Deleted scenes from Blazing a Trail to the Past.

I was finally given sufficient time to think as I puffed on one of the joints I had just rolled. I had rolled them as fat as I could so Starlight and I could fill the entire jeep with a cloud of smoke, but that wasn't the only reason.

I had no idea what was going on. Everything from being yanked off the interstate to now just seemed like a fucked up mess of a fever dream.

I had given up on making sense of it, I just wanted to get stoned and forget about it for a while.

I could tell I was already in the clouds when I heard Apple Bloom trying to talk. I wasn't ready to hear an animal speak again so I put the joint in her mouth. I figured she needed it more than me anyway.

I turned my attention to my phone. I was going to play a game but I got distracted by the opening screen.

It was a drawn picture of one of these pony creatures. I had obviously seen it before since I had set it to my opening screen but for the life of me, I couldn't say where it came from.

I shoved my phone back into my center console remembering that I was trying to take my mind off things. I decided to put some music on.

I tried every station but nothing came in on the radio. I looked in the CD holder and found a burnt CD that had 'bad day mix' written on it in permanent marker. I couldn't remember what was on it, but it sounded right.

My mind drifted off to what I was going to tell my boss when I figured out how to get home.

"What is this song called? Rainbow Dash would like it," I nearly jumped out of my skin as a purple one-horned monster stuck its head up from the back seat.

I tried to remember the mane of the song but I couldn't. It just kept saying 'twenty percent cooler'.

I looked at my bright red eyes in the rearview mirror. I was so baked I was burnt to a crisp.

I nearly jumped out of my skin again as someone knocked on the window. I opened the window and smoke barreled out of the jeep.

I knew I was fucked. This had to be a cop. Any of my friends would have opened the passenger door and joined me.

I wasn't sure if I should be relieved when it turned out to be another purple one-horned monster. It was smiling at me like I looked tasty.

It asked me to follow in a cute girly voice. I figured I didn't have anything better to do. So I did.

She stood still and waited for me. As soon as I was behind her I noticed she looked vaguely like a pony, complete with a long-haired tail that was swaying around.

I watched it go back and forth as we started walking. I followed it up and down a few times trying to make sense of the differently colored stripes. I stared at the base trying to see if the roots were different.

I didn't even notice we had stopped until the other purple pony thing and a smaller yellow one walked past me.

"Do you like what you see?" asked the pony I was following before lifting her tail and shaking her butt.

I tried to look away. I had spent enough time around horses to know that I wasn't likely to like what I saw.

I tried to keep my eyes on her tail as it swayed in the air. It was so captivating with those stripes that go all the way to the base where her curvaceous rump was swaying from side to side.

The gentle folds of her delicate vulva seemed to quiver as it glistened with its own juices. Her sweet spot was like a little button candy that was just begging me to have a taste and the way she was swaying her hips said loud and clear that she wouldn't stop me.

It could have been the weed, or it could have been the fact that I hadn't been laid in months despite my recent divorce, but I wanted to defile that unicorn.

I wanted to shove my tongue down those folds and eat it like an ice cream cone. Then pick her up by her rear end and stick my dick in her face.

I wondered if she could tickle my balls with her magic while she sucked me off. Or hold us in place so we could try crazy positions. Even if she could just use it to jerk me off it would be interesting, to say the least.

More importantly, would she get mad if I stuck my finger in that cute little butthole of hers... or if I stick something else in it.

I bit my lip as the image of my dick in her pussy became so real I could practically hear her scream. I could feel my hard-on pressing against the inside of my pants.

This couldn't be happening. I normally take time to warm up to a human woman. There is no way I was going full blown horn ball over this strange unicorn thing.

I had to be out of my mind or just stoned, but even as I was trying to talk sense into myself I was still just watching her sway her hips like a hypnotic sirens call.

"I'm glad you enjoy the view," she said lowering her tail and turning around to smile at me, "let me help you with that."

Her horn lit up and I could feel my raging boner being moved into a more comfortable position. Her magic felt so amazing I nearly creamed the inside of my underwear.

"Spike is setting out nacho's if you're hungry," she said, "but we could make a detour to my room if you want."

"I'm starving," I said, "where are the nachos?"