“Should I apologize? I feel like I should apologise.” I said as two mares came in. I guessed they were nurses, if not nurses then some similar caregiver that I couldn’t think of a name to.

The first mare to come in was a unicorn. She had a blue coat and a short white mane that was (ironically) tied into a ponytail. Her eyes were amber and she wore dark blue scrubs. She was blushing profusely as she rolled in what looked like a scale bearing a few other medical implements. The second mare on the other hand was tall In fact she had the build of a model actually. which made her compatriot look rather average when standing side by side. She was pink, had violet eyes, and a three-toned mane of pink, purple, and yellow. Like Tia she had both a horn and wings. She wore a white tee shirt and jeans and was grinning in a way that kinda made me nervous.

The first mare I didn’t know, obviously, but that second I knew of through Tia.

“Ah, you must be Cadence.” I gave a polite nod towards the alicorn as the blushing nurse began moving a few things from the scale to the counter across from me.

“And you’re Jared.” Cadence grinned while moving over to stand a foot or two to my left. “Auntie Tia’s told me a lot about you.”

“All good things I hope. Heh.” I chuckled. I glanced between her and the nurse. “So, how much did you ladies hear? Also, to re-ask, should I be apologizing?”

“We heard everything!” The nurse mare blurted then covered her mouth, blushing furiously. “W-we didn’t mean to. We’ve been monitoring both of your vitals remotely and when both of your pulses spiked we came to see if everything was okay. Then we got to the door.... and heard Miss Pie....”

Cadence was virtually vibrating with excitement. “Oh that was so beautiful! Pinkie sounded amazing and you were saying all the right things. You made monotone sound sexy!” She bounced on her hooves in excitement. “Also, I can’t help loving when a couple falls in love. By the way Jared. What you do have with her, in case you were wondering, it’s real. I can feel it, and it’s strong.” She grinned.

I blinked at her. “Thank you?” Then it registered and I simultaneously blushed, and got a really warm feeling in my stomach. “So..... wait..... love at first sight is a thing here?”

“Yep yep yep!” Cadence nodded, as giddy as a child on Christmas morning. “Oh Pinkie sounded so sexy! She got Moon Petal here all kinds of flustered!”

I glanced over to see the nurse mare, Moon Petal who looked more purple than blue at the moment. “I-I’m sorry.” She squeaked.

“For what?” I asked.

“W-we listened to the whole thing.” She managed to get out.

I turned my head and raised a brow at Cadence. Cadence, in turn just grinned at me. Cadence gives no fucks when love is involved. Or does she give all of them? Hmmmm questions for later.

I looked back to Moon. “I can forgive you. Pinkamena was rather....” I briefly fought for the right word, “enthusiastic.”

“U-ummmm...” Moon drew my attention. “W-what..... What did she do?”

“Cutting you off there.” I stated flatly with a raised hand. “What happened is between us. We did not have sex if that’s what you’re thinking. Now, I assume you're here for a checkup now that I’m fully awake? See if anything’s changed?”

“Right! Right.” Moon jumped thoroughly scolded, and quickly spun around and began busying herself with writing on a medical chart.

”Well done.” Cadence’s grin softened into a warm smile.

“What? Hearing is fine, and I don’t blame you for lingering due to curiosity, but everything else is private.” I stated to the Princess of Love.

“You’re a good person Jared.” Cadence went to reach out a hand, paused, then let it drop.

I should probably feel sad or irritated at her action, but I can’t blame her for it. I am probably hideous, and as far as I knew I could drain her just by grabbing onto her by accident.

I look down at my hands. My gnarled, withered grey hands. They shook briefly. A kind of tremor that I’d seen before. What had Discord done to me...

No.... Don’t think about it.....

“Thanks.” I responded flatly.

Where was Pinkamena? I need somebody to hug. Right... She was showering... I might want to get her help so I could do that too.

I sighed, then looked back up at Cadence. The mare looked sad. She probably felt bad but didn’t know how to respond. “So-” I got cut off by the bathroom doorknob turning. “Pinkamena, hold on a sec. We’ve got company.”

“Huh? Oh...” Her voice sounded a little nervous. “Ummm... Who is it?”

“The Princess of Love and a nurse. You should be fine so long as you don’t come out naked.” I said, honestly hoping she did just to see their reactions. I really wanted a pick me up right now.

“Awwwww- Wait- You doin’ okay?” She somehow went from faux-sad, to confused, to concerned in a matter of moments.

“Not really.” I replied honestly.

The door opened and Pinkamena, wearing only the underwear I’d seen her grab earlier, with her hair flat and damp, walked out and stepped towards the bed.

“Wait, Pink-” Cadence tried to get out, but gasped as Pinkamena climbed into the bed next to me, scooted up close, laid her head on my shoulder, and intertwined the fingers of her left hand with my right. My hand made hers look small. I’d honestly like to know our size difference. Pinkamena was damp, probably didn’t spend a lot of time drying off from just a simple rinse off. I didn’t care. Pinkamena’s presence was making me feel better already.

“Pinkie!/Miss Pie!” Both mares cried as both moved closer to the bed, most likely to try and pry her away from me. I don’t think that was going to happen.

“My name is Pinkamena.” She said slowly as she glanced between the two other mares, making them freeze in place.

“Miss- Pinkamena please let go of his hand, he’s probably draining you right now and you can’t feel it.” Moon Petal tried to urge.

“Mmmmm Nope.” Pinkamena responded in almost a chirp.

“B-but- he’s-” Moon said, clearly flustered.

“Nope.” Came Pinkamena’s chirp.

“Are you related to Ruby, Yang, and Qrow by any chance?” I asked softly.

I got a small grin in response. “Nope.”

“Wait- What- How-” Cadence’s sputtering drew both our attention. Her horn was lit in a teal glow and I felt a faint tingle run through me. “You’re not channeling magic! You should be sucking her dry!”

“Oh I’ll suck him dry...” Pinkamena purred into my ear causing me to shiver.

“Behave you. Heh heh.” I chuckled quietly and shot her a glance. She was giving me her best faux-innocent look.

“This doesn’t make sense!” Cadence ranted then thrust a finger at Pinkamena. “You don’t make sense!” I noticed Pinkamena wince a little at that last statement.

Meanwhile Moon was taking notes. Good for her. Monitor everything.

“So that’s where Twilight gets it.” Pinkamena murmured.

“Hmmm?” I leaned my head towards her.

“Oh, Twilight Sparkle is really neurotic. She spends too much on what she can see and prove. Doesn’t have much of an imagination in my opinion.” She shrugged. “I mean, she’s nice and all, and her dragon brother-son-servant-thing is a good customer to the Cakes, but Twilight...”

“She can get on your nerves?” I asked

“Yeah... little bit...” Her ears fell back as she frowned, honestly making her look really cute. “She tries to help everyone with their problems and sometimes it drives me crazy.”

“And here I thought she was your friend based on the way she acted.” I said, noticing that Cadence had begun to pace while talking to herself, and Moon Petal was still taking notes just watching the two of us.

“Not... really....” Pinkamena winced a little as she said that. “She’s more of an acquaintance. She actually has a group of four mares an a stallion that she’s really close to. Her and her close friends actually have a name that everypony’s been calling them. The Mane Six. That’s M A N E not M A I N by the way.”

“That’s stupid.” I blinked.

“I know right?” Pinkie nodded enthusiastically. “They don’t seem to mind it, but something about that pun just irks me.”

My turn. “I’ll irk you as much as you want.” I gave her a small smile.

“Now it’s your turn to behave. Though I may have to take you up on that later.” She grinned slyly at me.

“Ummm, Pinkamena, Jared?” Moon’s voice grabbed our attention. “This actually really helpful. Pinkamena, would you mind helping? Since apparently you can touch him and have him touch you with no ill effects-”

“I wouldn’t say no ill effects.” Pinkamena murmured to me.

“Goddamn, didn’t you cum like five something minutes ago?” I glanced at her.

She smirked at me. “And you thought once was enough?”

“Point taken.” I nodded lightly.

“- help us in checking his weight? We need to get him onto the scale.” Moon finished, either unaware or uncaring of our private conversation.

“Sure.” Pinkamena chirped as she slid out of bed. Feeling a little less warm with her not there I leaned to my right, intending to flop to the bed. Didn’t happen. My spikes stuck into the bed, so I just sat there limply at an odd angle. I weakly flailed my arms. “Pinkamena... Help. I’m trapped. My own body is revolting against me.”

“Awww, your body’s not revolting.” Pinkamena coed, simultaneously hearing Moon cough awkwardly as she did. Cadence was still in her logic puzzle and continued to pace back and forth in front of the door.

“Well aren’t you sweet. Heh.” I chuckled. “I haven’t even seen how old I actually look though. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen my face either.”

Pinkamena reached out and grabbed hold of my arms. She pulled and I managed to get my legs under me so I could half-crawl over the bed. We managed to get me into a sitting position on the edge of the bed and Pinkie moved over so I could put my arm over her for support. I slid off until my feet on the cold tile floor.

“You ready? Take it slow.” Pinkamena looked at me with a smile that was trying to hid the fact she was worried.

I nodded. “Okay.” I took a breath and pushed off the bed. I then found out both how tall I was compared to everyone else and how frail I still happened to be. My legs shook as I stood up to my full eight. I had to put my hand on Pinkamena’s shoulders so I didn’t accidentally fall forward. On that note, Pinkamena’s head came up to my chest. Showing that I not only Towered over her, but I also towered over Moon, and was a little taller than Cadence. “I’m good.” I stated even though my body shook like a leaf from using muscles it wasn’t used to using.

“You don’t feel like you’re confident in that.” Pinkamena said, tilting her head back to look at me.

“I’m not, but this is a start at least.” I responded. “Now, let’s see if I can get over to the scale without dying.”

“Kay. Tell me when you need to stop.” Pinkamena smiled as she began to help me relearn how to walk. I actually having to use her like a living cane or walker.

Suddenly I felt very, very old. I was weak, frail, incapable of even basic things like walking.

I was at once both a newborn and elderly.

I’m so weak now.... So frail..... W-what am I?

I couldn’t stop myself this time.

I’d become something completely different. No... not become. I’d been violently turned into something completely different. Just turned into a monster by some self-styled God.

I probably looked like a freak. Some emaciated nightmare from a horror movie. I’d gained powers so dangerous that if I wasn’t careful I could kill someone just by touching them. In doing so I would become stronger. I was worse than a vampire, because I got the feeling that all I’d leave is dust if I held on long enough.

By all rights I should be dead. Would death be preferable to this? I mean, if I didn’t have much of a purpose back on Earth, then why would I have a purpose here? If I did find something to give my life meaning, instead of just existing like I had been, then what would I be doing? On that note, even if I did have a purpose, would anyone accept it? Accept me? Would anyone besides Tia and Pinkamena accept me? Moon and Doctor... pony I couldn’t remember the name of, looked okay but were they just tolerating me? Was Cadence tolerating me? She seemed more interested in my love life with Pinkamena rather than me as a person. Would anyone be able to see me for me? Or would they only see the monster, or worse the thing that tears the life from all it touches? Would people run in fear of me? Would they attack me?

My breathing became shaky and shallow as I felt tears sting the corners of my eyes. My hands tightened on Pinkamena’s shoulders and I felt her hands grab and gently hold onto mine. “It’s okay.” Pinkamena’s voice cut through my thought’s, distorted by some kind of mental haze. “I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you.”

And now there was Pinkamena. A clearly hurting mare, wounded both by people and from more that I couldn’t even begin to fathom. She was a mare that everyone treated like a child, just because she was weird and liked to have fun. So what if she was weird? So what if she just wanted to see you happy? Why does that make her a child in your eyes? She has a wonderful and unique personality!

That’s what drew me to her. Her mind. Her personality. She’s funny, and has a sense of humor like mine, she can banter like no female I’ve ever met, and she actually cares about me. There’s also a shyness about her. She’s self-conscious about her body. She needs as much validation as she can get, because her body is amazing. She’s sexy, I’m not ashamed to admit it. Compared to me she’s a fucking ten. Pinkamena’s also a perv and I fucking love it. I don’t care where it stems from, I love it and I do not mind her having a sexual side. It made me only want her more.

Pinkamena’s perfect.

And I was wrong... She doesn’t just care.... She loves me.... She loves me despite my appearance....

Somehow Pinkamena could look past my appearance and see me. She could look past her own pain to see the me beneath the withered shell. It hurt to think that that mare had been hurting. Could she have been going through a similar situation to mine? Acting like everything was fine, and in her case putting on a mask of happiness and cheer, but all the while being lonely even when she’s surrounded by ponies? Was she lonely? Did she fall asleep wishing she had someone to sleep with too? Did she want to be loved... as much as I did?

I.... I want to love her....

By all forms of logic, I shouldn’t be in love with her. We just met for fuck’s sake. But fuck logic, I was. It felt like she was the only one who really understood me. I may be discounting Tia, but something just fit with Pinkamena. I connected with her in a way I haven’t felt before, like I’d known her my entire life. We just clicked.

I don’t know why she loved me. I’m not that special. I never was. Tia and Discord just popped up out of the blue and I just fucking went with it. Why? Because voices in my head would be better than being alone. I didn’t have any friends, no real ones. I’m weird. I have a strange sense of humor. I’m a nerd who’s spent his life in video games. What did she see in me?

I...

I needed her.

I needed Pinkamena Diane Pie.

I’ve never felt like I actually needed someone before.

How could I ever need someone who just thinks I’m doing a gag or thinks I’m some emotionless freak? Everyone else thought that.

Pinkamena doesn’t think that.

“Jared?” I blinked, snapping out of my depressed thoughts. Pinkamena was looking up at me. She was crying, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. So was Moon. So was I, if my fuzzy vision was any indication. “Jared, come back. Y-You’re done with the checkup. W-we can get b-back in bed if you want.” Pinkamena was shaking. At some point during my zone out they’d moved me so Pinkamena was facing me. I was standing in front of the scale and I had the vague feeling like I’d been looked over.

“Shower...” I responded somewhat dully still mostly in my depression haze. “Not.. Not clean....” I managed to get out.

“Right.” Pinkamena nodded. She glanced over at Moon with a questioning look.

“D-don’t worry. I-I can get this cleaned up.” Moon said. I looked over, wondering what Cadence had been doing during my breakdown. She was done pacing, apparently done with her freak out. She was standing by the door looking at the three of us with a look that was a mix of confusion, pain, and shock. Maybe she realized that she’d been losing her mind over something she couldn’t explain, something that didn’t matter, while I was halfway to a full nervous breakdown.

I felt Pinkamena move and I moved with her. I noticed that we were walking towards the bathroom. I still wasn’t all there, but Pinkamena was there to help me. She had me turn so I could sidestep into the bathroom, preempting the fact that my spikes probably would have caught on the door. Even shaking, I apparently could somehow stand on my own long enough for Pinkamena to flick on the overhead lights and shut the door. I almost immediately heard the muffled shouts of Moon chewing out Cadence.

I looked around, slowly coming back fully to the waking world. The bathroom was large, sporting basket lights in the ceiling that illuminated a white tile floor and marble walls. The toilet was to my right, and a massive bathtub that looked more like a jacuzzi took up a large portion of the room to my left. The shower head was one of those heads that was flat and sat above you instead of at an angle. Beyond the bath/shower/jacuzzi was a large gray-tinted window that looked out over a city down below. The red-orange light of evening filtered in through the window. Then my eyes turned to look straight ahead. A long counter-top sported two sinks, however I was more concerned with the massive mirror spanning the counter.

For the first time since I got here, I saw what I truly looked like.

Frail wouldn’t even begin to describe it. Emaciated Cancer Patient wouldn’t begin to describe it. I was literally skin and bone. My body looked ancient and withered, devoid of both liquids and any significant muscle. The skin was leathery, wrinkled and almost completely hairless. The spikes that fanned out behind me made me hunch over a bit and gave the illusion that I was a hunchback. But that wasn’t the worst part. No, the worst part was my face. I had a nose that looked like it’d been broken and reset wrong, a short grey beard, a noticeable underbite with two thick tusks coming out of the sides of my mouth, and I was bald to boot. However the worst thing out of this mess? My eyes. They were orbs of glowing green light with dots of fiery red that appeared to act as pupils. There was also this black smokey substance that wafted off the edges of my eyes.

The fact that the face’s look was bored and emotionless with half-lidded eyes made it all the worse. It was like me... but not....

I felt sick, beginning to shaking even more as I feel chills run through my body. I noticed that Pinkamena was standing next to me, looking at me in the mirror. She was crying again. I hadn’t stopped.

“I-I’m so sorry.” She said quietly as her hand grabbed mine and squeezed.

My legs took that moment to give out and I dropped to the floor. Pinkamena gasped when I did. I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned against her. Her other arm wrapped around my head and held me close to her stomach as I simply sat there quietly sobbing.. “Shhhhh. Sh-Shhhhh.” She cooed softly.

“H-how can you love that?” I said through a tightened throat.

“B-because it’s y-you.” Came her reply. “Y-you scared me for a m-moment when I first saw you. Th-then I saw how much pain you w-were in. Y-you asked for help a-and my heart broke. Y-you were so scared.” She slowly rubbed her hand over my head. “Th-then Celestia told me a little about you. Y-you sounded like a great person. You were fun and nerdy and you had a sense of humor. P-Plus you like a lot of the s-stuff I like. Even if it is another universes version of it. I-I couldn’t wait to meet you.” I felt Pinkamena let go of me and lower herself so she was sitting next to me. Her arms wrapped around me and she rested her head on my shoulder. “Th-then I got to meet you. I immediately knew th-there was something special about you. I-I could feel it. Y-you pointed at me and said I want one. It made me laugh b-because I knew you were being funny, but I-I... I felt like I was actually wanted by someone.” I raised my arms and hugged the mare close to me, resting my head on hers. “Th-then you woke me from my nightmare. Hehehe.” She giggled. ”You threw pillows at me. When I was grouchy from waking up, you didn’t mind. You didn’t think I wasn’t acting normally because I wasn’t happy. You rolled with it when I made dirty jokes. You let me cuddle with you. Y-you didn’t leave when I asked if we’d end up together.” I heard her sniffle. “You let me be me. Y-you let me get naked and didn’t m-make fun of how I looked. Y-you think I’m b-beautiful. Y-you kissed me. No one’s ever kissed me before, b-but you did. You watched m-me c-cum and y-you made me feel sexy. Y-you s-said you l-loved me.”

I now felt significantly more relaxed as I listened to Pinkamena’s soothing voice. “I do love you.” I murmured as I opened my eyes and looked down at Pinkamena.

She opened her eyes and was looking up at me. Her cheeks were tear-streaked but she was smiling at me lovingly. I smiled down at her as best I could. “I love you too.” She said though she sounded a little choked up.

I stared into her shimmering blue eyes. As one, we slowly leaned into each other and kissed. I felt her heat up as we did. I did too as my depression haze began to lift. So long as I had this mare I could handle anything.

We broke apart and Pinkamena grinned at me. I smiled back. “Hey, Pinkamena?”

“Yes?” She asked cocking her head to the side cutely.

“Wanna get naked?” The moment I said that, she blushed bright red.

“Y-yeah.” She nodded. She stood up then helped me to my feet. My legs slowly seemed to be getting used to holding my wait. She almost immediately unclipped and threw off her bra. I chuckled at her excitement as I dropped my underwear.

Pinkamena wasn’t kidding about my dick. I mean damn... It had to be six inches at least, and that was flaccid. Though I could feel it start to harden the moment Pinkamena dropped her panties. She looked down at my cock and half-mewled, half-moaned.

“Hon, my eyes are up here. Heh heh.” I said with a chuckle.

“I know, but I want it.” She whined.

“Well let’s shower first and you may get it later.” I booped her nose with a finger to get her attention.

“Get it in what way?” Pinkamena smirked at me as she helped me cross the bathroom and helped me get in the tub.

“Well, I'd still like to hold off on sex. That’s special and it needs to be the right time. But besides that, any way you want.” I said as I shakily lowered myself to sit on the bathtub floor. My spikes made faint scraping noises as the ran along the tub wall and The movement made them tingle a little bit.

“As much as I want to disagree,” she began as she bent over to mess with the knobs on the wall. An act she didn’t need to do, but I thoroughly enjoyed. “I know you’re right. We always have foreplay and oral though.”

“That we do.” I said as cold water poured down on me. I shivered for a minute or two until the water became nice and warm. Perfect temperature.

“How’s that?” She asked turning around.

“Perfect.” I sighed and leaned against the tub wall. “As perfect as you are.” I smiled at her.

“Charmer.” She smirked as she put a hand on her hips. She walked over and sat down next to me. “How are you feeling?”

“In what way are you asking?” I responded, putting an arm around her.

She sighed contentedly as she leaned against me. “All the ways.”

I thought for a moment. “Well emotionally I’m better-ish from my breakdown. At the moment I’m just happy being here with you, but I know that breakdown was probably the first of many episodes. Physically I feel weak and a little tired, and admittedly horny just from this situation and you.”

“I could help with that.” Pinkamena smirked.

“Later.” I booped her. “Let’s talk some first.”

“Well, what do you want to talk about?” She giggled as she rubbed her nose.

I shrugged. “Don’t know. I didn’t think that far ahead.”

Pinkamena ran a finger over my ribs, causing my to twitch a bit. She giggled. “You’re ticklish.”

“Heh. A bit. Be careful though. I may counter attack in unexpected ways.” I learned over and kissed her forehead.

“Oh, That I wanna see.” She smirked at me with bedroom eyes. Then she suddenly brightened like a like a light just came on in her head. “Oh, I got it! Could you tell me about yourself?”

I blinked. “Eh? Why? What do you wanna know?”

“I want to know you. All of you. What was your life like?” Her question made my heart ache in a way that wasn’t necessarily good or bad.

“I don’t know if there’s much to say...” I began. “I didn’t have much of a purpose after I got out of school. I was just floating so to speak. I got a job washing dishes at an Italian restaurant, but that was mainly to pay for all the things I was into. Gaming, figures, books, comics, stuff like that.”

“Ooo, talk nerdy to me.” She said in a smooth sultry voice, then giggled. “But seriously, what were you into?”

“Anything Blizzard, meaning Warcraft, Starcraft, Diablo, Heroes of the Storm, Overwatch. I love a bunch of other things, but Blizzard was what I grew up on.” I smiled at the memories of Playing Warcraft 3.

“Well Jared, I’ve got a level seventy Monk in Discord, A level one-hundred-ten Warlock in Equus of Warcraft, The story of both Silver Forest in Warcraft and Stealth Kill in Starcraft always make me cry, I main The Mutilator in Nexus Wars, and I also main Rain Hard in Overwatch.” Pinkamena whispered in my ear.

Oh Dear God I love this mare so much right now!

I shivered violently. “Pinkamena hon, any more talk like that and you're going to make me cum from nerd love alone.”

“I’ll have to try that sometime.” She winked mischievously. “Did you have any friends to game with?”

My smile died. “No... I mean, I had a guild in Wow which was nice, and I had work friends but I never really had anyone close to me.” I sighed. “Honestly it was a lonely life.”

“Well, you’ve got me now. I’m not going anywhere.” She said as she squeezed me with an arm. “I’ve got some kinky gaming ideas too.”

My heart skipped painfully from both the warm feeling that Pinkamena filled me with and the very evident boner that I had. “Oh you do?”

“Yeah...” she smirked at me. “Like me riding you in your lap while we play Discord or Overwatch or something, trying to see who will cum first.”

“Hnnnt!” I grunted and squeezed her. “Dammit Pinkamena, you know exactly where to go for!” I groaned as I panted a bit. “I thought we were trying to avoid the sexy stuff.”

“That’s what you said.” Pinkamena said as she leaned up to nibble my ear. “I never agreed to it though.”

“Damn, you’re right.” I tried to calm my breathing, though I was now shaking again.

“I’ll try to tone it down a little bit.” She almost purred. Then a look of thoughtfulness crossed her face. “I’m curious about something. How’d the Whole Celestia and Discord talking to you thing start?”

I smiled a bit. I chuckled. “Heh. It was Tia first actually. I thought I was going crazy until she showed me that she could manipulate things around me.”

“Holy Fucking Shit!” Pinkamena pushed herself away from me as she stared up at me, her jaw dropped in shock. “Princess Celestia is that fucking powerful?!”

“She’s more powerful than anyone can possibly imagine.” I nodded as Pinkamena settled down and returned to her spot against my side. “She just never shows it.”

“I can see that. How’d you react?” She asked, returning her head to my shoulder.

“I freaked out at first. Then over a surprisingly short time I got used to it. Discord joined not long after. I had friends. Real friends. They just so happened to be Godlike friends. Heh heh.” I chuckled.

“That’s wonderful.” Pinkamena giggled. “Do you know why they contacted you?”

I thought for a moment, raising a hand to scratch at me beard. I’ve got a feeling that I was going to do that a lot. “That’s what always confused me. Celestia said that she was looking for a friend. However I remember her telling me that I had magic. Well, not exactly. I could have magic. Like there was a void, a hole that magic could fill. She said that that’s what attracted her to me. That void. Discord was the same way. However he was not being very subtle when he said he wanted to use me. Heh heh.” I chuckled. “I’m pretty sure Tia was using me to humanize Discord, teach him Empathy. It was working as far as I could tell.” My face fell. “Until... he... changed me...” I squeezed my eyes shut and held Pinkamena close as I tried not to slip back into the darkness of my thoughts.

“Hey... hey... It’s okay.... I’m here...” Pinkamena cooed quietly. “I’ve got a theory.”

“H-hmmm.” I semi-grunted as I held her.

“You said you didn’t have a purpose right? Well what if this, what if all of this, was part of a greater Destiny that someone or something has planned for you?” Her words made my eyes snap open and I stared at her, my mouth opening slightly in shock. “What if you were meant to be here all along? Meant to be in Equestria, meant to have these powers, meant to be with me, for some greater purpose that we don’t know yet? I don’t think that this was an accident. Yes, I know it’s horrible, but I’d have never met you if you never got pulled here. This all has to mean something right? I know it’s scary and overwhelming, but I want to be here with you for everything that Destiny has planned for you.”

“Holy shit.” I breathed.

That was one hell of a paradigm shift.

“I know that this isn’t really helping your stress right now, but I thought that if you could think about something hopeful, you wouldn’t be so sad.” Pinkamena looked away, unsure.

She was right... I know I’d probably still have bouts of depression and that I’d only begin to start processing what happened to me, but Pinkamena just had given me something deeply important. She’d given me hope.

She squeaked as I pulled her into my lap and squeezed her. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.” Pinkamena giggled as she hugged me back.

I loosened my grip and she leaned against me, shifting so her back to my chest. However her ass/flank was also pressed right up against my erection. I did not mind in the least. “Mmmmmmm, someone’s excited.” Pinkamena looked up at me as I wrapped my arms around her midsection.

“What can, I say? You bring it out of me.” I gave her a playful squeeze.

“You know,” Pinkamena bit her lip and blushed, “It isn’t fair that I’ve been making you so hard and you’ve gotten nothing out of it.”

“It’s fine.” I smiled at her.

Pinkamena turned around in my grip and pulled herself up so I was cupping her flank with my hands. Her breasts pressed into my chest as I felt something very warm and very wet press against my erection. She was giving me a half-lidded, needy look. “No it’s not, and I think it’s about time I did something about it.”

Author's Note

Art for Cadence by kevinsano