Forced Perspective

**Derek**

Had I slept? I couldn’t tell. I hadn’t been able to calm down. Why had I cried? I mean yeah, there was a unicorn trying to rape me, but...was it fear? Anger at my weakness? She shoved me around and there was nothing I could do.

Is that how Trevor felt? At that thought a new wave of sobbs cascaded through my body. Did my teasing make him feel that powerless? I’m sorry Trevor, I know you can’t hear me, but I’m so sorry… I can’t imagine how it must’ve been. Stuck with that feeling day after day. A few minutes was more than I could stand. How do you do it Trevor? How are you so strong?

I peeked out from my cocoon of sheets and registered the moon staring back at me. The moon was strangely comforting. It’s not a lot, but it’s nice to have something familiar. I could almost pretend it was watching out for me. If not protecting me, then at least caring.

***

I got up from my computer and stretched. I turned and walked into the living room. My family was sitting there...with Twilight...

“Ah Derek, we were just talking with your boyfriend. When are you going to give us some grandponies?”

I looked up at my father, shocked, and noticed he was a pony; my mother and my brother too! Somehow they were now all ponies!

I need to get out of here. I fled into the hall. My family was sitting there...with Twilight...

“Oh, come on honey, don’t embarrass me in front of your family,” Twilight called.

I have to get away, I can’t deal with this! I fled into the hall. My family was sitting there...with Twilight...

Mom-pony sighed and said: “She always acts like this when she brings home somepony she cares about…”

That’s not true, I’ve never act like this! I’ve never brought home somepony before! I don’t care about Twilight! I fled into the hall. My family was sitting there...with Twilight...

“Maybe if we give her a minute she’ll stop crying. She’s always crying.” Dad-pony turned to face Twilight. “I don’t know how you put up with her.”

“I probably wouldn’t if it weren't for the SEX!”

Everyone in the room laughed. I heard the word echo along with the laughter. I turned the corner of the living room into the hall.

I slammed the bathroom door shut, my brain racing in several directions. How can they talk about me like that? Twilight and I haven’t had sex! How was Twilight in my house? Why were they ponies? How did I get back home? I was feeling panicked as my mind whirled; however, my thoughts were interrupted by the shower turning on.

I looked at the shower curtain as steam started to drift over the top. I took a step closer; who could be in there? Everyone’s in the other room. Noone else lives here.

I reached out my hand for the curtain. Who’s in the shower?

I pulled back the curtain and saw a the front half of a dark blueish-purple unicorn. Sticking out from the wall of the shower I saw its head, front hooves and wings before the rest was concealed. We gaped at each other for a second before I snapped awake.

**Twilight**

I had left the library and started wandering through town.

I’ve been trapped in the library for a few days now. I’ve been trying to solve my problems without my greatest strength! Friends! Of course I can’t really tell them what happened...but maybe they can give me some good ideas anyway. It really seemed like Derek needed some time anyway...

I spotted Fluttershy in the market. Maybe she’ll have some ideas. I froze with one hoof in the air. How am I going to explain this to Fluttershy?

I walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. She “Eep-ed” as she turned then “Eep-ed” again when she saw me. I guess she was surprised I was finally out of the library.

“I’m glad to see you out and about Twilight, you had us worried,” she said, confirming my suspicion. I love it when I’m right.

“Good morning, Fluttershy. I was hoping you could help me with a problem I’m having.”

“Oh...I’m not sure what I can do, but I’m happy to try.”

“It’s more of a theoretical problem,” I explained. “If you’re helping a sick animal and they need medicine, how do you get them to take it?”

“Oh, that’s easy. You sit them down and explain to them that it will make them alllllll better. That usually does the trick for me.”

“And if they don’t want to take the medicine?”

“Oh my! Do you have a sick animal that doesn’t want to take its medicine? I can help!” and she started to fly towards the library.

“No, no, I don’t have any sick animals.” I assuaged my guilt by explaining to myself that it was technically true. “So if they don’t want to take their medicine…”

“Um...Sometimes you have to hide it in a piece of food. But-” she quickly added, “I really don’t like doing that. It feels wrong, like lying.”

“Right...like lying,” I said as I rubbed the back of my neck. “Anyway Fluttershy, you’ve been a big help, thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Um...Twilight?”

“Yes?”

“If you did have a sick animal that needed medicine you would tell me right?”

“Of course I would tell you.” Things from another plane of existence aren't animals right? And he isn’t really sick...more like...dimensionally challenged...and gender challenged...She seemed to brighten up. We said our goodbyes and she reminded me again of the upcoming concert.

Well...there is something to think about…

**Derek**

I awoke with a jerk as I tried to flinch back from the pony in the shower. It took me a panicked second of looking around the room to remember I was in Equestria. That actions of the previous day slowly bobbed to the surface of my mind.

I covered my face with my hands hoping things weren’t as bad as they seemed.

Nope, things still suck.

I sat on the edge of the bed and resolved to figure out what I wanted and what I was willing to do for it.

I started thinking about what had almost happened yesterday. I thought of how helpless I had been, how Twilight had been in full control and there was nothing I could do to stop her. Twilight could’ve laid me bare and done whatever she wanted.

I realized after a second I was picturing in detail exactly what she could have done to me. It was strangely appealing. Not that I wanted it to happen...just that it was pleasant to think about.

I shook my head realizing exactly what I was picturing. I felt a strange tightening in my gut, just below my belly button. My face felt hot and placing a hand on my cheek confirmed it. My face was definitely warmer than normal. As I stood up my legs slid against each other inside my boxers. It was quite a strange and pleasant feeling. I stood next to the bed rubbing my legs together for a moment feeling them slide smoothly against each other, the friction reduced by...My eyes shot open.

I sat back down on the bed and removed my pants to get a better look. I pulled off the boxers and leaned over to try to get a good view between my legs. My shirt kept getting in the way so I tossed that to the foot of the bed with my other clothes.

Leaning over I saw my inner thighs were glistening and the air felt cool, almost cold, against them. I reached down and felt between my legs. A small thrill shot through me at the contact. It wasn’t a jolt, it didn’t make me gasp, it was a simple realization that the sensation was nice. It felt good. It was like scratching an itch, satisfying on such a simple level.

I laid back and placed my hand over my pussy. God that’s weird to think about. Slowly I moved my hand and concentrated on how it felt. I felt a finger slide between my lips and this time my breath did catch. The sensation was surprisingly intense. Just inside the lips...my lips...I was much wetter. My finger slowly slid forward and back, cradled by my new pussy. It was so strange.

It felt good, but I almost felt like a traitor for enjoying it. What does this mean? Am I gay?

I sat there slowly rubbing myself while I tried to figure out what I was feeling. What does gay even mean? Yeah it means a dude who likes dudes...But do I still count as a dude? My body is female, but my mind is still a guy’s mind, right? So wouldn’t it make sense that my body is wired to enjoy male stimulation, but my mind is still set up to find women appealing? Hmm...

I tried out a few scenarios. I was repulsed by kissing a guy, but the idea of someone sliding a dick into me seemed natural. I pictured a naked woman, and that still seemed nice. The idea of sliding my non-existent cock into a hot chick still worked for me. I tried to picture a naked guy… I don’t know…

That isn’t even considering that I’m in a world of ponies. Though when it comes right down to it...does it matter? It’s obvious they can think and speak, they can express their interest or disinterest. It’s not like I would be forcing myself on a barnyard animal or anything. If nothing else, Twilight has proven she isn’t helpless. Maybe I can just go in with an open mind, take it slow, and see if I can stomach it. Nobody back home has to know, and who knows, maybe I’ll enjoy it.

While one hand was soaked in my juices I let the other play across my new tits. It was strange. I felt emasculated playing with my boobs, but in a very real sense I was about as emasculated as a man could get. I decided it felt too weird for now, and concentrated on my other hand.

I once had a girlfriend back home. We never went further than heavy petting though, so my education was based mostly on what I had seen in porn.

I slid my finger a bit further down and felt around my entrance. I pressed my finger into the small hole and felt it start to give. I pressed just enough to make an indent. I slowly rubbed in circles and felt my finger slowly work its way in. About two joints in, I paused. I know how big my finger is, and I know how big a dick is. My finger felt HUGE inside of me. I can’t imagine how big a penis would feel.

I curled my finger upwards towards my palm and shuddered. Oh, that feels really good. I let my hand rock slowly in and out, pressing into the ceiling of my vagina. My hips rocked involuntarily but I didn’t complain. If I concentrated on my hips bucking I could close my eyes and…

I pictured Twilight above me, restraining my arms with her purple glow. She would stand straddling me as I laid on the bed. My hands would be next to my head, held immobile in a purple aura. I would be able to see her growing erection between her back legs.

After a moment she would lift my lower half as she stepped forward lining her cock up with my pussy. After some adjusting I would feel dick touch me. I shuddered and clenched my eyes tighter as I imagined the feeling. She would step forward and rub her cock tip into my wet mound. I could almost feel it slide against me, rubbing the underside of her shaft along my slick lips. Her chest would be right over my face at this point. She would have a musk about her. A scent of sweat and earth. It seemed right, somehow, real.

She would line herself up with me, close her eyes and press into me. There would be a moment of pressure that would seem to last forever. The force of her cock would overcome my pussy eventually and she would pop the first bit into me. In that instant, the moment her dick entered me,my breath would catch.

I slipped a bit more of my finger in at the thought and bit my bottom lip as the feeling of fullness intensified. She would pause for a moment and readjust herself. After a second she would slowly spread me apart and slide more of her rigid cock into me. Her tongue would loll out of her head as she slowly pressed further and further into me. Soon, she would be all the way in. I could almost feel her furry belly pressing against my lips. Oh the feeling of her buried all the way. I lingered on that thought as my hand started moving faster. The idea of her cock fully inside, her pressing against me to try to fill me with every bit she could, made my belly clench, tightening around my finger.

Soon she would slowly withdraw. I would be able to feel her cock slide against my vagina as it slowly slid out of me. I would be able to see the muscles just under her skin as she worked her hips. She would pull almost all the way out then push slowly back into me. Her head would be just above me and I would be able to hear her ragged breath as she concentrated on keeping me immobile and taking her pleasure. It wouldn’t be my fault that I was being fucked. She was holding me.

I changed the motion of my hand from prodding to a circular stroking motion. Eventually she would cum inside of me. How would that feel? Would I be able to feel it? Would I be able to feel her cock bulge as her cum pulsed up her dick? Would I feel it spurt into me? Would it be warm or refreshingly cool? I could feel her throb as she unloaded her jizz into me. I could feel it spatter against my insides as she pumped me full. My hand changed patterns again, going in a frenzied circle as I bucked my hips against it.

I felt myself clench down on my finger with my first orgasm. My thoughts jumbled as my stomach churned. My arms pinned by Twilight’s magic. Her slowly entering me, feeling her cock start to force its way into my pussy. Her bottoming out as her furry belly met my wet lips. He penis shooting lines of cum into me as my stomach clenched around her.

I laid there on the bed sweating and out of breath. I pulled my hand away and looked at it. It was covered in...my...fluids… I could see my hand shining in the morning sun and something slowly occurred to me. Not only did I just jack off to the idea of a pony raping me...but now I’m in that pony’s bed, which is covered in the evidence.

I stripped the bed before anything could soak in past the sheets. Maybe I can tell her I had a nightmare and they were all sweaty. That’s at least partially true.

As I sat there thinking about what to do, I heard a commotion downstairs. Well, I have to face her sometime.