After reading up on lucid dreaming techniques, a young man winds up in an ethereal and amorphous landscape, as his ponysona, alone with the mare of his dreams. The situation escalates.







WARNING: OCxAJ, FETISHES INCLUDING FUTA
WELP. There's no way I'm gonna get away with writing this one. ><
Here we have my second explicit fanfiction, this time a gift, per se, to a good friend of mine, who inspired me to start working on art and writing again. Fitting, then, as a tribute, I should incorporate his fetishes into a warm-up story, before I go back to writing less naughty things. I can't believe I wrote this. Oh god, please don't kill me, this one is even more ridiculous than the first one ;__; Please pretend it does not exist!!

I can't believe I'm considering this but I'm going to write an alternate second chapter for those not into futa (I personally am not, heh) so I can put this whooole thing behind me and move on.