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This… couldn’t be some kind of unicorn horn, could it? Some kind of magical unicorn horn? Half-remembered experiences of Twilight’s time as the self-styled ‘Midnight’ called to her. Without thinking of the consequences, she pulled reflexively at mental muscles that had lain dormant for years. Reddish-purple light sparkled around her horn as the transforming young woman tapped directly into the Fifth Force.

“O-oh,” Twilight groaned. The tingling feeling barely at the edge of her consciousness was suddenly placed front and center. Even as her sparkling horn grew further, her body expanded— and her admittedly-past-its-prime wardrobe struggled to keep up. Each breath snapped more threads, bringing her shirt closer to its demise. A simple shift of her legs seemed ready to tear frumpy purple slacks asunder.

Maybe Twilight should have listened to Rarity about updating her style— but as her body was suffused by the glow from her horn, Twilight concluded that it was probably for the best that she hadn’t. The magic-wrought changes didn’t seem to care one whit for the quality or durability of her clothing.

With a desperation born from the realization that she was at least half a mile away from the nearest change of clothes and certainly didn’t want to have to explain herself to the campus police— again— Twilight flailed mentally. She’d managed to turn her new horn on, but surely it had an ‘off’ switch as well! She just… had to… find it!

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Posted previously at: 2019-05-04T22:57:32 | Posted previously by: MindlessGonzo