The choice was still weighing heavy on you. It seemed so simple and straightforward on the surface. You'd get what you always wanted. The one crazy dream you had for years.
So why was it, sitting here in your small apartment, that the decision was so difficult?
Only a day before, Twilight had offered the choice to you. At first you thought it had been a dream, at least, until you woke up and she still was there. Her message had been simple and to the point. She was allowing a few very select humans to migrate to Equestria, on one condition. You had to prove your selflessness. To give another person their own dream in return. She was very blunt when she told you what this would entail.
You were going to be their lover for a night. They would get their dream and you could keep the pony body in exchange.
What body would you receive? Would it be male or female? She had no answers for you there. The fantasies of your anonymous lover were theirs alone and she had no desire to pry. You reasoned that this was absolutely ludicrous. You could end up as an old mare or even a little filly. Perhaps you would stay male? Who was to say the anonymous person was male themselves after all...
It was terrifying and exciting at the same time. You reasoned you must say no; that the risks were far too great. Any sane man would have left and told Purple Smart to find her sexual ambassadors elsewhere.
So why were you laying in your bed at 3 AM anxiously awaiting the alicorn's return?
Impossible to sleep, you were staring out the window as the Princess appeared noiselessly behind you. Her hooves muffled by the carpet, only the creak of old floorboards betrayed her presence. Comforting purple eyes met yours.
"I know this isn't an easy choice. You will be giving up all that you have in this plane. But if I've done my homework, that's not the biggest issue, is it?" She asked.
Shaking your head, you stayed silent in thought. You could sense she was reading you like a book. If she could see your dreams and thoughts, the diminutive pony probably knew you very well.
"I promise everything will be fine. You fulfill one wish, and I can grant yours." Twilight strode over to your bed and lowered her head, coming close to your side. "I will be by you the entire time. You have nothing to worry about."
As she stood next to you, you felt your worries disappear. You knew she would let no harm come to you. Silently resigning yourself, you gave her your answer.
Smiling widely, the pony wasted no time. "We'll take care of everything tonight, then. Just relax and let me handle everything."
The dark of the room faded away as a purple light enveloped you. You felt entirely at peace as a warmth came over you. The room shifted as your form changed. An overwhelming drowsiness came over you as your body changed. As the world grew around you, you could swear the Princess was giggling to herself, watching as you were lost in a deep sleep.
Blinking your eyes, the room slowly focused. Your entire body felt peaceful and relaxed. As you stretched in the early morning light, you thought back on the previous night. It was amazingly vivid. The most intense dream you ever had by far. As you lay there and collected yourself, you realized it wasn't a dream however. You felt different all over. Legs that bent in all the wrong places. A strange furry warmth over your body. And when you stretch, small wings that flex outward gamely towards the ceiling. It had actually happened. You weren't a person anymore. You were indeed a small fluffy pony.
But which one?
First things first, you checked the plumbing. You were indeed a mare. Not too surprising there. Staring at your noticeable lack of a shaft, you touch the smooth downy fur between your nethers, shivering as you stroke your new slit. Two small crotchboobs top off your new sex, barely peaking out from your fur. Grinning, you rub yourself softly, trying out new hooves for the first time. Orange fuzz covered the soft hooves, making electric sensations as you dragged it across yourself.
Moving up and over cutely curved flanks, you explored your new body more. You were surprised to find no cutie mark. Maybe you had to discover that yourself?
Trailing down your flanks, you chuckle as you trace along a pronounced ponut tucked under a magenta tail. You were enjoying yourself as your brain finally clicked on something.
Glancing over at your bed, you did some quick calculations. Twilight had stood nearly a head higher than your bed. You barely could see the top of it on your hooftips.
The orange coat, the magenta tail and mane...
Shit.
That couldn't be possible, right? You hadn't really considered this, that someone would want this young of a filly. But now as you stood there, it seemed silly to question it. You were about to meet a person that wanted to have sex with a pastel horse. This certainly wasn't a stretch.
A sinking feeling came over you. What kind of person was even going to be coming? You hadn't thought about it before, but now as a filly, you questioned the motives of your soon to be consort. Would he be gentle with you? As small as you were, he could easily hurt you. Thinking to your new found marehood, you suddenly were incredibly worried about what the anonymous person would do to you.
Glancing at the windows, you briefly thought of escape. You were a pegasus after all. Trotting over, you stretched your new wings. Looking back, they were obviously not large enough to the task.
You remembered the body you were in.
Almost forgot...
Looking out onto the nearby street, your mind races. Anxiety was overtaking you as a soft voice appeared in your mind.
Twilight spoke in comforting words. "I know this is all very scary and new to you. I just want you to trust me for a bit longer. You may be worried about this new form of yours, but I promise I won't let any harm come to you."
"Why this form?" You asked. "Why would anyone want this? It doesn't feel right..."
"It is someone's dream, just like yours. Would you deny their dream? Just like your wish, it would be cruel, wouldn't it?"
"This is different. This is just a filly. I mean, I'm just..."
"I wouldn't let you do this if it was wrong. Why not try it and tell me after if it felt wrong or not. Nothing bad can happen to you, after all." Twilight said, comforting you.
"I'm not sure..."
There was a soft knock on the door.
"They are here. What do you say? It's entirely up to you. If you want to stop, I can put you to sleep and you can forget this whole thing. You will wake up as a human and I can assure you you won't see anypony ever again."
You couldn't stop now, you knew that much. Emboldened by Twilight, you trotted over to the door. As you reached out to the handle, a strange excitement overcame you. Despite all your hesitations, some part of you wanted to open that door.
Fumbling with the latch, you worked small orange hooves over it, grasping it firmly and finally turning it. The door opened swiftly, and you first saw the young man behind it. He was short and lanky, with awkwardly overlong legs and a skinny frame. Hands tucked in pockets, his face was framed with shoulder length black hair. A small mouth and a slender, long nose sat below brown eyes. He stared at you for a moment, the sheer height difference finally becoming known. You admitted, he wasn't exactly ugly. An average looking man you might see on the street. He wore normal clothes, faded jeans and a shirt with an odd band you never had heard of.
He finally mustered the courage to speak. "You really are her..."
You felt as if you should just be honest. "Not really, I mean, um, I sort of just look like her."
"You really do."
He was staring at you. If ponies could blush, you would be right now.
"Do you...want to come in?"
God. You just realized you even sounded like her.
Simply nodding, he came in swiftly, noticing your stature and closing the door for you. He wouldn't stop staring at you. This would normally make you just feel uncomfortable. So why didn't you want him to stop now?
"This is really weird." Your guest said.
You had to agree. Laying with hooves under your body, you had hopped onto your bed so you could at least get closer to his level.
"Can I call you, you know..."
"Maybe just Scoots is okay." You respond.
"That works for me, Scoots."
It didn't sound so bad when he said it.
"So you're not her, right? You just look like her?"
You nodded back at him. "I guess I'm as close to the real thing you'll ever see on this planet. It's hard to explain, I feel like her too. It's really different. Did Twilight talk to you too? About why we're here?"
He shook his head. "I don't know who that is. Some voice visited me in my dream and asked me if I wanted to meet the pony I kept dreaming about. I thought it was all crazy, but it was so real. I guess I wanted to believe, and well, here I am."
"I'm finding a lot of things more believable lately." You admitted.
You sat there in silence for a few moments. He was still trying hard to disguise himself as he stared at you. Your whole body still felt hot as he looked you over. Was this what getting checked out felt like? Trying to flash him an awkward smile, you found it harder to pull off with a muzzle than you expected.
"She didn't tell you why you should come here today?" You asked him.
He turned a little red when you mentioned that.
"Well...I always would dream of you, er, her. Whoever was coming to me in my dreams must have seen that. They asked me if I wanted my one wish to come true and I agreed."
You weren't going to ask him what the dreams were about. This was awkward enough already. It was apparent Twi hadn't offered him any of the details on this little arrangement either.
"I just can't believe you're sitting right there though! Something just felt like I should come here today, some part of me hoping this would all be real. I just can't believe it now that it happened though." He continued.
"So why did you come here today?" You asked, staring into his eyes. "What did you want?"
The poor guy turned bright red. He looked down at the floor, breaking his gaze from you for the first time since you opened the door. "That's kind of hard to explain."
"I'm guessing that voice told you a similar thing she promised me. If we were together for just today, we would both be granted our wish."
He looked up at you suddenly. You obviously had hit the nail on the head. He simply was too reserved to say it to you.
"What did she promise you, then? The voice you heard?" He asked.
Trying the smile thing again, you smirked at him. "Does it really matter?"
You could see an immediate response when you said that. He was interested now. It would be nice for this to just happen already and end the awkwardness. You'd be lying if part of you deep inside wasn't getting into it. The attention was more than you ever had gotten while human. It was an odd feeling, to feel someone lusting over you, giving you so much control.
"Maybe you'd like to, um, pet me a little?" You offered. It felt strange saying it.
Your guest needed no further prodding. Walking over, the bed flexed when he sat down next to you. He towered over your small frame, making you truly understand the size difference. He could easily do whatever he wanted and you wouldn't be able to stop him. The thought made your heart beat faster in your fluffy chest, staring straight ahead as you waited for his next move.
It was a hesitant fingertip at first, grazing your mane. His hand was cold on your coat as he let his palm settle on your neck, smoothing your mane down as he stroked you gently. You could feel your fine fur pass through his fingers as he toyed with your mane.
It felt godamn amazing.
"You're really soft." He said quietly. You offered no response as he continued to ruffle your mane, scritching your ears slightly as he worked up and down your neck.
"Can I...touch your wings?" He asked.
"Yeah." You said, stretching them out for him to see.
His touch wandered around the base of your right wing, caressing the soft down where fur met feather. He ran a hand along one of your primaries. It was unworldly watching him groom the foreign objects that you only gained mere hours ago.
His attention went back to the small of your wing, massaging you between shoulder blades as he scratched your sensitive down. Sighing, you settled down into the comforter as your body grew relaxed; a strange heat flowing through you as he worked.
His hand trailed down your side, and he cupped underneath you, petting your smooth belly. "Do you want to...?"
"Yeah." He replied softly.
Rolling over, you offered your fluffy belly to him. For a split second you realized he might be able to reach your nethers, but the thought vanished when he started scratching you. He played with your orange fluff with his fingers, scratching your chest and stomach with his long fingers.
Trailing too low, he grazed one of your nipples with his fingertip. The sudden shock made your leg kick slightly, gasping in shock at the intense touch. He hand pulled back suddenly.
"S...sorry!" He said.
"No, it's okay. Really." You said, trying to regain your composure. Why did it feel so amazing? Is this just what this body felt like?
"I didn't mind it." You offered. "If you want to, I mean."
He didn't say anything. Almost immediately his fingers were against you again, both hands grasping your body. Holding your chest gently, he used his other hand to run along your flank, trailing down to your marehood. You realized now it was fully exposed to his gaze, as a heat welled up inside your thighs. His fingers stroked along your teats, before slowly meeting your sex. He was soft and slow as he ran his index along your lips, tracing it before stopping at your clit. You small frame shuddered as you felt it actually wink against his finger, drawing the tip inside. You could feel powerful muscles moving on their own, trying to grip his finger in a love embrace.
"Wow." He whispered.
Wow indeed.
The feelings from your muscles were indescribable. Almost a constant pre orgasm crescendo as your clit winked hard, opening and closing for him. Stuck in a daze for a moment, he snapped out of it, sensing your need. He wasn't a complete rookie, you could tell that much. He rubbed your clit gently with his thumb, waiting for your winks to stroke you. His index finger was definitely inside now, and you could feel the pleasure it brought every time you clamped down on it.
The new sensations were all too much. A jolt went through your body, down your spine and through your thighs as you came hard. Moaning, you coated his hand with your filly cum, as you shot four or so good sized jets onto your comforter. It felt absolutely violent and amazing at the time, as if your whole crotch was spasming out of control.
Thrusting furry orange thighs into his palm, you rode out the afterglow. He seemed all too happy to help, as he kept rubbing you gently as you gasped your way through a few smaller orgasms. He held you firmly the entire time, his other hand stroking your back as he masturbated you.
Finally coming out of your daze, you looked over at him. He had a dumbstruck look on his face, and a hand full of glistening marecum. He actually looked sort of adorable.
"That...that was good..." you sighed, rolling over.
Finally wiping himself on the comforter, he put a hand on your back again, stroking between your wings. "I have to admit, I thought it would be a little more weird. I guess I always figured since she was younger, it might be..."
"Don't apologize. I'm not Scoots, remember. Well, not really."
"Yeah, that's true." He admitted.
"So do you want to do more?" You asked. You might as well, you figured. Besides, this wasn't anywhere near as terrible as you thought.
"I...I don't know. You're awfully small. I don't want to hurt you."
"Let's see what we can do and worry about that later." You said, sliding over and grasping his belt in your muzzle. Pulling the loose end, you undo it, pulling it free from his pants in one motion. "Besides, you won't hurt me, will you?"
"No." He whispered, watching you pull his fly down with your lips. "I realized though, I never even told you my name."
Fumbling with the button, he reached down and undid it for you.
"It's more fun this way. Don't tell me, okay?" You said, pulling his pants down. He simply nodded as you rubbed your thighs against his member, straining against white cotton briefs. The front of his underwear was already soaked with pre, and it mixed with your sopping snatch, letting you dry hump him easily.
Still trying to get the hang of your new anatomy, riding him proved harder than expected. Your legs were tired after only a minute or so, and you slumped down on his stomach, catching your breath as you felt your snatch work itself into another winking session.
"Can you help me a bit? I'm not too used to this all...the way I am now, that is..."
Wordlessly he held you firmly, propping you up atop his member. Grinning you leaned down and pulled the briefs down, letting him breathe for the first time. He had a decent sized shaft, but to your small body it looked enormous. You immediately felt yourself warm up a couple degrees, as you rubbed your furry chest against it, letting your rump and tail massage his base and balls. He grunted as you let your tail swish back and forth against him, teasing the head of his dick with soft fur.
He was moving you back and forth on his own now, rubbing your whole body against his shaft. Every stroke, you could feel the base of his dick rub against your marehood, hitting your clit as it winked open and closed. Sighing, you let him use you like a toy, going limp in his hand as he pressed you against him. Moving you higher, he rubbed your inner thighs against the head of his dick, rubbing you against him in short, fast strokes. It nearly took your breath away.
"Can I...try just the tip?" He said.
You couldn't manage any words. Tongue lolling out to the side, you simply nodded. Cradling you carefully to his body, he spread you open with his fingers, fighting against your spasming muscles. Something inside you took over, and you opened wide as your little filly body could for him. Wasting no time, he thrust against you once, and popped inside, taking your hour old virginity with it.
He only had a few inches inside, but the feeling of fullness was amazing. There was nearly no pain; the pleasure of his length moving inside you as your muscles milked him rippled through your body in a mighty wave. He groaned at your tightness, trying to hold out as your body went into overdrive and took matters into their own hands.
He could feel you pull him inside your body, trying to engulf his whole length. Carefully, he would pull back on each wink, letting your muscles pull him back, rippling along his length. You were positively gushing now, amazed that such a small filly could make such a mess. His entire groin was sticky with your juice, and the comforter was practically a lost cause.
Your entire body was awash with pleasure now. It was almost as if all your muscles were working in synch to milk him for every drop he had.
Your guest didn't disappoint. He held out nobly, but it was a loosing battle against such a tight filly snatch.
"Ahhhhnnn. Holy fuck...." He groaned, thrusting half his length inside you. Responding, you grasped him tightly, clamping his dick like a wet velvet vice. Contracting violently on his shaft, tiny muscles rippled along it, milking him into your waiting pony womb. He finally came, filling your snatch and quickly being trapped as your walls clamped shut. You kept milking him for another minute, drawing out his orgasm longer than he could have imagined. Only when your own subsided did you release his dick, a torrent of your mixed juices flowing out from your overfilled tunnel.
As he popped out of you, he was struggling to catch his breath, still recovering from the monstrous orgasm.
You were only getting started. You certainly hoped he could keep up.
From the safety of her castle, Twilight watched the entire scene play out, magically projected on her bedroom wall. She had her hoof buried between her thighs, her snatch oozing obscenely as she came again.
Finding new ambassadors from this new plane did have it's perks. These humans were nothing if not entertaining.
She observed her makeshift Scootaloo flapping her tiny wings, using the momentum to ride up and down the human's oversize cock. She made a note to remember that one for later. She never thought to use her wings in the bedroom before.
It was going to be a shame to see this end. But after all, a deal was a deal. The human would end up back in his own life with no memory of this day. If he behaved, she may let him dream about it, however.
For her new little filly though, it was going to be a big adjustment. She had fulfilled her side of the bargain, and proved herself to the Princess. There would be arrangements for her living quarters, help integrating her into society...
Twilight checked off a checklist in her head as she thought. Looking back to her projection, her jaw dropped when she saw what the pair were doing.
"No...No way. He can't fit that into that little filly." She muttered. Twilight started rubbing herself absently again. "Holy Celestia. It fit. It really did fit..."
The pony decided her checklist may have to wait until tomorrow.
