Changing perspective

Good news, this morning I didn’t wake up in a puddle of pony jizz. Bad news...I knew where that pony jizz was…

The last thing I remember was being the middle of a bed and Twilight sandwich. I got incredibly tired and then…nothing.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a mass of purple and pink. I crained my head back a bit and the wall of purple coalesced into the back of Twilight’s head.

I guess I’m the big spoon this time. I stretched my back and groaned at how sore I felt. I may have been in good shape before I came to this pony infested land, but those were definitely some muscles I’ve never used before.

I rolled away from Twilight onto my back. I noticed a strange pressure on my lower back. I must’ve rolled onto something. Did Twilight leave one of her books on the bed? Maybe she did some reading after I went to bed? Nah, there’s no way. She must’ve been at least as exhausted as I was. She was doing all of the work, and I know how a guy’s orgasm will knock you out.

I reached behind me to remove the offending item. I gave it a tug but -”EEP”- that’s odd. I gave it a more gentle pull and felt it pull against my...tailbone…

I rolled back over against Twilight and closed my eyes. After a second I opened them again. I stretched, thought about how sore I was, and rolled onto my back again. When I reached behind me...the tail was still there…

It’s okay, this is a good thing right? It’s just a small step towards going home. I tried to convince myself. This means that this pony knows what she’s doing...sometimes…

As I laid there thinking about what having a tail meant my hand played with it. It would be weird having a tail. I mean yeah when I was younger I thought it would be awesome, but I was always thinking of a prehensile tail. Also, now that I think back on it, I can’t imagine why I wanted one.

It was odd suddenly feeling a brand new set of sensations. I tried tugging it in different directions, pulling straight out and stroking it. I can only imagine that it’ll feel even weirder once I’m standing. I’ll feel it swishing down my legs...just like Twilight’s did the other night...No! Bad Derek! Don’t think about things like that. It will only lead to one place.

I looked over at Twilight’s back as her barrel slowly rose and fell with her steady breathing as she slept. Being here is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. And it’s all of her fault...right? She did cast the spell that brought me here, she did say that she would take responsibility for whatever happened and she did botch the spell to convert me. But was it really her fault? Her friend did break into her house, I chased Rainbow Dash and I fell through the portal. Maybe I should cut her some slack…

“Grrrrbbllrg!” And I guess it’s time for breakfast.

I walked over to the door and stood to the side as I opened it a crack. I leaned into the opening and looked into the hall for a guard. The guard saw me about the same time I noticed her. She leapt fully alert, and across the hall. She lowered her polearm at me and asked: “What...what do you want?”

I flinched back when she sprung into action but resumed my place by the door.

“Um...I’m kind of hungry,” I ventured.

“Oh,” she lowered her spear. She looked confused for a second. “Right.” She looked down the hall to another pony that was wandering by. She waved him over and had a quick hushed conversation. The frequent glances were unnerving but soon the new pony trotted off.

“Sorry about that… My name is Gleaming Edge.” She turned her body sidelong. After a second I realized she was showing me the little picture on her side. Yesterday Twilight told me something about these. It was supposed to represent something important to them. What was it called again? The mark was a single spear across a yellow and red sun.

“My name is Derek. Um, I don’t have an little picture on me, but it’s nice to meet you.”

She smiled at that. “It’s a cutie mark. When a pony gets their cutie mark it tells them what their special talent is.”

“That’s what Twilight was telling me. Though she was telling me a lot yesterday. She talked almost all day as a matter of fact. So the spear against the sun means you’re a guard? Do all guards have the same mark?”

“Nah, each mark is different. The spear over the sun says quite a bit about me. There are whole books written on how to read cutie marks. The spear might hint that I tend more towards attacking instead of defending or it could mean that I’m good at throwing spears. The way it’s situated across the sun though usually means protection. The sun behind it could show that I’m meant to protect Princess Celestia, but it’s the wrong coloration for that. It could mean that I’m a sunshiny person, but I took it to mean I should join the day guard instead of the night guard.”

“Wow, that’s a lot to pack into one small picture. How did you decide on what to pick?”

She looked confused again. “Pick what?”

“Your cutie mark. Was it hard to decide what your special talent was? And how did you decide to have the colors and things the way they are. It sounds like a pretty big decision.”

“Oh, you don’t pick your cutie mark. It just shows up. One minute you’ll be walking along, and the next you’ll have it. Of course not many ponies get their cutie mark just walking…”

“Oh, wow that’s crazy. How did you get your cutie mark.”

“I was one of the first in my class to get my cutie mark! Some bullies were picking on this foal, so I shoved them around a bit. I got in some trouble for being too rough, but it was worth it for this baby,” she said turning her hip again for me to admire. “After that, nopony messed with that kid again.”

I covered my mouth and tried to conceal my giggle. She gave me another confused look.

“You said ‘nopony’.”

“...Yeah...and…?”

“Where I come from we say nobody. Nopony sounds strange to me? Why not nobody, I mean, you still have bodies.”

“It’s just the way it is…”

“Hmmm, I wonder if Twilight would know. Maybe I’ll ask her when she wakes up.”

“Yeah!” she said with a big grin. “It sounds like you’re giving her quite the workout.”

Luckily I was saved from that awkward conversation by the pony with the food showing up. I grabbed the tray, excused myself and headed back toward the bed.

I grabbed a few biscuits off of the tray and went to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror of the vanity again. My new tail, man is that strange to think, hung just past my ass. The top half was a bright yellow fading through orange and into red as it reached the tip. It was strange looking at myself, as a chick, naked, with a horse tail. I moved my hips a bit to watch it swish and regretted it immediately as my confused brain saw naked feminine hips swaying and sent me some very confusing signals.

I hopped in the shower and marveled that I didn’t have to crouch anymore. The showerhead was low, but not uncomfortably so. I took my shower and headed back into the main room. It’s strange taking a shower, toweling off, then walking out of the bathroom. I have this nagging feeling that I’m forgetting something. Don’t need to shave my face anymore and don’t need to get dressed. After breakfast, with Twilight still asleep, I went and brushed my teeth. While mindlessly brushing and staring into the mirror I noticed that my hair was significantly longer and was growing further down my neck. I finished brushing but before I left...

Feeling kind of ridiculous I angled the mirror down, took a few steps back, and got down on my hands and knees. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Is this how I’m going to look? Is that how my tail is going to hang? The coloring is something I can live with. Though I won’t have to live with it for long, I reminded myself.I tried mimicking some of the gestures I’ve seen Twilight use while talking. Sitting down and using one arm, hand, hoof thing to gesture. It’ll work, but it does show some anatomy I would rather not display quite that openly. I tried “standing” with one hoof thing for gesturing. Sitting was much more comfortable. Now I can understand why they use their heads and eyes for gesturing so much. Having to lift up a leg each time can get tiresome.

What was the pose Twilight struck when Princess Celestia showed up? How did it go again? It was one hoof forward on the right, the front one on the left back, then kind of swish the hair over the left shoulders and-

“Oh, hello Twilight.” I said, embarrassed, rolling over to sit down.

“Uh...what were you doing?” she asked. She rubbed her eyes a bit and yawned.

“Nothing much, just some stretching,” I lied.

“Stretching, right,” She said. “Oh! Your tail grew in!” She leapt over to me and unceremoniously knocked me over. There I sat with my face in the tile and my ass in the air with Twilight behind me. She reached up and batted at my tail a bit.

“Um, you could’ve just asked, and after last night, I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that particular position.” I rolled over and saw her blush. I stood up and let her continue her inspection.

“It really is quite pretty. I can’t wait to see how it grows in.” I noticed her horn was glowing so I looked around. I couldn’t see anything else in the room glowing but after looking through the door I noticed a quill on paper skittering around. Fish have to swim, Twilight has to science...

I left the bathroom and I heard the water turn on for the shower. I snatched a book at random off of a stack on sat on the bed.

After a few minutes Twilight walked out of the bathroom. She had a big grin on her face as she walked over to the bed.

“So...I was just thinking about last night,” she said. She hopped up onto the bed next to me. She laid down with her forehooves off the bed. She looked up at me expectantly.

I just looked down at her. If she wanted to play the waiting game, I could do that all day. Right now anything that didn’t result in getting dick inside me sounded like a good idea. mmmmm...NO! Thinking about baseball- NO! Thinking about...anything else. I squirmed and caved.

“What about it.”

“Well...it didn’t seem like you minded so much. It almost seemed like you were into it.”

“Yeah, the pheromones remember?”

“It seemed like more than that to me…”

“Nope. That’s all it was. Now can we talk about something else before it’s too late?”

“Too late for what?” She asked, coyly.

For sex of course. That knee jerk thought gave me flashbacks from last night. I felt my face flush and became aware of my legs sliding against each other. I just glared at her.

“Oh, you mean before it’s too late for you to stop yourself from rolling me over. Like this,” she rolled onto her back. “Before it’s too late and you want to feel me inside of you?” She wiggled her hips a bit causing her growing erection to move, catching my eye. Her eyelids dropped to half mast as her voice took on a husky edge. “Before I fill you with my…”

“Don’t you say information.”

“Ejaculate.”

“Well thanks Twilight. That’s sure one great way to ruin the mood.” I shoved her off the bed. She landed in a heap. She took a second to sort herself and shot me a glare.

“I’m just trying to get you home.”

“I know.” I hung my head. I knew she was just trying to get me back home and get her back to her normal life. But it was weird switching from doing the thrusting to being the thrustee. My eyes lit up as I spied some of the leftover vegetables on the breakfast tray.

“Hey Twilight, I have an idea that would make me feel better.” I grinned as my plan started to form. I could feel a flush of heat rise further in my chest and between my legs.

“What’s that?” Twilight asked. Seeing the expression on my face, her eyelids returned to their half-mast-state. As she hopped back onto the bed and circled to join me, her hips seemed to sway more than normal.

“Remember when you knocked me over in the bathroom? Close your eyes and get in that position.”

Concern was evident on Twilights face, but it seemed either her hornyness won out or that she trusted me because she did turn around and place her chin on the bedspread. With her ass in the air I watched as her tail lifted and shifted to give me a great view of her double equipment. Her cock was creeping out of it’s sheath again as I watched. I watched it grow until finally the weight of it overcame the bit of support left from the shrinking sheath, and the head fell to the bed. Now both of her heads are resting, I thought with a smile.

Her hips swayed, breaking my stare. I grabbed the cucumber off of the breakfast tray and set it on the bed behind Twilight.

“Now, no peeking, though, peaking is just fine.” I couldn’t tell if her groan was at my pun or the anticipation and curiosity of what was about to happen.

I was sitting right behind her. I was inches from her raised tail and concealed treasure. I leaned forward even closer so she could feel my breath against her slit. She wined and leaned backwards. I moved my head back so she could feel me right next to her, but not actually touching.

I brought my hands around and grabbed her hind legs by the ankles. I started with little circles with my thumbs, giving a simple massage. Suddenly I pulled her legs further apart and thrust my face into her surprisingly wet pussy. With a faceful of her musk I couldn’t help myself.

I took several deep lungfuls of her scent. Knowing her body was this ready for whatever I had to offer made my legs sliding against each other even more. I could feel her scent seeping into my head and clouding my thoughts.

Her taste was surprising. The girls from home always tasted different. Twilights eager cunt tasted pleasantly sweet and completely sexual. My tongue danced further forward and found her clit. At the contact a small gush of fluid rewarded me. Most of it landed against my face before I started lapping it up. Now I know how to get more. Her taste and smell sent me into a frenzy as I pressed, proded and stroked anything I could get my tongue on. The mare juice that coated my face and matted her fur dulled my sense of time, I have no idea how long it was until my hand fell on the forgotten vegetable.

In my mare addled brain I had completely forgotten about the whole point of this. I got onto my hands and knees behind her. I raised one hand and slid a finger into her eager gash. It let it rest there and her clenching muscles slowly drew it in. I added a second finger and judging by the moans and whimpers I was heard, she was liking it.

“More.”

“I’m sorry Twilight, I can’t understand you for some reason. You’re going to have to show me what you want” I said with an evil grin. This was one of my favorite tricks.

After a second her hips started bucking forward and back enthusiastically on my fingers. Then they started gyrating, clenching down hard on my digits as her hips tried to grind the juice from the cock it thought it held. She thrust her hips back at me and froze. With her ass fully exposed I watched her pussy gape then grip my fingers. Over and over her flower bloomed then shrunk. I sure wasn’t expecting that, but I can’t imagine a clearer way to ask.

I removed my fingers, much to Twilight’s dismay. She whined and shook her rear. She started to turn her head back to face me, but then the vegetable met her winking cunt. It almost felt like it was sucked out of my hand into the eager void.

It made it about half way in before Twilight’s orgasm struck. I just got a chance to see her knees lock and dripping muff squeeze the cucumber for all it’s worth, when there was a bright flash. I had a split second to wonder where Twilight had gone before I felt her weight land on my back. It buckled my elbows, one arm being raised to toy with the cucumber. My chest hit the bed, leaving my ass in the air. It took me another split second to realize that we had just switched positions. Twilight wasted no time slamming her already spurting cock into my neglected pussy.

I hadn’t realized how worked up I had been getting while playing with Twilight, but that easily pushed me over the edge. The sudden expansion, pressure and warmth of her bottoming out all in one stroke made my legs shake and eyes flutter. I felt her cum pooling inside of me with each flare of her cock’s tip.

We sat there, her inside me, for a long time catching our breath. I felt her dick slowly losing girth and length inside of me until it eventually slipped out. Still we didn’t move. She laid her head down on my back as her breathing normalized. I wondered what she was doing...until she started snoring.