Author's Notes:

Sorry for the long layoff on this story folks, but I had to shift mental efforts elsewhere for a bit. Making up for it here with a big chapter and no less than three major scenes. I promised clop for this chapter, and you’re getting it in spades. Content warning for... well, you’ll see. Needless to say, I think my new Equestria Girls work might have influenced this chapter a bit.

Thanks as always to prereaders SilentWoodFire, AJ_Aficionado, and partner-in-crime Leo Archon, who chipped in to the writing as well. Thanks as well to music man James CyberLink.

—Firesight

Music: The Divine Second Coming

Phoenix and Twilight could hardly keep their hands off each other on the walk back.

Several times they stopped to pet and kiss, fingers running freely over the other, Twilight gaining a renewed appreciation for how deliciously good and naughty it felt to have hands beneath her clothes, exploring her more intimate areas from within them… and humans, it seemed, had more of them than ponies.

Wow… who’d’ve thought clothes could make one feel MORE sexy? she thought again, delighting in the feel of his hand inside her shorts, against her human flanks or his arm wrapped around her middle back, squeezing her breast from within. Thought these were oddly placed before, but… have to say, it does make things perfect for intimacy with upright races! she acknowledged internally, wishing again that she could make her friends understand what it was like to have the sensitive, pillowy flesh kneaded and tweaked. Maybe someday I can…? the odd thought crossed her mind.

In the end, the walk back took five minutes more than it should have and by the time they arrived, flush-faced and giggling, they were more than ready; a passerby on the beach might have seen Twilight’s virtual horn glowing pink but both were beyond caring, too eager to get into each others clothes.

Wasting little time, as soon as the pair were inside and even before the door closed behind them, Phoenix slipped his hands inside her blouse again, this time from the front, his hands closing over her human breasts with great enthusiasm, tasting their curves over the soft fabric of her sports bra as they kissed passionately. She wears her human form quite well! Phoenix acknowledged as he removed her blouse, pulling it up over her head, and he couldn’t wait to help her explore it fully.

Neither could Twilight, as it turned out, her magic all but ripping his fly open, causing his again-raging erection to burst free, her hand immediately going to grasp it, causing him to take a shuddering gasp. Even on the walk back her aura had been slipping beneath his clothes and caressing him from within, nearly driving him mad; he was doubly surprised when tendrils of her magic went to his nipples and began teasing them, causing them to demonstrate a surprising sensitivity of their own. Recognizing his enjoyment of it, Twilight had only intensified her efforts after that, leaving him all but ready to take her on the sand of the beach under the nearby lights of the city.

But Phoenix was nothing if not strong-willed as well as spiky-haired, and he held off long enough for them reach the Villa. On the other hand, he’d wanted to savor undressing her as he’d not had the chance before, but on the other their urgency was too great as he felt his own clothes being all but torn off him in Twilight’s desperation to have him, to be rutted as a human for the first time.

In the end, they didn’t make it upstairs but made it no further than the plush living room in front of the big screen TV, Phoenix picking her naked form up in his arms and carrying her there again, Twilight moaning and giggling as he did so, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him the whole way. She loved the feeling of being treated and treasured just for being female, wishing again that more pony stallions behaved like this, very happily letting him take the lead.

For Phoenix’s part, he now acknowledged Twilight was his dream mate—his intellectual equal, a driven and devoted friend but also an exotic and powerful lover, possessing not one but two equally attractive bodies that she wanted him to take and explore, her magic and pony form adding additional spice to things. In the end, he’d fallen for her just as hard as she had fallen for him, and though he’d never been a believer in love in first sight, he’d certainly been intrigued by her from the moment he’d set eyes on her—even if an element of shock and panic had been involved when he’d woken up on the floor of her library in Equestria.

It’s weird, but… the only thing I really kind of regret is that we waited so long! he shook his head, his increasingly fevered thoughts entertaining sudden fantasies of what might have happened if he’d given in the first time she’d offered herself to him, or the still-unknown events of the party. Dammit, what DID we do…?

And even better, he didn’t have to use a condom or any other form of contraception while making love to her. While shopping at the local mart earlier that evening, he’d passed the ‘family planning’ aisle and asked Twilight a question he should have at the start—if they needed condoms for mating as humans. He’d had to explain what they were, causing her to giggle at the description. She replied that ponies used spells and potions for contraception, which were only necessary when mares were in estrus—that they had to be in their twice-yearly heats in order to conceive, and she wasn’t. “I already read up on this and even checked with the princess before we came—she says we’d have to transform while in heat to conceive as humans, and even then, it’s unlikely we could carry the child after we changed back. And since ponies have an entirely different number of chromosomes than humans, you impregnating me as a unicorn isn’t possible at all,” she concluded with certainty.

If she’s not in heat now, I’d almost hate to see her if she IS! was all Phoenix could think at that moment as he laid her down on the soft rug in front of the sofa, kneeling before her, just drinking her human form in the alluring pink light of her horn. His hands traced the path of his eyes as she sensed herself being admired again, loving the feeling it brought her—that no matter what her form, she was attractive and desirable in the eyes of her human stallion, restraining her aura as much as she could as his hands and very gaze caressed her from head to toe, moving sensually beneath his touch as his hands went from his shoulders to her bared breasts and back, then traveling downwards over her sides and flanks, passing tantalizingly close to her human marehood, which was badly swollen, all but afire with her need and desire.

As he spread her unresisting legs apart to expose her femininity fully, his heart leaped into his throat—he’d never gotten a close look before, but… the short hair around her womanhood was lavender, the same shade as her pony fur!

The very intimate hint of her Equestrian origins was almost enough to make him climax on the spot, giving him a sudden flashback to his dream of undressing her as a human and finding she was a pony beneath her clothes, reminding him again that it wasn’t her human body he fell in love with—it was her! Though torn for a moment between taking her directly or lowering his head to her and pleasuring her the same way she had to him several nights earlier, making love to her now-human marehood by muzzle again, Twilight moaned in frustration and made the decision for him by magically taking hold of his erect shaft and pointing it directly at her entrance, making it clear what she wanted, all but dragging him by it to her. He swore he could all but feel her body all but sucking him into her as he instantly gave in to her efforts, her mating magic causing his shaft to tingle and swell further, priming it for lovemaking as he’d already learned she could do so well.

Still, he managed to hold back with his tip pressed against her opening, just able to resist the pull of body and aura as he propped her legs on his shoulders. “Twilight…” he called out huskily. “Are you ready?” he asked, trying to be a gentleman.

Her only answer was to grab at his flanks with her aura and give him a hard yank towards her…

And into her!

“Ah!” they both cried out. Phoenix was startled by the intense heat and tightness of her body again, his organ seemingly expanding to fill her as Twilight squeezed her eyes shut and clutched two handfuls of rug beside her, arching her back into him. The sensations were so similar yet unlike what she knew as a pony; her bare human skin allowing her to feel everything from soft strands of rug beneath her to the very air around her, the breeze from the overhead ceiling fan feeling deliciously cool and tingly against the light sheen of sweat that was starting to cover her. His hips went into action instantly, pounding forward and back, lifting her off the ground fractionally with each renewed thrust. It gave her a renewed appreciation for human face-to-face mating as she opened her eyes fractionally to behold her first full mating as a human, see his powerful body taking her, his thrusts rocking her to her core with sudden shocks of sensations, leaving her human breasts heaving on her chest…

At that moment, she fervently wished her friends were watching so they could see how wonderful it all was. Yes, Rainbow Dash! This egghead does it DOLPHIN-STYLE! Twilight vowed to tell her later. And… she… LOVES IT!

Phoenix was incapable of thoughts of his own at that moment, lost in her body and their second consummation, somehow equally as erotic and original as the first. He was somewhat disappointed to realize she didn’t have a second virginity to take, the barrier already broken as a pony, but such thoughts were lost as he continued to thrust forward into her, losing himself in her. Nothing had ever seemed so natural as taking the mare-turned-woman before him. So right as what they were doing now; if he’d had any remaining doubts they weren’t meant for each other, the sheer intensity of the act was evidence the veteran defense attorney could not ignore.

Wh-why did I fear this? he asked himself again. Why did we WAIT? he regretted, wishing he’d taken Twilight during his earlier visit to Equestria, his not-entirely-rational thoughts suggesting not when the violet unicorn first offered herself to him the evening following his judicial review board meeting, but even earlier, imagining not declining her bed the night after the trial or silencing her anger over Fluttershy’s treatment with a kiss, his mind eventually casting all the way back to their very first encounter and night in the woods, investigating the crime scene. H-her horn turned pink there… could’ve stroked it then and-and she wouldn’t have fought… sh-she would have undressed me and g-given me oral and then… I c-could’ve taken her as a pony right then… and… THERE!

The sudden fantasy drove him over the edge, causing him to thrust forward hard for the final time, his entire world flashing a bring pink along with Twilight’s horn as he emptied himself into her human body, both arching their backs at once, crying out and all but screaming each other’s name.

Music: Sending Transmission…

“So how’s it coming, Rarity?” Applejack asked her friend, who’d been working feverishly for the past day on a sudden “IDDDEEEEAAAA!” she’d had, a way to contact Twilight and Phoenix more directly than the dragonfire messages they were dependent on for news. Since then, she’d been experimenting in Twilight’s lab, given access by Spike, who had brought her every old mirror he could find after she’d broken the dozen or so she already had. “You been able to make that spell work yet?”

“I believe I’ve almost got it…” she said, her sewing glasses sitting on her head and her mane unusually messy, one of Vinyl Scratch’s new crystal batteries around her neck, replacing the three she’d already used up and discarded over the course of her work. “For all my work with mirrors, I’m surprised this never occurred to me before! I bet even Twilight will be impressed!”

“Ooo! And just in time! I think they’re doing it again!” Pinkie Pie jumped up and down, her nose and tail twitching. “If you hurry, we might even be able to watch!”

“Watch them do it?” Spike made a face. “No thanks!”

“Ditto!” Rainbow Dash added, sticking her tongue out. “No fur-less monkey bods for me!” she crossed her forelegs.

“Well, I for one hope they are!” Vinyl Scratch replied, lending her own expertise to the occasion, teaching Rarity to work with the new crystal batteries she was already starting to mass-produce. “You girls weren’t there to see what happened with those two last time. Let me tell you, human foreplay is fun!” she said, still looking forward to the chance of trying it herself. I wonder if Maya’d be interested again…?

“I believe I already have some idea, darling!” Rarity grinned as she remembered Miles Edgeworth and the night of the party. She then cast one spell on a mirror, and a second on a small crystal, passing it to Spike. “Now for the final test… please position yourself, Ms. Scratch.”

“Copy that!” Vinyl said, teleporting out in a flash of light.

“Now then… you’re up, Spikey-Wikey!” she turned to the eager-to-please scribe and passed him the crystal in her aura.

“Roger, Rarity!” he saluted eagerly, and then wrapped the crystal in parchment and breathed fire on it. None of them could see as it disappeared and subsequently rematerialized in Vinyl Scratch’s home, where the pony DJ had gone to wait for it. There was a pause as they gathered in front of another mirror, this one the large dresser mirror borrowed from Twilight’s room. At first, it only showed them their own reflection, but then the mirror surface shimmered and…

A huge cheer went up from the group, everyone hugging and congratulating Rarity in turn.

Music: Back to Business…

Phoenix and Twilight wasted little time doing another round.

Her magical refractory period very short after several days of not being with him, Twilight’s aura reactivated quickly, bathing him in her power once more and bringing him back to life as well, his organ quickly rehardening within her, having not had enough time to soften completely or slip out of her. “You’re insatiable…” Phoenix told her between renewed kisses.

“Because you’re incredible…” she rejoined, then was startled as he withdrew from her. “Wh-what?” she called out in disappointment.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to do…” Phoenix explained, kissing a little lower on her neck. “I guess you could call it… a little payback for last night…” he explained, moving on to her upper neck.

“And… wh-what’s that?” she asked somewhat shakily as his mouth dropped again, this time to her upper breasts, finding the top of the mass and teasing its edge. “B-be happy to… do it… again!” her voice rose an octave as his mouth closed on a newly erect nipple, nipping and suckling eagerly.

“I know you would…” he all but cooed around his mouthful, switching his attention to the opposite breast as Twilight moaned and squirmed beneath him. “But as they say… turnabout is fair play. And Maya says… that I’m… the Turnabout… Terror!” he kissed an inch lower each time, backing off her slightly as he went, leaving a trail of kisses down her midsection, trailing towards her glistening, lavender-furred womanhood.

Twilight’s eyes went wide when she realized his intention. “Ph-Phoenix… “ she called to him again, her horn glow intensifying with her excitement, automatically spreading her legs wider even before he could move them apart himself. “Y-you don’t have to…”

His mouth covered the final few inches of distance, some part of him dimly glad that he had learned this much from his last girlfriend. “But I want to…” he told her as his tongue finally found the top of her slit, causing her trembling hips to suddenly buck, and it was the truth… he had wanted to bury his mouth between her legs from the moment he had seen the lavender fur that surrounded it, a very welcome artifact of her equine form.

Twilight could only squirm, pant and moan as he worshipped her marehood for the second time of her stay with muzzle and tongue, this time as a human. Unable to restrain herself, her aura held his head in place, trying to draw his tongue inside her much as she’d done earlier with his human stallionhood, the glow of her virtual horn brightly illuminating the room despite her human state. She writhed. She moaned. She called his name. She wanted to make him feel as good as she did right then. W-wait… I… I C-CAN! she abruptly realized, an idea occurring to her fevered mind, something normally only mares did with other mares. Acting on it immediately and without any hesitation, she picked him up in her magic and spun him around, lowering him again to place his crotch directly over her head.

Though surprised, Phoenix got the idea instantly, resuming his efforts from the top of her marehood instead of the bottom as her mouth found his malehood and began giving him the same treatment, her hands and aura digging into and kneading his flanks, causing him to buck and moan. Twilight’s magic restrained their mutual climax for as long as she could, wanting to prolong their pleasure and lovemaking for as long as possible but finally even her magic wasn’t enough to overcome the magical feedback loop again, redoubled for them both giving oral simultaneously in what ponies called the ‘swirl’. The idea of doing it with a male might have seemed somewhat obscene to her before, but now…

Ponies don’t know what they’re MISSING! she proclaimed with her thoughts as she felt climax coming, like a large ocean wave drawing in before breaking, pulling her up into it.

It took less than thirty seconds of such treatment before the wave broke and, both engorged with magic being fed and refed to each other, they came hard in each other’s mouth, a flood of seed and honey each was just barely able to handle, drinking in as much of it as they could. Their climax lingered long, nearly half a minute more, finally ending in a coda of very gentle pulses of pleasure that lulled them both to sleep, the pair falling on their sides, their bodies still intertwined.

They had just nodded off when abruptly, the living room television turned on and revealed… Pinkie Pie’s head, seemingly staring down at the pair, studying the scene. “Oooo… so that’s what it means when my teats tingle and tail corkscrews while my nose itches!” her voice was heard briefly, but the pair were again out cold, their bodies still entwined. “Adding it to the list!” she proclaimed happily, hurriedly writing down something as the TV went dark again, leaving the pair asleep, entangled on the living room rug.

Music: Generic Party Music Activate!

At the Angel City Rhythm Club barely six miles away, Maya and Celestia felt a strong magical disturbance, like a tremor in the ether itself.

The power of the pair’s climax startled both, making the former nearly lose her balance as she got a surprisingly strong and vivid sense of what Nick and Sparkle were doing, feeling an echo in her own body of it. Celestia, too, had to stop dancing for a moment, stunned that Twilight’s human form could also broadcast so strongly. I told her mating in human form was safe, but apparently NOT…? she looked around to realize that they weren’t the only ones affected, either—a lot of patrons had suddenly started kissing or outright making out… and some were even doing more than that!

Reluctantly, she reached out with her magic to disperse the attenuated wave of Twilight’s aura before it could have any further effect on the bar patrons, and in particular the young human mystic before her. The damage was already done, however… Maya’s cheeks were flushed, her arousal quite evident… and her own was as well, she realized, her thoughts now very sexual, startled to suddenly find herself entertaining thoughts of doing what Twilight and Phoenix had been with the young girl before her!

NO! she told herself forcefully, helping Maya to a chair and magically snagging a bottled water, her aura unnoted in the flashing lights of the dance hall. I am NOT that pony any more…

“Whoa…” Maya was still shaky, gulping down the water and then pressing the chilled plastic surface of the battle against her forehead, trying to cool down her suddenly overheated thoughts. “So… th-that’s what it’s like for them?” She was surprised to feel a moment of envy.

“Apparently so,” Celestia acknowledged, a bit ruefully. A little more powerful than I thought, particularly at close range… I had best alert her… she thought, concentrating and sending a telepathic message to her student to apply their recent magic lesson to her human form as well, receiving a weak acknowledgment and apology in return. “Are you alright, Miss Maya?” she asked, trying not to entertain any more thoughts of the young girl before her.

“I will be…” she said. “But… m-maybe we shouldn’t stay,” she said tentatively, her eyes darting around the nightclub where several couples were now in a state of partial undress, swept up by the music and given an extra push by Twilight’s magic… a push that was far more strongly affecting Maya given her attunement to magic and mystical energy… and her inexperience in blocking them when they needed to be. As a consequence, she was pawing at herself almost involuntarily, her eyes locking on two women making out passionately. She started to pull the bow knot on her belt sash with one hand and open her robe with the other, balling her hands into fists when she realized what she was doing, clutching herself and shivering. “This isn’t really what I…” she trailed off as her eyes fell on Celestia, then widened at whatever thoughts were going through her head, looking away in fear.

Celestia recognized what was happening to her. “Come, Miss Maya. Let’s get you out of here,” she said, taking her by the hand and waiting for the strobe to wash over them so she could camouflage her teleport, winking out with the young girl in a flash of gold light.

Phoenix and Twilight awoke in the middle of the following morning, exhausted after several more rounds of lovemaking.

They had experimented often, Phoenix showing Twilight several new positions, though to her surprise, Twilight found herself most enjoying doing the swirl with him, or “69” as Phoenix had called it, the magical feedback loop it left them in intensifying their orgasms a little more each time. She’d been surprised by Celestia’s message that she was broadcasting again, but quickly corrected it, wondering if the feedback loops they’d experienced were allowing her to reach levels of magical emittance she normally couldn’t as a human.

That wasn’t the only thing she enjoyed, though. Ironically, Twilight found doing it pony-style was far easier when they were both human, putting them both at the right height, working both from a kneeling position and lying on their sides, and had the added advantage of allowing him to reach around her to work her breasts as he did so, pulling him back against her as they reached climax again. Come to think of it… this should work when I’m a pony TOO! she belatedly realized, vowing she would be one the following night.

Music: Your Friends Are Still Here

After lingering long under the covers in the morning light kissing and talking, they had finally gotten up to eat, pulling on a pair of robes the villa provided in the bedroom closet. She had a ‘western’ omelet breakfast cooked for her by Phoenix, the human lawyer introducing her—at her request when she smelled it cooking!—to the joys of bacon for the first time. Deliciously salty, crunchy and fatty, it tasted heavenly to her human taste buds, doubly so for replacing the energy they’d both lost. Pigs she had less trouble wrapping her head around as a food animal than bovines, since they weren’t intelligent, even in Equestria. Applejack kept them around on her farm only for garbage disposal and manure… though Twilight couldn’t help but notice that a couple had disappeared during the course of the Equestrian 500 when griffins were in town; she’d hadn’t been able to work up the nerve to ask Applejack if she’d sold them for meat.

“So what do you want to do today?” he asked her. Her grin answered for her as she got up and pushed his robe off his shoulders, pressed close and kiss him, only to turn a little wan when she sensed how weak his response was.

“Well, maybe we should break for a bit…” she admitted, to which Phoenix grinned a bit more ruefully, amazed he had anything left in the tank at all after the previous night. Viagra’s got nothing on TWILIGHT! he couldn’t help but think as she went on. “Would like to check out the town, and I’m pretty sure Pinkie would never forgive me if I didn’t visit that big pier fairgrounds next door.”

Phoenix had to laugh at that. “Let’s save that for later, when Pearls can come for the weekend and everyone can enjoy it,” he suggested. “We can hit the city, and if the crowds get to be too much, we’ll head up one of the hill trails and get away for a bit, like we did the day after you arrived. That work?”

“Perfectly,” she agreed, fingering her amulet. To her surprise, the longer she stayed in human form, the easier it got to maintain it; she was drawing less and less energy from the crystal pendant over time. Huh. I wonder if that’s normal? Should probably ask the princess about it…

The thought was cut short as the dragonfire candle flared, disgorging a scroll that fell surprisingly heavily to the ground below. They’d put the candle on the kitchen table, both for ambiance and so they wouldn’t miss it if anything came through.

Grinning, Twilight swept up the scroll in her aura but was surprised when a small ruby fell free, clattering over to Phoenix, who picked it up and studied it curiously as Twilight read the note, a look of confusion on her face as she showed it to Phoenix:

Twilight—when you get this message, please let us know immediately. A second message will follow when you do. I promise you’ll understand shortly! ~Rarity and Spike

“What do you think it is?” Phoenix asked her, examining the delivered crystal in his hand. It was a palm-sized ruby very similar to the one Twilight used for her magic battery.

“I’m not sure…” she answered, her brow furrowing and ethereal horn glowing as she gently probed the crystal with her aura. She could sense Rarity’s magic and some form of mirror spell on it—there was an entire class of incantations dealing with mirrors, mostly having to do with recording events and later replaying scenes that were in view of them. She knew Rarity was familiar with such spells, using them for everything from advertising and fashion shows to recording business transactions, but this wasn’t one she’d sensed before. “It’s not dangerous, whatever it is… so I guess we just do what it says,” she shrugged, writing out a quick reply and sending it back through the flame.

A minute later, a second message came through, with some odd instructions that made them trade odd looks. Shrugging, Phoenix took the scroll in one hand and the crystal in the other, going over to the big floor-to-ceiling mirror by the closet overlooking the living room with the balcony door and ocean in the background.

“Okay, then…it says to touch the crystal to the nearest large mirror…” he noted, and did so, gently tapping the crystal to the mirror surface. Abruptly, the gem began to glow, and then the mirror itself with the same light. When the glow had transferred entirely from the gem to the mirror, the surface shimmered and distorted to reveal…

All of Twilight’s friends standing in her library, eyes locking with them as if they could see them… a thought then confirmed as the group suddenly began leaping and cheering, Rainbow Dash and Applejack even exchanging high hooves.

“Girls?” Twilight was so surprised he forgot she was undressed for a moment.

Rainbow quickly reminded her. “Ew! So that’s what they look like without clothes?!” she made a face.

“My eyes!” Spike covered them and ran away.

“Oh, um… is this a bad time?” Fluttershy blushed hard she beheld the naked pair, staring with particular interest at Phoenix, her wings starting to rise up.

“Perfectly good time if you ask me!” Vinyl grinned, flipping up her shades to take in the pair.

“I told you they were doing it again!” Pinkie jumped up and down.

“So they were. Well now… lookin’ fine there, Phoenix Wright!” Applejack twinkled and tipped her stetson to him, giving the gaping human lawyer a slightly salacious grin.

Belatedly realizing he was completely undressed, Phoenix went red and immediately grabbed for his robe, hurriedly pulling it back on to the evident disappointment of Twilight’s friends.

“But what…? How…?” Twilight herself was still staring at her friends with her jaw agape, placing her palm against the surface, half expecting it would allow her to pass. It didn’t, however, though the image shimmered again in a manner like what a still-stunned Phoenix could only describe as a magnet placed close against a television screen. “How did you do this? I don’t know of any spell that does this! And certainly not over this distance!”

“I used a binary mirror spell, darling!” Rarity beamed, looking very proud as well as very tired. “One powered by those same crystal batteries you’re now wearing! The two halves of the spell link mirrors no matter where they are for as long as the magic lasts!”

“Those batteries we made are already starting to revolutionize things, Sparks!” Vinyl confirmed, letting her red eyes appreciatively over her friend’s naked form, having already taken a mental snapshot of Phoenix for later. “They’re not just for storing mana or music now—with my help, Rares was able to figure out how to contain both the spell and some mana to maintain it within the crystal, and then have it released by touching it to a target surface!”

“So the crystal contains both the incantation and the magical energy to power it? That’s brilliant!” Twilight gushed, but then her brow furrowed. “But… binary spells are only for remote viewing of mirror-recorded memories! How did you make it… live?” she motioned at the mirror.

“Oh, it’s almost the same spell, darling! Just tweaked to allow for instant playback! In essence, it still is just a playback spell, but replaying memories as it makes them! It took me a while—and a few broken mirrors—to get right,” she motioned at the glass shards around them. “But once I did? We couldn’t wait to use it!” Rarity beamed again, her fatigue forgotten as she beheld her friend in human form, marveling at it and suddenly wondering what she would look like as a human. I wonder what my darling Edgeworth would think of me THEN?

“You… you did this for me?” Twilight put her hand to her chest, tears in her eyes.

“Well, we wanted to see you, egghead!” Rainbow Dash stated from her hover, then moved closer to the mirror on her end. “Kind of wanted to see this weird world you’re in, too!” she looked around behind them, and the pair immediately stepped to the side to show the plush living area.

“Such exquisite decor!” Rarity admired the room behind them. “And an ocean view! How romantic!” she gushed.

“Eh. Ocean never did it for me,” Applejack shrugged. “Saw it in Manehattan. Wasn’t impressed. The scenery here, on the other hoof…” she looked Phoenix over from head to toe again, making the human lawyer flush further, wishing he could tie the slightly undersized robe a bit more tightly.

“Oh! Um… I went once, when I was a model. Had a photoshoot on a beach once. It was the only thing I ever liked about it,” Fluttershy offered tentatively, seemingly unable to tear her eyes away from Phoenix for more than a moment, glancing up and blushing a little deeper each time, wings twitching.

Her arousal went unnoticed by all except Phoenix, who saw the furtive looks she was giving him, Twilight’s earlier warning about her friends being potentially interested in him taking on a whole new meaning and immediacy. “What’s all that weird stuff on the wall?” Rainbow pointed with a hoof at the TV and entertainment center.

“That’s a… movie player,” Phoenix explained somewhat sheepishly, knowing the explanation was true but still woefully incomplete, resisting the temptation to wrap a robe back around Twilight, forcibly reminding himself that ponies didn’t care about nudity. But I DO!

“A movie player?” Rainbow was skeptical. “Doesn’t look like a projector to me!”

“Told ya they had some cool stuff!” Vinyl grinned. “Hey Phoenix. Is Maya around?” she asked hopefully, looking like she was angling her head to see inside his robe.

“No, she’s… with the princess right now,” Phoenix still felt a bit flustered, blushing under their continued scrutiny and worse, finding himself reacting to it, trying to prevent his manhood from going erect under their gaze, knowing the thin robe wouldn’t hide it. He wasn’t unhappy to see them all again, but wished they’d given them some warning. And being sized up by several of Twilight’s friends was both flattering and disconcerting; feeling Rarity’s, Vinyl’s, Fluttershy’s and even Applejack’s eyes on him in turn… though it seemed it was the former that was having the most effect on him as his manhood hardened just a little further, threatening to poke out between the lower edge of his robe lapels. “We’re going to meet them for dinner later,” he said in an effort to master his nerves and body.

“Okay. So answer a little bet we’re having. Just what’s the princess doing over there?” Rainbow asked.

Phoenix and Twilight looked at each other. “Well, uh…” the latter answered a bit nervously. “You have to Pinkie Promise not to tell anyone the answer,” she warned them, waiting until they’d taken the ritual oath. “If you could believe it, she’s… seeing someone.” She rubbed her hand behind her head.

“Ha! Ah knew it! Y’all owe me some bits!” Applejack held her hoof out as the others groaned and paid her off.

“So who’s the lucky stallion?” Rarity asked eagerly.

“A masseuse…” was all Phoenix would say. “Tall, dark and dashing.”

“Not unlike you?” Rarity batted her blue eyes at him, causing Phoenix to flush further.

“So, you been treatin’ Twi right, Phoenix Wright?” Applejack grinned at her new favorite turn of phrase.

“Has he ever!” Twilight confirmed before Phoenix could answer, pulling the startled human lawyer close and kissing him as the others cheered, her contact sending him back into full-blown erection, now praying Twilight didn’t let go of him or he’d be in display of all.

“Ooo! Did you guys enjoy doing the swirl?” Pinkie asked eagerly, causing them both to gape and the others to give them shocked looks, then grin.

All except one, that was. “You did the swirl with a guy???” Rainbow made a face again.

“You kinky little filly!” Applejack grinned and made a swatting motion with her stetson at the mirror.

“That sounds… nice…” Fluttershy offered through her renewed blush.

“You’re now one up on me, darling!” a delighted Rarity admitted.

“Speak for yourselves! That’s one more image I can’t get out of my head!” Rainbow stuck out her tongue again.

“Wow, you really have gone native, Sparks!” Vinyl grinned. “I’m proud of you, girl!” she added, then abruptly the mirror image started to shrink from the edges in.

“Oh dear! The stored magic in the crystal is running out already!” Rarity panicked. “We only had one crystal ready and it will take us some time to ready another! We will send it tonight or tomorrow! Have fun in the meantime!” she called out frantically, the others waving at her through the narrowing portal until it disappeared in a poof of magical wisps, leaving only the mirror surface behind. It shimmered for a moment, then settled down completely, only showing their own reflection.

“Wow…” Twilight said, going up to the mirror again and probing it with her hand and magic, feeling the aural residue Rarity’s improvised spell had left behind. “Sometimes I don’t give her enough credit. She’s really clever when she wants to be…” she shook her head in amazement again.

“She really is…” Phoenix granted, impressed but still perturbed. “I think she just invented a Skype spell.”

“Skype?” Twilight blinked.

“It’s…” he realized he really didn’t know what it was, except he’d done one with Maya a couple times—following her instructions, which he’d had to be walked through step by step. “It’s a means we have to talk over long distances, not just with voice but with pictures. Maya can explain it better than me,” he rubbed his hand behind his head, suddenly wondering what she and the princess were doing at that moment.

Wherever they are, hope Celestia’s keeping Maya out of trouble… or should that be the other way around? he allowed a small smile as he went to clean up their meal.

Music: Sightseeing

After leaving Maya a text—and somewhat surprised when he didn’t get an immediate answer—he and Twilight went out to explore the city of Santa Monica proper.

They began by walking the Third Street Promenade, taking in the shops and sampling some snack foods, Twilight making a list of some gifts she might like to pick up later—she was even at ease enough that she decided to leave her hair its normal hues, seeing some odd dye jobs on the heads of women around her. Then, curious over the planes she could see taking off from the nearby airfield, Phoenix remembered there was an air museum there so they took a tour bus over and went inside.

It was a good call. Twilight was fascinated by the exhibits, the old planes, paying particular note to the replica of the Wright Brothers flyer they had there. Phoenix told her the story as best he knew it—that the two bicycle-making Wright brothers Orville and Wilbur (“no relation,” he told her before she could ask) brought mankind the gift of flight not much more than a century prior, figuring it out by trial-and-error over many years, and all planes humans now flew were descended from this original flyer and its first, twelve-second flight over a windswept shore called Kitty Hawk.

She shook her head in amazement. “We’ve had dirigibles for centuries, and back in Firefly’s time there were ones for military use, but they were nothing like this!” she said, turning her attention to the sleeker and occasionally predatory-looking old military planes. “Have you ever flown, Phoenix?” she asked as she put her hand against one, feeling the cold metal beneath it, giving it a quick, experimental tug with her magic, her aura almost invisible in the bright light of the hanger.

He hesitated. “Not happily,” he shook his head. “A couple times, but I’ve never enjoyed it. Flying’s… well, scary to me.” He looked embarrassed.

“Is it not safe?” she asked him in some concern.

He shook his head. “No, it’s very safe nowadays. Accidents are extremely rare, but when they do happen…” he shuddered. “Rainbow may laugh, but I’d rather just keep my feet on the ground.”

“If you can keep a secret, me too,” she said, somewhat ruefully. “I’ve flown hot air balloons, but that’s different. Those I have full magical control over and I feel safe for it. But I can’t imagine flying like a pegasus, let alone in one of these,” she chuckled, patting the side of an old jet. “Then again, maybe I’ve got something for wings because I’ve sometimes imagined you as a pegasus, Phoenix,” she grinned.

“Me? A pegasus?” Phoenix had to laugh, putting his hand behind his head. “I think I’d be the only one afraid to fly!”

“Fluttershy doesn’t much care for flying either, but she’ll do it,” Twilight reminded him, stuffing a museum flyer into a purse Phoenix had purchased for her, replacing the re-purposed saddlebag she’d been using. “Especially if somepony she cares about is in danger.”

“I don’t doubt it,” Phoenix answered, suddenly remembering her swooping in to rescue him from the Timberwolves. “So you think Rainbow would be interested in stuff like this?” he asked her, motioning around them.

She thought about it, only to sigh and shake her head. “If it doesn’t go fast, she doesn’t care. Hay, I don’t even know if she ever cracked open that book on human flying machines I got her.”

Phoenix couldn’t help but smirk. “Well, if she wants fast, we do have aircraft that break the sound barrier. Would she be interested in those?”

“You do?” Twilight was visibly startled. “Well, if she considers them a threat or challenge to her being the fastest thing in the sky, she might!”

“Well, if you ever bring her here, guess we’ll have to take her to an air show!” he mused, then suddenly wondered… “actually, though… would you bring your friends here?”

She hesitated, but only briefly. “I think I’d have to discuss that with them and the princess, but… I’d want to, yes!” she said, nodding sharply. “I mean, I already brought Vinyl here, so there’s no reason the others can’t come!”

“Sure, just not all at once…” he rubbed his head again. “That’d be a lot to deal with.”

She grimaced at the thought. “You’re right. One at a time should do…” she put her arm around his waist as they exited the museum gift shop. Of course knowing them, they’re probably going to fight over who gets to go first worse than they did over that Grand Galloping Gala ticket…

Late afternoon had fallen when Twilight decided she’d had enough of crowds and noise again. So just as they did the morning after she’d arrived, they made for the nearby hills and hiking trails, hopping a bus to trade the seaside town for the nearby natural scenery of a state park.

Phoenix did finally receive a return text from Maya on the way up, though it was uncharacteristically terse, saying only that she was ‘having a private lesson with the princess’ and they wouldn’t be available for dinner.

Concerned, he asked her if anything was wrong while Twilight telepathically queried the princess herself, but the only answer she received was that “Miss Maya needs my help” and that she was trying to teach her how to block ‘unwanted influences’, for which they needed privacy, telling her to enjoy her evening with Phoenix but admonishing her again to remember their earlier lesson and not broadcast.

Unwanted influences? Twilight blinked, thinking the princess was being even more cryptic than usual. She must be talking about teaching Maya to block magical influences. So why does she need that…? she immediately wondered, but also recognized a note in her mentor’s mental voice that asked her not to press further at that time.

Phoenix likewise heard a note in Maya’s texts that said she didn’t want to be bothered, so he dropped the matter, wondering what kind of ‘lesson’ the princess was giving her. Though concerned, their thoughts were lost as they wandered the park, which Phoenix had chosen for its easier trails and ready-access scenery, including one of the waterfalls that Twilight had so enjoyed on her first full day in his world.

Well, we BOTH enjoyed it, he thought with a grin. And maybe we will again…? he felt his libido starting to kick back in, catching a few of the more lascivious looks Twilight was starting to throw him again as the crowds thinned out towards evening. Technically, they weren’t supposed to be out past sunset, of course, but that had rarely stopped him before on the biking or hiking trails he frequented around L.A.

It also didn’t help that they passed at least one kissing couple along the way and heard telltale giggles from another direction. Welcome to California… Phoenix chuckled as Twilight blushed and then bumped him with her hip—she’d clearly learned her human body language quite well by then and was using it to increasingly good effect.

And yet, to his surprise… he quickly found she was ready to go again, but not as a human. Pulling him into a secluded grotto which she encased in an illusion spell, she surprised him by transforming back to a pony in his arms as they kissed, her cheeks warm and glow of her horn remaining but turning pink, casting a soft glow over the clearing.

“This is a little public, isn’t it?” He said slightly breathlessly as they parted, his hands running through her fur and mane freely, enjoying her changed attributes anew. Her clothes were removed and stored back at their hotel room with a flash of her horn—they were close enough and she had enough magical power as a unicorn that she could do the reserve item summon to accomplish her goal—and she then stood before him as the violet unicorn she was, her equine body his for the taking.

“No more than last time,” she all but purred, kissing him again as then stepped in front of him and flagged her tail, propping herself on a boulder and displaying herself fully in the light of her horn, pausing only briefly to cast another spell that put some form of bubble around them. “I’ve put up a privacy screen. It’ll block sound and most sight from outside the bubble. And besides, if you’ll recall you invited me to turn pony back then. So how about it Phoenix? Want to ride a pony?” she asked, her eyes going hooded and magic teasing him with all her considerable skill, which had only grown over the past few days. Her aura undressed him with frightening ease, popping open his fly and shirt buttons to reveal his shorts and chest, his erection all but bursting out of the latter as the very touch of her aura brought tingling in its wake, giving him all the incentive he needed… not that he needed much.

“Pony style?” he guessed from her stance with a grin, and she nodded, the gleam in her eye glowing. We had some trouble with that before… but we’ll figure it out! he decided quickly, discarding his clothes with an ease and willingness that surprised him despite the danger of being discovered, walking slowly up to her with only his open shirt on, his manhood standing out straight and proud, a single glittering drop already gathering at its tip in the pink glow of her horn. She had apparently remembered the difficulties associated with the position herself and thus was standing on a rock that elevated her hindquarters slightly, putting it more in line with his hips, perhaps just an inch or so low.

To her frustration and delight, he didn’t immediately try to mount her, instead resting his hand on the back of her flanks and squeezing gently, making her squirm in his grasp. “Phoenix…” she called out to him, her eyes closing as she he felt finger tracing the outer edge of her swollen marehood, just enough to tantalize, making her a startled breath as they traced a searing line of pleasure across the sensitive surface, making her opening involuntarily wink. “It’s not nice to tease.”

“Says the mare who’s been doing nothing but that pretty much ever since we met,” he answered evenly, ignoring the tugs of her aura on his flanks and malehood, trying to urge him to enter her. “Turnabout is fair play, remember?” he grinned.

“Are you always… this ruthless… in court, too?” she said between gasps as his right hand reached between her hind legs, to knead her teats, noting with satisfaction that she was now reacting to their stimulation much as she’d done with her human breasts, her legs starting to tremble and horn glow intensifying, her aura starting to grab at him a bit more needily as he stood directly behind her, his tip of his human stallionhood but a few frustrating inches away.

Music: Intimate Overload

Phoenix grinned, rubbing the bottom of her opening with his thumb and inserting it into her slightly, causing her to give a sudden gasp and nicker in throwback to her equine heritage. “Well, you know me—I do whatever it takes to find the truth,” he told her, punctuating his statement with a caress of greatly swollen clit. “And to find the truth here… I’ll just have to cross-examine you!”

“N-not that!” she said in mock horror, trying hard to both maintain her balance and restrain her aura, which increasingly seemed to be trying to act of its own accord, pull him forward and into her. “But I’m innocent, Phoenix Wright!” she protested.

Phoenix exclaimed loud enough that someone might have heard them, suddenly glad for Twilight’s privacy field. “Seduce your best friend’s lawyer… offer yourself to him as a pony… appear to him as a human… give him oral and a boob job… to say nothing of nearly jumping into bed with your teacher?” he recited in gleeful delight. “You don’t seem that innocent to me, Twilight Sparkle! And I’m going to prove it!”

Twilight felt her mind overheating and legs going weak as he used his courtroom voice on her, playing on a fetish she didn’t even know she had. “And… h-how will you prove that?” she just managed to say, increasingly breathless as his fingers continue to work her teats and tease the outside of her opening, human foreplay now appropriated for pony use.

“Like this!” he inserted two fingers into her, causing her to cry out—“Ah!”—and her legs to nearly buckle entirely, though she just kept herself standing, not wanting to collapse or she feared she would lose the chance to have her mount him pony-style.

Phoenix thought, really getting into the scene now, their impromptu courtroom role play adding additional spice to the encounter along with the public nature venue, making love to her among the rocks and trees. Bet Applejack would approve!

Ignoring her ever-more needy cries, he did not relent—he’d learned from his first night with her as a pony where her weak points were and he now attacked them mercilessly, raking her insides with his fingertips, feeling her marehood repeatedly clamp down on him, urging him to go stronger, deeper... only to pull his fingers back out just as she was nearing orgasm, her increasingly diffuse and unfocused aura unable to keep him in.

“Here is my proof, Twilight Sparkle!” he announced grandly like he was in court again, showing her his fingers, now covered with her fluids. “I have incontrovertible evidence that you’re in love with your best friend’s lawyer!” he pointed his finger at her.

“I’m guilty! Guilty!” she admitted in a shrill voice, covering her overheated face as if in shame. “And I accept my p-punishment…” she said, her control now hanging by a thread, her aura ready to latch on to his stallionhood and bring him into her, the combination of the scene, the roleplay and the feeling of his fingers inside her driving her wild. “Pl-please give it to me now!” she all but begged him, wriggling her rear at him, her opening winking and glistening, barely remembering to engage her magical block that would prevent broadcasting.

But still Phoenix waited. “Your punishment must be carefully considered, Twilight Sparkle…” he told her almost gravely, thoroughly enjoying himself, resting a hand on her flank again as she pushed back against it, raising her rear and taking as blatant a mating pose as she knew how, wisps of her aura now grabbing at him unrestrained, teasing and stimulating him with all the considerable power her magic had.

Phoenix felt her grip on him growing, and finally decided he’d taken it as far as he could go. “This court has decided to be lenient on you, Miss Sparkle,” he told her huskily, finally stepping forward towards her, his hand and her magic working to position himself to enter her, the angle not quite right as he started to lower himself fractionally to place the tip of his organ against her hot and dripping marehood, its glistening, darker-furred appearance all but mesmerizing against her lighter lavender fur. But unable to restrain herself any more, she gave a needy moan, pushing back hard and yanking him forward before he was set. His upwards-pointing organ slipped right past her swollen femininity entirely and found instead…

Before either of them knew what had happened, his slickened head had already pressed squarely against her other opening, and her magic, now desperate to have him inside her, latched directly onto him and began pulling him in as both their eyes snapped open. “Wh-wha?” Twilight began to protest, her eyes going wide at the unfamiliar and quickly deepening intrusion, her mating magic not obeying an order to stop as his head entered for followed quickly by an involuntary thrust that added the first third of his shaft.

“Tw-Twilight, I d-didn’t m-mean…” Phoenix was no less shocked… but under the influence of her magic and already badly overstimulated himself, his hips bucked automatically, driving him deeper into her another inch each time, letting him feel her heat and tightness, unable to pull back. But that’s… her… TAIL! he protested with his thoughts, only to quickly lose himself in sheer unexpectedness and exoticness of the act, something he’d never even considered doing before! And now… her magic… did it FOR us? The thought itself was somehow painfully erotic and suddenly he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.

“No! I d-don’t… this isn’t…!” Twilight tried to break the spell she herself had woven but couldn’t, too desperate for release and needing him inside her, her magic and desires apparently not caring in what way. Her magic took over, driving the unnatural act forward until he was buried within her to the hilt, his swollen apples now slapping loudly her lower marehood as if to taunt her, his shaft filling her anal orifice, reducing her world to it. It was shameful. It was unnatural…

And yet it was incredible!

What little pain and discomfort she had started with quickly melted away, her body and magic quickly adjusting to the intrusion, urging more out of him; wanting him to fill her even more deeply. And her magic obliged her; she swore she could all but feel him growing even more within her.

Phoenix felt the same thing, but lost in her body and a very unexpected manner of enjoying it, he didn’t immediately consider it, finding himself pulling out halfway only to drive his hips forward again, the sight of her squirming beneath him only maddening him more. The two no longer capable of talking, their mutual desires spurred the act to completion until Phoenix finally gave a savage cry and slammed his hips forward one final time, emptying himself into her as Twilight reciprocated, clamping down on him hard and her horn erupting like fireworks fountain that could be seen outside the bubble, crying out in pleasure along with her human mate.

Finally climbing down from their climax, he collapsed against her as she went into her post-coital refractory period and she lowered herself to her knees, shaking badly, still taking shallow, ragged breaths. Her deactivated magic released him, allowing him to pull out, stumbling backwards in shock, both from the unexpected act and how intense it had felt. His legs as shaky as Twilight’s he fell hard onto his butt, his eyes still gaping. He looked down, and it was only then that he noticed to his great shock, in the fading light of her horn…

His manhood was suddenly nearly three inches longer and had taken a vaguely equine shape!