course!"
>She laughs very deliberately and canters out the front door, even shutting it behind her
>God damn that was weird
>Walk to the front door and lock it, just to be safe
>Go to the kitchen to make some food, if you even have any
>Thoughts of the pony are circling your mind
>What the hell was she even doing?
>Open the fridge
>"HELLO! THIS IS A NORMAL THING?"
>Scream at the top of your lungs
>The pony falls out of the fridge and shudders
>"It was cold in that box. Hardly a fitting bed!"
HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EVEN GET IN?
>She turns around and points to the back door
>It's wide open
Oh.
>Pick her up
>"My name is Shifting Sands!"
I don't give a shit.
>Throw her out the back door and lock it
>Lean against it and listen for a second
>You can hear her talking to herself
>"No no no! Not part of the plan. Need a safe place! This house sure is nice... That's normal? That's normal!"
>You shake your head
>She must be mentally damaged or something
>That's... Kinda sad, really.
>Look back at the fridge
>Empty
>Damn.
>You walk back into the lounge and pick up your bag
>Enough bits for some food
>Tomorrow you can search for work
>You unlock the front door and peer outside
>No sign of the pony
>Quickly shut the door behind you and lock it
>Your house is on the edge of Ponyville, along with a string of other houses
>It's a 5 minute walk to the market, which is pretty good.
>You walk through the busy market square, your eyes darting from stall to stall
>You notice Big Mac running his stand
>Walk on over
Morning, Mac!
>He nods at you
Could I please have as many apples as this will buy?
>Place 10 bits on the counter
>He looks at it
>And gives you 9 apples
>You don't argue with the maths
>It just works
Thanks, Mac.
>He nods at you
>Not much a talker, that one.
>You walk from stand to stand, buying various items. All of them vegetables.
>What you wouldn't give for some meat
>You'll talk with Twilight later about it
>A short while later, you head back home carrying two bags full of veg
>When your house comes into view, you begin to get nervous
>The pony wouldn't have stuck around, would she?
>You struggle to unlock the door with your hands full
>Manage to open it and stumble into the house
>And to your complete horror
>It's... Empty
>Predictable, really.
>You walk into the kitchen and set the food down on the counter
>Turn back around
>"I MADE YOU THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ARE WE FRIENDS NOW?"
>Once more, you scream
>The Pony is hovering in front of your face, her wings like a hummingbird's and a pleased look on her face
>She's carrying a crude drawing of you and her in front of the house
>It's drawn in what appears to be grass stains
>You'll give credit where it's due, this can't have been easy to do
>You take the more gentle approach
>She might be unstable
Okay then! This is very nice!
>Carefully take the drawing from her
How about we get you to the hospital? The nice ponies there can look after you!
>She cocks her head
>"Hospital? Why would I need that? Don't be crazy, Anonymous."
>She turns around and trots into the lounge, sitting down on the sofa
...What?
>Follow her and sit in the chair across from her
>She smiles at you when you sit down
>"Greetings there!"
>Stare at her
>Time to try and communicate with this thing
So uhh. What's your name again?
>"My birth title is Shifting Sands! I even have a cutie mark, see?"
>She shows you her ass
>A cutie mark of a panda's face rests upon it
>How does that even...
>And hold on, when did she get wings?
>Wasn't she an Earth Pony this morning?
Okay then. Shifting Sands... Why are you trying to stay in my house?
>"Well I do not have one. No sir, I don't. It's quite sad. Yes."
Uh huh. Well I agree with you there. But why mine? Can't you get your own house?
>"I could NOT get my own house. Nu uh. That isn't a logical choice to make at this time."
>This pony.
You have a very... Bizarre way of speaking.
>"What are you making noises with your mouth about? I'm just speaking normally. I find this conversation offensive!"
>She throws a pillow at you
>Catch it in mid-air with one hand
>"Excellent catch, Anonymous!"
How do you know my name?
>"I heard you talking to the elected official of the village!" 
You mean... The Mayor?
>"No."
No?
>"I meant yes"
Alright then.
>She smiles at you
>You honestly don't know how to feel
>Time to get serious
Shifting Sands-
>"Call me Sandy. I like the shortening of my name to Sandy."
Sandy, then. Why don't you have a home?
>"I just got into town. Just moved here from another town. Don't have a home in this town at the moment."
I see. Don't you have family to support you?
>"I have a family! Yes!
>She seems incredibly happy at this 
>"I love them very much."
Are they not able to send you... Money?
>"Ehh. Money. Who needs it?"
You do. Because money is what you need to survive in this day and age, it seems.
>She seems shocked
>"I don't need money!... Do I? Where can I get some?"
Ha, well. You'll have to work to earn some. But I don't think anyone will be willing to give you a job with you acting like uhh...
>Motion to her entire body
This.
>"What if I help you work? I can work! I never get tired!"
I seriously doubt that. And no, you can't help me work. I don't even have a job yet.
>"This must change! We must get you a place of work!"
I plan to do so tomorrow. But we need to sort out you first.
>"My name is Sandy!"
>Sigh and rest your elbows on your knees, cupping your face in your hands
>Sandy laughs
>"I was just fooling, Anon! A joke! Back home, jokes are appreciated."
Yeah... I'm sure they are.
>"So are we roommates now?"
I don't know. Are we? I don't remember even mentioning it.
>"Of course we are! I drew you a picture and can help you! I'm the best at being a roommate! Accept me now!"
>She jumps onto your lap and pushes your back against the chair with her hooves
>She's... Strong
>She narrows her eyes and pushes her face into yours
>"ACCEPT ME."
O-okay?
>She jumps off
>"Excellent! I shall live here now! We will be the best friends! Allies! Comrades! Chums!"
>Still stunned by her show of force, you squeak out a word that seems highly relevant all of a sudden
Prisoners?
>She turns to you
>"Yes!"
>Back to the present, and in the kitchen
>Sandy is still sat on her chair
>"Anonymous! Are you feeling fine?"
>You've been staring at the wall for a while now, thinking about past events
>"Anonymous!"
Huh, what?
>"You've been staring at that wall for a while now, thinking about past events, most likely"
Oh, right, sorry.
>Pour the milk on the breakfast
>Give the bowl to Sandy
>She's not that bad, really. She's actually completely harmless
>For you
>She has a hidden nasty streak
>And is fiercely protective of you
>You're not sure why
>You once confronted her about it
>She said that if anything happened to you, she would be alone in the house, and being alone scares her
>You couldn't help but feel a twang of guilt at that
>Not too many people are scared of being alone
>But you tend to keep her close most of the time, so she's happy.
>She also does... Peculiar things. Usually involving other ponies that are near you.
>"Anon!"
What.
>"What are we doing today?"
You know what we're doing, Sandy. I'M going to work, and you're going to follow me as usual. And then when work is finished I'll see you sat next to some poor pony's unconscious body.
>"They must be eradicated! It is law!"
Yeah, sure.
>"Shall we head off?"
No. I need breakfast first-
>Sandy flies up to the cupboard, tears the door off its hinges and grabs the cereal
>She then pins you down and force-feeds you oats for about 2 minutes
>It's horrible
>You cried the entire time
>She laughed and said that it was for the greater good
>After that experience, you and Sandy are walking towards work.
>Or rather, you are walking to work, Sandy is following you.
>"Anon!"
What.
>"Why are you so unhappy?"
I just want a normal day today, Sandy. No bullshit.
>"I shall try. But I must protect you from invasion parties."
>She latches onto your head like a fuzzy hat, her forelegs clamped onto the sides of your face
>"You never know when they'll attack."
>You'll admit one thing
>Over the weeks, her speaking has become better. She doesn't make as many strange mistakes or hiccups.
>She's still a fucking weirdo, though.
>"OVER THERE!"
>She uses her forelegs to turn your head to the side
>A nearby bush has sprouted yellow wings
>She hisses in your ear
>"Eeeeeeneeeemieeeeeeees!"
Yes, Sandy. I see them. Stop being weird. And get the hell off my head, my neck is getting sore.
>"Oh. My humblest sorries"
>She slides off your head and takes to hovering alongside you
>"I will protect you, Anon. You can trust me"
I wouldn't trust you with cardboard box. Now PLEASE.
>You turn to her
Let me work. Just... Go and do something else for today. I need my space.
>She lands on the floor and looks up at you sadly
>"What am I supposed to accomplish on my own?"
I don't know. You'll find something to do. You always do.
>Anonymous enters the flower shop and shuts the door
>You are Sandy
>You are... Alone.
>Look around at the town
>Ponies are going about their business, taking no notice of you
>You squirm slightly
>Anon's words echo through your mind
>You'd hate to let him down
>You just need to stay strong for a few hours. That's all.
>You pick up a faint rustling in a bush nearby
>Cringing slightly at the noise, you look at it
>The bush grows legs and waddles over to the window of the flower shop, oblivious to you
>The little yellow stumps and slightly throbbing wings give you an idea who it is
>Narrow your eyes
>March over
>The bush is now peering inside the window, wings frequently shuddering
>Stand directly behind the bush
RAINBOW DASH.
>The bush screams and head-butts the glass
>Oh no! If Anon knows you've been screwing around he'll hate you forever!
>...Sometimes even you don't understand your own mind
>Whatever the case, you tackle Rarity and pin her against the wall underneath the window
>It slides open and Anon's head pokes out
>"Hello? Anyone out there?"
>You stay motionless
>Twilight Sparkle has other plans, and is squirming
>You hold him close in a vice and clasp a hoof over his mouth
>Anon sighs and grumbles to himself
>"Damn kids..."
>The window shuts
>Let go of Applejack
>She falls to the floor, gasping for breath
>She shakes herself like a dog, the leaves and twigs falling around her
>Fluttershy g-
>OOOOH, that makes MUCH more sense.
>Fluttershy glares at you
>"What the sugar coated tea leaves are you doing?"
Language, Fluttershy.
>Anon would be so proud of you if he heard you say that
>You smile at the thought
>She fumes
>"Y-you don't tell me to watch my language, missy! I'm here for Anon!"
Yeah? Well I guess I'm protecting him from you. If I don't, you'll kill him and take over our house!
>Fluttershy seems shocked
>"I-I-I don't want to k-kill Anon!"
Oh. Then why are you spying on him
>"He's... Umm..."
>She starts pawing the ground
>Her rear legs shudder
>You don't understand
Well, what? What is it?
>"I w-want his..."
>She mumbles under her breath
>Luckily, you've got a great sense of hearing
Monkey dick. Got it.
>What the hell is monkey dick.
What the hell is monkey dick?
>Fluttershy lights up
>"Y-you don't know? Ohh my goodness! Well, Anon had this amazing thing under his clothes! It makes such delicious cream..."
Huh. Cream? From Anon? Sounds nasty.
>"Oh no! It's very umm salty."
>She giggles to herself
>Salt 
>Yuck
>You hate salt
>Hell, you hate most food. You only eat it to seem normal
And why exactly do you want this cream?
>"If he makes some for me, it shows that he loves me!"
Interesting...
>Fluttershy begins a rant on how she's been trying to get Anon to love her, and she can only do that if she gets him to make cream for her. Because apparently that's how love works
>You don't fully understand
>All you know is that she quivers every time she says 'Anon'
>Weird pony.
>"...And then, we'll get married and have foals!"
>Well that's just not right at all
>That's an insult to the laws of science
You and Anon can't have foals, you aren't even the same species.
>"W-well love will find a way!"
Love doesn't work like that.
>Fluttershy is getting Flustered...shy.
>"Oh, and I s-suppose you know everything about love, huh?"
I know enough. But biology isn't love. Stop being crazy.
>"Ooooh- HUGGYBEARS!"
Language.
>"I d-don't need to talk to you! All I need is my Anon!"
>She makes a dash for a nearby cellar entrance, leading underneath the shop
>Oh gods no
>She throws open the entrance and disappears underground
>You follow suit, closing the doors behind you.
>Because that's the polite thing to do. Anon always said he liked how polite you were
>You swell at the thought of him thanking and praising you
>You liked being praised
>You also hear Fluttershy stumbling around in the dark
>Fortunately for you, your eyes adjust quickly, and you navigate around the various boxes and other instruments easily
>You find Fluttershy with her leg caught in a box of Lilly Seeds
>Smirk
Oh dear. Looks like you're in quite a bind!
>She looks around frantically
>"W-where are you? Could you help me please?"
>Cock your head
>She can't see you?
>Fluttershy nervously scans the room
>She looks past you twice
>It's not that dark, is it?
>You hear a door open somewhere
>"Oh god, it's pitch black in here!"
>ANON
>IF HE FINDS YOU HE'LL EXILE YOU
>You one again tackle Fluttershy
>She lets out half a scream before you ram half of your foreleg in her mouth
>"Who's there? I just heard you. Come out."
>You clutch Fluttershy, who is writhing and trying to break free
>Can't let her
>Anon won't be safe with her near him
>"Come on, don't waste my time. I JUST heard you!"
>Another voice joins him
>"Anon? What's wrong?"
>"Hey, Rose. I think there's someone in the cellar"
>She chuckles
>"It might be rats. Celestia knows we have a lot down here"
>Anon grunts
>"I'll be back, rats. And I'll squash all of you!"
>Rose giggles
>"Come on, Mr Rat-squasher. I'm not paying you to shout at nothing"
>The door shuts
>You let go of Fluttershy
>She panics and starts running around in circles, trying to find you
>"W-WHERE... WHERE ARE YOU?!"
>You stare at her, amused
>She stops dead still, panting, her ears twitching madly
>Sneak up behind her
Ingredients.
>She lets out a howl and runs forward, straight into a nearby wall
>You can hear the noise her face makes when it hits it from here
>Wince
>She'll feel that later on
>The door opens
>"Ok, Anon. I heard that as well. Got a light?"
>"Yup."
>You hide behind some boxes and watch as Anon and Rose walk through the cellar, searching for what made the noise
>Your heart leaps at the sight of him
>A smile creeps onto your face
>Anon and Rose search through a few boxes until Rose finds Fluttershy
>"Oh Celestia! Anon, I've found somep0ny!"
>"Who?"
>"...Fluttershy"
>Anon groans and goes over to Rose
>He nudges Fluttershy with his foot
>She doesn't move
>Grumbling, he grabs her tail and drags her up the steps to into the shop, Rose following behind him
>No! He's taking her right where she wants to go!
>You weave between boxes and sneak up the stairs as quietly as you can
>Push open the door slightly
>The shop is empty
>You see Fluttershy's upper half disappear around a corner
>She's wide awake and smiling straight at you
>Glare
>You ought to just run over there and confront her 
>But... Anon will be disappointed
>You opt to continue your stealthy approach
>Nudge open the door a little bit more and begin skulking through the shop
>You hear hoofsteps
>Duck behind a giant cactus
>Rose trots back into the display room and takes her place behind the counter, pulling out a magazine and burying her face in it
>You watch her for a while, your eyes darting from her to the place Anon dragged Fluttershy
>Need to distract her somehow...
>You notice an empty flowerpot next to you
>Grin

>You are Rose
>Notice the cactus in the corner shuffle slightly
>You look up and narrow your eyes at it
Hello?
>Nothing
>You go back to reading the magazine
>The cactus shuffles again
Ok, seriously. Is that you, Anon? Fluttershy?
>Go back to your magazine
>A flowerpot crashes into the wall next to you
What the f-
>A Pony then collides with you
>You try to scream but she rams her entire foreleg in your mouth
>Tastes like dairy products.
>You struggle but the pony wraps another leg around your throat
>Your struggles get weaker as you are starved for air
>Your vision goes darker and sound becomes more muffled, the sound of your rapid heartbeat pounding in your ears
>And you're out.
>You are Sandy
>Master of Stealth
>With Rose out of the way, you quickly hop over the counter and make your way to the back of the store
>A flight of stairs leads to the second story of the building, no doubt where Anon took Fluttershy
>You hear muffled screams coming from upstairs
>Pick up the pace, using your wings to flap upstairs
>You come to the door where the noises are coming from
>Crash through the door
>Anon is tied up on the bed, a pair of socks in his mouth Fluttershy grinning madly at him
>They both look at you
>Fluttershy squeals
>Anon makes a happy sounding noise
>With the stage set, you unleash your complimentary one liner, much to the entertainment of the audience and readers.
Ingredients.
>Fluttershy's eye twitches
>"W-WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE?"
>She charges forward and punches you in the face
>You're too stunned to think about what just happened
>You go down like a sack of spuds
>Anon groans over his socks
>Fluttershy pants
>"I-I'm sorry. But I need to show Anon that I love him!"
>She flutters back over to the bed and begins licking Anon's face
>You sit up, rubbing the side of your face and wincing
>Anon is making a pathetic sobbing sound
>Fluttershy is moaning every time she licks
>You stand up, legs shaking and head spinning
>Fluttershy sees this and flies back over to you
>She hovers out of your reach
>You unfurl your wings to fly but she swoops down and punches you again
>You hit the floor and groan
>Why is she hitting so hard?
>Fluttershy pulls back to dish out the final blow when hole burns through the ceiling and a black blob lands in her mane
>The blob screams
>Fluttershy screams
>Anon screams
>You scream
>Fluttershy drops to the floor and starts rolling around
>"GET IT OFF GET IT OOOFF!"
>You watch in awe as a small sentient piece of black goo chews on her left ear, making happy little "nom" sounds every now and again
>While she's fighting for her left ear and mane, you trot over to Anon
>Undo his binds
>He sits bolt upright and hugs you
>"Thanks, Sandy."
>Your heart is hammering in your chest
>You cannot contain your blush
I- I can't think properly right now at the moment. Yes. No?
>Anon chuckles and smiles warmly at you
>"I owe you one"
>You stammer and try to find words to say
>At that moment, Fluttershy manages to get the blob off her
>She throws it in a random direction
>It lands on your face
>The blob, only concerned with eating, bites your face
>Pain overtakes you and you let out a cry
>Anon tries to scrape the blob off with a sock
>Fluttershy is huddled on the floor
>The blob stops biting
>It stays motionless
>After a short while it drops to the floor, rolls to the nearby window and burns a hole in the glass
>It looks back at you and says
>"Missy, you taste like crap."
>Then it's gone.
>You smile nervously and look back at Anon
Heh. Blobs, right?
>He's staring at you, a confused look on his face
>"Sandy... What the hell?"
>What.
>Fluttershy sits up and glares at you, her face badly burnt and scabbed, and her ear chewed up.
>Her glare turns to a look of shock
>"Oh- OH! OH NO!"
>She takes flight and smashes through the window
>You watch her go and look back at Anon
>He takes a step away from you
What's wrong?
>"Yeah... That's what I was thinking."
>You look around for a mirror
>See one near the wall
>Trot on over
>Look into it
>You stare back
>And the place where the blob was chewing is now jet black and shiny
>A corner of your mouth was also touched, and you see a single fang poking out
>Your eye was completely enveloped, and a bright blue narrow eye looks back
>Oh.
>...
>Bugger.
>You turn away from it and look back at Anon sadly
>He gawps at you
>"Sandy, I don't understand."
>You sigh and release the enchantment
>Your tan coat and maroon mane fade away and the familiar black chitinous plating replaces it
>Your horn reforms itself and your wings buzz slightly
>Anon takes another step back
>"So what, you're like a bug, or something?"
I'm... A changeling.
>Realisation seems to hit him
>"Oooooh. NOW everything makes sense."
>You sit on the floor and begin your tale

>Being a Changeling brings its fair share of perks.
>A loving family. A nice place to live (dark and cavernous). And a wonderful leader to idolise.
>You on the other hoof... You were the runt of the litter
>Mistake after mistake. You screwed up constantly. 
>Others called you a "Grub". Which isn't a very nice thing to call a Changeling
>The Queen, who's love for her subjects never ends, also thought you were a Grub.
>It was just that bad.
>So she did the only thing she could. Since she couldn't kill you (Changelings don't kill other Changelings)
>She exiled you. Kicked you right out of the hive and sent you someplace else
>That place happened to be Ponyville.
>Now this is where the troubles really started.
>Changelings need companionship. Without it, they'll die. The Queen can survive forever without it, she's the queen. But normal changelings need something to interact with, or they'll just go mad
>When you first arrived in Ponyville, you were terrified. You haphazardly threw together a disguise and thought of a name. You didn't understand the concept of Cutie Marks though.
>That's why you have a panda for one
>You were confused. Ponies were something you had never seen. You knew the basics of being a changeling, but not how to interact with other races.
>That is why, when you saw Anon, you saw his height, strength and thought that he was the "Queen"
>You tried your hardest to see to his needs and to serve him
>Anything to make him happy
>Anything to make him proud of you and appreciate you
>Even if that meant forcing him to eat when he didn't want to. 
>Hey, Queens have got to eat as well, you know.
>Sometimes, you even managed to squeeze a bit of love out of him. It wasn't much. It was a heavily diluted form of love, not the real deal. Usually created after you made him happy.
>It was enough to sustain you
>And if he was happy, you were happy.
>Because that's all you wanted.
>To be appreciated.
>Anon is sat on the edge of the bed, listening to your tale with great interest
>You finish and look up at him sheepishly
>"You thought I was a queen? Seriously?"
>He laughs
>The sweetest sound.
So uhh. What happens now?
>"Shifting Sands. Oh man, that's good."
Anon?
>"All those times you did weird shit! How could I have not noticed!"
>He laughs again
>"You grew wings the second time we met!"
>Oh yeah. That was nerves. You didn't know what to do when he came home so you just gave yourself wings
Anon?
>"Yeah?"
You don't... Hate me now, do you?
>"Not really, no. Why would I?"
I tricked you.
>"You took a necessary risk to save your own life and saved me from Fluttershy. Again. No, Sandy, I don't hate you."
>You smile, and your heartbeat increases again
>He walks over and kneels down in front of you
>"You're a good friend, Sandy. Even if you are a bit weird... You even called the Mayor the "Elected Official". I'd hate to see what would have happened if you had followed her around for 5 weeks..."
>Blush
>He places a hand on your head and strokes
>"I don't hate you, Sandy. You're the coolest friend I've ever had"
>You feel a surge of love emanate from Anon. The strongest yet.
>You stare up at his smiling face and for once in your confusing and troublesome life...

>You feel like you belong.

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>Day Night in Equestria
>Be Shifting Sands
>You're sat on the sofa next to Anon, reading.
>Glance over at him
>He catches your eye and smiles warmly
>Your heart rate increases, and you blush slightly
>Look back down at the book, the words no longer legible
>Lick your lips and nervously look around the room, trying to find words to say
A-anon-
>He stands up
>"Want something to eat?"
Oh... Yeah, sure. I would like to eat food now.
>He chuckles
>"Still need to work on that speech style, Sandy."
>You scowl and look down
>Stupid speaking
>He walks into the kitchen
>You hear him start to root through the fridge
>Go back to reading
>...
>These aren't even words
>You think
>Floobarada?
>Perfnickle?
>Council?
>While you scrunch up your face in a no doubt adorable manner, you realise that no noise is coming from the kitchen
>Strain your ears and listen closely
>Nothing
>Sit up on the sofa and look over the back of it, towards the kitchen
>Scream in terror
>Fluttershy is bashing Anon's decapitated head against the floor
>Various knifes and kitchen utensils are sticking out of his naked and ravaged corpse
>Fluttershy plants a kiss on the shocked looking head, giving it as much bloody tongue as possible, then moaning loudly
>"IS THIS YOUR FETISH ANON?"
>Wake up with a cry
>Pant heavily
>You're shaking
>Rain lashes against the windows
>It's pitch black outside
>You slowly look down at your trembling hooves
>Look around the room
>Shadows seem to grow and your eyes go to pinpricks
>You squeal and throw off your duvet covers
>Bolt out of your bedroom
>Run across the landing, the sound of distant thunder rumbling overhead
>Come to Anon's room
>Stop in front of it, staring 
>Tenderly push a hoof against it
>It swings open
>Anon's sleeping form greets you
>His arm is dangling off the side of the bed, and his gently snoring face is drooling all over pillow in his slumber
>Trip over yourself running towards him
>Burrow under the covers and snuggle up against his chest, taking his arm and draping it over yourself
>You turn over and bury your face against him, the images of Fluttershy and Anon's bloodied body filling your mind
>You tremble again and whimper
Just a dream... Just a dream...
>You feel Anon's arm tighten around you
>"Just a dream."
>And once more, you feel safe.
>Day Day in Equestria
>Be Anon
>You wake up and find Sandy snoozing next to you
>Oh shit.
>Did you...?
>Look under the covers
>Pants on
>Smells normal
>All clear
>You slide out of bed, snapping your fingers twice as you do so
>The noise startles Sandy awake
>"What? Why? I did!"
>Smile and shake your head
>Walk into the bathroom
>Blankly stare at the mirror while you brush your teeth
>Sandy's face joins yours in the glass
>She reaches for a toothbrush, picking it up with her hoof
How are you doing that?
>She replies over a mouthful of white foam
>"By boab bow"
>God damn ponies
>Well, technically, she's a changeling.
>As you discovered last week
>It's now 7 days since that incident at work
>Rose gave you a raise in hopes that you would stay there and work for her
>Naturally, you accepted, in exchange for her installing locks on absolutely everything.
>You said that as a bit of a joke
>But nope.
>She actually put padlocks on the flowerpots. To stop people from breaking into them
>She's not the sharpest thorn in the bush.
>Sandy, though. Sandy just got more protective of you
>You're not allowed to go anywhere without her now
>Not that you mind. She's good company
>Though it's like she's trying to protect you from the outside world
>Adorable, but excessive
>But after last night, you're prepared to forgive her
>Poor thing was terrified. Though what of, you're not sure.
>You go to take off your pants to get in the shower
>Stop 
>Turn around
>Sandy is rigidly staring at you, unmoving
Uhh. Sandy?
>A blush slowly appears on her face, but she doesn't move.
Sandy I need to wash.
>She still doesn't move
What, are you going to protect me from the shower now?
>Not moving
Oh for fucks sake.
>You reach into the cupboard under the sink
>Take out a can of bits
>Start shaking it
>The noise is horrible, even for you
>Wave it around in front of her face and rattle it even harder
GO ON! GET OUTTA HERE!
>She snaps to attention and lets loose what you can only describe as a throat-gargle type noise
>She runs into the door frame, shakes her head, then runs out the bathroom and downstairs
>As you put the can away and step under the shower, you hear her running into things downstairs
>Hear a familiar crack that echoes through the house
GOD DAMMIT, SANDY IF YOU'VE BROKEN THAT TABLE AGAIN I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD
>Another throat-gargle answers you
>Sigh and shower in silence for the rest of the duration
>Dried off, dressed and clean, you head downstairs
>Sandy is frantically covering every square inch of the table in duct tape
>Try not to smile.
>Gotta stay stern
>Walk towards the front door
>Look back over your shoulder
>She hasn't noticed you yet, and is rocking back and forth under the duct tape table
>You can't help it sometimes
>She's just funny to watch
>Open the front door to get the paper
>Read the front page while you hear Sandy scream, followed by another loud smash
>Take no notice
>But something in the corner of your eye does
>Look at a nearby tree
>A pink mane is poking out from behind it
Fucking F-
>Pinkie Pie bounces out from behind it
>"Betcha didn't see this one coming, did you, Annie?"
Not only did I tell you never to call me that, but I totally saw it coming
>"No you didn't, Liar McLiarpants!"
>Fuck.
Right, so what do you want, Pinks?
>"Oh! Oh! Have 3 guesses!"
>Easy.
Party.
>"Nope!"
Huh... Picnic?
>"Nnnnope! One more guess, Anonnypoo!"
Don't call me that.
>"It's not that either!"
Wh-
>"IT'S A PARTY!"
>She opens her mouth as wide as she can and you watch a torrent of confetti form in her gullet and rush out into your face
>You stare slack jawed into the abyss
>And it stares back
>And also throws confetti at you
>You don't even care if some gets into your mouth
>You can see inside Pinkie Pie's body
>What has been seen must never be documented
>You turn around and walk back towards your door
>"Wait! Anon! Are you coming to the party?"
Hell no.
>Slam the front door
>You walk into the kitchen
>Sandy is stood next to a table made of duct tape
>Two fried eggs are just sitting there in the middle. Not even on plates.
>She puts on a fake grin
>"Mmmm! I sure do like a healthy breakfast of dead chicken baby!"
You could not have put me off my food any more than you just did.
>Her eyes narrow
>"You... Won't accept sustenance?"
>Oh shit
Oh shit
>"Oh nutrients"
>You turn and run for the front door
>Sandy flies after you and grapples your legs before you can make it, making you crash to the floor
>She pins you down, flips you over and sits on your chest, then begins cramming fried egg down your throat
>You manage to say something over the food in your mouth
GOD DAMMIT WHY?
>"YOU NEED TO BE STRONG FOR THE COMING EVENTS!"
>She finishes forcing the second egg down your throat
>She falls forwards, panting
>"Gotta... Keep you strong, Anon..."
>You don't pay attention to that
>You pay attention to the fact that when she fell forwards, your mouth ended up millimetres away from her marehood
>You daren't move, lest the gap bridging your lips and hers is removed
>Sandy sighs
>Her crotch moves down slightly
Sandy... Please move.
>She looks down and freezes
>She sees your face between her legs, and your eyes glued to what's about to touch your lips
>Her face burns red and she immediately takes flight
>However, she doesn't stop, and hits the ceiling
>Then falls back towards you
>You roll out of the way before she hits you
>She instead hits the floor
>Sigh
>You're too young to be putting up with this shit
>Pick up the dazed Changeling
>Carry her upstairs
>"Did I do good?"
You're a bit messed up, Sandy. Just stay in bed for a while, ok?
>"N-no. I must protect."
N-no. Must rest.
>She scowls at your poor imitation of her speech problems
>"That was mean, Anonymous."
>She fixes you with those large blue spheres and glares as hard as she can
>It only makes her look cuter. Like an angry looking kitten.
>You get to her room and lay her on the bed, stroking her maroon mane gently
Rest, Sandy. You took a nasty bump there.
>"I'm fine."
>You ignore her and walk out of the room, downstairs, and out the door to Ponyville. Leaving Sandy in the house.

>You are Sandy
>Lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling, you think about what you've thought about for the last week
>Anon
>Anon Anon Anon
>You slowly say his name out loud, listening to how weird it sounds when you say it a lot
Aaaaaannnnnoooooon.
>You sigh and look around the room
>Your head really doesn't hurt that much
>Anon was just overreacting
>Jump off the bed
>Crumple to the floor when you can't find your sense of balance
>Huh. That's new
>You struggle to stand up, your vision distorting and going blurry every so often
>This is just weird.
>Your legs shake as you try to steady yourself
>After a while, when you're happy you won't fall over, you take a few steps
>All good. Concussion Shmonshmussion.
>You smile and trot downstairs
>Now to find Anon
>He'll be scared and confused if he's left alone
>Well, not really. 
>He won't. But you will be.
>You take a deep breath and try the door
>Locked
>You stare at the door, willing it to open
>It doesn't.
>You begin to get nervous, the ticking of the wall clock putting you on edge
>You push and pull at the door as hard as you can
>Doesn't budge
>You run into the kitchen and try the backdoor
>Nope.
>You pace around, growing increasingly more anxious by the second
>And then it hits you
>You're a changeling. 
>No walls can hold you
>You strain yourself as hard as you can, imagining your new body and focusing all your magic into creating it
>With a flash of green you transform
>Blink
>Inspect your hooves
>Yup, different colour.
>Run a hoof over your forehead
>A nice big horn sits there
>Lovely.
>You smile and walk back to the front door
>Screwing up your face and sticking your tongue out the corner of your mouth slightly, you manage to undo the lock with magic
>The door creaks open and sunlight pours in through the door
>You squeal in happiness
>But now is not the time for victory dances
>It is the time for Anon finding
>And with that, you run into Ponyville to find Anon
>You are Anon
Thanks, AJ.
>"Not a problem, Anon. You take care, ya hear?"
Will do!
>You place the apples in your backpack and set off deeper into Ponyville
>Pinkie ought to have something good going today
>Maybe you'll pick up something for Sandy as well
>Then again, she doesn't really need to eat. She can appreciate the taste, but it doesn't fill her the same way love does.
>Such a bizarre creature, that changeling.
>You stroll along, looking at the sky
>Because of that rather stupid idea, you trip over a pony
>You yelp and fall forwards
>When you look to see who you tripped over, you see that you are led on top of a very disgruntled looking Twilight Sparkle
Oh shit, sorry, Twi.
>She groans
>"No no... I was reading while I was walking. Kinda silly, really."
>She laughs it off
>"So can you get off me?"
Whoops.
>You hastily get off her and get to your feet, helping her up as well
>"I would stay and chat, but I gotta go. Celestia has told me some alarming news, and it supports Fluttershy's crazy ramblings about a giant insect monster that wears the skins of ponies!"
>Stare at her
>She continues, oblivious to your silence
>"Hah! I mean, if I didn't know any better, I'd say she had run into a Changeling!"
Oh... Yeah... W-what's a Changeling, again?
>Twilight seems shocked
>"You don't know what a Changeling is?"
No, I don't.
>Twilight beams
>Lecture inbound
>"Changelings are a magical race of insectoid creatures, capable of imitating those around them down to the smallest detail. The only difference is the mannerisms. Other than their alien personality, they are an exact replica of the original pony!"
Sounds... Scary.
>"Oh it is. Old books on Pony/Changeling relations have shown that they are capable of mass espionage, able to take the places of generals and other important ponies, then launching huge surprise attacks from behind enemy lines, breaking trusts and shattering morale"
>She shakes her head solemnly
>"They truly are a terrible race. Their only disadvantage is their diet. They don't eat or drink like ponies do. They need love to survive"
Love? You don't say...
>"Oh yes. Quite sad, really. The lengths they have to go to... A changeling away from the hive will have to feed on the love of couples around them, or take the place of a pony with a lover, so that it may feed off the love involuntarily given to it!"
And you think there might be one in Ponyville?
>"Well, it's hard to say. There haven't been many major disturbances lately. And nop0ny else has seen any black insects crawling around. So either Fluttershy was seeing things, or the changeling in question is truly-"
>She takes a deep breath and dramatically looks at you
>"A Mastermind of Espionage and Deception"
>You are Sandy
>You just tripped over a bin and scared the hell out of a cat
>The cat hisses and scampers off
>You stand up and look around
>You're down an alley
>No one has seen you yet.
>Especially not Anon
>You can see him, quite far away.
>He's talking to a unicorn. She seems familiar.
>That unicorn everyone always talks about
>From your hiding place, you watch as she rambles on and on to an increasingly distressed looking Anonymous
>Oh Anonymous...
>You shake your head and blush again
>The unicorn says her farewells and trots off, levitating several books with her
>You sure wish you were that good with magic
>Opening a lock was a nightmare enough
>Hehe. Night MARE
>Anon would appreciate that joke.
>Time to casually walk up to Anon and shock him with your sexy new unicorn look
>You take a step forward
>And trip over the bin again
>Anon seems to be coming over this way. You're not sure why
>What did you do wrong? Did you alert him?
>PANIC!
>HIDE!
>You cram your entire body inside the bin and turn it upside down, sitting under it and waiting
>You hear a tapping on the bin
>Flinch
>"Hello? Is there someone under here?"
>It's Anon.
>But wait! He won't recognise you!
>It's foalproof!
>You grin as Anon pulls the bin off you and stares down at you
>His curious look vanishes and is replaced with one of confusion
>"Twilight?"
>Oh bollocks. You knew you'd seen that unicorn before.
>You are Anon
>Twilight is now under a bin, despite having just walked the other way.
Twilight, I uhh. Don't understand, what are you doing?
>"I am doing nothing out of the ordinary at all, fellow Ponyviller!"
>Oh god
>OH GOD
>You look around frantically, to make sure no one else can see you both
>Drag her behind a dumpster
Sandy! What the fuck are you doing?!
>"Who is Sandy? I am not this Sandy po-"
>You slap her
Knock it off
>She whimpers and her lips tremble, tears forming in her eyes
Sandy. Listen to me.
>She sniffs and looks at you
>Those huge eyes once again seem to enrapture you
>You find it hard to find words or look away
>Blink a few times
Sandy. You're impersonating the Princess' personal student and the Element of Magic. You could not have picked a worse disguise. What were you thinking?! Do you WANT to be caught?
>"I-I just w-wanted to see you..."
>Oh.
>She buries her face in your chest
>You sigh and stroke her mane
>In a way, it's quite funny. Twilight wasn't lying. It's like the mare herself is here sobbing and making your shirt all soggy
>Only she's not
>You sit in silence and console Sandy
>Down a dirty alleyway
>Behind a dumpster
>This town really needs to take better care of itself. You were surprised areas like this were here
>Sandy sniffs one final time and looks up
>She smiles
>"B-but things are positive now that you're here."
>Smile back and stand up
Sandy, turn back into your normal state, please.
>A black insectoid takes Twilight's place
NO, JESUS NO, NOT IN PUBLIC!
>She looks confused
The OTHER normal form
>She stares at you
>Then goes "ooooh" before shifting back into the Tan mare you'd grown so fond of
>She giggles 
>"So uhh. Should we get some food stuff to consume?"
No. I've already got some. We're going home right now and laying down transformation ground rules
>"Sounds like roommate fun!"
Yeah, sure. Fun.
>Back at the house, you place Sandy on the sofa
>She beams at you and you frown back
>Sit on your chair facing the sofa
Now. Sandy. First things first, never impersonate the elements of harmony. Ok?
>"Super!"
Did you understand what I just said?
>"Absolutely not!"
>Sigh
Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy. You are not to impersonate any of... Sandy?
>Her face changed when you said 'Fluttershy'
Sandy are you-
>She rushes off the sofa and bear hugs you as hard as she can
>"No Fluttershy. None."
O...kay then. Are you alright?
>Sandy is trembling. A lot.
>Her eyes are looking from side to side, and when she looks at you, you see some kind of primal fear in them
Sandy... What's wrong?
>"I-I've been having night dreams."
Nightmares?
>She nods
What about?
>Sandy goes on to tell you about her dreams with Fluttershy in them. How she's scared to leave you again because of what Fluttershy would do to you
>You try to laugh it off
Woah, hey, that was a one-time thing! Sure, she nearly raped me, but you were there to help, weren't you?
>"But what if I'm not there the next time? What if she gets you and hurts you?"
She's not going to hurt me, Sandy. That's not her style. I think.
>Would Fluttershy actually hurt you?
>You think back to the time she tried to make you drink a sentient black blob
>Huh
>Sandy hiccups
>God that's cute
>You sit there, like you did in the alleyway before
>Just stroking Sandy's mane
>She's so warm
>Was she always so warm?
>She loves cold showers but she's so warm
>Were her eyes always so big?
>You realise that you've been looking into each other's eyes for a while
>Her eyes are literally like two giant blue spheres
>On par with Pinkie's for unnatural size and blueness
>Is blueness a word?
Eh, who cares.
>"Who cares about what?"
>Oh shit did you just say that out loud?
>Damn. You're dropping some serious pasta right now
>Stupid Sandy
>She's getting that smile again
>It makes you feel happy to see it
>Maybe it's because you like having her around. And you really do. She's like a little... 
>Can you say Sister?
>She's not really a sister. More of a... Roommate.
>A nice roommate. 
>She quirky.
>And funny to be around
>Sandy is now beaming at you, her face inches from yours
>She's cute as well.
>Why are you only just noticing this now? You've known her for 6 weeks.
>You blame hormones
>And Jahoofers Witnesses.
>Damn it's getting hot in here
>You stand up, placing Sandy on the floor
>She continues to smile up at you
>It's no longer a normal smile
>Not so much that cute smile she flashes when she's nervous
>It's a curious smile. A smile with an agenda.
>You've seen the same one when Twilight tried to get you to strip naked and let her study you
Uhh. I'm g-gonna go and get a drink.
>"Okay."
>She doesn't break eye contact and backs up to the sofa, sitting on it and sitting up straight, smiling at you the whole time.
>You try not to seem too flustered as you walk past her and into the kitchen
>Run some tap water and splash it on your face
>The fuck is wrong with you?
>It's SANDY.
>Look back over your shoulder
>She's staring straight at you, her hooves dangling over the back of it
>Turn back around
>Ok, relax. It's just Sandy. You just need to go over there and tell her that you're not that into her
>Wait, who said anything about being into her? None of you said that, you've just been smiling at her
>Is there a rule against smiling now?
>You're feeling immensely hot under the collar now
>How the hell are you supposed to handle this? You should have seen the early signs
>Always wanting to be with you
>Finding everything you say incredibly interesting
>Constantly trying to please you and make you happy
>And last night she went as far as to sleep in the same bed as you
>She's crazy about you.
>Is that a good thing?
>Fluttershy is crazy about you
>But that's the bad crazy
>This is the good crazy
>IS there a good crazy?

>You are Sandy
>Anon's in the kitchen
>You just can't stop staring at him
>When he held you in the alleyway, you just felt something from him
>Something strong
>You think it might have been love
>It was amazing, and delicious, too.
>Far more potent than the love you've been finding lying around
>That baker couple really fake their love for each other. You can hardly get anything off them. But it was enough to live off
>You had to rely on Anon being hungry as well, so you could slip off at Sugarcube Corner and find them
>But Anon... He gave you something incredible
>And the best part? It just happened again
>It's almost intoxicating
>Your mind is cloudy at the taste of it
>It's rich, and creamy, like... Cream. But it actually fills you. Fills the void inside you
>This must be what actual love tastes like
>You feel stronger already. Much more alert than ever
>And as you stare at Anon, the cogs in your head turning, you can only think of one thing.
>More.
>You are Anon
>Take a deep breath
>Ok. This will be easy
>Turn around
>Sandy is stood smiling at you in the kitchen
>You're backed up against the sink
>That smile has changed again
>Is this what Twilight told you about? Is she going to suck the love right out of you?
>Come on, Anon. It's Sandy, she wouldn't do a thing like that!
>"More."
>OK MAYBE SHE WOULD
Uhh, Sandy, look. I don't know what's come over us- I mean, you. B-but you need to calm down. You're sorta scaring me.
>She closes her eyes and licks her lips
>"It's delicious, Anonymous. More!"
M-more what?
>"More love. You're feeding it to me right now and I want more of it."
Love? From where?
>She grins
>"From you."
>Oh shit. 
>You went and fell in love with a shape shifting bug monster
>GREAT WORK
>Your heart is hammering in your chest and you inch away from Sandy
>For every step you take backwards, she takes one forwards, fixing you with that predatory glare
>She slowly opens her mouth and licks her fangs
>Fangs?
>WHEN THE HELL DID SHE GET FANGS
>The tan fur and maroon mane evaporate, and the black chitin replaces it once more
>"Anon?"
Y-yes?
>"LOVE ME."
>Like a bat out of hell you run for the stairs
>Sandy follows, her wings buzzing and making her take flight
>You sprint into your room and slam the door, putting your weight against it
>You hear Sandy outside
>God dammit... Even when she's chasing you like this your heart can't help but skip a beat at the thought of her
>Though that might be the fear
>"Oh... ANON! YES! MORE!"
>NOPE. IT'S LOVE
>FUCKING SHIT, ANON. FALL OUT OF LOVE WITH HER ALREADY!
>You sniff the air
>A new smell burns your nostrils
>Look at the door
>Greenish acid is slowly eroding through the door, you can see Sandy's beautiful blue eyes looking through at you
>Before long the hole is large enough for her head, and she jams her face in, giving you a full view of your roommate's lust driven visage
>You take a step back and look at her through the door
>"HEEERE'S SANDY!"
THAT'S CLICHE AS FUCK.
>She crashes through the door and tackles your chest
>You fall backwards and land on your bed
>You're not liking this turn of events
>At all
>Or are you?
>She sighs again
>"You're filling me up here, Anon!"
>FOR FUCKS SAKE
>Time for diplomacy
Sandy. Please. I know you're uhh, addicted to love. But don't you think you've had enough? I mean... Uhh, shouldn't you set aside some love for later, or something?
>She gives you a flat look
>"That's not how Changelings work, Anonymous."
A-are you sure?
>"Yes. Quite sure"
So what happened to your speech problems? Why aren't you speaking all... Weird anymore?
>"Not sure. Your love has made my mind more focused. I feel stronger than ever! So much love all for me!"
>She squeals with delight, her face becoming one of bliss
>It makes your heart soar
>She giggles and looks down at you
>Once again, she's led on top of you
>On your bed
>She smiles down, flutters her wings and wags her tail a few times
>You wait for her to do whatever it is she was going to do
>She just sort of sits there
Uhh. Sandy?
>"Y-yeah?"
>Oh. There's the nervous speech you fell in love with.
Aren't you gonna... I dunno. Do something?
>"What are you meaning?"
>Smile
Well, you like, chased me through the house, drunk off love, and pinned me down on the bed. 
>Look at the door
And you sprayed acid on my door. Seriously. Don't do that again.
>Her ears go flat against her head
>"S-sorry... I'm so sorry..."
>She sniffs
>"I just, um. Don't really know what to do"
What do you mean?
>"Well I have you where I want you. I think. Umm. Now what?"
Well what do you want to do?
>She sits up, her hind legs on either side of your torso, then rubs the back of her head, a shy look on her face
>"Y-you know... Stuff."
>Smile warmly at her
>Her wings buzz again and she smiles back, a blush appearing on her face
>Her face is black though. How you're seeing the blush, you're not sure
>Fucking changelings
>...Fucking changelings.
>Are you really about to do this?
>You're not seeing any problems thus far
>You hate to admit it, but you've fallen for her. She's just so much different than any other pony in town.
>And now she's so shy and cute she has no idea how to initiate sex.
>She's like Fluttershy
>But better in every conceivable way
>Ok, brain. If we're gonna make this work, stop comparing her to Fluttershy.
>Sorry.
Well. I suppose we'd better get started then, shouldn't we?
>"Y-yeah. Absolutely. Of course"
>Sit up, holding Sandy up with your arms, preventing her from falling backwards
>You lean your face towards hers, and your lips meet
>It's a strange experience to say the least
>Her lips are hard, like the rest of her body. But they give way when your lips brush against them
>You explore this new concept by gently working your mouth on hers
>She's tensed up, and you chuckle through your kiss
>"S-stop laughing... It's not funny..."
>You pull back slightly, breaking the kiss
>Sandy looks down, the blush deeply set on her face
>You grin and go back in, more forceful this time.
>She starts relaxing more, and begins to move her own mouth in response
>You make the next move, opting to slip your tongue in
>She tenses up again, but allows you to poke around. Her own forked tongue dancing around your flat one, gently caressing it while you stroke her fangs
>They're so sharp
>You prick your tongue on one and wince slightly, but the sudden sharp pain only gets you more into it
>Everyone's a masochist.
>You decide that enough is enough, and pull out
>Sandy follows your tongue out with her own, and leans forward slightly while you pull back
>She's still got her eyes closed, and her tongue is sticking out from between her lips
>You laugh softly
>She opens her eyes and smiles at you
>A genuine smile. Not one driven by lust, but by love.
>You gently turn over and lay her on her back, her head resting on the pillow
>She watches as your hands methodically stroke every part of her body, taking in the smooth texture of the chitin and the strange curves in her natural armour
>Your hand moves down, lightly touching her soft underbelly
>She giggles at that
>So she's ticklish, it seems.
>A ticklish bug
>You grin mischievously at her and move your hands to her belly again
>She tenses up, but you don't make contact
>You laugh again and she scowls, looking away
>"Jerk"
>You simply smile and lower your hand between her legs
>She gasps as you touch an area you thought unimportant
>You watch in shock as at your touch, a small slit opens up, revealing the soft insides of Sandy
>Raise an eyebrow
Hello there...
>"Hello! My name is Sandy!"
>You look up
>She's blushing furiously and trying to avoid your gaze, a hoof over her mouth
>"Sorry"
>You turn you attention back to the small opening between her legs
>So this is where it was hiding. Between two black plates
>You run a finger over them, causing Sandy to shudder
>They're incredibly bendy. Much like rubber, and they contort easily to the slightest touch
>Your curiosity is driving Sandy crazy, every time you bend one of the two plates, she squeals and shakes
>A pale green substance begins seeping out of the slit, you dip two fingers in it and raise them to show Sandy, and to give you a better view
>She stares at it and gulps
>It's warm. And quite viscous
>But the smell is the most noticeable thing about it
>It's a powerful scent, it works its way into your nose and triggers a more powerful urge to satisfy the creature before you
>Sandy notices your face, lost it thought 
>"Oh. Umm. T-that'll be the pheromone... Sorry..."
>You raise your fingers to your mouth 
>Human curiosity demands a taste test on everything
>You gently place your digits on your tongue, slowly licking the stuff off
>It's flavour isn't what you expected
>Tangy, with a bitter aftertaste. But it's surprisingly moreish.
>You savour this unique flavour for a while, Sandy watching you with her mouth agape
>"Do you like it?"
>You take your fingers out and smile at her
Oh yes.
>And with that, you lower your face to her slit and lick it from bottom to top
>Sandy's back arches and she squeals, more of the addictive goo hitting your tongue
>This only makes you go further, and you push your tongue inside her 'folds'
>The texture of her inner walls is intriguing, like the same consistency of the outside, but it slackens the moment your tongue touches it
>Like a rubbery muscle, dripping with that same tangy goo
>You play with her walls, pushing in as much tongue as possible, and pulling her legs towards you to get even deeper
>Sandy is pulling the pillow over her face and moaning into it, her cries muffled, but not unheard while you tongue her pussy
>She starts panting heavily, and you feel her walls start to constrict around your tongue
>You slide it out quickly, but as you leave, you give the outside one last lick
>Sandy climaxes, screaming and spraying warm discharge all over your face
>Some of it gets on your tongue and inside your open mouth
>You don't complain.
>She goes limp and pants, her breathes slow and heavy
>She turns her head and looks down at you
>You look at her deep blue eyes and wipe your mouth
>She groans again and a hoof strokes her belly, which you now notice has developed a small mound
>Grin
Getting full?
>"N-no... More"
Ah ah ah! What's the magic word?
>You're having way too much fun with this
>"More. Please."
>She looks at you with pleading eyes
>"Please, Anon."
>By this time, your dick is as hard as it's going to get
>You slide off your pants and shirt, Sandy watching with still hungry eyes the entire time
>"Your body is so... Exotic"
>Chuckle 
Speak for yourself.
>You crawl along the bed and over Sandy, looking down at her
>She wraps her hooves around your neck and pulls you in for another kiss
>This time both your tongues fight for control
>She has the unfair advantage, and is tickling your tongue with her own
>You feel her poke at your teeth and giggle over the kiss
>Pull back a bit
Having fun?
>"Y-yes."
>You can feel her smile as she kisses you again
>Your heart swells, and as it does, you feel Sandy's belly rise ever so slightly
Let's have a bit more then.
>You get into a more comfortable position, and move Sandy to the edge of the bed
>You step off it and line your dick up at her entrance, which is leaking copious amounts of goo
>You gently press the tip of your cock at her slit, making her tremble with anticipation
>Her panting become more rapid
>You slide the tip up and down her opening a bit more
>It opens and closes at your touch, the walls trying to grasp the offending object
>You smile and look up at Sandy again
>Your eyes meet, and for a moment you are once more lost in the... Blueness.
>Yeah. It's a word.
>And at that, you push forwards and into her
>Sandy gasps, as do you
>The goo acts as both lubricant and cushioning
>It encases your dick and cradles it while her walls frequently squeeze your length gently
>Sandy bites her lower lip and a squeak escapes her mouth
>You push further in, and her walls squeeze harder as you go deeper
>Finally you hilt, staying still for a while, your mind reeling at the sensation your dick is feeling
>You pull back about half way, then slide back in
>Sandy squeaks then giggles
>"It feels... Funny"
Good funny or bad funny?
>"Good funny"
>She bites her lip and her blush somehow goes redder
>You pull out again and thrust, harder this time
>Sandy's squeaks also get louder
>You work up a rhythm, gently thrusting in and out, Sandy moaning and trying to grip the bed sheets
>She shakes her head from side to side as you begin to go faster
>You grip her flanks and pull her towards you again, using her as grip as you pound her
>Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, all that matters is you and the glorious creature in front of you
>She moans your name in response to your actions, each time getting louder
>"Anon! AAAAANOOON!"
>You pant, feeling yourself getting closer over the heat and the tightness of Sandy's pussy
>Her walls get even tighter and she tenses up, screaming your name and gripping your dick as she orgasms, the greenish goo spraying your front, the warmth of it enticing your bare skin where it touches
>You can't hold on much longer either, the alien sensations making you grit your teeth and desperately try to hold on, anything to make this moment last longer
>She arches again, and another flood of goo, warmth and sudden tightness catches you off guard
>You cry out as you let loose your load inside her, pumping her full of your juices and making her moan even louder
>You slowly pull out, your dick covered in warm slime, a mixture of both your juices
>Sandy lies back on the bed, spread eagled and panting
>You collapse on the bed next to her, breathing heavily
>For a while you both just lie there.
>Nothing else in the world matters right now
>Because you have her and she has you.
>You look over at her
>She's smiling at you. Those beautiful blue eyes glistening in the sunlight streaming in through the windows
>You offer a weak smile, the whole ordeal having drained you both
>Neither of you say a word. And you lie back on that bed for nearly an hour
>No longer exhausted, mind. You just didn't have a reason to move
>You didn't want to move
>You just wanted to lie there and bask in the silence with Sandy
>And she with you
>She snuggles up to you and you wrap an arm around her, not saying a word. Your actions having spoken for themselves
>You kiss her on the forehead and she sighs happily, and for the first time in what seems like forever she speaks up
>"Anon?"
Yeah?
>"I... Um. Really enjoy your company."
>Smile
I love you too, Sandy.

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>Day intense confusion in Equestria
>Wake up
>hit, hower, have.
>Walk downstairs and realise something
>It's too quiet
>Uh oh
>Run into the kitchen
>Nothing's been burnt
>Shit. Bad sign.
>Look into the living room
>Not a single piece of broken furniture
>Everything is completely intact
>Turn your gaze to the ceiling
>No giant holes in it, or pieces of food stuck to it.
>Scramble back upstairs and run to the guest room
>Bed is empty
>Practically fall downstairs on your way to the front door
>Throw it open
NO! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE-
>She ignites the blowtorch
>The force of the blast knocks you back in the house
>You hear a distant scream
>Your ears ring and you groan as you pick yourself back up
>The area in front of your house has been devastated
>Bits of dirt fall from the sky and a huge crater now lies in the middle of the street
>Stagger back outside and look around for her
>See a nearby bush
>A pair of black rear legs slide inside it
>The bush glows green for a second
>Shaking your head, you walk over and pull the tan unicorn out by her legs
God dammit, Sandy.
>"Apologies."
>You sit in your kitchen, now properly messy due to Sandy's slowly improving cooking skills
>Duck your head to avoid a piece of carrot
Carrots go in WITH the cucumber, Sandy.
>"Oh. That makes sense."
>Roll your eyes and sip your coffee
>So Sandy decided that your alarm clock wasn't doing enough to wake you up
>She turned into a unicorn, trapped a massive amount of flammable gas inside a bubble of magic and tried to ignite it to see if the noise would wake you up
>It woke up all of Ponyville, and sent a clump of dirt through the mayor's window while she was having a bath
>She wasn't too pleased about that
>Sandy, on the other hand, marked the experiment as a complete success, cheerfully informing you that "Yes, Methane gas CAN explode"
>You love that changeling, sure.
>But she can be a little bit much at times.
>You smile over your drink as you recall your night of passion a few weeks ago
>You decided to try something new
>Upon sticking it in her pooper, she yelped, turned into Big Mac, and kicked you in the chest
>Fractured a rib, and you had to stay in bed for a while
>Naturally, Sandy proved that she was more than capable of nursing you back to health, and applied duct tape to your chest where the damaged rib was
>She also tried to feed you breakfast similar to how a mother bird would feed her chicks
>It was terrifying.
>At least she's getting better at acting in public
>Yesterday she only broke the waiter's leg.
>'He was coming at you with a knife', was her excuse.
>"Anonymous! I have created something wonderful!"
>She turns to face you, her eyes almost sparkling with joy
>She presents you with a sandwich
>"Don't thank me, I know I'm excellent."
Sandy why is this sandwich covered in ketchup?
>"This isn't salad dressing?"
Uhh-
>"W-well look! I even put the carrots on it!"
>She's made you a carrot and cucumber sandwich with ketchup all over it.
>You thought she was making salad.
>She smiles at you
>Gulp
I-i'm not hungry, Sandy.
>Her eyes narrow

>You are Mr Waddle
>Slowly make your way around the large pothole in the road
>Don't remember that being there.
>Ooh, your memory isn't what it used to be...
>Hear shouting
>A nearby door bursts open
>An overgrown monkey bolts out, followed by a unicorn levitating a red and soggy sandwich
>"EAT YOUR FOOD, YOU SCALLEYWAG!"
>"I DUN WANNA!"
>Chuckle and shake your head
Ahh, young love...

>Be Anon
>Olympic runner
>Vault over a sunbathing pony and charge through the market
>Slide under a cart and pant heavily
>Applejack pokes her head under it and raises an eyebrow
>"Uhh, heya, Anon. Whaddya doin' under mah cart?"
Hiding.
>"From?"
Breakfast.
>"...Alright then."
>She shakes her head and goes back to selling her wares to ponies
>You hide under the cart, your legs sticking out next to where Applejack is stood
>Sandy trots through the crowd, the sandwich levitating overhead and dripping ketchup on nearby ponies
>She surveys the area
>Slowly, her head turns around and she locks eyes with you
>Shit, you forgot she could track you by scent
>A smile creeps onto her lips and she starts walking towards you
>Scramble out from under the cart and pick up an apple from a bucket
>"Ah hope you'll pay for that."
>You don't answer AJ, you instead throw the apple at Sandy in an attempt to scare her away
>She doesn't move out of the way, like she normally would
>Instead she just opens her mouth as wide as she can, the apple disappearing down her throat
>She shuts her trap and grins at you
>Well fuck.
>That's new.
>You take off again in a random direction, Sandy shouting out behind you
>"GET BACK HERE AND EAT YOUR BREAKFAST, HUMAN!"
>An aura surrounds your leg
>Look down at it, then at Sandy.
>She is straining herself as hard as she can to maintain the sandwich's flight, and pulling on your leg
>You pull away roughly, Sandy's face scrunching up even harder
>She then gasps and the aura around your leg fades
>The sandwich also drops to the floor
>She looks sorrowfully at it
>Nudges it with a hoof
>And sighs
>She raises her head again, sadness in her eyes
>...
>God damn that face.
>Walk over to her and kneel down
>She whimpers and picks up the sandwich again with an aura
>It's covered in dirt and a bit mangled from the magical strain put on it
>You pull off a bit of clean (if not ketchuppy) bread and eat it
>Give her an affectionate look 
>She giggles
>Smiles sweetly
>And shoves the entire sandwich in your mouth with magic
>You scream over the food
>She forces you to swallow
>Shudder
Oh god that tasted so bad
>Sandy laughs
>"Sustenance has been provided! Onwards to a new day!"
God dammit.

>Sit at the till in Rose's shop.
>Yawn
>Slow day
>...
>Rose is in the back with a new delivery from faraway lands
>You're so bored, and these pony magazines are about as interesting as the plants surrounding you
>Rest your head on the counter and think about life
>The door opens
>Smile to yourself and raise your head again
>To your surprise, it's Twilight Sparkle
>She's giving you a very odd look
Uhh, hello, Twilight! What can I do for you?
>She hesitates, then trots up to the counter
>"I... Wanted to talk, Anon."
>Shift yourself to get a better look at her
>You tower above the little mare, even when sat down
Go on?
>"You remember uhh, Fluttershy, right? She had a bit of a scare about a month ago."
>You think back to yourself
>You remember her trying to rape you in this very shop, but nothing of note-
>Oh.
Yeah?
>"Well I've been doing some asking around, and I just wanted to ask you some questions."
I'm all ears
>"About Shifting Sands."
>You shuffle uncomfortably
>You know all too well about the relations between Changelings and Ponies.
>Sandy has done her best to stay as normal as she can.
>No one seems to have caught on yet about her apparent ability to change race at will
>Twilight is eyeing you closely
>Snap out of your thoughts and lock eyes with her, a more serious look on your face
Ask away.
>"Where did she say she came from?"
Out of town.
>"Where, though?"
Out of town.
>"Who were her parents?"
Doesn't remember them.
>"What race is she?"
Unicorn.
>"How old is she?"
Twenty three.
>"What does she do at night?"
Sleep on my lap.
>"Why so defensive?"
I'm not being defensive.
>You both glare at each other, Twilight preparing for another bout of rapid-fire questions
>She rears up on her hind legs and places her front hooves on the counter
>You stand up, abusing your height in hopes of intimidating her
>"You wouldn't normally be so antsy, Anonymous. What are you hiding?"
I'm not hiding anything, Twilight. I just don't like being questioned.
>She narrows her eyes
>"Where is Shifting Sands now?"
I don't want to tell you.
>"Why not?"
How do I know you won't hurt her?
>"Why would I do that?"
>Shit.
>You struggle to find an answer
>Twilight's burning gaze is boring a hole into you
>"I don't know what you're hiding, Anonymous. But there's something going on between you and Shifting Sands. What kind of pony has a panda cutie mark anyway?"
The kind of pony that wouldn't appreciate you prying into her life. Leave, Twilight.
>You both stay perfectly still for a minute, the clock on the wall slowly ticking away
>Eventually Twilight backs down
>"Okay, fine. I'll go. But I WILL find out what her deal is, Anon."
>As Twilight leaves the shop, you watch her go with despair
>Wherever Sandy is now, you hope she's safe and doesn't talk to Twilight
>Something drips onto your head
>Look up
>Sandy is stood on the ceiling, drooling onto you
>"Hello again! Twilight wanted to speak to me but I disguised myself as myself walking along the ceiling!"
>She takes that as her cue to drop from where she was stood
>You jump and prepare to catch her
>She lands in your arms with a pomf
>"What are you about to do with me?"
Drop you on the floor, tell you to leave me alone whilst I'm working, and also tell you to stay the hell away from Twilight Sparkle.
>"Alright then!"
>You drop her
>Tell her to leave you alone whilst you're working
>And then tell her to stay the hell away from Twilight Sparkle
>She gives you a mock salute and trots out the store
>Backwards.
>Keeping eye contact with you at all times.
>She kicks open the door with a back foot and onto the street, still looking straight at you until the door closes.
>Shake your head
>You dread to think what shit she'll get up to

>You are Shifting Sands
>Twilight-Sparkle-Avoider
>Anon gave you an order, and you'll be damned if you're going to let him down
>Turn around
>Twilight Sparkle is grinning, unblinking at you
Hello! I was told not to speak to you!
>Her grin widens
>Something in the back of your mind tells you that something is horribly wrong
>When it finally clicks, you slap Twilight as hard as you can and take flight
>She takes a second to recover, nursing her cheek, then gives chase
>Flap your wings as hard as you can and head back towards Anon’s house
>Look down
>Twilight is following you on the ground, looking up at you flying and still grinning
>You panic and fly through Anon's open bedroom window
>Your wing catches on the window frame and you lose balance, bouncing off the bed next to the window and onto the floor
>Groan
>A loud pop and a burst of violet light causes you to flinch
>Stand up and turn around
>Twilight is stood in the corner of the room, smiling at you.
>"Anon said you were a unicorn."
N-no. I've always been a pegasus. Yes. A pegasus.
>"I see... And where do you come from?"
>She starts to stalk towards you, opting you to back into a wall
I uhh... I come from my old home?
>"And where might that be?"
...Canterlot?
>Twilight giggles
>"I doubt that. I'd say by your accent that you come from..."
>She quickly pulls a map out of her saddlebags and unfurls it on the floor, stabbing a levitated quill at the barren area in the southern quadrant
>"THE DESOLATION."
>You freeze up.
>Your mind starts running through a variety of plans.
>Eat her?
>No, Anon would be mad
>Fight her?
>She's way better than you with magic
>Fainting goat?
>...
>Fainting goat.
>On cue, you seize up and drop to the floor like a sack of potatoes
>Twilight blinks a few times then trots over, cautiously
>She prods your face with a hoof
>You remain completely still and unblinking
>Twilight looks around
>"Uhh, are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you. Honest. I just want some answers"
>Your eyes glaze over as you begin to enter a sort of rigor mortis.
>Twilight nudges you again
>"Hello?"
>You stop breathing in an attempt to seem less alive
>"Are you... Dead?"
Yes! She bought it!
>"No I didn't."
>YOU SAID THAT OUT LOUD, YOU IDIOT.
>Stand up and regard Twilight with a cautious look
>She smiles and extends a hoof
>"I think I've seen everything I need to. My name is Twilight Sparkle. What's yours?"
>Quick! Give her a fake name!
Sands Shifting.
>Sandy, you genius.
>"Shifting Sands... Odd name, for a Changeling."
>You wince
>Twilight catches this and smiles
>"It's ok, 'Shifting Sands'. I'm here to help."
>You eye her with curiosity
Proceed?
>"Well, if you were in Canterlot, you would probably have been thrown in prison. But out here there's none of those "Federals" lurking around!"
>Twilight Sparkle says that there are no federal agents lurking around
>Seems perfectly legitimate.
>You nod slowly and she continues
>"Sooo... If you were to come with me, I have lots of questions to ask you! And we can see about sending you back to the hive you came from!"
>That sounds lovely! You love the hive!
>Hang on a second
I cannot go back to there. They removed me.
>"Removed you?"
Yes. Exiled. Kicked out. Told to leave. Given my pink slip.
>Twilight stares at you for a second
>Then she laughs.
>Hard.
>Watch her laugh herself to tears while you awkwardly shuffle on the spot
>"Ooh, that was good! Everyp0ny knows that Changelings can't be removed from the hive! They'd die! I've read so many books from various explorers on the lifestyles of Changelings, I know what you're like"
But I-
>"No no no, I'll have none of it. We'll send you back!"
But I don't want-
>"Come on! It'll be fun!"
>Twilight effortlessly sweeps you off your hooves in a magical aura and strains herself
>You both disappear in a flash. But to where, you're not sure.

>Be Anon
>"Now, are you sure this plant is safe?"
>You look at the cactus that the customer is inspecting
>It's an Appleoosan Daggertip
>It's spines are each about 5 inches long and secrete a poison so vile it induces paralysis within 2 minutes of penetration
>Come to think of it, you have no idea why it's even here to begin with
>How did Rose even get this thing?
>Meh, who cares
Perfectly safe, sir!
>"Wonderful! I'll take it!"
>You pack up the plant and mutter a quick prayer that the stallion doesn't have children
>As he leaves you think back to Sandy and where she might have gotten to
>It's been 30 minutes since she left and she hasn't sneaked back inside to pester you some more
>Hear a door to one of the store rooms open
>Rose pokes her head around a corner
>"Hey there, Anon. I'll be a bit, uhh, busy for the rest of the day because of this exotic plant, so I'm closing up the shop early."
Oh. Cool.
>Rose gives you a very fake smile
You alright?
>"Suuuuure! I'm doing great!"
>A large green tendril grabs her mane and yanks backwards, but she jerks her head forwards again, clearly straining herself
>"S-say, Anon. Could you pass me those shears?"
>Reach behind you and grab them
>Look back towards Rose
>Several more tendrils are now latched onto her limbs, and she's struggling to hold onto the bit of wall that is the corner of the room
>Hand them to her
>She takes them in her mouth
>"Fanks Anon!"
>She allows herself to be pulled back into the room by the plant
>Listen for a while
>"MAKE FERTILISER OF ME, WILL YOU?"
>A loud piercing shriek reverberates through the shop
>"AND JUST WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE STICKING THAT TENDRIii- AAAAaaaaahhhnn~"
>Shake your head and leave Rose to "fight" the plant
>You have to find Sandy anyway
>Exit the shop and walk home
>You keep an eye out for any suspicious looking ponies/changelings, but nothing out of the ordinary strikes you
>By the time you reach home, you feel on edge
>You grab an apple from the kitchen and munch on it, walking around the house and checking all of Sandy's hiding spots
>Under the chairs
>In the cupboards
>On the ceiling
>On your back
>Nothing
>You murmur to yourself and jog upstairs to check her room
>On the way to it, notice that your bedroom door is ajar
>Walk through it and look around
>Your window is wide open
>Make your way over to it and think to yourself
>Your bed is messed up
>Something has been sat on it lately
>See something poking out of the folds of the duvet
>Pull it out
>A tan feather
>Your eyes narrow
>Whilst you think to yourself, your eyes wander out the window
>They absentmindedly fall on the tree house library that is Twilight's home
>You pause and squint at it for a while
>You can only really see the top of it from here, but still...
>Maybe?
>You look back at the feather in your hands
>Run your fingers over it and try to piece together everything
>You don't want to imagine that Twilight got to her, despite your warnings, but it looks that way.
>Even if it WAS Twilight, there's no harm in checking, right?
>You make up your mind and head out the front door on a brisk walk towards the library
>As you step out onto the street, a figure steps into view
>Someone you haven't seen in a while
>She smiles up at you with her teal eyes wide with wonder, yet partly hidden behind her pink mane
>Let out an exasperated sigh
Fluttershy.
>"H-hello! Umm, Anon. How are you doing?"
I'm looking for my friend. Please go away.
>"W-why would you want to go searching for Sandy? I'm all you n-need..."
>You glare at her
>She realises what she just said
>"Oh... Ponyfeathers..."
>Grab her and drag her back inside your house
>She coos at you
>"A-are you going to love me?"
>Shut the door, so that the public can't see what you're going to do next
>Slam her against a wall
Start talking.
>"W-what is there to talk about? You look tired! D-do you want a hug? I can make you some coco then maybe suck you off-"
START. TALKING.
>"T-twilight umm..."
>She mumbles something under her breath and looks away from you
>Growl and squeeze her
>She shifts uncomfortably under the pressure
>"P-please stop, Anon!"
What is Twilight doing, Fluttershy.
>"Well, uuh, it was sort of maybe my idea, but, um, I thought that maybe if I told Twilight where to find Shifting Sands she could send her home or maybe do science on her, I don't really remember but Twilight said that she had never had the chance to experiment on a Changeling before, but now that Shifting Sands is out of the way can we have sex?"
>Gawp at her
You... Twilight... 
>Let Fluttershy drop to the floor and rub your eyes
You let TWILIGHT get hold of Sandy?!
>"Umm. yes? I did it for you though!"
>Open the front door, letting it slam into the inside wall
>Punt Fluttershy into the crater Sandy created
>Take off towards the library as fast as you can

>You are Shifting Sands
>This sure is a bizarre situation to be in.
>Twilight has secured you to a table and is now prancing around the basement area under her house
>She returns to your side with a clipboard
>"This is going to be so much fun! I get to do what no pony else has ever done and Fluttershy gets Anon! Every pony wins!"
>You laugh nervously
Ha ha ha what a story, Twilight! What was that about you doing things to me?
>Maybe getting her to ramble on will solve your problems!
>"Oh! Well, prior to today, Changelings have always been too elusive to capture, and no pony has been able to get their hooves on one long enough to document their physiology! Most accounts are eyewitness reports and artist depictions. But now that you're here, I can document a full study of Changeling anatomy and help every pony to learn!"
>She gets a mad look in her eye and leans in uncomfortably close to your face, breathing through her mouth
>"You know!"
>She's now so close that you can smell the sandwich she ate for lunch
>"FOR SCIENCE!"
>She stands there and pants heavily in your face for a while, her eyes darting around your body and taking in your fake pegasus body
>You try and edge away from her, only to be foiled by the restraints
>"First of all, we need to get rid of that pesky disguise! Now don't worry, I've done this before in Canterlot!"
>She zaps you with a quick burst of purple
>You yelp in pain as your magical disguise is overpowered and practically torn off you
>Blink and look down at your normal black and hole-covered body
Uh oh.
>Twilight giggles, her voice teetering on the edge on mania
>"This is so exciting! I can't believe it!"
>She goes into a fit of giggles and runs off to grab some more supplies
>You try and use magic to get rid of the restraints, but a sharp pain in your horn reveals that they are enchanted to stop magic
>Hear another giggle
>Twilight steps back into view
>"I'm not letting you get away that easily! You're an important part of my research, and Celestia will be so proud of me when I show her my report!"
>She reveals an assortment of scalpels and other instruments
>Gulp
>Twilight levitates a particularly nasty looking tool from her arrangement and licks her lips quickly
>"Now, I don't have any drugs to knock you out with, but to be honest, I'm kinda interested to see how you react to... THIS!"
>She launches her tool at your chest
>You wince and feel a rush of pain sear through your-
>Wait
>No you don't.
>Glance at the scalpel
>Twilight is dumbfounded
>She slowly raises it from you
>The end is bent at a 90 degree angle.
>"Uhhh"
>You peer at your chest
>Your natural armour has a small scratch on it, but nothing too major
>"Don't worry! I can fix this!"
>She levitates all her tools and slams them into your chest
>The wind gets knocked out of you, but the same effect happens
>Your armour now has a large dent in it. But all of Twilight's tools are useless
>"UUGH! Why isn't this working?! I don't have much time... Come on, just, like, get rid of your armour!"
>Twilight starts pleading with you
>"Pleeeeease? Just pull back the chest piece or something!"
Why don't you do it?
>Sandy, you're a fucking moron
>Twilight's eye widen and she gives you a look similar to that of a child that realises that the circle shaped block goes into the circle shaped hole
>"...Oh."
>You let out a cry as Twilight starts to tug at your armour with her magic
>"Oh wow! This is much easier!"
I AM IN GREAT PAIN RIGHT NOW!
>"Fascinating!"

>You are Anon
>The library is in sight
>But unfortunately, Fluttershy somehow managed to get out of the hole you punted her in
>Like she has wings or something
>Look behind you and see Fluttershy flying after you, with tears in her eyes
>"Please, Anon! Just give me a chance! I'll love you better than that monster ever could!"
>Ignore her and carry on running, the yellow demon desperately trying to catch up with you
>"Anon, PLEASE!"
FUCK OFF, FLUTTERSHY!
>You shoulder barge the front door to the library open, Fluttershy in hot pursuit
>Literally, hot pursuit. She's leaking everywhere. It's like if a snail took flight.
>You hear a sharp cry come from the door leading to Twilight Sparkle's Wonder Emporium and basement
>Go to open it
>The door rattles, the locks on the other side barring you from your prize
TWILIGHT. OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!
>A moment passes
>Hear a familiar voice answer you
>"Twilight told me to be quiet so that you'll think that we aren't down here!"
>God dammit, Sandy. You can't even be held captive properly

>Speaking of Sandy
>You are her
>And she is you
>And you also have a large knife stuck in your chest since Twilight tore off your chest plate with magic
>It kinda hurts
>But you aren't too worried. Changeling regeneration is good at solving issues like this.
>"This is amazing! Your body keeps healing everything through everything I do to it!"
>She removes the knife and you both watch as the wound closes itself, leaving a faint scar behind
>You look at the purple prodder, now giggling gleefully with her nasty knife
>Anon would be proud of your alliteration skills
>Speaking of which-
>"TWILIGHT I WILL RIP THIS DOOR OFF ITS HINGES IF YOU DON'T OPEN IT RIGHT NOW!"
>Twilight calls back
>"Don't worry, Anon! I'll return her soon, I just need to test out a few more things!"
>She stabs your chest again
>It heals back up when the knife is removed
>You feel sort of dizzy
>Must have something to do with all your powers relying on love and Twilight is unknowingly draining you of your reserves for her own scientific curiosity and soon she'll probably kill you because you won't be able to regenerate anymore once you run out.
>...
>You really should have mentioned this before she started getting stab-happy
Uhh, I think you should know that-
>Stabbed
Ow-... I really can't keep this up all d-
>Stabbed
OW. Twilight, I am being totally serious at this moment in ti-
>Stabbed
Ugh...
>Twilight eventually gets bored of stabbing you and moves on to greater things
>"Now, some ponies -might- consider this inponeane, but I think that it will further our understanding of your species even more!
>She holds up a tool
What's that?
>"It's a hammer, hacksaw, spanner, screwdriver, pneumatic drill, giant foam hand and a toothbrush all welded together!"
What does it do?
>"Who knows? Let's find out!"
>She raises it over her head with magic, preparing to slam it down on you
TWILIGHT!
>You slam a fist against the door, glaring at it while you listen to Twilight's giggling from inside
>Fluttershy gently taps your shoulder
>"Umm, Anon? If you're too tired now from hitting that door... C-can you maybe love me for a little while?"
>Turn to face her so fast you fear you might have broken your spine
Fluttershy. I will destroy everything you ever loved if you say one more god damn thing.
>"B-but I love you! Are you really going to destroy yourself?"
>Stare at her
>Not because of what she just said, but because you just had an amazing idea
Hey, Fluttershy. How hard is your skull?

>"I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS, ANON!"
TOUGH SHIT.
>"W-WHY DID YOU THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA?"
>Grin manically at the pony under your arm and back at the door at the other side of the room
I SAW THIS IN A MOVIE ONCE.
>Charge towards the door, holding Fluttershy like a battering ram
>She screams in terror as you collide with the door
>The locks are shattered and the door flies open, the momentum carrying you forwards and down the stairs before you
>Fluttershy bounces down the steps with you and lands in a heap at the bottom
>Stand up groggily
>Sandy's tail starts wagging when she sees you
>"Greetings, Anonymous! Nice of you to drop on by!"
>She grins toothily at you
>"T-that was a joke-"
Stop talking, Sandy.
>"Okay..."
>Turn to Twilight, who is laughing nervously
>"Heeey! Anonymous! I hope you don't mind but uhh, Good ol' Sandy here was just helping me gather data! Right, Sandy?"
>Sandy smiles and says in a rather chipper tone
>"She kidnapped me and stuck knives in me! It wasn't as fun as I had originally anticipated. Oh, and also this thing!"
>You look at Sandy's chest
>A creation of unparalleled uselessness is wedged in her chest
Sandy why is your chest plate missing?
>"Twilight took it!"
Twilight why are you pulling body parts off Sandy?
>"Uhhhh-"
And lastly, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO MY CHANGELING?
>"Oh! Oh! Is that me?"
SHUT UP, SANDY!
>"Apologies!"
>Twilight backs further away from you
>You start to close the distance between you both
>"Anon? I swear to Celestia this was a mistake! Why don't we just-"
>Grab her mane and pull her face closer to yours
Tell me everything.
>"Uhhh, I'd rather- FLUTTERSHYDOITNOW!"
>Without you realising, Fluttershy had plucked the... 'thing' out of Sandy's chest
>She throws it at you, apologising before and after doing so
>Nimbly dodge it, letting go of Twilight in the process
>Twilight aims her horn at the roof of the basement and fires a purple beam at it
>The ceiling explodes, showing you in dirt and wood
>Fluttershy grabs Twilight and starts to ascend, slowly.
>Really slowly
>Twilight shakes a hoof at you while she gets carried out of the basement via her Fluttercopter
>"I'll get you, Anon! And your little Changeling too!"
>She cackles in a way similar to a saturday morning cartoon villain and disappears out the hole in the roof
>Sigh and turn to Sandy
>She makes cute chirping noise
>Then sprays acid all over her bindings
>Watch as the green goop melts through the restraints
But... Couldn't you have done that before?
>"Don't be foolish, Anon! Then she would have figured out I was a Changeling!"
>She raises a hoof to the side of her mouth and her eyes dart side to side before she whispers at you
>"I think I got away with it!"
>You stare at your 'partner', who is missing a large piece of carapace from her chest and covered in green blood, as well as being in full insectoid mode
>She stares back, determined to win the sudden staring contest you're both having
>Eventually she gets bored and takes flight, her hole-covered wings carrying her over to you
>She hugs you tightly, then looks up at you, her soft blue eyes still as innocent to her surroundings as the first day you saw them
>"Shall we go home? I bet you're kinda hungry!"
You were just... Dissected. Alive. Don't you want to rest?
>"Not at all! I'll be fine as long as you still like me!"
Of course I like you, Sandy. Why wouldn't I?
>She hovers away, and faces you, still smiling
>"That's all that matters, Anonymous."
>You are surprised as you see a whisps of green magic materialising a thick black piece of armour over the hole in her chest
>For a few minutes you observe her chest mend itself
>She taps it with a hoof once it's completely closed
>"Lots of love makes for a happy and healthy Changeling! Now come on! I think I can smell food upstairs! Or it might be the dragon. Can you eat dragon? Let's go eat the dragon..."
>She buzzes away from you, talking to herself before switching it up to an off-tune little song she just made up
>Follow her in silence up the stairs
>"Little dragon! Little dragon! Are you home? I sure do hope that vore is your fetish!"
>Shake your head and smile to yourself
>Fucking Shifting Sands.

The End