Author's Note

BE YE WARNED

To those who venture beyond these lines, only madness waits for ye!

The Ending Syeekoh Made Me Write

In the morning, Sky Stinger was a stallion once more. He had his dick back; Vapor didn't. All was well with the world.

Minus Sky learning that, unlike sex-change spells, a good, hard ass reaming is forever.

Thus, he limped back home to nurse his wounds, physical, mental and spiritual, in silence.

Later that day...

"Sky?" Vapor called to the empty living room as she set hoof in Sky's apartment. "Are you home? The door was open, so I let myself in, since you having sex with me means I own your body and property and everything now."

Despite it being mid-afternoon, no window was open and all the curtains were drawn. As Vapor's eyes adjusted to the gloom within, no sign of Sky was forthcoming. "Hello? I know you're not a mare anymore, or at least I assume so because I didn't have a dick this morning." She swallowed. "I'm glad I don't. It could hear things. Anyway, I was thinking maybe we could braid each others' manes or something, to celebrate your return to, and the return of, your stallionhood?"

As she trotted further in, she could make out shapes on the walls. They were long and thin, like... swords?

Yes, swords, displayed on mounting brackets in sheaths, each paired with a much smaller dagger. Tassels hung off the hilts, and on many, she could just make out some sort of unfamiliar, squiggly script. A stylized dragon was printed on one.

Vapor became aware of a thumping backbeat from elsewhere in the apartment. Following her ears, she came to a closed door with dim light shining through the cracks around it. She knocked.

"Sky, are you in there?" Why did she suddenly feel like a mother checking up on her live-at-home adult son?

When further knocks elicited no reply, she gathered her courage and opened the door.

The stench of spunk and shame immediately assaulted her nostrils, and she had to wrap a hoof over her muzzle lest it overwhelm her. Hard rock music blared from somewhere within. The bedroom itself was cramped, not so much because it was small, but because it was lined with bookshelves, each of them filled with plastic figurines of one description or another.

One shelf held large robots; another was covered in leering monster figures. Yet another still sported various statuettes of mares in provocative clothing. Many of them had full, prominent teats dangling between their legs. Vapor was not exactly appreciative.

"I ate a green chip, Vapor," said a nasal voice beside her.

Sky Stinger sat before a drawing board like a gargoyle perched on a roof. His usual mohawk was compressed in the middle by a pink plastic headband. The two felt feline ears attached to it gave the impression of having two ears too many. His eyes were red-rimmed and bleary, and the desk around the board was littered with empty paper coffee cups, tissues and white takeout cartons.

"I'm going to die."

Vapor was beginning to think the same thing about herself. She tried to say something, but the music was too loud.

"Can you turn it down?" she shouted.

Sky drew forth a small remote and tapped a button. The volume decreased, though the music did not go away entirely.

"I'm playing Stryper's entire discography on repeat," he said. "It helps me channel my angst."

"I'm working on a manga." He held aloft a piece of paper in such a way that she couldn't see anything printed on it. "It's called Forever Lonely Kudasai. Wanna see?"

Her dick had been able to hear the mad whispers of unknowable creatures lurking beyond the stars. This was way worse. And this is what Vapor had wanted.

"I'd love to!" she said, backing out of the room. "But I just remembered I have to wash my everything, forever! I'll see you later, Sky!"

With that, she was gone.

What she missed was Sky pulling one of his figurines down from the shelf. Her name was Mia. She wore a schoolgirl outfit and had the third-largest teats of any of his figures. He cradled the plastic mare to his chest, idly stroking her dugs as a single tear slid down his cheek. In the dark dankness of his own personal hell, Sky Stinger whispered to himself.

"Vapor-chan kawaii."

The Bloody Friggin' End