Transient Soul

Well, you aren't exactly sure how to take this new situation on your current life. Firstly, you get invited to hang out with your incredibly, lewdly dressed crush, THEN you get hit by a tractor trailer, THEN you posses an ugly jewish man, and now here you are, reduced to 6 inches of plastic hot dog action figurine with kung fu grip. You try to move your limbs, god, it's really stiff, but you manage to make some semblence of movement. You try to lift your head, damn! It doesn't work! For some strange reason, this action figure only seems to be able to move its head side to side! You feel the frustration boiling up inside you, and you scream with all your might.

"HI THERE KIDS, I'M JIMMY THE HOT DOG, I'M READY TO GRIP THE WIENER!"

Fuck! You didn't mean to say that! You try again. "REMEMBER TO ENJOY THE TASTE OF BIG JIM'S HOT DOGS, ONLY 2.99 EACH!"

ARRRRRRRRRG! You utilize your kung fu action grip and begin gripping in anger at your lack of vocabulary.

"Damn it! I just want to talk!" you shout.

AHA! YOU DID IT! This came to much of a surprise to you, and to Applejack as you suddenly felt a falling sensation. You land against pavement, and feel nothing. You could swear you see your leg pop off and land right next to your head. Just great.

"ANON!" Applejack yells as she quickly crouches over you. "Are ya okay Anon?"

You try to sit up, but find yourself limited to basic motions, this is going to be a headache for sure. "Yeah, I'm stuck in a miniature hot dog action figure, and I'm looking at my disembodied leg. Everything is FINE AJ."

Applejack quickly picks you up and embraces you into her bosom. Oh god sweet glorious Applemaid bosom, maybe this new host does have its pluses.

"Oh God Anon, I'm so sorry! I didn't know that was gonna happen!" You could feel her teardrops hit you like crashing boulders on your shoulders. Good thing you don't feel pain or this would be excruciating.

"It's okay AJ" you muffle into her breasts. "It's not your fault we had a musical voodoo man con us into surrendering the body I had possessed and transfer my soul into this hotdog figurine. It could've happened to anyone."

Applejack quickly pulls you away from her chest at the speed of KENYANS and looks down at you with a pool of tears running down her face.

"Ya mean you don't blame me?" She asks, quivering her lip in sadness.

"Of course not, I'm just glad that you got us out of that situation." You look down and see your discombobulated leg on the pavement. "Even if I don't have a leg."

Applejack gasped and quickly grabbed the leg on the pavement. "Ah don't know how to do this Anon, but here goes!" She shoved to peg into your leg hole giggedy, and you could feel a bit of movement coming from it.

"Awesome! Thanks AJ!" You give her an action kung fu grip as a thumbs up.

"No problem, only thing being, I ain't got no pockets to carry ya in Anon, and I don't want to keep on having to put y'all back together again."

"Yeah, that's the downside to having a lewd costume Applejack, shame that Fluttershy talked you into it." You quickly move your arms, "Not that I mean I don't mind it or anything."

Applejack chuckles, and then suddenly got quiet.

"What's wrong Applejack, I was just kidding."

"It's not...that Anon, I do have an idea, but..."

You look at her quizzicially, is she...blushing?

"Ya just reminded me that I'm a maid, and well..." She looks around to see if anyone is looking at her. She brings her hand up to her mouth and whispers to you.

"Maids wear garters Anon."

"What's a garter?" You ask stupidly.

She blushes even more intensily as she lifts up her skirt slightly, revealing an orange band wrapped around her upper thigh.

"Oh. So that's a garter."

You look at her silently, and it suddenly hits you.

"WAIT, NO NO NO NO NO NO NO, I mean I like you and everything, but isn't this a bit too...I mean, like, REALLY, this is like 5th and a half base right there Applejack."

Applejack quickly pushes her skirt back down and yells at you. "WELL, DON'T CHA THINK IT'S AKWARD FOR ME TOO?"

"Can't you just, you know... put me between...you know...." You try to make a movement with your arms, pointing to her chest, however you are only really able to move them up or down.

"Huh? OH!" Applejack blushes once more, and whispers. "That WOULD work....iffin I wore...you know..."

You look at her and yell. "YOU DON'T WEAR BRAS?"

"AH HATE THE WAY THEY CONSTRICT AND CHAFE MAH APPLES ANON!" She yells at you, causing some very confused trick o' treaters to look in her direction, whispering about the crazy lady talking to a hotdog.

"Look, If I carry ya in my hands, there's a high possibility I might drop ya. I don't want ta do that, because I don't know how much you can take."

You begin to say something but she cuts you off. "AND I can't put ya..." she whispers again. "Between my boobs, cause I ain't wearing a bra. and I ain't putting ya in mah shoe neither, might kill ya for real, can't put cha in my mouth either, because I ain't chokin on ya." She stomps her foot in frustration.

"Consarn it, Iffin I had my hat, we could've avoided this whole situation, and I would've carried y'all in that!"

You try to speak up, but Applejack, seemingly being able to read your mind quickly felled your idea.

"AND NO, It's already akward enough to have you on my thigh, let alone in my drawers. Ain't happening bucko."

"But, you're wearing..." you begin.

"And JUST that...if you get my point." She quickly snips, crossing her legs in a bit of frustrated embaressment.

You stare at her nyloned legs, and start putting the pieces together. "Oh." you flatly state.

You internally smirk however, Applejack came specifically to you, in this sort of situation with the intention of spooky relations. She must really dig the shit out of you.

"So...what do we do then?" You state, trying to hold your plastic chin with your kung fu action grip hand.

"I thought we agreed, I'll...carry you on my garter...." Applejack blushed even speaking the words.

"No no no no," you start, flailing your arms. "I know that part...I just mean, what are we going to do about the whole me being a plastic hotdog man?"

"Well, I think it's outta our hands at the moment Anon, but I THINK I know someone who can help."

Please don't say Twilight, Please don't say Twilight, Please don't say Twilight.

"Twilight knows a lot about this witchcraft and science hullabaloo, maybe she'll give us a path to work with."

DAMN IT! You can just imagine Twilight poking and prodding nonstop in scientific curiosity or whatever the hell she gets off to.

"Well, I guess we don't have much of a choice then. Come on, let's get a leg up while we can."

"If ya make another joke like that, I swear I'll crush you between my thighs Anon."

"All right, All right..."

Applejack lifts up her skirt slightly, and with her free hand, pulls the garter from her thigh. You feel yourself growing closing to the nylon oneness of lewdity. Applejack pressed you against her thigh, and snaps the garter into place.

"Does it REALLY have to be the inside of your thigh AJ?" You muffle slightly.

"Don't wanna drop ya Anon, gotta keep you safe!"

That's great and all, but being stuck agianst the inner thigh of the girl you want to have relations with, with only her other nyloned thigh to look at, since unfortuantly can't move your head up, does not an easy mode of transportation make.

"You ready Anon?" Applejack asks as she takes one stride of her leg. Oh my fucking god its like being on being one of those swinging ships at 5 Banners Amusement park, except with a womans leg.

"Yeah, we're good, just take your time!" You shout back, moving your arms up and down.

She quickly stops, and you feel her other thigh press against your body. "DON'T DO THAT ANON! JUST STAND STILL."

"Sorry, didn't think about that." You muffle into her thigh. You'll have to remember that for later.

It was a semi nauesiating, yet blissful 30 minutes before your ride came to a full and complete stop. Thank freaking God, you are going to have to masterbate so freaking hard when you get back to a normal body. You can hear several voices, you're pretty sure that's Pinkie, and Fluttershy...Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and...shudder...Twilight too. Great, the gang's all here.

"Hey AJ! Thought you wouldn't make it! Not that you're missing anything, the boys are too wowed at my totally radical costume to even come talk to us." That's Rainbow Dash for sure.

"Darling, I've heard of fashionably late, but 3 hours is kind of pushing it." That would be Rarity.

"Looks like you took my advice, did Anon like it? I'd tell you how I've been doing, but SOME body keeps on scaring away the boys!" Hmm...passive aggressive, definately Fluttershy.

"OMIGOSH YOU LOOK LIKE TOTALLY HAWT APPLEJACK! I JUST WANNA GROPE YOUR BOOBIES SO BAD AAAAAAHH!" That's DEFINATELY Pinkie Pie.

"So, Applejack, how do you like the Haunted Karnival? I was in charge of the decorations this year, I'm not sure if there perfect or not, what do you think?" Ugh... there's Twilight.

"Listen girls, is it possible that we can talk somewhere private?" You heard Applejack state.

" Does it have to do with Anon?" Fluttershy asked.

"...Something like that..." You heard Applejack nervousally respond, you can picture her rubbing her neck adorably.

"OMIGOSH DID HE TOTALLY GROPE YOUR BOOBIES? YOU HAVE THE MOST GROPIEST BOOBIES IN THE WORLD, GIMMIE GIMMIE"

"PINKIE DEAR! We all can agree that Applejack does indeed have a great womanly figure, we do not need to grope our friends in public! That's what we do privately....yes?"

"...Uh..." Applejack responded.

"EW, No way, I'm so totally out of here faglords." Rainbow Dash harshly stated.

"RAINBOW! Homosexuals are people too you know! If Applejack wants to come out to us, we should be good friends and let her do so!" Twilight chided Rainbow Dash.

"ENOUGH!" Applejack yelled, and quickly lifted up her dress.

"NOT IN FRONT OF THE CHILDREN DEARY!" Rarity quickly covered Pinkie's eyes.

"I ain't flashin ya, I'm showing you want I want to talk about!"

You see the 5 curious girls all looking at you, as Rainbow begins chortling.

"Ahahaha, hey Applejack, you got a weiner between your legs."

"Very funny Rainbow, but just listen."

"You know, some girls have penis envy, and it helps them get in touch with their sexuality." Twilight began prattling.

"Umm... when I mean getting a weiner in between you AJ, I didn't mean that." Fluttershy quietly whispered.

"I think its a bold style, I might have to try it myself. CONDIMENT UNDERGARMENTS, or, something more clever than that." Rarity began prattling.

"Heeheehee, who'se a little wiener? You are, yes you are!" Pinkie began giggling, poking at your body.

"SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO APPLEJACK YOU MORONS!" You scream at them. Suddenly the prattling suddenly ceased, as you quickly see their faces again.

"Uhh...Applejack, your wiener just talked." Twilight stated, breaking the ice.

"That ain't muh wiener Twilight, it's....Anon."

WHAAA?"

"Applejack, get me outta here." You begin moving your arms trying to get her to notice you.

"All right ALL RIGHT! Jus...quit...squirming damn you!" Applejack quickly undid the garter around and held you in her palm. You brush yourself off, as you are brought out of her skirt, and into the purple and green lights of the Haunted Karnival. Wow, Canterberg really outdid themselves this year, they even got Scratch-o, the talking Mime to perform!

You look at Applejack's friends, who all have their faces looking directly at you. Fluttershy was somehow an even more sluttier maid than Applejack was. Pinkie Pie was dressed up as a German Oktoberfest waitress, complete with beersteins. Rarity was sporting this Za za Gabor meets the bride of Frankenstein look, which was both sexy AND stylish. Rainbow Dash's totally radical and awesome costume that scared the boys away....oh dear lord, WHY WOULD YOU WEAR SOMETHING LIKE THAT WOMAN? It was literally the swimsuit from Borat, no nylons, no undergarments, literally a bright neon body v suit. Jesus crap, how the hell does she stay warm? And as for Twilight, she was dressed as a NERD. AHAHAHA, oh wait, that wasn't a costume. Wait, did she seriousally think that putting on argyle nylons and cat ears is a costume? What a maroon.

"So uh yeah... This is Anon..." Applejack began, before Pinkie Pie picked you up and screamed in excitement.

"AN ANON ACTION FIGURE! LET ME PLAY WITH HIM!"

"PINKIE NO!" Applejack screamed.

"FIGHTER PILOT! ERRRRRRN DOOT DOOT DOOT DIVE BOMB!" She yelled as she swung you around like you were a plane.

"Pinkie!" Twilight yelled.

"AND THEN COMES THE GIANT FIST!" She pulls back her hand as you scream for your plastic life.

"PINKIE NO!" Applejack grabs Pinkie's fist, stopping the blow. "That's not an action figure, that's the REAL ANON, in an action figure."

"Ohhhhhh" Pinkie says, lowering her fist.

"AND THEN COMES THE GIANT FIST!" She pulls her hand back again and you scream once again.

Rarity quickly snatched you away from Pinkie's destructive hands. "Anon darling, is that really you?"

You move your arms up and down in frustration. "Yes, it is. Now please, give me back to Applejaaaaaaa---"

You were cut off as Fluttershy grabbed you and began running her finger over you. "This...is the single greatest moment of my life...EVER. I've always wanted to dominate a little tiny man, and now I have it, right here, in my hands!" She squeed as an evil look of sadism ran across her eyes.

"Applejack....PLEASE!" You begin shouting, before you are plucked by Twilight who carefully inspects you from plastic head, to plastic toe.

"This is so fascinating, you have to tell me how you accomplished this Anon! Modern day science can't even reproduce what you have done!"

"Well, I'm trying to, but you girls keep on...."

"TWILIGHT, DON'T BLOW THIS FOR ME, THIS IS MY FANTASY COME TRUE!"Fluttershy snapped at Twilight as you feel a tug on your arm.

"No, I need him FOR SCIENCE!" Twilight said, as she tugged on your other leg.

"AND THEN COMES THE GIANT FIST!" Pinkie screamed as she tried to punch you again.

"Darling please! Give him back to Applejack!" Rarity said muffled through Fluttershy's shoulders.

"Gals, come on, he's MY Anon, don't be pulling on 'im like that, he could..."

You suddenly feel your arms and leg rip apart as your limbless torso begins falling to the ground.

"...break!"

You fall to the ground, thanking god that you cannot feel pain.

"Hey, where'd Anon go everyone?" Rainbow chimed in as suddenly you see the heel of her foot descend upon you. Well shit.

You feel your head pop off, and you are staring at your torso, your two arms, and legs in scattered positions. You can't seem to get ahead today.

"CONSARN IT Y'ALL! GET HIM BACK TOGETHER NOW!"

You suddenly feel sleepy, did you reach your breaking point? Or was it the collective sight of 6 girls crotches above you?

All you knew was darkness, your old friend.