Prelude

We start this little story in some unimportant suburb in Any City, USA. We do this because I’m a lazy author. In a small upstairs room in a rather large house in a particularly bland cul-de-sac sits a girl at her computer desk masturbating to porn. Yeah.

Her name is Lily. Lily is a short eighteen year old girl of Asian-American ethnicity still living with her parents during the summer before college. She has a cute and tastefully round face that she keeps adorned with a pair of glasses. She’s filled out nicely and is healthily thin. Alright. With her description out of the way, let’s get to what she’s doing and explain why it’s important.

Yes, she is pleasuring herself. Not unhealthy. Most people do this, right?

Lily has a particular fetish for horses. When she was old enough to start taking notice of ‘birds and bee’s’ style things, she found she never got to interested in boys or girls. See, years ago she grew up in a more southern state where her family lived in a house next to a ranch that kept horses. Specifically, the ranch bred horses. Being an open ranch, Lilly had plenty to see and, well, it left an impression.

So now here she is, indulging in her personal playtime to a video of horsy on horsy action and playfully imagining she is that lucky mare.

Now, Lily knows nothing of the brony community. She’s never seen and episode of the revered show that they worship. She doesn’t use her computer for much more than studying (Yay for stereotyping!) and her, uh, hobby. She also doesn’t reach out to other ‘horse lovers’. After all, she’s an otherwise normal girl that has convinced herself she will never dress up in horse-like BDSM gear and neigh while some guy calls her a silly ‘horse’ name. Never. Hell, she hasn’t updated her Facebook in like, five months. What’s up with that?

Anyway, this is important because she’s never been exposed to MLP or the universe in which the magical land of Equestria exists. I think that maybe, maybe, she would be a clopper, were she a brony.

Welp, let’s send her off to Pony-Land.

In all seriousness, the author (me) creating the dramatic re-telling of this story doesn’t truly know what sent her on a one way trip to Equestria or why. All I know is that it happened and I can profit, kind of, off rehashing Lilys story and will strive to respect the human by being as true to life as it was for her without actually being there.

Lily had just finished her business and slipped on her underwear, black ‘Hello Kitty’ panties with pink lace. She wore a matching tank-top with the Kitty right between her breasts. Seems kind of old for Hello Kitty but whatever. Just sleep clothes. She turned off the computer, leaned back, and stared absently around her room.

The plain white walls were covered in various horse related pictures. Her parents thought it a more healthy interest than it actually was, so Lily always had stallion to fawn over as long as she were in her room. Also in the room was a small wooden bookshelf filled with various fictions, text books, and horse related anatomy and breeding books, pamphlets, and brochures. If it had anything to do with horses, she would stuff it away to read later. She also had the computer desk with plenty of writing space and her bed. Neat, clean, and organized as her parents always made her keep her room.

She stood and stretched out then reached over to her small bottle of hand sanitizer she kept next to the computer to get rid of the, uh, you know… smell of her previous activities from her hands. All clean, Lily turned with a yawn and began toward her bed. Though it was still early in the evening on a Friday night, she didn’t have much else to do. It didn’t help much that she didn’t have many friends and none of the ones she had were up to anything, so why not sleep?

It’s so odd. Most lonely people indulge in over eating or taking up a hobby or something active. Lily just goes to sleep when she’s insanely bored. She naps periodically throughout the summer days and still gets eight to ten every night. I don’t know if there is a medical condition for sleeping so much, but if there is, Lily has it.

The girl had almost made it to her bed when she was struck with an insane feeling of vertigo. Unwilling to take a step further, she sat down on the floor and tried to keep herself steady. A sudden high-pitched ringing noise started to assault her ear-drums. Lily raised her palms to her ears but it did little to lessen the ringing.

From outside her perspective, the house began to rumble violently as if by an earthquake. The rest of Lilys family could do little but try not to fall out of bed or lay on the floor as anything that wasn’t nailed to a wall was flung off onto the floor. Some windows cracked and broke under the constant shaking. Electronic appliances started to turn on and break out with sudden bursts of energy. Light bulbs burst, the toaster started spewing electric sparks and the TV fizzed up before exploding.

Lily was now laying on the floor screaming hysterically, wishing that whatever was going on would stop. The ringing noise only grew louder and the vertigo only worsened. Had she had her eyes open she would've noticed that a small area around her began to glow white in a sphere. Just when she was beginning to think she couldn't handle any more, it all just stopped. Well, for her anyway.

To the rest of the house, and, consequently, the cul-de-sac, the rumbling stopped as soon as a boom akin to
a thunder-clap and just as loud exploded from the area Lily was. A fairly large chunk of the house had been utterly obliterated. An entire confused suburban community woke from their slumber and ran outside to see what had happened. They saw two thirds of a house and Lily’s deafened family already desperately searching the wreckage for her.

Lily, however, was slowly trying to gather her bearing as she found herself in a shallow crater that was, apparently, in someone’s front lawn. Her head was dazed and swimming around in thoughts that had convinced her she was dreaming.

As if to reaffirm this, she was suddenly confronted by an all red horse that seemed to be yelling at her. Everything it was saying was muffled. She couldn’t seem to hear all that well at the moment. But then again, did anything said in her dreams really have sound?

Figuring this to be one of her more lucid sexual dreams, she took off her shirt and raised her arms to the horse, thinking to herself that usually the stallions she dreamed about were much bigger. This caused the talking animal to stop and stare at her. Its face seemed to emote far differently from a normal horse too. It gave her a look of mixed confusion and fear.

The pair looked at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time before Lily broke the silence.

“Well, I’m not gonna wait all day! I want go all the way before I wake up.”

-END-

Author's Note

Phew. Failed moderation. Alright.

The thing by which I agree that I should have failed moderation has been fixed. It was a gross oversight on my part.

The thing that I don't agree with that took apparent precedence over the thing I muffed up on has also been fixed. So, even though I believe this should be a teen rated story, a mod doesn't so it won't be. To settle some would-be confusion on what the matter; this is not a clop-fic. There will be no graphic sexual descriptions at all. Lots of themes, innuendo, inyurendo, and out-right lewd language but I won't give you anything to masturbate to. Unless you have a vivid imagination. In which case, go ahead! Have fun.

Hopefully, da Moderator pearson will see this and let me take it down to a teen rating.