The mood around the house had improved immensely since Princess Luna had visited me in my dream. Over the last two days, Dinky had returned to her usual, happy self, laughing, smiling, no longer sitting gloomily by the window. And who could blame her for being so happy; her mother, who had been away for over a week, was going to be coming home soon. Even I found that I couldn’t stop smiling. And why should I have? For the first time since before I signed my divorce papers, I was in love, and I couldn't wait for Derpy to get home so I could tell her.

Since Luna hadn't given me a specific day when Derpy would be home, Dinky and I decided to just go to the park each day to wait for her for a bit. Neither of us were discouraged when we didn't see her flying over the Everfree Forest; we knew she was safe, and we were going to see her again.

It wasn't until Wednesday night that Derpy finally came home. It was late. I had let Dinky stay up for a bit to wait for her mother, but the poor little filly's head had begun to nod, heavy with sleep, around nine o'clock, so I carried her upstairs, tucked her into bed, and read her her favorite book. Just as she was drifting off to sleep, I closed the book, kissed her on the forehead, and wished her goodnight, to which she replied with a mumbled "goodnight, daddy." Hearing Dinky call me daddy no longer surprised me like it had the first time; ever since that morning, it had been nothing but "thanks daddy," or "read me a bedtime story, daddy," or "could you help me with my homework, Daddy?" I guess it's official now, I would think, a big smile crossing my face.

Once I was sure that Dinky was sound asleep, I snuck out of her room back to my own, changed into my pajamas, and hunkered into my bed for a good night's rest.

I had just begun to drift off to sleep, when I heard the faint squeak of the staircase. I lay there, listening, wondering if what I had heard had been real, and not a trick of the mind. It wasn't; I could definitely hear someone slowly, and clumsily climbing the stairs. That’s strange, I thought, as whoever it was drew nearer, I didn’t even hear the front door open. That wasn’t even the strangest thing; I was in a world inhabited by ponies, whose hooves made a distinct clip-clopping sound, especially on hardwood floors. So how come the house was almost silent, except for the soft creaking of wood, which suddenly disappeared when whoever it was came to a stop outside my door?

Slowly, my door opened.

“Sam,” came a whisper, “are you awake?”

My heart began to race; I recognized that voice.

“Derpy,” I said, rising out of my bed. “Derpy, I-”

“No, stay there Sam.” There was a strange sense of excitement in her voice. “Just lie back down, and close your eyes; I have a surprise for you.”

“But Derpy, I-”

“Please do this for me, Sam. I don’t want you to spoil the surprise.”

All I wanted to do right then was to jump out of my bed, give Derpy a hug, and tell her that I loved her, and that I was sorry for being a jerk. But I did what I was told, and shut my eyes as I lay back down.

“Ok, my eyes are closed.”

I heard the door open a little more, and then close behind Derpy as she made her way towards my bed. With my eyes closed, I couldn’t see Derpy as she crossed the room, but I could hear that there was definitely something different with the way she walked. It almost sounded like she was walking (or at least trying to walk) on only two legs.

When Derpy finally reached my bed, I felt the mattress sink ever so slightly as she climbed up, and sat down in the space that I had made for her. Then she brought a hoof to my face and gently caressed my che - Wait a minute, that’s not a hoof.

My eyes shot open, and in the silvery light of the full, winter moon that shone through my window, I saw a woman about my age, wearing a simple white, sleeveless dress, sitting on the edge of my bed. Not a mare, but an actual, human woman.

“Surprise,” she said, giving me a shy smile.

“Sur...prise? Wha… who…” My eyes darted from the hand resting on her lap, up to her ample breasts, then to her face, which was half hidden behind a mess of long, blonde hair. I reached up, and brushed her bangs away; I needed to be sure of something. Sure enough, staring right back at me, still crossed, and still adorable, were those golden eyes. “Derpy?”

The woman’s smile grew, as she leaned down, and wrapped her arms around me.

“Yes, it’s me, Sam.”

“How did you-”

Derpy reached a hand down the front of her dress, and pulled out a small, silver, sapphire encrusted amulet that was attached to a long, silver chain that I hadn’t noticed until now.

“I don’t remember what Princess Celestia called it, but she told me that this necklace grants the wearer a wish. Just one wish. Since you said that you wouldn’t be able to love me if I was a pony, I decided to wish to become human just like you. So as long as I wear it I will be a human, and we can be together.”

So that's what she was doing in Canterlot, I thought. I was torn between feeling heart broken, and touched. On the one hand, I was sad that I had hurt Derpy enough that she thought that she had to change herself for me. On the other hand, Derpy cared about me so much that she was willing to go to extreme lengths just so we could be together. Needless to say, I knew that if I had been in the same position (and if I had known that such a thing existed) then I would have done the same.

“So tell me, Sam,” she said, rising from my bed, and doing a little twirl so I could get a better look at her, “am I pretty now?”

I had to admit, she was definitely attractive; Derpy’s new body was covered in smooth, porcelain skin, she had gorgeous curves, and her face was soft, and innocent. But still.

I sat up, took Derpy’s hand in mine, pulled her back towards me until she fell back onto the bed, and pressed my lips firmly against hers. Then I pulled away, and held her face tenderly in my hands.

“You were always pretty,” I said. “I was just too stupid to realize it before.”

Derpy's face went from confused, to shocked, to excited.

"Wait, you mean..."

"I love you, Derpy, no matter what you look like."

I could see Derpy's pale white skin turn pink behind my open fingers.

I brought her in for another kiss, this time allowing myself to be a little adventurous, and snaked my tongue between both our lips, and into Derpy's mouth. Derpy gave a happy sigh of approval, as our tongues danced together, then slowly climbed on top of the bed, brought her right leg over my waist, and straddled me.

“So do you wanna...you know?” She asked, giving me a sheepish, yet eager smile, which I happily returned, as I pulled her in close so we could continue our passionate kissing.

My hands began to slowly slide down her cheeks to her shoulders where they stopped when I felt the chain around her neck. I considered for a moment whether or not I should remove the amulet, return Derpy to her normal form, but something big, and soft pressed against my chest, making me stop. Suddenly my male instincts kicked in, and I instead hooked my thumbs around the straps of Derpy’s dress, and pulled them down her arms. Then my hands jumped to Derpy’s chest, and peeled away the thin, white fabric, releasing her large tits.

Derpy let out a soft, surprised moan, when I took a breast in each hand, and gave them a gentle squeeze. Damn these are soft, I thought, as I continued to massage her mammaries, eliciting more cries from Derpy.

It wasn’t long before Derpy had had enough of my playing; she pulled back, and I could see lust in her lopsided gaze. Her hands shot towards the bottom of my shirt, but just when her fingers were about to grip the fabric, they froze.

“Dumb fingers,” Derpy growled, as she struggled to get them to bend. “Sorry, I still have trouble with grabbing things sometimes.”

“Here, I can get it,” I said with a chuckle. But Derpy didn’t need my help; just as I had finished talking, her fingers wrapped themselves around the bottom of my shirt, and began tugging at it until it was finally lifted over my head and arms. She took a moment to study my body, carefully running her palms from my stomach to my chest.

“Feeling things with hands is so different than feeling with hooves; it’s kinda exciting, and...Whoa, what’s that poking me?” Derpy sat up a bit, and tore the blankets away so she could see what was going on down there. “Oh, that’s little Sam poking my rump, isn’t it?” Her curiosity peaked, Derpy turned around, and pulled my pajama pants and boxers down to get a good look at my erect manhood, leaving me with a perfect view of her rump, which from all her moving had begun to sneak out from under the hem of her dress.

“So this is what a human’s thingy looks like,” Derpy said, giving my member a gentle prod. “It looks so different from a stallion’s.”

“I hope that’s a good different,” I said, unable to take my eyes off of her beautifully round butt, which swayed hypnotically back and forth in front of me. Derpy’s response came in the form of a warm, wet lick from the base to the head of my dick. Good different it is then, I thought, as she proceeded to give my manhood a very thorough tongue bath. The more Derpy licked, the more her butt wiggled in my face.

I slipped my hands underneath her dress, and lifted it the rest of the way up her butt, revealing her beautiful pussy, already glistening with excitement. Deciding that Derpy shouldn’t be the only one to have all the fun, I extended my middle and index fingers, and drew them along her entrance, eliciting a series of giggles, and more booty shaking from the woman on top of me.

A sudden jolt shot up my body, as Derpy popped the tip of my penis into her mouth, and began lowering her head ever so slightly until she couldn’t go any further. Unfortunately she wasn’t angled correctly for her tongue to hit the sensitive spot on the underside of my dick, but she made up for it by allowing her teeth to very gently brush up against it as she began to bob her head up and down at a slow, even pace.

Damn, she’s good at that, I thought, as Derpy began to pick up speed. Not wanting to be outdone, I decided to introduce Derpy to something I was sure she’d never felt before. Carefully, I pushed my middle finger passed her lower lips, into her moist passage all the way up to my knuckle, and using the tip of my finger, stroked her warm insides.

My dick slid from Derpy’s mouth as she gasped in surprise.

“Wh-what the - Ahhh - hay are you - oooohh - doing back there?” Derpy cried, looking back at me, her face red, and her golden eyes looking a little glazed over.

I just placed the index finger of my free hand across my lips.

“Don’t be so noisy,” I teased, “you wouldn’t want to wake up Dinky, would you?” When I said ‘you’ I took my middle and ring fingers, and drove them hard, and deep into Derpy’s pussy. The poor, unsuspecting woman bit her bottom lip hard to keep herself from screaming. It wasn’t long before I felt Derpy’s lips around my cock again, as she used the rod to muffle her cries as I continued to pump my fingers, trading off between hard, fast pounding, and slowly dragging my fingertips along the walls of her pussy.

I began to feel a twinge at the base of my manhood; it had been more than two years since another person had touched me down there, and Derpy’s mouth felt soooo amazing, so I knew the first round was going to be over quickly. Not wanting to be the only one to get off, I slid my fingers out of Derpy’s vagina, and began licking away the juices that my teasing had produced. I was surprised by how good she tasted. Whenever I ate out my ex-wife, I always just put up with the taste, but with Derpy it was different; her juices had a hint of sweetness to them, almost like blueberries, that I was more than happy to lap away.

Another pleasant jolt told me that I was nearing my breaking point, so I turned my attention to Derpy’s clit, and began trading off between suckling it, and lightly flicking at it with my tongue. Suddenly Derpy’s body went rigid, and she cried out, as she came. Hard. I was met with a new rush of juices, which flooded out faster than I could lick them away. Then I felt her lips tighten around my dick.

“Derpy,” I moaned, “Derpy I’m almost there.” I expected her to pull away just my ex used to, but she didn’t. Instead, she used the adrenaline of her orgam to pick up speed.

Sure enough, seconds later, semen erupted from my dick, coating the inside of my lover’s mouth. With each shot, Derpy swallowed, making room for the next load until nothing more came out (which, because I’d been pent up for over a year, seemed to take forever). When she was sure that I was finally finished, she pulled up until I popped out of her mouth, leaned back, and gulped down what was left.

“Mmmm,” she hummed, as she crawled back around to the head of the bed, and cuddled up next to me. “You’re pretty tasty.”

“Speak for yourself,” I teased, my own mouth still filled with the lingering taste of blueberries. “Not gonna lie, but that. Was. Incredible.”

“I’ll say.” Derpy smiled, and took my hand in hers. “Who knew that something so small could feel soooooo good.”

“Well, uh, if you’re up for it, I could probably go another round; give you something a little bigger to try out.”

Derpy giggled, and playfully slapped at my chest.

“You’re pretty frisky.” Her smile began to fade a little. “Think you'll still be up for it when I'm a pony?”

I pulled Derpy in for a big hug.

“Derpy, I told you, I don’t care about that anymore. I love you, Derpy, and no rules from my old world are going to keep me from wanting to make love with my girl - no, my marefriend.”

For a second I thought Derpy was going to burst into tears of joy, but she didn’t; instead, she gave me the biggest smile I had ever seen, and planted a big, wet kiss on my lips. While she was close, I made to remove the amulet, figuring that if I was going to have sex with Derpy, I should have sex with the real Derpy, but just as I reached for it, my marefriend placed her hand back on mine, and moved it away.

“Take it off later,” she said. She sounded nervous, almost as if she believed that despite my words, I might change my mind about how I felt if I were to see her in her true form. I went to touch it again, but she slipped away, and gave me a playful wink, as she got back on her hands and knees, and turned around.

“Ready, when you are,” she teased, wiggling her glorious butt in my face again.

Despite the fact I thought that it was wrong, I wasn’t going to deny my marefriend what she wanted. Besides, it would be good to have one last romp with a human girl before I swore them off forever. I got up, slid Derpy’s dress the rest of the way off, and tossed it into the darkness of my room, before placing a hand on each cheek, and massaging them playfully; I didn’t usually like to start off with doggy style (it’s not that I didn’t mind it, but it just wasn’t all that intimate), but it was the position that Derpy was most accustomed to, so I was fine with it. Before I could even aline myself with Derpy’s slit properly, the mare backed up, sandwiching my cock between her two, soft buttocks; she was too excited to wait. Pulling back slightly, I grabbed hold of my dick, and rubbed it against her entrance, coating it in a nice layer of Derpy’s fluids. Then I lined up, and pushed forward so that the first couple of inches were inside.

“Ready?” I whispered, giving her left cheek a playful, yet firm slap, which caused Derpy to cry out.

Derpy looked back, and gave me a pleading look that told me that she couldn’t wait anymore. I smiled back at her, then grabbed hold of her hips, and thrust forward as hard as I could.

Damn, she’s tight, I thought, as the overwhelming heat, and vice like grip around my dick sent a powerful jolt of pure ecstasy coursing throughout my body. I had to take a moment to let my body relax before continuing, or I was going to blow my load right then and there. Derpy didn’t seem to mind; the minute I slammed into her, she buried her face in the pile of blankets at the foot of the bed, and let out a moan.

When the waves of pleasure finally died down, I drew back slowly, then plunged back in with so much force, that a ripple shot through her butt. This time the pleasant sensations were a little more dulled, and I felt safe enough to pick up a steady pace of slow, yet strong thrusts, each one eliciting increasingly louder (even through her mouthful of sheets) cries from Derpy. Soon she grew bolder, and began to meet each of my forward thrusts, with a backwards thrust of her own, filling the room, with the sounds of our combined moans, and loud, wet slaps, as sweat drenched flesh met sweat drenched flesh.

Eventually I had had enough of “Pony style,” so I decided to change things up; I slipped out of Derpy with an audible pop, then took a hold of her hand to lead her, as I lay back down on the bed, and indicated that I wanted her to mount me like she had earlier.

Derpy gave me a sly smile, as she looked down at me, and placed a hand firmly on my chest, while she used her other hand to line my cock up with her pussy.

“Oh wooooooooow,” she sighed, as she slowly sank down onto my dick, “I’ve - haah - never done it in this position before.” She said that, but she didn’t seem to need any instruction; Derpy planted both hands on my headboard for support, and slowly rose until just the head was still being held by her tight pussy. Then she sank down, and bit her lip to hold back the moan that wanted to escape. While she rode me with the vigor of a mare in heat, my hands shot back up to her breasts, which were bouncing around freely (and mesmerizingly) right in front of my face. One I kept in my hand and began to massage, the other I brought to my mouth, and playfully pinched her nipple between my teeth. Derpy didn’t even try to cover it up any more, and let out a low moan of pleasure. Soon, the hand that I had left on her breast, had found it’s way down the side of her slender body, and onto her plush rump. I had to admit, it felt absolutely amazing to have Derpy riding me with such earnest, trying her hardest to make me cum, but I had ulterior motives for getting Derpy in this position.

Without warning, I sat up, and wrapped my arms around Derpy, holding her in place.

“Sam, what’s-”

“I love you, Derpy,” I said, “I love you so much that I just have to do this.” I took one last look at Derpy’s human body, drenched in sweat, her beautiful breasts, squeezed between us, heaving up and down as she gasped for breath, then I grabbed hold of the amulet, and before Derpy could protest, I pulled the chain over her head, and threw it in the corner with her dress.

In the blink of an eye, the woman who had shown up in the middle of the night was gone, and in her place was the pony that I had fallen in love with.

“Why did you do that Sam?” Derpy asked, her lust filled face looking a little sad.

“Because,” I said, giving her an encouraging smile, “that human body you had was great, but this is the real you. This is the you that I love.” I couldn’t help but laugh sheepishly. “And if we’re gonna make love, then I want to make love with you like this.”

For a moment, Derpy just stared at me, stunned, but then she smiled, and wrapped her forelegs around me tightly. When her body moved, we both let out a sharp gasp as my dick shifted in her pussy.

“Should we keep going?” I asked.

Derpy’s only response was a long kiss, before she pushed me back on the mattress with such force, that I bounced off it with a loud “oof.”

“Oops, sorry,” Derpy said. But I didn’t care, I just wrapped my arms around Derpy’s long neck, and brought her mouth to mine, and kissed her.

Kissing Derpy as a pony wasn’t all that different than it was than when she was a human. Sure, her face was more elongated, but her lips were just as soft as they had been, and her tongue still matched mine perfectly, as the tangled together going from my mouth to her's.

Suddenly, I heard a loud unfurling sound, and opened my eyes to see Derpy’s wings begin flapping, lifting the mare on top of me off my dick, leaving just a few inches inside her. Then she stopped flapping, allowing herself to crash down on my pelvis. Both of us let out a simultaneous moan, as Derpy filled herself up with my manhood.

The first thing I noticed when I was once again buried in Derpy’s pussy, was that it wasn’t as tight as she had been when she was a human, nor was she as loose around me as I thought she would be, rather, her pussy hugged my cock snug enough to send just the right amount of pleasure to course up from the base of my penis, and throughout my entire body. Over and over again she lifted herself off of me, and sent herself crashing back down, hitting me with wave, after wave of pure ecstasy; I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer if she kept doing this. When she landed back on me one more time, I wrapped my arms tightly around her, and rolled her over so she was on her back.

I didn’t hold anything back; the minute we were in position, I began thrusting into her with all the strength I could muster, and with every thrust, I could feel the soft hairs of Derpy's belly tickling my stomach. Derpy’s passage began to grow slicker, hotter, and tighter with every passing second, and she wrapped all four legs around me tightly.

“Sam,” she cried, “I - uhnnn - I feel that funny - mmmmm - feeling in my tummy again.”

I just brought an arm behind Derpy’s head, and kissed her, somehow picking up speed with my thrusts. That did it; Derpy tightened around my rod, and I felt a flood of juices fill her, before leaking out onto her tail. I watched in amazement as her orgasm peaked, and her eyes suddenly straightened out for the first time since I had met her. So that’s her sex face, I thought with a bit of an internal chuckle. Surprisingly enough, I still had a little left in me, so I continued to plow into Derpy, as she rode out her orgasm, and into another one slightly weaker than the first.

“Derpy I’m...I’m-”

“Do it,” she panted, “fill my muffin.”

Five more thrusts, and I reached my limit; I let out a roar of satisfaction, buried myself as deep as I could inside of Derpy as I could go, and let loose shot after shot of semen into the mare’s waiting depths. Again, it didn’t seem like I was going to stop cumming; even though I’d reached orgasm just minutes before, it had still been more than a year since I’d allowed myself any form of relief, and I couldn’t lie, but it was the greatest feeling in the world to finally have that sort of release. Especially since it was Derpy who granted me such relief.

When I just couldn’t ejaculate anymore, my body went limp, and I plopped lifelessly on top of Derpy, and used what little strength I had left to roll off her and onto my side.

“Wow,” I gasped. That’s all I could say, my brain, along with the rest of my body was filled with a pleasant tingling sensation, as the last waves of my orgasm ebbed away.

Derpy rolled over to face me; she was smiling, and there were tears in her eyes.

“Thank you,” she said, wrapping her forelegs around me, and kissing me on the nose.

All I could do was hug her, and gently, rub her back, and yawn, as I felt myself drifting off to sleep.

“I love you, Derpy,” I muttered.

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

Soon we were sound asleep, both held tightly in each other’s arms (and forelegs), and I couldn’t have been happier.

...

I woke up the next morning, around the same time I did almost every morning, and found myself face to face with a sleeping mare. There’s something I’ve never seen before, I thought, she looks so cute when she’s sleeping. I went to brush a strand of mane out of Derpy’s face, when the pony suddenly stirred.

“Good morning,” I said, stroking her cheek affectionately.

Derpy smiled, as she pulled me in closer, and planted a good morning kiss on my lips.

The two of us lay there for a moment just gazing into each other’s eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet of the early morning, when suddenly Derpy’s wings snapped open.

“Sorry about that,” she said, as she struggled to close her appendages again, “I guess I have to get used to my wings again.”

I just laughed.

“Hey Derpy, why were you in Canterlot for so long?”

Derpy just rolled her eyes playfully.

“Because that dumb human body was impossible to get used to. First I had to get used to not having wings anymore - that was strange - then I had to learn to walk on two legs - which was hard because I had those gigantic teats on my chest that made me fall forward every time I tried to take a step - then I had to teach myself how to use my fingers. I thought it would have taken a month just to get used to walking, but Princess Celestia must have cast a spell on me or something, because it only took a week and a half.”

“Well I’m glad I got you back sooner than later, but I’m sorry you wasted your time in Canterlot.”

“I’m not,” Derpy laughed, “I got to come back to find that you love me. I think that was worth going away for.” She gave me another kiss.

Derpy rose on her hind legs, and stretched.

"This calls for muffins," she said, as she stepped off the bed. The moment her forehooves hit the floor, her legs buckled, and she fell flat on her face.

“Are you alright?” I asked, jumping out of bed to help my marefriend.

“I guess I need to get used to walking on four legs too.” Derpy sighed, as she struggled to support herself on her wobbly front legs. It took a few minutes, and a few laps around the room before she was sure enough that she could make it downstairs.

I accompanied Derpy to the kitchen (holding onto her the entire way to make sure she didn't fall), where the two of us set about making a special batch of muffins.

“By the way, Derpy,” I said, while we washed the dishes, and waited for the muffins to bake, “how did you even get in here last night? I didn’t hear the door open, and you must have been cold walking from the train station to the house in that dress you were wearing.”

Derpy giggled.

“Oh, that,” she said, “Princess Luna dropped me off. She just had me hold onto her neck, and poof, we were standing in the middle of the living room.”

I guess that makes sense, I thought, I mean, if she can enter dreams, then why shouldn’t she be able to teleport.

No sooner had we taken the muffins out of the oven, then we heard a door open on the second floor, and the sound of tiny hooves headed towards the stairs.

“Muffins smell good, dad- MOMMY!” Dinky’s eyes went wide, and she dashed across the kitchen into her mother’s open forelegs. “Mommy, you’re back.”

“Yup, I’m back, little muffin,” Derpy said, nuzzling the little filly against her neck.

I stood there, and smiled, as I watched Derpy and Dinky sharing a special mother and daughter moment.

“Come on, Sam,” Derpy said, extending a hoof to me, “you’re part of this family too now.”

I chuckled as I joined in the family hug. I didn’t even need to think about it anymore; sure we weren’t the same species, but we were a family nonetheless. Derpy and I shared an affectionate nuzzle as we sat there, so thankful for the other. Princess Luna had been right; it was impossible to see what the future had in store for me and Derpy (and Dinky), but as long our love stayed strong, then we were going to be a happy family for a long, long time.

Author's Note

I'm pretty sure this works out a lot better than the old "Derpy abandons her daughter, and doesn't tell her why, and makes her think that she's dead, before showing up a week later." It doesn't really change the feel of the story (in fact, it makes it a little happier), nor does it affect the major plot points, so I hope everyone's ok with it. If readers don't like it, I apologize; just let me know, and I can go and change it back.