The Magicless Adventures of Anon

by DrYzarc

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Fetish, Profanity, Adventure, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Human, Twilight Sparkle, Princess Luna, Anon, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Romance
Length: 27677

A human arrives in the Everfree with limited memory of himself... and no clothes

A human wakes up in the Everfree Forest, naked, and with selective amnesia about who he is. On his many adventures, he gains a new name, new clothes, and much more than he would have imagined.

'Sex' tag for highly mature content at times and clop (with warnings). This story has foul language, sexual situations, slight RGRE, and human-on-Pony (with warnings in the titles)

Published 2020-08-03 08:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-09-13 02:36:22 UTC

Chapter 1: The Beasts Arrive

You wake up in a rather spooky forest. The sky is blue, and the clouds gently pass you by. However, the treetops twist in abnormal ways that seem to have been affected by some unnatural force to look more intimidating. You can hear some insects chirping in the distance as you smell the tall grasses you are laying in.

“Ah-ah-chooo…!”, you sneeze. Darn allergies!

“Better get up before I get bitten up by ticks or something.”

The sound of insects in the distance stops.
You remember that insects stop chirping when something comes near them. Thank you, nature documentaries!
You look around to try and get your bearings. You now realize that you are naked, in woods you do not remember entering, and do not recall how any of this came about…

“Fuck it!” You decide now is not the time to question things, with who knows what approaching you.

You grab a nearby fallen branch and brandish it like a club. Luckily, you seem to be in a small clearing so you can likely see oncoming attackers. You hear rushing through the trees with snapping branches as something… no, several things are approaching your location rather rapidly.

“You there ahead, you should run too, lest you soon be dead!”

You are surprised to hear a deep feminine voice shouting at you, but you are not one to ignore such an obvious warning. You start running in the opposite direction from the sound. As you reach the other side of the clearing you hear something break through the bushes behind you.

Taking a quick glance over your shoulder as you run, you see something rather odd.
Breaking through the bushes is an approximately four-and-a-half-foot tall zebra wearing gold rings along the neck, a front leg, and gold hoop earrings. The small zebra also has a striped mohawk mane and a small saddlebag.

Soon after, you notice 3 wolves made of wood with glowing green eyes chasing the small equine.
You look ahead and try to run faster.

“At that speed, you will be food indeed!”

You hear that voice again and it is getting closer to you. You try to increase your speed if even a little more, but your attempt to do so fails miserably as you trip on something and fall forward.

“I guess not! This will not hold them for long because they are strong!”

You hear and this time see the unusual zebra moving its lips in time with the words.

“Talking zebra!” You shout despite the situation you now find yourself in.

While you yell your crass remark in shock, the ‘talking zebra’ has already passed you and circled back. The zebra takes out a gourd from a saddlebag and hurls it at the pursuing wooden wolves. The wooden wolves are now entrapped in a greenish muck that seems to stick them in place. The zebra bites down on your impromptu club that you are still grasping for dear life and pulls you to your feet.

“I am certain you know, but we MUST GO!”, the talking zebra reiterates, and you nod your head as you follow your savior’s lead.

After running for what seemed like miles, you are dripping sweat. Then, finally, your savior stops.

“This should be far enough; I am sorry I acted so rough.”

“No, thank… thank you for the help… um.” You reply through gasps for breath.

“Do not worry, my name is Zecora, we were in a hurry.”

“My name is…” Oh crap! You cannot remember your name! Why can’t you remember your name! Try to think of a cool one like, Zecora. No! that’s her name!

After letting a few seconds of silence pass by, “I do not mean to pry. If you would prefer to remain anonymous, there is no need to say why.”

That may work, “Anon. Please call me Anon.”

“Anon, I say, nice to meet you this day.”

“Nice to meet you too, Zecora!”

“So, what pray-tell led you to look like you had fell?”

“… I’m honestly not certain. I don’t remember entering these woods, I don’t know where this is, I don’t know where my clothes are, and I have never met a talking zebra before. No offense. I am very confused at the moment.”

“I can see you are distressed. If you wish, why not follow me to rest?”

“I think I will take you up on your kind offer. Thank you again Zecora.”

Author's Note

This is my first attempt at a MLP light novel. I hope you enjoy it. :moustache:

Chapter 2: Unusual Friendship?

You follow for another few miles hike through the woods. You make small talk along the way and gain some useful information. Firstly, that this is the Everfree forest located in the country known as Equestria. You learn that not just talking zebras exist here, but also many creatures such as yacks and ponies that live here talk as well.

The more you talk about this place and the more Zecora denies hearing about countries like South Africa, America, China, and England; the more you grow certain that this is not Earth. Then the biggest bombshell yet is revealed.

“… So, you see, magical creatures like the Timberwolves have adapted to look like the trees.”

“Wait, magical creatures!?!”

Zecora looks at you puzzled.

“Yes, though they do not all thrive, Like the unicorns and dragons, they have innated magical abilities they use to survive.” Zecora states in a matter of fact way.

Ok, you don’t think she is lying to you… but magic? Unicorns and dragons? Those were myths on earth at best. Now you hear that they are commonplace here!

As you contemplate the new realizations about this world, you find yourself in front of a tree with bottles and masks splayed about with a door and windows built into the trunk.

“Why not CUM inside? In my house, I take some pride.”

Zecora says with a smile. You think you just herd emphasis placed on the ‘come’ part. Also, you swear you saw Zecora move her tail to the side and keep it out of the way of your view… did, did she just wink at you, and not with just her eye.

“Um, Zecora... I’m flattered and all, but I…”

“Did I perhaps mistake your tail? I thought you were male.”

“I am not interested in doing anyth…”

Zecora interrupts you with a raised hoof, while replacing her tail, and glancing at your flaccid manhood. “Very well, that I can tell. I meant no harm, I thought I could calm your heart with my charm.”

“Thank you for understanding”

You say in relief. You did not intend to offend. She did save you after all. Heh, you just rhymed in your head. I guess this time walking with her has rubbed off on you.

“Think of it not. Though it would have been hot… “ Zecora whispers the second half and you barely make it out.

“How may I help out, one who is so stout, calm their heart?”

You ponder for a bit. “Hmm, well, having a way to get some clothes, a way that is less sexual to repay you, and more knowledge of this world would help me calm down some, I hope.”

“If that is what you desire, then I know just the ponies you may hire.”

“I appreciate that Zecora, but as you noticed, I have no money or anything to trade.”

“That is not entirely true, you have some things that are unique to you.”

You gesture to go on, then when Zecora gives you an inquisitive look, you realize that the gesture may not be the same here and ask her to continue.

After some rhyming exposition, you learn that Zecora has some pony friends that would love to learn about you and that would make her happy as well. Secondly, she notes that one of the ponies is very learned and another runs a boutique so you may get a chance for some new clothes as well as learn about this world and its inhabitants.

“It is decided. Now let us rest, for tomorrow will require our best.”

“Wait, Zecora? Why did that sound ominous? Zecora?!?”

Zecora goes into her room and smiles at you while closing the door. “Good night and sleep tight” is the last thing you hear before the door shuts and you are left alone in her living room.

Chapter 4: Princess of Friendship’s Mistake and New Friends?

You are Twilight sparkle, well Princess Twilight sparkle now. You are still getting used to everypony calling you that. Even if you are now more used to flying.

While going over some paperwork about a town-pony's “friendship problem” which is actually a foal complaining about the lack of interest in their new hobby by their classmates, you hear an all too familiar boyish scream.

Did Spike drop a dish again? While contemplating if you should go help clean up, you hear a second scream, “M-MONSTER!?!?!!”. It takes a second but it finally clicks. You activate a defensive spell and teleport to Spike by tracking his magical signature.

“What’s wro..?”, You pause after seeing… it?

It stands taller than Celestia if you don’t count her horn, has green skin, green eyes, bipedal, no fur say for only a small tuft on the chest, forelimbs, legs, and genitals… why does it have an erection?!? You now see a cowering Spike and a confused Zecora standing in front of it.

You charge up a binding spell and fire it at the monster… just as it says, “Hello, please don’t be…” the magic hits it.

After the abject horror of what transpired finishes sinking in, you see that your spell had no effect. Must have miss fired.

“… afraid?”, the monster seems confused. “What was that?”

“Sorry, I heard a yell, and Spike was upset, and, and I'mSorryITriedToBlastYou!” you realize that you just yelled that last part. Stupid! Ok, breath in, now out… better.

“I’m fine?” the monster says as it pats its chest as if looking for damages.

After calming down, you realize that the spell passed directly through the monster and wrapped around the branch of a tree behind it.

“O-one second. Zecora, a word please?” You say while trying to remain calm.

Zecora raises an eyebrow at the question, yet still trots after you through the door.

You realize that you just left Spike with the monster, but have no time to go back, and the Monster? seems to not be mad.

You cast a sound blocking bubble spell. Before starting to ask your friend, “What the Hay is that?!? A-and why does it have an…?” your voice trails off.

“I do not know, why he is always erect so” Zecora replies. “I offered to help release his pent-up desire, though he declined, much to my ire.” After a few seconds you can feel your face warming with blood from a blush.

“W-well, I suppose it may always be like that?” you hypothesis out loud.” Still, why bring it here ﻿Zecora?”

“Hmm, when I met him, I saved him on a whim. But now he is a friend in need, and a friend in need…”

“Is a friend, indeed.” ﻿Zecora smiled as you finished the line you had taught her. Clever mare…

you look at the monster and he looks back at you with his emerald pupils while tilting his head and flat snout to make an odd smile. Then he went back to apologizing to Spike for scaring him.

“Ok, if he is a friend of yours, he will be a friend of mine.” You almost sigh out the last of your sentence.

-You are Anon-
After the purple pony princess is done talking to Zecora and you finished performing your best 'I am no threat, don’t behead me' face; they finally walk over as you finish apologizing to the small purple dinosaur kid you recently met for the unintentional scare.

“Sorry again about before. My name is Twilight Sparkle. It is a pleasure to meet you.” The purple alicorn states with a slight curtsy with her wings.

“Yeah, no problem. My name’s Anon. Sorry for scaring your friend. It’s nice to meet you too.” Well, at least when you’re not shooting sparkling beams at me, you think to yourself.

“It looks like you will have a lot to say, yet I have a lot I must do today.” Zecora informed as she started to trot off. “Do not fret, I will be back by night I hazard to bet.”

“O-ok, Be safe Zecora.” Although you are a bit apprehensive about being left alone with creatures you just met. If they are Zecora's friends, they should be fine, right?

Chapter 5: Your Proposal?

After being led into the tree-castle, you note that the inside is immensely bigger than the outside, you guess it’s magic too. You are led through some large crystalline halls and stairs until you reach a room that seems like a library mixed with a study. Yet it is at least 3 stories tall with no ladders, must be magic; you assume with your now growing use of the ‘it’s magic so screw it’ mindset to try to avoid headaches as you actively try to suspend your disbelief of the whole situation.

“Spike, would you please get our guest some, um, would tea be OK?” Twilight asks

You aren’t certain if you can even drink the water here, let alone tea. Still, you guess water that is boiled is safer from unknown bacteria. “Thank you, I would like that.”

As Spike, walks off to get you refreshment, “So, hehe, how can I help you Anon?” The Princess asks before sitting on a large cushion in the center of the crestline library in front of a large fireplace and coffee table. The Princess gestures with a hoof to the cushion across the circular coffee table.

You take a seat on the large fluffy cushion. “Thank you Princess Twilight Sparkle for your hospitality. I was hoping we could enter into a, mutually beneficial agreement.” You say while giving your best attempt at a noblemen’s enunciation. You are speaking to a Princess after all.

Princess Twilight raises an eyebrow, “O-Oh? What did you have in mind?”

Spike comes in with a tea set and pours you a cup and the Princess’ horn and another cup floats with the same glow as it goes to her mouth for her to sip. Freaking magic.

“Thank you spike.” You take the cup presented too you, “Through talking with our mutual friend Zecora, I have realized that I am not from this planet, maybe not even this dimension for that matter. Therefore, I…”

SppppppZZtttttttpp!

Princess Twilight just did a spit-take of tea at Spike. You cringe at the sight, that was still hot.

“W-What?!? What do you mean different… well, well that would explain the, Yes! Oh, and why my spell, but what about?!?” The Princess is now rambling, “Um, Princess Sparkle?”, you try to gently interject. Unfortunately, she keeps rambling.

“Don’t worry, she does that sometimes. She’ll snap out of it if we just give her some time.” , Spike kindly informs you after finishing to wipe the tea off.

After another half minute or so, the Princess starts moving her hoof in and out from her chest and breathing slower.

“I-I’m fi-fine… S-So, you’re an a-alien from another dimension?” The Princess’ right eye is twitching a tiny bit.

“Y-yeah, at least that is my best guess. I considered dreaming, a coma, head trauma, being dead… but none of that really fits well. So, I figured that I must be in a different dimension, one where magic is real and equines are the apparently dominant species.”

“Wait, is magic not real where you come from!?! …And what is the dominant species where you live?”

You continue, hoping she maintains her calm, “Yes, magic is thought to be fake and we use science to build tools for what we need to survive. As for the dominant species, it’s my kind, humans that rule the planet Earth where I came from.”

“What about ponies? Do you not have them?”

“We do, but please try to understand that they are nothing like you or Zecora. They are animals, a smaller variation of the horse species. Although they are more intelligent then say, rodents, they are incapable of speech or other sentient higher functions. Some people have pet horses, yet because of their size, high food requirements, inability to clean up after themselves and several other factors, they are not kept by many. Well, not that I know anyway.”

“Mhmm…” The Princess hums as she retrieves a quill and parchment with a glowing field from her horn and scribbled something on it.

“Does that count as a sign of your interest?” “Huh? Oh, YES!!!”, She nearly yells.

“Glad to hear! Then, I would like to trade knowledge of my world for knowledge of yours and some clothes. If you are willing too, then finding a way home would also be greatly appreciated.”

“Hmm, well I do want to help, and teaching you should not be a problem, I think that the clothes would be better done by my friend. As for returning you home, that may prove more difficult.”

“I appreciate any help you are willing to give! Thank you, Princess Twilight Sparkle!” “Haha, Of course, it is a give and take, after all. Oh, and you can call me Twilight”

Princess Twilight smiles with a sidelong grin and half open eyes. Then goes back to magical note taking. A few minutes pass and Prin.. Twilight has Spike send a letter to several of her friends so that they can help. Spike apparently does so with magic fire burps, magic is still weird.

Author's Note

*WARNING* Next Chapter has sexual situations and descriptions of genitalia

Chapter 6: So, You’re Not Normal? (WARNING - Adult Situations)

Author's Note

Adult Situations Below (NSFW)

Chapter 6: So, You’re Not Normal? (WARNING - Adult Situations)

Several hours pass by as you trade information with Princess Twilight.

“So, your saying that your kind started with rubbing sticks together to make fire and is now capable of flying to the moon and back, all without the use of any magic?!?”

“Yup, and your telling me that you have traveled though time itself with your magic?”

“Yes, though I am a little disappointed how calmly you are taking this.”

“On Earth, there are many books about fantasy. Recently, there has even been a large influx of such books involving traveling to other worlds or dimensions where magic is real. So, I’m trying to take it in stride. If I didn’t, I would likely be freaking out right now. hahaha.”

“While that would have seemed more normal to me, this makes it easier to keep learning new things.”

Klip clop klip clop, you hear small hoofs tapping their way down the corridor towards the room.

“It sounds like one of my other friends have finally arrived!” Just then, the door slams open with a pony standing the approximate same height as Zecora yet slightly smaller than Twilight prancing into the room. The pony has a purple curled mane and tail with white fur, blue eyes, and a horn. It has a horn and a butt tattoo similar to Twilight, though not the wings. Must be a unicorn.

“Twilight, darling! Sorry, for not coming sooner but you had mentioned the need for making a completely new design, so I just had, too… Wow…” The new pony sounds like a stereotype of a New York housewife in an old sitcom.

“Hello Rarity! Thank you for coming over to help!” Twilight hides a giggle behind a hoof at her friend’s reaction to me.

“This is Anon. HE, is a Hyumane.” Twilight declares, putting emphasis on the ‘he’.

“Hello Rarity, thank you in advance for your help with my clothing. And, Twilight, it’s pronounced Hue, like a color, and man, like ‘an’ with an ‘M’ sound in front. Human.”

“Oh! A gentle-colt! Well darling, let’s not waste any more time. Please stand over there.”

You get up and stand where you were directed. Trying your best to not notice as 2 sets of eyes seem fixated on your flaccid member’s bobbing as you walk, like cats following a toy.

“Now hold still, please” After a few minutes of general measurements, “Arg! Why?!?” You here and look down only to note that there is a glowing ball of energy passing through your hand repeatedly. Oddly enough, you don’t even feel the ball passing through you. You look over at Rarity only to see she has her eyes focused on your hands and her tongue is sticking out of one side of her mouth with her brow furrowed. You look over at Twilight for help, only to realize the Princess is manically taking notes.

“Um, do you want me to move my hand somewhere?” They both freeze like children caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, you here a quiet, “yes please…” from Rarity. You raise your arms into a T pose for easier measuring and after another few minutes of measuring, she stops again. You look down, only to see the very intent gaze of Rarity staring at your flaccid penis.

She looks up with a quick, “Ep!” when she notices your gaze. “U-um, darling… I am ever so flattered by the offer, b-but I have work to do, so…” you look at her confused as to what she means, “S-So, if you would be so kind as to t-try to, I don’t know, think about sports or whatever you colts do… do to reduce the s-size back into your sheath?” Your eyes widen at the shocking realization of what she is asking and what she seems to be implying. Freaking horse world logic… You sigh, “Um, yeah, sorry Rarity. That, that is not an erection and humans don’t have sheaths.”

“No Bucking WAY!” you hear from Twilight, a very uncharacteristic outburst if the last few hours are any indication.

Rarity looks up at you like you just claimed you cum tastes like sherbet. “Darling, I know that it can be embarrassing to, to have an erection in public, but I don’t believe lying is a...”

You raise a hand to cut her off, “I’m not. Its just how humans are, and it is another reason I prefer wearing clothes.”

“B-but, does that mean it gets, ~GULP~, b-bigger? It is slightly shorter than most stallions, I am sorry to admit, but it is easily one of the thicker ones! It also has a fascinating, almost mushroom shape.”

“Can, Can we not talk about my penis in such detail? But, yes, it does get bigger.”

“W-Will, will you show us? P-Please?” You here Twilight almost whisper from behind the scroll she was writing on.

“Nope.”, “B-But Darling.” “Nope! Besides Rarity, you said you wanted it flaccid for measuring, right?” “Well, y-yes…” “So measure and please get this over with.” “~Sigh~ Fine.” Rarity finally relents. After a few quick and uncomfortable measurements, that Twilight is likely recording, she says she has what she needs to make me some clothes.

“Any requests dear?”

“Hmm, I need some underwear, boxers would be preferred, a t-shirt, and some pants. Though it would be nice to have some socks and shoes, I am ok with sandals in the meantime.”

“I-I am afraid I do not know any of those cloths besides the shirt and s-socks. Also, is it not a little early to think about nightwear like socks? Should we not focus on more essentials? Not that they would not look ravishing on you darling.”

“Um, where I come from, we wear clothing all the time; and most do not find socks to be, nightwear.”

“Sounds amazing…” Twilight hums, then she lets out another ~EAP~ and hides behind her scroll. You were starting to get curious how blushes work with all that fur covering their face, but you decide it’s probably magic and leave it at that.

“Hmm, Twilight, may I use a quill and parchment?”

“S-sure.” She says and levitates a spare set to you. You aren’t much of an artist, but you can draw basic shapes. You draw out the clothes you want and give Rarity an explanation.

Rarities eyes are sparkling as she does this little happy dance on the tips of her hooves.

“I shall get to work right away!” She declares while running off with your drawing in her magical grip.

After she leaves, you spend more time telling Twilight about humans, learn more about this land’s customs, etc. until Zecora returns with full saddle bags.
After some discussion, it is decided you will temporarily live with Spike and Twilight until you can finish your cultural exchange, get clothes, find work, and get a place of your own. Darn these ponies are generous.

Chapter 7: Meeting the Other Princesses

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Chapter 8: The Banquet of Fate

Author's Note

WARNING: The following depicts a panic-attack as I remember it feeling like in the past. (Sad overtones for this chapter)

Chapter 8: The Banquet of Fate

After some goodbyes, you head to the door that the Princesses left through and the two guard ponies on duties let you in. Then a maid leads you to a large set of double doors. She pauses only a moment to inspect her uniform before gently knocking on the door, getting permission to enter, and finally announce that you have arrived to the occupants before ushering you in.

The procedures you just witnessed, though smooth and well practices, annoyed you a bit as they felt like useless time-wasting practices that are designed primarily to seem impressive.

You barely manage to put on a fake smile instead of sigh as the maid pulls your designated seat out for you at the extravagantly large white marble table filled to the brim with many varieties of dishes.

This kind of thing usually wouldn’t annoy you this much but you are rather anxious to hear the verdict.

The maid finally excuses herself, after Princess Celestia motions her to leave. The only other pony that is not a Princess is a large white stallion guard with a cutie mark of a shield.

“Thank you for going along with that spectacle, Anon. It helps calm our ponies down to see such order and ceremonies.”

“Think nothing of it, I understand.” You try to not look annoyed as at least she apologized for the trouble.

“Now then, before we eat. How about we…Cadence, are you alright?” Now that Celestia pointed it out, you notice that Cadence is breathing rather rapidly while looking down.

“I-I’m sorry everypony. I a-am having… a bit of trouble, c-concentrating…~heph Huff Huff~”

“What is wrong? May We do anything to alleviate your discomfort?” Princess Luna offers with a concerned expression.

“N-NO! ~Ah, mph~ S-soory, I-I’m just not u-used to-ooo s-such strong f-feelings. ~Huff~”

Your not sure if Princess Cadence is going to orgasm or vomit, but she does not look normal. You are nervous about the upcoming conversation, but you didn’t think it was that strong.

“Shining Armor, please escort your wife to your chambers to rest, we will be fine.” Princess Celestia declares.

Shining Armor looks at you before making a move that you think is supposed to be the ‘I have my eyes on you’ gesture with a hoof, then brings his panting wife out of the room before closing the door with magic.

“Now then, before we eat, We do believe we have some business to discuss.”

You are going to need some time to get used to Princess Luna’s use of the royal ‘We’.

“I agree, Princess Luna. May I know the verdict.” You ask while trying to prevent the sweat dripping down your back from being noticed by sitting at attention.

Letting out a soft sigh, “Very well, Anon. I, Princess Celestia of Equestria, must fulfill my duty and inform you that we are not able to send you home. I am sorry.”

In that moment, the air seems to freeze, and time seems to slow. You hear your heart, beating in your ears; loud as thunder and fierce as a predator facing death.

You see the Princesses moving their lips around, yet you cannot hear them. They seem worried.

Finally, after what seems like years, the sound of your heart starts to fade. It is instead replaced by an annoying, high pitched, ringing sound. That sound soon fades as well and you can now hear a muffled voice. That voice gets louder and you look towards the source.

“Anon! Anon! Please look at me! Let us know that you can hear me! Do something to let us know you are ok!”

It’s Twi-force… what is she doing? You think to yourself. Why is she so sad?

You look at the sad, purple alicorn. Slowly, you lift your arm and pat her head. “Don’t be sad Twi-force. You cannot read your books with tears in your eyes.”

“Thank the Sun and Moon! Your alive!”, Twi-force hugs you.

“Aw, good pony.” You return the hug.

You look back over to the other Princesses when you are done comforting your best pony friend.

Princess Luna looks concerned and Princess Celestia relieved.

“We thought you a goner for a second there. Tis good you are recovering.”

“Thank you Princess Luna, for the concern. Oh, and sorry Princess Celestia, but I did not hear anything after the apology part.”

Princess Celestia looked back at the other Princesses, one of whom you are currently petting as an emotional support pony, sighs, then starts slowly explaining.

“Yes… We were not able to locate any trace of your home dimension. It is likely that it too is immune to our magic. Additionally, even if we were able to find your dimension, we could not affect you with magic needed to send you home. I am truly sorry, but without our magic, I am afraid we Princesses are but larger ponies.”

Princess Celestia looks at you with regret and maybe pity? Even after this long, you still sometimes struggle with pony expressions.

You feel Twi-force snuggle up into your hand. You look down to see her concern for you and you take the opportunity to wipe a tear from her face with your free hand.

“S-so, what should I do?”

“That is up to you Anon. If you wished to, you could live in the palace with my sister and I as a permanent guest. Alternatively, Twi-f…, Princess Twilight has offered that you may stay with her. It is up to you what you would like to do. You may also choose another option, forge your own path.”

You are not sure what to do. No, to be honest you know what you should do, you just don’t want to.

After gathering your courage, “If it is alright with Twi-force, I would like to stay with her until I can buy my own home with my own land.”

“W-why bother moving out at all? I have plenty of rooms…”

“… Twilight, I have some things that I must do to make myself feel right. One of those things is owning my own home and not relying on the kindness of my friends all the time. I also want to get stronger, strong enough to protect that which I value. I can think about the rest later.”

Twilight looks up from under your hand with he biggest, sad puppy eyes you have ever seen. It looks like she is hurt or going to try and convince you to stay, but then she closes her eyes and nuzzles into the palm of your hand.

“… ~wimper~ If that is what you feel is right, I will support you. But when you are done with that, please let me know, okay?”

“It’s a deal, Twi-force. Pinky Promise!” You even do the weird voodoo ritual P-Pop taught you.

“I’ll keep you to that one, Anon…” Twi-force smiles and goes back to letting you pet her.

Chapter 9: An Interesting Inquiry

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Chapter 10: Your ‘Special’ Talent

It has been half a year from when you set out from the Canterlot Castle. You have been working various odd jobs until you found that your dexterity, and hands, give you an unfair advantage over most ponies when it comes to delicate crafts.

Then, when reading through an old book from Twi-force’s collection for fun, and lack of internet, you discovered a book about massage.

Apparently, most massages here are like deep tissue massages from your old world. However, there are a few that had mastered pressure points and could use it to improve health and even increase magical power temporarily. It was so difficult to do with hooves or even magic that it was now almost a lost art.

But you, you have hands! If you practice, you might be able to get good at this. So, you practiced.

Twi-force was more than happy to lend you the books on the subject. Then, Rain-bro and Jacks volunteered to be your test subjects under the careful observation of Twi-force.

You are in a room of Twi-Force’s tree-castle and Jacks is laying prone on a massage table Twi-Force magicked up to help your practice.

“N-Not that I don’ trust ya r’ anything, Sugarcube… but ya r’ sure that you’ll be gentile and all, won’t ya? Last time Rares talked me inta a massage, I had bruises from them mares worken out ma stiff muscles.”

“Of course, Jacks, if you feel any discomfort, please let me know so I can stop.”

“Aright Anon, I trust ya.”

Giving a nod, you limber up your fingers and apply warmed lavender oil to your hands. You warn Jacks that you are starting and begin to gently spread the oils onto her withers.

From what you had read, there are several pain blocking and relaxation pressure points along the shoulder muscle groups. With slight ministrations, you gradually circle around these points with your dexterous digits. This relaxes the surrounding muscle groups for increased access.

After several passes with only a slight relaxing sigh here and there from your friend, you ask Jacks to take in a deep calm breath, then slowly release it and relax.

As Jacks starts to take in her deep breath, you circle ever closer to the pain relief point for the left foreleg. As the breath is let out you slowly increase the pressure on your finger until you realize that the skin is tougher than described and shift the pressure too your fingernail.

Finally, you feel a give and the surrounding muscle groups relax. As you do, you slowly release the pressure point from your tense digit and start to massage the left forelimb’s-tired muscles as you circle over to the same region’s relaxation pressure point.

Only after the pain is blocked and the muscles are relaxed by the massage, warmed oil, and appropriate pressure points do you give a firm but gentile massage of the well-toned appendage. Then, this process is repeated until you are done with all the major muscle groups of her body and finish with both a rejuvenating and strength pressure point. You avoided the more intimate areas and stuck to her back, neck, and limbs. Still, you feel you did a good job.

Only when you were all done from your task do you look away from Jacks for a second. This is when you note that Rain-Bro and Twi-Force are just sitting there with their wings sticking straight out. They have expressions you cannot quite place and they have large blushes.

You look down to check on Jacks and gently tap her shoulder to get her attention. She doesn’t respond. She is still breathing steady, and you never heard any painful sounds… though you thought you heard a moan once.

“J-Jacks… a-are you alright?” You ask cautiously.

As you start to get worried you hear a soft snoring sound… Jacks fell asleep. You slowly make your way over to the other two and in a whisper you hope is quiet enough not to wake Jacks you ask, “Who wants to go next?”. They both shoot up a hoof, then glare at each other. You chuckle softly while shaking your head.

After several more weeks for daily supervised practice, you are feeling more confident in yourself. Even the local spa owning twins came to try out your massages after you got good enough. They were so impressed that they hired you! Also, under the condition you would massage them once a week, you got a larger than normal paycheck and get to keep tips.

Chapter 11: Lessons In Self Defense

Author's Note

*Warning* Offering Clop Implied Below

Chapter 11: Lessons In Self Defense

After you get established with work and your daily routines start to stabilize, you are surprised with a visit from Twi-Force.

“Hi Anon! Did I wake you?” She asks with a big bright smile on her face.

“Considering that it’s my day off and the Sun just started to rise…” You look down at her now waning smile through your groggy eyes and cannot finish that sentence like you normally would, “…Sigh… Nope. How can I help you?”

As her smile returns, you just cannot stay upset at her. “I came to give you a present!”

You blink a few times to banish the blur inducing sandmen from your eyes. “Umm, thank you?”

“Your welcome! It’s a book!”, of course it is, “I found a book on a nearly lost martial art called Points’ Way! It combines several ancient earth pony fighting stiles with pressure points to dismantle an opponent’s nervous system and even stop their heart!”

You just stand there, awestruck at how nonchalant Twi-Force is being while mentioning killing something. “H-hay, Twi-Force… Why do you want me to have a book about a martial art that could kill something?” She tilts her head to the side inquisitively.

“I want you to read it then learn to use it, of course.” She clearly did not understand what you were asking.

“OK, but why do you want me to do that? You know that I don’t want to hurt anypony right?”

Twi-Force smiles warmly up at you, “I know, yet that does not mean there are no ponies, or creatures for that matter, that may want to do you harm. Monster attacks are a rather common occurrence around here due to the proximity to the Everfree. Additionally, while you may be immune to magic based attacks, it also means I cannot protect you with defensive spells like I do for my other friends. I just want you to be safer now that you will be working outside the Tree-Castle.”

“Oh yeah… I keep forgetting about that as they are usually resolved by you girls within a few minutes to a half an hour, tops. Not to mention how calm the town is when that happens.”

“With that said, I talked this over with the girls. They agreed to teach you how to fight against both monsters and other creatures. Though, I wanted to teach you, my fighting style relies heavily on my magic. I will still be teaching you unicorn and magic creatures’ weaknesses.”

“Thanks Twi-force. I appreciate your concerns and help.” You lean down to give her a quick hug. Though you were never that touchy-feely when you first appeared here, Twi-Force seemed to like hugs, so you are getting more used to them.

The next day you were in a large open field outside of Ponyville with the whole gang together except Zecora. She wanted to come but was busy with a cure for a pony that foolishly wandered into the Everfree and ate some random plant. Still, she promised to teach you some Zebra fighting moves later and their weaknesses too. You sometimes wish she lived in town, but too each their own.

“What ya thinking bout, Nony?” A pink party pony is now covering your vision.

“Not much P-Pop, just miss Zecora a little is all. Still, thanks for coming everypony!”

“Awwa, you didn’t get surprised at all! No fun Nony!”

You chuckle a little at that, “Guess you’ll just have to try harder, huh?”

“You’re going to get the biggest surprise of your life, Mah-hahahaha!” P-Pop says while twirling an over-sized curly mustache she has on for, reasons? P-Pop has the weirdest magic you’ve seen here. Discord is Chaotic, but P-pop stretches even your suspension of disbelief.

“May we please focus? I have an appointment at the hair salon this evening.” Rares’ comment brings you back to the matter at hand.

“Ok, so… your all going to teach me to fight?”

“Sure are Sugar Cube! I ain’t too keen on ya fighting, even if ‘n ya ain’t a typical stallion, no offense. But, I do want to make sure ya can handle a tussle if ‘n one finds ya.”

“No prob Jacks, and thanks for the help everypony.” Blatant sexism aside, she means well.

“No biggie Bro! Now let’s wrassle!” Rain-Bro says as she leaps at you before getting caught in a purple magic field, “Arg… Your no fun Twi!”

As Rain-Bro struggles adorably to escape, Twi-force interjects, “We will start by taking turns dueling Anon. I have healing spells and first aid kits ready if any-PONY gets hurt. Do I make myself clear girls?”

“Well, I don’t want to hurt anypony if I can avoid it, I am rather tough… I think… so no need to hold too much back. Just promise no crotch or face shots please?” You relaxed a bit when they all agreed.

Three hours into training. After you get an explanation about the place that are off limits for safety or manners you have had several ‘matches’ with your friends. These consisted mostly of you running away and dodging lighthearted attack attempts, with occasional wrestling sessions whenever Jacks or Rain-Bro had turns.

“Hahhh-hahhh-hruuuurraa!” You pant while you lunge at P-Pop. She is the only pony who insisted that you make the first move and you have been trying to grab ahold of her or gently poke a pressure point so Twi-Force, who was acting as referee, would say you win. P-Pop simply side-steps your lunge with a ballerina pose and you fall again.

Looking back, you see her darn cake eating grin and know that this is getting you nowhere fast. P-Pop has not left her starting position at all. This calls for a different strategy. You stand up and look defiantly at your prey.

“Giving up, Noooony?” She wiggles her eyebrows in a wave to taunt you.

“Hey P-Pop! I want to see how your powers are affected by a magic power enhancing pressure point. If you let me win and teach me to dodge like that, I may consider letting my curiosity overrule my better judgment. So, what do you say P-Pop? What to make it chocolate rain with me?”

P-Pop freezes, blinks a few times, looks at the girl’s frantic gestures trying to get you to reconsider, and saunters over to you. You could swear she is swaying her hips more than usual.

“Why Nony, if you wanted to poke me that badly, all you had to do was ask.” She lays prone on the ground in front of you and spreads her legs while grasping her fluffy tail to cover herself.

“Uhummm,” you clear your throat, “…The pressure point is on your back…”

“Uppsies!” Pinky rolls over for you giggling and smacks your leg with her tail.

“ANON’S WIN! WEREDONEFORTODAY!” Suddenly Twi-Force is pushing you towards the Tree-Castle, “Thanks for your help girls, BYE!”

It was two weeks before we tried again, and P-Pop only taught you how to dodge from then on. Additionally, there was a very official looking signboard in the field that stated, ‘NO LICKING, NO SUCKING, NO TOUCHING GENITALS, NO KISSES, AND NO INVITATIONS TO DO THE ABOVE’

Although it seemed like a lot, you suppose it is just Twi-Force’s way of protecting her friends and let it go as you continue your now weekly training sessions.

Chapter 12: A Home Like No Other

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Chapter 13: Dream Encounters of the Fluffy Kind (Part 1)

It’s your first night in your new home. You honestly don’t know if you are having trouble sleeping because of the sound of wind, the fact that it was slightly cooler than the Tree-Castle, or if you were too busy contemplating what happens next. Still, you have tomorrow off, so there is little you have to worry about immediately. After an hour or two of staring at the ceiling, you finally go to sleep.

You are sitting in a large fluffy cloud, Discord is serving you jellybean cocktails in a butler’s outfit, Rain-bro is showing off her new flying backwards loop trick, and P-Pop is waving at a TV camera that is only focused on her.

Out of your periphery you note a black shadow trying to sneak from cloud to cloud away from you. You, being the great and powerful protector of this land will not let it get away and cause issues. You clap your hands and summon your trusty sniper rifle, take aim, and shoot when you see the red of Its eyes. “Boom, head shot!” You declare, everyone claps.

You are Princess Luna, and you are exhausted. Every night for the last month, you have been fighting off nightmares more hideous and unusual than you had ever seen before. Stranger still, they all seemed to be running from something, and most were already gravely injured or malnourished.

Tonight, you have finally found the source… A blank wall. You have never, in all your years, seen a blank wall in the dream realm. There is always a door. Even small animals have at least curtain or leaf doors. Yet despite all that, here was a blank wall. The nightmares would faze through the blank wall and start fleeing as soon as they could.

To be safe, you had put up several charms and defensive spells that locked the nightmares in the area of the wall. You even added an auto nightmare destroying function to the area. These were some powerful spells that took a lot of magic to maintain. You could not keep this up forever. You decided to find the source, calm their mind, and try and stop the flow of nightmares.

You tried to enter, but your normal magic did not work as it was a wall and there was no door to open. You make several attempts at poking at the wall, looking for a way through. It was solid as stone or metal, no holes to squeeze through. You closed your eyes and probed with your magic. Nothing… You keep your eyes closed and try to listen, to smell, to sense anything… several minutes pass like this. You hear several nightmares appear through the wall and get vanquished by your magic, you ignore them and focus, feel.

Suddenly, a faint something is noticed. Not anything physical, not a sent, of a touch, but a feeling. Fear! You don’t know the source, but it is coming from behind that wall. A small tinge of fear is escaping through the wall. Keeping your eyes closed, you take a step forward, following the fear like a thread in the dark. Each step makes the feeling stronger if you follow it, yet one step out of line leaves you with nothing. It is like walking a minuscule tightrope in a pitch-black cave with no supports. One wrong move too far and you would never find the string again. So, you move slowly, guided by instinct and millennia of experience you make your way slowly forward.

Every so often a nightmare passes you by, but it ignores you and moves away from the source. You can feel their fear and sometimes, even pity, when they notice you. None seem interested in taking the time to stop, only flea.

After what seems like a decade, you feel new emotions in the mix. Following this, you arrive in a dream? You think it is a dream, yet you are not certain. It feels very foreign to you. You see a large nightmare made of shadows moving from cloud to cloud towards your location, likely to attempt an escape. You ready your magic to defend yourself with a shield spell if it attacks in desperation while fleeing.

However, there was no need it seems. As the nightmare’s head explodes before making it to the next cloud! Chunks of the nightmare are sent flying and some land next to you. As you avoid the frightfully accurate and bloody aftermath of the now decimated nightmare, you hear clapping.

You look to the source and see Discord, Rainbow Dash, Pinky Pie, a-and Anon! The others are clapping for Anon! He is holding up a metal cylinder made into an odd shaped handle and sitting on a large fluffy cloud. You fly over to him. You had to be certain.

You had seen several versions of Anon in dreams as of late. The most disturbing of which was Apple Jack’s. he was in coveralls, had a hat like hers, yet he had her brother’s body. It was like Anon’s upper body had been fused onto where her brother’s neck should be. Worse yet, she was pregnant with his foals. Just Thinking about it creeped you out a little, despite yourself and your years of seeing many abnormal things. You had to make certain that this was the real Anon!

Chapter 14: Dream Encounters of the Fluffy Kind (Part 2)

You are Anon, the great and awesome! As you are showered with praise for your most recent defense of the realm, you notice an Alicorn flying over to you. Oh, it’s just Princess MoonButt.

“Hi MoonButt, what can I do for ya?” MoonButt freezes and starts to turn a shade of dark violet in her cheeks. That is not the normal MoonButt reaction.

“G-Greetings Anon. I-Is this your dream?” MoonButt asks as a flying hamburger passes by.

“Wait, my dream? Is this a dream?” You ask to your assembled friends.

They shrug in response. “Hmm, I’ll check.” You pinch yourself and feel nothing. You think MoonButt may be right. You concentrate, focus on getting what you want. A large, double cheeseburger with bacon appears in front of you. Yup, definitely a dream.

“Yup, this is my dream alright. Need anything? I can make anything in these.” You demonstrate by taking a bite of the burger and having a soda appear to drink from. MoonButt stairs in surprise.

“We-We are honestly surprised by your control of your dreams. Can all hoomains do that?”

“Oh, I thought a figment of my imagination would know that about me. Or is this all some weird dream logic?”

“W-We are not of your mind Anon. We are the real Princess Luna. I have the ability to enter the dreams of others and… Ah! I must inform you that your nightmares are escaping into the dream scape! We have tried to put a stop to them and only found your dream by tracing the source.”

“~Mhhmmm, mhm… Wait, WHAT!” You clear all the clouds, all the scenery until you see nothing but a white void with MoonButt, or Princess Luna rather, and a small group of nightmares cowering in fear as they attempt to slowly inch closer to a small portal that was apparently hidden by clouds before.

“You think you are good enough to survive outside my head?!? I let you live in my subconscious and only hunt those that rear their heads, and THIS is how you repay my benevolence!?!?!”

You were fuming mad. You enlarged yourself to a gigantic scale, summoned the door to your subconscious then added metal and padlocks, and you put a shredder door over the portal. To make it worse, you made it so it was an atomic shredder that would vaporize them completely.

“Be. My. Guest!” You gesture to the portal. The nightmares cower and shake their heads back and forth.

“No? You don’t want to leave anymore?” They frantically nod.

“Tell the rest, there will be no second chances!” You pick them up, toss them into your subconscious and lock the door behind them.

“Sorry they bothered you Princess. I doubt it will happen again.”

You look over to Princess Luna. She’s just, floating there with her mouth hanging open.

Oh crap! Did you do something wrong or offensive?!?

You shrink down to your normal size and float over to Princess Luna. Her mouth is still agape.

“A-Are you ok, Princess?” She blinks a few times and you stay quiet, hoping that she will recover.

“T-That, T-That… How? H-HOW DID THOU DOIST THAT?!?” The Princess asks in the Royal Canterlot voice

“… It’s called ‘lucid dreaming’ Princess Luna. Have you never seen it before?” You respond after recovering from the shock.

“Nay!” Oh god… it takes everything in you to not start laughing. The pony Princesses just said ‘Nay’ like an actual horse!

“Anon? What bothers you?” You suddenly realize that you are hunched over, and you can feel the cringe of your face muscles fighting back the smile. Stupid dream being more realistic at the worse times.

Regaining some composure, “I-I’m fine Princess. I-I just thought of something odd is all.”

“Thou need worry not. We are used to seeing many an odd phantasm through our duties. Still, We have never seen one with such mastery over their dreams. This ‘lucid dreaming’ must be some powerful spell.”

“N-No Princess, It’s not magic. I cannot use magic, at least according to the experiments with Twi-f, with Princess Twilight.”

“Oh? Then pray tell Us how though do this? An innate ability perhaps?”

“Hmm, I don’t honestly know if it is an innate ability, though if it is then, maybe it is one that requires practice to master? Though, it honestly feels more similar to a skill that some are faster at learning than others. From what I remember anyways.”

“Intriguing! A skill which allows one such total control over a dream, without the use of magic no less! Pray tell kind Anon, would thou teach to Us thine special skill?”

“Lucid dreaming? Sure, I don’t see why not.” Suddenly, Princess Luna starts spinning in a small circle doing this little happy dance with a full smile across her face. She lets out a happy squeal and then, she suddenly leaps to you and embraces you with her wings.

Your eyes are filled with constellations and you feel a waft of lavender as soft feathers gently wrap around your back and Princess Luna’s ethereal mane blocks your view. Her chest fluff collides with your chest in a soft ~poof~ as the fur absorbs the impact.

You freeze at the sudden assault of sensations, until you hear a quiet, “Thank you…”. You relax and let the warm feeling last for what seems to be minutes. Slowly, Princess Luna backs away from you. Her cheeks are dark rose to violet in color from a blush.

“W-We shall begin lessons on the eve of the maro, if that is acceptable to thou, T-Teacher?”

You blink at that for a second then nod, unable to articulate well the feeling of being called teacher by a pony Princess several lifetimes older than you.

You see Princess Luna light up her horn with a smile on her lips. However, the light soon dissipates. After a few attempts, she looks back at you sheepishly then looks at the exit portal.

Taking the hint, you snap your fingers and the shredder disappears and is replaced with what looks like a TSA check point for an airport. You even put a small sign that says ‘Nightmares will be shot if attempting to leave! Princesses Welcome!’

You see Princess Luna off with a wave and a smile. Both of which she returns before cautiously leaving through the checkpoint and only slightly jumping as a ~ding~ and green light go off as she passes the scanner.

After she leaves and you are sure she is out of your dream, you break down laughing! “~HAHAHHAHHA! ‘NAY!’ Pfft! HAHAHAH….”

Chapter 15: Keeping Your Word

Two months later, you can tell that Luna has gotten better at manifesting items in dreams and your life is stabilizing.

You even have some bits saved up! You learned that your massages have been making Jacks and Rain-bro stronger physically for about 48 hours after given. Then your bosses found out, raised the prices of your massages as a result, and gave you a raise. They apparently were also feeling less fatigued after your weekly massages but thought it was from relaxation and how good they felt. Rain-bro probably shouldn’t have bragged about it as much as she did.

Now you have a house, a stable and well paying job, can defend yourself somewhat, and feel secure in this progressively less foreign society.

It’s time that you did what you promised. A promise must be kept, especially a Pinky Promise! P-Pop can be kind of scary with her weird abilities.

Therefore, you told Twi-force you would like to visit for a talk, and she scheduled it for a day we both had little to do. Today is that day.

You arrive a around 15 minutes early and wait until about 5 minutes before you are supposed to arrive then knock on the large crystal door. It’s quieter than when a pony knocks but you are certain it is heard because the door opens with a familiar purple glow.

“H-Hi Anon!” As Twi-force opens the door slowly you can see that she has her mane done up in a bun and she is wearing a dress. The dress is a slightly darker purple than her fur and it has a subtle sparkle to it as it is caught in the rays of the setting sun. You also notice that she has just a light application of violet eye liner.

“Wow, you look stunning Twi-force!” You complement honestly, feeling slightly embarrassed that you only wore one of your nicer shirts and pants with a belt.

“T-Thanks! Come on in.” You hesitate for a second as Twi-force turns around and sways her hips as she walks towards the stairs. You could swear that she said that in an almost, seductive tone. No, you must be overthinking it, right?

You shake your head and walk after Twi-force. The door is closed as you follow. After you make it to the study, you notice something out of place.

“Is Spike out?” Twi-force freezes in place. “Y-Yeah, he had something to do today. It’s just you and me here.” She responds with a forced smile and a blush then hurries into the den.

You follow her in. At your usual table, the one you had spent months together at sharing information about yourselves and your worlds, there is a large spread of food that you can actually eat! That, and some candles are floating about the room with the usual lights dimmed. There is a fire in the fireplace, and you think your seat cushion has been replaced with a new one.

“Wow, Twi-force! This looks amazing!”

“T-Thanks, it’s not too much?”

“Twi-force, take the complement.” You stick out your tongue at her and she giggles.

“Then I will. Now, let’s eat, shall we?” She sits in her normal spot and waits for you to sit down.

It looks like she won’t start eating until you do, with how she is looking at you then the food nervously.

You decide that you might as well break the ice and take a carrot. You look it over, then glance at Twi-force who is watching you intently. You smile and laugh a little to yourself, then take a big bite of the end. Twi-force seems to jump a little at the sudden snapping sound. You chew, yep, tastes like a fresh carrot, then swallow.

“I-Is ~gulp~ it good?” She asks nervously.

“Yup.” You impersonate Big Mac. “Now you eat too Twi-force.”

She blushes at this but nods and starts to levitate food to her plate.

After about 5 minutes of eating in silence, you’ve had enough. Twi-force keeps looking up at you nervously, then quickly darts her eyes away when she sees you looking at her. “Twi-force…”

She looks at you then away and blushes. “Y-yes?”

“What’s up?” She looks at the ceiling. “I mean, what’s going on with you tonight.”

She knew what you meant. You have explained that one several times already.

“N-Nothing, just eating…” She replies sheepishly.

“I don’t want to ruin your probably extremely complicated plan for the evening, but you haven’t said a word to me without prompting for a few minutes now. This isn’t like you.”

Her eyes go wide, and she quickly pulls a scroll from under the table and starts franticly crossing off things and muttering to herself.

“…Twi-force…” no response, “ …Twilight…” still nothing, “… TWILIGHT SPARKLE!” You do your best impression of the Royal Canterlot voice.

She lets out an ~EAP!~ and tosses the scroll behind her.

“~sigh~ Sorry, but I want to tell you something.”

“Y-Yes?” her eyes are darting between you and the surroundings like she is looking to run.

“Twi-force, I have a home and a job of my own. I made you a Pinky Promise, you are the first to know that Ponyville is officially my home.”

Silence follows, it seems to stretch on and on. But you said what you needed and now it’s her turn to say whatever she wanted.

“…I-I’m the first pony you told?... Not Luna, or any- anyone else?”

“Of course, I did promise.” You smile at her and she looks directly into your eyes, seemingly searching for something.

she smiles slightly, though not as wide as you had hoped.

“Anon, will you listen to what I have to say?” Twi-force, your best friend, asks you this with newfound determination in her voice and slight fear or sadness in her eyes. You are a little worried by that.

“O-Of course! You can tell me anything Twi-force.” You try to reassure her as much as yourself.

“Then listen to my story, please.”

Chapter 16: Story of The Twi-force

“Once upon a time, there was a unicorn. This unicorn had a particular talent for magic, yet it was the magic of friendship that she struggled to master the most. Because of this, her mentor sent her to a small town to make friends. There she made the greatest friends in her life!

She and her friends had many great adventures until one day, the unicorn had learned enough about the magic of friendship to earn wings! Therefore, the unicorn was no longer what she was before, she became an alicorn princess and ascended to a new tittle and responsibilities. It was difficult, sure, but with the help of her friends and even a new student, she was able to persevere. Eventually, the alicorn built a school and saved Equestria a few more times. Her student and friends taught other creatures to take their places at the school and they all retired back to other duties and jobs. Things were finally peaceful at long last. Even if flying and her tittle still felt weird to her.

However, one day, an old friend appeared at the alicorn’s castle with a strange creature. The creature was tall, green, and somewhat bashful about its nudity, though she was never certain why.

The creature was not a monster like she had first thought either. It, whom she soon learned was male, was intelligent! Somewhat frightfully so. He learned whatever she taught with amazing speed and taught just as much, if not more about his strange world of origin. She soon came to admire his intellect and quick wit.

After some time had past, and she and her fellow alicorns had exhausted all of their efforts, it was discovered that he was completely immune to magic, and they could not send him home.

This sadden the alicorn greatly, but part of her, a deep and dark part was actually kind of glad he would stay… she was disgusted at that part of her. That she would put her own happiness ahead of a friend’s, even for a moment, bore heavily on her mind.

Then the day she was dreading came. They had to tell him, her friend that he was not able to leave. That she and her friends could not send him back home.

He was told, and for a second, she thought her friend was dead! He had stopped breathing and stared blankly, unmoving!

Luckily, he started breathing again, and even talked as she clung to him. Her heart hurt. How, how could she have possibly thought at any point that forcing him to stay, even if she had no power to send him away was a good thing!?! She was a Bad Pony!

In this situation, where no pony would blame him for giving up and relying on the Princesses’ kindness for the rest of his life, he chose something unexpected. He chose to build a home for himself here if he couldn’t go to his old home.

She wanted him to stay with her forever, but she knew she had to support his strength. She agreed to him moving out of her home, to separate from her for his sake. It almost broke her heart.

But he was as clever as he was kind, and he made her a promise, that she would be told when he had finished his home. That was her lifeline and her greatest wish at that time.

Weeks past and he learned a special talent. One that had him touching her other friends and even some strangers.
It wasn’t long after that he used this talent to earn enough bits to build a house and she was overjoyed she was asked to help build his home, though she wished it was just the two of them to build it together.

This was when she started to feel something she hadn't in a long time, jealousy. She had dealt with jealousy for a friend’s time before. She had learned the lesson well, yet this felt different. It- it irritated her that he was looking at them and not her, it hurt her heart that he may choose to spend all his time with them and not her. She enjoyed spending time with all her friends true, but she had never felt like this before.

She decided to ask her mentor what these feelings may be about, and to her surprise, she was sent to her sister-in-law. She surmised it must be because she was adept to feelings as the Princess of Love. She was mistaken.

When she arrived, her sister-in-law hugged her, and she was happy to see her. She had a chat with her and too her dismay, her sister-in-law laughed at her when she said she did not know these emotions. It had no ill intent, yet it still didn’t feel good. Her sister-in-law apologized and had her think on her feelings for him.

Then she cast a spell and reflected the feelings she radiated back at herself. It felt warm and soothing, yet also exciting… “ Twi-force stops her story and looks back at you.

You look up at her and ask, “W-What was that feeling?” She giggles nervously.

“It was Love. Anon, I Love you!”

Chapter 17: What NOW?!?

Author's Note

*WARNING* Pony kisses

Chapter 17: What NOW?!?

Ok, think! Your best friend in this whole magical world just confessed that she loves you. What DO?!? Alright, stay calm, panicking is NOT helping your situation. You have to think!

You take a few breaths in and out, trying to slow your breathing, and calm your mind a bit.

How do you feel about Twi-force? Well, she’s smart, and kind and- and a different species!

No, calm down. Besides the fact she is a pony. How do you feel about her? Hmm, you do like her, in a certain sense she is great to hang out with. But can you have romantic feelings for, for a pony?!?

You mean, kids are out of the question, and can you have-have sex with them, w-with her. Are your genitals even compatible?

You look at Twi-force and she looks somewhat nervously at you. You can feel your cheeks warm with blood as you blush at the idea.

You try thinking about it in a different way, is it wrong to have a romantic relationship with her?

This time, you try to picture if she was a human stuck in a pony body. If you had met a woman, and fell in love, then she was transformed irreversibly into a pony, but maintained her intellect, her mind… Would you still love her?

“Yes…” Twi-force’s eyes go wide with disbelief at what she just heard. “I don’t know about more intimate things, but I know that I would be the luckiest person in the world if you would be my girl-um-marefriend.”

Twi-force starts to tear up and a smile spreads across her face. She teleports across the table and hugs you. You hug her right back.

“This is the best Hearts and Hooves Day ever!” She declares with joy, though slightly muffled in your shirt. So that’s why you have today off!

“Anon…”

“Yeah?”

“W-Will you kiss me?” you look down to your marefriend that you are currently hugging. She nuzzles her face up to look at you with pleading eyes.

You hesitate for a second, only a second, before you shrug and nod your head.

Not a moment after you nod and look down do you notice she has her eyes closed and her lips puckered. You are so going to hell for this. But hey, it might be pony hell. I hear they only lock you in a big cage there.

You lean in and kiss Twi-force on the lips. As your lips make contact you feel her warm breath through her nostrils, it kind of tickles your face.

You were surprised immediately by three things. The first, is that you don’t feel any of her facial hair rubbing against your face. You half expected it to feel like when your bearded Grandpa would kiss your cheek when you were little. The second is that if feels foreign. Not that you were expecting it to be like kissing a woman, but you ended up having to dip your head and turn up at a strange angle to make your lips align. And third, you were surprised with how good it felt. It’s not that Twi-force was necessarily experienced, you tell she was fumbling around too, but you felt this warmth in your chest that seemed to chase away the butterflies in your stomach.

As you slowly separate and take a panting breath you keep your eyes closed to saver the novel sensations. You hear Twi-force panting breaths.

“O- Huff- One, One more?” You nod and pucker your lips again then move in. As soon as you make contact, she presses forward, and you feel her tongue pressing on your teeth.

Ok, fuck it! You open your teeth to let her tongue through but also, to her apparent surprise, you slip your tongue into her mouth. She lets out a small gasp into your mouth but lets it happen.

Now, your tongues are intertwined. At first it seems she took it as a competition, she was wrong. You gently but firmly begin caressing her tongue with your own. After a few seconds of massaging her tongue in your mouth, and you feel the need for air burn in your chest, you slowly retract your tongue and retreat your lips from hers.

You open your eyes slowly as you catch your breath.

There, you see the mare you fell for gasping and holding a hoof to her now moistened lips. She smiles as she regains her breath, and slowly opens her eyes. “Tongue massage?” She asks between heavy breaths, “Yeah, were the nights practicing on tongue training worth it?”

You look into her eyes as she giggles slightly, you swear her pupils are heart shaped. Fucking magic! That’s too cute!

Chapter 18: Self-Control

“Twi…Twi-force… Huff… I-I think we should finish our meal…”

Twi-force blinks a few times while catching her breath. “Ye-Yes, I think that – huoo- would be a good idea.”

As she calms down, you notice that her pupils are no longer full heart shapes. However, as she smiles up at you, you can see that the reflections of light in her eyes are still little hearts.

The rest of the meal is a lot less exciting, but every time you look up or share a mutual laugh there is a warm feeling in your chest that makes you content to just enjoy this time together.

You both put a valiant dent in the meal, however, there was still 2/3 left uneaten so you are given several to go bags that Twi-force teleports into your icebox at home before you go.

Twi-force insists on walking you to your door as she could not teleport you home.

As the crisp night’s air envelops you both under Luna’s Moon, you gently place your hand on Twi-force’s withers and look down to note her approvingly nuzzle into your palm. Your walk home is filled with a pleasant silence as you admire the surroundings and Twi-force respectively.

As your house enters your view, “So, Twi-force… Mind if I kiss you goodnight?”

You feel a jolt of tension flash through Twi-force’s body through your palm, then her body feels warmer and vibrates rhythmically. Worried you did something wrong you look down only to find your marefriend stifling laughter.

Twi-force wipes away a tear, “…Phtttpahaha~ I was trying the whole walk here to think of the best way to ask for another kiss a-and you just come out and ask me instead… hahaha…”, Her laugh is contagious, and you soon find yourself laughing along… that’s so like her.

In front of your stoop you kneel to be as close to eye level as you can. You look your marefriend in the eyes and she looks back. Without a word she closes her eyes and turns her head up slightly. You move in as you had done before, but now with enough confidence to close your eyes.

The world is still, the chill in the air is gone, and all your senses focus on your lips. This time, you both are taking your time. It’s not as aggressive, not as passionate in the conventional sense as your other kisses. Yet, you feel that this warmth, this love you both clearly feel is gently and firmly shared in that moment.

As you hesitantly separate, you feel some of that warmth, lingering within you.

“Whewph~… goodnight…” You say as you catch your breath.

Twi-force, for her part, merely giggles slightly and waves goodbye before trying to take a shaky step with hearts in her eyes. She fails to take her eyes off you and almost falls over. Then, she shakes her head and gives an embarrassing laugh before teleporting away with a pop.

A few seconds of laughing at your marefriend’s antics and you decide to go inside.

After checking to see that the icebox was indeed full of leftovers, you smile and go take a shower. When you get out and go up to your bed in the loft you notice a scroll on your pillow.

“To the bestest Coltfriend in the whole of Equestria,

Thank you for the amazing Hearts and Hooves Day! I will cherish it forever!

Love, Your Marefriend,

Twi-force Sparkle

XOXOXO

Chapter 19: The Reveal

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Chapter 20: The Big Problem (Clop)

Author's Note

*WARNING* Human on Pony Porn

---Skip this chapter if you don’t want to read it---

PS: This chapter will likely feel extra short and somewhat frustrating. This is by design. Skip if you get frustrated easily or get sympathy discomfort

Chapter 20: The Big Problem (Clop)

“Would you.. Would you like to make our relationship, more official?”

It’s been two months, and five dates since you became an official couple. You can tell Twi has been holding back for your sake. Although, you have made out, you had been hesitant to go further. You still hesitated slightly, but after you had chewed on the idea for so long, you had decided to follow your heart and physically express your love… as soon as she asked next.

You look into the pleading eyes of your soon to be lover, hesitating for only a second to make sure this wasn’t a dream. No cheeseburger appeared, so this is real.

“As you wish, MY little pony.” You add emphasis to the ‘MY’ to make sure she knows you have claimed her.

“Thank you, MY Large Human.” She responds in kind and you loose self control.

You pick her up and carry her to her bedroom like the Princess she is. She jumped at your sudden embrace but does not resist as you ascend the stairs to her room.

Suddenly, an idea comes to mind, and as you near the bed, you look down at your mare with a devious smile. She shrinks back a little bit at that, and her blush intensifies.

“You wanted to see it grow, right?” Twi-force looks up at you with slight confusion. That confusion fades quickly as you lay her on the bed belly up and start undoing your pants.

After you get your semi-erect penis out of your pants and finish disrobing, you walk up to the now stunned Twilight.

She stares at your member, at it’s slight throbbing with your heart beat her eyes bob with it.

“Twi, tell me what you want.” You give a quiet, yet firm order to your lover. Her response is to rub her thighs together, “Y-you know what I want.”, “Yes,” you muse, “But I want to hear you say it.”

“I-I love you Anon!”

“I love you too. Now, say it if you want it.” You close your eyes and focus on her voice.

“N-No fair…P-Please!”

“Please, what?”

“P-Please buck my Princess pussy! Buck me Anon!”

You grin and look down at your newly engorged member, “As you wish, MY PRINCESS!”

You slap your hard cock on your lover’s belly and move her dress out of the way with your left hand. Then you rub the glans of your penis across each of her erect nipples, conveniently located near her soaked entrance.

Her mounds of flesh that guard her treasure open and reveal her tight pussy and a small nub pops out for just a second. She just winked at you and you are all smiles.

You line up with your prize, ready to claim her.

“P-Please be gentile? I-It’s my first time…”

You nod, confirming you hear her request. You slowly begin to push forward, taking the time to savor the feeling of every fold and moment of her virginity. To your surprise, there was no blood. You had been told that virgins usually bleed when they have sex. Though that was in your old world and you honestly think you have never had sex with a virgin, so what do you know?

“~Ah-Huaa~ T-to ~AHhhh-AH!~ BIG!” Her scream and the tightening of her already constricting vaginal walls snap you out of your thoughts.

Twilight’s head is thrown back and her eyes are rolled in the back of her head as she convulses.

Did… did she just cum? You thought you were average for a human, just over 6 inches, and it’s only been like 15 seconds. Hmm, guess she actually was a virgin.

Through rapid breaths and you stopping your advance, she manages to regain some composure as her orgasm fades. She looks into your eyes with a smile then looks down at your union. She looks surprised then looks back and forth a few times between your erection and eyes.

“Y-You didn’t cum?” You raise and eyebrow at that. Oh, you get it, she’s joking. You laugh a small bit and slowly restart your advance. “Wait, W-Whoa there big fella.” You stop and look at Twi-force again. “What?” “What do you mean ‘what’? I asked why you didn’t c-cum yet?”

“Ok, this joke is going to far. I appreciate you stroking my ego and all, but I really want to get this really started.”

“S-STARTED?!? Anon, Sweetheart, please just tell me, why didn’t you cum? Did-did it not feel good?”

Somethings up, and not just your erection. You slowly pull out and look at Twi-force in the eyes again. She is staring at your penis and almost looks like she is going to cry.

“Twi, Princess, it’s only been like 30 seconds. I’ve been pent up for a long time, but even then, the fastest I can shoot is 5 minutes on a bad day. Didn’t you know men last that long?”

She is looking at you in disbelief. “Y-Your, not lying, are you…?” She says with sweat now running down her brow.

“Of course not! I love you Twi! I wouldn’t lie to you, especially about something you can easily test!” You take a deep breath to calm down. “Ok, assuming this is a species difference thing, how long to pony males last on average.”

Twi-force looks at you, then rubs her front hooves together awkwardly. “I-I only know what I read in books, b-but 10 to 15 seconds, on a good day.”

You can feel your jaw hanging open.

“You said f-five minutes when b-backed up. What is your average?” She tilts her head slightly as she waits for your reply. You help her sit up on the bed, you realize that this isn’t happening like you want it too. You take a slow, deep breath and release it as a sigh to help release some of your built-up frustration from the blue balling you are obviously going through.

“8 to 12 minutes… 30 if I already came that day and try my best to hold it in.”

Twi-force nods her head, then it seems to hit her what you just said. Her face goes flush and it looks like you knocked a screw loose as she starts to laugh while one eye twitches uncontrollably.

“Anon! How in Tartarus am I supposed to withstand getting bucked like that for 30 bucking minutes?!?”

“I don’t know. But I cannot let you take the risk. We have no idea how fucking you even 5 minutes would affect you, let alone 12 or 30. Even if we both wanted it, I cannot hurt the one I love.”

Twi-force walks over to you on the bed with still shaking limbs then plops down beside you.

“Then how are we going to take care of that?” She questions as she nuzzles into your side.

“I-I’ll go home and take care of it.”

“What if I…” she says as she tries desperately to wrap your dick in a magical glow shaped like vagina and slips it over your dick up and down.

“I appreciate the thought, but I don’t even feel that.”

“O-Oh, right… sorry…”

You see how much she wants to help you, but you care too much for her safety to try anything more, direct. So, you lift up her chin, kiss her on the lips, get up and start to put on your pants over your now painful boner.

“I still Love you Twi-force. I’ll see you around, okay?” She nods sheepishly.

“I Love you too Anon. I’ll keep thinking, after I can think straight again.”

“Hehe, I look forward to it.” You blow her one last kiss, then put on your shirt and leave.

Chapter 21: Your Love Problem, Solved?

It has been several weeks since you first got intimate with Twi. You have tried several strategies so you both can be satisfied. Unfortunately, they all failed.

Now, after your latest attempt, you found out that even your sent while pleasuring yourself is enough to get your marefriend to climax, and as soon as you touch her intimately after that she is so sensitive she goes into a string of climaxes and loses consciousness. Something about empathic mumbo jumbo, you just chucked it under the ‘It’s Magic’ label and stopped trying to understand why, just knowing it happened is enough.

She has been working on her endurance, but her limit so far is four times before passing out. Additionally, you are under a strict, masturbation ban to try to reduce your endurance for sex only.

After you are done washing up in the bathroom, with cold water, Twi-force is waiting on the bed with a worried expression.

“I-I think we should talk…”

Oh, FUCK! NO! Not ‘THE TALK’!!!

Twi-force lifts and eyebrow at your likely paling complexion.

“What are you so afraid of? I just what to try and find a solution for our issue.”

You narrow your eyes. “So, you’re not breaking up with me?”

“WHAT?!? CELESTIA NO!!!!” She used the royal Canterlot voice and the crystalline windows shake. You sigh in relief.

“Sorry, had to be sure. The, ‘We need to talk’ line usually starts break up conversations in my world.”

“N-Noted.” Literally, she took a note.

“So, what did you actually want to talk about?”

“~Gulp~ S-So, you know how we have been trying to make it so we are both satisfied?” You nod, “Well, I really am trying my best; but at my current rate of improvement, I calculate my limit is likely 2 minutes tops. That would be in my peak condition and after using a numbing agent before.”

“…OK…”

“Therefore, to ensure that you can also feel satisfied, I propose we form a herd.”

She brought out a chart of her performance and estimated limit halfway through. She even used a pointer, it’s adorkable!

“Anon, what do you think?”

“Before I judge, mind explaining exactly what you mean by, ‘herd’, please.”

“Oh, OH! Right! S-Sorry Honey, a heard is where one desirable stallion has a group of mares that he bucks. In Equestria there are many mares to few stallions; so, if most mares want to have foals with the father still being around to help, they have to share.”

“So, a haram?”

“No, usually harams are a group of stallions literally owned by one powerful mare. That usually does not happen unless it is an oppressive dictatorship.”

“Then, if I understand you Twi-force, you want me to fuck other mares?”

Her face goes blistering red. “W-Well, I wouldn’t say I w-want to watch you bucking other mares so hard they can’t walk straight…”

“You don’t want to watch?”

“I NEVER… said…” She trails off and starts making little circles on the mattress with her front hoof.

“~Hehehe~ I get it, I get it.” She puffs out her cheeks.

“As I was saying! We would form a herd of mares we both like and can trust then make it official. That way, you can be fully satisfied, and I won’t kill my jaw trying to match your amazing stamina.”

“Hmm… Suppose I agree to this. How would that work? Do we have set days I fuck the other mare as well?”

“Other ‘Mare’? As in one more?!? No Anon, for this to work, we will need At Least five other mares with trained endurances, if we want to stand a chance. Honestly, if you want sex daily, we will start to have to think about complex break day schedules. I’m a Princess and even then; it would likely break me if I tried to mate with you daily. With your stamina, I can tell that you can likely do it every day. Maybe even several times a day. If we want you fully satisfied sexually, then we may be talking in the double digits.”

You just sit there, jaw dropped. Here he was, listening to his marefriend, having been asked to have at least FIVE other females, MINIMUM! DOSE NOT COMPUTE! What is the catch?!?

“What would I need to do? What do I have to allow YOU to do, for this to happen?” You narrow your eyes to look deep into your mate’s very soul. Searching for the reason you shouldn’t agree. After all, if something sounds too good, it likely is.

“You would need to make a list of mares, or I suppose any sentient females you may be interested in. I will also make a list, and we will go over them. If one of us rejects somepony, they cannot be a part of the herd. With that, we will have to send invitations for interviews and if those go well, dates. If we still like them, then we may offer them to join our herd. If more members are needed after that, we may need to have an open invitational meet and greet interview.”

“So, I can say no, and I will be the only male? You aren’t trying to make a lesbian herd on me, are you?”

Twi-forces raises an eyebrow, “What’s a ‘lesbian’?”, a new word for here. “A female that only wants to have sex with other females.” You explain in a matter-of-fact way. “Oh, um, no. I’m not trying to make one of those. Honestly Anon, you should give yourself more credit. Just because you don’t get off, doesn’t mean I don’t. Do you know how hard and how may times I’ve…” she pauses as her wings extend and a shiver visibly travels down her spine. “… Just thinking about it gets me riled up! That’s why it is so important to me that you also can feel this good! I love you Anon!”

You were being stupid. This is Twi-force you were talking about, the love of your life and the most caring being you have ever laid eyes on. You move in and kiss her passionately on the lips. “Thanks Twi-force. I love you too… let’s do it.” “Attempt number 3 or the heard?” you laugh, “Both!”

Chapter 22: Start Building Your List

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Chapter 23: Bro Wants Too Know

After Jacks heads back to her stand you take the time to add her name to “The List” scroll Twi-force gave you.

“What ya doing Bro?” You hear blurt out from behind you. Quickly you roll up the scroll, take a deep breath and turn around to see Rain-Bro. “Not much, you?”

“Hmm,” She narrows her eyes then shrugs, “just flying around. Seen Jacks come out of an ally with my Bro traveling behind. Anything I need to keep quit to Twilight about?”

“Nope, just a friendly talk.” She rolls her eyes. “Mhmm, not the kind of ‘friendly talk’ where you buck her brains out? Right… Come on, details Bro! Was she tight?”

“Not what happened Rain-Bro! Being for real here.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure! But you know? I could smell how excided she was after... No need to lie to me, BRO!”

You blink a few times and Rain-Bro seems hurt. “I did not have sex with her, she was telling me to not eat apples in front of her as it was turning her on.”

Rain-Bro stood there for a few seconds, then her jaw dropped. “I-I-I need to go buy some apples!”

Before she could zoom off, you grab her by the tip of her wing muscles and twist.

“OW! Owowowowow, WHY?!?”

“You just accused me of having sex with one of Twi-forces best friends behind her back and you expect me to forgive you without an apology!?! To put it in terms you will understand, BUCK THAT! Now, explain why I shouldn’t make you fly crooked for a week! BRO!”

“S-Sorry! I-I just wasn’t thinking straight, okay? When I saw Her going out of the alley, and it smelt like, like… I just lost my cool, so, sorry…”

“’Her’? You weren’t upset about thinking I was cheating… you were upset about who you THOUGHT I was cheating with!” Her face goes pale.

“N-No, I wasn’t…”

“NOW who’s lying? You have a thing for Jacks, don’t you!?!”

“O-Okay! Fine, I love AJ, happy!?!”

“R-Really?”

Rain-Bro pulls her wing back from your now looser grip. “~sigh~ …yeah…”

“Since when?”

“Since the first time she beat me. She was so strong, so fast, so confident, so sweaty, so, so SEXY! …I didn’t even know I liked mares like that until her. Sure, I experimented here or there, but I had a coltfriend at the time. I didn’t understand that despite sex feeling good; I never really liked him for him. He was a good flyer, and a good friend, but when I had to talk about relationship stuff, or a family, or even look at him during, I just, wasn’t that into it.

I broke up with him soon after. Poor stallion cried his eyes out. ~sigh~ He was always so Marely for the most part, but when emotions were involved, well, he was still a stallion about it.

After that, I started to try to get to know AJ better, but I found out she only liked stallions. In particular, her strong, well muscled brother. So, I started working out. Tried to get even more fit and win against AJ more, thought that maybe, just maybe, I could turn her… That was dumb of me.

Then, I found out about you Anon. Now, don’t take this the wrong way, but you are the Marely-est stallion I have ever met! You seem to be the epitome of what you described as a ‘Bro’. I-I don’t want to scare you or anything, but I think that ‘Bro’s are pretty Hot! It’s like you’re a mare, but with a dick! I thought, you were exactly who I needed to forget about AJ. You may even be interested in me, for me!

But by the time I realized how I felt, I was too late. You hooked up with Twi and became her coltfriend. It wasn’t fare! I want a Marely partner; I don’t care if they need a strap-on to buck me or have a dick! I want some-creature who loves me for me, who won't back down from roughhousing; who I don't need to have foal gloves on to talk about how I feel without hurting their feelings. I want some-creature who I can trust my back too, who I can really make love too without hurting them! Anon, I really wanted that to be you!"

"... Rainbow, I..."

"Yet...I'm too late... I'm the fastest flyer in the world, but I was too slow to realize...

To make it all worse, as I was just trying to get over you.... hating myself for wanting you to break up with Twi, my good friend, I smell Aj’s aroused scent at full blast over Ponyville. I follow it, and I see both of you coming out of a secluded place with AJ smelling like she just got rutted with how thick her arousal was. I lost it! The worst thing I could imagine, both of you together, without me. Never having another chance or even hope of being with at least one of you! I knew that if you two, as great as you both are, became a couple. You would never break up! Your both so awesome that you would never need anypony else! You would be the Ultimate power cupule and I would be alone for ever... or stuck with Gilda!”

After pouring her heart out too you, Rain-Bro scrunched her mussel as she held back some tears and shook her head. “I-I gotta go!"

She dodges your attempts to hold her back, and this time manages to fly, way before you could stop her.

Just great, now you have two confessions too think about today… Fuck Monday Mornings! You sigh and go back home to drop off your groceries before heading to work.

After Work:

“…So, Rainbow Dash has a crush on you and Apple Jack? Plus, they both confessed to you their feelings before leaving?” You nod.

“~Sigh~ Ok, we can work with this… but this is going to take some consideration. We should take our time to get to know all of the creatures we maybe interested in a little better before making our choices. Especially with friends like Rainbow. She can act tough, but these are delicate issues, and she could really be hurt if this is handled poorly. Sex is one thing, but love is an immensely powerful source of magic here, so let’s take this slow.”

“I agree, though, I guess I am still affected by one of the magics here.” You snuggle up closer to Twi.

“I’m glad it’s that one.” She leans into your embrace.

Twi leans in and kisses you tenderly. Soon, you can feel the frog of her hoof gently massage your inner thigh.

“Just remember, three tries and I’m done. I have to help Fluttershy tomorrow and I need to be able to wake up before noon and walk.” She smiles as she puts her front hooves on the table. “I’ve been a bad little pony Mister Anon! Isn’t there ANYTHING I can do to avoid detention?!?” You feel love and lust well up inside you for your marefriend

Chapter 24: Two Questions

Author's Note

This chapter is a bit sappy ... Enjoy :twilightsheepish:

Chapter 24: Two Questions

You’re lying on your back; you open your eyes groggily as a familiar grape vine and lilac scent wafts into your nose. Your fireplace’s warm glow tickles at your adjusting eyes as the gentle hum of soft breaths on your chest fills you with a warm feeling. Twilight is curled into a crescent on your side with her forelimb and wing wrapped around your chest just under the thick blanket that blocks the night’s chill.

It seems your slight jostling as you came too also roused your lover. As Twi slowly starts to flutter her eyes open a few times then softly smiles up at you, “Good moning…” she slightly slurs her words while snuggling back into your chest.

“Good morning Twi, did you sleep well?”

Twi-Force puts a subtle amount of strength in her wing, to hug you tighter, as she yawns drowsily.

“Yeah~~ Luna gave me a wonderful dream last night… How about you.”

“I slept well too. But we can discuss that later. I’m thinking… 15 minutes more snuggling, shower, then…. Pancakes with hash-browns, sound good?”

“Yeah, especially the snuggling part… Love you.”

“Love you too” you say while hugging her as she tries to wiggle deeper into your embrace.

After you finish making breakfast, Twi walks back from the shower near the hot spring with a towel around her withers. You take note that she is especially fluffy but make sure to not bring it up again. You do love teasing her, but you don’t want the food to get cold.

After you finish your meal and enjoy watching Twi enjoy her portion, you take a deep breath.

“Hey Twi, mind if I ask two questions?”

“Of course, what is up?”

You feign ignorance as you look at the roof. “Besides that…” you point up, “ … ~hehe~, I was having my bi-weekly scheduled dream training with Luna and, well… she expressed being jealous of you. Specifically, ‘I wish I too may someday be graced with the affections of one such as master.’ It took everything I had to not project an image of me fucking you with her watching enviously.”

“C-AH ~COUGH~ Wha- ~Hack~”

“Whoa! Drink some water!!!”

You quickly rush over to her side and pat her back gently while offering her a glass of water.

“~Glug, glug, sigh~ Ahem, ~sigh~”

After a brief glare, her face softened.. “Please wait until I’m done drinking next time.”

“Sorry honey, you ok?”

“Yeah.” She cast a spell on herself and she looked better.

“Are you interested?”

“Hmm, hard to say? I don’t know her out of the context of either a ruler of Equestria or a student. I know she may have expressed desire to have someone like me; but I also don’t want to take advantage of my role as her teacher either. It’s complicated.”

“It sure is…” she says with a wry smile on her face. “Still, I think you should try to spend more personal time with Luna, and Celestia for that matter.”

“Wh-Why Celestia too? Won’t that make things more awkward?”

“Most assuredly. However, Celestia, even before you came here had expressed desire for a more intimate relationship with some-creature who did not see her for only a title. She confided this in me soon after a gained my wings, yet now I may possibly provide that for her. That is, if you would not mind. If you are against her joining the herd, then that is the end of that.”

“I’ll consider it… Ok, so what do you think about possibly adding Luna to the list?”

“I’m fine with it. If she genuinely shows interest, I think she would make a fine addition. She is a good pony who is usually too hard on herself for her own good.”

“Yeah, makes sense. I’ll ask her next time if she wants to get to know each other better. So, we can better tell if it will likely work out.”

“Agreed.” She has the cutest smile on!

“As for my second question, what do you think about inviting Zecora to the herd first?”

“~Fuuh~ I was wondering when you were going to finally ask. ~hehe~”

“That obvious?”

Your only response is a wry smile and another sip of water. Clever mare!

After she gently places down her cup she answers with a smile, “How about this afternoon?”

“…”

That afternoon you are dressed up in your favorite shirt and pants with a new belt you got at Rares’ place.

You have walked this path so many times since coming to this world that it is muscle memory by now. At first it was to try and help Zecora with chores as a thank you for the save, then it was to learn to fight and survive in the Everfree. Most recently, it was to start learning potions that could help Twi-Force if she had to fight a big baddy again. Still, the more you spent time with Zecora, the more she shared stories of her old life or about herself, the more you came to admire her.
Some of those feelings, may have become stronger than just admiration. That was why you confessed your feelings for Zecora to Twi. At that point, it was little more than the start of infatuation, but you love Twi-Force and would never willingly hurt her. If she was against you seeing Zecora alone anymore, you were prepared to stop coming here. Even if you had just started dating Twi.

However, to your surprise, Twi encouraged you to see her more. Perhaps, even then, she was prepared to add her to any potential herd.

As you think this and look down at your lover, your chest fills with admiration, warmth and love. Without even looking up, Twi nuzzles into your side as you walk forward into the woods.

Chapter 25: Your Confession

“Zecora, are you in?”

“I shall soon be there, do not move a hair.”

“Good morning fair Anon and Twilight. Come in as I start a fire alight.”

You both thank her and move into the living room before taking the offered cushions to sit.

After she gets a fire going in her fireplace, “Tis a pleasure, but pray, what brings you here today?”

You look over to Twi who nods and places a hoof on your leg for support. You take a deep breath to help calm your nerves and place your hand on her hoof, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Zecora, I have greatly appreciated our time together. When I was a stranger, you saved me, gave me a place to stay and water to drink. You helped me find my way in this world because you are a good zebra, not because you had too. You are strong and kind. You work hard and make living in the Everfree seem as natural as breathing. Yet despite all the difficulties you face, you still find time to help not only me but any other that you can. Even if some brought it on themselves.

Your strength and wisdom, your generosity and kindness, your adaptability and perseverance… these are just some of the reasons, that I like you Zecora. No, like is too weak a word. Zecora, I love you!”

You see her face go red as her fur starts to stand on end in a wave that travels up her spine. Her eyes are wide, and she gulps.

Is it fear, excitement, rejection… NO! CALM DOWN! … wait for her to say what she wants.

After what seemed like eternity, “… I am happy to see, that Twilight seems to agree. But for me to join a herd, I must have your word. I must have a foal, to complete an important role. For my family’s traditions, you see, must not end with me.”

“A-A foal? Like a baby?!? I-I mean… maybe we could adopt?” You look at Twi who tilts her head inquisitively.

“Though you are fine, if you are impotent, I must sadly decline…”

“I’M NOT IMPOTANT!... ~Ahem~… I mean, I am NOT impotent.”

“I-I had thought we were trying to make foals with the herd… do you not like babies Anon?” Twi-Force looks sad and worried.

“W-Wait, wait, wait a second! Breath in, breath out… Ok, so, where I come from… even if my memories are somewhat fuzzy... I thought it was impossible for different species to have children together. I-Is that not the same here?”

“Huh, weird… All sentient creatures in Equis can interbreed if their genitals are compatible. Though they mostly take on the kind of the mother. Ponies mothers make ponies, Griffon mothers make griffons, changelings make more changelings, etc. Even if I were to breed with a dragon, the foal would still be a pony, or even an alicorn. Understand?”

“H-How?”

Both Zecora and Twilight look at each other and smile before replying, “’Magic!’”

You feel your face pale… “Then, what about me…?” You nearly whisper.

“I was worried about that too, but it should be fine.”

“H-How can you be so sure!?! What if I cannot provide what Zecora, or even you want!?!”

Suddenly you are embraced by both Twi and Zecora. You feel your cheeks redden, and you are so confused and afraid. But the warmth in your chest starts to spread and banish the fear. As they hug and shush you, you hear Twi-Force, “I would never leave you, I love you no matter what!”

“Be not afraid, it is clear, my price can be paid.”

You look down at them and wrap your arms around them both, “Thank you… Sorry, I panicked.”

“We understand. It is scary to think you may lose those you love. Especially if you think there is nothing you can do.”

After a few more moments of hugging, you loosen your grip and they gently sit down beside you and slide their cushions closer.

“We know, Anon, because it is obvious that you care for us both deeply. Unlike same species relationships, interspecies relations may only produce offspring if there is love. This is because a pony and pony may share genetic material and the love may augment that.

However, if the genetics are not compatible, a mother may still take in the intense burst of love released into her body while the male orgasms. She ovulates and that love is mixed with her own. This is what makes the child have characteristics of both parents but tend to be most similar to the mother physically…

Judging from your blank stare, I’m guessing that this is not making much sense. ~sigh~ Ok, when a male and a female love each other very much, and have sex, they can have a child regardless of species. This is literal in this world Anon.”

“What?!? Really!” Even if you see Zecora giggling at you, you cannot stop your mouth from hanging open.

“Y-Yes! A-And Judging from Princess Cadence’s reaction when you met… you should be VERY compatible, romantically speaking…”

“I’ll give you all the foals you want, you glorious nerd-pony you!” You are spinning around Twi in your arms in excitement! You are going to be the BEST role-model ever!

Chapter 26: A Unique Request

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Chapter 27: ‘Medical Procedure’ <Warning: Adult>

Author's Note

Chapter 27: ‘Medical Procedure’

You take a bit longer than needed to get the buckets so you can take a few more calming breaths and steel your heart for the upcoming ‘Medical Procedure.’

As you enter the room you see a pair of breasts larger than your head but covered in a thin layer of reddish fur at eye level.

Calm down… She just took her shirt off for the … ‘Medical Procedure.’

“Are you able to lay on your chest or is that too uncomfortable at the moment?” You ask while trying to keep a calm voice.

“I cannot, it would hurt.”

“A-Alright. I will apply the heated oil, but first I must ask it this in intended to be consumed? Some of the oils are not meant for consumption or have an unusual flavor to them.”

“It would be good to gift my life water, but if that is difficult or bad in taste then so be it.”

“I’ll use vegetable oil to not alter the safety for consumption. After the milk is released, I will clean you and use soothing oils and pressure points to reduce soreness. Is that ok?”

“Y-Yes?” she stairs up at you with wide eyes, “…Forgive! I mean not to stair, Rrrum, I meant no harm. I was surprised at how professional you are… T-That came out wrong!”

“Hehe, it’s fine. I can tell you are nervous, but it’s literally part of my job to help my clients relax. Now, may I start?”

“Yes, P-Please!”

You roll up your sort sleeves and tie the strings, so they stay in place. You gently guide Bruna to the massage table then go to re-wash your hands and the buckets to make this as sanitary as it can be.

Damit Anon, you are a professional, for Twi’s sake! Breath in aaand out…

You open your eyes and put on the most comforting smile you can muster.

“Alright Bruna, I will start with a seated massage of your back muscles to relieve some tension and I will need you to relax the best you can while I massage. When I give simple instructions, I want you to do your best to do them. But if any request or thing I do makes you at all uncomfortable I want you to let me know so I can stop. Do you understand?” After you see her nod her head, “… Ok good. I will now start applying the warmed oil.”

You lather your hands in warmed vegetable oil and limber up your fingers. “I am going to start the massage.” Bruna nods again. From your position behind her, it is hard to see her expression clearly so you hope she will honestly tell you if something hurts.

You start to rhythmically need as you spread the oils around her back and shoulders. At first you were worried that the oils that failed to sink in would drip down to her skirt, but you remembered she was not wearing anything on her bottom half when you looked down to see her large rear covered in thicker fur and a small tail swishing back and forth.

This gave you paws until you remembered again that you were practically the only creature around who was not mostly naked all the time. Your nerves and Bruna’s more humanoid appearance must really be getting to you.

With the base layer on the back, you start to apply more pressure to the massage. You trace along the major muscle groups and tease at the areas that cover important pressure points.

Despite the shape, the muscles feel like pony massages and this calms your racing heart a bit. The more you think about it the more this reminds you surprisingly on massaging the well-toned Jacks. As your dexterous appendages get into your rhythm, and knead flesh like usual, you get more and more comfortable. You get the occasional grunt or sigh from Bruna but n complaints as of yet.

You ask her to breath in and out as appropriate until you have relaxed all the tensed back muscle groups.

“I’m going to start with the milk letting pressure points, then I will massage your breasts to help the milk come out. Is that ok?” You see her nod, “Are you ready?” another nod, “Then big breath in and slow breath out.” You apply pressure to the left milk relieving point. “On the count of three, hold the bucket beside you in front of your left nipple to collect the milk.”

Bruna’s trembling hand picks up a bucket and places it in front of herself. You start to circle the point that controls nipple relaxation for the left breast. “One. Two. Three. Then big breath in and slow breath out.” As Bruna exhales you activate the point and hear ~tink, tink~ as milk starts to drip from Bruna’s engorged left breast into the bucket.

“I’m going to have to get closer to massage your-“

“YEESS, PLEASE!!!”

That startled you but she must really need the milk out. You redouble your efforts. You apply more warm oils to your hands and gently massage her chest muscles to let even more tension release. You start to hear a small constant stream of milk. Now for the main event! You slide your lubricated hands into the malleable mound of Bruna’s left beast.

With both hands you feel your hands sink into her soft flesh only be resisted by a springiness you had not expected. Deeper in the breast there were several areas like over filled balloons of warm liquid. As you apply gentile pressure to these areas you hear Bruna cry out, “Ahnn! There! Sooo, FULL!” As the stream of milk intensifies until you stop applying pressure to let her rest. “P-Please! Cannot keep! Take… it all!”

You resolve yourself to finish this quickly. You rub your hands together to warm them up more. You grasp Bruna’s left nipple with your left hand between your thumb and index fingers to stimulate the area to open more while the rest of your fingers rhythmically massage waves towards the nipple. With your free hand you massage the deeper glands holding the milk.

“Umph, yes! Good child! Feed of the life water and be STROOOOOOONNG!” Bruna let out the last call closer to a moo than a word. You feel a give, as the muscles near Bruna’s breast relax even further and the stream intensities into high powered spurts of milk.

Not even a minute passes and the first bucket is almost ready to overflow. Before you say a word Bruna simply changes the bucket and starts to hum a quiet melody you don’t know. The deep serenade is calming but you don’t quite know why.

After a third of the second bucket fills and her left breast is smaller by a considerable amount; Bruna simply switches the bucket’s sides after she stops dripping and keeps humming.

You repeat the procedure on her left side and milk flows well again. As the second bucket fills and almost overfills Bruna whispers, “… don’t mind it…” and lets her milk spray onto the floor and into the drain… such a waist.

After she is finally out of milk she stops humming and places the buckets on the ground.

“Thank you… I really needed that. Hhaaa…”

“Glad to hear! Now if you are able to fit your chest through this slit that was designed for pegasi, I want to finish with the back massage.”

Bruna gives a warm smile, “Thank you, that would be lovely.”

“In total, it took me a hole hour to finish that massage, but it was worth it to know I helped somebody feel better!”

“T-Tis is G-great to hear! I am…~ Uha~… Proud my D-Dear!”

“Thanks, Zecora! And thanks again for letting me practice breast massage on you first!”

“This will N-Noot Dooo! I should be t-Thanking you!”

“Non-sense, I love you both and I really appreciate your help.”

You are sitting at your kitchen table. You look down from your hands that are massaging Zecora’s nipples as you feel a twitch as some teeth scrape the top of your cock slightly.

“Av WrgT!”

“Twi.. H-honey! Pease don’t talk with my dick in your m-mouth. You already got me bleeding last w-week when you tried that last week and orgasmed at the same t-ime…”

“~POP~ I said I was sorry!”

“I love you and don’t want you to feel sorry… I just don’t want you biting my dick.”

“~hehe, ok… Love you both.”

“Love you too. Now back to pleasing my mares!”

You energetically start licking Zecora’s nipples as Twi savers your dick. It all feels great and you are happy… to bad it will likely only last another 30 to 40 seconds.

Chapter 28: Dangerous Dream Lesson

“Alright Luna, show me what you have learned so far.”

“Yes!”

Luna sits on the ground of the giant training mat you manifested taking a quiz.

You see a gray ball appear and change into and orange. Then it slowly morphs into an apple, then it holds that shape. As you watch on you note strong concentration on Luna’s face as she focuses with her eyes shut.

Slowly the apple gains more details and starts to smell like an apple. A crude apple tree pops up near you both, but soon disappears. As does the worm that grew out of the apple. She still needs focus training but at least she is correcting her mistakes.

After several minutes it is done and falls to the mat. Good, she remembered gravity.

Luna peaks open a half-lidded eye as she pants. You walk over, pick up the apple and toss it up and down. A little on the heavy side, but acceptable. Smells right, feels about right, and you take a large bite without hesitation. After chewing, for a little while you swallow and hear a coinciding gulp from Luna’s direction.

“Image great, transformation is complete, manifestation… slower but ok, taste and feel are good…. Hmm, B+. Just work on the concentration and you’ll be fin-….”

You look over to see Luna with a huge smile on her face!

“Does this mean I can get started on the ‘Next Level’?!?”

“Yeah,” you chuckle a little, “I suppose it does.”

Luna clears her throat and tries to put on a stern expression but her tail wags like a puppy’s.

“I am ready Teacher.”

“Luna, this is an extremely dangerous skill I am about to teach you. We have been working on solid transformation and manifestations for a reason. Have you been meditating your sense of self like I had taught you?”

“Yes Teacher! I have done so daily!”

“Tonight, I will start teaching one of the most dangerous things that I know how to do. I learned this skill out of necessity. I don’t remember my original name, I don’t know if this is what I looked like before coming here, I don’t remember learning this skill, I don’t even remember if I was originally male or female… But I do know one important thing. I am ‘ME’.”

“My body is me but not ‘ME’. I am more than my body. Some call it a ‘soul’, a ‘mind’, an ‘ego’… But I don’t care for other labels or what you wish to call it. I know that even if all my memories are gone, if my body disappeared… none of that will stop ‘ME’ from existing.

Having this sense of ‘ME’ is fundamentally important for self-transformations. It is the anchor that keeps you from loosing your sense of self. It can act as a bridge to sanity in the most desperate of situations. It can stop you from panicking, and in the dream world, it can make things, impossible in reality, happen. Do you understand?”

“… I, think so? Tis quite a lot to take in.”

“That is why I had you promise to not use these skills alone unless I allowed it. If your sense of self falters in my mind, I can force you back to your original form to help maintain your ‘ME’. I will now demonstrate.”

You take deep breaths and calm your mind.

In… out…

You start to float in the void.

In… out…

You focus on your heartbeat.

In… out…

You are more than your body.

In… out…

You are ‘ME’.

In… out…

Your arms start to thicken.

In… out…

You know What shape this form will take.

In… out…

Your limbs start to blunt as your fingers recede.

In… out…

It’s fine because you are ‘Me’.

In… out…

Your legs do the same.

In… out…

As your toes start to disappear.

In… out…

No more stubbed toes for you in this new form.

In… out…

Your fingers are gone but the base is hard.

In… out…

Your hooves are soft and fluffy on the frogs.

In… out…

Your jaw extends with your face.

In… out…

You feel your tailbone extending, but it feels good so that is fine.

In… out…

You grow fur all over your body.

In… out…

Your muscles are growing to match your new form.

In… out…

Your muzzle is long, but you resist making the obvious joke.

In… out…

Your teeth are blunt and good for grinding hay.

In… out…

You are strong and somewhat cute.

In… out…

You grow a mane that is cut short and spiked like a mohawk.

In… out…

You feel your nostrils flare with your breath.

In… out…

Your tail is just above the ground as you walk.

In… out…

Your cutie-mark is a question mark.

In… out…

You have lime green fur.

In… out…

Your mane is a darker forest green.

In… out…

You are not wearing clothing.

In… out…

That is ok as you have a sheath to cover your privacy.

In… out…

You land upright on your four legs.

In… out…

“I am still ‘ME’.” You tell Luna with a smile.

You gesture with a hoof and wink as Luna stands there with her mouth hanging open.

“I purposefully slowed down the transformation for you to see.” You clap your forehooves together while rearing up and you are back to your green human self in a puff of smoke.

“For the next few months, we will focus on partial self-transformations. Your first test will be to press this big red button… with one of your human fingers.”

“Y-Yes Teacher!”

“Very good! Let’s get started…” You say as you shift back into your pony form. You proceed to generate fingers one at a time then back to a hoof. This is going to be interesting.

Chapter 29: PILFS

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Chapter 30: Blind Date Part 1

~Three days later~

You are Anon and you are running like your life depended on it! The wind is whistling past you as you here several calls in the distance.

“Better hurry Nony, Rares reeeelly wants to see you in a dress!” You hear from the pink party pony who is whimsically bouncing beside you.

“Huff~ W-When… ~Huff~ She said… Huff~ “Help Prepare” ~Huff~, for my dates… ~Huff~ I didn’t expect that!”

After several minutes of lung burning cardio, you make it back to your house and Twi is already opening the door. You practically dive inside as a ribbon slaps on the barrier Twi setup around your house. As you catch your breath you see P-Pop declare, “Safe!” while wearing an old fashion umpire uniform. The ribbon slowly slides off the barrier wall by the time you catch your breath and Rares reaches the barrier. “Anon, Darling! Don’t you think you are being a little over dramatic?”

“Nope! I said I didn’t want a dress and even compromised for a kilt on St. Patties Day! You are the one being overdramatic that I will not wear your design… So there!” You stick out your tongue for a second to emphasize how done you are with the situation. You may be able to admit to acting immature, but she started it!

“Hehe, Oh Noni, always so funny!”

“Yeah, I get it P-Pop, see you two later. I got to get ready.”

-1.5 hours later-

“Are you sure you have everything you need?”

“I’m fine Twi, I still cannot believe my marefriends set me up on a blind date.”

“To you, this may be new. But to us, this is normal to do.”

“And I appreciate your efforts. I know this is for all of our goods, it just still feels weird to me.”

You give Both Twi and ZZ a kiss on the lips and wave as you head out.

“I’m off to Sugar Cube Corner. See you both when I get back. If your asleep when I’m back, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Love you!”

“Journey safe, my Love.”

The cold night’s air nips at your exposed scalp as the stars above twinkle in a gorgeous hue. However, the refreshing breeze and sounds of crickets start to get drowned out by the beating of your heart as you near your destination.

“Table for two, ready and awaiting your arrival.”

Standing in front of where Sugar Cube Corner should be, is a cardboard cutout with a fancy Italian style bistro intricately drawn in what seems to be crayon.

Of course, the mare in front of the door is P-Pop in a waiter’s uniform with a curled mustache holding a candle. Just go with it.

“Thanks P-Pop. Am I the first one here?”

“Of course not sil-Er- Misère, we told you a much later time so your date had time to prepare. Can’t have the male coming way before his date.”

You roll your eyes as P-Pop winks at you. Silly opposite relationship logic pony world.

“This way please!”

You follow P-Pop through the cutout for the door and note that the place has been moved around to make in look cozier. There are small lights strung around the ceiling and candles on all the tables. As you start to smell garlic in the air and your eyes adjust to the new light you finally notice her.

Princess Luna is standing next to the table in the center of the restaurant. Her mane is braided all the way down, holding the stars themselves in a pattern draped over her right wither and around her neck to highlight her smiling face. She is wearing a dark violet dress that seems to hug her frame. Her tuft is half concealed and half lifted by the V on the front that seems to spill over is fabric and fur like a collared shrit trying to contain a cloud.

You look her in her eyes, the deep pools reflect the twinkling light and the smile you did not know you had.

“Your seat, Anon.” Luna says as she pulls out your chair with her magic. You would protest, but no need to embarrass your date by pointing out the obvious problem… just yet anyway.

“Thanks Luna,” you sit down, “I got this.”

“Nonsense, a mare must…” you see the magic incircle the chair underneath you glow then pass through you several times.

You shrug and scoot the chair closer to the table then give Luna a mischievous smile.

“We… I forgot about that.”

“It’s fine Luna, I already said I got it. Also, I’m not a pony stallion. I’m more familiar with the opposite role, but when in Equestria, do as the Equestrian’s do. So, try to relax. I won’t bite, unless you’re into that?”

You casually drink your water as you wait for Luna to calm her wing-boner and take her seat.

~Several awkward minutes later~

“I have to say, you look stunning tonight.”

“T-Thank you! You look rather dashing this evening as well… Oh, I-It seems our waitress is here?”

You see P-Pop sauntering over with a huge grin on her face.

“What can I get the lovely couple this evening?”

You look over the menu and note the lack of most hay products you had expected. Must be going out of their way for you. That’s sweet. You notice something that seems particularly delicious.

“I’ll have the ‘Vegetable Fettuccine Alfredo’ with no mushrooms please. Ah, and a side salad with Prench dressing. Thank you.”

“Very good Sir, and for you Madam? “

“W-I will take the large salad with grilled tofu steak. What wine do you have available?”

“Certainly, and here is the wine menu.” P-Pop pulls a smaller menu from her mane and Luna looks through it.

“A bottle of Canterlot Ponet Grigio will do, thank you.”

“Excellent choice!” P-Pop flourishes a bow while swiping the menus. She then excuses herself before bouncing off to the kitchen.

You can only shake your head at her antics as you stifle a laugh.

You look up to see a quizzical look on Luna’s face, so you tilt your head in the direction P-Pop left and shrug.

Realization seems to dawn on Luna’s face as she too stifles a giggle.

“I’ll have to thank her for breaking the tension, I was honestly a lot more nervous until she started, “you gesture around, “all this.”

“Tis true, I am amazed she was able to set this all up in only 2 days.”

“~Whistle in amazement~ She does have a gift for this!”

“That she does…”

A half minute goes in silence, but your worries are still nagging at he back of your mind. It’s likely a bad idea but, better to get the unpleasantries out of the way first.

“…So, Luna, I got to ask… why did you want to date me?”

Luna freezes with her glass of water halfway on its telekinetic journey to her mouth.

“I-I know it’s rude to ask and all. But, well, you’re a gorgeous pony and a princess too boot! You could have any stallion, or mare for that matter, you wanted, and no one would question it.

Twi and I fell in love over very unique circumstances. I worked very hard to prove to myself that I deserved to be loved by her and later Zecora. Even now, though I really want to keep my word about giving them foals, I’m scared I don’t deserve anymore. I’m scared I will not be strong enough to protect my newly forming ‘Herd’… I know that probably seems weird coming from the ‘Great Slayer of Nightmares!’ who can literally kill with a few jabs of his fingertips, but it’s the truth.

…why do I deserve to date someone as amazing as you and the amazing females I already have?”

Luna’s glass was shaking for some time during your little speech, but eventually that shaking settles and she places the glass on the table. A small smile forms on her lips as she looks down at the table before she slowly raises her gaze to look you in the eyes.

“Sometimes I forget that you are not of this world… Anon, that may have been what it was like on ELerth, but here, even in this age, mares are meant to protect their stallion. For a moment, I worried that you though I was not adequate to protect you. That I was to fragile or not honorable due to my past. Hehe, I was even worried that you would see me as a lesser for you are my teacher in dreams. It seems that these were unnecessary worries.

‘Why did I want to date you?’ ‘Why do you deserve to date me?’. Simple, you are the kind of male who can risk ruining a date with me to make sure you are doing the right thing. You are a strong male who does not see me a prize or a trophy. Most of all, because I want you! I will make you mine and I will bow my head to young Twilight if that is what is required.

Is that good enough?”

You guess you were being silly. You forgot, even with all that has been happening, that you did not have to carry all the burden yourself. You had been delaying these dates until you couldn’t anymore, due to fear of the immense responsibility. You were wrong. It’s never been about having to singlehandedly provide for the herd. You will all work together to share the load, to support each other. Love and friendship for all huh? Well, it’s less likely to be fucked up if we all help you suppose.

“Thanks Lulu. I needed that.”

Luna Blushes intensely at the new nickname.

“T-Tis not a problem, We are happy to help!”

As if on cue P-Pop materializes next to your table with two covered trays and a bottle of wine on a small metal cart.

“Pone Appétit!”

Author's Note

Some may say this is still a short chapter, And to be fair, to most it is. Still, this took a lot of time for me to get even this long. It's just not how my brain works.
This is my Thanksgiving gift to my readers. Have a great day! :moustache:

Chapter 31: Blind Date Part 2

You take your time enjoying the surprisingly good food with Lulu sitting across from you regaling you with tales of her exploits.

As she finishes her last heroic tale of fighting off Grogar you finish your salad.

“… Mine Sister and We combined our last remaining magic into a fused spell to banish the necromancer back to his domain!” You clap after placing down your fork as she vanishes the battle ax she was wielding in her magic for dramatic affect.

“I’m glad you managed to beat him. He sounds like he was a nasty character.”

“Ho, tis true! He was a vial old goat indeed… But I see that we have both finished our meals. Perhaps you would care to join me for an after-dinner stroll?”

“Sounds like a plan. Let me just pay for-“

“That will not be necessary, Misère. Madam has already paid for all this evening’s affects. As well as a rather hefty tip ~leans toward you conspiratorially, then whispers~ … she’s a keeper. ~Wink~”

Before you can reply, P-Pop bounces away. All you can do is shake your head and laugh as Luna gets up and waits for you to stand.

You both walk out of the restaurant with smiles on your faces. “So, where to next?”

“Follow me.” She says while trotting backwards playfully.

As the refreshing gentle breezes of the night wat by, you smell a hint of lilacs in the air and a small thought passes through your mind. This is nice. It’s not a chill, relaxing feeling you get from cuddling with Twi as you read books and it’s not the excitement and wonder of potion brewing with Zecora. However, it seems the mystery on the night and the reassurance that it will be okay has its own spice.

As you follow, Luna regales you with tales of the times before her banishment. She tells you of the time she hid all the cakes and flower in the castle so “Tia” would have to go without for her birthday until the surprise party she planned.

Before you realized it, you were led to a local park at the edge of town. There, under an old oak lay a large violet checkerboard pattered blanket and weaved basket.

“Shall we rest here?”

“Sounds good.”

You both take a seat on the blanket. Luna makes a point to have you face out over the small pond at the bottom of the gentile hill below your resting place.

You sit cross legged, and Luna makes a show on trotting around you a few times, bowing slightly, then sitting as close to you as she can without physically touching.

“W…I have prepared something for this evening. If you would be so kind as to look at the sky.”

There is nothing but cloud cover overhead, but you oblige.

As you look to the sky, you notice the clouds gain a hue similar to Luna’s magic and start to move. The clouds separate in a way reminiscent of curtains opening for a grand play. Behind the clouds is the night’s sky.

At first, you don’t get it. Sure, it’s nice. It is one of the clearest views of the night sky you have seen, but is this the grand reveal?

Then, as if something clicks subconsciously, you notice something. That’s the milky way! There’s Orion, the big dipper, the little dipper… the tri-force, Optimus Prime … You probably should not have made-up constellations when Luna asked you to show her ‘Your night’s sky’ back then in your dreams. Still, your surprised she remembered. It was silly, probably way more effort than it was worth, but it was also very sweet.

Before you can fully comprehend why the beautiful view is getting blurry, you feel something soft rest around the nape of your neck. Slowly you are pulled into a wing hug.

“S-sorry, we did not wish to make you sad.” Luna said in a small, almost whispering voice.

You wipe away your totally manly eye sweat on your sleave.

“No, this is great. Thank you.” You slowly lean into Lulu.

You don’t know how long you both sat there, admiring a sight of your world, together in the dark.

When you finally got home, you spy Twi and Ze through the window sleeping on the rug near the unlit fireplace. You stop before the barrier.

“I had a wonderful evening, thank you Anon.” Luna whispers

“I did too.” You whisper back.

“M-May we ask for a goodnight kiss?” she was blushing now, hard.

You bend down slightly to be eye level. Lulu gets closer and it looks like she is going to kiss you on the lips, then at the last second, she chickens out and veers her head to the side and kisses your cheek.

“Good Night!” ~POP~ and she’s gone with a flash and a small popping sound as she teleports away.

“Hehe, silly Lulu. Goodnight…” You go inside, trying to be as quiet as possible in the dark.

You notice the fireplace light suddenly and blink as your eyes readjust to the new light.

“Welcome home!” “Welcome back, we made you a snack!”

There you see Zecora and Twi, splayed out on the central rug with a warm blanket in a semicircle. After a second of shock, you note a plate of cheese with a wine bottle floating nearby in a purple glow.

“Thanks, you two. You know you didn’t have to wait up for me.”

“We know. But we wanted to see, how the date turned out to be!”

“Yeah! Did everything go okay? Luna didn’t do anything inappropriate did she? She may still be used to the old courting habits and-”

“Okay, Okay… I get it,” You walk over, grabbing the wine through the telekinesis, and sit down between your curious mares, “I’ll tell you everything… So, it started with a cardboard cutout…”

Chapter 32: Apple Batting

Near Sweet Apple Acres, the familiar sound of ~Thump~ reverberates at a steady pace. Any creature who lives within ear shot can tell that it is time again for harvest. Usually, the trees are being bucked and the rhythmic pace becomes background noise for most with time. However, the pace and rhythm seem to be off this morning. Additionally, yet somewhat quieter and not as regular, a new sound can be heard accompanying the bucking. A ~Thwak~ sound can be heard.

You are Anon, and you are drenched in sweat. The heat of your raging muscles, the sweat stinging your eyes slightly, and the bruises on your arms and shoulders from falling fruit. When you were asked to help harvest the apples as your ‘Date’ with Jacks; this is not what you had in mind. You thought you would be manually picking any apples left after they were bucked. How naïve you were.

You were handed a pair of thick gloves and a helmet, made by Rares. Then you were given a stick that looks like a mix between a club and a baseball bat by Twi. Apparently, the gloves and bat are ‘traditional minitour’ apple harvesting tools. When you tried to negotiate into picking any straggling fruit, you were laughed at. They weren’t trying to be mean, but the idea that Jacks would miss some was just that absurd to them.

So here you are, trying your best to not look ridiculous, as you swing your bat into an apple tree several times to get all the fruit you can. Then, you manually pick the rest as fast as you can. Compared to Jacks, you are clearing about 1 tree for every 8 she clears. But you’re just happy that the trees aren’t yelling at you for hitting them with a fallen comrade or something. You wouldn’t have been surprised to learn the trees were magic too in this world.

“Few, working up a fine sweat there partner!” Jacks says as she fans herself with her signature hat.

You look over as you fight off hyperventilation, to see Jacks has a slight sheen to her fur but otherwise looks fine. Your regular cardio workouts and the frequent water breaks are likely the only thing keeping you standing. As the muscles you don’t usually use burn, you are once again reminded of Jacks’ incredible strength.

“S-Sorry if I’m ~Hah~ S-slowing you down… ~Huff~ but yeah, ~haf~ this is quite the workout.”

“Don’ mind t’ nun, Sugarcube! Tai’t often we get an extra hand round here. Ur do’n great ta not keel over after 4 ‘ours!”

“T-Thanks… ~hahaha~ … ~Hueww~ Wait, it’s only been f-four hours!” You honestly thought it was almost dusk, until you looked up. To your dismay the sun was just arriving overhead.

“Don’ you fret nun. I promised Twi I wouldn’ break yah. ~Hehe~ so I’ll have you carry bushels O apples t’ the wagon ‘til lunch is ready in ‘n ‘our.”

With this you decided… You’re sticking with your day job! You’ll help if absolutely needed, but you’d honestly have to rebuild your entire musculature to survive working with Jacks regularly.

After an hour that felt like 5, you are allowed to rest as you slowly walk back to the farmhouse next to Jacks.

“I’m gunna bring these here t’ the storag’. You go on ‘n help set th’ table.”

“A-Alright, ~Huff~ will do…” If you make it that far before collapsing, you think to yourself.

As you slowly drag your tired form towards the house, you see Big Mac already waiting on the porch. He looks at you, closes his eyes for a few seconds, then opens his eyes and nods to you. You aren’t sure why, but you have a feeling he made up his mind about something. You try not to stiffen and act as naturally as you can as you force a smile and wave to him.

Big Mac nods again, looks over at the direction of the storage before standing up and going inside. It may have been your imagination, but you think you almost saw the smallest semblance of a smile on his face as he left. You hope that’s true.

You make your way inside and by the time you get to the door, Jacks is already next to you. She opens the door for you, and shouts at the same time.

“Me ‘n Anon are back fer Lunch! … Go on in Sugarcube, they won’ hurt ya.”

You honestly were less intimidated before she did that, but oh well. You steel your nerves and walk in.

“Howdy, Mr. Aynon!” A yellow and red head sticks around the corner as you enter and start taking off your dirt covered boots on the mat.

“Hi Applebloom. I’ll be over to help with the table after I wash my face and hands.”

“Speakin’ of, did you wash up ‘fore entern’ Bloom.” Jacks calls over.

“I an’t a filly no more! See, all cleaned and dried!” She shows her cleaned hooves then stomps off in a little tizzy. She still looks like a filly to you, but you keep that to yourself.

You were wondering how Jacks and the ponies were going to avoid tracking dirt when they did not wear boots. You guess you learn something new every day.

After you get clean, you help set what’s left to put on the table and take your seat as instructed. The others finish bringing in the last pieces of the feast of apple products.

The meal is good. If a little odd. You honestly would not have thought up an apple salad were a large half apple was carved out into a bowl and you eat the salad and bowl together. It kind of reminds you of an odd variation of a taco bowl, but a sweet salad rather than taco.

With every variation of apples, you have seen and some you have never seen before all made into dishes, you were getting lost in the meal.

“Now tha’s what I like ta see! Most yugguns an’t able ta put away food like Mac ‘r AJ. But ya given um a run for thr’ lunch! Hehe!”

“Ga-Granny! Don’ go teasin’ Anon, ev’n if ya’r happy he’s enjoyen th’ grub…”

“I an’t meanin’ no harm! An’ you don’ go snappen at your Granny cuz yur embarrassed.”

“…Sorry Granny…”

You hear Applebloom snicker.

You swallow your mouthful of mashed apples and cinnamon sauce. While internally debating how it is not thick apple sauce but more a sweet alternative to mash potatoes and gravy. Before interjecting, “I can’t help but eat so much Granny. With such tasty and creative uses for apples, I have to try all I can fit. Thank you all for having me and letting me enjoy this meal with you.”

“Ya hear that! Aynon don’ mind! Hehehe, an’ he even likes ur cookin’! He’s a keeper! Hahahehee!”

“Yup.” Big Mac adds then continues to eat.

The rest of the meal goes by with light conversation, but mostly eating, until you are all stuffed. Granny even promised you some round, juicy, apple buns that you could take home and saver. For some reason, Jacks was hiding her face with her hat and looking away more and more as the meal winds down and Granny was laughing more often.

“Now AJ, be a deary and help bloom wash t’ dishes, please.”

“’Yes, Granny.’” Jacks and Bloom get up and start taking the plates to the kitchen.

“I can help too.” As you start to get up, “No need, Deary. Ya ‘r our guest a’ honor. You just sit n talk ta old Granny here.”

“O-Okay, thanks.”

Granny starts to tell you a story about how the Apple family and Pie family are related… until all the plates are off the table and Jacks and Bloom were out of the room.

In a quiet voice, “~Hew~… alrighty… I see how she stares at ya. Hehe, N’ I know ya ain’t blind. I see how ya look back... Withn’ how ya not reactin’ ta the pheromones she be releasin’ at ya, all the time. I was haf sur ya both was gonta break how a foal was due soon, when ya came ta day. Tho Twi told me tha’ nose is mor’ fer decorating ya hansome face, I thought, ain’t no male smell so little. Now tho, I reckon tis the truth. She ain’t with foal, is she?”

Well, this just got serious. Time to force yourself awake out of the threatening food coma. You start to try to wake yourself up and sit straight while digesting the words. The whole time, Big Mac is staring at you.

“N-No Mam! I have not.. done that with Ja-Apple Jack.”

Granny and Big Mac nod.

“Figured, ya seem to be t’ type ta go about cortin’ all proper. Is good ta make ‘er chase some. But, ta be certain. What ar’ your intentions with AJ? Are ya waitin for a blessin’ for ya let ‘er in tha herd?”

“I-I’ll be honest; besides, I think lying to an Apple is a poor plan regardless. This is a date and, if it goes well, I plan to offer her some more dates then eventually offer her a spot in my herd.

I don’t know what being in a herd means to you or your family, but I will tell you what it has come to mean to me. I will do what I can to support her, when she needs help and even if she doesn’t, I will be there for her. I also hope she will do the same for me. She will become a part of my family, and I will love her and care for her as if she were a part of me. I will expect her and all my herd to try to work together to make our lives better. I know it is a lot, and feelings may someday change. We may have disagreements, we may get mad, but at the end of it all… I hope our love will bring us through. I hope we can grow our family, my family and herd, together.”

Granny slowly looks at Big Mac then back to you before saying, “Yup, you’re a good’n. Mac’ll take care O the farm with his new wifey. AJ can work if’n she wants, but don’t feel obliged. Ya have ma blessin.” Big Mac nods, “Yup, we care for our Kin.” That sounds like an assurance of acceptance, but also a slight threat, to take care of AJ if we get together.

“I’m glad she fon’ a good herd. Now we don’ hav’ ta keep shipin’ Mac ta Appleloosa e’ry heat season! Hehehe”

You thought she was joking until you saw Big Mac shiver from the corner of your eye. Oh… you had better warn Twi. You may need her guidance to help prevent a tragedy.

Chapter 33: A double date with an Eris of mystery

You’re not entirely certain why you agreed to this.

Sure, the promise that Eris, Discord in female form, would stop trying to get into your bed and maintain proper friend distance if this doesn’t work out may have helped. But honestly, it was likely the giant pleading eyes of Flutters nearly giving you an aneurysm through adorability that finally got you to relent to the date.

You were going to be on a date with both Flutters and Eris today. They told you to dress casually and that there would be a little dirty part. Not that kind, but literal dirt. They noted to bring a change of clothes to change out of as cleaning you with magic may or may not work.

So here you are, standing in front of Flutters cottage. You would have thought it would be smaller when you first saw it, then you remembered the bear that visits frequently. It’s just after sunrise, and you have a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a finger-paint drawing of a miniature giant space hamster in the other. It was the most random gift you could think of, and you went out of your way to add a jetpack.

Before you can knock, you see a big sign in neon letters appear before the door. “Out Back” it read, and it smelled of fried onions for some reason.

Shrugging, you make your way to the back yard. There, you see Flutters and Eris. It seems Eris chose to look particularly curvaceous today and reminded you of a certain rabbit’s wife, but with fur, animal bits and a tail added on. Not ugly, and had a certain charm, but it definitely caused chaotic and contradictory feelings to well up within you, on seeing her.

“Oh dear! Anon, Are those for us? They’re my favorite flavor!” Flutters says as she puts down a bucket of seeds and flutters over to you.

“Yep! Thought I would put my best foot forward.” You say as you move your right foot forward. Lefty knows what he did to be second best.

“~Hehe~ Oh Anon, they’re lovely! Right Eris?”

Eris shyly walks over, then looks at the flowers. She seems nervous then notices the fine scroll you have in your other hand.

“This one is for you Eris. I figured flowers wouldn’t … match your style?”

She takes the scroll and undoes the seal with a snap of her claw. She looks it over inquisitively, tilts her head and raises and eyebrow, before realization seems to strike. “Boo! ~Hahaha~ With a jetpack no less! Thank you, Anon! I particularly like the spaghetti sauce stain in the right corner you decided to add a smiley face to!” She looks genuinely happy with your weird sense of humor and human jokes. It brings a smile to your face.

“I’m glad you both like your gifts. So, what’s on the agenda for today?”

“Well, first we are going to feed the animals!” Flutters chimes in.

She places down her gift and retrieves a bucket of hay for you.

“Which ones is this for?”

“The bunnies and guinea pigs. They live in that hutch over there.”

“Huh, I thought they would eat carrots, like I see Angel do.”

“Oh no, the guinea pigs do need fresh veggies that contain vitamin C, but carrots are more like snacks for both them and the bunnies. Angel has a bit of a sweet tooth, and I constantly worry about balancing out Angel’s nutrition. I keep having to lock up the carrots lest Angel have gut and teeth issues. Please let me know if you see that happen again.”

“Sure thing!”

The feeding seems to go by without many issues.

You do see Eris turn a snake that hissed at her into a balloon animal for a few seconds when Flutters isn’t looking. But you choose to ignore it as she changes it back.

Still, while some of the animals acted like animals from Earth, you get the uncanny feeling that a few are acting dumb or cute to get more handouts. At first it was a little creepy, but they were just using what they naturally had to their advantage. Eventually, the cute eyes worked, and you noticed you had given the cuter ones a larger pile of food. Cute-based evolution could be a thing in magic pony land.

After feeding the animals you all have pancakes and waffles for breakfast in Flutter’s cottage.

Eris makes a mean breakfast, even made it from scratch with non-conjured ingredients. None of it fazed through your jaw on to the table!

“So, what’s next on the agenda?”

“Actually, we were planning a little shopping trip first.”

“Then, we are going to watch a movie! Dungeons and Draconequus just came out recently!”

“Yes, as Eris said, we are going to relax while watching a movie. We also have a surprise for you later tonight. Look forward to it.” Flutters says then giggles behind her hoof as she flies into a side room.

“Don’t worry big guy, I think you’ll like it. Now go change and we can head out.” Eris winks at you, then follows flutters and shuts the door. You take the opportunity to change in the bathroom.

With the sun slowly inching across the sky and the gently drifting clouds of the morning, you take your time enjoying the scenery and the smiles of your dates.

Your dates are wearing light yellow and blue matching sun dresses with alternate daisy patterns. Flutters elected for a weaved straw hat and Eris let her hair grow down and blow gently yet chaotically in the shifting summer breeze. While you are wearing a collard light cotton navy blue shirt, jeans, and mismatched socks. You literally threw all of your clothes in a pile and got dressed in the dark before asking Twi if it was unpresentable. It only took you 3 tries to get something that was random but not a horrifying mess.

After a short walk to the market, you all start shopping for ingredients to make some meals as well as a few snacks for the movie.

You and Fluttershy decided to have salads of fruit and vegetables for dinner. In separate bowls much to Eris’ chagrin. So, you promised to let her mix them on her own plate if desired and she got to choose some of the snacks for the evening. She chose skittles, trail mix, and vegetable egg rolls. Though Eris really didn’t pick the snacks as much as set up a random game to choose them. She literally summoned a spinning dartboard with pictures of snacks and had flutters throw darts. It was kind of adorable.

After you got back to Flutter’s cottage, you all helped prepare the food and had a quick dinner. Then you all changed back into your dirty outfits one last time to give dinner to the animals that needed it. After helping with the animals, you showered and changed in the upstairs bathroom as instructed by Fluttershy and Eris. They apparently used magic to get cleaned and change quickly, so they had time to set up the living room for movie night.

As you walked down the slightly creaking wooden stairs, you saw the edge of the sun setting through the window as you made your way to your hosts.

‘“Surprise!”’ they shout in unison. They are both naked, which of course is their normal state. The difference is in the room. It looks like they moved all the furniture except the large couch out of the way and all the animals were nowhere to be seen. There was an old fashion reel projector and a standing tripod screen.

“Thanks, both of you! This looks lovely, and so do my hostesses.” You give your most award-winning grin TM and they only giggled a little while blushing! Good job so far!

Fluttershy hovers over and gently guides you to the couch.

“J-Just wait there and Tr-try to keep an… um, open mind, okay?” Adorable!

“Yeah, um, no prob?”

Fluttershy moves back in front of the screen beside Eris. They look at each other then nod with serious faces before looking at you.

“This will be,” “Our true surprise!”

They step slightly farther apart than before, then look at each other once more, before staring at you.

Suddenly, they jut out their front limbs to the sides, then start taking steps closer to each other as they begin to say something.

‘“Fuuuuu…”’ they rotate their limbs in a semicircle as they grow closer, ‘“..uuu-Sion!”’ They are quickly on a single leg as their front limbs swap sides, ‘“NYA!!!”’. Finally, they lean together and… make fake cat ear with their hooves/ hands?

There is a bright flash of light, so you cover your eyes.

After a few seconds, your eyes readjust to the darkness of the room. Before you, sits Fluttershy, only…with horns and mismatched eye colors? Eris is gone when you look around as well.

“So, Anon, what do you think?”

“I’m sorry, the brain you are trying to contact has just crashed, please attempt later.”

“Hehe, Oh Anon, always the kidder!”

“Y-yeah, kidding…” you narrow your eyes and pinch yourself to try and reassure yourself you are awake.

“So, you both in there? How’s that even work?”

“Ooh-hoho! Great question!” One of, her? Their? You don’t know, ask later brain! Horns turn into a mini claw and snaps.

The projector turns on and an image of Fluttershy appears. Then an image of Eris pops up and they do their dance. Then the image changes to them combined as they are now but with an overlay of Eris and Fluttershy heads floating behind them. There is a number of small twinkling strings attached to their head.

“So, you know how we, that is to say both of us, wanted to let Eris be able to actually touch you? Well, we worked with all the Princesses and Pinky to come up with a way to make that happen! This is what we came up with! We called it Combined Unification Magic!”

“Wait, doesn’t that spell-“ They put a hoof over your mouth, “Yes! And we Love that you got that so fast! Hehe”

You gently move their hoof away, “Okay, so…Magic… Got it. But how does you two ‘cumbining’ achieve that goal?”

“Simple, my dear Anon! Eris can feel anything we touch! And as a bonus! We just confirmed it! Hahaha!”

“You, you both felt that? Eris can feel me?”

“Oh, YES!” They wink at you.

“Oh, th-that’s great! But are you sure that this is safe.”

They look at you a little sad, then look up lovingly. “Just like you to worry about us, and yes, we did many tests. This is safe for both of us, and we both understand and consent to this. The spell is set that either of us can undo it at any time. If we wanted, we could even take turns in control. This is what we wanted Anon, but we will only move forward if you are okay with this.”

You sigh in relief, “Of course, I am a bit surprised. However, I would like to give us a chance to explore what this means for all of us. If you are all certain this is safe, I would like to get to know you both more.”

“Great! Thanks Anon! You won’t regret this! HeheHa!”

They jump onto the couch next to you. Then, seem to hesitate to get closer.

“It’s okay, come here.” You say as you pat the spot closest to you then raise your arm.

For a moment, their faces switch between eager and shy rapidly. Finally, it settles on a bashful small smile. Then they slowly crawl closer before cuddling into your side and nuzzling your arm. Then they take a seat gently pressing against you but looking away nervously. You note the blush and smile on their face, right before you hear a snapping sound. The projector starts and pulls some of your attention away.

The movie was rather funny with the overweight Draconequus and an interesting portrayal of magic.

As the final credits pass the screen, your partner for the evening looks up at you. They lean in close and give you a small peck on the cheek before whispering, “Thank you, Anon. This was an amazing evening.”

“I had fun, you have a real flare for this sort of—”

~Poof~ “That’s it! FLER!” “Spelled with the Fl of my name and Er of yours!” “We can pronounce it like ‘Flare for the amazing’” “’Hehehehe!”’

They both are sitting next to each other on the couch. Then they both look at you simultaneously, ‘“Call us Fler when we combine!”’, “I-If you don’t mind that is…”

“Sure Flutters, Eris. I will try my best to remember that. Hehe, it’s nice to meet you, Fler!”

Chapter 3: A New Day in The New World

The next morning, as the sun rises, and the light hits your face waking you up, you hear a voice.

“Good morning, are you done snoring?”

“I-I don’t snore! …Do I?”

Zecora laughs and opens the front door. “Tis a five-mile walk, on the way we can talk.”

You discussed the ponies you will be meeting today. The first pony you will try to meet is called Twilight Sparkle. You were laughing a bit at her name when Zecora gave you a stern look and informed you that she was apparently a mix between all three types of ponies, that you just learned about. Namely, a unicorn’s magic horn, the strong body of an earth pony, and wings of a pegasus are all combined to make a new creature called an alicorn. To make maters worse, this one is apparently a princess and in charge of both magic and friendship issues.

The second pony is called Rarity. She owns and operates a boutique and is a close friend of Twilight Sparkle. She is also something called an element of harmony. That means she represents a portion of friendship, in this case generosity, and that somehow lets her shoot out an immensely powerful magic when she works with the other elements of harmony. The whole thing is giving you a bit of a headache and a lot of anxiety.

While you are processing all of this, you fail to notice that you are in front of a large crystalline tree with a large matching tree-house or is that a crystal castle within a crystal tree?

That does not matter as much as that this place is where you are headed. As you walk, you notice many pastel colored ponies of various colors, sizes, and … butt tattoos?

They watch you and Zecora heading towards the odd crystal structure, give what you think are knowing looks and then resume what they were doing before.

When you both arrive at the large door of your destination, Zecora knocks a few times with her front hoof.

You hear a muffled, “I’m coming, don’t leave!” followed by a series of dulled yelps and crashing sounds before the door slowly swings open.

In front of you stands an approximately 2-foot-tall purple and green bipedal talking lizard. SO, that’s a thing now.

“Oh! Hi, Zecora! Are you here to s-see… M-MONSTER!?!?!! Zecora, watch out! There is a monster behind you!”