This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)

The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm no longer in the hospital, confined to a room or bed, but this silence is the same. It's the same horrible silence I experienced that one night, before that weird dream.

This cottage is so quiet I can hear myself think. Two damn hours has passed since Doctor Transfusion left me alone. It'd be nice to talk with her some more about things, but there's no doubt she's in bed by now. Gusty Breeze is in no condition to talk with her sleeping off a hangover in a room on the other side of the cottage. There's no telling what she'll be like in the morning, either.

Damn, this boredom sucks. I don't have a deck of cards, and there's no use in pulling a book from the shelf. I can't read this "Ponyish" stuff or whatever the Equestrian language is called. What does a person even do when they're not technically confined to their room but technically are confined to their room?

Now it's been two-hours, ten minutes, according to that weird clock. There's no use, I need to get some sleep. This silence will drive me insane, much more so than this boredom. I'll have to force myself to sleep. It's the only way.

Man, why the hell is it so hot? My shirt is already off with my pasty white skin reflecting the moonlight back through the blinds. If this were a lighthouse, I'd be a mirror.

I guess the pants come off, next? Though, would it be a good idea to take off my pants and sleep in my skivvies? With the two mares in this place, I refuse to sleep commando and give them a chance to see me buck-naked. I guess that doesn't matter. Gusty Breeze already saw me naked when we first met. I'm sure Doctor Transfusion saw me naked, too. Damn, I almost forgot. The doc admitted it herself. There are creatures in this "Equestria" that are naturalists, so why am I so nervous about sleeping naked?

No Chris, just, just no. Off go the pants, but you need to draw the line there and refuse to take off your underwear. You are a guest in Doctor Transfusion's house. You will not act like it's your room on Earth with underwear hanging off the bed or the ceiling-fan, thrown wherever you damn well please.

These damn ponies need to get on the stick and invent AC. It's too damn hot.

O-Oh shit. M-My stomach, it's turning inside out. If I'm hot and that's happening, this isn't good. The last time this happened I shrek'd the toilet cause of a damn stomach virus. I hope those xeno-nachos didn't mess up my guts.

Legs, d-don't fail me now.

C-Come on Chris, move your damn ass. Move it, move it!

Almost there, I'm almost -- fuck!

"Ow!" I said.

That was graceful. How does a person slip on carpet? It's impossible to slip on carpet unless you're drunk, stoned, stupid, or all the above. I'm not A or B right now, but there are some that would argue I'm a dead ringer for C. Those people can kiss my clammy white ass.

Where's the light I turned on?

"Did the poor wittle baby hurt himself?" A voice said.

Yes I hurt myself you asshole. Why in the hell would. You even. Need to ask?

Chris, let's be serious with ourselves. If you're alone in this room, who said that just now?

"That's rather pathetic." Another voice said.

Huh? That voice sounds familiar, same for the first one.

"Here, let me help you." The first voice said.

"Fuck!" I said. I, I can't move my left index finger.

"That's two for flinching." The first voice said.

Ow, ow! D-Damn it, I can't move my left index finger, middle finger, or ring finger. T-They're broken, my fingers are broken.

"It's rather sad his bones 'snap' too easily." The second voice said.

No, my hearing is messed up. It must be screwed up, those voices can't belong to those two mares because they're nowhere near my room.

"It's your own fault, you know. Trust is the first step towards betrayal, and you only have yourself to blame for this mess. This should be a hard lesson why you never trust any pony, ever." She pressed on my left pinkie finger and snapped it, like a toothpick. I can see her, I can clearly see the unmistakable sight of that mare's fresh-fallen snow colored body, her hair and tail that familiar shade of semi-dark blue. Her large, strong, majestic wings are pressed against my chest, pinning me to the ground. Her large, strong, majestic wings are pressed against my chest, pinning me to the ground. It's no use, I'm powerless to stop her, and my cries, my pleas have gone unheard. My words have failed to reach Gusty Breeze. "Chris," She leaned in towards my ear, "your sad, pathetic little face makes me sick. I mean honestly, did you believe a mare like me cared about a piece of trash like you? More importantly, did you honestly think I would fuck your dumb ass in that little alley this afternoon?"

"Damn you!" I said. No, not the -- ow! T-There, there goes my right middle finger. "Why are you doing this to me? I trusted you!"

That mare's strength, she's a monster. All Gusty Breeze does is press her thumb ever-so-gently against my fingers, and they snap.

"Love, you need to stop. You're taking all the fun for yourself." She said. The mare's dark green eyes, and her pure white tail and hair are just as familiar as that deep crimson colored body. She's the mare who took care of me in the hospital after I arrived in Equestria. "Now, it's my turn. On the count of three. One. Two. And... three!"

I, I can't fight you two. I'm not strong enough. Doctor Transfusion, you might be even stronger than Gusty Breeze. You traded places with her and just used your pinkie finger against my chest to hold me down.

P-Please, stop it. I'm b-begging you to stop. There are no more fingers to snap on my left hand. Leave my right hand intact.

"..." I can't even scream anymore. I open my mouth but nothing comes out. My throat is too dry. "..."

My fingers are going numb. I can't move any of them. They all broken.

If I could speak, I'd ask what I did to make these two mares so angry at me.

"It looks like our little toy is broken. Such a waste." Doctor Transfusion said. She grabbed my ankle. "Shall we split him in two, love?"

"Make a wish, 'love.'" Gusty Breeze said.

Gusty Breeze. Doctor Transfusion. I'm sorry for being weak. I'm sorry if I hurt the both of you. I'm sorry for being a parasite and leeching off you two. P-Please, I'm begging you, please don't kill me.

I promise to be a better person. Tell me what I can do to make things better. I'm willing to listen, please!

"Hmph, don't make a scene, Chris." Gusty Breeze said.

"Yes, die with a little dignity." Doctor Transfusion said.

Gusty Breeze. Doctor Transfusion. I'm sorry for being weak. I'm sorry if I hurt the both of you. I'm sorry for being a parasite and leeching off you two. P-Please, I'm begging you, please stop hurting me.

Please don't kill me.

"Alright 'love,' on the count of three." Gusty Breeze said.

"Right love, on the count of three." Doctor Transfusion said.

"One." They said in unison.

Their hands have tightened around my ankles. I can't, I can't stop them. I'm going to die.

"Chris, get a hold of yourself. This isn't real. Fight it." A voice said.

Their grips, they've loosened their grips around my ankles. I can feel their hands shaking.

"S-Stay out of this, wench. We will not concede this fresh fertile ground!" Doctor Transfusion and Gusty Breeze said in unison.

Well, the good news, they've dropped me. Bad news, everything else. I can't crawl to safety if they turn on me again.

"Your foul, insolent tongues will fuel a pyre that stretches to the heavens!" A voice said. The ground shook. The world shook. Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion trembled. The two mares clutched onto each other. A dark blue light materialized. "By my power and my light, I cast thee out of this sacred place! Begone, nightmarish heathens!"

Both mares at my side were vaporized, neither able to scream. Their ashes were scattered, blown into the distance.

It, it is the ethereal void of the dream world. I remember this from my time in the hospital.

"Be at peace Chris, you're safe." She said. The dark-blue mare emerged from the darkness and laid her scintillating right hand over my chest. I know I can't speak, but you don't know how grateful I am for the rescue, Princess Luna. "I am so, so sorry I did not reach you sooner."

It'd be nice to speak. It'd be even better if I could move. None of it is happening. Those nightmarish bitches broke my fingers, probably more than my fingers. I went numb a long time ago.

I've got to move. I need to thank Princess Luna.

"Shhh, please be still, Chris. Take your time and focus on my voice. You must believe and realize this world -- above all else your injuries-- are fake. As with all those who dwell in Equestria Chris, I promise to guide and protect your dreams from harm." Princess Luna said. She's, humming? Her voice sounds nice. The mare's hands feel so warm and gentle. If this is a dream though, why are her hands warm? With my head on her soft as cloud lap, I don't care. This is heaven right now. "That's it, focus. You can do it. Believe in your own power and you will be alright, I promise."

Her voice is real. Her warmth is real. My injuries aren't real. The pain isn't real.

This, this is just a dream!

"Yes, that's it. Chris, wake up." Princess Luna said.

"..." I gasped for air.

Holy shit, what the hell just happened? I'm, I'm still in bed. My pants and shirt are still on too, so I didn't stumble to the bathroom and fall?

So it's midnight. If I forced myself to sleep at ten o'clock, I've been asleep for two hours. This is some grade-A, fucked up beyond all belief, unreal shit.

My hands are super stiff. It's also hard to move my fingers. They aren't broken though, and that's one good sign. These Equestrian nightmares are beyond powerful. They rival anything I experienced on Earth.

"Prin --" I said.

"Shhh," Princess Luna pressed her right index finger to my lips, "you're alright. I knew you would be."

Princess Luna removed her index finger from my lips.

My clothes aren't sweaty, and my stomach doesn't hurt. I dreamt the whole thing.

"Look, I'm not ungrateful, but don't you fucking knock when entering a room?" I whispered.

"Only when I want to announce myself." Princess Luna brushed her tail against me. She sat on the end of the bed and extended her wings, and then retracted her wings. The mare turned and smiled at me. "I'm thankful you're awake, Chris. Not many Equestrians walk away unscathed from such a powerful nightmare. If I had been too late, there would have been dire, perhaps fatal consequences. Your mind would have been torn apart."

Alright Princess Luna, I get it. I'm lucky. You need to stop harping on the issue. Still, there's a part of me that wants to ask about those "consequences," but I'm also not loving the idea of finding out. As the saying goes, some things are better left unsaid.

Man, I need to piss. I hope Princess Luna here doesn't mind me relieving myself real quick.

Phew, talk about a lemonade waterfall. I'm just thankful this place has indoor plumbing. I'd hate to use some outhouse or have to go water the bushes.

"Ahem." Princess Luna said. She uncrossed her arms. I gave her a sheepish grin in return. "Chris, we must combat the root of your nightmare, so I will get straight to the point."

I didn't realize Princess Luna here doubled as Doctor Luna the shrink.

There's no getting around it. I'll have to listen to Princess Luna's little analysis of me and how I "hate" some figure in my life. Man, I hate shrinks. Damn pricks can rot in hell.

"Do you fear Equestrians?" Princess Luna said.

All I can do is sigh and nod.

"I figured as much." Princess Luna said. She gazed at me. "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm terrified." I said.

Princes Luna isn't wrong. I do fear Equestrians. Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion, they are two prime examples of what I fear. Those mares are strong enough to rip me in two. I can't defend myself. That's what scares me the most, and yet, I'm so entranced by their beauty.

"All of you are better than any human at peak performance in my world. The problem, the problem comes down to one fact. I'm nowhere near 'peak performance' for a human in my world. I'm more like the runt of the litter." I said.

I won't dance around the topic. At any point, I'm more than happy to admit my shortcomings. It helps take away the sting of reality.

"So, you believe yourself inferior, coupled with performance anxiety. The picture is a little clearer." Princess Luna said. You're scary, lady. That's borderline mind reading. "Please sit up."

No, I'll just stay in bed, thank you.

"Chris, sit up." Princess Luna said.

"Alright, alright, I'm up. Happy?" I said. Princess Luna's ears just perked up. She extended her hand and smiled at me. Is this a trust exercise? I should trust her. What do I have to lose, a person only lives once in their life. Not to mention, I get to hold hands with a cute chick who's a princess to boot. "I don't mind hand holding, but... why are we -- whoa!"

Princess Luna lit up her horn and the room flew away. It feels like the two of us are flying. What is she planning?

"Busty Breeze, Busty Breeze, tits so huge they hang down to her knees. Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Several voices said.

It's hard to see that group bellow me and Princess Luna without my glasses.

"Hey Busty, can we use your tits for volleyball practice?" A voice said.

A female just ran up and slapped the mare's huge breast.

"P-Please stop." the mare said.

"Oh I'm sorry, did I hurt the 'Busty Bimbo's' feelings?" Another voice said. She leaned down. "Those milk tankers of yours could feed half of Equestria, and then some."

Wait, this is Gusty Breeze's nightmare. She must be dreaming about the time she was in school. Doctor Transfusion said she developed earlier than other mares.

Wait, where'd they go? Where's Gusty Breeze?

"Stupid creature, you could have killed me!" A voice said.

T-That's my voice.

No. It's me. My right hand has clenched onto Gusty Breeze's beautiful dark-blue hair. How dare he slap her. Wait, no, how dare I slap her.

"C-Chris, I'm sorry. I didn't lie to you. I, I promise." Gusty Breeze said.

You bastard! Don't you. Fucking touch her!

"You filthy drunken creature. Why I trusted you is beyond me. It would have been 'kinder' to let me die." My doppelganger said.

Princess Luna turned my nightmares to ash. I will do far worse to this thing.

"Chris, you must remain calm. You mustn't --" Princess Luna whispered into my ear.

Fuck that shit, he dies. He dies now!

"Hey, asshole!" I shouted. I don't give two flying fucks if this hurts me. "Get over here, now."

"Who the hell are you?" my doppelganger said.

"I'm your daddy, and that makes you my bitch." I said. This isn't real. It's a dream. That means I can imagine whatever I want happening to this disgusting doppelganger that dares to call itself by my name. "Let's go, you and me."

This is more than payback. It's mother-fucking retribution! I won't let him harm Gusty Breeze like that, ever. He dies now.

There go his teeth. Next go his fingers. Now his arms. This is a dream, Chris. It doesn't hurt anyone but him!

"G-Gusty. B-Bre-Breeze. Please, stop him. He's the fake. He doesn't care about you. He'll just use you like the others did in your schooldays." My doppelganger said.

Now it's time for the climax.

"I'm going to enjoy this, asshole." I latched onto his neck. Fine Princess Luna, whatever. "He's yours. I'm done with him."

I tossed him towards the darkness.

"T-That was rather brutal." Princess Luna said. She snapped her fingers. "Ahem. Well, the job is done."

"I'm weak, but I'll be 'damned' if I let someone hurt another individual." I said.

Gusty Breeze looked around, tears streaming from her eyes. She focused on me. Her quivering right hand crept forward. The mare's hand latched onto mine. Gusty Breeze's eyes widened. It's like she realized this is a nightmare.

Ack! Uncle, uncle, I'm weak. Help! She's going to crush me between these titanic tits of her. Dream death by Snu-Snu... help me, Princess Luna.

"Pfft, Snu-Snu. That's a cute term." Princess Luna chuckled. This giant blue bitch can read my mind. No, uncle. "You're alright, Gusty Breeze. I promise."

"..." Gusty Breeze cried.

G-Gusty Breeze? She's latched onto me, but she's backing off. Her tears streaming down her chest onto my head.

I'll just put my arm around her waist.

"I would never treat you so horribly, Gusty Breeze. I promise." I said. I turned. "Do we need to rescue Doctor Transfusion?"

"You're kind to ask, Chris. Doctor Transfusion is alright." Princess Luna said. She patted Gusty Breeze on the head. "It's alright, Gusty Breeze. Please try to sleep, little one."

It's funny as hell for Princess Luna to call Gusty Breeze little when they are damn near eye level.

"Chris, it's time we returned." Princess Luna said.

"You could give someone forewarning before you do that crap." I said.

"But I did warn you." Princess Luna said.

Damn wiseass knows what I meant. Stupid overpowered, Deus Ex Machina, equine bullshit absurdity.

"I'm sincerely glad those nightmares are eradicated. However, that's not why I came to see you, Chris. I need a favor." Princess Luna said.

Why do I get the feeling this is a "quid-pro-quo" type of deal.

Wow, that's one beautiful sight to behold. Every inch of her body is beyond beautiful -- wait, something is off. If this mare can read my mind, I better be careful what I'm thinking.

"Ahem, getting to the point, I need assistance in a delicate matter." Princess Luna said. Now that I'm not in some dream, I can see her breasts are bigger than Gusty Breeze's breasts, if such a thing were possible. Shit, focus Chris, she reads minds. "I promise to reward your efforts."

"Reward?" I said. Princess Luna smirked at me. She's keeping her lips sealed. "No refusal, eh?"

"You can go back to your nightmare." Princess Luna said.

I figured as much.

Princess Luna moved her tail over and sat beside me. She placed her right hand on my back.

"Chris, I need your help. It's regarding the Elements of Harmony." Princess Luna said. Her eyes are glazed over. She's gazing out the window, but she isn't gazing out the window. It's weird. "Tomorrow, an incident will happen in Canterlot, and you will be in the thick of it."

Princess Luna is dead serious. The room has an eerie silence to it. Her eyes are focused. Her words are determined. This is more than just some meager errand.

What the hell does she expect me to do about something I've yet to do? It makes no sense.

"In six hours when you wake up, when Doctor Transfusion mentions she has a train to catch to Canterlot for a house call, ask if she will take you along. Whatever she replies with, tell the mare a blue bird told you to ask about tagging along." Princess Luna said. Wow, she's getting a little too close. Her right breast is getting ready to press into my side. I can feel her hands on my face. They're so soft and warm. She just planted a good kiss on my forehead, a nice soft one. "Good luck Chris, you'll need it. As for right now," Princess Luna's horn lit up, "you need to rest and regain your strength."

"I'm not sleepy." I said. Oh damn, yes I --

*** *** ***

"..."

What time is it? I can't believe Princess Luna just Mickey'd my ass, again. That shit last night had to be a nightmare.

"Rough night, love?" A voice said. That light is blinding, shit. "Did you not sleep well?"

Doc? Yea, that's Doctor Transfusion alright. She has that same robe on from last night. Her heaving assets are pressing against the fabric, her tits about ready to poke through it.

"I'm glad to be waking up to a beautiful sight." I said.

"Thank you for the compliment, but save the flattery for the mares like Gusty Breeze." Doctor Transfusion said.

This is just beyond weird. My hands feel stiff. Wow, my fingers haven't been this stiff since I had to haul groceries home when I didn't have a car.

"I had the weirdest dream, more like a nightmare. You and Gusty Breeze were breaking my fingers, and then were ready to break me by splitting me in half like a wishbone." I said.

"It is rather odd you should mention nightmares. I had an unusual one myself. It involved you and Gusty Breeze." Doctor Transfusion said. The cream-white carpet beneath my feet feels nice. "You and Gusty Breeze tried to assault me. I've known Gusty Breeze for more than five years. She doesn't attack others without good reason. As for you Chris, I doubt such violent language and acts are in your nature. You appear so laid back."

Yea... "brutality" isn't in my nature or human nature. There's sarcasm at its finest.

I'm worried. It'll be bad if me just being in Equestria puts their dreams at risk.

"Chris!" The door to my room flung open.

"Wha -- umph!" Something knocked me off the bed. Holy shit, I know what it is now. Get off me, Gusty Breeze. What is wrong with you? Shit. Too tight, too tight! "Uncle. I said uncle! Can't, I can't breathe!"

She won't get off me. Gusty Breeze is too strong. Her arms are wrapped around me, wings too.

"I, I'm... I'm sorry. Please, please forgive me." Gusty Breeze said.

Too tight, I'm gonna die. A busty giantess is hugging me to death. Help me, doc!

"Gusty Breeze!" Doctor Transfusion she pried the mare off of me. She patted her friend on the head. "Have some decency, love."

"Gah, ahhh. How strong are you, Gusty Breeze?!" I said.

It felt like my bones would have snapped, for real.

Oh son of a bitch, Gusty Breeze is naked and my dick could have popped inside her hoo-haa. Hell, I didn't even feel her mammoth sized knockers pressing against my chest.

No, no wait, I'm wrong. My mind isn't even awake right now. I forgot I've still got my clothes on. Hell, I didn't even feel this top sheet still wrapped around me.

Now that's pathetic. I just got cockblocked clothes and a top-sheet. My virginity card is intact for another day.

I feel bad for Gusty Breeze. She was brave and kind enough to save me. If what I saw indeed happened to her, it sucks. No one should be tormented due to their appearance. Not to mention, it's totally wrong for them to be tormented when they develop faster, something that's outside of their control.

"Why are you sorry, Gusty Breeze. You saved my life and took me on when you could have just left me alone when I recovered. You're awesome in my book." I said. Poor thing, she's just bawling her eyes out. "Don't let my asshole doppelganger in your dream mess with your head."

"Uh huh, that came out of nowhere." Doctor Transfusion said. She cleared her throat. "Listen, I need to get going on an important visit. The train leaves in an hour, so I must get ready."

"Fu-Fu!" Gusty Breeze whined.

Gusty Breeze latched onto Doctor Transfusion. Her arms disappeared under Doctor Transfusion's snow-white hair.

"I won't reprimand you since I'm not on duty, but please remain composed, love. You are here to serve as a guide and protector for Chris till he can get his bearings." Doctor Transfusion said. She shook her head and rested Gusty Breeze's head on her chest. The doc stroked Gusty Breeze's hair. "Listen, you're a good, kindhearted mare, Gusty Breeze. No nightmare, no pony can take that spirit away from you, understand. It's something you are born with, deep in your soul. Right, love?"

"Mmm," Gusty Breeze sniffed, "hmm." She said. Her wings twitched. Why that mare slept naked is beyond me. I'm damn torn between being aroused and wondering what the ever-loving-fuck to do right now. "Chris, I'm so, so sorry! Please forgive me for yesterday."

I smiled at her, giving a thumps up. Gusty Breeze's eyes widened. She smiled. The mare leapt up and bolted forward.

"Whoa, whoa... easy girl, easy. Please don't put me in another death hug." I said. Gusty Breeze clasped her hands together, smiled, and nodded at me, wiping away her tears. She looked down. The mare blushed, and then just darted off. "Did Gusty Breeze just realize she didn't have any clothes on?"

"Yes." Doctor Transfusion said.

She let out a loud, audible sigh, and then Doctor Transfusion and I chuckled at each other.

She tightened the sash on her robe then walked toward the door.

"Yea, it's weird. Princess Luna must've visited our dreams." I said. I stretched, and then tucked my shirt into my pants. "Hey, out of curiosity, are you headed for a place called 'Can-ter-lot?'"

"..." Doctor Transfusion stopped. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "What is Princess Luna up to right now? She came to my dream and said to invite you along. If I questioned the dream, she said you would say in return --"

"A blue bird told me I should tag along." I said

I shrugged at the doc. She adjusted her glasses then gave a slight shrug.

"It's up to you, Doctor Transfusion." I said.

It's six-thirty in the morning, and this damn room is so silent you could hear a pin drop on this carpet.

The tall mare turned. She walked toward me, and then stopped. She looked down at me, but... it's odd. Doctor Transfusion isn't looking down on me, not in the usual sense. Though she's way taller than me, still can't tell height for shit, it's like she's looking directly at me.

Tough call, but not my say. The doc can take me along or leave me with Gusty Breeze and her shenanigans.

"What's the call, Doctor Transfusion?" I said.

Doctor Transfusion sighed, and then nodded.

Umph, why did she toss me a towel?

"There's no time to debate the issue, Chris. Though impromptu, this will be a good opportunity for you to see Equestria's capital. " Doctor Transfusion said. The mare faced me. "Toss your clothes on the bed and go take a quick shower. I will throw your clothes into the dryer to air them out. We need to leave here in the next hour and a half."

Without a doubt, her words are firm.

"You're the boss, Doctor Transfusion." I said. She's turned around. I guess she'll let me strip in peace. "What about Gusty Breeze?"

There go my shirt, pants, and underwear. I'll just chuck them on the bed.

"Gusty Breeze must visit Canterlot today so she can register for the upcoming Titaness competition, being held in two weeks. Not to mention, she'll be in one foul mood if I don't bring her." Doctor Transfusion said. I peered around the corner. It's hard to imagine a dark crimson-colored mare could blush. I mean, she has seen me naked, right? "Place your dirty towel in the hamper when you're done with it. Also, be mindful to scrub up and use the shampoo. You will act as my assistant on this assignment, and I need you to look your best."

"Right." I said.

Well, I guess I just found my first job in Equestria.

*** *** ***

"Ha... ahh... w-will we make it in time?" I said.

"We must make it." Doctor Transfusion said.

My heart will leap out of my chest at this rate. This damn horse must be running at less than a quarter of her normal speed. Meanwhile, I'm busting my ass at ninety-five percent of my speed to stay within five-feet of her.

Damn it's hard to keep up. I'm just dead weight to Doctor Transfusion.

"..."

"Hurry Chris, I heard the train's whistle." Doctor Transfusion said.

"I can't, I can't keep up." I said. My body can't take it. "My heart will explode at this rate."

T-There, I can see it.

"All aboard!" A voice shouted.

The train just blew another whistle. I've got to push myself even harder. I agreed to this job. I won't let the doc down.

Come on body, keep it together.

"Shit!" I slammed my foot against the platform. "W-We... haaa... missed it."

"No we didn't love, hang on." Doctor Transfusion handed me her glasses. She wrapped her arm around my chest. "Here. We. Go!"

What in the hell?!

Now we're really hauling ass. She just picked me up like a sack of potatoes.

How fast is this damn mare? Doctor Transfusion already caught up with the end of the train, when it's going at top speed?!

"Up we go." Doctor Transfusion's hand latched onto the railing. She took several deep, synchronized breaths. "It's so hard to run in heels. These are my favorite black ones, and I'd hate to ruin them."

This mare is wicked fast, and she's freakishly strong. Doctor Transfusion just flung us into the air and landed on top of the train like some super hero... err, heroine?

"Don't tell me you weren't running at top speed." I said.

Doctor Transfusion walked along the top of the train, holding me like a sack of potatoes. She glanced at me. The mare took her glasses and placed them back on. She smirked, and then patted me on the head.

"A lady must keep some secrets." Doctor Transfusion said.

Good god, what is she? The doc isn't even winded. Talk about horsepower, or would it be pony power? Whatever, at least we're on the train, in the literal sense.

And now where on a small walkway between the cars. Heh, don't mind me doc. My heart is about to explode, that's all. Damn chest is burning, too.

Thanks for putting me down. I'm just --

"Hey guys, what kept ya?" Gusty Breeze said. She tapped the space next to her. "Chris, you get to sit next to me."

"Gusty Breeze, you were given explicit instructions. You were to run ahead and tell the conductor to have the train wait an extra five minutes. I did not tell you to get onboard and have a snack. Mr. Chris cannot keep up a swift pace like I can." Doctor Transfusion said. The deep crimson-colored mare sat down and massaged her legs. She leaned forward, and then back. Her hands disappeared into her snow-white hair. "There, all finished. A mare must look her best."

I'm so damn nervous sitting next to Gusty Breeze. Not to mention, there's no clock. That makes it hard to tell time. My heart takes around three to five minutes to start calming down from a heavy run, so I guess that means five, maybe seven minutes has already passed by since I sat down on the left side of Gusty Breeze.

I can hear the commotion on the train between my own heartbeats. Phew, at least my heart calmed down. See, this is the right level of liveliness with these creatures talking among themselves. Though the creepy factor is still here, like that time at the bar. These mares and stallions, these creatures look like they could snap me like a twig. That red stallion near those three teenagers could easily knock me to the ground by just breathing on me. Hell, his fingers could bore a hole through solid steel if he pushed hard enough.

Huh, what's Gusty Breeze doing.

"Big Macintosh? It is you." Gusty Breeze said. She stood up and walked toward the red stallion. She slammed her fist into his fist. The mare hugged the red stallion. "What's up, is Sugar Belle staying home?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac said.

"Congratulations... dad, heh heh. Are you two expecting a filly or a colt?" Gusty Breeze said.

This guy isn't the talkative type. It's easy to tell by looking in his eyes. He just wants to get where he's going. Still, he does look polite.

Heh, I had a feeling he wasn't going to tell Gusty Breeze if the kid was male or female, whichever one that could be in this world. Would a filly be female and a colt male?

"Mister Big Macintosh, it is so good to see you. I've given the information to Doctor Rattle, and he's expecting you and Mrs. Sugar Belle next month, on the third. Remember, it is important for the mother 'and' the father to be relaxed during this time." Doctor Transfusion said.

"... e-eeyup." Big Mac blushed. He actually blushed? I give up.

Yea, Big Macintosh is not the talkative type. In any event, I do wish the guy the best of luck. It's not easy raising a kid. My single mother could attest to that topic. I'm beyond thankful for the kind, gentle way she raised and treated me. It's better than some of those asswipes who treated me like trash, thinking I was a useless waste of space.

"Before Ah forget, Applejack said for me to tell ya Rarity is at her place in Canterlot, Doctor Transfusion." Big Mac said.

Color me impressed, Big Macintosh can say more than one word.

Doctor Transfusion is practically grinning from ear to ear. What is going on? Why does this case fascinate the doc so much?

"Yea, my big sis is pretty special. I can't wait to see if she's having a filly or a colt. Either way, I get to be an aunt." A voice said.

"It's good to see you too, Sweetie Belle." Doctor Transfusion said.

Huh, Sweetie Belle? Sugar Belle? These names are going to be the death of me yet. Don't these creatures, these "Equestrians" normal names like Sharen, Nichole, Chris, Ben, and such? I'm probably the oddball of the group. Chris must be a weird name to them. I should spell my name K-R-I-S, like the sword.

It looks like Sweetie Belle is rather close with the two others near her. Big Mac must be some kind of chaperone for those three. Good luck handling their antics, he'll need it.

Well, there goes Big Mac back to his seat, keeping an eye on Lock, Shock, and Barrel.

The scenery outside the train looks tranquil. The train is smooth, too. It feels pretty good overall. This would put someone to sleep.

Damn it Gusty Breeze, you didn't have to jab me.

"Hey, no need for the look, I'm just making sure you aren't asleep, heh heh. As an FYI for you Chris, Big Macintosh is the big brother of Applejack. She's kind of a big deal, a Ponyville celebrity if you will. You see, Applejack is the Element of Honesty, one of the six powerhouse protectors of Equestria." Gusty Breeze said. As the mare is leaning back, I'm amazed at the fabric of this world. I want to end up in a relationship as strong as the fabric holding this mare's tits back from exploding that shirt wide open. "Oh ho, now what are you looking at, Chris?"

"I'm just taking in the sights." I said.

"Take it in all you want. I don't mind. One. Single. Bit. Chris." Gusty Breeze smirked.

Doctor Transfusion looks pissed. I better not get into these games with Gusty Breeze. I'm on duty, and the doc has me on a tight leash, which includes my manhood.

"Gusty Breeze?" A voice said.

Ow, that fucking hurt. I'm taking one star off of this train ride. That massive bump just launched me into the damn center aisle.

"Oh my, are you alright?" The voice said.

I must be seeing things. Is that, a white rabbit talking to me? Can animals talk in this world?

Whatever, I need to get up and -- damn it. What did I just hit? It felt soft as hell. Something is wrong. Gusty Breeze looks like she's about to die of laughter?

I've got to get up and -- fuck, what the hell, man? What is above me, anyways?

"Chris," Doctor Transfusion sighed, "why don't you come sit near me, love." She said. The doc extended her hand. "Gusty Breeze, remind me to talk to you about being a mare and having some class."

What in blue blazes is the doc. Talking. About?

Oh. Dear. Lord. Here I thought Gusty Breeze was big. Are those things even real?

Marshmallow heaven, it exists. It's right in front of me.

"Fine, 'Doctor Transfusion,' I'll be nice." Gusty Breeze said. She scooted over to her left, and then extended her wing towards the yellow toned mare with the pink hair and tail. The mare let out a slight, quiet chuckle before she sat down, a white rabbit riding between her mountainous mammaries. Gusty Breeze retracted her wing and cleared her throat. "Chris, this is Fluttershy, an exceedingly special pony to me. She's one of the few who treated me with kindness when 'you know what' started happening. I still can't believe a mare I went to school with turned out to be another one of the six powerhouse pony protectors of Equestria: Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness."

Whoever created that mare, they were definitely "kind" to her. Her boyfriend, girlfriend, or whatever is lucky. I can't even think of the words to describe the mare, the woman in front of me. Her pink hair, her body, her assets, every bit of it is an eleven on a ten scale. There's also the fact her red dress just clings to her body, all in the right places. It's just, just wow. I'm looking at a damn goddess.

"Ahem," Doctor Transfusion looked at me.

Sorry Doctor Transfusion, I'm enamored. Not everyone gets to meet a goddess in their lifetime.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Chris. And don't worry about earlier. You couldn't have known I was standing over you." Fluttershy said. That's an understatement. I just stood up and her massive mammaries knocked me back down. Talk about a weird, welcoming introduction for me. True to her namesake, Fluttershy here does seem a little on the... eh, "shy" side. "I'm so glad to see you too, Gusty Breeze. How have things been going for you?"

"Not bad, not bad. I made a small difference in Chris's life when I saved him from certain death. He just fell out of the sky, completely naked." She said. Thanks for mentioning to her I was naked, Gusty Breeze. I'm so fucking embarrassed right now. In all honesty Gusty Breeze, I'm starting to wonder if you aren't the Element of "Brutal" Honesty with that shit you just let rip to this goddess of a woman. "H-Hey, Fluttershy, this may seem awkward, but I just... wanted to say, thanks for being there for me. I mean, thanks for listening to me and being a real friend when I was growing up. It meant a lot to me. Still means a lot to me, even if we don't talk too often."

A real friend, huh? Those people are a rarity. They're meant to be cherished and make a huge difference in one's life. Now that I think about it, I wonder how my friend back on Earth is doing right now? That guy is talented as hell, and he always pulled himself back up by his bootstraps.

It does no good to think about things back on Earth. Even if I could go back to Earth, I would refuse. This place is weird -- scary as hell at times too -- but I like it. I don't know why Equestria makes me feel free. It feels like I can smile without being judged, go anywhere and become whatever I want vs. some predestined bullshit.

"Oh my," Fluttershy blushed. She's looking at me funny. What did you tell her, Gusty Breeze. "Mr. Chris, is it true you and Gusty Breeze are dating."

"Pfft...," I almost choked on my own spit. Gusty Breeze, what the fuck is wrong with you, girl? Me shoving my dick into you would be like tossing a cocktail wiener into the Grand Canyon. "Not, funny."

"I agree Christopher, that joke was inappropriate." Doctor Transfusion said.

Gusty Breeze rolled her eyes. She leaned back, laying her arms on-top of her huge breasts.

What does she want now?

I leaned in after Gusty Breeze curled her finger at me. I whispered, "What do you want?"

"Want to have a three-way, me, you and Fluttershy? We still have twenty minutes till we get to Canterlot." Gusty Breeze whispered to me. Fuck, this mare knows how to get my motor running. I did a quick look at Doctor Transfusion. "Naw, she won't mind. Come on, I still owe you for that 'game' you won in the bar. Let's call this an extra-special reward."

"I'm up for twenty-minutes." Fluttershy stood up.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit... a goddess and a hyper-endowed, hyper-sexual woman/mare/lady.

"Sweet Dreams are made of this, who am I do disagree..." I hummed to myself.

"Chris." Doctor Transfusion said.

Shit, I am on duty.

Please doc, let me have some fun. I'm sure I can towel off, or, something. It's not everyday I get to bang two busty, beautiful women. Please....

"You have fifteen minutes. Feel 'free' to explore, but be mindful I need you in Canterlo, understand." Doctor Transfusion said.

"T-Thanks, Doctor Transfusion. I promise to be mindful." I said.

Fuck. YES! I'm finally going to get some action. Thanks you Gusty Breeze, you're teasing was worth it to enjoy this shit.

Let's see, they went towards the back of the train. I just need to watch it. These creatures don't care about me. I'm just here to take in some "sights" on the train.

The final car, and the final frontier. Time to cut up my virginity card and burn it to ash.

"Sorry, I didn't catch your name." I said. This white rabbit of Fluttershy's stood in front of me. If this thing's name is Angel, that's one hell of a devilish smirk. What -- you little bunny bastard! "Let me the fuck in!"

It's, it's actually laughing at me. No, this cannot be fucking happening. That white rabbit just closed the damn door and locked it on me.

Think Chris, think, you can figure this out. Your virginity card being burned depends on it. Come on, think you bastard. The ladder, yes the ladder! There's a hatch on the car. I can drop down into it. I'm not defeated yet you furry prick!

"Fuck it's noisy." I said. The air is rushing so hard by my ears. Silence hurts, but noise like this hurts the same. "Damn it, you bunny bastard, you locked the top hatch, didn't you?!"

You're not out of the game yet, Chris. There's a back door to the train car.

Shit, it's locked too. All the doors are locked. Know what, I'll climb through the window. I'll squirm my way in... no I won't. The windows are boarded up.

"Chris"

Did someone call my name? I better get to the other-side.

"Chris!"

It came from the other-side now.

No way, that mountain is getting closer. Is my, my fifteen minutes up?

"You bunny bastard!" I shouted, the wind rushing past my face.

It's the walk of shame. There's nothing to do but walk back to Doctor Transfusion, defeated. My virginity card lives, damn it.

"Right on schedule, Mr. Chris." Doctor Transfusion said. She leaned in, and... sniffed my hair? "Odd, did you not 'join' the little rendezvous with Fluttershy and Gusty Breeze?"

I shook my head.

"..." the white rabbit snickered at me.

Damn bunny bastard cockblocked my ass.

"..."

"Chris, d-did you just growl, like a wolf?" Doctor Transfusion said.

I cannot believe I just got bunny blocked. This day sucks.

Keep on laughing you furry little shit. I swear to whatever god exists in this world, you laugh at me one more time I'll show you what the word Hasenpfeffer means, got it?!

"Angel, what are you doing?" Fluttershy said. She glanced at me, I'm looking out the window. "Did you not want to join us? It was rather fun, for me at least. Gusty Breeze is always so refreshing."

I guess I'm not the only one looking down.

"Enjoy your little 'party,' Gusty Breeze." I said.

"It would have been better as a three-way." Gusty Breeze said. She sat down in her seat. "I needed a wing-stallion for me. I always suck at poker."

"What the --" I shouted, the train whistle drowning out my swearing.

This is what I get for trusting Gusty Breeze. She invited me for a "three-way Poker" game. If it were strip poker, that'd be great.

"Are you angry about something, Mr. Chris." Fluttershy said. It's hard to be mad at the goddess. Her name should be Angel, that bunny's name should be Lucifer. "Angel, did you do something?"

"Can you understand him?" I said.

"Yes, actually. You see, I can talk to animals. Well, umm, 'talk' might not be the right word. It's more like I can understand them." Fluttershy said. She held onto him, sitting him down on the seat between her and Gusty Breeze. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chris. It appears Angel decided to be a rather mischievous bunny today. He's so ornery if some pony wakes him up from his nap."

W-Wait, he was sleeping in her cleavage. I saw him rubbing his eyes. That bump we experience, he thought it was me waking him up?

Damn little shit!

"Ha! That's rich. Bunny blocking, I never heard that one." Gusty Breeze said. I raised a slow eyebrow. "Aww, come on Chris. You didn't miss much. I promise. Anyways," Gusty Breeze leaned in close and pulled me in, "I'm working on one 'Tartarus' of a special surprise for you. No joking, I promise with all my heart as a mare. Just be patient, alright."

Alright Gusty Breeze, I'll trust you." I said. S-She, kissed my cheek? I guess, this train ride isn't all bad. I managed to get to first base. "Nice."

"More where that came from, Chris." Gusty Breeze winked at me.

Huh, that mountain top is getting closer. It looks like we're on some winding path now.

"Next stop, Canterlot! Ten minutes! Ten minutes till the Canterlot stop!" A stallion shouted, walking down the center aisle.

Alright, this is going to be beyond weird, I just know it. Not to mention, there's no turning back even if I wanted to turn back. Ready or not, I'm coming to the capital of Equestria. Princess Luna, I hope you know what you're doing sending me here.

Author's Note

Can't believe it took me almost four to six hours of editing alone to get this chapter ready, and it still doesn't feel done to me. Well, you either turn it loose or keep going at it till the thing looks too butchered to read.

A bit of guilty pleasure here, I had to include Angel screwing over the protagonist.

Things are heating up, and I hope you all enjoy the latest chapter.

(Note: I'm still getting used to the online editor, so if you see an error, give me a heads up and I will fix it quick as possible."