After a few hours of being dragged around, we were finally allowed to stop and sit down. Even better, it finally managed to felt like that never ending blur of this pony talking finally ended. She had been blathering nonstop about I don't even know what for hours on end, and never once seemed to stop just to breathe later on. Frankly, I found myself amazed that she could defy physics for just so long, but at least now, I had a moment to consider everything that was going on around me.

I had willingly chosen to take some time off from home to visit this world like so many others before me, just to be transformed into a woman and be trapped here in this form in the process. I also wasn't dreaming, as every now and then on my 'tour of the town', I had been doing something to help wake up, only for it not to work. If I had been dreaming, then I was having a really intense dream in the process, or the other idea, I wasn't dreaming at all.

"-and that's the story of how I wound up getting my cutie mark" Pinkie's voice interrupted my train of thought. I had no idea why she was talking about having some mole, but it wasn't until she dropped the side of her pants that really had my attention. It was at that moment she was forcibly pointing my sight towards an unusual tattoo on the side of her hips, taking of the form of a yellow balloon surrounded by two blue balloons. She soon gave a somewhat sultry sounding giggle as she pulled her pants back up, then gave me a playful shove on the shoulder.

"You're such a dirty little filly" she cooed sensually as I tried to regain my senses.

"S-sorry, but... why did you just show me your tattoo like that?" I asked, really surprised with my face burning. Pinkie just giggled and flashed her tattoo again, now even showing me her silk-looking, white lingerie as she tugged upon the side of her panties.

"This isn't a tattoo, it's a cutie mark. It's supposed to represent your greatest talent that makes you special!" she explained, son giving a little plushie squeak I had come to know as a 'squee'. "Every pony gets theirs at some point in their life, and it stays with them wherever they go" she explained further before once again pulling her pants up.

"Can you please keep your pants on, I mean, we're out in the open like this and all, and I don't wanna get either of us in trouble with the law" I requested. Pinkie giggled and complied as she slowly brought her pants back up and brushed her tail in my face. She seemed to have a good heart, I could tell, but something about the way she went about doing whatever made me...a bit awkward to be around her.

"So, I showed you mine. You wanna come home to show me yours?" Pinkie asked, her eyes lidded and voice practically oozing velvet. Naturally, my face went red and I struggled to so much as think straight before she lost her composure and started laughing at me. "I'm just kidding, humans don't even have cutie marks" she stated. I peered around for other watchers and carefully opened the side of my pants and looked, thankful to find the side of my ass not having the same kind of tattoo.

"Okay, now getting back to everything going on, why did you go and drag me all over town the way you did?" I asked her, wanting to finally get some explanation out of her.

"Well, I just like meeting new people is all. Nothing's wrong with that, is there? Besides, with what's going on with the portal, you'll need to know a few things about here anyway. The market, the places to hang out, and even the best places to get a good night's sleep. Of course, if you wanted, you could also bunk with me tonight at my place?" Pinkie offered, fluttering her eyelids ever so cutely.

"I really can't tell if you're being serious right now" I deadpanned with a slightly exhausted expression.

"Of course I am. We're both girls, and I'm pretty sure we're the same size for a lot of things, so I could definitely loan you something to sleep in. Of course, I do kinda wanna know why you came here bra-less, but I guess I can just sum it up ta not really caring. If they're flawless, you can go bra-less, after all" Pinkie answered with a chuckle as she gave a flash of her cleavage for just a moment. After how down to earth Applejack was when I first met her, meeting Pinkie has been....a serious trip, to be blunt. She just plain looked deeply into my eyes and leaned in a little with a needy look, like she could burst out crying if I said 'no'.

"Okay, I'll bunk with you tonight, but no sexual shenanigans" I eventually sighed, Pinkie giving a cheer and hugging me tightly, her tail having intertwined with my own as her face nuzzled my cheek like a rather affectionate, cotton candy smelling cat. I could only sigh and let her do as she wanted, seeing as how I'm willing to guess weld both be happy.

"Yo, Pinkie!" called out a rather brash sounding voice from above. Pinkie soon gave a little squee and let go of me, bouncing in place as someone swooped on down, revealing another pony, only unlike any of the others I had seen this far, this one had wings. She had an incredibly slim, though clearly athletic body, being dressed in dark indigo shorts and a matching sports bra, which showed off tons of cleavage, even if her breasts were a firm apple sized B. Certainly different from the other top-heavy mares I had seen today, particularly myself. Even though her hair was somewhat shortish, her tail was especially long and fluffy looking.

"Heya Dashie!" Pinkie greeted as she hugged her friend deeply, nuzzling into her rainbow colored hair and cyan coat.

"I take it this is the poor thing you dragged all over today?" she asked, to which Pinkie nodded.

"Yep, this is Daybreaker. First new human to come around in a long time, and even better, she's sleeping over at my place tonight" Pinkie explained in her usual, sugar coated way. The new pony just plain chuckled and then gave me a look over.

"Looks like ya got another hottie. Any chance ya wanna invite me over and make it really hot?" she went and asked, making my blood run a bit thinner.

"Not this time, Dashie. She's really sensitive about stuff like that" Pinkie answered.

"I can also still hear you two" I chimed in, finding it a bit weird for them to just talk in front of me with no intention of hearing my say in matters.

"We know that, silly, you're right there" Pinkie giggled ever so innocently.

"Anyway, I'm Rainbow Dash" Rainbow introduced, though to me, her name seemed really on the nose, and not in a good way.

"I guess it's nice to meet someone who doesn't act on impulse all the time" I answered, making Rainbow chuckle.

"Yep, that's Pinkie alright. Anyway, it's been nice meeting ya, I've got training to go to" she said before giving a short salute with her fingers and flying off, leaving a rainbow colored trail in her wake.

"Really sexy and slim, isn't she? Most like the really top heavy types, but I'm more into smaller figures. Besides, if everyone had these, it wouldn't be any fun any more" Pinkie soon stated, deliberately groping her chest in quite the provocative matter, making me sigh.

"Do you always have to be so perverted?" I asked her, only for her to giggle and give a little snort before taking my hand and dragging me off someplace again.

The nest place I sat at was some kind of confection shop, being seated in a rather soft barstool next to the counter as Pinkie set up a strawberry milkshake with two straws going between us.

"Pinkie, are you...?" I wondered aloud before she giggled for the umpteenth time and shook her head in quite the subtle way.

"It's just a better way to share something is all" she explained before taking a slow sip of the sugary drink. After weighing my options, I soon decided to indulge her a little and take a drink through the straw myself. It was actually pretty good, all things considered, so I really didn't have any reason to be worried about any kind of ulterior motive.

After a little moment, a little chorus of 'awes' suddenly caught my attention, revealing a man and a woman from behind the kitchen doors.

"Isn't young love so sweet, dear?" the woman asked.

"Sure is, honey" the man answered with a little chuckle before the two headed right back into the kitchen.

"She's just a friend, Mr and Mrs. Cake!" Pinkie called out, still wearing that smile of hers. To be honest, I don't think it's even possible for her to frown for any reason whatsoever. She just plain giggled and showed me a '^_^' face, clearly as happy as can be.

"I really do think I'm dreaming right now" I stated off-handedly as I pinched myself again, only to still not awake from this.

"If this were a dream, I'd never wanna wake up from it. You should be happier!" Pinkie stated as she leaned closer towards me.

"Sorry, but after everything that's happened, I'm finding it pretty difficult to smile and be happy right now" I told her, making her eye twitch ever so slightly before she went into a surprisingly deep looking moment of thought for a little moment. It felt like it was at least five minutes before she suddenly thought of something, which then led to her grabbing my arm and dragging me up the stairs against my will, and afterwards, rest me down on a bed and pinned me down.

"Uh..." I said as she looked me in the eyes, smiled, and then immediately kissed me. Hard. I had no idea what was going on here, but for some reason or another, I felt like things could only go uphill from here.

Author's Note

Sorry to make a cliffhanger like this, but I've been really busy with the holidays and all. In the meantime, go ahead and have a little happy situation, and of course, have a happy bunch of holidays as well.