Once again, the light of the morning sun causes you to wake. You could've sworn you closed the blinds last night, but then again maybe you didn't. Sighing deeply you sat up.

And almost immediately you noticed something was different.

What you were lying on wasn't your bed. It was smooth, and hard like wood. Your covers weren't covering you either, a cold breeze clearly making that evident, and so you open your eyes, seeking an explanation.

What you saw, confused you beyond belief.

You were no longer in your bedroom, rather, you were in a different house altogether. It appeared to be some sort of living room, nicely decorated with furniture to match the numerous bird houses, pet beds, and mouse holes that were seemingly placed there on purpose. But strangest of all was the size.

Everything was huge. Absolutely, positively, massive. In comparison, you figured yourself to only be an inch tall at most, half an inch tall at least. You had never seen furniture of these size before. It was quite, intimidating.

There was one thing however, something that bothered you at first, but now shook you to your core. If the house was this big, then what would the residents be like?

As if to answer her question, the sound of footsteps came from the hallway at the back of the room. From it, came the most beautiful creature you had ever seen.

It was a pony, an anthropomorphic pony to be exact. She had creamy yellow fur, that looked soft and warm, and a long pink mane trailed down her back, a tail not too far below doing much the same to her legs. Large wings protruded from her back, matching the color of her fur, and her eyes were a sort of teal color, which simply highlighted her appearance. And to top it all off, this pony had the most perfect ass and breasts you had ever seen. Sized and shaped just to your liking, covered by a green turtleneck and black sweatpants that hugged body tightly.

She was walking around, seemingly looking for something.

“Angel?”

Seems as though another resident of the house was hiding from this woman. The giant mare searched diligently around the kitchen, attempting to find whoever it was she was searching for.

“Angel? Where are you?” she called once more. Her tone was kind and gentle, which was oddly comforting to you. You considered calling out to her, but then you considered the risks.

If you did call out, she'd find you, and who knows how'd she react? The mouse holes in the wall did seen purposely placed however, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Still, you couldn't be sure. Furthermore, if you did decide to hide, where would you go? What would you do? If there was the possibility that she could help you, it might be worth it to call out to her.

As the giant mare got closer to you, you made up your mind and acted upon your decision.

Author's Note

And here we have our first choices!

Get her attention

Hide