Leroy's Story 2

>"Anon, are you alright?" my friend Leroy asked
>"well my nose hurts, but other than that I feel fine"
>I pick myself up off the floor
>"sorry about the table, I came in too hot"
>I broke a picture frame, but otherwise the table was fine
>"don't worry about it" said Leroy "let me get you something for you nose"
>He began to walk to the kitchen
>I set the table back up and fallowed him
>"so you really are a pony"
>He opens a cabinet and took out a first aid kit
>he set it on the island in the middle of the kitchen
>"here, get up" he said, moving to pick me up
>I thought of protesting, but the idea of Leroy holding me seemed nice
>He lifted me on to the counter and I sat down
>"here, tilt your head forward" he said, gently angling my head down with his hand against my cheek
>he then put a pair of cotton patches in to my nose
>"OK tilt your head to the side" once again guiding me with his hand
>he put a bandage on my right cheek
>"all right, I think I got everything"
>he scratches behind my ear, and then moves me back to the floor
>I really wish he would just hold me, and pet me
>"so what are you going to do now, Anon?"
>"well I should call my Mom and tell her what has happened"
>"you haven't told her yet?"
>"no I did not have time this morning, and after history I got caught up in a conversation with my Professor."
>"You when to school?! you have far more dedication than I do"
>"yes, but I am also planning on going farther than you did. now could you give me a moment?"
>"sure thing" Leroy walks out of the kitchen
>I pulled out my phone and pull up my mother’s contact listing
>I pressed call
>after four rings she picks up
>"Hay Nonny, how are you doing!"
>"I am doing fine, I just wanted to tell you this before you found out on the news..."
>"Anon what did you DO?!"
>"I did nothing! it's just that I'm well...a small winged horse now. that's all."
>"are you serious? is this some kind of joke?"
>"it's not a joke, mom. I am an orange Pegasus."
>"...I...I just don't know how to feel about that. Are you safe? is this going to affect your school? Are...are you happy with this?"
>"I am safe, I'm at Leroy's house right now. I went to school today, and my professors seem fine with it, and yeah I'm happy with this. I can fly now!"
>"I'm glad you are happy with this, and it’s good to know that it's not going to keep you from graduating. I would like to see you, is it OK if I drive down this weekend?"
>"yes that would be fine"
>"OK I have to go soon, I'll see you then."
>"see you then mom, bye."
>"bye sweetie, stay safe, please"
>the call ended
>I walked into Leroy's living room and saw him sitting on his couch, using his laptop
>"so how has you're day been so far?" I ask
>"it's been pretty good, I have almost finished this town in my game"
>he angles his lap top too me, showing me a small computer generated town with Gothic architecture
>Leroy was an indie game developer, he was in-charge of 3-D modeling and town design for the game his group was working on
>"cool" I said as I climbed onto the couch next to him
>he resumed working occasionally stopping to talk about what would be happening in this town, or to explain why they made the style choices they did
>I sat next to him and listened, regretting that he had to use both his hands to do what he was doing
>after about an hour he stopped
>"well I have the section I was supposed to make finished, want to watch some Netflix?"
>"sure, that sounds great!"
>"OK what do you want to watch?"
>"I'm OK with whatever you chose"
>"alright then" he starts a history documentary about the Roman Empire
>I shift onto my side
>about fifteen minutes in Leroy reaches over and runs his finger behind my ear
>"oh, sorry" apparently realizing what he had just done
>"You're fine...you can.. keep going...If you want to"
>"Oh, OK" he begins scratching behind my ear
>"you are so soft, you know that?"
>I don't answer, instead I angle my head to give him better access and gently press into his hand
>eventually he works his way to the back of my neck
>it feels amazing!
>how have I gone my whole life without this?
>he starts to gently run his fingers through my mane
>Then he shifts about and carefully pulls me onto his lap
>he rubs my wings for several minutes
>he's hands drift south to my flank, he caresses my flank for a moment before saying "no homo"
>"no homo" I agree
>he runs his hand through my tail a couple of times before returning to my neck
>I absolutely love how he gingerly scratches my neck
>he supports my head with his free arm
>I start to feel sleepy, Leroy's scratching feels so good, and being in his arms feels so safe and secure
>I drift off to sleep in his arms
>movement disturbs my sleep
>Leroy is shifting me off of him in an effort to stand up
>I move myself off of him
>"oh, sorry didn't mean to wake you"
>"it's OK" I say as I sit up "how long was I out?"
>Leroy checks his watch "it's five now so about three or four hours"
>"I'm sorry I didn't mean to sleep on you"
>"that's OK, after you fell asleep I took a nap too. You make a great lap blanket"
>"I have a cheese lasagna, care to join me for dinner?"
>"that sound great, anything can I do to help?"
>"it’s a frozen lasagna, just sit there and look cute while I preheat the oven"
>Leroy gives me a quick scratch behind the ears before going into the kitchen
>I pull my phone out of my bag
>I see that I have received a couple dozen messages and about thirty emails
>the messages are all friends and family, mostly wanting to know if I am alright
>I send a mass reply to all of them
>"I'm doing fine, I went to school today and am currently staying with a friend. please don't worry I'll be alright"
>the emails are largely asking for interviews, however one caught my eye
>it was from the Dean of the University's science department
>It boils down to the Science department wanting to do a study on me, for science of coarse
>I would not have entertained the notion if he had not suggested that the university may be inclined to wave my tuition and fees, in addition to paying me for my time
>I am now conflicted, I don't like the idea of being Pavlov's dog, and he did not mention what "Study" would entail
>But Graduate School is expensive, if they paid me AND waved my fees that would make my financial situation much simpler
>at about this time Leroy comes back in
>"dinner is in the oven, we have another hour before it's ready"
>I have trusted Leroy since we were kids, I always looked to him when I needed advice
>He had a habit of chiming into conversation with others to defend me, enough that our high school principal started to call him my lawyer
>If I trusted anyone with something like this, I trusted Leroy
>"OK could you help me figure something out?"
>"sure thing, what is it?"
>"this" I show him the email
>he takes a moment to read it
>"I take it that the conflict here is that you want money but don't want to be a lab rat"
>"basically"
>"well, you've signed up for studies before, and you know that they have to fallow the code of ethics"
>"yes, but the code of ethics for humans and animals are rather different"
>"if you want I could go with you, make sure they treat you right" he flashes a grin "just like old times"
>I smile "thanks I would like that"
>"all right, if that's settled, want to watch more TV while we wait for dinner?"
>"sure, what will we watch"
>"I picked last, you decide"
>hmm, normally I would have something in mind, but it took me a moment to think
>"how about... Game of Thrones" not really my cup of tea, but I know Leroy enjoys it
>"OK" he says bringing it up on prime
>we sit back down
>this time he stats to scratch the back of my head almost immediately
>I don't understand what’s going on, he picked an episode well after the point that I was at
>I didn't bother to point this out, I was quite content just to sit next to him and be pet
>as the show came to a close the timer in the kitchen went off
>Leroy stood up "that will be dinner"
>I follow him into the kitchen
>with gloves, he pulls the pasta out of the oven and sets it on the island
>the smell makes my mouth water
>Leroy takes two plates from the cabinet, and puts a generous slice of lasagna on each
>careful it's hot he says as he lowers my plate down to me
>I fallow him back into the living room
>Leroy does not have a table in his living room, normally we just held our diner in our laps
>I set my plate down on the floor, and began blowing on it to cool it off
>once it was cool enough I began to eat it, I had completely forgotten about the silverware Leroy had given me
>By the time I was finished Leroy was only half way done
>as I climbed back onto the couch with him he realized that I had sauce around my mouth
>He took his napkin "Hold still"
>he wiped my face for me
>"there we go. I got most of it, but to get your fur clean you will probably need a bath"
>"mind if I use your bathroom then?"
>"go right ahead"
>I head into Leroy's bathroom
>I plug the drain and adjust the temperature of the water
>I climb in and begin to soak, sticking my head under water for a moment
>Now that I am thoroughly wet I decide it's time for soap, I look up at the soap dish
>to a human it would be chest high, to me though I would have to stand on my hind-legs to reach it
>as I do so I slip and fall into the water
>the some of the water splashes out, and a moment later I hear a knock on the door
>"you OK in there?"
>I stand back up "yeah, I'm fine"
>"can I come in?"
>"if you want to."
>Leroy opens the door and steps in
>"sorry about the mess"
>you're fine, what happened?"
>"I was reaching for the soap and I slipped"
>"here, let me help"
>Leroy stepped up to the side of the tub and grabbed the bar of soap and a wash cloth
>He worked up a lather and then started scrubbing my back with the wash cloth
>once he was done with my body he moved on to my wings, being a bit gentler with them
>he moved to my hind quarters next scrubbing my flank and then lifting my hind legs to wash them
>once he was finished back there he took another wash cloth and came back up to my face
>he gently scrubbed my face, taking care not to get soap in my eyes and paying extra attention to the area around my mouth
>he then scrubbed behind ears, that felt almost as good as when he was scratching them
>he then gingerly dunked my head into the water to rinse it off
>"there's a nice clean pony" he said pulling the plug
>once most of the water had drained Leroy took a towel and rapped it around me
>He picked me up and carried me back to the living room
>before he left the bath room he grabbed a hair brush
>one we got back to the living room Leroy sat back down on the couch
>he held me on his lap, still wrapped in the towel
>He took the brush and started to brush my mane
>he started at the front brushing the hair out of my eyes
>He worked his way back, brushing it to the right side of my head like I usually do
>He after what seemed like forever he finally got to the part of mane that ran down the back of my neck
>I noticed that he was brushing a bit more aggressively than he had been
>He was pushing down harder, and brushing faster now
>I quietly moan
>He stops picking up the brush and just rubs it up and down my neck
>my breathing grows heavy
>I was in heaven
>eventually my hind leg starts kicking in the air
>I don’t know how much more I can take
>Leroy starts to slow down
>”no…don’t stop” I whine quietly
>my head has been pressed into the arm rest and I was too tired to pick it up
>Leroy whispers into my ear.” I think it’s time to go to bed, but we can do this again tomorrow”
>He turns off the TV and carries me into his bedroom
>Leroy pulls the blanket back and lays me down on the bed
>he unwraps me from the towel and throws it into the hamper in the corner
>he tucks me into bed, and kisses me on the head
>” good night my little pony, sweet dreams”
>He walks around to the other side of the bed and climbs in
>He reaches over and pulls me close to his chest, and buries his face in my mane
>It’s been a long day, even with the nap earlier, and snuggling with Leroy is so comfy
>I drift off to sleep
>I dream of sitting in Leroy’s lap being petted
>” you’re so soft” he would say “what a nice clean mane”
>he would occasionally stop and hug me
>” you are the cutest pony, please stay with me” he would say “I can take care of you, I can protect you. stay with me forever”
>I want to stay with Leroy
>Just stay with him
>let him hug me
>let him pet me
>let him brush me
>let him bathe me
>Forever
>Leroy started to shift
>he put me on the couch and got up
>Leroy turned to me and said “anon, it’s time to wake up”
>”mmh” I was in Leroy’s bed
>Leroy nudged gently “come on, it’s time for breakfast”
>I let out a yawn “give me a moment”
>”OK, I’ll give you five minutes. Remember you have class today”
>He walks out of the room
>Leroy’s bed is so soft and warm, I can tell that the house is cold
>I reflect on my dream
>I do want to stay with Leroy
>He has always been there to protect me
>I knew he could keep me safe
>It just felt so good to be brushed by him
>to be pet by him
>to be his pet
>I blink
>In the back of my mind that doesn’t seem quite right
>I recall part of the program, about how I was supposed to find someone like Leroy
>Someone to love me
>Someone to pet me
>Someone to take care of me
>someone to tell me what to do
>in the back of my mind, the part that still remembers being human
>it tells me that, this isn’t quite right
>another part speaks to me
>how can something that makes me feel this good be wrong?
>It feels good doesn’t it?
>Was I really human to begin with?
>that seems like a lifetime ago now
>Like that wasn’t really my life, it was some sort of movie
>I looked at the clock, it had almost been five minutes
>I get out of bed
>good thing I looked I don’t want to disappoint Leroy

>I walked into the kitchen
>”Good morning, My little pony” Leroy said “what would you like for breakfast?”
>”some oatmeal and tea, if that’s alright”
>”sure thing. take a seat and I’ll fix it for you” He gestures at a pair of chairs in front of the bar
>I climb into one
>”so, did you sleep well?” I ask
>”I slept great, not as good as you” he replies as he spoons oatmeal into two bowls
>”not as good as you though” he places a bowl in front of me
>”How so?” I cock my head slightly
>”You were making these cute happy noises all night” he sets his coffee mug next two his bowl
>”I almost didn’t want to wake you” he chuckles “you’ll have to wait on the kettle”
>”I’m sorry, I hope I didn’t disturb you”
>”oh no you’re fine” he said “You’re soft and warm, it’s almost like having a giant teddy bear to sleep with”
>”glad to hear it” I say, blushing slightly
>”so what do you have for today?”
>I shrug “physics and then a discussion class, nothing special”
>”have you done any thinking about the offer from the science department?”
>”well… I’ll hear them out but… do you think you could come with me?”
>”Shure thing, what are friends for?” Leroy smiles at me
>the kettle starts whistling
>”I’ll get that” Leroy says as he stands up
>I relies that I haven’t touched my oatmeal
>I hold the spoon in my wing, as much as I’d like one we don’t have time for another bath
>after a few bites Leroy sets a mug full of black tea next to me
>”Just the way you like it” giving me a quick scratch behind my ear
>”Thanks Leroy, I really appreciate you letting me stay here until the media goes away”
>”Don’t worry about it, you’re welcome here as long as you stay fluffy and cute” he ruffles my mane playfully
>we finish breakfast with some light conversation
>after Leroy clears the dishes and I grab my school bag he asks me
>”do you want a ride to school? Those reports probably haven’t fucked off yet”
>”true, but what are you going to do about them?”
>”Tell them to fuck off”
>I shrug “worth a shot”
>We head to Leroy’s garage
>He climbs into his car
>I take a couple of tries with the door, but I get it just as Leroy reaches over to open it for me
>he starts the car and opens the garage door
>”you should buckle in”
>in my positon a seatbelt would do me little good, but I comply
>He started to pull out
>I think about telling him about my dream
>I start to open my mouth to tell him when he starts to speak
>”so do you know when your mom is coming?” he asks
>”she said this weekend but she didn’t give an exact time”
>”could you try to find out? I’d like to have the house clean and need to know how long I can procrastinate” He says with a laugh
>”trying to put the moves on my mom, are you?” I reply with a grin
>that gets a short laughing fit out of him
>”No, no, nothing like that. I just want to reassure her that her son isn’t living with a completely lazy college dropout”
>”I’m only living with a moderately lazy, online college student” I say with a snicker
>”You know it, and I’m not that lazy. I’ve spent a lot of my time on the game I’m creating”
>”I know. I know, don’t think I don’t appreciate what you’re doing for me.” I pause “so, about me staying with you, I could pay you rent.”
>”you don’t need to worry about that, it’s not like you take up that much space. Just chip in for groceries every now and again and we’ll be even”
>”would you mind if, maybe, we make this a permanent thing?”
>Leroy was quiet, I couldn’t read his expression
>”d-don’t feel bad about saying no, I understand I-“
>”no no your welcome to stay, I’ve been thinking about asking you all morning. I just couldn’t find a way to make it not sound creepy” he smiles at me
>I think about my dream
>”so I-“
>He slams on the breaks and leans on the horn
>”GET OUT OF THE ROAD!”
>The seat belt slows me down, but my front legs slip off the seat regardless
>I catch a glimpse of some J-walkers before my head dips below the dash
>”Anon are you ok?” Leroy asks as he leans over to help
>”I’m fine” I say as I try to pull myself up
>Between Leroy an I, I am able to get back in my seat
>”I wonder if you could fit into one of those doggie car seats” He muses “Now, what where you about to say?”
>”oh nothing” I try to play it off
>Leroy pulls forward to a light
>He looks at me “Anon, who’s a good pony?”
>Is it me? Please be me, oh please.
>”Who’s a good pony?” He asks again
>I shift in excitement, please be me.
>”You are!”
>My face lights up, I start pressing my head in to Leroy’s shoulder.
>He reaches up and scratches the back of my head “that’s right anon you’re a good pony”
>he takes his hand back when the light turns green
>”oh shit what are these ass holes doing?”
>I look to see what he’s talking about
>it’s Westboro Baptist church
>They are lined up on the opposite side of the road from the University
>In addition to their old anti-everything bull-shit, they have some fresh bull-shit
>GOD HATES ANON
>THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT FOR BEING A FAG
>GOD SUPPORTS HORSE SLAUGHTER FOR ANON
>one man was standing off to the side with a sign
>I recognize him from other conservative protest, he always has the same sign
>DICK BUTT
>never change
>Leroy pulls into a parking garage
>”Would you like me to walk you to class?”
>”Please do” I reply as I step out of the car
>We go down the stairs and out to the gardens next to the student union
>we spot a new congregation of people
>they have a different set of signs
>God still loves you Anon
>You are who you want to be
>I see two people I know from class, James and Anabelle
>”Hay anon, Over Here!” Anabelle called
>We walked over to them
>”So how’s your morning going?” James asked
>”It was going well, until I found out that people are protesting my existence”
>”Yeah, those fucks showed up yesterday after noon”
>”we set up this counter protest for you, Anon” Anabelle chimed in “and we got the dean to kick them off campus”
>”did the dean have anything to say about me?” I inquire
>”no, he didn’t seem to know what to make of it.” James replied
>”All he said was that Westboro was being a hindrance to learning and ordered them off campus” added Anabelle
>”what about the news?” Leroy asked
>”He kicked the reporters that interrupted Prof. Math’s class out, but the rest are still skulking around” James answered
>Anabelle pointed behind us” Speak of the Devil”
>I group of reporters where cutting across the law toward us
>I looked at Anabelle and James “Stall for me?”
>James smiled “you got it”
>In this time a reporter had apparently sprinted over to us
>”Anon do you have any comment on the current protests?”
>”I don’t want to talk about it” I start to walk away
>”sir what cased your transformation?”
>James stepped in between us
>”He said He doesn’t want to talk”
>the group began to shift, forming a wall between me and the reporters
>I took the opportunity and ran for it
>Leroy followed me close behind
>It’s not that far to the building my class is in
>once inside we stop to catch our breath
>”well we made it” Leroy states
>He gives me a quick scratch behind my ear
>it doesn’t quite dispel my angst
>”they aren’t going to leave me alone, are they?”
>”they will, I’ll talk to them. Besides once the novelty runs out they’ll go find some other poor bastard to harass”
>”no it’s not just them” I look to the ground “everywhere I go people are going to gawk at me”
>I stifle a tear
>”I’ll never be normal”
>Leroy picks me up
>”fuck being normal”
>He pulls me into a hug
>”I’ve got you Anon, whatever they think about you I’ll always be there for you”
>I bury my face into Leroy’s shoulder and begin crying
>”Shh, Anon. Shh…It will be OK, I’ll take care of you”
>He holds me for what seems like hours, eventually I calm down
>I look up at Leroy
>He gives me a smile, then a quick boop before setting me back down
>”It’ll be ok Anon, I’ve got your back and it looks like I’m not the only one”
>I smile up at him
>”You should get to class though, I’ll go tell off those reports for you”
>He gives me a quick scratch before going back outside
>My classes where largely unremarkable this morning
>only a couple of students openly stared at me
>I sent a message to my mother asking when she was coming
>I got a reply about thirty minutes later saying to expect her around noon on Saturday
>I took a moment to compose an Email to the Dean of the science department
>I informed him that I was interested in discussing the matter with him and asked if I could bring Leroy with me
>I got a reply almost instantly
>He was glad to hear that I was onboard, talking at length about how it would benefit me, the school, science. At the end, looking suspiciously like it had been added in post, was a short paragraph on how I could bring Leroy and that it was good that I talk to the important people in my life during this transition
>He also added that I could meet with him at two today
>He’s Creepy but…
>think of the money Anon, think of the money
>I relay this information to Leroy
>My class wraps up and I head off to have lunch with Leroy
>I head over to the Library, no reporters seem to be here any more
>Whatever Leroy said to them must have worked
>I enter the Library and immediately turn right, entering the Café
>I order a grilled cheese sandvich with tomato soup and take a seat next to the window
>A moment later Leroy comes in and sits next to me
>”You did a real good job telling those reports off”
>Leroy cracks a smile “So they didn’t give you any trouble on the way over here?”
>”No they didn’t. what did you say to them?”
>”Well I took some liberties, I hope you don’t mind”
>”What kinds of liberties?”
>”well I told them that I was speaking on your behalf, and I explained that you just want to be left alone”
>”and that it? That got them to go way?”
>”well, I may have eluded that the science department may know more about it than you do”
>”I wouldn’t be surprised, the dean is kind of a creep” I take a mouthful of my soup
>”yes he is, are you sure you want to meet with him?”
>”so long as you come with me” I ponder for a moment “could you speak on my behalf again for me?”
>”You want me to handle the talk with him?”
>”if you’re ok with that, you know what I want and you know what limits I want to have”
>I could tell Leroy had his doubts
>”let’s run over all this, just so we know we’re on the same page” he said
>we spent about a half hour going through what I wanted, and what I would be comfortable with
>Leroy nodded “…all right, is that everything?”
>”one last thing” I said “I would like you with me during any tests, if that’s all right with you”
>He gives me a grin “I would love to”
>I check the time “we should start heading that way”
>We arrived at the Deans office ten minutes early
>a secretary directed us to his door
>Leroy knocked
>Almost instantly the door swung open
>A man in his mid-forties wearing a brown suit greeted us
>He was of average build, and a little on the tall side
>His face bared a striking resemblance to a young Ronald Regan
>”Ah, you must be this Leroy I have heard so much about” he said as he reached to shake Leroy’s hand
>He spoke with a distinct Texas accent
>He turns to me “and you must be Anon”
>He holds his hand half way as though contemplating a hand shake
>I awkwardly shift to offer him my hoof, but as I do so he sets his hand to his side
>Asshat
>I don’t let my emotions show, but Leroy can probably tell I don’t like this man
>it’s like Regan and Bush had a bastard son
>He lets us in and directs us to a pair of chairs
>I am half surprised he had one for me
>after a few pleasantries the Dean begins discussing the proposed tests and what the university is willing to give me
>Or rather give Leroy
>The Dean seemed quite happy to talk with Leroy instead of me, he had to correct himself several times when it came to who the money and benefits would go to
>Half way though I realized that he didn’t really care how I acted, Hell I could bark like a dog and piss on the floor and all he would see is an incontinence for the sake of advancing his career
>the meeting went on, finally concluding
>”Yes, I believe we have reached an agreement Leroy. Can I call you Leroy?”
>I give a quick annoyed flick of my ear
>”I’ll have my secretary send you the paper work, You just need to fill it out and get Anon to sign it”
>I’m not a fucking four-year-old, Leroy is not my dad, and this is not a class picnic
>this man could make selling your kidney sound like a garage sale
>they shake hands before Leroy and I walk out
>I realize I haven’t said a word this entire time
>we step past the secretary and into the hall
>”I hate that guy”
>Leroy nods “He’s a dick bag, and he’s in it for himself. You sure you want to go through with this Anon?”
>I think “I don’t want to spend any more time with him, but he probably won’t be preforming the tests either”
>Leroy giggles “A man like him? No. He may “supervise” but anything other than that he’ll leave to the other poor students who need their tuition paid for”
>I sigh “well he didn’t want to do anything invasive, and I do like science. I think I’ll go through with it”
>Leroy stops and looks me in the eye “Anon, whatever you do, do it because YOU want to do it. Don’t just fallow blindly”
>”I hated how he talked about you in there, like you were some kind of exotic pet, and I hated how I ended up playing along.”
>”Promise me Anon, that you won’t let him, or me, or anyone else treat you like chattel”
>He kneels down and places a hand on my shoulder
>”…Promise me that, Anon”
>I place my hoof on Leroy’s shoulder “I promise, Leroy. I promise.”
>He smiles and pulls me into a hug
>”thank you Anon, thank you”
>I feel tears running down the back of my neck
>and down my cheek
>we stood there for what seemed like an eternity, not caring who saw us
>eventually we had to come out of the embrace
>”So…” Leroy said, still trying to regain his composure “are you ready to go back home, or do you still have things to do on campus?”
>I think for a moment
>I don’t have anything I need to do, and I would like to stay with Leroy
>We could get three quality hours of petting in before dinner
>but there is one thing I would like to do
>”why don’t you go home, I meet you there in an hour or so”
>Leroy beams at me “Shure thing Anon, I’ll meet you there”
>I step out of the science building and take a deep breath of the cool autumn air
>I give my wings a good stretch and jump into the air
>I was going to see just how high I could fly
>It was seconds before I was higher that the Library’s clock tower
>In a few moments I could see the entire town without turning my head
>I kept climbing
>The air was getting thin, and the wind started to bite into me
>maybe I should wear a jacket next time
>I still climbed, but I couldn’t get much higher
>My breathing was labored, and each flap of my wings was giving me less and less altitude as I ascended
>I Looked around me
>I was above the Cumulus clouds
>I smiled to myself
>I was over a kilometer in the air
>My world looked so small from up here
>My apartment, the College, and Leroy’s house
>all just a small part of the world
>I took a moment to reflect on it
>I was snapped out of this by a sudden gust of wind
>I did what I set out to do, I’ll come back with a coat another day
>I orient myself to Leroy’s house
>I pull my head down and my legs up
>I draw my wings back as I enter a power dive
>I could feel the cold air rushing past me
>It was leaching my body heat at an alarming rate
>a few hundred feet from the ground I pulled off in to a Split S
>I drained my excess air speed (and Body heat) in a Loop before I landed in front of Leroy’s house
>I really should have brought a jacket
>I was now violently shivering
>I headed into the house though the back door
>Leroy saw me coming in and got up from the couch
>He could see I was shaking ”Anon!”
>He grabbed a throw from the end of the couch and ran over
>”Anon, are you OK?” he asked as he wrapped the blanket around me
>”O-oh, I’m-m f-f-fine. Really” I couldn’t stop shivering “I j-just failed to account for the temperature change at altitude”
>Leroy chuckled softly “You live and you learn”
>He walked over to the recliner next to the fireplace
>Leroy pressed a button. The fireplace beeped, and then ignited with a click.
>He sits down with me in his lap and pulled another blanket from the couch
>”I know I said don’t let me tell you what to do, but please be careful”
>I lay my head on his chest
>”I’ll be careful”
>He pulled me closer to him
>He was so warm
>”Leroy… pet me, please”
>He obliged me, as he started running his hand down the back of my neck
>”it was amazing, Leroy. I wish you could have seen it. The town looks so small from up there”
>”I would enjoy that. We could probably get you a flight suit, that way you won’t have to worry about hypothermia”
>”mmm… If you could come, I wouldn’t have to worry about getting lonely either”
>I could feel the heat coming off of Leroy’s chest
>It combined with his petting to leave me on the brink of sleep
>it was almost like a trance, but I had the feeling that I was still in control
>I could start to recall what the hypnosis did to me
>the transformation, the mental adjustments, that bit that made me obey
>I had the distinct feeling that I could change it, if I wanted to.
>I could turn back into a human, I could undo the changes done to my mind
>I could even make it so that I was no longer driven to be a pet
>but why would I?
>my life as a human was boring, and every one important in my life seems to be ok with me being a pony
>and the part about being a pet?
>It wasn’t an overriding command, If I wanted to I could resist it
>it even contained some safe guards, loop holes that I could use if someone was mistreating me
>I get the sense that this was some kind of conformation, something put here to make sure I was happy with my choice
>It would come back up on regular but steadily decreasing intervals, in case I changed my mind
>For now I was happy to be with Leroy
>I was happy to be loved by him, happy to be his…
>”Leroy…”
>”Mmh” Leroy started to shift slightly
>”Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you”
>”it’s ok Anon, what is it?”
>”I have made a decision. I would like to be your pet”
>”Anon? are you alright?”
>”yes I’m fine. I know you gave me that speech about not being pushed around, but…”
>I adjust my head to look him in the eye
>”I trust you Leroy, you’ve always been there for me. And I know I can count on you to keep me safe, and happy”
>”…”
>Leroy draws me into a hug
>”If that’s your choice, YOUR choice, then I would be happy to have you as my pet…”
>Leroy gives me a troubled look
>”Promise me one thing though, Don’t give up on becoming a professor”
>”I will Leroy, I never intended not to”
>He smiles at me
>”that’s good to know, Anon”
>He gives me a boop on the nose
>”are you warm enough yet?”
>”I’d say so, why?”
>”well if you are we can go to the store”