Waking up in Equestria

Twilight Sparkle was a mess. Her mane was in tatters and her eyes were bulging out of their sockets as she paced around the library in her home. All around were messy piles of books and scrolls, thrown to the wayside as she eliminated them from having a solution to her problem. The only book sill in it's original place was the one on her reading pedestal that she had found on her last trip to the castle in Canterlot.

She had been exploring a dark corner of the library. Climbing the tallest ladder to inspect the top shelf of a very dusty rack, she had found this strange book misplaced and forgotten for some time judging by the amount of dust on it. With the smell of candle soot from uncounted years in her nose and the dry crackle of old paper in her ears, she had opened the book standing on the top of the ladder. It contained powerful spells that she had never seen before and she became instantly fascinated. Always the honest pony, she had descended the ladder with the book hovering above her glowing horn and sought out Princess Celestia to ask about it, but she was no where to be found. "Oh well" she said at the time, "I'll just take this home for some light reading and bring it back, Celestia will never notice."

Now, she wished she had never seen it.

"SPIIIIIIIIIKKEE!!" she cried out, hoping that the baby dragon hadn't ran off during her frantic book throwing. Owlicious had flown out the window the moment she began. "Spike!!! Where are you!!" She yelled again. Her voice cracking from the strain.

"Here, Twilight" Spike said in a muffled voice, his tail just barely visible underneath a pile of books near the stairs.

Twilight used her magic to lift Spike out of the pile. "Oh Spike, I think I REALLY screwed up this time" she whined to the floating green dragon. Spike, having seen his matronly friend cause incredible havoc on more than one occasion was nonplussed, floating with his arms crossed and a completely board expression on his face.

"What did you do this time, Twilight?" He sighed to her.

"Spike.. I lost control of the portal on Equestria's side!" she cried. "I don't know where the human went!"

"Wait.. HUMAN??! You really used that spell from that book?" Spike cried. He had heard Twilight rambling on about some magic spell that could open the portal between their Equestria and the human world but since Twilight was always rambling on about spells, he had paid little attention. "You don't know who or what could come to Ponyville!" Spike admonished the disheveled dark purple unicorn.

"Ugghh Spike! Don't you think I know that! I read that the portal's magic only works twice a year when the sun and moon are in sync. If I didn't try the spell today, I would have to wait until next winter wrap up! I absolutely HAD to see if I could do it!! I was just going to open the portal for a moment.. just... just to make sure nothing bad would happen... but when I saw the human walking toward the portal on the other side... I kinda... I kinda..." She trailed off, looking down at her hooves.

"You what Twilight?" Spike prodded, still dangling from her magic.

"I kinda freaked out and pushed the portal away instead of closing it! The last thing I saw was a human stepping through!"

Spike regarded Twilight with a look of familiar resignation before saying "So you brought a human to Equestria and you have no idea where it is now?" Spike could feel the start of a fire-belly ache coming on already. Somehow he just KNEW he would have lots of work to do before this was sorted out.

" We HAVE to find it, Spike! The book says that a human in our world will be so over come by the magic of Equestria that it will eventually die from happiness!"
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"Are there clouds there? Are there humans who make sure the clouds come and go when they are supposed to? My friend Rainbow Dash is THE BEST at moving clouds! This one time..."

Scootaloo wasn't even waiting for an answer anymore as she eagerly chatted with me while I sat cross legged a couple feet in front of her . She had stayed behind while the other two, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, ran off to see Sweetie Belle's sister, Rarity. By their accounts, she was able to fashion me something to wear as I had woken up in this tree house with no clothes.

We had been talking for a long time now, me answering all kinds of questions about the human world and even asking questions of my own about hers. I quickly learned that yes, they are ponies and this was a place called Equestria and I was in the town of Ponyville. There were ponies that could fly, do magic and all ponies were good at something. Once they find that something they earn their cutie marks, a mark that appears on their flank. She had told me about her friends and of a few other ponies that were older than they were. When I asked her how old she was, she only shrugged and said "Older than Sweetie Belle."

A part of my mind knew I should be freaking out. I wake up in some strange tree house with winged, horned and talking ponies out of the blue, no idea where I am and no clue how I got here....alarm bells should be going off big time in my head! Before this moment anything causing me to break out of my routine of waking up, going to school, coming home, eating dinner and logging into my PC would cause me anxiety.

I was never comfortable talking to people I didn't know, and it usually put people off wanting to talk to me pretty quickly. Being a scrawny boy with shaggy curly black hair that had a mind of it's own topping a face with wide set blue eyes and only about five foot six, I was easy to overlook... and frequently was.

But since the initial moment of fear that caused me to bolt upright, I had only felt more and more relaxed and alright with the situation. It was if the very air around me was a calming influence, seeping into my pores and putting me at ease with an intoxicating effect. Wherever I was, it was bright, clean and colorful, more colorful than home.

If it was possible, I would have thought that someone had adjusted the color settings on my eyes much the way you can on a TV or computer monitor. Even the wood of the tree house I was in seemed somehow more... woody. In general, everything I looked at seemed to fill me with a sense of life, energy and good will. I was overcome with the feeling that nothing bad can happen to me here.

For the first time in my life, I wasn't feeling the depression and loneliness I experienced every day. The appearance of the talking ponies seemed to intensify this feeling... in fact they were down right addicting to look at. They had huge expressive eyes, soft fur-like hair with styled manes and tails. The more I looked, the more I wanted to keep looking just to see what they would do next.

Eventually, I realized that I was also enjoying Scootaloo and how just being with her was making me feel. I found myself yearning to embrace this soft vibrating ball of energy and happiness and hold it close, to feel it against my skin. I hadn't been here for more than what felt like an hour, but I was already willing to open myself up to this place and loved everything.

I was completely intoxicated with being happy, content and at ease. My mind wandered as I imagined the feel and scent of her, what her short mane would feel like in my fingers and how nice it would be to hold another living thing, magical talking pony or not, against my body.

"... and then BOOOM! a HUUUUGEEE rainbow... appeared... in..." Scootaloo ground to a halt, her words becoming unsure as her eyes moved down from my face to my crotch. In my swimming daydreams thinking about holding another warm body against mine... I had grown an erection. I'm not a huge guy... but it's noticeable. Rising from a thatch of dark hair at the center of my body in my lap.

"Woah..." Scootaloo finally said, her eyes wide as she looked at my stiff member. "They get like that in your world too?" she asked and then said in a quieter voice "I've only ever seen stallions like that in a book they gave us during mating class. Why are you wanting to rut?" she looked back up at me confused.

My brain finally kicked in and registered what was happening. My hands flew to cover my straining erection from the orange pony's gaze. "No! I mean.. It just happens when..." I stammered.

Scootaloo gave a strange look at me. "I've never had a pony want to rut with me before.. I never thought anypony would rut with me 'cause.. you know.." she drooped her head a bit and looked back at her small wings briefly. I recognized that posture even through the haze in my mind. She was self conscious of her wings, I thought. I look at myself in the mirror the same way every day.

Overwhelmed by the good nature of this place or not, clearly this had developed into a universally embarrassing situation. The fact that I was having this conversation with Scootaloo right now was enough to dampen the fuzzy feeling that had permeated my mind.

"I'm.. I'm sorry." I said. "I don't know what's happening right now. Please don't think..." trailing off as I realized I had no clue what to say. The small orange pony's eyes turned back to mine with a sad look.

"Don't think what?" she said. "That you wanted to rut with me?... I knew it. Nopony.. not even somepony like you who just got here thinks I'm normal." her face went down to the floor, her ears and tail drooping down.

She looked so sad... knowing I had no business doing what I was about to do but unable to stop myself, I did what my heart told me to do without thinking of the consequences. Sliding forward, I reached out with my hand and gave a gentle and caring stroke of her mane between the ears on her head. Her purple mane was soft and short easily passing my fingers through it without a snag, as if it was well conditioned and brushed regularly.

The pony started a bit at my touch, but quickly relaxed and leaned her head into my palm, accepting my affection. She allowed me to stroke her a few moments before bringing her head up to meet my gaze. We were face to face now, her muzzle a few inches from my own nose. I could smell the scent of something that could have been shampoo in her world, along with the feel of her breath on my face as she exhaled. It smelled of apples and cinnamon. Being this close to her, I could almost feel the aura of her life force interacting with mine.

We looked into each others eyes and the feeling of intoxication flowed over me again. I had a moment to think about how alien this is, to be gazing into this non-human creature's eyes with affection.. now bordering on some kind of drunken love. But there was something else.. a connection between us that I could feel growing with a life of its own.

We stayed that way, our eyes searching each other's for something before a noise outside the tree house brought us both to our senses. She jumped back away from me as I retracted my hand, both of us looking towards the door of the tree house. The excited sound of hooves on wood became louder as whoever was coming ran up the steps I had briefly seen out the front door earlier. Along with the sound came voices.

"Scootaloo! Mason!" the voice I recognized belonging to Apple Bloom called out. "We're here!" And so they were. The door burst open to reveal Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle both panting from their run. On Sweetie Belle's flank was a satchel strapped to her with strips of fabric hanging out. They were brightly colored from what I could see.

"Rarity wasn't home," Sweetie Belle panted lightly. "So we kinda..."

"We made it ourselves!" Apple Bloom finished for her, bursting with pride.

"Hey.. great!" I said, trying to forget what just happened. My mind was cloudy with emotion about Scootaloo as I tried to focus on the two ponies that had returned. "Lets see."

Sweetie Belle moved towards me, turning slightly so I could open the small satchel on her flank. I pulled out what seemed to be a haphazard jumble of cloth. It was made up of randomly sewn shapes of fabric in all sorts of colors. Blues, reds, yellows.. and they all seemed to be at war with each other as I struggled to make sense of how to don this garment they brought me. After some time, I figured out where the crude arm and leg holes were.

It turned out to be a misshapen jumper suit of sorts with rope ties down the front to close it across my chest. Thankfully, I finally tucked my junk out of sight and the two ponies who brought me the clothes looked at me with anticipation as I surveyed their work. It didn't quite fit well... It was loose in some spots, tight in others and one leg was much shorter than the other. But I was glad to finally be decent.. albeit a walking fashion disaster.

"I told ya it would fit!" Apple Bloom said to Sweetie Belle, giving a jump of happiness and clapping the white unicorn pony on the back. " Whaddya think, Scootaloo?" Apple Bloom turned to the orange pony.

"Um.. yeah!.. Great!" Scootaloo tried to sound like she wasn't preoccupied. She was close... but not close enough.

"Ya'll alright, Scoots? You look like ya been flyin 'round with Rainbow Dash or sumthin with that funny look on yer face" Apple Bloom said as she inspected her friend.

Scootaloo redoubled her efforts. "Naw! I'm great! What are we gonna do now?"

Sweetie Belle piped up "Well Rainbow Dash will be here any minute, we saw her on the way back from my house and told her about Mason!"

"Awe-SOME!!" Scootaloo cheered up immensely at this news. "RD will know what to do!"

My head was filled with their voices and nearness like a pleasant buzzing between my ears. Since the other two ponies came back, the feeling of happiness began to increase again, pushing rational thought out of the way steadily. They were all so.. so... cute. I wanted to scoop them all up and hug them tight but barely resisted as a part of me still recognized something was a bit off.

I remember Scootaloo telling me about Rainbow Dash earlier, and if Scootaloo was happy about it.. then I guess I was too. I felt my mind slipping away as normal things seemed a needless bother. There was so much wonder around me... I was growing warm in the small tree house and nothing sounded more fine than a walk outside right then and there. I couldn't help but grin broadly as I slid past the three ponies and moved toward the open door and the bright sunshine beyond. This time, I made it outside and onto the tiny landing outside the door before the three of them were behind me.

"Where ya goin, Mason?" Apple Bloom asked.

"We should wait here for Rainbow Dash." added Scootaloo.

"Yeah!" Sweetie Belle finished.

"I just... I just want to feel the sun" I heard myself say in a daze. The warm sunlight had almost a palatable taste to it as it rained onto my face and neck. Outside of the barrier of the walls inside, the breeze flowed freely through my hair and over my skin. It felt like water to me, supporting me and lifting the weight of my body so that I felt lighter than air.

My legs and feet moved on their own as I watched myself vault from the deck and down to the ground, a jump that I would never attempt otherwise. It must have been about ten feet or more and I felt myself land awkwardly, a distant pain shooting up from my right ankle but I no longer cared. The entire universe was a pleasant wonder and I felt at one with it all. Even pain was of no consequence to my desire to drink up the wonderfulness of the world I found myself in.

I began to run, but only made it a single step before my leg gave out and I laughed in mad joy as I crashed to the ground. I began trying to crawl towards a flower I saw nearby. It's bright yellow petals singing to me and drawing me towards it like a siren. I became vaguely aware of Scootaloo next to me, tugging on my new clothes with her muzzle trying to get me to sit still.

A thought filtered through my hazy mind that she was doing this because she was concerned about me. My heart swelled with love and I couldn't stop myself from turning to the orange pony and collecting her in my arms, clutching her to my chest and showering her with kisses all over her muzzle while she struggled.

All of it.. the sunlight, the breeze, the feel of the pony in my arms, the grass under me and the trees around me... they all flowed into my mind like a cacophony of sensations. I looked at Scootaloo briefly before closing my eyes and pressing my lips directly against hers. I heard a squeal from the other two somewhere next to me but I no longer cared. I was in pure bliss.

A sudden strong wind blew from behind me and I felt the ground tremble just before a new voice rang out "What in all of Equestria is going on here?!!" I broke my kiss from Scootaloo to turn towards this new voice, wanting to drink in whatever angelic source was adding to my rapture. A sky blue pony was towering above me as I half sat, half lay on the ground still clinging to Scootaloo. It was taller and broader than the others, with large wings and a multicolored mane and tail. I could make out a symbol on the pony's flank. As I tried to concentrate on what it was, my head began to swim. It was a wonderful feeling, just like the signals of pain that were shooting up my right leg. I went with it.. down and down.. and down into darkness. And then I knew no more for a while.