When Fanfiction Becomes Reality

by Mystogan Vokunkiin

Rating: mature
Tags: Main 6, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Romance, Sex, Spike, Self Insert, Violence, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 7658

Taylor, or as he is known to his readers as 'Mystogan Vokunkiin' has unexpectedly caught the attention of a few certain ponies with his work. They have made it perfectly clear that they wish to meet him.

This story is about the author with a few readers have come to enjoy his work. Unknowingly, however, he had also caught the attention of readers that are not of the normal human world. In fact, a few of those readers are ponies. The very thing his work involves. Despite his few grammar errors and such, they do enjoy his ideas and concepts that he creates.

This causes them to find a way into his world and eventually steal him away from his home, job and everything else he had in the human world. And to make matters odder, he is given the form of his very own original character that he had created.

In short, the normal everyday human now lives in the world that he has been writing about for a while now. He was living on the show, while also creating his own story as he lives it. Will he be able to handle the co, completely different style of life that he will be forced to adjust to?

Published 2018-05-16 07:50:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-05-21 08:13:38 UTC

Prologue: It Doesn't Get Any More Meta Than This...

It was around seven-thirty in the evening when the door to a one bedroom apartment clicked as the key turned in its lock. It opens up making way for a man of twenty-seven who was dressed in a red shirt, blue jeans dark brown work boots and a black and white baseball cap. He was covered from shirt to boots in sand, cement, and dust from his day out in the lumber yard where he worked eight hours each day. His name is Taylor. And he is, like many people a fan of the tv show ‘My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic’ While is wasn't a pony enthusiast. He enjoys the show none the less. However, that doesn’t stop him from writing fanfiction about it either.

To his readers, he is known as Mystogan Vokunkiin. This alias is a name he has had for many years now simply because it’s a name he thought that suited him well. Also the fact that Mystogan is one of his favorite anime characters. Taylor is no one that people know about all over. He is just a regular guy who has a hobby in writing and playing video games. He works at a lumber and hardware store and usually keeps to himself in his apartment. Standing at 6’4 and a thick body frame, hands-on work is nothing to him.

“Geez, another hot day today, that is for sure. A nice hot shower and then dinner. Then I will see what I can think of to write..or maybe I will just play some Warframe with my friends. I will think about it.”

He talked to himself a lot. He thought better when he did that. He makes his way into the bathroom after stripping off all his clothing and tossing it all into the laundry. He had gone through his work clothes and needed a fresh set for the next day to come. Once he finished getting cleaned up. He got into a clean black shirt with a pair of black shorts and began to get dinner ready. As he did that, he turned on his PC and logged in and put on one of his favorite anime tv shows. He was half way through ‘Overlord II’ and needed to finish it. He began cooking with the hamburger meat he had left defrosting when he went to work. He pulls it out of the fridge and tears off the packaging and begins to form the meat into patty proportions. Cheeseburgers and fries were on the menu. And nothing was better than having them homemade. As he made the food while listening and glancing at the monitor while cooking, he was trying to decide just which of his stories he was going to work on that night.

“I know a few of my readers want me to get started on my Discord replacement story...but I am on a roll with my Warframe crossover as well. I still feel bad for canceling my Avatar and Blade and Soul crossovers. But I need to focus on the ones I know I can finish quickly. Perhaps later down the road, I can pick up the other two again once I finish the others. I hate leaving things incomplete…”

Once he had finished cooking and eating his food for the night, he walked over and sat in front of his forty-two-inch monitor and began clicking around on it. Why did he have such a large monitor? Well for the main reason. He is considered ‘legally blind’ by doctors. And has been since he was born. Without going into too much detail, an underdeveloped nerve in his right eye is the source of the problem. No, his eyes are not disfigured. Though his right eye is more of a hazel color with grey spots in the middle of it. While the left eye is just a regular light brown. But if anyone knew Taylor, they’d know he doesn’t use it as a crutch. People could throw every blind joke at him and he’d laugh with them. He finally gets to his account page on the fanfiction site he writes on and pulls his long dark brown hair behind him and cracks his fingers.

“Alright, time to get some writing done, then some Warframe.”

He was just about to get started when he noticed his Discord flashing at the bottom of his taskbar. He opens it up to see a friend request with the name “Twilight Sparkle’. Another fan of the show no doubt. The person started typing to him before he could accept the friend request. He opened up to chat box just as they gave their first message.

“Hi there, are you the one known as ‘Mystogan Vokunkiin’?” the person typed out.

“Well, considering you found me here and I am the only one with that username in existence, yes. I am Mystogan Vokunkiin.” He responded back.

“Oh wow! I am a fan of your work on FIMFiction! I love your crossover stories a lot!”

Taylor chuckled to himself and responded back.

“Well thank you. I know my grammar still needs improvement, but I am still gonna keep going to make it even better. But I am glad that I can bring a bit of entertainment to the people who read my work. I take it you are a fan of the smart purple mare as well?” He typed.

“A fan? What do you mean?” They replied back.

“Well, your name. Twilight Sparkle. That is the name of one of the ponies in the tv show that started this all. I assumed you are a fan of her just as I am. She is smart, pretty, and my kind of mare.”

After he typed that out, the other person went quiet for a moment. He blinked a few times as he leaned back in his gamer chair and crossed his arms as he stared at the screen. He leans forward again after a few minutes and types again.

“Um...hello? Did I scare you off or something? Come on, we are both fans here.”

“Oh no! That’s quite alright! I..am just happy that you think that. The way you write her out in your stories. You make it seem like you really care for her. And I appreciate that. Though, sometimes your work gets a little scary. Especially with ‘The Matrix’ crossover you made. The beginning with the main character putting that weapon to her head…” they type out.

“I know, I know. But I try to put myself in the character’s shoes to for the best writing experience. If I was brought to that same world, I wouldn’t react in such a way, myself. But you gotta remember, he was first sucked through a video game portal by Luna with both his physical form and virtual form fighting for dominance, then he comes out into the world of Equestria no longer himself physically. One can only imagine what that does to the mind.” he responded

“You have a point. I am just glad that he didn’t hurt her.”

“Well, it is my story, after all, I would never allow such a thing to happen.”

“I also noticed your picture on the site! Is this what they refer to as your ‘original character’?”

“Yep, that is Mystogan Vokunkiin. He is a mountain pony. Strong, four-winged and fluffy. Even bigger than Sunbutt.”

“Sunbutt…?”

“Yeah, you know. Celestia. The fandom gave her that name. Though I like to call her Sunny D myself.”

“Why all these..strange nicknames for the princess? I don’t really think she'd approve of them. What if she learned about all this..?”

“I don’t see how she would. After all, Equestria is a made up land filled with fictional ponies all brought together on a tv show by a woman named Lauren Faust. There is no way that it could ever be real. That’s just absurd and wishful thinking. Could you imagine the chaos and horrible experiences that would follow if fans found out that the My Little Pony universe was actually real? It’s almost comical to think about it!”

The Typing stops for a moment. Suddenly a video call comes over the chat. Taylor arches a brow with a slight tilt of his head as he sits there. Something tells him he may have offended the person on the other side and they wanted to give him a piece of his mind.

“Pick it up.” They typed out.

A few more moments go by as he sits there with his arms crossed.

“Pick. It. Up.” They typed out again.

Taylor sighs and clicks on the answer button and waits for the connection to establish. His webcam capturing him and the other camera coming into view as well. What he saw was rather amusing. It looked like a desk view of Twilight’s bedroom. And it was really well done too. They must have been a good artist. Suddenly, Twilight came into view with a rather stern look on her face. Taylor already thought this was impressive. But he wasn’t buying it.

“You listen here, mister. Our world is one-hundred percent real! And I don’t think Princess Celestia would appreciate those nicknames! So you better be nice!”

Taylor was caught off guard by the animations of Twilight and the voice syncing and acting. Whoever this really knew what they were doing. Though he still sat there with that defiant look of ‘I am not buying this. It’s fake.’ with his arms still crossed. He just cracks a smug grin and leans forward once more as he slides his headset on and turns on his mic.

“Impressive work. What? Are you actually Tara Strong and you and the studio are going around to random fans trying to get them to believe that My Little Pony is a real universe out there somewhere? Please, tell me just how many people you have fooled and gotten their hopes up with the charade “

“Twilight, darling! Where are you?”

That familiar voice of the voice actor who played Rarity was heard from his headset. Twilight looked back to the stairs and called out to the voice.

“I am up in my room, Rarity! And guess what?! I found him! I have him on webcam right now!”

A loud gasp was heard after Twilight relayed the message to..whoever it was. Taylor’s disbelief only increased further when he saw the fashionista pony climb up the stairs and run towards what he suspected would be a ‘monitor’ or whatever.

“Really, you even got Tabitha in on this? Geez, you people are cruel with this. I don’t know if you do this to torment your fans for sick kicks, but the amusement is far from over now. I am ending this call, now.”

Just as he hovered his mouse over the end call button, Twilight calls out to him.

“WAIT! I can prove to you that this is all real! Please don’t hang up!”

Taylor keeps his mouse cursor over the end call button. But he crosses his arms and leans back with a rather amused look on his face.

“Fine, prove to me you and she are real ponies. Show me that you are not a fictional equine cartoon being that people only dream of meeting.”

He stood up from his chair and opened his arms in a ‘Show me’ manner.

“Alright, fine! You asked for it!”

“Oh this will be rich, There is nothing you can do that will convince me of-.”

His monitor began to glow a bright white and his apartment began to shake slightly. His eyes widen as he sees two figures launch through the large monitor him in force. He braces for impact.

“WHAT THE FU-!”

Was all he could shout before the two creature collided with him. Sending all three of them onto his couch in a pile of clothing that still needed to be folded after they were cleaned. He lets out a groan of pain as he was still sore from the day’s work. And whatever, or whoever crashed into him only brought that familiar pain back

“Son of a bitch, that hurt..What in the seven fucking circles of Hell was th.-...?”

Taylor could believe what..or rather who he was face to face with. Those big purple eyes locked on with his, that familiar dark purple and pink striped mane hanging over him, that feeling of front hooves pressing against his chest. There was absolutely no way. No FUCKING way… Not only did he have his favorite mare on top of him, but his second one as well. As he noticed those piercing sapphire blue eyes gazing down at him as well along with that unmistakable amethyst colored mane. They were both as soft as he thought they were. Their fur warm and plush, and the curves of their bodies. They weren’t anthros that much was known. But this...this defies all logic!

“See? I told you were are real!”

She said as she straddled his lower body with her front hooves on his chest while Rarity gave him a rather alluring smile as she looked him up and down. His arms especially catching her attention.

“Oh my..I bet it would feel wonderful to be held by him, dear! Such well strong looking arms~.”

Taylor was at a complete loss for word with this. Did he fall asleep and dream this all up without even knowing?! This...this can’t be real. It is scientifically and logically impossible! These are cartoon ponies for fuck’s sake!

“I can hear you...smell you...see you and touch you! But this can’t be real! And out of all the people who would kill to meet any of you, why me?! There are hundreds if not thousands of better authors who would give everything up just to have you here like this! And you chose me?! Come on, nothing this good should ever happen! It’s not how the world works, damnit!”

Taylor wasn’t mad per say. He was just overwhelmed and dumbfounded that all this was happening to him. The part of his mind that still believed this was fake still remained. But with each movement from the two mares that sat on top of him, it slowly began to fade away. Suddenly both Twilight and Rarity understood why he was reacting like this. Twilight spoke up first.

“Well, to be honest, it was your very first story I saw pop up on the new stories section of the main page. “The One Behind The Mask And Lightning’, you threw a piece of yourself in there didn’t you…?”

“I..I did. SO you know who I really am. And you know about the very thing I struggle with daily since I was born…?”

“I do. And not many would do that. To put themselves and their flaws out like that. It’s very admirable. You don’t let it weigh you down.”

“But my grammar in that story was absolutely horrible. I figured a mare like you and Rarity would never want to touch my work. I have only recently started improving on it. But still.”

“Well, sweetheart. We love your ideas and concepts, darling. And you have made it quite known that you favor us in both human-like forms and our true forms. A few spelling errors here and there doesn’t really matter”

Said the posh mare with a reassuring smile.

Well, yeah. And so do millions of other fans like me. You and your friends along with others all have their fanboys and fangirls. Besides, there are other people who think otherwise of my work.”

“Oh you mean that ‘xHamster Masterx’ human? Don’t you worry about hi,m. He is just a person who gets off on what he does by tearing down authors. Though the way you called him out on writing his own story, that was quite clever~.”

“Hehe, yeah. He even said I went to go and complain to the site moderator. Trying to make himself look like the victim I suppose.”

All three of them continued to talk and laugh about the moment they favored in his work. And not once did they criticize him about it. The only thing they spoke about was his grammar, and he knew he still had a long way to making it better than it already was. Little did he know that they came here to not only show him they were real. But to take them with him. To give him something that was truly a wonderful gift. A new life in their world, and a story of his own to create.

Author's Note

I am trying something different with this story. This will be my first true self-insertion story. And I believe this will be the easiest one to write simply because I am looking through it with my own point of view, as myself. And this story is how I would be if this whole thing happened. Which we all know would never truly happen.

May the darkness grant you peace.

Act 1: The Two Ponies Learn More About The Human

The sound of a cell phone alarm started blasting a ‘March Of The Moa’ metal cover at nine in the morning. Taylor quickly sits up and hops of his...couch? Did he fall asleep there after finishing ‘Overlord II’ last night? He lets out a low groan of annoyance at the alarm. And on his day off of all times. He walks over to his computer desk where it sat on its charger and dismissed the alarm so that it wouldn’t go off again. He places it back down and slowly makes his way to his bathroom and does what he does every morning. First, he brushes his teeth and then rinses out his mouth with mouthwash. Nothing feels fresher than a clean mouth after all. After which, he walks to his room to find the door..closed. This wasn’t like him at all. But he was still half asleep to really care. He opens up his door and shuffles his way across the carpet to his closet. He takes out a fresh part of black baggy cargo pants and one of his favorite “Pantera’ shirts and carries them off to the bathroom. All while not noticing the two slightly moving lumps under his blanket.

“Now that I am up and about, there is no way I can get back to sleep now. May as well get the day started…”

He said to himself as he turned the knob that was above the tub. The sound of rushing water is suddenly heard throughout his apartment as he usually leaves all his inside doors open since he lives alone. He tosses his worn clothing into the laundry basket that sat next to his towel closet and climbing into the shower and pulled the curtains closed. Still not fully awake yet, he leaned against the tile wall of his bathroom as the shower of hot steamy water fell upon his body. It felt so nice and it even began to slowly wake him up.

That was a crazy dream last night. Both Twilight and Rarity jumped through my computer monitor to fuss at me, and then we actually enjoyed each other’s company afterward. Why can I have more dreams like that? It was...enjoyable.”

Was all he thought as he finally stood up straight and grabbed his shampoo and began to wash his hair. After which he grabbed some body wash and a loofa. He didn’t care that he showered the night before. Regular cleanliness was a must for him. After getting dried off and dressed, he gets his fresh clothing on and makes his way to his computer and boots it up. He waited for it to finally finish starting before getting it ready for his daily routine. He opens up the usual tabs on his net browser. Youtube, FIMFiction, Google Docs, Warframe.Market, all those necessary websites for his usual day.

“I think I will work on “A Whirlwind Of Change’ today. See what kind of things I can get my dragonwolf OC mixed up in.”

He said as he cracked his knuckles and began his writing process. As he wrote, it seemed like the words were flowing from his fingers despite using a keyboard. He was so incredibly focused at this point as he had his work music playlist going, that he did not notice the two ponies peeking from outside his bedroom door. They watched as his words formed on the screen with such speed that they could understand why others saw a few errors in his work. But the way that his words just appeared on the monitor. It was amazing to see his fingers work at such speed and fervor.

“Darling? Can you see the story he is working on right now? I can’t get a good look at his words. I don’t want to startle him.”

Whispered Rarity as she watched him type. Twilight leaned to the side a bit and noticed at least a name before whispering back to Rarity.

“I saw the name ‘Mystogan. But two of his character share the same first and last name. Some I am not sure if it’s his dragonwolf or his mountain pony. But I wanna know so badly!”

She whispered as she resisted dancing on her hooves with all her willpower. She really wanted to see what he is writing about next. Rarity was just as curious as her friend. They try to get closer when one of Taylor’s favorite songs come over his PC’s speakers. The song was called ‘Shelter’. And they watched as he smiled and began to lightly sway his shoulders as he continued typing. It certainly helped him continue his work and to not notice the two mares creeping up on him. However, as they got closer to him. He quickly turned his head as his sensitive hearing picked up on their hoofsteps over the music. Thinking it was an intruder before he saw them, his first instinct was to grab the dagger he kept at his desk and draw it quickly. Before he lunged at them, he noticed that he was looking at the two mares who had yelped and fallen back on their rears at the sudden motion. A look of shock on their faces.

“Wait...so, last night wasn’t a dream…? You two are really here? Like, REALLY here?”

Twilight groans and stands up and cups his face into her front hooves firmly. She leans in and gets eye to eye with him.

“Yes, Taylor! This is one-hundred percent real! How many times must I convince you?!”

He sighs and lightly pushes her away. Being mindful of closing out the google docs tab so that his work could not be seen as it was not ready yet. Both Twilight and Rarity let out an ‘Aaawwww!!!’ in unison as he did this while reaching out towards his monitor. Taylor crosses his arms as he stands in front of his screen with a playful glare and smile.

“Not even you two will get to see my unfinished work. No one ever gets to. But since this is all real, and you two are still here. How about I make you both some breakfast? Pancakes are one of my specialties.”

“Oh wow...an author and a cook. That is pretty neat, Taylor!”

Twilight said as she bounced up and down. Taylor shook his head and made his way into his kitchen. He takes out his cast-iron skillet and gets his measuring cup and pancake mix and the various other items he’d need for this breakfast. This is actually the first time he cooked for anyone other than himself for a while. And he was determined to do his best.

The two watched him begin the process. They noticed that when he looked at his measuring cup as he filled it with water, he brought the cup a bit close to his face so that he could read the measurements. The same thing with the pancake mix packaging. Rarity gave a slight frown as she saw this. She slowly makes her way at his side and places her front hooves on the countertop. Her gaze lifting up to him as he worked.

“Taylor, would you like me to help you? It would be no trouble at all~.”

Taylor shook his head with a gentle smile, reaching a hand down and gently scratching behind Rarity’s left ear.

“It is very sweet of you to offer, Rares. But I can do this no problem. After all, I have been doing this ever since I was twelve years old. You two go and relax. Breakfast will be done before you know it.”

Rarity still wanted to help him. So she got a nice little idea. She walked over to Twilight and whispered to her.

“What do yous ay while he is making us breakfast, we help clean up his place a little bit? It’s the least we can do.”

“That’s a good idea! Maybe we can learn more things about him too!”

They both got to work immediately. One thing they noticed is that the surfaces of the walls and floor were neatly kept free of dirt. But it seemed like he had a habit of leaving his shoes and boots left about. And even some of his clothing didn’t quite make it into his closet as it should. Rarity couldn’t help but giggle to herself as she picked up his clothing with her magic as she walked into his bedroom.

”Just like a single stallion…”

She thought to herself before opening up his closet. What she saw inside made her blink and pout to herself a bit.

“Ugh...all this black. He hardly has any other colors in here! And even the different colors are all dark!”

She said as she stomped her front right hoof into the carpet. Clearly, her fashion sense did not approve of all these dark colors. But they were his clothes. And while her urges started to surface, she didn’t want to upset him with changing out his clothing. But the one thing that caught her attention was his demonia reaper boots and a black denim long coat. A couple items of familiarity from his first story.

”He actually wears those?!”

She quickly folds up his clean clothes and places them in his closet before her urges get any harder to resist. Going about and straightening anything she could. Meanwhile, Twilight was busy organizing the small shelf of books he kept. Most of it was books he read for pleasure, others were old college books that he had kept for references on anything that suddenly came up. She noticed one book in particular. It was called “Code Of The Templar’. She skimmed over the pages with her inhuman reading speed and could see why he writes stories the way he does. And then another one called ‘The Zombie Survival Guide’. Maybe that explains why she sees various weapons hanging on his bedroom wall and a sword right next to his bed tucked away between the mattress and nightstand. Eventually, breakfast was done and he called them to the kitchen to the table, setting out the plates with four pancakes stacked on them each.

“Twi, Rares, breakfast is on!”

They both come rushing in to see that he indeed did know how to make pancakes very well. The smell and the look of the hotcakes were absolutely wonderful. He knew that since they are both unicorns, he places a knife and fork beside the plates form them. He also sets out the syrup, jam, and butter should they want some. After everything was ready, they all three sit down and get ready to eat. However, out of the three, only two were eating. Taylor just shook his head and laughed to himself before cutting up his food.

“Something wrong, Taylor?”

Twilight asked after swallowing her first bute. He shakes his head one more time and just smiles at them both.

“To think that I am having breakfast with Twilight Sparkle and Rarity. If someone else told me about this whole thing between you and me happen to them, I’d be extremely skeptical. Like, just straight up laughing my ass off. Oh, I almost forgot!”

Rarity was about to scold him for his language at the table. But when he got up to go to the fridge and grabbed a few glasses, she went quiet.

“What would you like to drink? I have apple juice, orange juice, milk and-...”

Taylor saw a leftover to-go box in his fridge from the night before. He suddenly got a wicked grin on his face and pulled out the box and takes out what was in it.

“Hey Twi, how do you feel about….quesadillas?”

He said as he held one out towards her. Her eyes widened as she saw it and the fur on her body stood on end. She looked like she was ready to jump out of the chair as he approached closer. Seeing that she really didn’t want to be near them, he blinks and places it back into his fridge before making the drinks they asked for after the little scare.

“So, you really are afraid of them..?”

“I am not afraid of them! They are just so….cheese-y…”

The breakfast went quiet after that. After they all finished, Taylor took the plates to the sink and began washing and cleaning them before placing them on the dish rack to dry. After he did that, he dried his hands with a rag and walked out of his kitchen.

“Darling, will you come and sit with us on the couch, please? We...have something we’d like to discuss with you.”

Taylor blinked and tilted his head, but complied and walked over to the couch and sat between the two of them. He suddenly bursts out with.

“You two didn’t find my secret stash did you…?”

“What secret stash…?”

They both asked. Taylor lets out a sigh of relief and waves a hand to dismiss the subject.

“Nothing, now what is it you two wanted to ask me about?”

“Well, as you know, we are fans of your work. And not just us, or friends are as well. And they’d love to meet you in person as well. But the thing is...that would require us to take you back to our world. But, we could only do that if you promise not to tell anyone here of its existence. Could you do that for us..?”

Taylor was absolutely speechless. They wanted him to go back with them?! He didn’t know what to think. He wanted to scream ‘YES!’. But at the same time, he had a life here. A job, his family, his friends, not very many, but yes, he had friends.

“Well?”

They both asked. This choice was hard to make. And his future weighed on this one decision. What will he choose?

Author's Note

In the words of my tenno. "Oh, this looks fun!"

May the darkness grant you peace.

Act 2: From Two Legs To Four

Taylor sat there in complete shock as the one in a lifetime offer was given to him by Twilight Sparkle. An offer that he thought would never, ever come to pass in this world or the next. He has the chance to go to Equestria. To actually go to where Twilight and Rarity came from. He sat there with his hands clasped together as he thought about this decision hard. Both mares could tell by the look on his face that he was in a conflict of self-interest. For in Taylor’s mind, he felt like if he left his world, his family would worry about him if he’d just up and vanish. On the other hand, He’d get to venture into a new world only other could dream of going into. But what if it isn’t as wonderful as the show portrays it to be? After all, the show is all he knew, this was going to be the real deal. He had to carefully consider every part of this choice.

“Darling, do you not want to go…”

Asked Rarity with a slightly saddened tone in her voice. Taylor shook his head as he looked down at the wooden floor.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go. The fact that you are offering this to me is..beyond deserving of someone like me. But my family would also be worried about me if I suddenly just up and vanished.”

The room was silent for a few moments before Twilight giggled. Taylor turns his head to face her with a rather confused look. He didn’t find anything funny about this situation.

“Is that all? That is no issue, Taylor. After all, we got here didn’t we? It’s not like you won’t be able to come back. In fact, there is something I wanted to give you if you did decide to come to our world. And now, I feel that I can give it to you since you did promise to keep our world a secret. You see, you and quite a few other authors seem to believe we do not possess any magic or method of returning others from where they came. Ryuji, Zeraph, Kenji, all those characters in your stories could be returned if they really wanted to. But you are the creator of their fates after all. Since they are your stories.”

“Well, I always wrote it like that because it seems like they’d always have a way out of the situations they have been put in. At least that’s how I see it. But I suppose in my position, I wouldn’t want that.”

“Well, while we don’t normally take humans into our world, it’s not against the rules. You certainly wouldn’t be the first one to come. Though, we have had issues with humans who chose not to keep the secret and nearly exposed our world before. Thankfully with a simple memory wipe spell, we can fix the problem.”

Taylor nodded and takes in a deep breath. He looks between the two mares and thinks about it a little longer. Then he pats his right knee and stands up.

“I’d be insane to pass up your invitation. Especially when I can come and go as I please. And you have my word. No one will know about this. Not like anyone would believe me anyway. Besides, I don’t have many people to tell who would really care anyway. I am ready when you are. I have to admit I am a bit nervous though...I don’t do well in big crowds. Comes with the territory of being an introvert. So don’t expect me to be too talkative when I actually meet the others.”

Twilight lets out a happy gasp as she and Rarity jump to their hooves with excitement. They both were really hoping he’d say yes. Taylor walked over to his phone and picks it up.

“Let me just tell my folks I am going on a little trip so they don’t worry about me being gone and then I’ll tell my boss I have a family emergency and will need to leave for a few days.”

After he calls his mother and father telling them he is going on a trip with a couple of friends, he calls his boss to make up some kind of family emergency excuse. He then leaves his phone behind back on the charger and makes sure that all his front door is locked to keep people out. He then walks over back to Twilight and Rarity and takes in a breath before letting it out.

“Alright...I am ready…”

He said as he closed his eyes. They could both tell he was a little afraid of the transportation method. After all, he has no idea what traveling to another world is like. He suddenly felt each one of them take hold of one of his hands. He looks between them both.

“Don’t be scared, darling. We will be there in the blink of an eye. Just hold onto us and you will be fine. Twilight’s excellent with magic and will take us there safely.”

Twilight nodded in response at Taylor looked toward twilight then.

“Just don’t let go of us, and you will be safe. I promise.”

Being reassured by both of them, Taylor nodded and closed his eyes once more. Twilight’s horn began to glow that dark pink glow that Taylor was familiar with. He could feel the energy surrounding them as Twilight focused hard on her spell. She seemed to struggle with it for a few moments before a large dark pink portal opened up and lifted all three of them into the swirling vortex. Suddenly, it felt like he was being dragged through a wind tunnel with no end. But as quick as it happened, it all stopped as he felt his feet touch the wooden floor that had appeared below him. The quick motion made his stomach churn a bit. He fell to his hands and knees before opening his eyes to see that...he was in the Golden Oak library. More importantly, his was in Twilight’s room! A place that he had only had lucid dreams of being. But to be there in person was so..surreal.

“I cannot believe that I am actually here...and that feeling of traveling through a portal..that was scary, but cool at the same time!”

He tries to get back on his feet, only to fall back down onto his hands. Wait...where were his hands?! And why did he feel like he was covered in a thick coat of fur? And not just regular fur, it was extra fluffy. And why did he see strands of black hair in his side vision? ANd..what was on his back?! Ar4e those..wings?! Not one but two pairs?! Taylor tried his best to start walking around on his...hooves now. He was starting to panic as he looked around to see Rarity and Twilight looking at him with worry in their eyes.

“What in the actually FUCK has happened to me?! You didn’t explain that I’d suddenly have to learn how to walk like a pony!!”

He shouted as he tried to make his way to a mirror. After stumbling all over the place, he finally makes his way in front of Twilight’s dresser mirror before collapsing onto his side. He quickly and clumsily sits on his rear to see a large dark grey stallion with sky blue slit eyes and a long black mane staring right back at him. It looks just like...it was! This is what his original pony character looked like! All the way to the smallest detail, even the proper size to!

“I am sorry, Taylor! I-I had no idea this would happen! The last time a human was brought here, they did not change form! I swear, I didn’t mean for this to happen!”

He wanted to be furious with Twilight. But at the same time, she and Rarity seemed to be in as much shock as he was. But also, as an author of fanfiction stories, he should have seen this possibility as well. He stomps his front right leg onto the ground and slowly tries to get to his hooves without falling down. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out through his nose, calming himself down and opens his eyes as he turns to Twilight and Rarity.

“Sorry...I didn’t mean to shout at you both. I am just a little freaked out is all. I certainly didn’t expect to be turned into a mountain pony of all things to happen in this world.”

Twilight blinked lightly before remembering one of his most recent stories he had been working on. She then remembered Mystogan, the anthro mountain pony who was the alchemist!

“So this is what he looks like in a natural pony form? He...I mean...you really are bigger than Celestia! You are like a walking mountain of fluff!”

“Yeah, this is my original character. I remember when I first got him commissioned to be drawn. I was so very excited to see the end product. Funny thing is, once people saw him, they wanted to draw him themselves. Which I was rather grateful for. Free art is always welcomed and appreciated. My own concern now is how am I going to get used to walking around like this? It kind of reminds me of the time when twilight had to go to-...wait…”

How could he not notice it before? Twilight didn’t have her alicorn wings and this was the golden oak library! But surely that had access to the TV show if they had computers and internet...right? Otherwise, how would they even know the stories?

“Um...so do you know about the TV show that we watch about you in our world? Like...at all?”

“Well, we know of it, but each time we run a search up for it, it’s like it’s not even there. It is really strange. But the stories you all write about us we can see. it's like a bunch of prediction that is being told, but we will never know which one is right!”

“It is indeed quite the conundrum. That is why we don’t really put too much stock into your stories. But we enjoy them all the same. It is best to leave things up to fate and let destiny be your guide. After all, that is what made me a fashionista~.”

Rarity said in a rather proud tone as she flipped her mane about. Taylor chuckled lightly and wondered if he had all the future of this land known. Well, at least of the latest episode anyway. Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of footsteps heading up the stairs.

“Twilight? Are you back yet? Princess Celestia has sent a letter to you and said it was urgent!”

Taylor knew that voice indefinitely. And the presence of the tiny purple dragon with green spines and belly scales only confirmed it when he walked in. Both his and Taylor’s eyes met instantly.

“Well well, look who I get to meet on my first day here. The lucky little guy who gets to hang out with you all the time..”

“Um...Twilight? Who in the hay is this? A friend of yours?”

Twilight looked between Spike and Taylor and giggled nervously.

“Um..Spike,this is Taylor, who goes by the author name ‘Mystogan Vokunkiin’. I have told you how I love to read his stories about us. He is from the human world.”

“Uh...if he is from the human world, why is he a pony? A really...big...pony”

“I am just about as lost as you are on this, Spike. I came here expecting to retain my human form and suddenly I am a mountain pony. Now I gotta get used to walking around on hooves instead of feet. This is gonna be rough…”

He slowly starts to move toward the door one step at a time, trying to learn how to walk as a four-legged creature as quickly as possible. As he reached the stairs, he fell forward and began to roll and tumble down the stairs. The whole building shook as he did and a loud crash was heard when he hit the bottom floor. He had knocked over three shelves worth of books as he laid there with his eyes looping about with a goofy grin on his face.

“Hey, wait up...that’s my waffle…”

He said with a dazed laughter.n All three ran down the stairs to check on Taylor as he laid there with stars drifting around his head. Twilight is the first to get there and check on him. She had to do something about this, and quick.

“Oooh...if only there was a way I could give him the proper fine, motor skills of pony mobility within a few seconds...wait, that’s it!”

Twilight leans down and pressed her horn against his forehead. A small flash of light appears and disappears quickly before Taylor shakes his head as he comes out of his daze. He suddenly stands up and stands on all four legs just like it was second nature and begins to walk off the pain. Wait...he was walking?! He looks to twilight with a surprised gaze then a smile.

“Wow… that was amazing. Thanks a lot, Twi. I suppose magic does come in handy quite often huh?”

She gives off a small blush at his praise and thanks before she averts her gaze from him.

“Oh, it was no trouble...really. I just want to help you get used to being here is all. I still feel bad about you becoming a pony suddenly and not being about to at least get around. Anyway, I am needed in Canterlot. I will let Rarity show you around town and introduce you to the others> I am sure they can’t wait to meet you. Let’s hurry up and get to the princess, Spike. We need to pack a few things first.”

“On it!”

Rarity smiles as she tugs Taylor out the library by the large tuft of fluff on his chest. Clearly, she was excited to show him around and more importantly, eager to learn more about him personally.

“Come with me, sweetheart. I will give you the grand tour of Ponyville! I am sure we will bump into the others along the way~.”

Taylor wasn’t sure about this. They had already walked out the door that was too small for Taylor and other ponies were starting to give him strange looks. And when that happened in his world, he immediately felt like he was being judged

Author's Note

Wow, I am surprised at how much easier this story is coming to me than all my other ones..XD

May the darkness grant you peace.