Crazy About You: Chapter 1

>“Move, they're here!” you hear your condo neighbor shout as he passes you in the lobby.
>You walk against the trickle of people rushing out of the condominium, your feather mattress the only thing on your mind right now.
>Being on the second floor, you climb the stairs, bumping into the occasional panicked resident.
>Most people did not bother waiting until the end of the workday to save their own lives, but you really needed to make sure your code compiled without flaw for the next day of work.
>Not like there will be a next day, or a workplace with all this noisy chaos going around.
>Reaching your room, you fumble a bit with your keys as you lazily open the door.
>Closing the door behind you, you switch on the TV in the living room and crank up the volume.
>As you walk into your bedroom, you flop onto your bed and watch the world outside through your tinted window.
>“... as the creatures increase in number, they increase in variety as well, from fliers to telekinesis...”
>You zone out the news caster as you watch in fascination the scene that unfolded in front of your building.
>Large equine creatures appear to be chasing down the flood of people, cutting the crowd up with not only their presence, but what appears to be telekinesis as well.
>Glowing barriers of various colors separate and prevent any and all attempts at escape.
>Some of them take to the sky with wings, scoping out opportunities to pounce on unsuspecting people.
>But what came next piqued your curiosity.
>The creatures began to eat each individual human whole.
>You see signs of struggle and movement on the bellies of the more gluttonous equines.
>You even recognize one of your neighbors being taken up by one with a horn.
“Serves her right for gossiping 'bout my safe room being a meth lab.”
>You didn't need drugs to know how to rock 'n roll.
>Not that you played any instrument.
>Chuckling to yourself, you reach under your bed to find your Tranquilizer gun untouched.
“Daddy missed you, but we'll be shooting something much larger than stray cats this time.”
>As you change the dart loaded in the gun to a stronger drug, your thoughts drift over to your uncle.
>Good ole Uncle Joey, always buying something crazy for your birthday.
>Even giving you different types of darts to use depending on what you want to take down.
>While you didn't entirely understand how everything works, you've definitely got some practice around the neighborhood at night.
>No one really stopped you either, people here were generally too rich to care.
>As you pocket the gun with a few darts, you walk over to turn off the TV and open up a hidden panel in the floor of the living room.
>Typing a few numbers on the keypad, you unlock the safe room door that perfectly camouflages with the rest of the floor.
>Hearing the commotion in the hall outside your door, you hop into your safe room and secure the door behind you.
>You hear your condo door busted open, hoping that the hinges survived the assault.
>Those were some really expensive hinges.
>A gruff, male voice accompanies the numerous clopping sounds above you.
>“Remember everypony, check every corner.  Just because we have a clean-up crew doesn't mean we should miss any humans here.”
>...everypony, huh?  They seem much larger than ponies, but whatever floats their boat.
>You then hear a set of hooves exit into the hallway as 2 more sets begin to move around your living room.
>“Hey Glimmer?” a younger female voice breaks the short silence.
>“Yes Apple Shine?” a more mature, feminine voice responds.
>“Umm... so how does it feel?”
>“What, these morsels?”
>You hear a hearty slap and a muffled shriek of surprise.
>“Hm hm, well once you ignore the whole 'kicking and screaming' scene, they are quite delectable, this one has appeared to have calmed down quite a bit though.”
>The younger one gives a heavy sigh.
>”I sure wish sis was with us, she was given this building to go to, right Glimmer?”
>”Yes dearie, worry not your pretty little head, she will be joining us soon.  But in the meantime, let us enjoy the building we were assigned, .”
>Something clicked within you around this time.
>Was that... genuine concern for another of their own species?
>It has been so long since you have heard such a glorious tone of voice.
>High society, low society and everything inbetween have shown you only one thing:
>People are only out for themselves.
>Sure, everyone you meet try their best to act nice, but conversations tend to devolve into the same wars of pride.
>”Don't I look positively stunning today?” “When I was your age, I would walk 15 miles to work.” “That man's career is over once I show this to the boss!” “Please stop looking at my breasts.”
>Okay... maybe that last one was your fault, but you would hear the same ego-inflated topics from every person you talk to.
>Whoever hit the reset button on this world and filled it with these honest creatures, good on you.
>You listen to the delightful banter of the two ponies above you for another hour.
>An absolutely heavenly hour.
>”Hey... what's this on the floor?”
>You hear a rapping sound on the door above you.
>Well, not only is this safe room not soundproof, but it seems that the panel remains open for everyone to see.
>You owe those builders a nuclear wedgie.
>”Oh dear, it looks like a group of buttons with numbers inscribed on each one.  Reminds me of the safes back home, iron handle and all.”
>You bat a drip of sweat away from your chin, as you look around for any tools.
>These ponies got telekinesis, who else knows what they can do?
>A messy series of button presses and beeps and a huff of frustration interrupts your train of thought.
>”Ugh, looks like I can't press this right, mind tryin' Glimmer?  I'm sure there's something fun in there if you're right!”
>”I suppose I could, it should not be too difficult.”
>As you check your person for a solution for your situation, a second series of disorganized button presses is heard.
>”Hmph, well it appears that it is not suited for hooves, fortunately magic is a wonderful remedy.”
>Magic, huh...
>MAGIC?!
>Now you've got to see this, assuming you'll live through this.
>”Now dear, I typically like to count when figuring things like this.”
>Oh no, she's not going to...
>”Helps clear the mind, now one...”
>Beep.
>”Two...”
>Beep.
>”Three!”
>Beep.  Ding ding!
>The safe swings open, revealing you and a large amount of canned supplies inside.
>You look up to the victor with the dumbest grin on your face.
“Ladies, hope your afternoon has been divine.”
>As a gentle glow pulls you up to floor level, you take note of the two ponies.
>The smaller pony, who you assume is Apple Shine stares curiously at you with emerald eyes, her coat a light brown with a yellow mane.
>The larger one, Glimmer looks hungrily at you, her mane a fluffy royal blue and a coat of snow white.
>As she sets you down, her horn appears to glow the same color as the force pinning your feet to the ground.
>”My my my, and who do I owe the pleasure of this treasured meal?”
>Unable to move, you look straight at her and give her a smirk.
“My name is Anonymous miss, I hope my living quarters have been to your liking. You are my guest now, after all.”
>She gives a throaty laugh as she circles you, her crimson eyes sizing you up and tail batting at you on occasion.
>”Yes it has been quite pleasant.  Thank you for that.”
>She gives a lick to her lips, mouth obviously watering at this point.
>You offer her a smile, not breaking eye contact with her.
>”You are quite calm, considering your position, do you not know what I intend to do with you?”
“Ah yes, of course I do.  In fact I recognize you from outside earlier.  I do hope my neighbor has not given you too much trouble.”
>Glimmer gives a much more genuine laugh to that comment.
>You chuckle to yourself as well, seeing the pure joy in her face.
>”Quite the talkative one, you are.  Such a shame that you will be sharing the same fate as your neighbor.”
>Glimmer wastes no time and opens her maw wide and clamps down onto your midsection.
>You feel your feet propelled into the air as your entire vision is filled with tongue.
>The warm, sticky sensation of her saliva clung to you as her tongue began to explore every inch of your body.
>Pleasurable moans from Glimmer echo around you as she pulls you further into her body.
>The esophagus wastes no time and tightens around you, rhythmically dragging you further in.
>You feel your shoes being removed as your head pops into her stomach, empty of its previous occupant.
>You feel several licks on the heels of your feet, Glimmer savoring the taste of naked flesh.
>As more of your body slides into her, you slowly curl up as the stomach walls pulse and twitch with each heartbeat.
>Letting out an audible sigh, you hear Glimmer, “Oh dear Apple Shine, it truly is a unique taste that can be found nowhere else in our world.  Perhaps when you are older.”
>Your world rocks and sways around you until Glimmer settles down.
>Her stomach squeezes tightly on you, far more than any bed ever has.
“Fascinating.”
>A giggle is heard from your captor.
>”I am glad you are enjoying this as well as I am; not every day I can enjoy a moment with a meal.”
“Well, as comfy as it is in here, I'm afraid I'll have to cut our moment together short.”
>”Really now, what do you suppose you can do in your position?”
“Since we have a bit of time, I suppose I'll tell you a bit about myself.”
>Glimmer shifts uncomfortably as her stomach weaves her a story.
“I have quite a few food allergies, makes it difficult to go out and eat without worry.”
>You reach into your back pocket and pull out a small bottle.
>As if the stomach knows your intentions, it starts to clamp down on you.
“And I greatly dislike going to the hospital for such a petty reason, so I've come up with my own solution.”
>You hear a hoof tapping nervously as you reveal your master plan.
“Syrup of Ipecac, ever heard of it?”
>You open the bottle with one hand, and begin massaging the stomach with the other.
>Sounds of what you can assume is fearful whimpering and sighs of relief can be heard from your captor.
>Quite an interesting mix.
“Always carry a bottle of it with me, while not the best remedy for allergies, suits me just fine.”
>You dump a sizable amount of Ipecac on your surroundings, taking care to not have some yourself.
>”Ohh...”
“See you in a bit, love.”
>Her stomach starts seizing a bit, pinning you awkwardly against her insides.
>It takes a bit of time before the stomach starts filling up with liquid, before being shoved up the stomach's entrance.
>Your reunion with her throat is cut short as you are flung from her mouth onto your living room floor.
>Glimmer continues to make retching sounds as you stand to re-orient yourself in the world.
>In your messy state, you go over to the kitchen, wash your hands, grab an empty trash bag and attend to your Glimmer.
>While most of the poison has already been deposited onto your living room floor and your hair, you offer her the bag as her stomach continues to eject fluid.
>You rub her back to help ease the pain.
>”Why... why are you still helping me after that.”  Glimmer manages to say between dry heaves.
“Well, you are my guest, as well as your Apple Shine friend is over there, so please, relax and I'll take care of everything.”
>You flash Glimmer a smile as you stand up.
“Please use my couch, I'll be taking a shower shortly.”
>You see her nod at you before looking over to Apple Shine.
>”Shine, can you please help me up to the sofa over there?”
>You hear the clip-clop of hooves before you enter your bathroom.
>As you shower, you think to yourself.
*Alright Anon, you finally got a couple of girls in your living room.  Sure they're of a different species and one did make an attempt on your life, but man they sure know how to be honest and caring.  Can't mess this up now!*
>You high-five yourself, the sound echoing against the tile floor.
>”Anonymous, are you okay in there,” Apple Shine calls out to you.
“Just a minute, almost done!”
>You hastily exit the shower, don some of your more formal clothes, pocket your spare tranquilizer gun and exit your bedroom to your living room.
>To your surprise, the living room floor is completely clean.  The only evidence of filth is the bloated trash bag currently suspended in mid-air as Glimmer ties the bag shut.
“Thank you dear, thought I had to clean that myself.”
>She looks at you with a bit of guilt lining her face.
>”It's the... least I could do.”
>She lays the bag near the entrance of your condo and completely relaxes on your couch.
>”Anonymous...”
“Anon please, all my friends call me that.”
>”Well Anon, I sure hope you can still accommodate us, we were assigned this building to take for our own, and I hope we can co-exist.”
“No more thoughts about eating the tasty human?”
>Glimmer winces at that comment.
>”No, at least not now.  I am far too queasy to even consider the notion.”
>You sit on the other end of the couch as Glimmer eyes you.
>”While I cannot promise anything in the future, your company is definitely different, and welcome.”
>Glimmer gives a weak chuckle, “If you were a stallion, I am sure your sweet talk earlier would have swept me off my hooves.”
>You smile at her in response.
“Well, good to know my charm goes beyond species.”
>Your eyes drift over to Apple Shine, who has been taking this entire conversation standing near the island in your kitchen.
“Hey Apple Shine, come on over, I don't bite, I promise.”
>Apple Shine meekly trots over to you.
>While she isn't as big as Glimmer, her head still comes up to your chest if you were standing.
>”H-hi Anon'mous...”
“Anon is fine dear, come on, this sofa is big enough to support all of us.”
>You scoot closer to Glimmer as Apple Shine takes up the rest of the sofa's space.
>You wrap an arm around her as she settles in, instinctively scratching behind her ears.
>She appears surprised by this action at first, but quickly warms up to it and leans her sizable head against your shoulder.
>”Careful now Anon, she's just a filly.  I would assume you're of adult age?”
>Without letting off Shine's ear, you look over to Glimmer to respond.
“Yes I am, and I will take your advice to heart.”
>You pause for a moment to get up from your seat.
“Well, there's probably a lot of pony convention I'm not familiar with, mind enlightening me while I make us some snacks?”
>Glimmer weakly smiles at you.
>”As long as I can keep it down, I'm fine with whatever you can cook.  Just remember that we're quite large in comparison to you.”
“Well, I can guarantee that it will be poison-free, and I have plenty of food in storage, so no worries about that.  As long as you can provide the conversation, I can provide the food.”
>”Deal.” Glimmer says with a smirk.
“So, what dishes do you enjoy in your home world?”