To Mom and Dad

To make a long story short, I'll be staying in Equestria for a while to sort some things out. It is the epitome of relaxation, and it's always quite in this village I'm staying at. I be...

Writer's block. You couldn't simply just call somebody from Equestria to Earth because the call couldn't travel through dimensions... Yet. Nate's cellphone was rendered pretty much useless. Although some people predicted that tablet sized phones for ponies might be shipped to Equestria some time in the future. His only option was to send a letter.

I'll finish it once I get back.

He squirted some gel onto his palm and then combed it through his hair. He was wearing a lime green golf shirt and tan formal pants. He had just gotten out of the shower, and put on a puff of cologne. He'd promised his best friend that he'd at least attempt to apply for one of the most important (Or at least one of the most magnified) job in the town.

The door opened behind him. "Almost ready?" Asked Wes, who had way more confidence about the whole thing than Nate.

"Yep."

"I'll be downstairs." He said before closing the door.

Normally, somebody would be nervous as hell about something about this, which Nate was to some degree, but he had something else that was on his mind that blocked out the thought of the interview. Which would be his upcoming date with Milky. As every day passed, he got more excited and his desires grew stronger. When he first saw her, she was beautiful. He now freely admits that to himself. But if that wasn't enough, she had a set of breasts even bigger than most human females. It was fascinating, strange, and awesome at the same time, but that ignorant half of his brain still loathed her all together.

He picked up his watch and snipped it onto his wrist. After opening the door, he headed down the corridor and down the stairs. "Come on," Wes said, opening up the main door and holding it for him.

They both walked to the palace which they visited the day that he met Milky. The decorating was in almost in perfect symmetry to the left and right. Two guards stood stiff next to the huge, open door. "Stay behind me." Wes ordered. He walked up to one of the guards who eyeballed him as well as probably anybody who walked by. "He's here for the job."

The guard looked over to Nate, while the other one looked straight into space. "Him?" He asked in a gruff voice.

"Yes.. Him."

He smirked which surprised Nate, he thought they were supposed to be serious. "Go along then." He said, pointing to him. "You stay here." He indicated to Wes.

Wes nodded and waved to Nate one last time before turning away and walking to a bench. That was the last he saw before the guard stepped in front of his view. "Take a left to the second door on the left."

He nodded to him with a smile and obeyed. When he opened the door, a few eyes drifted up towards him, but quickly went back to where they were. Most of the ponies were working on a worksheet. No humans had the nerve to show up apparently. He walked up through the center to a counter. A mare with curly hair and glassed sat behind it on a stool.

"I'm here for the- To apply for the job." He said sheepishly.

She looked up at him unenthusiastically and took a breath. "Okay, just take one of these sheets, a pen, and go sit somewhere" She said, sliding a paper over to him.

"Thanks." He picked up the paper and a pencil from the cup and headed over to a free chair.

The fist question asked what his race was. The possible answers were Unicorn, Pegasus, Earth Pony, or other. He selected the only one that could possibly suite him. He looked around the room. Less ponies showed up that he had expected. He looked back down at the sheet and moved onto the following questions.

He got through most of the questions easily. There was only one that he didn't feel comfortable with, because he had to lie a bit to answer it. The question was, "Why do you want this job?" Obviously the only reason he was applying was because his friend wanted him to. But he couldn't answer that, so he told the truth, but sprinkled a little bit of bullshit here and there. He signed the paper at the bottom and gave it to the secretary.

Now came the waiting. Since he was one of the last to finish, he would without a doubt be one of the last to be interviewed. He noticed that the layout of the whole system was similar to the way an Earth hospital patient system was designed. Four different ponies took in one for each of them so they could get it over with faster. It was eventually narrowed down to him and a pony who was still working on the application. He couldn't help but feel a little bit bad for him. He got up from the table with the paper in his mouth and placed it back on the counter like Nate did.

Once he sat down, all was silent. Before, they had the noise of his pencil scribbling around, but now everything was dead until the next occasional door opening with one of the ponies exiting from the interview.

Nate tried to read a magazine to keep his boredom at bay, but he just couldn't get into it so he gently set it back down on the table.

"You nervous?" Said the pony behind him. His fur was dark, which made his pearly white teeth the most noticeable feature on his body.

He didn't say anything at first, thinking over his answer. "Yes."

"I'm surprised that a human was brave enough to come here."

He chortled lightly, "That's why I was nervous once I saw there were no other humans here." The pony smiled, and then there was silence. In attempt to continue to conversation he asked, "Do you live here?"

He had his eyes to the ground. "Lived here for a few years. Did you move here?"

"Yeah." He said, taking a pause. Oh, so now I'm moving here? "I came here a few days ago. My buddy asked me to apply for this; I don't know why he's so confident in me." The pony simply smiled.

"Nathan R-.... Strange name... Oh... he's a human..." Said a female pony, hovering a sheet of paper in front of her.

"What's your name?" Nate asked, putting his hand out for the male pony.

He smiled. "I'm Dusk." He slowly placed his hoof in his hand, not used to human culture. Nate shook it gently, and he continued to grin. Meanwhile, the mare at the door cleared her throat arrogantly.

"I'm Nate. Be seeing you, Dusk." He didn't feel the need to give his last name because how many Nates could there honestly be in Trottingham? He continued to the mare who escorted him to the room. A glow of magic layered over a door handle he watched as it seemingly turned on its own and the door lightly swung open.

He took a step into the empty room with a single table, and two stools. She trotted over to the stool on the other side of the table. Her thick rump bobbed up and down in rhythm with every step. It looked perfect and blended in amazingly into her backside.... These thoughts again.... At least think of Milky, and not this stranger that you've never met.There were no windows in the room, and it was extremely small. Nate couldn't help but wonder what this room was used for when the palace wasn't looking for a new butler: or valet, as they like to call it.

"How are you, Nathan?" She said, smiling. "I'm intrigued to see a human here. Smart, if you ask me. Especially when the new Prince is looking to unify us."

He smiled back, trying to impress her. "Yeah, I heard a lot about him, sounds like a great guy, er- stallion." She looked down at a folder, still grinning.

"So I have all of your paperwork here. I just need to ask you a few questions."

My... Paperwork? I don't remember sending anything in.... Wes must have... Why is he so confident that I'm right for this? It's starting to get irrational.

"Okay, fire away."

"Like your enthusiasm." She said, clearing her throat. She started off simple, and asked the exact question that he had been rattling around in his head. "Why did you decide to apply for the job?"

(Because my best friend forced me to.) "Well... I needed a fresh start, and I admire your kind. I thought I might have a chance, especially when some of my friend(s) thought I might do a good job at it."

"Mkay..." She said, looking back down at a sheet of paper. "Are you naturalized?"

"Naturalized?"

"When you moved down here, did you go through the naturalization process?"

Shit... "Soon, I haven't met the time requirements yet."

"Okay.. Are you good at keeping your peace? In other words... If the prince were to be having an important meeting, and you were serving the party, can you be silent?"

This was a question that he was waiting for, one that he could blow through. He had to present it well though, he's been doing a good job at that so far. Okay, confidence, but no cockiness. He chuckled in a friendly manor. "Yes, in fact I get a lot that I'm extremely quite, which is part of why I'm a bit nervous."

It worked wonderfully. She smiled. "Don't worry, it will be over before you know it. But I trust that you can speak up and get to the point quickly when the prince talks to you?"

"Of course." He hadn't thought about the prince actually addressing him specifically. He was sure that it would have to happen eventually, but it was as if his brain was putting it off, as if it wasn't important. That fact made him feel unprepared, and more nervous.

She asked a few more general questions, but he didn't see how the information from the questions benefited them at all. They didn't even ask for any background questions. Was Equestria really such of a friendly of a society that they simply trusted everybody?

"And... That should be it! We'll notify you within the next month! Good luck!"

But he was unsatisfied. Not that his performance was bad. In fact, he thought he did a damn good job with it. What confused him was how she didn't ask anything like his past experiences, or where he graduated. Surely that had to be essential information.

"R-Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, you're free to go."

"Thank you." He said, putting on his best grin, and getting out of his chair to open the door. When he got back to the entrance, he noticed that Dusk was gone. He expected that he was probably being interviewed right now. It almost disappointed him that he couldn't say a last word to him since he was so friendly. He walked back out to the main door, which the guards now had propped open with one of their spears lodged between the top of the door and the frame.

In the courtyard, Wes sat down on a bench, now with a coffee which he picked up when Nate was getting interviewed. He looked with his lips still to the coffee.

"Hi." Nate asked.

"Hey, how'd you do?"

"I think I did good for my standards."

He chuckled, "Let's go back."

"Okay." He said as they began to walk in the direction. Then he remembered something. "Actually, I'm just going to stop at your house for a second. I have to be somewhere."

"Really? Where?"

"I just haven't had my space since I came to Equestria. You of all people should know I like being alone."

"Okay, that's fine."

Knock Knock....

He could hear a few rumbles behind the door, only to imagine what was happening behind it. The door slowly opened to a narrow slit. Through it, he could see those gorgeous emerald eyes he could never forget.

The door closed again, and he could hear the lock rattling around behind it. Once it slid into place, she pushed the door open with force.

"Natey!" Milky giggled in her adorable accent. "You remembered!"

I have a new nickname now, apparently. Cute. "I couldn't forget about it even if I tried." He laughed. He took the time to look at her. Her vibrant, blue mane was similar to the day before, except a bit more frazzled. It was... sexy.

"Please! Come in." She stepped aside to let him walk past her. She shut the door on his way in. "Sit down." He obeyed and fell down onto the leather couch. She wasn't wearing any fancy clothes today. No, just what every pony wore: nothing. He tried to sneak a few peeks at her gorgeous breasts which hung about five inches above ground. He forced himself to think of something else, like the cottage. Scanning around the room, it was just a simple and cozy little home. Home... The word up until now felt foreign to him, at least in Equestria. But, for some reason, it felt like he was being drawled to this place, like it was truly home.

He heard an annoying wheeze, which pissed him off until he realized what it was. It was water being boiled in a kettle on a stove. Tea. Even their culture was similar to their British counterpart. Not watching, but listening, he could hear the water being poured into two mugs, and her putting the teabags into them. She brought them over one at a time in her mouth. He felt a bit apologetic about making her do double the work, especially when he had hands. But, she didn't look like she minded.

"Thank you."

"Just let it sit for a second, then take the bag out." She told him before jumping up on the couch and sitting down.

Trying to make conversation, he said the first thing that came to mind. "You look nice." He didn't feel any need to hide his feelings to her.

She smiled. "So do you. You even dressed nice..." She said while looking down at his clothes. He still had the clothes on from the interview, which was already relatively formal. She signaled that the tea was ready by pulling her bag out of the mug and onto a plate. He did the same, and they both drank together. She didn't tell him yet that she had her special ingredient in it: her milk.

"This is really good, Milky." He said, smiling at her with the mug in his hand. She smiled back and took another sip from hers "S-So... How was your day?"

She looked up from her mug. Since she didn't have hands, she has holding it between her two hooves. "Oh... It was nice. At least as nice as any old typical day can be." She took another sip of her tea, moistening her lips and the fur around it. Nate had a sudden desire to kiss her. "I got up early, slept in for a while, then forced myself up and into a warm bath....-" The image of her, naked, laying in a bathtub caressing her breasts with water and soap came into his mind. "-I milked myself and then headed over to my baking class."

"You want to bake?"

"Yes... My mom was a fantastic baker, but she never taught me how. I usually sell my milk, which is pretty decent, but I want to do more."

He found it a bit hard to believe that one mare could produce enough milk to make a living off of.

"Anyway, how was your day?"

He set his tea down to buy him a few seconds. "Well, I didn't do much except attend a job interview..."

"How did you do?"

"For somebody like me, I think I did a good job."

She smiled and scooted a few inches closer to him. Luckily she didn't ask him what he wanted to do. She lifted up his arm and put it so it rested on her backside. She put her head on his chest and shoulder. She felt nice and warm, and her soft, creamy fur pressed up against his skin. "What do you want to do today? We have a date, don't we."

"Heh, guess we should've planned it in advance."

"Yeah," She giggled.

"Well, I don't know any good places around here, aside from the Drunken Dragon, so you should pick."

"We could always just stay here."

"Okay!" He said without thinking and with more excitement than he intended.

"Do you want to watch a movie together?"

"Sounds good, but once again, I don't know any Equestrian movies, so you pick."

"Okay, I'll also make popcorn!" She said, clapping her hooves together."

She spent a lot of time choosing a movie that he would like, and not that she would. Then again, she had no idea what his tastes in movies were. So she just guessed and picked out a super hero movie: The Amazing Spidermare. Once she slipped it in to the player, she went back to her original position, under his arm.

Although he ended up liking the movie, it was a secondary concern. His primary was focusing on her. Her mane was pouring onto him. And her breasts... Damn. They were perfect, she was giving him a perfect view of them. He wandered to himself if she noticed him staring at them. Occasionally they made eye contact, every time they smiled at each other.

Near the end of the movie, Milky stopped and cradled her breasts in her forelegs. "I'll be right back..." She said. He had seen that look in her eyes before. Just before she needed to be milked. He didn't want to just leave her there, so he fiddled with the remote until he found the pause button as they had different symbols than his memory.

She closed the door hastily so it ended up slamming lightly. He opened the door to see her standing on two legs, balancing on a small machine. Her nipples were covered by a rubbery suction cup. "Oh... Nathan... Why did you follow me?" She asked, her cheeks reddening.

He looked at her and the machine, thinking of something to say. "Y-You don't need that machine...."

She looked at him, still in that awkward position. She pushed her self off and landed on four hooves. "What are you saying?"

His eyes were locked onto her mammaries. "I'll do it for you, probably faster than that thing." Please...

She stared blankly. "Okay..." He noticed a bucket where her milk was dispensed. He pulled it out and put it under her boobs. Her breasts were too big, so they were touching the top of the inside of the bucket.

"Try to relax." He said, putting both hands on both of her breasts. He wandered who would enjoy this more. He pulled down lightly on one nipple, and a strand of milk squirted from it, wetting his hands again. He did this to the other one and did it evenly one after the other, like a cow.

He truly was amazed at how much of the bucket was full, he almost thought that he would need to fetch another one. The milk nearly came up to her nipples. She moaned softly like before after every last bit of milk was forced out of her. Just when she was about to run dry, his elbow bumped against something, it hurt him. He was stiff. Oh shit... Fuck fuck.... His erection poked out of his pants, extremely noticeable. What had he learned about getting rid of unwanted erections? If you flex any muscle, it will shrink, so he did.

"That felt... So much better than the machine.... Thank you." She laughed, genuinely thankful. She was going do see him exposed, he had to distract her. The first idea popped into his mind, and it was far better than the other option, so he put the bucket aside, picked up Milky, getting a giggle out of her. There, in his arms, he kissed her.

Milky's eyes lit up, as well as squealing through the kiss. Eventually her eyes closed and she relaxed. Counter productively, his cock was even harder now. His tongue pressed against hers, playing with each other. Their lips sucking upon each other. He bit her lip down as he slammed her into a door.

"Oh fuck... Milky, please let me do this...." He pleaded.

"I... I can't..."

"Please, Milky..." He began to unzip his pants and they fell to the ground.

"Okay...." He took out his shaft and forced it into her vagina. "Oh Celestia!!!" She nearly screamed. A few forgotten dripples of milk moistened the fur around her breast area, and began to coat his stomach and pelvis. After fucking her a few times on the door, he asked her, "You got a bedroom?"

"I... Yes... Down the hallway, to the right."

With his cock still inside of her sparkling sex, he waddled over to her room and hastily opened the door. The through her down onto the bed. She got in position on her back with her tits fully exposed. He nearly ripped off his shirt when taking it off and threw it on the ground. He jumped on the bed and crawled on top of her, cupping both breasts in his hands. He quickly sucking on both of them, not leaving them without some affection. She looked into his eyes as if scared, but he didn't care. He grabbed her shoulders, and stuck her length back inside of her. Slamming against it, she sighed loudly, each time it went deeper into herself. Nate leaned down, with his stomach pressed up against her globes. He forced it in and out of her sex, staring dead into her eyes.

He felt as if he was being too much of an alpha male, so he turned over on his back with her on top of him. She put her hooves on his chest and began to do similar motions as him. He slid both of his hands to hold her breasts in his hands. The feel of them and how squishy combined with the short fur felt amazing.

With his left hand, he put it around her back and forced both of them on their sides. Her right hind leg rested on top of his, seeing her rump, (Which was almost as beautiful as her tits) he just had to have it. He smacked it with his palm, causing her to squeal once again and felt all around it like with her breasts.

He felt the pressure inside of him beginning to build up. He felt the need to tell her, in case she didn't want him to cum inside of her. "I'm almost done..." He asked. She was simply in awe, and didn't want to respond. She moaned several times, each time building up louder at a climax, and then softening down, she came. Her juices coated his erection and her already-wet fur.

He put her hand on the back of her head, holding in the extreme desire to scream. This was his woman, he was going to claim her. He stared into her eyes, as she stared back, not blinking once as he blasted and pumped his cum deep into her womb. Pulling it out a few seconds later, a bit of what was left of him, was emptied onto her crotch and tits.

They laid there for longer than they could count. In the same position, his hand resting gently around her neck and under her mane, and her leg rubbing on top of his. They're eyes were both closed, he was the first one to open his. He brought his hand down to caress her cheek. She soon opened her eyes.

"I guess I'll go take a shower... If that's fine with you."

"....Go ahead..." She said in a soft voice. He kissed her on her forehead and gently freed himself from her grasp. Since ponies didn't sweat, they didn't smell horrible after physical exertion.

Milky hadn't moved an inch. She had the covers pulled up over her muzzle. He looked over to the window, and saw the moon high in the sky. A lot later than he expected. He closed the blinds on the window and headed over to the bed. He pulled the covers, with a grin on his face, ready to see Milky. But, he was shocked when he saw her. Her hooves were covering her nearly closed eyes, and they were dampened with her tears.

He couldn't think of anything to say except for, "M-Milky... I'm sorry, did I- Did I hurt you?"

She looked up at him with red eyes. She forced a smile. "No, just a bad dream- er memory..."

He looked at her for a while, as if suspecting that she wasn't telling him something, which was probably the case. But, maybe that was best left alone for now. He smiled at her, and twirled a hair of her mane in his fingers. "Mind if I stay here? I don't feel like going home."

"-Sure."

He turned the light on the stand out, and then crawled next to her, to feel the warmth of her doing a better job than the blankets. She thankfully wasn't mad at him, and rested her head down on his chest. She took a deep breath as he wrapped his arm around her.

Minutes passed, and he was still wide awake. Something was keeping him up: the fact that Milky was fast asleep in his arms, as close as possible to each other. They were different animals, not even from the same world, and they were having romantic relationships.

He loved her.

His eyes shot open as this revelation dawned on him. He loved her. He had to protect her, get to know her, be with her.... But he didn't know anything about her. He was taking it too fast. If they went through life together like this, they might hate each other in the future. He still had plenty of time to get to know her. He'll plan out his day, starting with finishing the letter to his parents. Besides, in regards to him staying in Equestria, Hearth's Warming is in a few months.

Author's Note

Hope you guys enjoyed that sex scene <3