Cutie Mark Crusaders Tales of Exports

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the official characters from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Lauren Faust is the person who created this generation of ponies. I also do not own anything that may emerge as crossover material. All I own are any original characters used as filler ponies. This is a collection story for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It is mainly CMC!Centric but may also feature other ponies from the show. It may also contain the occasional Pinkie Pie randomness.

Author's Note: The CMC are humanized now. I may write more of this later on. For now...

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Human Troubles

The day started off well with nothing wrong happening in Ponyville. Then all of a sudden our three favorite fillies were engulfed in smoke. Coughing is heard in the thick gray smoke.

"What the hay is going on?" Scootaloo choked in the clearing smoke.

"I feel funny," Sweetie Belle muttered.

"KYAAAAAA!"

That was Applebloom.

As the smoke finally cleared our three favorite fillies... discovered they have become... well... they were no longer ponies. They were hairless monkeys with tails. That's the closest they could figure out.

"My wings! They're gone!" Scootaloo cried out, as she reached around best she can with her now longer limbs, feeling just bare skin.

"We're naked! And why do I suddenly know we're called humans?" spoke a confused, brightly blushing Applebloom, who used her sister's spare hat (they keep in the club house) to try and cover herself.

"Of course we're naked," Scootaloo spoke up, as she decides to sit down on the ground covered in green carpeting. "I mean we're ponies and we hardly wear clothes."

"This is different!" Applebloom yells. "We're human preteen girls! I have this sudden fear of a goofy cartoon bear coming to peek on us with a perverted giggle!"

"Cartoon bear?" Sweetie Belle questioned aloud.

A certain bear giggles in the Everfree Forest...

Scootaloo sighed. "Never mind that right now, Sweetie Belle. Now we obviously can't remain like this, girls. I doubt anyone in Ponyville will understand what's happened to us..."

"Hey! I know! Let's go see big sis and ask her to make us some clothes!" Sweetie Belle told the other two girls. Rarity was always creating new clothes and she had the idea that creating clothes for a non-pony form would be a challenge she would gladly enjoy. Once of course they explain themselves off, of course.

Arms crossed over her chest, Scootaloo replied, "And how do we get across Ponyville without anypony seeing us, and stirring pandemonium?"

Somehow, with miraculous luck, the three humanized fillies have escaped the club house, crossed Ponyville without being seen by anybody (although they had a close call with Spike who was doing his daily chores for Twilight) and made it to the Boutique.

"Rarity! Are you here?"

Snipping a ribbon into equal lengths for her next project, the mare spoke up. "I'm here Sweetie Belle."

"Sis, we need clothes."

When Rarity turned around, instead of seeing her little sister and her two friends, she instead sees three... hairless female monkeys. No fur, but they had hair and were exactly like the three fillies she and the other girls knew. The hair styles not only gave it away, but the voice of her darling little sister was the same as the one now standing before her with the other two girls.

"Yeah... we were playing this cool board game we found in the club house and then all of a sudden we got enveloped into thick smoke and we... well... we became humans," Sweetie Belle explained shyly. Applebloom was the shiest as she kept her hand covering her private area, and the hat hid her chest. Right now, Scootaloo was the only pony... err... person, who was unashamed of her nakedness. Considering she had her hands on her hips and stood in a manner that proclaims to the world "I don't give a damn what you think of me".

Rarity just stared. "What board game?" She finally questions the three girls, mind fully accepting what happened to the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

"We don't know. It's written in an old strange-looking language but the game instructions were in plain English," Scootaloo answered.

The mare sighs. "Get over here so I can measure you girls," Rarity ordered the three now-human fillies, magic levitating her tape off the nearby table as well as fabrics from around the shop.

And as she off to do her job (taking this as a challenge working on non-pony forms) she was thinking about how to tell the other girls about what happened. Knowing her friend Twilight, she would start researching into this "strange board game" that was in a "different language".

"Hey Rarity, can you make my clothes in something red and black?" Scootaloo requested.

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The CMC are human, and are getting clothes. What will they do now that they are cute human girls you'd want to cuddle with while running away from Chris Hansen who mistakes it as something else? What about that giggling bear in the woods? Will Scootaloo be dressed as Dante Sparda? I don't know. Tune in to find out. :P