Xamspona Tevopi/ Twilight Sparkle

The walk to the town was luckily an uneventful one, especially after my first encounter with these women. After introducing myself to Xam she began to lead us down the road with her gilded guard forming a perimeter around us. As we walked, I tried to take in the sights of my new surroundings, because by that point I was pretty much positive this wasn’t Earth or at least not the Earth I was familiar with.

Also it was a reason to not to find myself blatantly starring at Xam’s round little ass as it bounced along. A couple of times I thought my stealthy approach was blown when she would look back in my direction. She would look like she wanted to say something but instead would just look forward again.

After about a mile of walking we finally made it to the town, just as the sun dipped below the horizon. The town itself was very quaint, in a very English village type of way. The buildings were thatched roof cottages of different colors, with the occasional store settled amongst them. The signs hung outside each individual store with a picture and writing telling potential customers what they sold inside. The writing on the signs while they kind of reminded me of some kind of ancient text like runes they still seemed familiar to me somehow.

The townsfolk must have been concluding their business for the day as I saw families walking home. I was happy to see that the world was not full of just women as I saw a father walking his daughter home. Yet I was dumbstruck that everyone young and old, male and female was as naked as the day they were born. Sure, there were some that wore an occasional tie, hat, or some other accessory item, but for the most part everyone was as naked as a jaybird. Luckily enough though, the anatomy of the guys didn’t have certain features flailing about for the viewing public, I took this as a small victory and thanked any deity listening for it.

‘This is going to take some getting used to.’ I thought to myself as I watched an older gentleman light the streetlights with the horn on his head.

I stood there in the middle of the street with my hands hooked into the straps of my backpack, trying to take in this strange new nudist society. I don’t rightly know how long I was standing there, and it wasn’t until I felt a hand touch my own that I came to. When I looked down I saw Xam staring at me with a concerned look.

“Ei cel soec?” she asked as she looked to see what had caught my attention, but obviously didn’t see anything amiss as I watched her ears twitch and she looked back at me a little confused.

I mentally shook myself out of my stupor and gave her a reassuring nod as I noticed some of the townsfolk taking notice of us. Most of them just looked confused at me while some parents took a hold of their children, so as to steer them away from us. I could only assume it was because I was the first human they had ever seen, but it also might have been because my fully clothed nature was just as strange to them.

Xam turned back around and continued down the street again as the guards and I took step behind her. Once the townsfolk took notice of Xam I noticed all of them began to bow in her direction as I watched her wings flare in what I could only guess was a sort of display. I had had my suspicions that Xam was maybe some kind of military leader, what with how the guards responded to her commands so eagerly. But I slowly began to think that maybe her position was higher and maybe more civil in nature, like maybe a chieftain or something with the amount of respect that the populace was showing her. Plus I noticed that she was the only one with both a set of wings and a horn out of the people I saw. Maybe being born with both of them was a sign of rank, I didn’t know but it was something for me to think over at the time.

We walked on until we came to a Victorian-styled three story building. The outside was a rich dark blue with white trim framing the edges and the windows, while a set of double doors made of a dark wood marked the entrance. The sign out front showed the same strange script surrounding a picture of a couple of pillows, bringing me to believe that this was some kind of inn or lodge. Xam walked up to the double doors as one of the guards opened it up for her and took post by the open door.

Inside as I removed my cap and shoved it in one of my cargo pockets I saw a large wooden counter placed in the middle of the room with a set of staircases on either side of it, leading to the higher floors. Above the hand carved desk hung a very old looking crystal chandelier, each crystal twinkling from the candlelight behind them. Behind the desk stood an older winged gentleman who was dressed in a simple looking white dress shirt with a sharp looking black bowtie. I assumed he was wearing some sort of pants, but considering what I had seen so far in this town I wasn’t about to peer over the counter to find out. Upon seeing Xam he gave a warm smile and a quick bow, his amber eyes twinkling behind his spectacles.

“Aipsqi fego Wypujil. Mi sti cel el celv irxivski ei luscpun celv wec mu uymix zempeki?” He spoke to her in a jovial tone.

She returned the little bow with a nod of her head and smiled back at him as she replied to his greeting. Obviously not understanding what they were talking about I decided to excuse myself from the conversation and take in more of my surroundings. The clanking sound of dishware and idle conversations drew my attention to the left to look at the next room over. Looking through the doorway from where I stood at the counter I saw what appeared to be a small café that was no doubt part of the hotel, luckily it seemed that none of the patrons had taken notice of us. Back in the far corner of the room, sitting around one of the white table clothed tables, was Etpinego and the other women from earlier.

I was broken out of my idle gazing, by a nudge from behind. Looking back I saw one of the guards motioning to me with her head to the right towards one of the staircases. Xam was whispering to one of the other guards, who nodded swiftly before taking up the empty spot around me as they led me up to stairs while Xam headed into the cafe by herself.

The second floor was full of rooms that went around the perimeter of the floor with the center of the room void of flooring to allow visitors to look down on the floor below, and the chandelier now hung suspended in the center of the room at eye level. The guards led me along to a room on the backside of the building before opening the door and motioning me inside.

Once inside I had a look at my accommodations. The inside was quaint and comfortable like a bed and breakfast, but not overly expensive looking. A queen sized bed sat on the far side of the room flanked on either side by a nightstand and lantern. Off to the right of the door sat a chair and a small desk, stationary sitting on top of it in a neat pile. While in the left corner was an upright dresser that stood next to a closed door, which I hoped lead to some kind of bathroom.

I unshouldered my backpack and dropped it by the door before I turned around to thank the guards when two of them walked into the room with me and began to get settled in, mainly by removing their armor. One of the two remaining guards that stood out of the room motioned towards the closed door inside the room. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke and I could almost feel the disdain in her voice.

“Fexli Eric, eol Wypujil azoli cel e nup liv eh eol vaoly Imique Fieviv.” Her voice was calm but held no room for questions. Too bad I didn’t know what she was saying so I didn’t really care at that point, especially after my current interactions with these four.

“Look lady, are you really expecting these other two to stay in here? Because I’m sure I can take care of myself.” I told her as I thumbed over my shoulder at the other two, who’s breastplates were currently being removed.

“Fexli.” She said again as she thumped the base of her spear against the floor to help drive her point across.

I held up my hands in mock surrender as I thought about how universally stubborn women were, “Alright, but I’m not going to be held responsible for you leaving two naked women in here with me.”

“Fexli.” She said again as she closed the door in my face.

After I gave my scalp a scratch and took a breath to clear my mind, I turned around to face the other two women who were left in the room. Maybe they would be easier to reason with then their cohort. The other two were at that moment removing their greaves, and as soon as that last piece of armor was removed they transformed before my eyes. Where once stood two white furred women, who looked close enough to be sisters, now stood two that couldn’t be any more different.

The one on the left was orange with a blue hair and a tail while her golden yellow eyes almost seemed to glow in the dimly lit room. While the other was a sky blue coloring like Skittles was but her hair color was the whitest I had ever seen. Her deep blue eyes looking at me as she crossed her arms under her chest and nodded towards the door like the other had moments before.

“Fexli.”

Obviously communication with these guards was not going to happen so I figured I might as well have some fun with it if I could. “Alright ladies I’ll go in there, but I’ll let you know this isn’t my first three-way.”

They just looked at me confused, obviously unaware at what I had said. I tried to hold it in as I walked to the closed door but as soon as I touched the handle and glanced back at the two their looks were too much for me as began to laugh my ass off. Once they realized I had made a joke at their expense they both began to scowl at me.

“Kix mu xivi!” the orange one yelled as she pointed at the door.

Still laughing I opened the door to see that the room was indeed a bathroom. The décor followed the same Victorian style that the rest of the building did. A large white claw-footed bathtub stood in the corner with a brass shower attachment rising from the faucet. A pair of navy blue shower curtains hung from the curtain rod suspended from the roof that overhang from the tub. A single sink with cast fixtures rested on the other side of the room in front of a mirrored medicine cabinet. The room was lit by lantern fixtures placed on the walls casting the room in a bright glow. While a toilet took up center position between the tub and sink.

I went to close the door but was stopped when the blue one stopped me, “Oit pa stir.”

“You want the door open?” I asked as I tried to close it again only to be stopped by her again as she repeated the phrase and pushed the door open all the way, “Alright, but I usually don’t do free shows.”

It wasn’t like I was afraid to get undressed in front of the women. Military life and many a one night stand had pretty much gotten rid of any insecurities about nudity a long time ago. Plus they were all nude anyways and I figured, ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans.’

I pulled my hat out of my cargo pocket so as to deposit the contents of my other pockets in it. Once that was done I took off my reflective belt and RAB placing them in the hat as well. Part of me worried about the security of the RAB along with my CAC, but I didn’t think they had any interest in such things or they didn’t know about them because they hadn’t searched me for them earlier. Still I would keep a close eye on the hat just incase. Taking off my blouse and shirt I folded them and placed them on top of my hat before sitting on top of the toilet lid to remove my boots and socks.

Once my boots were off I stood back up and began to undo my belt as I caught movement in the mirror to my left. I turned my head to see the two women watching me from the bed where they sat. I could see they were trying to be inconspicuous about it but were failing miserably. With a wink and a smile that made my peeping toms look away I finished undressing and jumped in the shower.

I made quick work in the shower, letting the hot water and soap wash away all the sweat and grime from the past few days. After the shower I turned off the water as I stepped out of the tub and wrapped a towel around my waist. Grabbing another towel I dried myself off as I walked over to the sink and looked at myself in the mirror. Other than a small cut on my right cheek and a jaw full of stubble I didn’t have any signs that I had been in a struggle with nature for the past couple of days for my very life.

I ran a hand through the stubble admiring the ruggedness of it but I knew that I was in need of a shave as soon as I could get one. When I opened one of the drawers I found a pair of complementary toothbrushes and a tube of what I hoped was toothpaste. Taking the tube I squeezed some on the toothbrush and began to clean the funk out of my mouth all the while hoping it wasn’t some kind of hemorrhoid cream or something; at least it had a minty taste.

Finished with my grooming I walked out of the bathroom, flashing a smile to the two on the couch as I passed, and grabbed the pair of jeans and t-shirt from my backpack and quickly threw them on. I turned around to still see the orange and blue guardswomen sitting there watching me, honestly it was funny at first but now it was becoming a little annoying.

“Can I help you?” I asked them as I hoped for no more weirdness today, “If not then can I please get a piece of that bed?”

The orange one looked at me as a small smirk crossed her lips, which for some reason unsettled me, before she pointed to the bedroom door, “Eol Wypujil mo aempun.”

I stepped closer to the two as they continued to smirk at me until I was almost touching their knees and I leaned over into their faces. “Look here girls, it’s been a very long and weird day for me and I would just like to get some sleep. So if you don’t mind, move your asses.”

My hand reached out to move the two women but was met with the sharp point of a knife against my neck. The blue one pointed to the door again with that same cocky smirk,”Eol Wypujil mo aempun.”

About that time I found myself heavily reconsidering my ‘no hitting women’ rule, at least when it came to these guardswomen, and maybe Skittles. I knew that most of my frustration stemmed from out lack of good communication, but I couldn’t get over the feeling that these guards had some kind of grudge against me. Either way, I was raised that you don’t threaten someone unless you were willing to deal with the consequences woman or not.

When I saw the two share a quick glance, probably being a little smug at having outsmarted their unwitting charge over something, I grabbed the offending wrist and twisted it. The orange woman let out a yelp of pain as her grip on the blade loosened enough for me to take it from her. I took a step back before they could retaliate and watched as the orange one rubbed her sore wrist. The bedroom door swung open as the other two, still white, still armed guards burst in.

Not wanting them to think the wrong idea, like I was trying to attack them or make an escape, I threw the knife onto the pillows of the bed before I tried to walk out the room to the hallway so as to remove myself from the situation and calm down. Unfortunately I didn’t get to leave the room as the one from earlier stopped me with a hand on my chest. Having finally had enough with their attitude and the stress from the past few days I grabbed her wrist before I twisted it like I had done with the orange one moments before.

The result was the same as she gave a whimper and fell to her knee as she tried to pry my hand away with her other one. I watched as her white wrist turned black which quickly spread down her arm like liquid ink and soon consumed her whole body. It continued on to her hair, turning the blonde strands shiny silver. Finally I watched as her watery blue eyes dissolve into a deep forest green.

Surprised and shocked by this sudden change I immediately let go of her wrist, which she swiftly cradled to her chest. No sooner than I had released her did she change back into her original white coloring. It was one thing to see the other two change color when they removed their armor that, as crazy as it sounded, I could half-way accept. But to sit and watch as my touch caused the change to happen, I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I thought that maybe they could change their appearance at will, but one look at the taken aback expressions of the other three told me that the girl's change wasn’t supposed to happen. I looked back at my hand before looking at the woman on the floor as I tried to put the pieces together, but I was interrupted by the blue one as she repeated a phrase that seemed to be a normal phrase with these women.

“Alex eol lec ei cel?”

They were as confused as me on what was going on, yet I was on the verge of a mental breakdown trying to wrap my mind around what was going on. Lost in a strange land with these people, not being able to understand them, being treated as an unknown threat, and now my touch had the ability to dissolve wooden wolves and somehow turn women into fucking chameleons. I needed answers and the only person I could think would have an answer would be a leader in this community, someone like Xam. With a small detour to my backpack I grabbed my flip-flops and made my way out of the room, leaving the four women in shock.

Before I knew it I had made my way down the stairs and past the front desk, ignoring the counterman and made my way into the adjoining café. I scanned the restaurant quickly and spotted her sitting with Etpinego and the others from earlier at the same corner table. It looked like they were enjoying dinner and were having a conversation. Now I know it might have been considered rude to interrupt your host, but at that moment in time I wanted answers and I didn’t give a flying fuck about etiquette.

I stormed my way over to them and Etpinego saw me approaching as she gave me a wave, but I was too angry to worry about returning it. I had almost reached their table when I was tackled to the ground. The conversations in the café went silent as all the patrons were entranced by the spectacle that was going on. I managed to throw whatever was on my back off of me as I tried to make my way back to my feet, only to be knocked back down as arms wrapped their way around my limbs. I could only guess on who they belonged to.

From my position on the floor I could see Xam and the others rise from their chairs, as Xam made her way over to me till she stood in front of me. Normally looking up at a beautiful nude woman as she stands above me would have elicited some kind of sexual remark, but at that moment I was too unstable for that.

“What the fuck is wrong with me, where am I, and why is this weird shit happening to me?” I almost growled at her.

Xam meanwhile, chose to ignore me as she addressed the guards on my back, “Piyxerex Pyvu Tiev, alex mo eol qierpun fao moz?”

I heard the white, or black, or whatever one reply to Xam, and watched as Xam’s eyes widened a little before she looked down on me as a collective gasp was heard throughout the café. Which was shortly followed by more hushed whispering. Xam seemed about to say something before a small flash happened in front of her, leaving what looked like a rolled up scroll floating in the air surrounded by a faint yellow glow.

Xam quickly grabbed the scroll and began to read through it silently before she looked down at me briefly before addressing the guards.

“Piyxerex, pix lev ko.”

“Iba, Wypuji…” The guard immediately responded in a pleading tone, but was cut off by Xam.

“Lec uva ubizapu qi, Piyxerex.”

“Que cel azol, Wypujil.” The guard replied as her and the others removed themselves from me, and allowed me to get up.

As I straightened my clothes and dusted myself off, I was about to thank Xam when she thrust the scroll at me. Confused I grabbed the scroll and took a look at it. Written at the top was the same strange writing that I had seen on the signs outside, but it was what written on the bottom that drew my attention. There handwritten in elegant cursive was a single phrase written in English.

‘Follow the one who hands this to you for answers.’

Author's Notes:

Hey everyone sorry for taking so long, but like I posted in my profile blog life for me will be pretty busy for the next couple of months. I am still writing and have the next three chapters already written, just have to find time to type them down. But do not worry I will not leave my readers hanging and once things cool down and I can devote more time to typing, this story will have a bunch of updates fairly fast until it's about a chapter behind what I'm writing.

Summary: More chapters are coming but due to events in my life will be coming out at about one chapter every week...hopefully.

Onto the story. I rewrote this chapter a couple of times because I was originally wanting it to be from Twilight's POV so as to hopefully answer some of the mounting questions that I'm sure her and the Mane 6 have at this point on the new creature. Which might have also helped explain why the guards are being so hostile to Eric as well. But in the end I've decided to keep the narrative from Eric's POV only because I feel that it keeps true to the concept of a first person story. That is that the story is supposed to be a journey and you as the reader are supposed to know just as much as Eric so that it's a surprise when events or conclusions occur. Instead of having prior knowledge from another characters conversation three chapters before. (aka third person)

Hope this choice doesn't deter anyone from enjoying the story because this just means that I'm going to be challenged more as an author which is what the original purpose of this story was. Thanks.

Edit: Because some people wanted a version with the translated Equis I decided to link it here.