Twilight awoke to a strange new sensation running through her body. It wasn't an unnatural feeling, but it wasn't something she recognized either. Her eyes managed to force themselves open in time for another wave of this almost euphoric feeling to shoot through her body. There was a slight pressure on her chest and above the lining of her waistband. Something felt like it was pressing up against her, digging into her skin.

She looked down to see an almost hairless arm coming up from under her, the hand attached to the end rubbing her lower abdomen. A slight lump could be seen in her shirt, where she could feel something warm squeezing her breast. Another wave of pleasure pulsated though her form as it squeezed harder, pinching her nipple between two of its knuckles. She took in a sharp breath, her body tensing up from the foreign appendage massaging such a sensitive spot on her body.

Her head shakily turned to the side, where she found Ryan's head buried into her neck. His face nuzzled into her fur as his hands continued to maneuver around and caress her smooth body.

"R-Ryan..." Twilight managed to say with a stutter. Her mind was hazy and it was becoming very difficult for her to think straight. She waited for some kind of answer, but didn't receive so much as a groan in response.

She tried to call out to him again, but all that managed to escape was a sharp moan as his grip began to tighten on her chest. His other hand soon started traveling deeper into her pants before coming into contact with her moistening a slit, eliciting another moan from her.

Twilight became lost in an extreme state of pleasure as Ryan's hands began to expertly work her over. His finger dug through her lips, rubbing against her extremely sensitive clit over and over. Her back started to arch as a much more powerful wave surged through her. Her body trembled as she dove head first into a new world of magic.

This was new and, on some levels, a bit weird; but she couldn't get enough of it. This feeling that was coursing through her veins was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. She wanted is to last forever. "Please, don't stop."

She let out a loud gasp as an odd mixture of pain and pleasure started rushing down from her shoulder, sending a thousand shivers down her spine. There was some kid of pressure building up inside of her, begging and crying to be released. A couple of Ryan's fingers began to wander a bit, finding a new spot to take refuge.

They dove into her sopping wet cavern, rubbing and curling against her inner walls. Twilight quickly reached out and grabbed a nearby pillow, pulling it into her face to muffle her climatic screams. As the ecstasy that had been building up punched its way out of her, she couldn't help but shiver and tremble as she called loudly called out into the giant ball of cotton.

She slowly began to come down from her euphoric state, her body still shaking in response to such a powerful release. Her thoughts slowly worked their way back to normal, pulling her back into a more proper state of mind. Once she realized what had just happened she started to feel embarrassed. Her pants, as well as the bed sheets, were soaked in her own fluids.

Despite how she felt in that circumstance, she also felt somewhat appreciative for what had happened. With all of the stress she had been going through for the past few months, this was something that she really needed. Sure, she could have done it on her own, but it was never as satisfying as she would have liked it to be.

Twilight tossed the pillow aside and pulled Ryan's hands off of her before turning over to face him. He looked so peaceful and relaxed, almost like he was asleep...

"Ryan?" Her head cocked a bit as she reached out and gave him a light shove. Again, she received no response from him; was he messing with her? Was this some kind of weird joke that human's play on each other?

Yeah, he's still out cold

One of Twilight's eyes twitched at this. "How the hay!? No pony could just do something like that in their sleep!"

Well he aint no pony, that's for damn sure. And, I never said that he was the one who did it.

"W-wait a second. You did that? How!?"

I'm practically his brain...I can do whatever I want. Just because he doesn't always listen to me, that doesn't mean that I don't have some pull around here. I'm the reason for half of the shit he does.

Ryan was stirred from his sleep from the sound of someone yelling right next to him. He opened his eyes and pulled himself up with a yawn. "What the fuck is your problem?"

Twilight waited for some kind of response from the voice, but was met with nothing but silence. She wanted to tell him that she could hear something talking to her, that his brain was literally communicating with her. Then she realized just how ridiculous that would sound. Maybe she would hold off on that for now.

"Nothing," She replied to him, "nothing at all."

"You're weird." He plainly stated, moving over so that he could sit up on the edge of the bed. "Fuck, I'm dizzy. Brain, status report."

Rough night, wouldn't recommend a repeat. Bed feels kind of wet, I doubt it came from you though.

Ryan raised a brow as he looked over at the bed, quickly noticing the semi-soaked sheets. "What the actual fuck?" His head soon turned to face Twilight. "Did you do that?"

She cringed a bit, her face turning beat red. "Well...yes, but it wasn't my fault!"

"The fuck it wasn't!" He said accusingly.

You might wanna wash your hands.

Ryan went silent and looked down at his hand. It was covered in an odd fluid. He held it up to his face; his sense of smell wasn't that strong, due to all of the trauma his nose went through as a child. This led him to do the only thing he could to identify what it was; he stuck out his tongue and ran it up one of his fingers.

It took him a second to identify the taste, but once it clicked he turned back to Twilight with a look of shock and guilt plastered onto his face. He could tell by the expression on her face that he had done it again. "I am so sorry."

Twilight couldn't respond. As if it wasn't bad enough that he had fingered her in his sleep, but his mind knew damn well what had happened and was trying to make it look like it was his fault. There really was no way to logically explain any of this, nor respond to it. That, and she just felt weird overall. Ryan saw some kind of moisture on his hand and just licked it without a second thought, which wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't come from her body.

Congratulations, you have successfully completed the act of sleep rape...or would that be sleep molestation?

Ryan's head sank into his hands, not even caring that he had Twilight's juices on him now. "God dammit, why didn't I tell you?"

Because you forgot, retard.

Twilight was on the verge of going over to Ryan and smacking him in the head, in the hopes that his brain would feel it. Rather than that, she chose ask, "Tell me what?"

"That I may or may not have a tendency to basically...do what I just did to any woman I end up sleeping next to." He explained, "I don't know how it started, but it's kind of a habit I need to work on stopping."

She was starting to feel bad for Ryan now. His mind made him do this to her and possibly all of those other girls, but she simply didn't know how to tell him without him possibly thinking that she was crazy. The only thing she could think to do was make him feel less guilty.

"It's fine." She said, earning a shocked expression from the human. A dark blush became very present on her face as she forced out the next few words, "I actually...really enjoyed it."

There was an awkward silence between the two before Ryan got up onto his feet and made his way toward a dresser where he had previously loaded up some of the clothes that were in his bag. "I'm gonna take a shower and get dressed. I suggest you do the same. I may not be able to smell anything, but I can feel the heat in the air running through my nostrils; which tells me that this room probably reeks."

Now that she was actually paying attention, the room did smell pretty funky. She could only assume, in Ryan's words, that the smell was something akin to a Chinese whore house; whatever that was. He must have been going at her for a while for the scent to get so strong.

"Yeah, I think I'll go do that." She said, exiting the room to go get herself cleaned up.

Once Twilight got to the bathroom, she stripped out of her clothing and climbed into the shower. She got the water running and with a few adjustments it was at a comfortable temperature. After getting her body completely soaked she took a moment to relax and just enjoy the feeling of the water running through her fur.

Hi!

Twilight yelped, being startled by the voice from earlier suddenly popping up.

Jeez, calm down. It's not like I can do anything. Hell, I can't even see you. Right now, I'm getting an eyeful of straight cock! He's really getting himself cleaned off...now that I think about it, I can't even remember the last time we took a shower.

"What do you want?" She asked, instinctively covering herself for the off chance that, whatever it was, it could see her.

Hey, you're the one who wanted to talk. Now let's make this quick. It's hard to make sure this guy doesn't hear me when he's conscious.

"Why don't you want him to hear us?" She asked curiously. "What is it you're trying to hide?"

Think about it for a second. If I was talking to you and he heard me, it would confuse him and probably make him pop a blood vessel. Can you just ask whatever god damn questions you have so we can get this over with!

Twilight growled at the voice. "Fine; first off, what are you?"

That's kind of hard to explain...I am Ryan's brain, but at the same time I'm not. Think of me as his voice of reason, only less annoying and a lot more fun.

"Okay; How can I hear you?"

You tell me, you're the magic expert here. As far as I know, that's the reason for all of this.

She let out a disappointed sigh. "So you're about as clueless as me, huh?"

On this particular subject, yes.

Twilight thought back to everything that happened last night; how the voice showed up, the way Ryan was freaking out, how when he woke up he seemed to not remember anything. "What was going on with Ryan last night?"

Night Terror, a pretty nasty one too.

"How come he-?"

Didn't remember? Because I didn't want him to.

"You can take away his memories?"

Take away, no. It's more like locking them up and keeping them hidden. The guy's been through a lot of shit and everything up here if pretty fucked because of it. I made it my job to make sure he doesn't remember any of it.

"Why?"

Sweetheart, if this guy remembered even a quarter of the shit that's gone on in his life, or even some of the stuff he's dreamed up, he'd be in a nut house...Hey, don't touch that!

Twilight put on a questioning expression. "Don't touch what?"

"Ow! Son of a bitch!" Ryan's voice echoed in the distanced. He sounded hurt and angry...but mostly angry.

Dumbass...look, I gotta go. This guy's being fucking stupid. We'll talk later, cool?

"Wait!" She yelled, looking to ask one more, more serious question.

Oh, for fuck-what?

"Why did you make Ryan do all of that to me while he was asleep?"

Because he was being too much of a bitch to make a move.

"...what?"

Look, the guy likes you. I don't know how he came to, but he does. That being said, you make him nervous. He might not look like he is, but he is. Besides, it's not like he wouldn't have done it had you just asked.

Twilight repeated, "...what!?"

He takes care of his girls; if you really want something, all you have to do is ask and he'll do whatever he can to get it. Now I seriously have to go, there's getting to be quite a bit of blood over here and I think he's starting to tune in. I'm out!

"Okay..." She said as everything went silent, minus the sound of running water hitting the tub floor and leaking down into the drain. Twilight, being somewhat content with the information she could get, moved on to continuing to bathe herself so she could go out not smelling like sex.

When both parties where done with their showers, they met up in the throne room looking as though they had just gotten makeovers. Twilight had on a clean pair of blue skinny jeans and a grey T-shirt, on top of that her hair was brushed and hung down over her shoulders. Ryan donned his usual blue jeans and a black dago undershirt, his hair gelled to one side with a wave in the front that hung down toward his eye.

Ryan was sitting down on one of the thrones, looking rather uncomfortable. He kept shifting in his seat, trying to find a less painful way to rest his bottom on the crystal chair.

I bet your ass hurts, doesn't it?

Twilight came over and sat down on the throne to his right, looking at him with a bit of concern on her face. "Are you okay? You look like you're having trouble."

"I'll live." He simply replied, "Just fell ass first onto a broken vase."

"Ow...Is there something I can do to help?"

His head slowly turned toward Twilight, almost glaring at her in a way that made it look like she was the weird one. "The fuck is wrong with you?"

"I'm just trying to be helpful, you don't have to be a jerk about it." She muttered the last part, but wasn't quiet enough for the human not to hear her.

"You're the one who wants to play with my ass, you freak."

"Says the alien with no fur."

"Coming from the bitch with a dick sticking out of her skull."

Twilight gave him a hard look, her horn soon lighting up with a light purple glow. Ryan's body was then consumed in a similar glow before he was lifted into the air to dangle just above her.

"Hey, put me down!" He yelled, flailing around in an attempt to break free from her magical grip.

She crossed her arms and leaned into her seat. "Not until you apologize."

"Really?" He quipped, "You're gonna pull some fuck-shit like this just for an apology?"

"Yes...yes I am." She went silent, waiting for the apology. "I'm waiting."

"Eat my ass! I'm not apologizing for shit."

Twilight lowered him down a bit, bringing his face close enough for their noses to be touching as she glared at him. The two had a brief stare down, a smile soon forming on both of their faces before both broke out in a small laughing fit.

The alicorn managed to pull herself together before the human, giving him an understanding look. This was the way he was and she couldn't change that. Honestly, she didn't really want to. "I think I'm starting to get used to your sense of humor."

"It's about time." He said with a smug look on his face. "For a while there I thought you'd never get used to it. Imagine how much that would have sucked with me living here and all. What finally broke you in?"

She shot him a mysterious look. "Let's just say that I have general idea of how your mind works."

Oh God, she's learning...

Twilight let out a short giggle as she rose from her seat and made her way out of the throne room, leaving Ryan suspended in the air above the table.

"Hey, where are you going?" Ryan asked, receiving no response in return. "Hey, put me down!"

She stopped to turn back and look at him before answering with a short and simple, "No."

"Why not?"

"Cause no." On that note she continued taking her leave, being more than satisfied with how she handles that situation. Maybe she could get used to this kind of thing. It was pretty fun being able to let out a much more mischievous side of her.

"Hey...hey, get back here!" He shouted in vain.

She's not coming back.

"God, fucking, dammit!"

Author's Note

Okay, I really just wanted to get this out. I am seriously falling behind here and I'm struggling to figure it all out! I hate to say this, but further delays might be a thing. I really need a free day off of work. If I had a full day to just do nothing, I could get at least 3 chapters typed out and have them edited the next day. Sadly, that is not the case right now. So...yeah, sorry guys.
Imma keep working at this as often as I can, but I can't make any promises on much else.
Regardless, I hope you are all still enjoying, let me know if you see any spots that I may have fucked up on. If you like this story; please share it with your friends and leave a comment below. Comments make me feel special :P