Twilight's Songby mouse222ChaptersGotta Love TeleportationSober Twilight's ReflectionsA Friend's AdviceGotta Love TeleportationTakes place in a Pre-S4 Finale setting. A.K.A Twilight still has her tree-house. It was around three weeks ago that I started dating Twilight Sparkle. Everything was okay at first, in fact, it was fantastic! Long walks in the park, daily trips to the marketplace, nights spent lying next to each other by the fire, nights spent having hot sweat sex… Yeah, it was pretty good. But around three days ago, something changed. Something started happening to Twilight that just… Well, it just creeped me the fuck out. Maybe if I tell you what it was, then you would understand why I was so confused. I am Jack McCullough, and here is my tale. I arrived in Equestria in a rather odd way, that is, by being thrown from my dorm room into a purple portal. Said portal brought me to a peculiar room, made out of wood and decorated with shelves upon shelves of books. My initial impression was that it was the home of a nerd, and I wasn't too far off. “Oh my gosh, it worked. IT WORKED!!! Spike, get my quill and parchment, quick!” I lifted my head to see a pony with a horn and wings currently hopping around the room, smiling her largest smile and continuously giggling. She had a crown on her head, must have been royalty, and her, body? Barrel? Her main figure was round without being overly flabby. So in other words, she was pretty cute in a dorkish kind of way. “Okay Twilight, I've got your stuff. Hey, I think it’s awake.” “I am not an it…”, I scoffed. The dragon, which I assumed was an intern or coffee-bitch, and pony both stared in amazement, before the pony-unicorn-pegasus’s eyes grew twice their normal size and started sparkling, “It talked! Oh my gosh, it talked! This is sooooooo cool, I have to write everything- Spike, write down everything it says.” “I am not an it, I am a he!” I was currently lifting myself, albeit very slowly, off of the ground on onto my legs. Maybe if they saw me at my full 5’11’’ I could scare them, or intimidate them or something. Alas, the ponycornsus only started hyperventilating. “It- He’s so tall… We have to study him!” She jumped right in front of my face, “What are you? Where are you from? What’s your name? Do you drink coffee or tea?” She continued bombarding me with questions until I finally snapped. “HOLD ON! I’m trying to fucking think.” She got really quiet after that, he eyes were wide in shock. Maybe she’d never heard that word before? Did I really end up in a place without swear words? “Alright, now that I have your attention, my name is Jack McCullough from a place called Earth. I am 23 years old, single, and currently in college. Now here is where you say your name.” “Umm… Okay, I am Princess Twilight Sparkle of Equestria. This is my assistant Spike. He is a dragon and I am an Alicorn.” She motioned towards the window, “You are currently in Ponyville.” The next thirty minutes were spent acquainting me with Equestria’s basics, like the three pony kinds, who the princesses were, and magic. I, in turn, remained confused as to how I had gotten to Equestria, to which she replied, “Well, I used a tier-five transportation spell coupled with a hexagonal matrix. this allowed me to expand my magic aura through a field of space-time and particles across a vast array of physical, and ethereal, space. I ended up having to funnel my matrix into a more localized area, roughly twenty hooves across, that let me… Are you even listening?” “I was startled out of my near-sleep stage by her words,” not really, you literally just told me about magic five minutes ago. I would be surprised if Bohr would get all of this.” “Since when are we talking about pigs?” I blinked twice, “Right, no such things as physics here. Duh.” “You’re weird Jack…” The next few days consisted of: eating vegetarian style (I didn't mind, though everything tasted like lettuce by the third day), meeting Twilight’s friends (Apparently called the “Elements of Harmony”, though I just refer to them by their names), walking around Ponyville (They more or less got used to me by the seventh trip), and meeting the Princesses. “Hmm, he is certainly unusual…” Celestia, the white-furred one, was stroking her chin with her hoof and looking me over. “I wish we could help you ,but it seems that Twilight’s spell only works one way. you are stuck her indefinitely, we are sorry to say.” I wasn't too hung up over that, to be honest. I really didn't have anybody back home for me. My parents were divorced, with the only parent I cared for being my dad, who passed away. My brothers were all out of touch with me, we split apart after the funeral, and I never saw my mom. Not that I would want to, she’s not the greatest. I tried dating after his death, but no matter how far I got, I would always leave the next morning. Nothing seemed worthwhile, maybe it was the divorce, maybe I just have commitment issues, I don’t know, but either way, I couldn't keep a relationship to save my life. Even my friends moved on, while I just stuck around the campus, drinking and staring at lakes. “Well, We think he is quite exotic! Perhaps he should stay permanently?” Celestia’s sister, Luna, who was gazing at me, almost sizing me up it seemed, said. And though I considered myself adventurous underneath the sheets, I didn't plan to catch any pony pussy. At least, until the seventh day. I was walking down the stairs from the guest room (which was in the same place as Twilight’s room ,just in a different bed) to get some breakfast when I stumbled upon a glorious sight. Twilight was reading a book over the table, her mane frizzled and a spoon full of oats about to enter her mouth. She had some glasses on and was just so.. Focused. It was adorable the way her mouth twitched every so often, and then she would take a bite of oats, her focus never changing. Spike was already out and about, so it was just the two of us that morning. I decided to have a little fun with Twilight and tiptoed behind her. Just as she was about to take a bite, I stood up over her and simultaneously grabbed her and yelled, “GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!!” “AHHHHHHH!!!” She threw her spoon straight out the window, and her wings flared out, kicking the bowel of oats off the table. Her body pushed the chair back right into my gut, sending me back onto the ground, and she stood at attention, ready to fend off any invaders. She turned to face me, “Jack, what the heck do you think you’re doing! You nearly made me spill on my book!” “So worth it…” I wheezed, trying to get back up. The pain from her reaction was lessening, but I probably wouldn't eat for another two hours. “Good morning, Twilight.” She sighed, “And a good morning to you too Jack. I hope you learned your lesson.” I nodded, “Yep, don’t scare a princess.” “Good,” she said with smile. I don’t know if it was the stomach pain or what, but when she smiled I damn near had a heart attack. The past seven days I had noticed small things about her, like unusual quirks and whatnot, but none had made me seize up like that. Was I crushing on a pony? Yes, yes I was, but the knowledge that I may never get back home made that seem okay to me. So I continued the day as normal, not really worrying about it, but I couldn't stop from glancing over at Twilight whenever I could. She was either reading, eating, or both, but she just looked adorable the whole time. I kept to myself though, reading through some interesting things about anatomy and whatnot, when I chanced upon an article about pony sex organs. I didn't want to look, but the pictures were extraordinarily detailed, and I found myself being aroused. “Hey Jack, could you come here a moment?” “Sure,” I made my way over to where she was trying to grab a book. As I reached for it, however, I subconsciously put my hand around her body. I stretched out to get the book, and turned to see her blushing like mad with my hand around her. I was pretty embarrassed about it, so I just handed her the book and walked over to my corner while she mumbled a thanks. Why was she making me feel embarrassed? I don’t know, I hadn't felt much in quite a while, but whatever this feeling was, it kept going. By mid-afternoon, my glances had become short stares, but I did catch her returning a few of them, this ended in both of us quickly hiding our faces and blushing. I was falling for her, but I had no idea why. “Would you like something to eat?” Her voice pulled me out of my reading, and I took a few seconds to recover before I nodded. She sauntered off into the kitchen with, a bit of sway in her hips? Yeah, she was definitely putting an extra swing with every step, and along with that I saw her tail was slightly raised, allowing me a small peek of her personal area. She brought out two sandwiches, which I graciously accepted one and began eating it. I felt a slight raise in the futon and looked over to see that Twilight had sat next to me, though there was still some distance between us. “Is it, ah, okay if I sit here?” “Well, you really didn't need to ask.” We both started eating our food, keeping up some small talk about the weather schedule and her friends. I noticed that she was slowly inching closer to me as time went by, but I wasn't about to complain. Some part of me liked that she was getting closer, another smaller part was questioning why I was okay with that, and then a very large part of me was currently locking lips with Twilight. … Sure enough, the princess had thrown her hooves around me and was kissing fervently, forcing her tongue into my mouth and exploring how it felt. I reciprocated, engaging in a tongue war that neither of us wanted to win, if only because that meant we would have to stop. She was making quick gyrations against my crotch, causing my other brain to peek out of his cave. “Hey, big brain! We totally need some action down here!” “I got ya bro, just give me a little bit!” I moved my hands onto her wings, massaging the point where they met her back. I must've done something right, because she started moaning into my mouth, letting out gasps whenever I struck a particular part. After what felt like hours, we removed our mouths from each other, a line of drool breaking in the air. She was panting, as was I, and her eyes were filled with lust, pur, hot lust. She wanted me, badly. And I wasn't beneath giving into some carnal pleasure. Before you could say “Wait a minute, why would you fuck on the first chance of kissing? Isn't that really fast? Like seriously, why would you do that, who knows if she’s a virgin and you will take her first time? She could hate you forever!”, I had started moving my hands down to her pussy. But right before I could stick my fingers in, she moved a hoof down, and with a smug smirk said, “Uh-uh, not until I say so Jack, you eager thing you.” Talk about a complete personality change, the adorkable Twilight I had known the past week was changed into some determined mare that knew exactly what she wanted. And how to get it. But, sadly, before I could get to whatever point that Twilight mentioned, a little cock-block named Spike entered the library, “Hey Twilight, Jack. I’m back from Rarity’s.” Quick as we could, Twilight and I got over staring at each other, and separated. Though we both were panting, and I was hard as a rock, Spike passed right before us and up the stairs. “I’m going to wash up, Rarity had me digging for gems again.” We both breathed a sigh of relief, before glancing over at each other, nodding, and making a beeline for her bedroom. This happened everyday after that, we would start of normally enough, with reading and eating and small talk, but eventually she’d move her tail over under my chin, or bend over in the living room, and I’d start getting hard. Soon, we’d end up in a furious make-out session, sometimes in the bathroom ,sometimes in the kitchen, by the end of the second week we had made-out over just about every available surface in the library. I felt bad for anypony that didn't know, but I was to busy sucking face with Twilight to do anything about it. We never had sex though, she would always stop me before anything could happen like that. I didn't think much of it, I figured she’d go whenever she was ready, so it was just kissing, dry humping, and clever use of our hands/hooves that kept us going, and frankly, that was enough. We would make trips to the market, she’d always be right against my side, flicking her tail up across my back. We’d buy whatever food for the day and head back, at night we’d got to the park and just sit together on the bench. She would lay her head across my lap, and I’d scratch her on the top of her head, petting and caressing her. I was happy, she was happy, it was perfect. So now that I've told you about how our relationship started, and evolved, I can get into just how messed up in turned when I went into the market alone one day. It was a bright, sunny day, like most of the week had been. I ducked out of the library early, stepping silently past Twilight as she slept. The market was open early that day, so I figured I’d make breakfast for her. In my mind it was perfect, she would wake up and I would give her some cheesy greeting, then I’d tell her to stay in bed and bring a breakfast just for her. After all she was my… Well, she wasn't my marefriend, at least we never had officially started dating, so I figured it was just a friends-with-benefits type of thing. I had feelings for her, but I don’t know if they were really love or just lust. As I was picking out some apples from AJ’s cart, I was approached by a red-maned mare with blue eyes. She came up from my right, and gave me low glances, a few of which were aimed at my member. She got within talking distance and said in a husky voice, “Hey there big fella, I've been meaning to test you out, ever since I saw you walking through here.” She discreetly lifted a hoof up to my crotch, pressing against it light, “Hmm, you want to meet up later?” Uncomfortable as I was, the mare was pretty hot, at least in a pony kind of way, and while Twilight had some pudge around her, this mare was all lean muscle. I was about to answer when I heard a very load “AHEM” from behind me. I turned around to see a very angry Twilight Sparkle glaring, not at me, but at the mare currently propositioning me. Suddenly, Twilight grabbed onto my arm and glared the other mare in the eyes, “It would be best if you were to leave us, now.” The voice I heard was Twilight’s, but there was something else to it, like a low, rumbling echo that laced the sentence with plenty of malice. The mare caught the hint, and ran away as quickly as her legs could take her. “Um, hey Twilight. I didn't know you were awake, I was just going to make you breakfast, you know.” Twilight turned her away from the dust trail of the other mare and towards me, her eyes switched quickly from a slightly red tinge to their regular purple, “Okay, we should probably be going then.” I paid for the apples and walked back with Twilight wrapped around my arm the whole way. At first it was okay, but she refused to ever let go, and the look she was giving to other mares was, well, paranoid in a way. Like she was worried they would take me from her grasp. We went inside, and I set about making breakfast while she went to freshen up. I was just touching up the apple strudel I had made when a beautiful voice floated down from the upper part of the library. It was like a pure, green field on a Summer day, when the wind was washing across the grass, blowing the scent of fresh earth across the field. And in the middle was a glorious purple mare, her hair spotted with blue flowers, and all I could think was how beautiful Twilight looked, because this mare was without a doubt Twilight. I snapped out of what must have been a trance to find myself just outside of the bathroom from which the siren song was emanating. I reached for the doorknob, turned it, and opened to the source of the beautiful voice. The source was Twilight, water cascading down her body as she sang this song, this wondrous song. I walked over to her; she turned and smiled, her eyes glowing softly and said with pure lust dripping from her words, “I can not risk another claiming you Jack. Today, I will make you MINE.” Author's Note I don't even own a fedora. Besides, I think this will go along quite nicely. Find anything incorrect, please say so, I need this to be the best story ever. (Seriously) Next one will feature some shenanigans and whatnot. Thanks for reading! Sober Sober She was irresistible, standing in that shower, and all I could think of was HER and how beautiful she was, how amazing she was; all of my thoughts came back to her. She was humming the song now, it was still just as beautiful as before, and her hooves found their way over my shoulders. She pulled me closer, so that our lips were but a couple inches from each other. I could smell her breath, in fact, I could feel its heat over my face, drawing me into her, into her eyes, into her soul. All I could see was a burning fire, a desire so great that it was consuming her, but I didn't care. No, right then and there all rational thought had just about flown out the window, I didn't need it, no, all I needed was her. As you can tell, I wasn't in my right mind, and at that time that should have scared me. Here I was, having woken up to just another regular day, and now just under two hours later I find myself locked in an embrace with my first friend in Equestria. I should have thought about how fast this was, how weird it was that I was so ready, so willing to do whatever she asked. Maybe it was the passion in her eyes, maybe it was the passion pushing against my pants, or maybe it was some combination of the two which fused together and made me lose control then. “I need you, Jack, right now. Put it in me, I want to feel your emotion, I can taste it, I can tell you want me, so just give in. Just give into it Jack.” So I did. My pants had already been undone for me and were thrown to the side. My underwear was ripped in half by her magic, letting Jack Jr. stand at the ready. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body right up in front of me, and got ready to enter her pussy. With a little bit of guidance, I found my way to her snatch, and dove in. She hissed, I was her first, and tensed her muscles around my dick, preventing it from moving any further. Though even on the first thrust it had practically slid in, her vagina was dripping wet, something which had been hidden by the water pouring down on us. It was only a few seconds before she relaxed and let me hilt inside of her. “Perfect, oh this is just perfect. I can feel it throbbing, can you feel my muscles? Can you feel them, how eager they are, only for you Jack?” I could only grunt in response, which was pretty shocking, as I had been trying to form words. It seemed that even my ability to speak had been taken away by, well, whatever spell it was that she had woven into her song. At this point she wasn't singing, humming, or anything more than moaning, but I could still hear her song reverberating inside of my mind, over and over. I don’t know how to explain this, but I could sense her. I could pick apart every emotion, every memory, everything about her. And I just knew she could tell the same. As we were in the shower, locked in the throes of pleasure, we were touching each other’s souls. I felt so at peace, so tranquil, even as I furiously kept pumping my cock in and out of her pussy. Pure bliss. “I love you Jack. I love you. I love you so much. Say you love me. Say that you need me, how much I know you do, say it. Say it! SAY IT!” I felt a force like a thousand winds pushing from within me, forcing out those three words. But just as I was about to scream out to the heavens, my consciousness burst forward. And in that instance, we were thrown from each other, disconnecting our privates, and flinging us to opposite sides of the shower. My eyes, which had been half-lidded, burst open and I regained my thinking powers, and speech. “Wait. What the fuck? Where am I? Why am I in the bathroom. Why is Twilight… Hey, Twilight. You okay?” The alicorn was picking herself up off the ground, rubbing her forehead. “Ugh, what just happ-... Jack? What the, why are you naked? Why are you in the shower?!” We both stared at each other for what felt like ages, neither of us speaking. The whole situation was so surreal, and as I stood dumbly looking at her, memories came surging back. Visuals about what I had seen, what we had seen, were brought to the forefront of my mind. “Twilight, did we… Have sex?” Twilight stood with her jaw nearing the floor, obviously she was remembering all that had transpired. She shook her head and turned off the shower. “Jack, we need to talk, right now.” Sitting in the living room, no words were being said. I had found some spare clothes, thankfully Rarity was adept at sewing extras for me, and was fully dressed and happy to not be feeling the gentle breeze against my johnson Twilight came in with a tray of tea, because apparently “long talks go better with tea”, and set the tray down on the table before she rested her bottom on the couch opposite of mine. “Alright Jack, to clear the air, no I have no idea what happened. One moment I was looking for you in the market and then I just, well, blacked out? Or at least, the part of me that’s talking to you right now. The, well, other part took control when she saw you with that mare… Ahem, anyways, that’s what I know so far.” “You think that whatever had sex with me in the shower is another part of you?” “Basically yes, I think that it must be some part of my psyche that came out and ended up putting you into some form of trance. Though why she would allow me to remember everything, let alone you ,is beyond me.” I took a sip of the black tea, savoring the taste, before speaking again, “So, did you really mean it when you said you loved me?” Twilight blushed, hard, and looked down at her hooves. She was mumbling something, but I couldn't hear her, “What was that Twilight?” “I-I What meant, what I said, back in the bathroom. I don’t really know when, but recently I've been thinking about you Jack, a lot. I can hardly focus on anything unless you’re there. I tried watering the plants this morning, but I couldn't even do that. Something just prevented me, that’s why I even searched for you in the first place.” Twilight took a breath, “And before that, when I woke up, I looked over to see you gone from your bed, and I just… I panicked. I started hyperventilating and just couldn't stop, Spike had to get me to calm down. It was so scary, Jack.” She looked up at my face, her eyes switching from paranoia to peace, “But I’m good right now.” The whole thing was just unusual, and a tad bit creepy, but I found myself oddly not perturbed at her worry for me. I actually felt, loved? No, not really, just cared for. Something that had been missing from my life the past few years was being filled by somepony that I just knew would never leave me. Especially if she was immortal and had health problems whenever I was away. “So about this hyperventilating, did it only start today, or has it been going for a while?” “Well,” Twilight started rubbing her leg, “I would feel some unease whenever you were out of sight, this started about a week ago, but it wasn't anything like this morning.” “Okay. I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I guess we’ll just have to deal with it.” I got off the couch, “So what do we do now?” Twilight blushed again, “Well, if I need to always keep you in sight, then why don't we start, umm, dating, maybe?” She was knocking her hooves together nervously, her eyes refusing to meet mine. I didn't know how she made that leap of logic, but I didn't feel any hesitation when I responded with a yes. She jumped off the couch, glee written all over her face, and gave my a swift hug. “Oh good! I was worried that you might say ‘no’ and I would be without you.” “Well even if I did say no, I kind of live here, so I wouldn't be gone or anything.” Twilight pulled out from our hug and blushed again, sooner or later she'd run out of blood, “I meant that I wouldn't be able to do any more kissing, or anything like that. I was worried that with what happened, you’d be freaked out and run away…” The possibility of doing so crossed my mind, but just I was about to consider if that would be an option, the very thought was eradicated, and before I knew it, I was struggling to remember what I was thinking about. Shrugging, I put my arm around Twilight, “So, what do you want to do?” “Well,” Twilight snuggled into my side, nuzzling my ribs, “I was thinking about going for a picnic in AJ’s orchards?” “Sure, that sounds cool, I’ll just go get ready.” As I started walking up the stairs to the bedroom, I heard the clopping of hooves behind me. “Um, Twilight why are you- Oh yeah, can't let me out of sight. I gotcha…” Getting dressed in some shoes is kind of awkward when your marefriend, or new marefriend, is staring at you the entire time. “I don’t think the whole sight thing is literal, maybe it’s more about proximity?” “I’m not taking any chances, okay?” The way she said it was almost intimidating, like she wouldn't take any further argument on the subject. “Oh, sorry. That kind of just, uh, slipped out…” I was quickly getting used to things just “slipping out”, but again, I couldn't find a problem with it. At the time I should have realized that something was up, I should’ve known that the old me would’t have just accepted the whole situation. But as I was about to find out, the old me had been changed into something much more… Subservient. Author's Note The plot thickens! How will our lovely HiE deal with this new development? Will he lose himself to the temptation of more sweet pony putang? Probably. Thanks for reading! Twilight's ReflectionsI never wanted to be an Alicorn. Honestly, the whole idea is scary, and just think of the implications! How does my magic change? How will my body adapt, because alicorns are taller and have, well, wings! How would that happen, how do wings just become a part of a pony? “Magic” just doesn't cut it, no, I would need to dig into just what makes an alicorn. I would need to discover myself, or at least my body. Because ever since I was lifted to being an alicorn, I've noticed some weird things. Like how I have this, craving, this continuous need that nudges at the edge of my mind, constantly telling me the same thing over and over and over. Love. Join. Bond. Forever. Can you imagine trying to create an transplanar teleportation spell, and whenever you take some time to think you have to deal with this tiny voice that just. Doesn't. Shut. UP! It’s unbearable, and I can barely fathom how Celestia, Luna, or Cadance can even deal with it! Unless, of course, they found a way to suppress it. Or better yet, do what it tells you and get rid of it. Is that why Cadance married my brother? Oh don’t be ridiculous Twilight, you know that Cadance loves Shinny. Even when he’s a total flake. Besides, if it really was to comply with what the voice was telling her, she would have been far more unstable, and probably would have killed Chrysalis for stealing her stallion. Maybe, that might make an interesting thought experiment: Would Cadance have killed Chrysalis if Cadance was under the control of it? I keep referring to this voice as an it, even though it’s a feminine voice. In fact, it sounds exactly like me, except for the echoing and foreboding undertones, like the way that the voice seems to project from everywhere. In truth, it was bearable, though frustrating, until Jack showed up. I don’t know exactly when I started having feeling for Jack, but naturally it started with friendship. He was nice, though not unassertive, and seemed to go out of his way to do the little things. He’d volunteer to wash dishes for Spike, so that the dragon could sort books. He’d make sure to replace the flowers everyday, and even bought new ones for the windowsill. But along with being nice, he’s also interested in literature. Turns out, there are many similarities between pony and human authors, so it was with this coincidence that we ended up discussing the finer points of booms late into the night. One time we stayed up till 3:00 A.M. arguing about whether or not Haymingneigh supported war. I pointed out the sheer violence he wrote about in For Whom the Bell Tolls, Jack said that he writes about violence in an almost awed way. But literary theory aside, we also had some playful conversations, like whether or not Pinkie was bound to the laws of physics. Maybe that’s why I started moving from friendship to, something else. That, and he’s a pretty great kisser. Yes, Jack. Isn't he wonderful, wouldn't you love to make him yours? You love him, don’t you? You could be with him forever, all you need to do is unite, use your bond, be with him! See, there it goes again! Whenever I think of Ja- the human, it starts a whole monologue about how I should “use your bond”, which I've deduced to mean having sex with him. Which, quite frankly, I do not want to do. Well, I mean, I think it would be pleasurable, and most of the books I've read on the subject say it can be quite the experience, but I still don’t know if I love him enough to do that. Certainly, I have feelings for him, but I had feelings for Flash Sentry too, and all that did was end up with one awkward date. It’s a beautiful night, perfect for romantic dinners and stargazing. I am alone with Flash, we’re in a private balcony at the finest restaurant in Canterlot. He makes a comment about my mane, I blush, and he reaches over with his hoof. I know that this will be when we kiss, underneath the stars, but just as our lips are about to make contact, a sharp pain shoots through my head. He is not the one. I recoil backwards, throwing myself onto the ground. Flash looks on in confusion, wondering why I reacted as such. The rest of the night is similar, any move made by Flash finds me in another painful spasm. We end the night on good terms, though I suspect there won’t be another date. That was one of the strongest manifestations of the voice. But it was only recently that the, I guess you could say symptoms, become worse. Paranoia, irrational thoughts, anxiety attacks, and finally the complete detachment of my persona from my own consciousness. I was left in a calm, peaceful state, locked inside my own mind. I wasn't able to observe any outside events, but I could still fell my own emotions. Anger. Joy. Lust. And, though I doubt if this was my own, love. But going back to my feelings for Jack, I still don’t know if I love him. That’s why I proposed that we should start dating, in order to figure out my feelings, as I would assume from my psychology books, most ponies do. I also hoped that our dating would appease the voice somewhat, so that I could focus on just spending time with him, without any interruptions from it. I hoped that would be enough, but as the first days of our relationship passed by I discovered that the voice only got louder. Every moment I was with him, which was pretty much always considering our proximity and my anxiety, the continuous stream of words flowed through my mind. They were never deafening, on no, but they were always there. Always egging me on, tempting me to just give in and let the other it take control. I needed to study this more, to look into just what was happening, but I could not find a book on the subject! Nothing, despite the vast amount of tomes contained in the library, not one mentioned anything like “alicorn voices”. Then again, not too many talked about alicorns in completely scientific terms, most ended up revering the alicorns as goddesses, which wouldn't be wrong, but then said that any study into them was unneeded. So I was left without the one thing that had helped me before, knowledge. So where was I to turn to? Well, the second thing that had always helped me were my friends. I just hope they can give me some advice, I doubt if I can contain myself around him. I already feel it getting stronger. Author's Note I am such a tease, aren't I? But that's how you get readers hooked, with cliffhangers that make them scream in frustration. Which is good, because your screams only make me stronger! BAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding, hope you enjoy the chapter. Thanks for reading! A Friend's AdviceAuthor's Note Holy shit, it's been forever guys. I honestly feel terrible for letting this fic slip for so long. So much has happened in my life, but I kept looking back to this fic and wondering if I should continue it. Well, I finally decided to give it a go. Thank you all for bearing with me and reading and enjoying this story. A Friend's Advice I was resolved to ask my friends for advice, because I could get by with a little help from my friends. The trouble now was choosing who to go to. Obvious choices included Rarity and Applejack, because both of them seem to be the best ponies for relationship advice, while the rest of my friends would probably not be of much help. And, so, I decided to visit Rarity. Hoofing my way over to Carousel Boutique I was filled with trepidation. How would I even start a conversation with Rarity? Heya Rares! Just wanted to ask, have you ever felt like you never want to be away from someone and there's a little voice in your head that keeps telling you to mate with someone. And you don't know if you really love them or if its just the voice. And... Yeah, probably wouldn't be the best idea. I had thought about studying this problem with science (and lots of tests, yay!) but I definitely didn't have schizophrenia or anything. These weren't delusions, right? I reached Rarity's right in the middle of my thoughts. Her door almost said hello to my face before I came back and realized I was about to experience an inelastic collision. A painful one, at that. I shook my head to get rid of my incessant thoughts and gave a knock. "Hello? Rarity, you there?" "Just a moment, darling!" Rarity came to the door not too soon after. "Why, Twilight! Please, do come in. What brings you to my home? Would you like some tea?" "Yes, I'd love some tea. Thank you, and it's a long story." "Perfect! I'll be right back, and then I'm all ears!" I preceded to tell Rarity about my developing feelings for Jack, but left out the parts about the voice in my head. I just couldn't explain something like that without seeming to be completely crazy. And being away from Jack this long was already starting to be irritable. You should be with him, why are you wasting time with this whore? "She's not a whore, she's my friend!" "And so maybe... Twilight?! What's wrong?" I realized I had said that aloud and my face blew up with embarrassment. "Nothing, sorry, you were saying?" "Okay, well if you need more tea, just say so. Anyways, what I was saying is that only you can know when the time is right! If you truly feel it in your heart, than maybe Jack is the stalli-err-human to sweep you away. Besides, he's quite a catch!" Suddenly, everything stopped. "What did you say?" I felt my heartrate quicken, my breathing shorten, and small beads of sweat started to run down my head. "Oh, well I was just saying that Jack is quite a catch! I mean, he's exotic and so handsome, for a human, although I don't have any reference really. But I bet his, you know what, is rather large." Rarity let out a giggle and blushed a bit. Did she dare say that about our Jack? How, how dare she! He's ours. OURS!!! No one can have him, you must protect him. Always. Show this bitch what you mean. My vision blurred a small bit, and Rarity seemed to transform from my wonderful friend to a snarly wolf. Only for a moment, but yet that image kept playing in my head, over and over. "Well, he is a catch. He's the most amazing person ever and, frankly, he's off limits." "Why, Twilight! I never meant that I would be after him. No, quite the opposite, I'm happy for you!" My mind couldn't process how she would be so two-faced! Pretending to be my friend while she was practically drooling over MY Jack. My vision blurred again, but this time I heard a soft whistling. Like a fly that just kept flying past my ear, but every time it got close it immediately flew away again. I was shaking by this time. "Umm... I think I should be going, thank you whor-Rarity, for your time." I tried to smile, despite the whistling, which was growing stronger and louder. We both got up and walked over to her door. "Of course, and maybe you can bring Jack by next time! I'd love to chat with him!" Rarity gave me a smile as we had reached the door. NO. HE IS OURS! FOREVER. YOU WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN! "Oww!" My head was pulsing now, like my entire body was trying to push me away from Rarity, and I was all too happy to respond. "Okay, I should really be going. See you later, Rarity." I rushed out of her house as quick as I could, before it got worse. I couldn't even hear what she said, all my thoughts were screaming one thing. JACK Twilight busted through the door just as I was getting to the next chapter in my book. It was a fascinating story about a Neighpon prince who falls in love with a host of women, and all of them have such wild and eccentric personalities. I flashed my eyes up to her: "Woah, hey Twi, what's-woah!" Suddenly, Twilight jumped on top of me and pressed her lips into mine. Her eyes were shut tight and all of her body was pushed against me. Her tongue was claiming dominance, like a python seeking to strangle its victim. "mine. Mine. MINE. You are MINE, Jack, always." Twilight had removed herself from my mouth just to say that. She looked at me with a piercing gaze. Her eyes had gained a tinge of red, like before, and she seemed... Darker. Her voice was breathy and so powerful, my erection had shot up during our kissing. "Twi, what's gotten into you? Why are you so..." "QUIET! My love, you are mine, always. Always." Her voice was commanding and pressed into my very mind, my soul. I couldn't even stop myself from saying "yes". And just like that, she lifted her ass into the air, magiked away my pants, brought out my cock, and plunged herself onto me. We both let out a shriek of ecstasy. Like long-lost lovers who were just finding each other again. Some of her saliva came out of her mouth and fell onto my shirt, which she promptly ripped off my body. She licked my stomach and traced her way towards my nipples, all the while plowing me into the ground. She lightly bit my nipple, enough to elicit both pain and pleasure. "Jack, listen closely. Not today, not tomorrow, but soon we will bond. We will bond our souls, our bodies, and our very beings to each other. The pain will be beyond anything you have ever felt, or could ever imagine, but it is the only way to make you mine. Forever." Twilight's voice carried that depth and echo again, an other-worldly component that finally reawakened my thinking brain. "uhhh, Twilight. Twilight, wait!" But before I could regain control of my arms and force her to stop, she had pinned me down to the ground with her magic. She was riding me, ironically, like a horse. The pleasure was unbearable and my cock twitched within her. She moaned, a breathy, heady moan that carried the promise of so much. I couldn't take it, and against, my own will, I came inside her. She came as well, calling out my name into my ear. Her voice was so beautiful and strong, like a volcano after an eruption, when the lava is still melting and the heat simmers off of it. We both laid there, she on my chest with a smile and look of pure contentment, and both of us sweaty and exhausted. I could barely think straight, my will seemed to have been sapped away from me temporarily. I laid there, my whole body slightly pulsing, and stared down at Twilight. She looked back at me, her eyes now fully red, and smiled. But what I saw wasn't my marefriend, what I saw was something larger, pulsing with energy, and goddamn sexy. She put her tongue down where my heart is and let her tongue rest there. A searing heat burned out from that area, and I yelled in pain. After five seconds, but what seemed like five hours, the pain stopped. "There, my love, slowly it has begun." I looked down as Twilight got off of me and saw an insignia over my heart. It looked like Twilight's cutie mark, but with two wings behind it and a much darker shade of purple. I looked over at her, only to see her faint to the ground. "Twilight!" I tried to get up to go over to her, but my legs were still practically useless. She was breathing, softly, and seemed to even be asleep from where I was. I laid back and went back to staring at the ceiling: "What just happened?" I felt my eyelids droop as sleep overcame me as well.
Gotta Love TeleportationTakes place in a Pre-S4 Finale setting. A.K.A Twilight still has her tree-house. It was around three weeks ago that I started dating Twilight Sparkle. Everything was okay at first, in fact, it was fantastic! Long walks in the park, daily trips to the marketplace, nights spent lying next to each other by the fire, nights spent having hot sweat sex… Yeah, it was pretty good. But around three days ago, something changed. Something started happening to Twilight that just… Well, it just creeped me the fuck out. Maybe if I tell you what it was, then you would understand why I was so confused. I am Jack McCullough, and here is my tale. I arrived in Equestria in a rather odd way, that is, by being thrown from my dorm room into a purple portal. Said portal brought me to a peculiar room, made out of wood and decorated with shelves upon shelves of books. My initial impression was that it was the home of a nerd, and I wasn't too far off. “Oh my gosh, it worked. IT WORKED!!! Spike, get my quill and parchment, quick!” I lifted my head to see a pony with a horn and wings currently hopping around the room, smiling her largest smile and continuously giggling. She had a crown on her head, must have been royalty, and her, body? Barrel? Her main figure was round without being overly flabby. So in other words, she was pretty cute in a dorkish kind of way. “Okay Twilight, I've got your stuff. Hey, I think it’s awake.” “I am not an it…”, I scoffed. The dragon, which I assumed was an intern or coffee-bitch, and pony both stared in amazement, before the pony-unicorn-pegasus’s eyes grew twice their normal size and started sparkling, “It talked! Oh my gosh, it talked! This is sooooooo cool, I have to write everything- Spike, write down everything it says.” “I am not an it, I am a he!” I was currently lifting myself, albeit very slowly, off of the ground on onto my legs. Maybe if they saw me at my full 5’11’’ I could scare them, or intimidate them or something. Alas, the ponycornsus only started hyperventilating. “It- He’s so tall… We have to study him!” She jumped right in front of my face, “What are you? Where are you from? What’s your name? Do you drink coffee or tea?” She continued bombarding me with questions until I finally snapped. “HOLD ON! I’m trying to fucking think.” She got really quiet after that, he eyes were wide in shock. Maybe she’d never heard that word before? Did I really end up in a place without swear words? “Alright, now that I have your attention, my name is Jack McCullough from a place called Earth. I am 23 years old, single, and currently in college. Now here is where you say your name.” “Umm… Okay, I am Princess Twilight Sparkle of Equestria. This is my assistant Spike. He is a dragon and I am an Alicorn.” She motioned towards the window, “You are currently in Ponyville.” The next thirty minutes were spent acquainting me with Equestria’s basics, like the three pony kinds, who the princesses were, and magic. I, in turn, remained confused as to how I had gotten to Equestria, to which she replied, “Well, I used a tier-five transportation spell coupled with a hexagonal matrix. this allowed me to expand my magic aura through a field of space-time and particles across a vast array of physical, and ethereal, space. I ended up having to funnel my matrix into a more localized area, roughly twenty hooves across, that let me… Are you even listening?” “I was startled out of my near-sleep stage by her words,” not really, you literally just told me about magic five minutes ago. I would be surprised if Bohr would get all of this.” “Since when are we talking about pigs?” I blinked twice, “Right, no such things as physics here. Duh.” “You’re weird Jack…” The next few days consisted of: eating vegetarian style (I didn't mind, though everything tasted like lettuce by the third day), meeting Twilight’s friends (Apparently called the “Elements of Harmony”, though I just refer to them by their names), walking around Ponyville (They more or less got used to me by the seventh trip), and meeting the Princesses. “Hmm, he is certainly unusual…” Celestia, the white-furred one, was stroking her chin with her hoof and looking me over. “I wish we could help you ,but it seems that Twilight’s spell only works one way. you are stuck her indefinitely, we are sorry to say.” I wasn't too hung up over that, to be honest. I really didn't have anybody back home for me. My parents were divorced, with the only parent I cared for being my dad, who passed away. My brothers were all out of touch with me, we split apart after the funeral, and I never saw my mom. Not that I would want to, she’s not the greatest. I tried dating after his death, but no matter how far I got, I would always leave the next morning. Nothing seemed worthwhile, maybe it was the divorce, maybe I just have commitment issues, I don’t know, but either way, I couldn't keep a relationship to save my life. Even my friends moved on, while I just stuck around the campus, drinking and staring at lakes. “Well, We think he is quite exotic! Perhaps he should stay permanently?” Celestia’s sister, Luna, who was gazing at me, almost sizing me up it seemed, said. And though I considered myself adventurous underneath the sheets, I didn't plan to catch any pony pussy. At least, until the seventh day. I was walking down the stairs from the guest room (which was in the same place as Twilight’s room ,just in a different bed) to get some breakfast when I stumbled upon a glorious sight. Twilight was reading a book over the table, her mane frizzled and a spoon full of oats about to enter her mouth. She had some glasses on and was just so.. Focused. It was adorable the way her mouth twitched every so often, and then she would take a bite of oats, her focus never changing. Spike was already out and about, so it was just the two of us that morning. I decided to have a little fun with Twilight and tiptoed behind her. Just as she was about to take a bite, I stood up over her and simultaneously grabbed her and yelled, “GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!!!” “AHHHHHHH!!!” She threw her spoon straight out the window, and her wings flared out, kicking the bowel of oats off the table. Her body pushed the chair back right into my gut, sending me back onto the ground, and she stood at attention, ready to fend off any invaders. She turned to face me, “Jack, what the heck do you think you’re doing! You nearly made me spill on my book!” “So worth it…” I wheezed, trying to get back up. The pain from her reaction was lessening, but I probably wouldn't eat for another two hours. “Good morning, Twilight.” She sighed, “And a good morning to you too Jack. I hope you learned your lesson.” I nodded, “Yep, don’t scare a princess.” “Good,” she said with smile. I don’t know if it was the stomach pain or what, but when she smiled I damn near had a heart attack. The past seven days I had noticed small things about her, like unusual quirks and whatnot, but none had made me seize up like that. Was I crushing on a pony? Yes, yes I was, but the knowledge that I may never get back home made that seem okay to me. So I continued the day as normal, not really worrying about it, but I couldn't stop from glancing over at Twilight whenever I could. She was either reading, eating, or both, but she just looked adorable the whole time. I kept to myself though, reading through some interesting things about anatomy and whatnot, when I chanced upon an article about pony sex organs. I didn't want to look, but the pictures were extraordinarily detailed, and I found myself being aroused. “Hey Jack, could you come here a moment?” “Sure,” I made my way over to where she was trying to grab a book. As I reached for it, however, I subconsciously put my hand around her body. I stretched out to get the book, and turned to see her blushing like mad with my hand around her. I was pretty embarrassed about it, so I just handed her the book and walked over to my corner while she mumbled a thanks. Why was she making me feel embarrassed? I don’t know, I hadn't felt much in quite a while, but whatever this feeling was, it kept going. By mid-afternoon, my glances had become short stares, but I did catch her returning a few of them, this ended in both of us quickly hiding our faces and blushing. I was falling for her, but I had no idea why. “Would you like something to eat?” Her voice pulled me out of my reading, and I took a few seconds to recover before I nodded. She sauntered off into the kitchen with, a bit of sway in her hips? Yeah, she was definitely putting an extra swing with every step, and along with that I saw her tail was slightly raised, allowing me a small peek of her personal area. She brought out two sandwiches, which I graciously accepted one and began eating it. I felt a slight raise in the futon and looked over to see that Twilight had sat next to me, though there was still some distance between us. “Is it, ah, okay if I sit here?” “Well, you really didn't need to ask.” We both started eating our food, keeping up some small talk about the weather schedule and her friends. I noticed that she was slowly inching closer to me as time went by, but I wasn't about to complain. Some part of me liked that she was getting closer, another smaller part was questioning why I was okay with that, and then a very large part of me was currently locking lips with Twilight. … Sure enough, the princess had thrown her hooves around me and was kissing fervently, forcing her tongue into my mouth and exploring how it felt. I reciprocated, engaging in a tongue war that neither of us wanted to win, if only because that meant we would have to stop. She was making quick gyrations against my crotch, causing my other brain to peek out of his cave. “Hey, big brain! We totally need some action down here!” “I got ya bro, just give me a little bit!” I moved my hands onto her wings, massaging the point where they met her back. I must've done something right, because she started moaning into my mouth, letting out gasps whenever I struck a particular part. After what felt like hours, we removed our mouths from each other, a line of drool breaking in the air. She was panting, as was I, and her eyes were filled with lust, pur, hot lust. She wanted me, badly. And I wasn't beneath giving into some carnal pleasure. Before you could say “Wait a minute, why would you fuck on the first chance of kissing? Isn't that really fast? Like seriously, why would you do that, who knows if she’s a virgin and you will take her first time? She could hate you forever!”, I had started moving my hands down to her pussy. But right before I could stick my fingers in, she moved a hoof down, and with a smug smirk said, “Uh-uh, not until I say so Jack, you eager thing you.” Talk about a complete personality change, the adorkable Twilight I had known the past week was changed into some determined mare that knew exactly what she wanted. And how to get it. But, sadly, before I could get to whatever point that Twilight mentioned, a little cock-block named Spike entered the library, “Hey Twilight, Jack. I’m back from Rarity’s.” Quick as we could, Twilight and I got over staring at each other, and separated. Though we both were panting, and I was hard as a rock, Spike passed right before us and up the stairs. “I’m going to wash up, Rarity had me digging for gems again.” We both breathed a sigh of relief, before glancing over at each other, nodding, and making a beeline for her bedroom. This happened everyday after that, we would start of normally enough, with reading and eating and small talk, but eventually she’d move her tail over under my chin, or bend over in the living room, and I’d start getting hard. Soon, we’d end up in a furious make-out session, sometimes in the bathroom ,sometimes in the kitchen, by the end of the second week we had made-out over just about every available surface in the library. I felt bad for anypony that didn't know, but I was to busy sucking face with Twilight to do anything about it. We never had sex though, she would always stop me before anything could happen like that. I didn't think much of it, I figured she’d go whenever she was ready, so it was just kissing, dry humping, and clever use of our hands/hooves that kept us going, and frankly, that was enough. We would make trips to the market, she’d always be right against my side, flicking her tail up across my back. We’d buy whatever food for the day and head back, at night we’d got to the park and just sit together on the bench. She would lay her head across my lap, and I’d scratch her on the top of her head, petting and caressing her. I was happy, she was happy, it was perfect. So now that I've told you about how our relationship started, and evolved, I can get into just how messed up in turned when I went into the market alone one day. It was a bright, sunny day, like most of the week had been. I ducked out of the library early, stepping silently past Twilight as she slept. The market was open early that day, so I figured I’d make breakfast for her. In my mind it was perfect, she would wake up and I would give her some cheesy greeting, then I’d tell her to stay in bed and bring a breakfast just for her. After all she was my… Well, she wasn't my marefriend, at least we never had officially started dating, so I figured it was just a friends-with-benefits type of thing. I had feelings for her, but I don’t know if they were really love or just lust. As I was picking out some apples from AJ’s cart, I was approached by a red-maned mare with blue eyes. She came up from my right, and gave me low glances, a few of which were aimed at my member. She got within talking distance and said in a husky voice, “Hey there big fella, I've been meaning to test you out, ever since I saw you walking through here.” She discreetly lifted a hoof up to my crotch, pressing against it light, “Hmm, you want to meet up later?” Uncomfortable as I was, the mare was pretty hot, at least in a pony kind of way, and while Twilight had some pudge around her, this mare was all lean muscle. I was about to answer when I heard a very load “AHEM” from behind me. I turned around to see a very angry Twilight Sparkle glaring, not at me, but at the mare currently propositioning me. Suddenly, Twilight grabbed onto my arm and glared the other mare in the eyes, “It would be best if you were to leave us, now.” The voice I heard was Twilight’s, but there was something else to it, like a low, rumbling echo that laced the sentence with plenty of malice. The mare caught the hint, and ran away as quickly as her legs could take her. “Um, hey Twilight. I didn't know you were awake, I was just going to make you breakfast, you know.” Twilight turned her away from the dust trail of the other mare and towards me, her eyes switched quickly from a slightly red tinge to their regular purple, “Okay, we should probably be going then.” I paid for the apples and walked back with Twilight wrapped around my arm the whole way. At first it was okay, but she refused to ever let go, and the look she was giving to other mares was, well, paranoid in a way. Like she was worried they would take me from her grasp. We went inside, and I set about making breakfast while she went to freshen up. I was just touching up the apple strudel I had made when a beautiful voice floated down from the upper part of the library. It was like a pure, green field on a Summer day, when the wind was washing across the grass, blowing the scent of fresh earth across the field. And in the middle was a glorious purple mare, her hair spotted with blue flowers, and all I could think was how beautiful Twilight looked, because this mare was without a doubt Twilight. I snapped out of what must have been a trance to find myself just outside of the bathroom from which the siren song was emanating. I reached for the doorknob, turned it, and opened to the source of the beautiful voice. The source was Twilight, water cascading down her body as she sang this song, this wondrous song. I walked over to her; she turned and smiled, her eyes glowing softly and said with pure lust dripping from her words, “I can not risk another claiming you Jack. Today, I will make you MINE.” Author's Note I don't even own a fedora. Besides, I think this will go along quite nicely. Find anything incorrect, please say so, I need this to be the best story ever. (Seriously) Next one will feature some shenanigans and whatnot. Thanks for reading!
Sober Sober She was irresistible, standing in that shower, and all I could think of was HER and how beautiful she was, how amazing she was; all of my thoughts came back to her. She was humming the song now, it was still just as beautiful as before, and her hooves found their way over my shoulders. She pulled me closer, so that our lips were but a couple inches from each other. I could smell her breath, in fact, I could feel its heat over my face, drawing me into her, into her eyes, into her soul. All I could see was a burning fire, a desire so great that it was consuming her, but I didn't care. No, right then and there all rational thought had just about flown out the window, I didn't need it, no, all I needed was her. As you can tell, I wasn't in my right mind, and at that time that should have scared me. Here I was, having woken up to just another regular day, and now just under two hours later I find myself locked in an embrace with my first friend in Equestria. I should have thought about how fast this was, how weird it was that I was so ready, so willing to do whatever she asked. Maybe it was the passion in her eyes, maybe it was the passion pushing against my pants, or maybe it was some combination of the two which fused together and made me lose control then. “I need you, Jack, right now. Put it in me, I want to feel your emotion, I can taste it, I can tell you want me, so just give in. Just give into it Jack.” So I did. My pants had already been undone for me and were thrown to the side. My underwear was ripped in half by her magic, letting Jack Jr. stand at the ready. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body right up in front of me, and got ready to enter her pussy. With a little bit of guidance, I found my way to her snatch, and dove in. She hissed, I was her first, and tensed her muscles around my dick, preventing it from moving any further. Though even on the first thrust it had practically slid in, her vagina was dripping wet, something which had been hidden by the water pouring down on us. It was only a few seconds before she relaxed and let me hilt inside of her. “Perfect, oh this is just perfect. I can feel it throbbing, can you feel my muscles? Can you feel them, how eager they are, only for you Jack?” I could only grunt in response, which was pretty shocking, as I had been trying to form words. It seemed that even my ability to speak had been taken away by, well, whatever spell it was that she had woven into her song. At this point she wasn't singing, humming, or anything more than moaning, but I could still hear her song reverberating inside of my mind, over and over. I don’t know how to explain this, but I could sense her. I could pick apart every emotion, every memory, everything about her. And I just knew she could tell the same. As we were in the shower, locked in the throes of pleasure, we were touching each other’s souls. I felt so at peace, so tranquil, even as I furiously kept pumping my cock in and out of her pussy. Pure bliss. “I love you Jack. I love you. I love you so much. Say you love me. Say that you need me, how much I know you do, say it. Say it! SAY IT!” I felt a force like a thousand winds pushing from within me, forcing out those three words. But just as I was about to scream out to the heavens, my consciousness burst forward. And in that instance, we were thrown from each other, disconnecting our privates, and flinging us to opposite sides of the shower. My eyes, which had been half-lidded, burst open and I regained my thinking powers, and speech. “Wait. What the fuck? Where am I? Why am I in the bathroom. Why is Twilight… Hey, Twilight. You okay?” The alicorn was picking herself up off the ground, rubbing her forehead. “Ugh, what just happ-... Jack? What the, why are you naked? Why are you in the shower?!” We both stared at each other for what felt like ages, neither of us speaking. The whole situation was so surreal, and as I stood dumbly looking at her, memories came surging back. Visuals about what I had seen, what we had seen, were brought to the forefront of my mind. “Twilight, did we… Have sex?” Twilight stood with her jaw nearing the floor, obviously she was remembering all that had transpired. She shook her head and turned off the shower. “Jack, we need to talk, right now.” Sitting in the living room, no words were being said. I had found some spare clothes, thankfully Rarity was adept at sewing extras for me, and was fully dressed and happy to not be feeling the gentle breeze against my johnson Twilight came in with a tray of tea, because apparently “long talks go better with tea”, and set the tray down on the table before she rested her bottom on the couch opposite of mine. “Alright Jack, to clear the air, no I have no idea what happened. One moment I was looking for you in the market and then I just, well, blacked out? Or at least, the part of me that’s talking to you right now. The, well, other part took control when she saw you with that mare… Ahem, anyways, that’s what I know so far.” “You think that whatever had sex with me in the shower is another part of you?” “Basically yes, I think that it must be some part of my psyche that came out and ended up putting you into some form of trance. Though why she would allow me to remember everything, let alone you ,is beyond me.” I took a sip of the black tea, savoring the taste, before speaking again, “So, did you really mean it when you said you loved me?” Twilight blushed, hard, and looked down at her hooves. She was mumbling something, but I couldn't hear her, “What was that Twilight?” “I-I What meant, what I said, back in the bathroom. I don’t really know when, but recently I've been thinking about you Jack, a lot. I can hardly focus on anything unless you’re there. I tried watering the plants this morning, but I couldn't even do that. Something just prevented me, that’s why I even searched for you in the first place.” Twilight took a breath, “And before that, when I woke up, I looked over to see you gone from your bed, and I just… I panicked. I started hyperventilating and just couldn't stop, Spike had to get me to calm down. It was so scary, Jack.” She looked up at my face, her eyes switching from paranoia to peace, “But I’m good right now.” The whole thing was just unusual, and a tad bit creepy, but I found myself oddly not perturbed at her worry for me. I actually felt, loved? No, not really, just cared for. Something that had been missing from my life the past few years was being filled by somepony that I just knew would never leave me. Especially if she was immortal and had health problems whenever I was away. “So about this hyperventilating, did it only start today, or has it been going for a while?” “Well,” Twilight started rubbing her leg, “I would feel some unease whenever you were out of sight, this started about a week ago, but it wasn't anything like this morning.” “Okay. I don’t know if that’s a good thing, but I guess we’ll just have to deal with it.” I got off the couch, “So what do we do now?” Twilight blushed again, “Well, if I need to always keep you in sight, then why don't we start, umm, dating, maybe?” She was knocking her hooves together nervously, her eyes refusing to meet mine. I didn't know how she made that leap of logic, but I didn't feel any hesitation when I responded with a yes. She jumped off the couch, glee written all over her face, and gave my a swift hug. “Oh good! I was worried that you might say ‘no’ and I would be without you.” “Well even if I did say no, I kind of live here, so I wouldn't be gone or anything.” Twilight pulled out from our hug and blushed again, sooner or later she'd run out of blood, “I meant that I wouldn't be able to do any more kissing, or anything like that. I was worried that with what happened, you’d be freaked out and run away…” The possibility of doing so crossed my mind, but just I was about to consider if that would be an option, the very thought was eradicated, and before I knew it, I was struggling to remember what I was thinking about. Shrugging, I put my arm around Twilight, “So, what do you want to do?” “Well,” Twilight snuggled into my side, nuzzling my ribs, “I was thinking about going for a picnic in AJ’s orchards?” “Sure, that sounds cool, I’ll just go get ready.” As I started walking up the stairs to the bedroom, I heard the clopping of hooves behind me. “Um, Twilight why are you- Oh yeah, can't let me out of sight. I gotcha…” Getting dressed in some shoes is kind of awkward when your marefriend, or new marefriend, is staring at you the entire time. “I don’t think the whole sight thing is literal, maybe it’s more about proximity?” “I’m not taking any chances, okay?” The way she said it was almost intimidating, like she wouldn't take any further argument on the subject. “Oh, sorry. That kind of just, uh, slipped out…” I was quickly getting used to things just “slipping out”, but again, I couldn't find a problem with it. At the time I should have realized that something was up, I should’ve known that the old me would’t have just accepted the whole situation. But as I was about to find out, the old me had been changed into something much more… Subservient. Author's Note The plot thickens! How will our lovely HiE deal with this new development? Will he lose himself to the temptation of more sweet pony putang? Probably. Thanks for reading!
Twilight's ReflectionsI never wanted to be an Alicorn. Honestly, the whole idea is scary, and just think of the implications! How does my magic change? How will my body adapt, because alicorns are taller and have, well, wings! How would that happen, how do wings just become a part of a pony? “Magic” just doesn't cut it, no, I would need to dig into just what makes an alicorn. I would need to discover myself, or at least my body. Because ever since I was lifted to being an alicorn, I've noticed some weird things. Like how I have this, craving, this continuous need that nudges at the edge of my mind, constantly telling me the same thing over and over and over. Love. Join. Bond. Forever. Can you imagine trying to create an transplanar teleportation spell, and whenever you take some time to think you have to deal with this tiny voice that just. Doesn't. Shut. UP! It’s unbearable, and I can barely fathom how Celestia, Luna, or Cadance can even deal with it! Unless, of course, they found a way to suppress it. Or better yet, do what it tells you and get rid of it. Is that why Cadance married my brother? Oh don’t be ridiculous Twilight, you know that Cadance loves Shinny. Even when he’s a total flake. Besides, if it really was to comply with what the voice was telling her, she would have been far more unstable, and probably would have killed Chrysalis for stealing her stallion. Maybe, that might make an interesting thought experiment: Would Cadance have killed Chrysalis if Cadance was under the control of it? I keep referring to this voice as an it, even though it’s a feminine voice. In fact, it sounds exactly like me, except for the echoing and foreboding undertones, like the way that the voice seems to project from everywhere. In truth, it was bearable, though frustrating, until Jack showed up. I don’t know exactly when I started having feeling for Jack, but naturally it started with friendship. He was nice, though not unassertive, and seemed to go out of his way to do the little things. He’d volunteer to wash dishes for Spike, so that the dragon could sort books. He’d make sure to replace the flowers everyday, and even bought new ones for the windowsill. But along with being nice, he’s also interested in literature. Turns out, there are many similarities between pony and human authors, so it was with this coincidence that we ended up discussing the finer points of booms late into the night. One time we stayed up till 3:00 A.M. arguing about whether or not Haymingneigh supported war. I pointed out the sheer violence he wrote about in For Whom the Bell Tolls, Jack said that he writes about violence in an almost awed way. But literary theory aside, we also had some playful conversations, like whether or not Pinkie was bound to the laws of physics. Maybe that’s why I started moving from friendship to, something else. That, and he’s a pretty great kisser. Yes, Jack. Isn't he wonderful, wouldn't you love to make him yours? You love him, don’t you? You could be with him forever, all you need to do is unite, use your bond, be with him! See, there it goes again! Whenever I think of Ja- the human, it starts a whole monologue about how I should “use your bond”, which I've deduced to mean having sex with him. Which, quite frankly, I do not want to do. Well, I mean, I think it would be pleasurable, and most of the books I've read on the subject say it can be quite the experience, but I still don’t know if I love him enough to do that. Certainly, I have feelings for him, but I had feelings for Flash Sentry too, and all that did was end up with one awkward date. It’s a beautiful night, perfect for romantic dinners and stargazing. I am alone with Flash, we’re in a private balcony at the finest restaurant in Canterlot. He makes a comment about my mane, I blush, and he reaches over with his hoof. I know that this will be when we kiss, underneath the stars, but just as our lips are about to make contact, a sharp pain shoots through my head. He is not the one. I recoil backwards, throwing myself onto the ground. Flash looks on in confusion, wondering why I reacted as such. The rest of the night is similar, any move made by Flash finds me in another painful spasm. We end the night on good terms, though I suspect there won’t be another date. That was one of the strongest manifestations of the voice. But it was only recently that the, I guess you could say symptoms, become worse. Paranoia, irrational thoughts, anxiety attacks, and finally the complete detachment of my persona from my own consciousness. I was left in a calm, peaceful state, locked inside my own mind. I wasn't able to observe any outside events, but I could still fell my own emotions. Anger. Joy. Lust. And, though I doubt if this was my own, love. But going back to my feelings for Jack, I still don’t know if I love him. That’s why I proposed that we should start dating, in order to figure out my feelings, as I would assume from my psychology books, most ponies do. I also hoped that our dating would appease the voice somewhat, so that I could focus on just spending time with him, without any interruptions from it. I hoped that would be enough, but as the first days of our relationship passed by I discovered that the voice only got louder. Every moment I was with him, which was pretty much always considering our proximity and my anxiety, the continuous stream of words flowed through my mind. They were never deafening, on no, but they were always there. Always egging me on, tempting me to just give in and let the other it take control. I needed to study this more, to look into just what was happening, but I could not find a book on the subject! Nothing, despite the vast amount of tomes contained in the library, not one mentioned anything like “alicorn voices”. Then again, not too many talked about alicorns in completely scientific terms, most ended up revering the alicorns as goddesses, which wouldn't be wrong, but then said that any study into them was unneeded. So I was left without the one thing that had helped me before, knowledge. So where was I to turn to? Well, the second thing that had always helped me were my friends. I just hope they can give me some advice, I doubt if I can contain myself around him. I already feel it getting stronger. Author's Note I am such a tease, aren't I? But that's how you get readers hooked, with cliffhangers that make them scream in frustration. Which is good, because your screams only make me stronger! BAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding, hope you enjoy the chapter. Thanks for reading!
A Friend's AdviceAuthor's Note Holy shit, it's been forever guys. I honestly feel terrible for letting this fic slip for so long. So much has happened in my life, but I kept looking back to this fic and wondering if I should continue it. Well, I finally decided to give it a go. Thank you all for bearing with me and reading and enjoying this story. A Friend's Advice I was resolved to ask my friends for advice, because I could get by with a little help from my friends. The trouble now was choosing who to go to. Obvious choices included Rarity and Applejack, because both of them seem to be the best ponies for relationship advice, while the rest of my friends would probably not be of much help. And, so, I decided to visit Rarity. Hoofing my way over to Carousel Boutique I was filled with trepidation. How would I even start a conversation with Rarity? Heya Rares! Just wanted to ask, have you ever felt like you never want to be away from someone and there's a little voice in your head that keeps telling you to mate with someone. And you don't know if you really love them or if its just the voice. And... Yeah, probably wouldn't be the best idea. I had thought about studying this problem with science (and lots of tests, yay!) but I definitely didn't have schizophrenia or anything. These weren't delusions, right? I reached Rarity's right in the middle of my thoughts. Her door almost said hello to my face before I came back and realized I was about to experience an inelastic collision. A painful one, at that. I shook my head to get rid of my incessant thoughts and gave a knock. "Hello? Rarity, you there?" "Just a moment, darling!" Rarity came to the door not too soon after. "Why, Twilight! Please, do come in. What brings you to my home? Would you like some tea?" "Yes, I'd love some tea. Thank you, and it's a long story." "Perfect! I'll be right back, and then I'm all ears!" I preceded to tell Rarity about my developing feelings for Jack, but left out the parts about the voice in my head. I just couldn't explain something like that without seeming to be completely crazy. And being away from Jack this long was already starting to be irritable. You should be with him, why are you wasting time with this whore? "She's not a whore, she's my friend!" "And so maybe... Twilight?! What's wrong?" I realized I had said that aloud and my face blew up with embarrassment. "Nothing, sorry, you were saying?" "Okay, well if you need more tea, just say so. Anyways, what I was saying is that only you can know when the time is right! If you truly feel it in your heart, than maybe Jack is the stalli-err-human to sweep you away. Besides, he's quite a catch!" Suddenly, everything stopped. "What did you say?" I felt my heartrate quicken, my breathing shorten, and small beads of sweat started to run down my head. "Oh, well I was just saying that Jack is quite a catch! I mean, he's exotic and so handsome, for a human, although I don't have any reference really. But I bet his, you know what, is rather large." Rarity let out a giggle and blushed a bit. Did she dare say that about our Jack? How, how dare she! He's ours. OURS!!! No one can have him, you must protect him. Always. Show this bitch what you mean. My vision blurred a small bit, and Rarity seemed to transform from my wonderful friend to a snarly wolf. Only for a moment, but yet that image kept playing in my head, over and over. "Well, he is a catch. He's the most amazing person ever and, frankly, he's off limits." "Why, Twilight! I never meant that I would be after him. No, quite the opposite, I'm happy for you!" My mind couldn't process how she would be so two-faced! Pretending to be my friend while she was practically drooling over MY Jack. My vision blurred again, but this time I heard a soft whistling. Like a fly that just kept flying past my ear, but every time it got close it immediately flew away again. I was shaking by this time. "Umm... I think I should be going, thank you whor-Rarity, for your time." I tried to smile, despite the whistling, which was growing stronger and louder. We both got up and walked over to her door. "Of course, and maybe you can bring Jack by next time! I'd love to chat with him!" Rarity gave me a smile as we had reached the door. NO. HE IS OURS! FOREVER. YOU WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN! "Oww!" My head was pulsing now, like my entire body was trying to push me away from Rarity, and I was all too happy to respond. "Okay, I should really be going. See you later, Rarity." I rushed out of her house as quick as I could, before it got worse. I couldn't even hear what she said, all my thoughts were screaming one thing. JACK Twilight busted through the door just as I was getting to the next chapter in my book. It was a fascinating story about a Neighpon prince who falls in love with a host of women, and all of them have such wild and eccentric personalities. I flashed my eyes up to her: "Woah, hey Twi, what's-woah!" Suddenly, Twilight jumped on top of me and pressed her lips into mine. Her eyes were shut tight and all of her body was pushed against me. Her tongue was claiming dominance, like a python seeking to strangle its victim. "mine. Mine. MINE. You are MINE, Jack, always." Twilight had removed herself from my mouth just to say that. She looked at me with a piercing gaze. Her eyes had gained a tinge of red, like before, and she seemed... Darker. Her voice was breathy and so powerful, my erection had shot up during our kissing. "Twi, what's gotten into you? Why are you so..." "QUIET! My love, you are mine, always. Always." Her voice was commanding and pressed into my very mind, my soul. I couldn't even stop myself from saying "yes". And just like that, she lifted her ass into the air, magiked away my pants, brought out my cock, and plunged herself onto me. We both let out a shriek of ecstasy. Like long-lost lovers who were just finding each other again. Some of her saliva came out of her mouth and fell onto my shirt, which she promptly ripped off my body. She licked my stomach and traced her way towards my nipples, all the while plowing me into the ground. She lightly bit my nipple, enough to elicit both pain and pleasure. "Jack, listen closely. Not today, not tomorrow, but soon we will bond. We will bond our souls, our bodies, and our very beings to each other. The pain will be beyond anything you have ever felt, or could ever imagine, but it is the only way to make you mine. Forever." Twilight's voice carried that depth and echo again, an other-worldly component that finally reawakened my thinking brain. "uhhh, Twilight. Twilight, wait!" But before I could regain control of my arms and force her to stop, she had pinned me down to the ground with her magic. She was riding me, ironically, like a horse. The pleasure was unbearable and my cock twitched within her. She moaned, a breathy, heady moan that carried the promise of so much. I couldn't take it, and against, my own will, I came inside her. She came as well, calling out my name into my ear. Her voice was so beautiful and strong, like a volcano after an eruption, when the lava is still melting and the heat simmers off of it. We both laid there, she on my chest with a smile and look of pure contentment, and both of us sweaty and exhausted. I could barely think straight, my will seemed to have been sapped away from me temporarily. I laid there, my whole body slightly pulsing, and stared down at Twilight. She looked back at me, her eyes now fully red, and smiled. But what I saw wasn't my marefriend, what I saw was something larger, pulsing with energy, and goddamn sexy. She put her tongue down where my heart is and let her tongue rest there. A searing heat burned out from that area, and I yelled in pain. After five seconds, but what seemed like five hours, the pain stopped. "There, my love, slowly it has begun." I looked down as Twilight got off of me and saw an insignia over my heart. It looked like Twilight's cutie mark, but with two wings behind it and a much darker shade of purple. I looked over at her, only to see her faint to the ground. "Twilight!" I tried to get up to go over to her, but my legs were still practically useless. She was breathing, softly, and seemed to even be asleep from where I was. I laid back and went back to staring at the ceiling: "What just happened?" I felt my eyelids droop as sleep overcame me as well.
