A Brief Window of Opportunity

I woke in a daze, buried in a pile of soft-velvety objects. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear girls giggling. Had I gone to a sorority party and gotten too drunk last night? That didn't really sound like me. But I did feel hung-over. I moved my hand against my side, and suddenly became aware of my own nudity. Oh god, this could be bad.

"Did it work?" one of the girls asked.

"Looks like it," an excited voice replied.

"Of course it worked," a more confident-sounding woman replied, "I performed the spell."

Spell? What kind of crazy shit have I gotten myself into this time?

"When do you think he's gonna wake up?" yet another voice questioned. Strangely enough, it sounded just like Rainbow Dash.

"It never takes 'em too long," replied a girl with a southern accent.

"Well I hope he's ready soon, I am absolutely famished for masculine affections."

"Oh, you get more than any of us, Rarity."

Rarity? These voices... There is no fucking way.

"Let's check if he's up!"

All around me, there was a subtle violet glow, as the objects piled on top of me slowly began pulling away. I wasn't sure what was happening, but recalling that I was nude, I grabbed at the one near my crotch and held it steadfast against myself. The bright light in the room filled my eyes, very nearly blinding me. As I adjusted to the light, I became aware of a number of things.

First, I was in a small, well-lit room with no windows. It appeared to be some kind of science lab, or library basement, or both. Second, all the objects in the room were pastel-colored, not a natural palette at all. And third? The girls... were ponies. The Mane Six to be precise. Now, I had often fantasized about this, but I had never given any legitimate thought to how I would feel about it really happening.

I was terrified.

I leapt backwards, crashing into a big metal box, and almost dropped my pillow-based surrogate clothing.

"Don't be scared, little guy," Fluttershy said in an assuring tone. Who is she calling little? She only comes up to my abdomen, anyway. Maybe her head would be at my shoulders if she was standing up.

"What's happening here? Is this a joke? Or is it real? Are you gonna turn me into a pony?! I'm not sure if I want to be a pony!"

"No, no, no," Twilight replied, giggling. "This is perfectly real, and I don't think I could turn you into a pony even if I wanted. We're interested in something else."

"Wuh... What?"

"Your penis!" Pinkie pie shouted, bouncing up and down.

I think I know what they're driving at, but I don't want to let my fantasies cloud my judgement and make a complete ass of myself. "So, you mean, you want to..."

"Have intercourse with you."

I just stood there, blinking in disbelief.

"She means sex." Rainbow Dash added blithely. "You have to use smaller words, Twilight, humans aren't very smart."

"I knew what she meant... I just... don't believe it."

"Why wouldn't you believe it, darling?"

"It's just um... I mean... why me? Why a human? Couldn't you just get stallions for that?"

"Well, I have no problem with getting stallions, but some of the other girls feel uncomfortable about it. On a professional level, being well-acquainted with the princesses dictates that we must maintain a good public image. They don't want rumors going around about how we are in bed. But you, why, you'll be gone by this afternoon, whether you like it or not. As an aside, it's quite easy to find one of you fellows with an interest in us, ever since Twilight worked out how to 'track internet history,' whatever that means."

I was immediately worried. How much of my internet history had they seen, exactly?

Twilight added, "plus, we don't have great contraception around here. It's always a risky business. The only other intelligent species we can mate with without fear of getting pregnant is griffons, and... well, they're part cat. Ouch."

"It's not that bad if the griffon is a mare, eh Dashie?" Pinkie asked.

"You're never gonna let that go, are you? That was just that one time at flight camp." Rainbow groaned, folding her arms.

"Girls," Twilight interrupted, before the argument could erupt into a catfight, "the matter at hand..."

"Right."

"So, what's it going to be? Yes or no?" Twilight asked as she approached, giving me intense bedroom eyes.

This should be such an easy question to answer, but I have so many ideas running through my head. Everything happening right now is so unbelievable that I can't help but think I must be hallucinating. What did I do last night? Of course, if this isn't real, I'm either dreaming, or I've gotten myself into so much trouble already that there's no more sense in holding back. "Uhhhhh... Yeah. Yes. Yes, I would like that."

"Excellent!"

"Which one of you, though?"

"Which one? No, all of us!"

"At the same time?"

"No, we'll take turns."

"Okay... who's going first?"

"That's up to you." Twilight replied. "I'm going last, though, if that's alright. Oh, and you're probably thirsty... Humans always are after the jump. There's a glass of water on the table next to you."

"Sure... Sure... Um..." I picked up the glass and took a few sips, only just then becoming aware of my parched throat and dry lips. I look over the other five ponies. Instantly, I rule out Pinkie. Not that I have anything against her, it's just... she's Pinkie. She'd probably tie my dick into a balloon animal or something. At the very least, I don't want to start with crazy.

Rarity was clearly the most experienced, might be good to start with her. Then again, that's experience with other ponies; I'm not sure how well that would translate to this interspecies stuff. Besides, everyone else was waiting for a turn with me, if she gets lucky all the time, maybe it wouldn't be fair to start with her.

I was tempted to go with Rainbow Dash, but I honestly wasn't sure what to expect from her. Would she be submissive? Dominant? Kinky? She was into griffons, apparently... Might even be some sadism in there. Great, now I'm a little scared of her.

Let's start with something simple. Down to Earth. Applejack. She's probably going to give me the most vanilla experience of all of them. Right?