Equestrian Studies: Ponyville Section

Day One, Entry One:

My name is Professor Jacob Stone, quantum physicist. My older colleagues all said the Human race was decades from discovering the means to create a stable wormhole, but I have never been one for following convention. Building upon the works of Daniel Jafferis, Ping Gao, and Aron Wall, I was able to successfully create, for a very short time, a wormhole large enough to step through...

Which brought me here.

I must admit my initial actions were rather...rash. I had no way of knowing where the portal would take me, or what the conditions would be once I arrived. I only had the briefest glimpse of an Earth-like world on the monitor before I heard and saw the college's security force beating down the door to the lab, so I had only moments to make a decision. I quickly adjusted the controls and stepped through the portal just as the door was being smashed open.

The next thing I knew, I was on a grassy hilltop, with a large city in the foreground. I looked around, and judging from the lack of pursuit, I could only surmise the portal closed as soon as I stepped through, which meant I was stranded here until I could recreate the conditions of the lab.

But for the moment, all such feelings of despair were cast aside, fully submersed under the exhilaration of being the first Human to travel to another world by wormhole! I took a moment to breathe deeply of the air, and was further thrilled to find the atmosphere not only sustaining but also invigorating! I had never before encountered such pure air before, and for the first few moments, I simply enjoyed it.

Then, I took my first steps in this new world and was surprised to find my body felt...lighter. Wherever in the Universe this was, the gravity here was less than that on Earth...not significantly so as it would be on Earth's Moon, but noticeable. I looked down at myself. I'd come through the portal with only my clothes, my lab coat, my wallet, my cellphone, keys to my car and my apartment, and my journal. And my glasses.

Which I squinted through, took them off, and found that I didn't need them anymore! The objects off in the distance instantly became crystal-clear, meaning that my body was being affected by this environment in ways I couldn't imagine!

I could only hope all the changes would be beneficial.

As I'd begun this adventure with the intent of exploring, exploring is what I'd do. So, I set off in the direction of the shining city, and could only hope that the natives here were friendly, and not at all as mine would be if an alien were to suddenly appear on their streets.

Wish me luck, whoever finds this journal.

"What the HELL is that?!" a mare screamed as she pointed to the bipedal creature approaching the gates. The guards quickly took position and lowered their spears, as whatever it was stopped and raised its...arms?...in an apparent show of compliance. Then it spoke, but its words were pure nonsense, unlike any language anypony had heard before.

"Alright, bud...or whatever you are...just remain calm..." said one of the guards as he sidled nearer. Reaching behind him to his belt, he slowly brought out some cuffs. "We're just gonna put these on you, and then take you to one of our cells...no sudden moves, okay?" To everypony's relief, the creature merely held out its arms and calmly allowed itself to be captured, and then quietly led off through the streets. Ponies stopped whatever they were doing and stared at the beast, while word quickly spread so that others came to their doors and windows and looked out, as all gawped and whispered to one another. By the time the guards had reached the Castle with it, a very large herd had gathered, and remained long after it had been ushered through the mighty doors and taken away.

The creature looked around itself in what appeared to be awe as it stared at all the trappings of the Royal Castle: the marble floors, the high, stained glass windows, the bright tapestries, and it also seemed to be just as surprised at seeing ponies as they were to see it. It seemed to take particular attention to the mares, for every time a maid would come into view, it would stare even longer, and utter more of those nonsense words. At this, the guards would frown and grip it even tighter, and then rush it along faster, for all but a few of the mares would exhibit fright upon seeing the creature. For despite its familiar-looking body, its facial features were just...wrong. Its eyes were too small, as were its ears and nose...and it had no tail. When it opened its mouth to speak, it was revealed it had sharp, canine teeth, so it must be some sort of predator. That, and it was tall. Very tall...at least half a foot taller than the tallest guard currently escorting it down the halls. And even though it had flecks of grey in its beard, indicating advancing age, it still looked like it could do some damage if it weren't restrained.

So, they were taking no chances.

Once they made it to the underground cells, they did a thorough search of its clothing and found a strange object: a black rectangle, made of some sort of metal and plastic. The creature became agitated when it was removed, and tried to reach for it, but was held back by several guards. This was when they discovered it was unusually strong, as well as being tall. One of the keys was also unusual, as it didn't seem to match anything they'd ever seen, as it was just a fob with buttons on one side. There was a drawing of an unopened lock on one button and an opened lock on another, as well as one with a lightning bolt. So, it could possibly be some sort of weapon. They also removed its shoes, in case it was hiding something within them, and briefly considered making it strip completely, but finally settled on having it remove all but its underwear. If the expression on its face was any indication, it wasn't happy with these arrangements, but other than the incident with the rectangle it showed no other hostility.

But several of the female guards couldn't hide their blushes as their eyes kept straying towards the creature's crotch, and though they didn't say a word to each other they each exchanged knowing glances...

Jacob sat on the cold bench of the concrete cell, weighing his options. "I suppose I should be grateful that they didn't terminate me at first sight..." he thought to himself. He stared out the bars at the guards pacing outside. "Human-Equine hybrids! In all my imaginings, I would never have come up with these lifeforms!" He barely suppressed a shiver as the cold was starting to seep in through his buttocks. "I wonder how long they'll keep me in here?" His stomach then chose that moment to growl. "...and if they'll feed me...?" he added as an afterthought. He looked down at his still-cuffed wrists and then stared at his arms. Was it his imagination, or was he more...muscular? It wasn't out of the question, as his eyesight had already improved within a few moments of arriving here...wherever "here" was...but until he found a way to communicate with his captors, all the changes would be for naught if they left him to starve...or worse.

He lifted his wrists to eye level and gave them an experimental yank. The chain connecting his cuffs was sturdy, but he could feel it giving way if he exerted just a bit more pressure. But then, he lowered his hands and sighed. Even if he could break them, and even if he could break out, where would he go? He was in the middle of a vast Castle, in the heart of a vast, alien world of which he knew nothing...there was nowhere else to go. Besides, he wasn't some action hero; he was a middle-aged scientist...who had allowed his own hubris to cause him to be stuck in this situation.

He looked around his cell. It was obviously made for beings of their stature, for when he stood, his head brushed against the ceiling. There was nothing in the tiny space but the bench on which he sat, and a bucket in the corner, which, judging from the smell, was meant to serve as his toilet. And as he suddenly felt the need to urinate, he was grateful they'd fastened his hands together in front of him, which made the process a simple matter of standing over the bucket, pulling down his briefs, and taking careful aim. And that was when he looked down at himself and almost stopped the process, for his eyes grew wide as he stared at his member. Had it gotten...bigger? It certainly felt heavier, but that could just be his imagination!

He was still in the process when he heard giggling, and he whipped his head around. There, pressed up against the bars and watching him, or rather, a certain part of him, were three females, all blushing and pointing! He quickly turned his back on them ( to the sound of disappointed groans ) finished his business and covered up, then resumed his seat. He placed his hands in his lap and kept his knees together, while his cheeks were flaming! He'd never been a "chick magnet" back home, so their attention was extremely embarassing, especially given the fact he couldn't tell these beings' ages yet so he had no idea how old these girls were! For all he knew, he had just inadvertently exposed himself to some kids!

As they still stood there giggling and whispering to each other, while keeping their (BIG!) eyes on him, he heard one of the guards walk back into the area and speak in a sharp tone. They all jumped, and then scurried away, still laughing among themselves. The guard came to the door of the cell, watched the girls leave, and then spoke to Jacob in what sounded like an apology, if he was reading his body signals correctly.

But the guard hadn't returned alone.

With him were three other guards, along with four other beings who clearly weren't military types. Jacob's eyes grew wide as he focused on the fact all four had what looked like some sort of..."horn"...protruding from their foreheads, as well as the fact they were all wearing lab coats. He swallowed. These were either scientists or doctors, or both...and he hoped their examinations did not involve any...probing.

"How's that? Do you understand us?!" the lead scientist asked, rather loudly. Jacob held his hands over his ears and stared blankly at the one who had spoken, while the pony's colleagues reprimanded him.

"Higher volume won't make the potion work any faster, Doctor Methods," one of the others chided. "Give it some time." They were all gathered in one of the examination rooms of the Castle, with guards posted within and outside. The room had been recently converted to accommodate their unusual "guest," as the Princesses had decided it was unsafe to move him from the privacy of the Castle, while too many subjects had already seen him. The creature was seated on an exam table, still clad only in its underwear, as no hospital gowns were able to fit him. The scientists and doctors all stood around him scribbling notes, while the creature watched them warily. Having dealt with non-speakers before, they'd offered a potion that would temporarily grant the being the ability to understand Ponish, but there were no guarantees it would work on such an alien. That, and it had shown a great reluctance to ingest anything other than food that was offered to it, so it had taken some coaxing. Success had been reached when Doctor Sophe, one of the prettier scientists, had prevailed in convincing the creature to trust that the substance was harmless after she had brought a glass of it to her lips and took a sip, smiled sweetly up at him, and then offered the same glass to him. He'd smiled back and readily accepted the potion from her. The fact the creature was more willing to trust a pretty female wasn't lost on the scientists, so they resolved to use this method more often in the future.

They were all in the midst of comparing notes when they suddenly heard a quiet, "Hey...I think I understand you..." and then they all spun around and looked at him.

"Did...did you say something?" asked Doctor Methods. The creature nodded.

"Y...yes...I did." He put a hand to his head. "This is quite...strange..." Then the scientists all began talking at once!

"Who are you?!" "What are you?!" "How did you get here?!" "Are there more like you here?!" What is your name?!" Doctor Methods held up his hands for silence. "Colleagues! Please! One at a time!" He turned to the alien. "First of all, allow me to introduce myself: my name is Doctor Methods, and you are in Equestria. How did you arrive here, and what are your intentions?"

He stared around at them all, then slowly said, "My...my name is Stone...Doctor Jacob Stone...and I'm...a scientist."

The pony scientists and doctors hastily scribbled notes, and then one asked, "A scientist? What is your field of study?"

Jacob took in the rustic-looking walls, the primitive (to his view) medical instruments, and hesitated a moment more before saying, "Quantum physics." The ponies all stared blankly at him.

After exchanging puzzled glances, one finally said, "We...are not familiar with that...discipline. Can you elaborate?"

Jacob placed a hand behind his head and said, "It...might take a while to explain. But basically, it's the study of matter and energy at the most fundamental level, allowing for particles to exist in two places at the same time." He paused, and then asked, "Are you familiar with the 'Planck' length?" They all indicated the negative. He continued. "The Planck length is the scale at which classical ideas about gravity and space-time cease to be valid, and quantum effects dominate. This is the 'quantum of length', the smallest measurement of length with any meaning. And roughly equal to 1.6 x 10-35 m or about 10-20 times the size of a proton..." but stopped as Doctor Methods held up a hand.

"That...will be quite enough, Doctor Stone...I think we've heard more than we need to..." Through a smile that seemed rather forced, he added, "We'll be returning your clothing and other items just as soon as the guards have determined they pose no threat. Please, wait here just a bit longer while we adjourn to discuss our findings."

And with that, they turned as one and rushed out of the room, leaving him with his guards...and the feeling he hadn't made a good impression.

"Have you ever heard such...nonsense?!" Doctor Methods scowled. "I'm not sure if he's insane or simply delusional!"

"Indeed!" replied Doctor Cario, "...as everypony knows, there is no 'smallest measurement of length!' Through thamun studies, it has been proven that Space and Time are Infinite!" His scowl equaled his colleagues. "And...what is this talk of a..."proton?"

"Obviously, some object that is very small, given the measurements he mentioned," reasoned Doctor Sophe, "and therefore insignificant." She looked around. "So, what we to do with him?"

"He is most certainly a fraud," replied Doctor Hypo, "...but he remains a rare resource for alien study. I propose we continue to examine him, find out more about himself and his world, and if it is determined he poses no threat to Pony Society, inform Their Highnesses of our decision." To this, they all agreed.

The males turned to Doctor Sophe. "He seems to respond best to you, Doctor. We'll leave it up to you to inform him of our conditions."

She bowed slightly and said, "I'll tell him at once."

But as she left the room and proceeded down the hall back to the alien, she smiled quietly to herself.

Jacob tensed as the door opened, and then relaxed as the pony mare reentered the room. He watched as she spoke briefly to the guards, who frowned at her and shook their heads, but then her voice took on a more demanding tone. They looked from her to him, then nodded and left. She locked the door, then slowly turned to him with a smile.

"Good evening, Doctor Stone," she purred as she removed her glasses. "I'm here to give you a more...thorough...physical examination..."

Jacob stared at her, then swallowed past a suddenly dry throat. "Is...is she...coming on to me?" he thought to himself, as he watched her sloooowly take off her lab coat and free her hair from its "librarian's bun" so that it cascaded over her shoulders and down her back in waves of auburn and russet. She also watched him as she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her white blouse, then smiled as she saw his eyes grow larger. He hadn't noticed before, under her lab coat, but now that it was removed (and her top was now partly open!), he saw her breasts were...impressive...and he started to react accordingly.

Namely, he began to have the erection of his life!

Jacob blushed and placed his hands back in his lap, but not before she noticed! She giggled, "There's no need to be so modest, Doctor! I'm a scientist, just as you are, and my work here will be strictly professional!" As his face turned bright red, she giggled again and took up a notepad and pen in her magic, then scooted a stool over to his table and sat down with her legs crossed beneath her short black business skirt, giving him a view of her sweet, dark-stockinged thigh. She smiled up at him and clicked her pen. "Now then, how BIG are you?" Her cheeks slightly flamed as she corrected herself and said, "...I mean, how TALL?"

It took him a moment to recover, but he then managed, "I...I'm just over six feet tall." His brow furrowed. "I don't know how those measurements translate on this world."

With another smile, she stood and went to one of the cabinets, then fished around until she found a cloth tape measure. Then, she stood in front of him while he was still seated. "I think I can find out if they're the same. Would you please stand?"

"St..stand?"

She nodded. "So I can properly measure you." She took a step back and motioned for him to rise. "If you would be so kind?" Slowly, Stone got to his feet and, with his hands still strategically placed in front of him, rose to his full height. She stared up and up at him. "My goodness...you certainly ARE tall!" Even though she'd been among the other pony scientists with him earlier, he had been seated on the table, so his height (and proximity!) were rather...breathtaking! Unfurling the tape, she held it up to his head in her magic and let the end fall to the floor, then read the numbers. "Twelve hoof-widths! VERY impressive!" she added as she scribbled on her notepad. She looked up again and asked, "Would you make a muscle for me? So I can measure your bicep..." He hesitated, then lifted one arm and gave it a flex. By now, she was beginning to get a bit...heated...as she wrapped the tape around his bicep and then wrote down the numbers. She then let her gaze fall to his midsection. "I...need to measure your...waist. If...if you would remove your hands, it would be much...(gulp!) easier..." she whispered.

He hesitated again, trying to read her face. Her pupils were dilated, and she was breathing heavily...so he knew they were WELL past being "professional!" But...being the consummate scientist, he told himself this was all...erm..."research" into this alien culture, so he did as she asked. He slowly lowered both of his hands...to reveal a now thirteen-inch cock that was straining against his tidy-whities! "Oh my..." she whispered as she stared at it, then slowly...licked her lips. "I...think this will require...a 'hands-on' approach, Doctor Stone..." as she kept her "eyes on the prize" while wrapping the tape measure around his waist in lieu of using her magic. He tensed as she slowly ran a hand over his privates, then said throatily, "If...if you could pull down your undergarment, I...I can get a more...accurate measure of your...BEAST." No longer hesitating, he pulled at the waist of his underwear and exposed his cock. She was standing so close to him that it >popped!< up and bopped on her tits, which caused her to gasp again. "It's so...BIG..." she whispered, then dropped all pretense and wrapped her warm, soft, tiny hands around it. "I've never seen a penis this...huge before," she purred as she slowly started stroking it, "...do you mind if I...(gulp!)...sample its...taste?" This time, he smiled and shook his head, then sat down on her stool and spread his legs.

"Oh my gawd," she moaned as she fell to her knees in front of him, then stuck out her tongue and licked his dick! The mushroom-shaped head was foreign to her, but she ran her tongue all around it, then wrapped her mouth over it and began bobbing her head. "Mmmph...mmmph...mmmph...it's so tasty!" she declared as she took her mouth off his cock for a moment, then swallowed him again! Having only sucked a few cocks in college, she couldn't deepthroat him like the big-tittied bimbos in Ponyville, but she still did her best! Even if she were experienced in sucking dick, she doubted ANY mare could take on a cock this size! It was not only long but thick, and she had trouble getting her whole mouth around it. But what she couldn't fit in her mouth, she stroked lovingly, and was then rewarded by the sounds of his passionate moans. "Does that feel...good, Doctor? Am I...making you....cum?" she asked as she continued to stroke and lick him while keeping her sultry gaze on his face. He could only nod as he sat with mouth open and his tongue lolling out.

She giggled impishly and said, "Please don't tell my colleagues, but I LOVE sucking cock...even if I'm not that good at it..." She then closed her eyes and took him back into her mouth, this time making a conscious effort to swallow MORE!

"I...I...beg to differ, Doctor..." he moaned, "I'd say you're quite good at it..."

She >popped!< him out of her mouth only long enough to say, "That's sweet of you..." then went back to her sexy work. There's nothing like a determined scientist on a mission, and Doctor Sophe was one who never backed down from a challenge! "I'm (mmph!) getting (mmph!) you down (mmph!) my (MMMPHH!) throat!"

Ever the gentleman, Doctor Stone had been raised to always offer help to a woman in need. So he stood, grasped her by the head (as her eyes flew open!), and grunted, "All..allow me to...assist!" He then began thrusting his cock into her mouth as she stared up and him and tried to shake her head. But as his cock hit the erogenous zone in the back of her throat (which, as a scientist, she knew she had but had never felt before), her eyes began to glaze over, and her arms fell helplessly to her sides. With his "assistance," she was able to do something she'd never accomplished before:

DEEPTHROAT A COCK!

She shut her knees and moaned as her first orgasm hit her while the Human kept up his dick assault on her sweet throat...thrusting deeper and deeper the more his pleasure grew. She reached up and tore her blouse open, fully exposing her boobs with her now-hardened nipples. She then grabbed her tits with both hands and massaged them while still getting her throat roughly violated, and the GLURK! GLURK! GLURK! sound filled the room!

"Do...you...want me...to...cum...in your...mouth?" he grunted. She squealed around her mouthful and nodded, which was all he was waiting for! "All..right! Here...it...COMES!!" he roared as he cut loose and unleashed a jet of spunk into the helpless mare's throat...followed by another! And another! Sophe gulped over and over as she greedily swallowed her first tastes of Human cum...which also caused her to reach climax again! And again! AND...

AGAIN!

Once Stone was done, and he released her head and pulled his slimy cock out of her throat, she fell panting on her side to the floor. He went down on one knee beside her and asked, "Are...you okay, Doctor Sophe?"

She managed to open her eyes and stared directly at his cock. "That...thing...made me orgasm harder than I have ever done before!" With a pleading look, she said, "Do it again!" He smiled and nodded.

"As you wish, Doctor."

It was a very happy and VERY satisfied mare that stumbled out of the examination room an hour later. She was just trying to fix her mane when she heard, "Oh, there you are, Doctor Sophe! Was your examination of the Human fruitful?" She smiled at Doctor Methods, then gave a dainty burp.

"Excuse me..." Then, her eyes went dreamy as she whispered, "It was quite fruitful indeed, Doctor!"

"Splendid!" he cried. Please give me a full report on what you discovered!" She nodded, then swayed slightly, which made him frown with concern. "Are you not feeling well, Doctor?" She gave him a bright smile.

"I'm feeling just...wonderful!"