Twilight's Song

by mouse222

Gotta Love Teleportation

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Takes 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!

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