Lending Lyra a Hand

>day 14 in Equestria
>finally found a place to live and are settling into life in an unfamiliar world
>knock at the door
>OHSHI-
>slowly open door to reveal Lyra
>everythingwentbetterthanexpected.tiff
>"Hi, Anon" she says.
"I'm sorry, we haven't met. And you are?" you lie.
>"Lyra. Nice to meet somep... someone new in town. I wondered if you needed a HAND with anything."
>you can see her staring at your hands with a fanatical zeal
"No. I've already unpacked all my boxes."
>"Oh." she says dejectedly
>"Well, you can always find me around town if you need something. I guess I'll"
"Do you want to come inside? I was just about to have some lunch. I could make you some if you want."
>she races inside your door and slouches human-style in one of your chairs
>what do you make now? She's a herbivore but you've got a special deal with AJ for pork and chicken
"Lyra, I'm almost out of vegetables so I'll have to make you something with meat in it. I hope that's okay.
>she gasps in shock, then agrees, trying very hard to sound nonchalant
>you can tell she is somewhat excited to eat meat
>look through pantry
>taco shells, apples, lettuce, carrots, ground beef in freezer, cheese
>closeenough.png
>make tacos
>the smell of grilling beef wafts across the room
>Lyra breathes in
>she starts hacking and dry heaving and excuses herself to your bathroom
>nothing in there is intended for use by ponies
>you can hear her vomit
>I'm not cleaning that up
>she tries to take a drink of water from your faucet, but can't turn the knobs
>she turns on the shower and drinks from that
>you can hear her give herself a faint peptalk
>Lyra cleans herself off with your towels. She stands on her hind legs and walks back to the kitchen
>you ask why she's walking like that
>"It's just that everything here was meant for some....one with two legs."
>tacos are ready.
>Lyra grimaces at the thought of eating a cow like the ones she used to know as a fill
>You serve Lyra a plate
>she looks at it like it's poison
>you start eating away
>she gets uncomfortable and tries to pick up a shell
>it slides out of her hooves
>why can't I hold these tacos?
>you stop and try to help her
>nothing works
>you forget lunch and start talking to Lyra about your jobs
>she mentions she's the best lyre player in Equestria
>you ask if she could play you something
>she plays a fairly good, but slow, version of Winter Wrap Up
>you clap for her
>as you clap her face begins to blush.
>you ask if you can try playing
>you do an okay rendition of a song you learned on violin as a child.
>she's astounded
>"Anon, that's some of the best playing I've ever seen."
"Really? I thought it was just okay."
>"Wait right there. I'm going to get Octavia."
>she and Octavia return almost instantly via teleport
>"Anonthony. A pleasure to meet you!" Octavia says, holding a violin from the orchestra
>Lyra explains to her the situation as she hands you the violin
>you attempt, poorly, to play a vaguely remembered Bach sonata
>they're astounded and take you to Twilight for further study
>she hooks your hands to a series of electrodes
>records you playing
>"The secret lies entirely in Anon's extra appendages from his hand."
>Lyra asks Twilight if she can build prosthetic hands so the orchestra can attempt more difficult music
>you can tell Lyra's bullshitting through her teeth
>Twilight says she hasn't done enough research and any attempt could be dangerous
>Lyra pushes Twilight to transform her hooves into hands with a mad look in her eyes
>Twilight tries a spell from a dusty book
>Lyra looks at her hooves and makes this face as new fingers appear
>She tries playing her lyre again
>absolutely amazing
>she thanks Twilight and you for giving her an opportunity to play better and walks back home
>you go home and forget about what happened
>next morning
>another knock at the door
>grab your lucky baseball bat in case of Flutterrapist
>Lyra again
>as you let her in the door, you notice her hands are bandaged
"What happened to your hands?" you ask
>"You didn't tell me these things were so thin! I tried putting on my shoes today but the nails went through."
>you give her a pair of work gloves so she doesn't cut herself anymore
>"Another thing, nothing here was built for use with hands!"
>youdontsay.avi
>"I'm also getting worn out walking on two hooves all the time. I can only do that for a little while."
"Do you want Twilight to undo the spell?" you ask
>"No, not just yet." she replies
>"There are a few... advantages" she says, wistfully
>flash cut to her schlicking, typing a My Little Human clopfic on a typewriter Twilight is building for you, petting Bon Bon's mane as she sleeps while whispering "Who's a good horsie? You are? Yes you are. What's that? 'Neigh?'" and running away as soon as Bon Bon wakes up
>"OK. So why did you come to me?"
>"I had a crazy idea and I totally get if you don't want to do it but what if, hear me out, you performed with the Equestria Orchestra next week at their concert series debut. I could be your... girlfriend."
>areyoufuckingkiddingme
>"No, see, it not only would make you a celebrity, it would help people see you as just another member of the herd and not 'that hairless monkey alien' like they think of you now."
"Back up, you would be my 'girlfriend'?" you say, grossed out
>"That's nothing. I just meant I would accompany you to the show. I was just trying to use the words you're familiar with. We wouldn't have to buck or anything, because I know you're not into ponies. It's all part of the 'Anon's a regular everyday normal pony' scheme
>you agree, reluctantly
>she grabs your face with her gloved hands and thanks you profusely
>what have I gotten myself into
>be the night of the debut
>you've practiced the sheet music Octavia gave you but are still only moderately good at it
>doesn't matter, ponies still think you're incredible
>you dress in a suit Rarity tailored specially for you in exchange for threading needles for her
>it's gaudy but nobody knows what human clothes look like
>Lyra knocks again
>you open the door and are somewhat shocked
>her face looks more like a human face
>you can tell she's wearing prosthetic feet and high heels
>her skin seems less green
"Lyra, you look... gorgeous."
>"Thank you, Anon. You look...HANDsome"
>if she doesn't stop with the hand puns...
"So, are you going to teleport us there?"
>"No, I got us something more romantic"
>she points to a carriage being pulled by Bon Bon and Pinkie
>you're WTFing hard at this
>before you can speak she leads you to the carriage
"Lyra, why are Pinkie and Bon Bon tied to this carriage?"
>Twilight gave me copies of your human literature. It just seemed like a romantic gesture
>she pulls out a whip and smacks Pinkie really hard
>Pinkie perks up and takes off galloping
"Stop! Lyra, there's no need to whip them like that. Just tell them where we're going."
>"But Anon, isn't this how you did it on Ear-"
"Horses there can't talk. You can. I won't watch you whip my friends like this."
>She sighs and asks Pinkie and Bon Bon to take you to the symphony.
>"Roger dodger," says Pinkie before Lyra reminds her that Earth horses don't talk.
>Lyra's taking this whole "human girlfriend" thing too seriously you think.
>you arrive at the symphony in time
>Lyra gets out and pays Pinkie in sugarcubes
>she almost hitches them to a tree before remembering your directions.
>as soon as you step out, Pinkie runs away on a sugar high, dragging Bon Bon behind her
>you look back at Lyra's feet and you see what you think is an ankle coming from the top of her prosthetic feet
>you look back at her face and notice her horn seems smaller
>"You're supposed to meet Octavia backstage. I'll be in the front row, putting my hands together after your solo."
>AGAIN WITH THE FUCKING HAND JOKES
>you walk backstage and see Octavia waiting for you impatiently
>"Anonthony! Is this what humans call punctuality? We're on in 15 minutes and you have yet to rehearse."
>you rehearse with the symphony but they all still treat you like an outsider
>you set up on the stage, right in the middle so everypone can see their star performer
>you play along easily, the notes are all single notes or at the same distance across
>the audience applauds as Octavia approaches a microphone
>"Ladies and gentlestallions, as I'm sure you know by now, Equestria has a new species residing within it.
>Through careful observation and conversation with Anonthony, we have determined that his... unique extremities have given him a musical ability unrivaled by anypone. We are pleased to introduce the first human member of the Equestria Orchestra, Anonthony!"
you wave at the crowd nervously. you can hear hundreds of gasps and monocles dropping as they look at your hand
>"Anonthony will be performing for us a solo piece from his home planet"
>launch into Vivaldi's Rite of Spring with motifs of Winter Wrap Up mixed in
>the crowd is in awe
>furious applause at the end, which sounds like a stampede
you look down and see Lyra clapping in the front row as the curtain closes
>after the curtain closes, a stallion walks away and calls you a freak
>feelsbadman.jpg
you ride home on the same carriage with Lyra
>she does most of the talking about how proud she was of you and how she defended you from people who called you a mutant
>back at your house
>Lyra asks "Isn't this where you invite me in for a drink?"
"You know there's no alcohol in Equestria."
>"We could make some coffee."
"Since when do ponies drink coffee?"
>"Twilight was able to simulate it after reading a science textbook."
>she gives you a jar labeled "Cofee"
>you make two cups
>it's terrible and you stop after a couple of sips
>Lyra drinks it all, burning her hands on the mug several times.
>She asks you quite bluntly "So isn't this where the human mating ritual begins?"
>you say "Lyra, you know my policy. I do not fuck ponies. I think you should leave."
>she asks to use your bathroom before she leaves
>you agree but insist she must leave right after and not break anything.
>she takes like 10 minutes
>she eventually calls for you "Uh, Anon. Can you come in here?"
>you wonder what she broke
>you enter and are shocked to see Lyra standing there with a human body with just a slight tinge of green to her skin
"What did you do?" you yell at her
>"I don't know." she responds
>OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
>part of you is freaking out that she's not a pony anymore but part of you secretly enjoys her new human form
>she thoughtfully wore a light green bra/panty set as part of her "human girlfriend" outfit
>ignoring how weird that is, you call Twilight using the phone she set up.
>Twilight's phone goes straight to voicemail saying you should call back during business hours
>You tell Lyra she can sleep with you for one night, but no sex. She's still technically a p0ne.
>She says, "Come on, Anon, haven't you always wondered what it's like?"
>You admit that in any other circumstance, you'd be all over her, but you don't have sex with ponies, even if they're temporarily transformed.
>she unhooks her bra and asks again
>don't do this to me, boner.
>you say no, although she can see you're getting turned on
>"Ooh, looks like somebody's got a unicorn in their pants."
>begone, ye lusty temptress
>she unbuttons your pants and slides down your underwear
>nononononononono
>as she grins maniacally, she starts jerking you off with both hands.
>yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes
OK, I fuck horses
>you start fingering her and she squeaks with pleasure
>both of you start climaxing at the same time
>You cum into her mouth as she shoots mint scented juices across your arm
>you sniff the minty goo
>BUENO
>you and Lyra fall asleep on your bed
>when you wake up, Lyra asks if you're going to call Twilight and change her back to a pone
>she seems depressed that her hands will be gone forever soon
"I don't know. What happened last night was incredible but this world wasn't meant for humans. Unless you can find an arrangement like mine, it's not something I'd recommend."
>she asks you not to change her back. She loves having hands and feet.
>you decide not to call today, hoping she'll change her mind later
>you go out and check the mailbox
>Octavia sent you a letter requesting that you become a permanent member of the orchestra
>you come back inside to find Lyra trying on your shirts and pants
>"I won't tell her just yet" you think to yourself
>you realize you left your violin at the opera house
>"Hey Lyra," you call to her. "I need to go by the opera house. Can you lend me a hand?"
>she agrees and you walk there, hand in hand.

END