In Castle of the Royal Pony Sisters

“Have I returned to the surface?”

“Are my clothes clean?”

"Am I in the castle of the Royal Pony Sisters?"

After these words, Isaac found himself in the middle of the ruins of the old castle. Now he knew for sure that the power of the Root of Honesty was working. And now, sitting down on one of the stones, Isaac was thinking about what to do next.

He was like an artist who had already raised his brush over the canvas, but couldn't think of what he wanted to paint. Only in Isaac's case, the whole World was a canvas, and the Truth itself was a brush with paint. And he didn't know exactly what he wanted to do with it. He had some semblance of a goal – to achieve comfort, but the question was: “How?”. In theory, he could just change himself, or rather, his mind, to be content with little, but Isaac did not like this option. He's not crazy enough to brainwash himself.

So he will act little by little, step by step towards a comfortable life, changing reality only when he sees an opportunity to make his life in Equestria ... more interesting.

There was another question: how exactly is reality changing? How did he get here? Was he just teleported or changed by the past? Hm…

“Can I look into the past every time I change reality in order to have more control over the events I change?”

Nothing has changed. It seemed like the question didn't do anything. Isaac got up and walked over to the nearest stone wall. Time had not spared her and in places there were no stones in the wall. But it was quite suitable for experiments.

“Is there a passage in this wall?”

At the moment when Isaac uttered this question, he found himself in some kind of hall, in front of a table with a kind of blueprint at which two ponies were sitting and discussing something, not noticing Isaac's arrival.

Celestia and the Luna. Young Celestia and Luna. Isaac had already met them when they visited Twilight and him. And then he could hardly hide his boner. And even now, when they had not yet received the aura of divine MILFs, Isaac clearly felt movement in his pants. And even their armor, which completely covered their already very curvaceous bodies, surprisingly left not much room for imagination.

By the way…

“Don't Celestia and Luna prefer much more exposed clothing and armor?”

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Instantly, their armor shrank to an armored jacket, armored sails and stockings, tearing off even more for Isaac's gaze. And most importantly, they didn't notice it at all! They continued to discuss something with each other. And Isaac also noticed that he was not transported to another time. Is it because he could not be transported to the past, already being in the past, or is it because in this case there was no specific moment to be transported?

“Did any particular event affect their choice of clothes?”

This time Isaac was transported to another place. Which was hard to describe. The best description Isaac could come up with was “The craziest paintings by the most stoned authors in 3D.” The surface of the earth is in the form of a chessboard, clouds of cotton candy and rain of chocolate, trees of the most unnatural colors with a variety of fruits on one tree. In the midst of this madness, Isaac recognized three figures. He recognized two of them at once: Celestia and Luna, but the third... was Discord.

Discord is a spirit of chaos that used to be a villain, but then was reformed by Fluttershy. And quite successfully. He stopped causing trouble to others... at least big ones, and began to live with a shy pegasus.

And now the question! How will the spirit of chaos react to the interference of the Root of Honesty? And how to check it so that in case of failure, the spirit is not too offended?

“Has Discord always been a woman?“

As soon as these words left Isaac's lips, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand. Discord at this time…

He has changed dramatically. Discord never wore clothes, which he didn't need to–there was nothing obscene on his body. But now two large bulges with clearly protruding nipples appeared on his, or rather her breasts. Isaac swallowed. The world seemed to brighten for a second and the altered discord said.

“You girls are so formally dressed. Next time, pick a better outfit.”

Having said that, Discord snapped his fingers and, preparing to attack, an explosion thundered through the princesses, sending them into a cartoon flight. Then the chaos spirit looked exactly where Isaac was standing.

“Well, hello, boy. I see you didn't waste any time, Isaac.”

Having said that, Discord began to defiantly massage his boobs. Isaac was speechless. But not from the sight, but from the fact that it was revealed.

“what? How? How do you know me... and see me?”

“Oh, my friend, chaos magic has its advantages. Don't worry, I'm not going to change the story here, unlike you. I am already quite satisfied with the current events.”

“What did you do to the princesses?”

“Ah, I just triggered your change. You don't have to thank me.”

“Why do you keep groping yourself? Are you a pervert?

After these words, Isaac immediately closed his mouth, but the world had already changed. The fruits on the trees began to look like genitals. Instead of chocolate, an aphrodisiac began to pour out of pink clouds. And tentacles began to stick out of the bushes.

Discord stopped massaging his right chest and lowered his hand between his legs.

“Heh, heh, how smart you are.”

“Damn, you have to be careful what you ask.”

“That's for sure. However, I don't mind against such accidents. Don't cancel it.”

Discord raised his hand, covered with love juices, and slowly began to bring it to his mouth. But at the last moment, the hand flies sharply to Isaac. The man didn't have time to do anything before the taste of Discord appeared on his tongue.

“Do you like the result of your work? I really do.”

As soon as the fingers left Isaac's mouth, he exclaimed.

“Discord! What the hell? Can you be even a little bit serious?”

“Hush, calm down. There is no need to use the Root of Honesty. I was just going to discuss something with you. And by the way, my name is Eris now.”

“Okay… Eris”

“Well, let's get right to the point. You now possess the Root of Honesty and your powers now surpass even mine. Yet Chaos, as well as Order, is part of Harmony.”

Isaac raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Yes, yes. Don't be surprised. Harmony does not forbid Chaos, but only limits it. But we digress. The fact is that you can embody anything. And it's... a little boring. There are no cunning plans, no search for friends and allies. The world will be at your feet if you ask the right question. That's why I want to ask you not to change too much at once. Extend the pleasure. That was my first request.“

“Bored? Are you watching me? Are there any more requests?”

Eris grinned.

“Yes, it is.”

With that, she took out a crystal ball from nowhere.

“And what is it?”

“If you leave out all the details, then this thing will turn you into an alicorn.”

Isaac looked from Eris to the ball and back for a few seconds.

“Isn't it?…”

Isaac stopped himself from asking another reality-altering question.

“This is not overkill. Firstly, it is protection against various accidents. Alicorns are much stronger than ponies, and even more so than humans. Secondly, there are some pretty useful spells here, which will partially save you from having to use the Root for nothing. And finally, thirdly, this is a very interesting scenario: an unknown alicorn, who came from nowhere and what makes hearts beat faster and pussies flow – he's a stallion!”

“You made this up because of the last point, didn't you? Because I can implement the first two using the Root.

“Actually, the idea of bringing someone into this world and turning him into an alicorn has been with me for a long time, but yes. I'm offering it to you precisely because of the last point. “

She leaned towards Isaac so that their faces were only a couple of centimeters apart. “Just imagine, the ponies revere you as their prince, a demigod who can take any of them at will.”

Isaac swallowed. ”This is also feasible through the Root.”

Eris sighed heavily. “Don't kill all the fun. Anyway, there's something else we should talk about: other worlds.”

Isaac looked at Eris blankly.

“There are other versions of Equestria in which some events... happened very differently than ours. Basically, they can't be called a good place. And even I can't change anything there, but here you are. Having the power of Truth itself, you can try to fix less prosperous worlds, instead of improving an already good world. Well, what do you say?