Rift

by EquusStorm

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Romance
Length: 5362

One young man's attempts to lucid dream into the world of ponies meets with surprising success.

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.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-20 09:40:01 UTC

Chapter One

Morning always came too quickly. Only one more dream, it seemed, before 'that' one. Before all the curiosity would pay off, and the late-night Skype chats with a friend on how to break through into the world of lucid dreaming would come to fruition. Before that special moment between dreamer and the pony of one's desire. But consciousness would have nothing of that, no - always seeming to drag the sleeper back to the drudgery of real life right before it seemed as though success was at hand.

Anon stared at the light streaming through the nearby window, seeming to taunt him. A little more sleep and THIS time, surely! But alas, it was time to begin the day, another day of thinking about the mare of his dreams - and delving further into the realm of tulpae and dreams and astral planes and all sorts of fanciful notions, in hopes of crossing paths with the pony he desired.

With resignation, he shuffled out of bed and trudged out of his room, heading for whichever part of the house held the next activity on the non-existent schedule. The day dragged on, like every midsummer day seemed to, with bits of art here and there and browsing the Internet.

In the midst of this browsing, Anon happened upon a peculiar site whilst searching for yet more details on dreaming and ponies. The font was difficult to read and the page address virtually nonsensical, but through a bit of focus, he was able to read the words on the page aloud, out of curiosity and boredom. The words made little sense and were not easy to pronounce, and seemed to be somehow relevant to the subject of lucid dreaming. He closed the tab and headed over to a site offering pictures of ponies in positively perverted positions for a bit, then got to thinking about the odd page. Something drew him back to it, seemingly. But in an attempt to re-load the page, he was faced with a puzzling scenario: The page did not exist, nor did it appear to have ever existed. It was not in his browsing history and there were no references to such a page extant anywhere.

And yet, the words still echoed in his head.

By late evening, something seemed a bit different. Though impossible to explain, everyone knows that one can often 'feel' that something is off. But by nightfall, the situation seemed to escalate, and very strange things began to occur. Anon felt as though his thoughts had begin to  take on a new dimension; more a moving picture than just an internal slideshow, more of a chorus than an internal monologue. His imagination nearly lept out of his mind into the room, as if by a projector. Many thoughts and ideas seemed to collide, presenting a puzzling and canorous sensation of dreaming many things at once. Time started to flow in a highly unconventional manner. And above all the clamor, a voice, feminine and somehow familiar, gently commanded him to do one thing.

Sleep. Just sleep.

While sleeping in the midst of such mental turmoil seemed impossible, by the time he laid down, it seemed as though he was already half-dreaming. Not half-asleep, the common sensation, but rather halfway in the world of dreams while being quite clearly awake and aware.

And then, the awakening. The awakening to the great vastness beyond.

It would be impossible to put into words the feeling of what was occurring, but suffice to say the transition between the waking world and the astral plane was jarring and unexpected. All the chaos stopped, except for the ethereal feeling of being deep within a dream. Within moments, Anon found himself waking up in a seemingly endless field, with scattered trees. Bizarrely, it was a rather two-dimensional landscape with only sporadic details. It looked familiar. But... it didn't look real. Everything looked animated and far too vibrant to be an actual existing place. Confused, Anon stretched out his hoof to feel...

"Hoof?"

Taken aback, Anon nearly tumbled backwards, and wound up lying in an amusingly tangled mess of limbs, limbs that belonged, suddenly, not to a human, but to a pony.

With this realization, amidst the utter shock, a vision came to him - a reflection, of himself in his current state, as if the very realm wished for him to behold his new visage. Before him stood a light blue-green stallion, with shimmering turquoise eyes, a long blue mane, and three leaves as a cutie mark.

"... but... how could I be... am I... am I Gale?"

"Ah! I cain't believe mah eyes!"

A very familiar voice shook him out of his trance, only to produce an even deeper shock when he realised that the voice belonged to the very mare of his affections.

"App... Applejack?!"

"Gale! Or Anon! Or whichever ya prefer, really! I've waited so long for this moment!"

The orange mare cantered toward him, her blonde locks flowing freely in the breeze, and soon arrived at the hooves of the dumbfounded stallion still sprawled on the ground.

"Haha, tongue-tied an' tied up, what a way to make an entrance!"

"Is it really you? Am I... am I dreaming? How did..."

"Ah really don't know how all this happened. To be honest I'd always figured you'd just been a dream of mine, every night, but here ya sit, right in front of me, for real!"

"Is... is this... dreaming?"

"Ah don't know, but I DO know that we're finally together!"

The mare wrapped her forelegs around the helpless stallion and drew his head to hers. She initiated a kiss so forceful that her tongue found its mark before he could even react. As if the act was meant to be, his mouth instantly received the intruder, and his tongue returned the favor. The sweet taste of apples overwhelmed his senses.

Anon took a pause. Whose dream WAS this? Is it that his longing and attempts to create a lucid dream had resulted in a very vivid and vibrant dream with Applejack, or was something even more bizarre afoot? Was this even a dream at all?

Suddenly, yet at the same time almost imperceptibly, the landscape shifted from endless plains to a poorly lit bedroom. It seemed like a natural shift to fit the mood.

"Applejack, I..."

"Cut the chatter, pardner, ah KNOW what we're here for."

Applejack gave Gale a sly nod.

Is she? Oh god, does she really mean...?

"Ah've been dreamin' the same thing for a good while now, an' ah'm so ready for this that ah'm gonna have to get right to the point."

As Gale laid there speechless, Applejack focused her sights on one particular part of the stallion's anatomy. A part that had taken notice of the mare's insinuations. A part that had begin to rise to the occasion. Applejack liked what she saw.

"Now that's what ah'm talkin' about!"

Gale's face blushed a bright red as his member unsheathed itself on its own, slowly engorging as his mind ran through the scenarios likely about to play out with the gorgeous mare in front of him. Applejack licked her lips in anticipation.

"Here, lemme give ya a boost!"

She swing her hips around in one swift motion, and pushed back. Gale's eyes went wide. There, inches in front of his face, was Applejack's dripping marehood, wildly winking and virtually begging for his cock. Above her perfect lower lips sat a perfectly puckered anus, revealed by her tail thrown so far to the side that it almost laid over her back. She squatted lower to reinforce her stance. This was one filly who needed to be filled.

Gale's penis snapped quickly to its impressive full length, swollen in preparation for the savory acts ahead. He was still utterly speechless - and in the face of a situation he had dreamed of! Yet things were happening so quickly that there was scarcely time to consider what he was about to do.

"Well if yer gonna just sit there with yer jaw wide open, I figure I oughta join ya!"

With that, the hungry mare turned and faced his crotch, opening her mouth. Gale gasped as she began to do exactly what she has insinuated. She took nearly his whole member into her mouth in one quick motion, the heat of her throat an almost indescribable pleasure. Gale moaned in ecstasy.

"Shlw dhwn thr, hm juth ghtn strtd!"

"Ahh... ahh... talking with your mouth... ahh! full I see??"

Applejack's control with her tongue and throat made Gale wonder if she was a licensed professional for this particular act, but doubted any reputable organization would grant a license for this activity. Nevertheless, the mare varied her excellent control with bobbing motions, providing incredibly intense sensations that were quickly leading Gale towards his climax.

"Ahhh!! Slow down Apple-ahh!!"

The mare showed no signs of slowing.

"I'm gonna... AHH!"

With a wave of pure euphoria, Gale shot his seed deeply into his beloved mare's throat, pumping what felt like gallons of the hot, sticky substance from deep within. Applejack swallowed about half of his load before suddenly rearing back and letting his still-orgasming penis pop free of her throat. Messy strands of semen landed all over her face and the ground below.

Gale collapsed on the ground in bliss. Applejack smiled warmly and licked her face clean the best she could.

"An' THAT's how it's done."

Gale had no idea how much more was still to come. And come, and come again. For the night was just beginning.

"Ah've done all the work 'till now," Applejack said after a few moments contemplation, "so ah'd like to see you take over fer a bit."

She motioned Gale to get up. On very shaky legs, he did so, only to find that standing on all fours was actually very easy - almost like, again, it was meant to be, and a natural thing.

"All righty. Ya see, ah wantcha to play dentist." Applejack batted her eyes and let them lay half-closed, in a sultry position. "Ah have a cavity, ya see..." She swung her hips around again and virtually smashed her ass into his chest, her vaginal secretions wetting his fur "... and I need ya to fill it."

Gale needed little encouragement to do so. With one mighty rear, he threw himself over Applejack's rump. Her tail began wildly flailing at the sensation of her stallion mounting her.

After a moment of reflection, Gale nervously shifted his hips forward, prodding with his rock-hard member, trying to line up the point of entry. Pressing gently against her nethers, he poked around trying to find her vagina. His inexperience at lining up for such an act in an equine form caused both to blush as he poked her toned hips more than once, and even nearly anally penetrated the horny mare once.

Heh. Maybe later, maaaybe later...

After a search mission and some assistance from the mare below him, his tip found an unusually warm and sopping wet, velvety slit, with a clitoris just below eagerly beckoning him to extend his welcome into her chambers. Slowly and carefully, he pushed his impatient stallionhood against her lower lips, parting her folds. The tip entered her steaming tunnel, quickly finding the fit extremely tight. Either her extremely fit condition had kept her vagina tight or his penis was much larger than a normal stallion's - at this point it mattered little.

With a grunt and a careful application of pressure, he pushed a little more in. Both panted and moaned in delight, as the tightness enveloped their senses with only the very end of his shaft in her. He withdrew slightly so that the tip of his penis lay just inside her vagina, her winking clitoris just below flashing against the underside of his shaft. With a heave, he pushed hard into her again, burying his stallionhood halfway deep into her. He collapsed onto her shaking back with a groan of pleasure.

"Ahhh! Ahhh... ahh... d... deeper, pardner! I wanna... ahh... feel yer whole length inside me!"

Sweating and trembling, he shifted his weight onto his back legs and pulled out slightly to give himself more room and momentum to thrust deeper. Then, with a mighty shove, he buried himself deep within her. His balls rested against her flank as his entire dick stretched her walls further than they had ever experienced, and his tip pressed against her cervix. His massive girth caused Applejack to shudder and shake below him, the mare in slight pain but complete nirvana - the moment she had dreamed of finally coming to be.

Gale's dream had come true too, of course, in grand fashion: Tender moments with Applejack, and his massive girth penetrating his favorite pony's pussy. The simpler things in life, really. But oh, what a sensation! Her steaming cavernous walls, slick with natural lubricating fluids, enclosing his penis in a vicegrip of incredible sensation. How he wished this moment could last!

Suddenly, he pulled his penis back, nearly out, eliciting a groan from Applejack. But he slammed forward immediately, with such force that his balls made a sloppy slapping noise against her flanks, dripping with secretions and sweat. Both ponies gasped. Then he pulled back again, and pushed into her once more, beginning a steady rhythm, pumping in and out; filling her over and over with his stallionhood. Both minds were lost to passion, giving into primal urges and lust - nothing but the sensations of filling, and being filled, over and over again.

Though the constant thrusting had loosened her incredibly tight walls slightly, the constriction had nonetheless rapidly brought both ponies to near their peak - and it was Applejack who first fell into the throes of orgasm.

"AHHH! AH'M-AHHHH!!! AHH!!"

With a splash, gushers of fluid spewed past Gale's penis as it increased its rhythm into the orgasming mare. Her juices quickly put further pressure on his member, not to mention making her inner walls so slick that he thought he would break his back thrusting so rapidly into her, rapidly drawing him to a climax as well.

"AHHH!! APPLEJA--AHH!"

With a mighty spasm, his penis began pumping massive volumes of cum deep into his lover, filling her with his seed. Their juices mixed and nearly shoved his penis out of her, as the slick and fluid-filled tunnel further loaded with semen and her fluids. Both ponies nearly collapsed as their spasms drained all their energy - Gale's penis slid out of Applejack's vagina as ejaculation began to subside, a waterfall of love fluids spilling out of her well-worn tunnel onto the ground. Everything was a mess. A beautiful mess!

Shortly, both ponies dropped to their haunches and just stared into the other's eyes, panting and heaving, their faces beet red at the act they had committed.

"I... I think I... love y-" both ponies exclaimed at once, their timing shocking both.

"Ah can't believe ah'm - ah can't... Ahhhhh!" Applejack threw herself at Gale, again embracing him in a kiss befitting the bold and energetic mare, their eyes closing in passion and a whirlwind of emotion.

Chapter Two - Original [WARNING]

THIS IS THE ORIGINAL SECOND CHAPTER. IT CONTAINS FUTA AND OTHER FETISHES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

While this act lasted, seemingly forever, the landscape changed once again, at once and yet imperceptibly slowly. When they opened their eyes, they were in what seemed to be a starry void, nearly suspended over countless stars and the wonders of the universe - as if their own bodies were planetary bodies floating through the dark endless.

"Where... what are we..."

Gale's seated position offered a decent look at Applejack's teats, located between her back legs, and he suddenly noticed a change occurring. The mare obviously noticed it too, her face flushing red and her legs scrambling to make way for whatever was happening.

In suspension, as if gravity itself had conspired to make the next act as effective as it could be, a bulge developed below AJ's nethers. As the two watched in disbelief, a pair of testicles began to descend, and a sheath formed out of a flap of skin below Applejack's rear legs. The mare was developing organs more generally assigned to stallions - and quickly at that!

"Ah... ah don't even... whah?"

In a matter of moments, the transition was complete, and the floating sensation died down at the same time that the background faded to another. The two found themselves in another room, this time slightly more well-lit, with  large wall mirrors and a comfortable mattress in the floor. There didn't seem to be a door.

The two stared in disbelief. As if things weren't already bizarre enough, now this. But Gale was perhaps less surprised - the universe seemed to be granting him his wishes.

Both ponies turned their sights to the new development - Applejack's fancy new organs, tucked neatly between her legs. She didn't really know what to think, or whether to be horrified or excited.

"Uhm... what just happened?"

"You... you just grew a pair... literally!"

She chuckled, nervously, still staring at her new parts. Not easy to see from her perspective, but her neck was flexible enough.

"And I'm gonna show you how to use 'em!"

Applejack gasped. What on earth did the crazy stallion have in mind?!

"Oh, don't worry, my apple-flanked filly, we're gonna show you EVERYTHING."

Applejack's eyes went wide as she felt a tingling in her lower parts. Blood seemed to be rushing toward her nethers, but not the usual location. This time, it began to flow into a new part. An unexpected and new feeling filled her, the sensation of her new organ slowly being filled. The confusion only seemed to heighten her excitement and they both watched as her new part extended rather rapidly. Gale's impressive stallionhood joined in on the action, and rapidly stood to attention, ready for action. Any kind of action, really!

"Are y'all sure ya... whoa... um..."

"Well, I'm a little less confused now, let's just say I finally know what we're doing."

Hesitantly, Applejack replied, "Err... well would ya let me on on that secret then? I ain't got a clue what's happenin'!"

Gale smiled. Oh, the plans he had. "Well I know by now we're in MY dream, or imagination, or whatever this is, and I kind of imagined the best thing ever to be like this."

Applejack looked at him, cocked her head, and drew a blank stare. "Like... this? What's... this, exactly?"

"It's a long and complicated thing to explain but, erm, fetishes pretty much."

"Fetishes?" Her eyes glowed. "Ah! I know what yer thinkin' now. Yer kink, eh?"

"Err, yes? Pretty much, yeah."

"Ah. I gotcha." She gave Gale a devious smirk. "Well, seein' as yer gettin' your way with this whole dream thing, wanna help me out with some of mah own kinks?"

A bit surprised by her rapid demeanor change, and the fact that she seemed okay with the fact that she suddenly had a large erect penis attached to her crotch, he nevertheless replied "Err, yeah, definitely!"

"Woo hoo!" She reared, letting her new appendage wave in the air. "Time's a wastin'! We gotta get this thing some action 'fore it starts goin' down, so..." She drew a very lusty smirk and muttered, "...let's get it UP."

"Don't have to tell me twice!"

Gale pounced on Applejack, somehow avoiding bending either's erect member uncomfortably as they both hit the ground on their side. Shafts touched as their mouths did, enjoying a third sultry kiss. He was getting good at this. Maybe they'd try for a fourth later? But there was more than kissing to accomplish now. They were gonna explore everything. And yes, I do mean just about everything, about each other's bodies. At least in THAT sense.

A moment of pause. What to do? Whose what to put where? And which to do first?

Time to fumble around and figure that out!

"Hey AJ, what's your favourite number?"

"Don't use yer fancy mathemati- only kiddin'! Ha ha!" She chortled. "Ah, I dunno, how 'bout... a lil' number I like to call..."

"... sixty-nine?" They both said in unison.

And with that, both knew what they were to do.

"Well if we're gonna use these to fill some holes, we're gonna wanna make sure they're nice an' slick so they'll slide right in, so ah think this'll work out jus' perfectly!"

Gale's smile grew - they both had the same idea and order of operation in mind. This was going to be a lifetime dream come true, and they were both going to be so sore and happy from putting everything everywhere by the time this was over that they couldn't think straight.

Shifting around, they rotated so that each faced the other's crotch the best they could, laying on the mattress. Due to pony anatomy, it was quite difficult to bend the right way so as to be in a prime position for taking each others' members in their throats, but the mirrors helped them to see every little detail of what was going on in the other's field of vision. This also would allow each to watch the other in the midst of their act - a sensory feast!

"Let's be sure to get yers good'n slick, cuz mah kink is gonna get it a lil' dirty!" She licked the tip of Gale's cock. AH! What a sensation! Her member, pointed at his snout, jerked slightly at her own excitement. Gale prepared himself, not entirely sure how AJ would react to the act to come, but hopefully, 'come' would be a part of both their acts.

Gale took the end of her member in his mouth the best he could from the angle they were working with. Applejack's whole body shuddered and she gasped loudly - a sudden rush of euphoria like she had never experienced. He ejected her moistened tip, now glistening with precum, and asked the stunned mare, "How do you like THEM apples?"

"Ah... ah... ah know that ah... wantcha to do it again."

She wiggled her lower body so that the tip of her cock bumped against his nose. Needing little more incentive, he took her shaft as deep as he could into his throat as she returned the favor in near perfect symmetry. His tongue worked the shaft, trying to return the pleasure she had shown him in their first encounter - and the pleasure she was trying to give him now, though her jaw was quivering from the sensations on her new organ.

"Ahh!! Slow down a lil', Gale! Ah wanted tah- AH!"

No such luck. He was gonna get the upper hand this time - he was gonna make sure she came first. He intensified his efforts, bobbing and licking and doing all he could to make her finish before he did. Although, in his haste to finish her, his own excitement was reaching peak as well.

"AHHHH!"

With little warning and no time to react, Applejack's rod erupted, sending pulses of hot seed everywhere. It tasted remarkably of apple pie. Gale came as well, geysers of semen spraying through the air as Applejack's head flew up in orgasmic bliss.

Both ponies were pretty much covered in genetic material, matting their hair and staining the mattress below. Both wide-eyed participants of the act sat panting, in awe.

"Ah... wow. Ah don't think ah've ever..."

The two stared at each other, watching their respective members deflate in between acts, before being once again aroused shortly thereafter by the sight of all the mess they had just made lying about.

Standing again, with his very busy penis standing erect once more, Gale purred "Time for round two, AJ?"

"Ah'm ready for anythin', really." She stood, raised her left forehoof, licking a glob of semen off it, and motioning Gale to turn around. He hastily complied.

What's she doing with that glob of semen on her tongue? Surely she's not about to...

OH LORD.

His tail involuntarily flailed as she coated his anus with gathered globs of semen... with her mouth. That was new.

"Well pardner," she said, swallowing the rest, "ya didn't let me finish slickin' ya up, but ah wanna make sure ah'm good an' ready for MAH entry."

Gale braced himself, knowing well what was going to happen - and with a beautiful mare like Applejack standing behind him, he was totally okay with it.

He dug his hooves into the mattress the best he could as Applejack climbed atop him. "Ah'm gonna have a bit tougher a time linin' up than you did, cuz yer a lot more used to havin' one of these than I am, so... Ah! Here we go!"

Gale gritted his teeth as Applejack entered. She wasn't nearly as big as he was, but it was still a ridiculously tight fit in a hole not accustomed to this kind of activity. But this was Applejack's shaft - pleasure in pain.

"Ahhh! Yes, you... got it in. Wow. Take it easy!"

"Don't ya worry, ah'm not gonna hurt ya any more than I hafta."

She slowly pressed in, well-lubricated by the combination of the fluids slathered on her penis and on the outside of his anus. Though the entry was quite painful, the thought of the situation unfolding made Gale's penis involuntarily jerk, slapping against his belly.

"WOW. Tha... tha... YES."

Stallions are able to masturbate by pressing their erect member against their belly, something Gale learned quite by accident. But he would certainly make use of this fact. As Applejack very slowly inched into his puckered entry, he pressed his rock-hard penis against his stomach, doubling his pleasure.

And then she hit... that spot.

That spot, deep within, that an intruding penis presses against the prostate in the stallion. That sweet spot combined with all the other actions going on. There was no way Gale could hold it in - not when there was that much pleasure shooting through his every nerve.

"AHHHHH!!! YES!!!! AHHH!!"

He clenched in pleasure, nearing orgasm, tightening the grip on Applejack's own member lodged inside him. They both climaxed simultaneously, his seed spraying the ground under him and his stomach in forceful jets, hers filling him.

And then the afterglow. After a few breathless minutes of Applejack lying atop her partner, her penis shriveling and retracting back into her sheath, the mare slid off and shook her head.

"Ah never thought ah'd get to do THAT."

"I... didn't think I'd ever have that happen. But with you, my dear, anything goes."

The two smiled at each other. Applejack, especially, as she noticed Gale's penis was once again becoming erect after a very short refractory period.

"Ah wonder... are ya worn out, or do yah wanna help me with mah kink real quick?"

"Worn out? Never. Ohh, never."

With a gleeful smile, Applejack started to present herself to him, but then stopped and cocked her head. "Uh, Gale? Ya wanna slick up fer this? I like it rough, but yer gonna wanna be able to slide, so..."

With only a small nod as an answer, Applejack took the initiative, and guided his cock into her mouth. She licked it thoroughly and ensured it was rather wet. As he began to involuntarily thrust lightly at her face in pleasure, she stopped and pulled his member out.

"Don't get too excited, yah still gotta help me out." She grinned, then again presented herself, bracing her hind legs and kneeling on her forelegs. "Ah have a fire in mah flank, and I need yah to put it out with yer fire hose. Use the back entrance." Corny, but enough to elicit a laugh from both.

Lining himself up, with his heart pounding wildly, Gale lined his moistened member up to her glorious pucker, her tail lifting to exposing its virgin beauty, shortly to be ravaged by insatiable lust.

"Ah don't wantcha to tear anythin', but ah don't wantcha to take it too easy either. Ah wantcha to give it all yah got, fill me with yer spunk, an' don't hold back!"

Gale immediately took the plunge - only to stop right at the tip. He would make her beg a bit, as much as he and his throbbing penis wished to move on to the next step immediately.

"Stick it in there pardner!"

"I dunno about this, let me think."

"Not today, sugarcube!" With a grunt, Applejack shifted her weight to her front legs and gave a mighty shove, her athletic body easily overpowering the unsuspecting Gale's hovering hesitation. With a light slurping noise, his member was forced into her anus. Both ponies gasped in shock and pleasure.

"AHHHH!! OH YES!"

Applejack's long-held anal fantasy suddenly coming true, she came immediately, shooting her wad on the ground below, and onto her chin. Immediately, she went red-faced.

"Ahh, ah'm sorry! Ah got real excited an'... hah, ah'm not used to..."

"Oh don't worry, we're not done yet!" Gale's member still lodged in the entrance to her still-clenching ass as her orgasm subsided, he gave another shove.

"AHHH!"

"We still got a fire to put out, apple butt!" Gale laughed madly, pleasure wracking his mind and spirit. She was so TIGHT! And she was loving it!

Gale firmly yet carefully prodded deeper, exploring her upper entrance, filling her rectum with his fleshy rod. He slowly worked it in and out, trying to explore every inch he could reach without damaging her gentle walls. He had no idea how he was able to fit into her ass - a place so tight, so unimaginably hot and moist that her vagina almost seemed loose - but he had penetrated as far into it as he safely could, swallowing up nearly three quarters of his penis. He took it slowly so that he would last longer, preparing her for another orgasm. She had already been building to a second one, her fantasies streaming through her head; his fantasies, needless to say, were being satisfied.

After what seemed like blissful hours, but in reality probably took no more than a few minutes, he felt his own climax brewing. She too started clenching and shuddering, closing in on her own. He felt pressure build up in his cock, and with a great moan, exploded into her anus. The extremely warm, filling sensation suddenly present in her butt caused her to climax as well, the two spilling their respective sperm simultaneously.

The two rested. It was odd, really - one minute they were whispering sweet nothings, with Gale still atop Applejack with his deflating penis still in her ass, and the next, as if a smooth seamless transition, they were asleep, side by side, on an unknown bed. After the most satisfying sleep he had ever been granted, he awoke, alone, in a seemingly familiar bed.

"Oh my god, that was THE MOST AWESOME DREAM EVER. Holy. Wow." Julian closed his eyes and stretched his hooves, ready to start the...

"Hooves?"

A knock at the door shook him out of confusion. In came a familiar, and sweaty, orange pony, who trotted up to his bed.

"Hey there sugarcube! Whoo-WEE, that was an AWESOME time we had! I can't WAIT to do it again sometime, hon!" She licked him on his cheek and winked. "Ah gotta introduce ya to my friends sometime, I'm sure they're just dyin' fer some fun too! But ah got chores to do! See ya tonight!" She giggled and left the room, flashing her tail seductively, with sticky remnants of their tryst still running down her flanks.

He looked around. He wasn't in New Mexico anymore, Toto, this was a place he'd only seen on cartoons. This was Ponyville. And catching a glimpse of a mirror on the wall, he saw not a human sitting up in bed, but a blue stallion with long hair covered in sweat and cum.

"How did... am I..."

And that was the beginning of Julian's new exciting life, in Equestria.