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- >The rest of the day goes by without anything big happening
- >You and Anon are both exhausted
- >But happy
- >Cuddles are happening
- >As well as you streaming some Deep Space Nine for you both to watch
- >Anon was right, it's pretty good
- >On a side-note, he did use a mirror to show you just how odd your eyes look when you project
- >But hey, sometimes freaky is cool
- >Speaking of freaky
- >You've promised Anon a roll in the hay with you as a human, as well, after the both of you get used to it
- >It'd be less embarrassing to get caught having sex with a gorgeous girl in public than being caught having sex with a horse in public, after all
- >You briefly wonder if you can be an ant-eater
- >Those look tailored for blowjobs
- >...
- >What happened to you, you used to be so innocent
- >Okay, anyway, enough of that
- >At the end of the day, you both snuggle into bed together
- >Much as you'd like to enjoy the intimacy with Anon, today's taken a lot out of you, both the transformations and the dicking
- >And as such, you're already asleep when your head hits the pillow
- >You wake up the next morning
- >You have no desire to open your eyes
- >Or get out of bed
- >So warm
- >You feel Anon's arms still embracing you
- >And his morning wood
- >You feel that too
- >You gigglesnort
- >You had failed to take that into account
- >Anon's still asleep though
- >Seems he's a heavy sleeper
- >You haven't the heart to wake him
- >You are, however, hungry
- >Like, starving
- >You kiss his cheek, then carefully slip out of his arms
- >He makes the most adorable and heartbreaking noise, like a kid who just lost his teddy bear
- >Aww
- >Your stomach growls and the hunger is now almost physically painful
- >You concentrate for a moment, then turn human
- >It's hard to cook when you're a little pony in a human world
- >Oh and hey, you managed to get clothes this time
- >You're not sure how
- >Eh, gift horses and all that jazz
- >You head into the kitchen, whistling a jaunty little ditty
- >What to eat, what to eat
- >Toast with jam
- >You'd have to be pretty dumb to fuck up toast
- >And as luck would have it, the toaster's still on the counter from yesterday
- >Plugged out, of course
- >You plug it back in and find a loaf of pre-cut bread, grabbing two slices and loading them into the toaster
- >You find the jam in the fridge
- >And some other toppings, mostly meat and cheese
- >As well as fruits and veggies, although anon has admitted those are mainly for you
- >You're not sure whether or not you'd be able to stand the smell of meat if you decided to make him some food he'd enjoy
- >Although...
- >Your train of thought is savagely interrupted by the slight 'ding' of the toaster
- >You almost jump out of your skin
- "W-whoa! J-jeez, never turning my back on that thing again."
- >You scowl at the toaster for a bit
- >Then you realize it might have an AI too
- >It's kind of like family
- >Can't stay mad at family
- >You close the fridge door, then withdraw your toast and spread jam on it
- >You sit down at the table and eat your toast, thinking about what Anon might like to eat that you would not retch at the smell of
- >Thinking of it, maybe he'd enjoy a fruit salad
- >It wouldn't hurt to unclog his arteries a bit
- >Who knows, he might even enjoy it
- >You finish your toast and wash your plate
- >You make a note that the time is 07:38
- >You just remembered, and it might come in handy to know
- >You suppose
- >Anywho
- >You fetch all the fruits in the fridge - except tomato - as well as a little bowl
- >You dice the fruit and put it all in the bowl, then add a fork so he won't have to eat with his fingers
- >You head to the bedroom
- >You briefly consider turning back into a pony and handing him the bowl with your teeth - it'd be less disconcerting for him to not wake up to you having switched again.
- >That's gotta take some getting used to
- >You know it's done on your part
- >Well..it'd be more disconcerting for him to see you collapse from exhaustion or worse due to the constant shifting
- >You bend down and kiss him on the lips
- "Morning, Anon."
- >You smile at him as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes
- >You hold out the bowl
- >He gives you a brief thumbs-up, then takes the bowl and starts to dig in
- -You are Anon-
- >So today started kind of abruptly
- >Suddenly Opera's out of bed, up and running
- >Oh and human
- >And making fruit salad
- >It's pretty good, too
- >She sees that you're enjoying it, and smiles
- >Holy shit, that smile makes you melt
- >You take a piece of apple between your lips and kiss her
- >She gives a little giggle as she sucks on it, then uses her tongue to yank it into her mouth
- "Heh. That's the second day in a row I wake up like this. Careful, you might just spoil me."
- >"I'll make sure I don't"
- >She laughs
- >"Although I might have trouble finding my inner neglectful bitch."
- "Inner female manifestation of emotion...have you been reading that book? The kind of bland one that caused the big porn-rush all those years ago? Fifty shades of green or something, I think. Because if you have, I might have to smack you for having bad taste."
- >She sticks out her tongue at you
- >"Oh like you've never had a guilty pleasure. Not like you fucked a horse last night or anything."
- >Her tone is barbed, but teasing
- "Okay, yeah, you got me."
- >You shrug and finish the last of your fruit salad, then get dressed
- "So...I notice we're lacking in plans for today. Any suggestions?"
- >"I was thinking we could go for a walk in the city, if that's alright with you. I mean, now I look, at the weirdest, like a half-hearted cosplayer."
- >She chuckles
- "Heh. Sounds like an idea to me
- >The two of you head out the door
- >It's a lovely spring day of the sort there should be more of
- >The temperature and humidity are nigh perfect
- >There's a cool breeze dancing through the air
- >Her hand holds yours
- >It's so damn soft
- >You walk through the suburbs, occasionally greeting a neighbour or two
- >They seem to like Opera
- >But they more often than not just fire off some courtesy phrases before going on with what they were doing
- >Wilson's mowing the lawn, for example
- >That's no lawn
- >It's a jungle
- >Eventually, you get to a park
- >A green little haven wher-
- >Opera's running off ahead
- >What the...
- >Opera, what the fuck, you're not a horse now
- >And transforming in public could raise more than a little suspicion
- >You hope she knows as much
- >You couldn't scream that at her
- >You'd look like a raving madman
- >And possibly reveal the whole thing
- >After a few laps around the park's playground, Opera seems to have gotten out a lot of energy
- >No more fresh air for you, missy
- >You sit down on a nearby bench, and pat the spot next to you meaningfully
- >Opera visibly gulps
- >Her cheeks flush
- >She comes over, though, and sits on your lap
- >"I have an inkling what you're gonna say...I think."
- >Goddamnit, she's got that lively glimmer in her eyes
- "Opera, I know you get excited easily, at least outdoors, and that running is fun. I'm not against that. I'm just against raising too much attention. You even pointed out yourself that this form is less suspicious than a white and red horse that talks."
- >She sighs and nods, pouting
- >"I know, I kind of lost control. Sorry."
- "Hey, I want nothing more than for you to be able to cut loose and so forth, but as of now, physical AIs are new, scary things that we humans haven't classified and categorized yet. Humans don't like the unknown because it scary. Thus, preemptive attacks. And I don't want to see you hurt."
- >You kiss her neck
- >She's caught off-guard and involuntarily gives a unladylike gigglesnort
- >You grin at her
- >"I do get what you're saying, anon, and it's very appreciated. I'm lucky to have someone looking out for me, as much as that makes me sound like a co-dependent little ball-and-chain."
- >The kids on the playground, you notice, are giving you weird, disgusted looks. Probably that whole kiss
- >One kid laughs
- >You can hear some buzzing, from which you can pick out the word 'cooties'
- >Your sides are now in orbit
- >Metaphorically speaking
- >Your laughter is contagious, and Opera joins in
- >After you've regained your composure, the two of you get off the bench
- "You ready to go somewhere else?"
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