Introductions and Missed Classes
Ponirei: Season One : Friendship is Fighting
Chapter 1 : Introductions and Missed Classes
Monolift City, the city of the future, home of Monolift Corporation, home of Riker Technical University, and currently the home of Toby Davis. Currently attempting to pass the entrance exam to become a student in Riker Technical, Toby’s life has consisted getting to test preparation class, trying to prepare for his degree, and of course dealing with working a part-time job and his landlord. Mr. Lao’s Apartments was a bit rundown, being one of the first businesses built on the Island. It was common knowledge that Mr. Lao, and his granddaughter Lime, had run the business for about eighteen years.
All that Toby knew for sure was that the old man was some kind of former MMA fighter that had been in a few tournaments that had been held all over the world. Well that and that the old man had a thing about more than one person living in an apartment at a time. He wasn’t exactly sure why Mr. Lao didn’t want couples living in his apartment building, not that it really applied to Toby. After all, a certified geek, rooted deep in Dungeons and Dragons lore, along with being a major anime junkie, well, that didn’t scream dating material. Yet today, this very day, things were set to change.
The day started with the sound of rain. Rain that was pouring down against the side of the prefabricated modular building. The older seals and windows were leaking, but that seemed to happen with every rain. Of course though it had to be pouring today, really pouring, and that only made the fact that his motorcycle was in the shop more of a bother. Granted, it wasn’t a great idea to ride in the rain, but it was a five minute ride in the rain. Instead he looking at about half an hour on foot. Deciding that groaning about it wouldn’t make it any better he grabbed his slicker, a holdover from his uncle’s fishing boat. The slicker was more of a three piece rain suit, all of which were a bright school bus yellow.
He grabbed his galoshes, slipped them on, and walked out of the house. The rain poured down on him. Walking on out he climbed down the stairs of the apartment, made it to the bottom, and then started down the street. His test prep class was being done remotely today, and that meant getting somewhere that had open wifi, and of course hoping that his growingly antiquated laptop would be able to handle it.
He’d seen the more advanced Persocoms, and Anthrocoms, in the prep class. Most of them have been the travel sized ones. Roughly a foot tall, designed to look as close to what they were modeled after as possible, and implanted with a personality that would match their owner. He didn’t have that kind of money. Of course, if he applied to be a host family that would be of some help, but he wasn’t sure how well he’d do.
He knew that a guy down the street had been listed as a host family, and so far he had a few beings that had been believed to be mythical creatures living in his home. A Centaur, lamia, slime, and harpy were living in his home. He knew that the guy’s grocery bill was huge. Hell, the last time he’d been to Save-A-Lot grocery store he saw him purchasing at least four carts of food, and he saw him doing the same less than a week later.
That kind of grocery bill wasn’t cheap, not in the slightest bit. He wasn’t sure how much that guy was getting as a host family, but he wasn’t sure that it was much more than enough to cover the costs of the groceries, basic living expenses, and utilities. Nope, doing that most likely wasn’t going to be the best way of making the extra cash he’d need to get a Persocom or Anthrocom.
He heard something from above him, and he looked up in time to see a pink… thing falling toward him! He started to move, but she hit him knocking him to the ground. Her short skirt was no longer covering her white pantied ass, her cotton candy style tail looked to be drooping a bit from the rain, and she slowly sat up looking toward him with a shirt that looked like it belonged to a temple priestess. Knowing what it looked like was what he attributed to his anime obsession. He could see that the material was completely soaked, showing him exactly what she had under it. His eyes bulged, his mouth hung open, and he was sure that he most likely had a nose bleed.
“Hehe, sorry, thank you for catching me! I’m Pinkie…” she stopped what she was saying when something exploded near them.
His eyes widened and he looked into the air to see two more… of whatever she was floating in the air, no, they were hovering! He could see their wings, gently flapping, keeping them both aloft!
“Hold still!” the one on the left shouted.
He saw her kick a cloud, and an arch of lightning shot out of it. His physical reaction was to grab the pink anthro pony thing, roll out of the way, and he did just that. She jumped up, grabbed his hand, and before he knew what was happening the both of them were rushing down the street, past the stories, his apartment, and from the sounds of it somewhere behind them was those two other things that were shooting lighting toward them from a storm cloud!
They ran down several alleys, behind buildings, and through an underground parking lot that opened up into several exits. When they ran out the rain was letting up, and they were lucky enough to no longer hear those two in the air. Of course though she was running hard, pulling him, causing him to barely be able to keep up, and at several points actually getting dragged along.
“We got away!”
She looked back at him to see him groaning.
“Oh no! Are you okay?”
---Eight hours later ⇔ Toby’s Apartment---
Waking up Toby looked around the apartment. He let out a relieved sigh figuring that it was all a dream. That made sense, yes, it was a dream, a very vivid, real, lucid dream that he had. He turned over, closing his eyes, and put his hand where normally there’d be nothing more than his comforter and the mattress. Instead there was a soft, fleshy mound. It felt… furry,warm, bouncy, fleshy, and he gently cupped it causing an audible squeak from something.
He opened his eyes to see the Pony girl, from yesterday beside him. The same Pony Girl that was currently nude, in his bed, out from under the covers, with the bluest eyes he’d ever seen looking back at him.
“Morning!”
He nearly fell out of the bed, unsure of what was going on, who she was, and what in the hell was happening.
She let out a soft moan, a glowing spot on both sides of her hips was getting brighter. She began crawling toward him. Her large, soft, amazing breasts swaying with each movement she made toward his form. She reached him, her hand taking his own, bringing up to her cheek, letting him touch her again.
“Do you feel it?”
He felt something, a sort of spark something that almost screamed this was right, despite the fact that he knew this was several shades of right fucked the straight up.
“You’re him, I know it,” she said in a sultry whisper, “You’re my Ashikabi, my special somepony.”
“Special what now?”
She grinned at him, leaning in closer, “Please, claim me. I’ve waited for you, I feel it now, I want you to be mine.”
Not sure what was going on, not sure what he was doing exactly, he leaned forward his lips touching hers, their lips opened, and he felt her tongue touch his own. At that moment a bright pink light covered her. He watched as her eyes turned white for a moment, and afterward on her hips was a picture, almost a tattoo of three balloons. He watched as the glow ended, and her smile brightened as her eyes returned to normal. She reached forward, hugging him, pulling him against the two wonderful large, and soft, mounds that hung so wonderfully from her chest.
“Ummmm… Thanks Pinkie,” he mumbled as he was held there.
“You’re welcome Toby, you silly billy.”
She released him and he looked at her, and he felt confused, “How did you know my name? I don’t remember getting a chance to introduce myself.”
She smiled brightly at him, “I dunno, it just popped in there, ooo! Twitchy tail!”
He watched her as she grabbed him and rolled to the side before something crashed through the roof. After the dust settled he saw a silver box with the Monolift emblem on it. The huge black rectangle was largely recognizable around the world. It was simple, basic, and yet the company it represented had grown to become such a huge entity in the world.
Slowly, Toby neared the device and it opened to reveal a monitor, and a box below it.
“Hello, number Eighty-Eight aka Pinkameana Diane Pie.”
“Professor!”
“Yes,”
“Who are you?” Toby asked.
“Seriously? You don’t know who I am?”
Toby shook his head, “Nope.”
“Do you not watch the news at all? You know what, never mind. I’m Timothy Reynolds, the president of Monolift Industries!”
“Oh… Oh yeah, why are you talking to us through the monitor?”
“Because, my boy, you’ve entered into a much larger world. Welcome to the Ponirei plan! A massive game that has been designed by myself! Here, magic, and technology, will change the world into what it should be! Each Ashikabi and Ponirei are expected to play. The game is simple. Your Ponirei will enter into a contest of strength, will, and determination with other Ponirei across the island, then the world at large. Fighting until there is only one left, one that will ascend into the higher sky above!”
“Okay…”
“The fighting and the Ponirei plan must remain quiet, until such time I am ready to let the world in on it. Inform anyone that is not an Ashikabi, or Ponirei, about it and you will disappear. Now, Number Eighty-Eight, I’ve included an extra set of clothes, although I’m certain that your Ashikabi will be helping you purchase other clothes. Among the clothes is a holo emitter. This device will allow you to appear human when not fighting. Take advantage of that. Good luck…”
