Wish Gone Awry. Enter Equestria! Enter New Life!

Weeks pass as Julius stays with Zecora in her literal treehouse. For the first few days, Zecora taught Julius about the world he was in; while his body healed from the manticore venom.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Julius said in utter surprise. "You mean to tell me that females outnumber males at least five to one?" He finished jaw agape.

"That is the closest stallions come to the number of mares. We had had times when it was ten to one, truly horrid affairs. From what you have said in your world, there are only pairs. If you are compatible, perhaps your mares could share their male heirs," Zecora explained, laughing.

"Uhhh, I'm not so sure," Julius shakily said. "In my world, we are the only cognitive being. Even if we thought of you as aliens, well, it would take a lot, and I mean a lot of coming to terms with. Sure there are some real weirdos, but we really don't like to talk about them, let alone acknowledge them," Julius said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Some time to adjust is to be expected. Some time for your thoughts and wits to be collected," Zecora calmly said as she started to make a stew. "But come around, you will in time. You are, after all, a stallion in his prime," Zecora said, preparing the vegetables. "A single mare you will take. If to your ways you do not forsake. If your ways they should though break; I wonder how many mares it would take, for your breeding taste to slake," she finished adding in a bevy of chopped vegetables while slightly blushing.

"Oh haha, very funny," Julius mockingly laughed. "I mean really 'for your breeding taste to slake' I'm pretty sure humans can only get other humans pregnant," Julius said, looking off in the distance, not really at anything. "Well, as far as we know at least," he said with a sigh.

"If you are ever curious, I can give you a test. To see if your seed would be a welcomed guest," Zecora said, slowly stirring the cauldron of stew. "Just add some into a special mixture. If brown, try not to frown, but if blue, then your progeny will be a fixture," Zecora said, tasting the stew. Smacking her lips, she pauses. "Hmmm, could use some more. Sage or thyme which would make the taste soar?" Zecora asked.

"Honestly, I'd prefer something hotter, like say chilies or pepper, but I'm no culinary expert in my world, so here I'll just go with whatever you think would be best," Julius said with a slight catch in his throat. Breathing deeply, almost unable to imagine what he was about to ask, he mustered his will and asked, "So this mixture, do you have any here?" It was fortunate that Zecora wasn't adding in the herbs; she would have dropped them all in at the question if she were.

"W-why yes I do. That flask there filled with pink is for you," Zecora said, hardly believing that Julius asked for the concoction. Adding in the herbs, she slowly, slyly, grinned. "You only just got here, and these thoughts possess your mind. Or are you too afraid of pregnancy to unwind," she asked, slightly laughing.

"Look OK," Julius said with a resigned sigh as he grabbed the flask. "I already know that I'm stuck here, that there is no hope of going back to my world. There must be an infinite number of universes, and the odds of finding mine are between never happening and impossible. And so what if I do? There's no guarantee the portal, or spell, or whatever will take me somewhere safe; I could end up in a volcano. Hell, it could take me to a far worst universe," he said almost crestfallen. "It's safer for me to stay here, in this world, and try to make a life for myself. I know this," he said as Zecora looked at him in a mix of confusion and shock. "I know this, but I haven't accepted it. I know this, but I deny it. I know this, and yet I fight back against it," Julius said in a sad chuckle. "It's a very human thing. Look if I," he starts trying to steady his breathing, "if I can start a family here, with my own kids, then accepting that I'm stuck here well, it wouldn't be so hard." Walking to a hidden door, Julius opens it, leading down into a dimly lit passage. "I'm going to take a bath, and well, you know," he said, blushing as he walked down the passage.

Zecora waited until Julius was out of sight, then dimmed the fire. When Julius first arrived at her hut a few days ago, she wondered what this strange creature was and why it was wearing such clothes. She tried stripping him, but his clothes were too complicated for her to remove; maybe with unicorn magic, it would be possible, but not for mouth and hooves. Her first chance to see Julius naked was yesterday when she guided him to the underground hot springs. While she tried to convince him to join her, he flatly refused, no joking, no prodding, no complimenting, nothing worked. While she usually would have dropped it, something nagged at her to find out how he looked without his clothes on. A part of her thought he might be a gelding, but that thought was quickly put out of her mind; his scent carried far too much of a masculine musk to it. Honestly, it was distracting to her, so much so she thought he must be in heat. This, however, might just be her chance, so as ashamed as she was, Zecora quietly followed Julius to the bath.

Walking down the path, Julius couldn't help but stare in awe. Gems, genuine gems, lighted the path. How rich was this world that diamonds, sapphires, rubies, emeralds, and other gems were used like this? Were they common, was gold common too? What about metals. Were rare metals common here as well? It helped take his mind off the fact that he was about to jerk off into a flask to see if he could knock up magical talking equines. Getting to the subterranean hot springs, Julius took a deep breath before stripping down.

Watching on from a distance was Zecora. Somehow watching Julius strip felt erotic to Zecora. As his clothes came off, Zecora felt herself getting more and more turned on, if she didn't know better, she would swear she was going into heat, but no, that wasn't for another four weeks. Zecora watched on as the first layer of clothes came off. To her surprise, Julius was wearing more clothes, though there was much less, just something covering his feet and his groin. First came off the cloth covering his feet; they looked weird, kind of like his hands, but thicker and slightly arched. Then off came the last piece of clothing. Zecora couldn't help but stare. Julius's cock flopped free, hanging down it was easily one of the biggest she ever saw, worthy of being in those sultry mares' magazines, and the shape looked exotic. While a stallion's looked like it wanted to kiss a mare's cervix, Julius's looked like it wanted to pierce right on through. It was definitely built for breeding. Then his balls, their size perfectly complimented his cock; they looked thick and full. The musky scent emanating from Julius's balls was truly overwhelming; it was like she was in the middle of a stallion's bar in the middle of breeding season.

Reaching up, Julius stretched his muscles, the bones cracking, while Julius releases a relaxed sigh. Grabbing the flask, Julius stepped into the hot springs, the water feeling refreshing against his skin. Zecora watching on, moved a little closer. She thought for a moment about revealing herself to ask if he needed any help but dismissed the thought, surely if he needed help, he would have asked.

Reaching down, Julius grabbing his hardening cock, began to stroke it slowly; with each deft stroke, his cock growing harder, bigger, and thicker. Zecora was holding herself back, but, now seeing this, she couldn't help herself. Sitting down, she reached a hoof down and started to fondle herself, trying to keep in rhythm with Julius's own stroking. The pace was almost painfully slow for Zecora; matching Julius's slow, deliberate pace left her aching for more, she wanted to go full-on clopping, but he, well, he seemed to enjoy teasing himself.

Slowly gliding his hand down his throbbing cock, he let the back of his fingers brush against the top of his balls. While sliding his hand back up, his thumb seemed to caress the tip of his cock. The scent, the musky, masculine scent, just kept growing, thicker, fuller, hotter. Zecora felt herself burning up. No creature, none could stand to be in this lust-inducing cloud. Zecora's mind started to cloud over as she rocked her pussy against her hoof, juices liberally spilling out of her flushed marehood. She thought of how good it would feel to have that massive breeding cock slam into her aching pussy, to feel those thick, full balls slap powerfully against her clit and breasts. She thought of how it would feel to have Julius force his cock right past her cervix and for him to blast her womb full of his breeding batter. Zecora was almost entirely lost to her lust; it was all she could do to stop herself from moaning out in ecstasy. As she was gushing out her love juices, Julius started to speed up his thrusting, slightly thrusting his hips while doing so. Zecora looked on at the erotic sight, Julius looking like he was trying to breed his own hand with his oversized cock.

In the back of her mind, Zecora lamented it; how good it would feel if he used her instead of his hand, she thought as she started to let out some soft moans. For his part, Julius wasn't really thinking of much, a few hot girls back home, that one hot teacher, they were thoughts he was trying to suppress, the sooner he could move on to lusting for ponies and other cognitive animal beings, the less he would hurt for home. He started to think of the one being he knew here Zecora, her accent felt exotic and exciting, she was warm and welcoming, and sure her speech took some getting used to, but it was endearing. Thrusting faster while stroking faster, Julius moaned out.

"Oh, Zecora," Julius absentmindedly moaned as his cock twitched, pre-cum dripping down from it. At hearing her name, Zecora's heart skipped a beat. Was she caught? No, he wasn't moving. He was pleasuring himself more; he was thinking of her. Zecora couldn't help but blush. The thought that she could attract such a creature excited her. The thought that their nights could be that much more intimate made her marehood ache. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth, lusty pants, lusty moans filled the air around Zecora. She quietly thanked the spirits that Julius seemingly couldn't detect musk; otherwise, they'd be in a very awkward position. Closing her eyes, Zecora vigorously mashed her hoof against her pussy as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Overtaken, she loosed herself and climaxed hard, her eyes rolling back a bit while her flushed pussy squirted heavily. Wetting a good part of the floor, she was on Zecora slowly opened her eyes, looking back at Julius. Sure enough, he was still pleasuring himself, though now he was faster, rougher; it was clear he too was losing himself to the lust.

Powerfully thrusting, Julius's balls slapped hard against his hand while his hand deftly worked his cock. Thoughts of what he and Zecora could do swimming in his mind, thoughts of having his own harem danced alongside. The feeling of having a bevy of mares to spend his life with called to him much more than he'd like to admit. Flushed red was both arousal and embarrassment. Julius's cock throbbed powerfully. He could feel it; his orgasm was fast coming. Quickly holding the opening of the flash to the tip of his cock Julius blasted multiple thick shots of cum right into the container. Zecora watched on; sure, Julius's musk only grew, but she wasn't as affected thanks to her own orgasm. She watched in awe as his cum filled the flask, threatening to overfill it.

"My word if any mare took that. Then her belly would be fat, not flat," Zecora remarked in awe as the cum swirled in the flask. Seeing all she wanted to see and fearing getting caught, Zecora quickly went back upstairs. Besides, she had a stew to attend to.

Filling the flask, Julius set it down carefully on the nearby floor, pushing it back far enough that it was safe, and he went on with his bath as normal.

Finishing his bath, Julius got out, got dried off, got dressed, grabbed the flask, and started back upstairs. On his way out, he noticed that the floor a short ways away from the bath was wet and had a scent to it. The scent wasn't bad, but it made him feel horny. Standing for a few moments on the wet spot, he felt life race back into his cock as it throbbed. He felt a heat fill his once emptied balls as they churned more cum. Taking a few deep breathes, Julius willed himself away from the spot before he ended up jerking off again.

"The last thing Zecora wants is for me to paint her house white," Julius laughed as he made his way through the passage. Walking up the stairs, Julius could hear Zecora humming one of her native songs and smelt the stew.

"Must be ready," Julius said to himself as he reached the top. Opening the door, he walked into the main room of Zecora's house. The scent of her hardy stew filled the air; it was a pleasant thing to come back to after a bath. Looking towards the cauldron, Julius couldn't help but blush a bit as Zecora had her back turned to him. Feeling his gaze fall upon her, Zecora smirked a bit and started swaying her hips a bit, slowly swishing her tail in the process. Julius looked a little closer; Zecora always had her tail just blocking the view of her pussy, but now, with it wagging to and fro, he could just barely make out glimpses of her pussy; he found the sight oddly erotic.

"Here you go, Zecora," Julius said in a slightly labored voice as he set the flask down on a nearby table. "So what do you need to do to it?" He asked, trying to focus more on the stew Zecora was making.

"That just swish it together. Then we shall see if our kind can truly be two of a feather," Zecora told him as she poured out a bowl of soup for herself. Grabbing the flask, Julius vigorously shook it, his cum thoroughly mixing into the liquid. As the two intertwined, the color changed, first from pink, then to blue, then to brown, then back to pink, then finally setting. As the color stabilized, it was a swirling mass of both blue and brown, the two colors entwining with the blue dominate.

"OK, so what does that mean?" Julius asked as he grabbed a soup ladle and just ate from the cauldron; neither of them really minded.

"Hmmm, it would seem that your seed is changing to take to a mare. What wonderful news, this means you won't be bare," Zecora said with more happiness than Julius would have expected. "While not quite yet, the change is still underway. Sometime soon though, you'll be able to give mares a true and full lay," she said, smiling more than she should have.

"Heh, well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Humans are stupidity, adaptable, and scary, determined if nothing else. I guess someday I'll be starting a family, hell, maybe even a harem, or a, what did you call it a herd? Either way, someday down the line, it'll be happening," Julius said, with a bittersweet smile. It was as if with the news that he could have his own children here, the door to his past life shut, and the door to his new life truly opened.

Finishing their lunch with nothing more than slight small talk, the two learned more about the other's world. Julius had thanked God more times than he could count after hearing about how dangerous the Everfree forest was and how lucky he was in making it to Zecora's. The many dangers of the forest sounded too absurd to consider, but after all, he had been though he just lapped in Zecora's knowledge of the Everfree, he had no intention of leaving the forest soon. She told him of a town of ponies somewhat nearby, they were a few hours walk away, but she didn't really know anything about them. Whenever she went to the town, they seemed to run and hide.

"Really, I mean really, they're shunning a zebra? And here I thought we had problems in my world," Julius offhandedly remarked.

"This thing is known to you as well? Tell me why is it that others of your kind you repel," Zecora asked, tilting her head.

"Well, basically nobody really wants to forgive anyone, we really like holding onto grudges, and honestly, we spend far too much time trying to pick a fight," Julius responded, deadpanned. "Seriously, never ask me about our history; it's uhhh, I'd like to say bad, but that'd be an improvement," Julius said in a nervous laugh. "But yeah, if though ponies reject you just for having stripes, then I'm pretty sure they'd try to lynch me, so I'll be avoiding that place and any ponies for the foreseeable future," Julius finished.

Finishing their lunch, Julius stepped outside. Taking in a deep breath, the scent of the forest was truly refreshing. The air was clean, pure. Compared to the air back home, it was like comparing a brilliant crystal to sludgy dirt. Sitting down on the soft grass, Zecora soon followed him out. Nuzzling her muzzle against his side Julius slowly ran his fingers through Zecora's mane. Enjoying the silence, the atmosphere caused by the forest, the scent of wildflowers, and songs of birds, the two absentmindedly leaned into each other.

"Tomorrow, I'll be starting my magic training, I suppose," Julius somewhat asked, but more stated.

"It'll be more physical training, using your innate magic to keep you from straining. To built your reserves and your control so that using your magic doesn't take such a toll. However, a true gift is your healing magic. Not to train that would be tragic," Zecora told Julius, sighing.

"Don't worry. I'm sure I'll be getting many small cuts and bruises that I can heal while I train. That said, I am not going out of my way to get hurt," Julius said in a huff.

"A wise choice, don't get me wrong. Still, train it whenever you can for it to be strong," Zecora said softly, petting Julius's knee.

And so their day continued, with not much to note, just small talk and learning until it was time to sleep. Zecora slept in her bed, while Julius being too large for any furniture, slept on a very well-padded floor. Julius's sleep was a lot quieter that night. The same presence was there, but Zecora had put up many charms, and Julius could resist to some degree. He honestly felt somewhat bad. The presence didn't feel malevolent, just curious; if it was malevolent, then it could just burst right into his dream, but it seemed to respect his decision not to let it in.

Waking up, Julius prepared himself for the day. After eating a filling breakfast made by Zecora, Julius went off into the Everfree to train. For the most part, he did endurance training, running through the woods as fast as he could maintain. As his exhaustion started to overcome him, his magic would activate, refreshing him. For the first week, this was all he could safely do, but he could more readily call upon this magic as the week passed. At the end of the week, he was ready to move onto strength and speed.

The second week focused more on strength and speed. Like the week before, it started as nothing too special, just a burst when it was needed, but as the week progressed, he could more readily call upon this as well. His strength when boosted was impressive, sure it wasn't as much as a trained soldier or a minotaur, but his speed, agility, and endurance made up that difference. His speed was faster than earth ponies but slower, much slower than pegasi, but his insane endurance made up for it, and his agility was mind-boggling. Zecora could hardly believe it when Julius told her that this kind of endurance and agility was common among humans, well, minus the magic. Still, even without it, he'd be a challenge for any creature to take.

The third week went much the same, just a continuation of the second week, though focusing more on building up his magical control and reserves. His healing magic became more noticeable this week, healing off minor cuts from thorns almost as they happened. By the end of this week, he could go from sunrise to sunset at a constant pace before tiring. It was clear; his greatest strength was his endurance. It would be his healing magic if he could train it more. Skilled healers were easily worth twice their weight in gold, as complex as the magic was, but for the moment, all Julius could heal was himself, though he could do a fine job of it. He could even heal away some poisons; this was found out at Zecora's behest that he should try to heal them off under her supervision with the antidotes right there. The fourth week, however, on the fourth, things would change.