Poor Little Human Boyz

~Rarity~


>Be Anon
>For you, it was another awful, boring day
>For the world however, it was something else entirely
>A few weeks ago the unimaginable had happened
>While you and the rest of the general populace didn't have any of the exact details yet, apparently mankind had first contact with a race not of this world
>From the couple photos that you had see of them, most of these beings looked pretty much like anyone you'd find walking the streets
>Maybe not YOUR streets, since everyone around town looked like some fat hick if they were lucky, but they pretty much looked like humans
>The kicker was that some of them had honest to god horns sticking out of their heads
>Others had wings--fucking bird wings!-- sticking out of their backs
>In a picture or two, you could even see some of them with both
>They called themselves Equestrians
>The news called them invaders and a threat
>Some people called them dangerous
>You honestly couldn't give a shit about the whole thing, so you didn't call them anything
>Sure, you had heard about some... weirdness on facebook
>Something about guys just up and disappearing in different parts of the country
>Hell, your aunt Linda insisted that the Equestrians stole your cousin Greg
>You had no idea why
>Greg was a fucking putz that smoked cigarette butts and never went anywhere without his plumber's crack
>You were sure that it was just people getting riled up, and nothing more
>And even if it wasn't, you probably didn't have too much to worry about
>What alien was gonna come all the way out here to steal something?
>Especially in the broad daylight?
>Sighing, you leaned back against the park bench you were sitting at and closed your eyes
>You were supposed to be at work at the moment, but because of some quick thinking you were able to make stubbing your toe against a work bench look like you had broken something
>So not only did you get the next few days off, you got motherfucking worker's comp
>Which was fucking sick

>That meant a few days away from the hell pit that you had found yourself employed to
>Which meant no dickhead coworkers
>Or hearing that fucking air gun firing off every two seconds
>Or hearing your boss yell for no reason while the fucker spit chew on your work boots
>...
>Man, FUCK that guy...
>Your nose scrunched up at the thought
>While you'd usually have gone straight to your shitty apartment to begin an epic jerk off marathon, you had decided to go to the park and sit for a bit
>You kind of wanted to just sit outside and hear the birds for a bit
>Sure, that might make you found like a faggot, but who the fuck cares?
>You're a faggot that has a couple motherfucking days off!
>"Excuse me? Would you mind if I took a seat next to you?"
>You jumped as a fancy, mid-atlantic ass voice came from right in front of you
>Sitting up, your eyes quickly snapped opened
>There was a girl standing about a foot away from you, staring at you expectantly
>She was a fucking fox, probably one of the prettiest women that you've ever seen in person, with the deepest blue eyes that you've ever seen
>Also, poking out of her stylish, curly purplish hair, was a long white horn
>...
>What the fuck...
>"Sir? Are you alright?" the woman asked
>You blinked
"What... Oh, I'm fine. Yep, I'm alright," you shimmered, scooching over and patting on the free space of the bench. "Go ahead and sit down if you want."
>The girl giggled
>Tucking the bottom of her dress against her butt--not that you were looking--she sat down next to you
>You had done your best to give her more than enough room on the bench, so much so that half your ass was off the thing, but even so her side was pressed right against yours
>"It's a very nice day, is it not?" the girl asked casually, looking up at the sky
"At least it's not raining," you said, doing your best not to look at the girl
>To your surprise, she giggled

>"Ah yes, I heard that you cannot control the weather here. That must be terribly bothersome, you poor dear..."
>...
>They control the weather?
>That's some fucking shit
"Eh, you learn to get used to it," you said as calmly as you could."
>The woman looked up at the sky for a few more moments before her blue eyes snapped toward your face
>She smiled a smile that nearly took your breath away and offered you a hand
>"Where are my manners? My name is Rarity. It is very nice to meet you, Mr..."
>You took Rarity's small, delicate hand
>You felt a bit bad that you were getting grime and dirt all over it, so you just gave her a quick shake before letting go
"The name's Anon, it's nice to meet you, Rarity."
>Rarity's smile widened, and for a moment you swore that you could see a spark in her eye
>To your surprise, she placed a hand on your dirty jeans
>"Anon? That's a wonderful name, if you don't mind me saying."
>You couldn't help but chuckle nervously
>If it weren't for the horn, you'd think this was a hooker or something
>...
>This Equestrian wasn't some kind of hooker, right?
>Because that'd be fucked up...
>You laughed nervously
"Well, thank you very much, ma'am," you said with a nod of your head
>Your eyes snapped toward her horn
>Rarity caught you staring, and her smile turned a bit impish
>"Is something the matter, darling?" she asked, giving your leg a squeeze
>You did your best not to jump
"So... you're one of those Equestrians, right?"
>"Yes I am," Rarity replied with a nod. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd take a seat for a bit to rest my feet."
>In the neighborhood?
>Why the FUCK would she come out here?
>She get lost or something?
>"And wouldn't you know my luck if I didn't happen to come across a good looking gentlemen like yourself," she continued
>...
>What?
>You looked around, searching for any cameras
>You might not have been the smartest of men, but this REALLY felt like a work...
"G-Gentlemen? I don't know about that," you said, looking down at your feet like the bitch you were

>Though you didn't see it, Rarity's smile turned toothy

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

>Be Rarity
>For the last thirty minutes, you had been speaking with Anonymous, or Anon as he insisted you call him, and you had to admit that this was as simple as everyone said
>With a few choice sentences you had Anon telling you everything about himself
>He worked at a lumber yard
>He moved here to get away from his family that he couldn't stand
>He dislikes his job in the extreme and can't find anything else because "No one's hiring"
>It was true that you saw some womanly crudeness shine through the man every once in a while
>A curse word here, the way that he rubbed his calloused, hands together or through his poor hair
>You also noticed--with some pride-- that he was trying very, very hard not to look at your breasts
>But even so your conversation was without incident
>In fact, if you didn't know any better, you'd have said that it was going perfectly
>Even without your magic, you could feel his frustration
>To your horror, you also could feel the beginnings of hopelessness
>Here Anon was, a bright young man in the prime of his life, working like a dog for next to nothing
>He didn't even have any female companionship to ease his suffering
>As a lady, this did not sit very well with you
>Different world or no, one should know to treat men better than this!
>It was a disgrace!
>It was nonsense!
>Mothers and daughters everywhere should be ashamed of themselves!
>...
>But, even so, you had to almost be thankful for this neglect...
"...You know, Anonymous, I've been looking for an assistant to help me with my boutique."
>Anon's eyes widened
>Though you could tell he was doing his utmost to contain himself, there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes
>It made you want pull the man into a hug and never let go, but you contained yourself
>Not yet...
>Not yet...
>"Really? I don't have any experience in clothes or anything like that..." he said
>You smiled

"I'd be happy to train you if you were willing, and I may also have a room for you to stay in."
>In Equestria, this would have never worked
>It would have been far too fast for any man
>At best, you would have been lucky to get decline before the gentlemen immediately left the area
>"Really?!" Anon said, excitement creeping into his voice. "I can call my boss right now and quit!"
>You did your best not to laugh, but even so a snort escaped you
"Are you sure? It's not something to take lightly..."
>Anon stood up, grabbing your hand
>"I'm sure. There's nothing here for me anyway, and the farther away from my family I can get the better!" he said, giving your hand a tug. "Come on, I'll grab my stuff from my place, tell the landlord that I'm leaving, and we can go wherever you want."
>Your smile lessened a hair
>There was something wonderfully funny and heartbreaking about this...
>Even so, your grip on his hand tightened
>Cadence had been correct, almost painfully so
>But it was no matter
>You were all here
>And now that you were everything would be infinitely better for Anonymous and people like him
"Lead the way, dear."



~Applejack~


"Come on. Come on. Big money, big money. Nascar, Worldstar Poker, Superman, up, up, up, up, up!"
>You slapped your chalk-riddled hands against your chest
>Gritting your teeth, you grabbed the bar in front of you
>There's nothing around you
>No sights, no sounds, no movement
>There's just you, the bar, and an empty void
"Hhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
>You pull upward on the bar
>The fucker doesn't want to get up off the ground
>It's resisting, and resisting hard
>Gnashing your teeth, you put a little more oomph into it
>The bar itself bends, then slowly begins to rise
>You can feel your body protest, your glutes and arms screaming, but you still lift up that fucker
>Inch by fucking inch it comes up
>The world around you becomes hazy
>Stars explode out of the corners of your vision
>Comeoncomeoncomeoncomeon...
>Almost there...
>With a beastial grunt, you lifted the weight in your hands with one final grunt
>The world comes back
>You're in a gym
>Shitty normie music is playing in the background
>To your left is some grandpa doing some dumb ass exercise
>Shaking and breathing hard, you looked yourself in the middle to see that you had, in fact, locked out 4pl8
>A grin came to your face when you realized that you had
>Fuck yeah!
>Dropping the weight--which made a VERY satisfying bang-- you did an excited little hop
>The sudden movement nearly send you to the floor, but you were too excited to even notice
>You did it!
>You lifted big man weight!
>Striking a pose into the mirror, you looked around the gym to see who was mirin'
>There were a group of girls in the elliptical
>Cute girls, with flat, toned stomachs and short-shorts that any hot-blooded man loved
>Every single one of them was staring at some putz with a nike one piece and beats by Dre
>The fucker was half-repping preacher curled, biting his lip and staring at himself in the mirror like he and it were the only people in the room
>...
>A bit of the joy you felt dissipated

>Not a lot, just enough to take the smile off of your face
>Goddammit...
>Grumbling to yourself, you sat down on the bench right next to you
>Some silent contemplation might have been done as you looked down at your hands
>Some feelings might have also been felt
>And with these feels you found yourself standing up
>Welp...
>Time to see if you can hit 4.5 pl8...
>"Um... 'cuse me."
>You turned around
>A pair of tits stared right back at you
>Pretty big ones to, by the look of them...
>You frowned, eyes flicking upward, then upward a little more
>There was a woman standing in front of you
>A giant ass woman
>She was at least 6'5
>Through her flannel shirt, you could see that she was packing some serious muscle
>It didn't make her look like one of those freak strong women, but she was a big girl
>...
>For you
>Her face was red and her cheeks were puffed out like some kind of chipmunk
>She also appeared to be holding a bouquet of flowers in one of her hands
"...Um, hello?" you said, taking a half step back
>The girl's face reddened
>She took a step toward you, closing whatever distance in an instant
>Jesus, what did they feed this girl...?
>"Yer Incognito, right?" she half asked, half mumbled
>You quickly looked around the room, checking for all possible exits
"Yes. Yes I am."
>Flowers were thrust in your face
>"Here. I'ah thought ya might like these," she said, as you tried not to spit and sputter daisies and tulips . "I picked 'em myself this mornin'."
>You took them out of her hands, more for your sake than hers
"Thank you...?"
>The girl looked away from you, hands going behind her back
>"Applejack," she said. "The name's Applejack."
>...
>Applejack?
>Like the cereal?
>You stared at her for a good minute, trying to figure out what the hell was going on
>In that time, Applejack seemed to have settled something in her mind
>She puffed up, a determined look coming to her face

>"I've spent the last two days thinkin' what I was gonna say to you," she said. "I ain't ashamed ta admit that I lost a bit o' sleep over it."
>She placed her hands on her hips
>Her thick legs that rounded out in possibly the nicest ass you have ever peeked at
>"But ya know what? I ain't got the talkin' or whooin' like some gals I know. I'm an earth tribe gal, an' I'm gonna do this the earth tribe way."
>Before you could even blink, the big country girl scooped you up and hauled you over her shoulder
"Hey!" you yelled, your face exploding in a blush. "Whatcha doing?!"
>"I'm takin' ya home ta my family," Applejack replied, face beat red. "Granny's been itchin' ta meet ya, and so had Bloom."
>Granny?
>Bloom?
>Who the fuck are they?
>What the fuck's going on?
>Are you being kidnapped?
>Is this giant ass, pretty woman stealing you?
>You squirmed in her grasp, but she held you firmly
>Your squirming stopped as she reached down and picked up your 4pl8 with one hand, putting it on the power cage rack like it was nothing
>Sweet baby Jesus...
>"I'm mighty sorry that I can't think o' how ta romanticize ya, but I'ah promise ya'll love it," the super woman said, gently patting your cheek. "There's apples are far as the eye can see. We got a big house, enough ta have all the little 'uns ya want! And..."
>Continuing to chattering on, Applejack carried you out of the gym
>Every single eye was on you
>But, with your cheek pressed up against a wonderfully big, apple-smelling chest, you found yourself not caring that much



~Pinkie Pie~


"--And you wanna know another fucking thing?! I'm SICK of you always going on your damned computer when you come home from work! You don't say hello, or ask me how my fucking day was, you just come in our bedroom and--"
>You let out a sigh, staring off at nothing
>Your dear, wonderful girlfriend was pacing in front of you, all fired up
>You had no idea what she was fired up about. but whatever it was had really gotten her panties up in a bunch
>For the last twenty minutes she had been screaming words at you, with no sign of stopping
>Once upon a time you might have asked what was the matter, but you knew that wouldn't do any good
>Best to just let her tire herself out
>Then you could sleep on the couch and jerk off in peace...
"--I don't care if you don't like Britney, we're going to that dinner Saturday and--"
>The love of your life ceased her verbal barrage as her phone rang
>The frown on her face deepened as she pulled it up of her bra and inspected it
>"Oh look, it's my mom," she said, nearly shoving the phone in your face. "I'll tell her about all of the shit you're pooling. THEN we'll see who's crazy!"
>While you could have said that you didn't think she was crazy-- fuck, you hadn't said a damned word since you got home-- your girlfriend marched toward your bathroom, slamming the door behind her
>...
>Fuck
>Sighing, you let your shoulders slump
>Hopefully this shit wasn't gonna last all night...
"Hiya!"
>Most people would have jumped when a sudden voice appeared out of nowhere
>But you were a twenty-something old man
>The world had beaten you down far too much to even phase you
>Slowly looking to your left, you saw someone sitting to your left
>It was a cute girl with the pinkest, poofest hair that you had ever seen
>Her blue eyes were sparkling as she stared at you with a smile so wide that it nearly seemed to come off her face
>She was also, oddly enough, wearing a batman costume
>...
"Hello," you said, looking toward your bathroom door

>"That girl seemed really angry!" the batwoman said
>You nodded
"Yeah. She seems to get angry a lot lately..."
>You looked back over at the mystery woman
"Are you one of those Equestrians? Because I've ever seen hair like that."
>The girl nodded
"Yep, I'm Pinkie Pie!" she said with a bounce, which did... interesting things to her entire body
"I'm Nameless," you said, offering her a hand, which she took. "Nice to meet you. I guess."
>You could hear your girlfriend rummaging through your bathroom
>It sounded like you were going to have to clean up in there again...
>"You know..." Pinkie said, lightly nudging your side. "If that girl's grumpy all the time you should find another party for one, if you know what I'm saying."
>You grimaced
"Eh, if it's not her I'd be miserable with someone else."
>Though you didn't see it, Pinkie frowned
"Nuh-uh! That's not how it's supposed to work!" she cried, grabbing your arm. "A couple's supposed to be happy and love each other and have a bunch of happy private parties together!"
>She rocked you back and forth, her hair smacking against your face
>To your surprise, you noticed that it smelled just like fucking sugar
>Weird...
"It's supposed to, but I've never seen it happen," you said
>"Well, you're just not looking hard enough!" Pinkie said, hopping into your lap and pressing your face into her bosom
>A bosom which, upon close inspection, was nearly hanging out of her costume, since she had the front half of it zipped down
>"For all you know, there could be a nice, pink haired party gal that'd make you the happiest guy in the world!" Pinkie continued. "She could be right here in a neato costume ready to take you away to party and snuggle and have a whole bunch of babies after the two of you got married at the rock farm!"
>You sighed, nuzzling your face into the crazy woman's face
>Believe it or not, this was the first friendly female contact that you had felt in MONTHS
>So, naturally, it felt pretty nice

>But, even so, you forced yourself to pull your head out of that sugar scented valley
"Hey, I appreciate the offer, but I don't think I can do that," you said with a shake of your head. "She might be a bit of a cunt, but she's still my girlfriend. I can't just--"
>The bathroom door cracked open, and something was thrown out
>Looking at it, you saw that it was your favorite jurassic park towel
>The one that you went to Universal Studios to get when you were five years old
>It had been torn clean in half, besmirched with makeup and fucking haircare products
>"I fucking HATE that towel! Nameless! Throw that stupid thing away!"
>You sat there motionless, just staring down at your towel
>Something deep inside of you snaps
>...
>Eyes narrowing, you looked up at the girl in your lap
"Fuck her, fuck this apartment, and fuck this planet," you said. "Give me five minutes and we can fuck off."
>Pinkie hopped off you with a giggle
>"Okie dokie!"
>You sat up, ready to go to your closet to grab a few duffel bags
>The cunt in the bathroom would be in there probably for another thirty minutes
>You could get everything you needed and she wouldn't be any the wiser
>Still though, before you even took a step, an idea came to you
"Hey Pinkie... where did you get that batman costume?"
>Pinkie blinked
>"What's a batman?" she asked innocently
>You nodded once
>Good enough for you
"It's nobody. Now grab that pillow over there. And that blanket to...



~Twilight Sparkle~


>The Star Dragon stared at you in the darkness of the room
>You could feel it's eyes, deep blue and cracking with ancient power
>Most mortals would have run from such a gaze, but you were no mortal man!
>And besides, if you ran who was gonna paint this fucker's wings
"There we go... don't fuck this bit up... Nice and easy..."
>You stuck your tongue out, making sure your hand was as steady as possible as you put that final edge highlight on the dragon's wing
>Usually, your dick of a brother would barge in at this time, ruining hours of work with a shout or a slap on the back, but no one was home
>Your big bro was out partying, and hopefully he'd be out until the sun came up
>You had, of course, been asked to come with him
>He had said that you needed to get up, talk with some women
>A bit of pussy would be good for you, he had told you with a little laugh
>You had turned him down
>How couldn't you?
>They played the music too loud in the clubs, drinks were too expensive, people were pushing and shoving each other
>The few girls that were lurking around only talked to you if you bought then drinks or told the DJ the song they wanted played, and even then it was never much of a conversation
>Hell, even without the blasting music the conversation was never... there
>So you had done the safe, easy thing
>You stayed in to paint up your elves
>Nice and quiet and fun...
>...
>And lonely...
>Sighing, you pushed the model away
>Rinsing your paintbrush, you put that away as well, leaning back into your chair
>You looked around your messy room
>It wasn't a bad room--a hell of a lot nicer than the one you had when you lived at your parents--but God above did you hate it
>You could see your figures sitting on shelves that you had set up all around the room
>They were an accumulation of hundreds of hours of work, each of them painstakingly painted
>It was something to be proud of, and you were proud of it, but there was something wrong

>That something had been prevalent for a while now
>Lately it had been growing
>You had tried ignoring it, working and painting and reading as you did, but for the last couple of days you were really starting to feel it
>You couldn't exactly explain it, but it kind of felt like there was a hole in your chest
>It was a distressing, confusing feeling, and you didn't like it very much
>Not one big...
"Hmm..."
>Closing your eyes, you rubbed your face with a paint stained hand
>Your eyes were staring to hurt
>You also had absolutely no desire to jerk off
>Maybe it'd be best if you just called it a night..
>If your brother wasn't dead in the morning maybe you could get him to go to ihop with you...
>Pancakes always made you feel a bit better...
>Suddenly, there was a knock on your bedroom door
>"Excuse me? Is someone in there?"
>To say that you nearly hit the ceiling was an understatement
>You knew for a FACT that the door to your apartment was locked, so no one should be in here
>Was it a burglar?
>Or a murderer?
>Or some kind of filthy miniature destroyer?!
>"Oh honey seed... That spell should have worked..." someone grumbled on the other side of the door. "Hello? Redacted? Are you here?"
>Your eyes flicked toward your bed, where your limited edition hulk hands
>You were about to make a move toward them when a thought came to mind
>Maybe this was just some poor girl bringing your trashed bro back home
>He was probably passed out, hanging off her or something...
"Um... yeah, I'm in here," you called
>There was a pause on the other side of your door
>A long, nerve-wracking pause
>Then, a squeal that made you jump came out of nowhere before your door was opened, revealing a girl
>But not just any girl
>This girl was clearly one of those Equestrians
>She had these purple eyes, and this odd string of pink running down her hair
>And also, oddly enough, looked like she was wearing her Sunday best, a very nice, frilly dress that looked a size small for her

>But that wasn't what had your attention
>What had your attention was that she not only had a horn sticking out of her forehead, but a pair of purple wings as well
>Only the rulers of their land had both of those things, you had heard
>Their race was called "alicorns" or something like that
>...
>Did your bro pick up a fucking princess?
"I, um..."
>Not knowing what else to do, you awkwardly bowed
"Your majesty, I--"
>"NO!"
>You jumped, your head snapping up to see that the princess had closed the distance between the two of you
>The smile on her face had been replaced with a look of distress and fear
>"Please don't call me your highness, or your majesty, or princess," she begged, grabbing your hands. "Not that, not you. Just call me Twilight please."
>You tried to take a step back, more than a little concerned
>Twilight stepped with you, clenching your hands tightly
>Her hands were soft, you noticed
>They also seemed to have faded ink splotches on them
"I'm sorry... Twilight?" you said
>The princess immediately smiled at her name, her eyes lighting up
>The sight of it made your heart skip a beat
>"I'm sorry for sounding so pushy. I'm also sorry for just barging in like this, but when Cadence told me that I had a match I just got so excited and--"
>Realizing that she had to breath, the princess took a deep breath before giggling
>"Oh Celestia, look at me! Talking like Pinkie Pie!"
>She giggled again, looking up into your eyes
>Despite the surreal situation you found yourself in, you couldn't help but smile back
>It had been a while since you had talked to a girl like this
>Most wouldn't give you the time of day, or were trying to get back at your brother by fucking you or something
>But with this girl?
>The Equestrian princess creature that had broken into your house and was talking your ear off like she had known you her whole life?
>At the very least it was a new experience for you

"It's alright, your high--Twilight," you said, looking past her and at your door
>"Are you sure?" Twilight asked, biting her lip. "I'm not annoying you? Or Celestia forbid, scaring you? I know I'd be scared if--"
"I'm just a bit confused," you interrupted, looking back down at her. "How did you get in here? Did you bring my brother back from the club or something?
>The princess blinked
>"Club? Oh, I'd never go to a club," she said, shaking her head. "I'm not much of a party girl myself. I much prefer sitting down and reading a book."
"So you didn't bring my brother home?" you asked, not noticing that Twilight had pressed herself against you until she was already doing it
>"No, I actually came here to ask you something," Twilight said, suddenly bashful
>Her wings flexed as she looked around the room
>"Did you paint all of these?" she asked, gesturing toward your models. "They look really nice..."
"Yeah, I did. And thanks," you said, trying to ignore just how warm the princess was and how nice she smelled.
>Sighing, Twilight rested her head on your shoulder
>In any other case, this would have made you jump away, but you didn't move an inch
>Twilight mumbled something under her breath
>If you didn't know any better, it sounded a lot like, "Not now."
>Twilight looked back up at you
>"Redacted? I know this is sudden--we didn't know each other before I knocked on your door--but I was wondering if you'd like to come back to Equestria with me."
>You could only stare at you
"Come back with you?" you asked
>Twilight nodded, nervousness creeping into those purple eyes of hers
>"Y-Yes. I'd really like to get to know you better, and Equestria is really nice this t-time of year. I also own a castle s-so you have enough room t-to do whatever you want..."
>You barely heard a single word that she had said
>You had heard about Equestrians taking guys
>It probably didn't happen as much as the news said it did, but it happened

>And, from what you had heard, not a single guy that had been taken had wanted to come home
>It had sounded a bit too good to be true
>Something that would never happen to someone like you
>But here an Equestrian was, right in your bedroom
>And not only an Equestrian, but a princess
>And she knew your name
>And she wanted to take you with her to live in her castle
>...
>In a castle!
>Staring down at this woman, you could only think of one thing
"...Why me?"
>Twilight regarded your question with confusion
>"Why you?"
"You can pick anyone else in the world, anyone else in your world too probably, but you want someone like me--"
>You gestured to yourself
"--to stay with you. Why?"
>Blinking, you realized that that feeling in your chest was staring to tighten up
>Breathing was starting to become difficult
>There must have been one hell of an expression on your face, because Twilight let go of your hand and touched your cheek
>"Because you're perfect," she said simply
>...
>There was falsehood in her eyes
>She seemed completely sincere saying such a silly, false thing
>You opened your mouth to say something, only for the words to catch in your throat
>You tried to speak again, only to fail

"...I've been looking to move out for awhile anyway..."
>Twilight's eyes widened
>"Really?! You'll come to stay with me?!"
>Not trusting yourself to speak, you could only nod
>That was good enough for Twilight
>"Eeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
>Bouncing in place, the girl hugged you with all of her might
>Her large wings wrapped around you, cocooning you in silky soft feathers
>A bit dazed, you hugged her back as best as you were able, which got another adorable sound out of her
>...
>You were probably gonna have to write your bro a letter or something ...


~Fluttershy~


>Be Fluttershy
>It was 12 o'clock
>You were in the park, waiting for Nameless to show up
>He always came around a little after 12 to walk his doggy Otto
>Cadence had told you this before sending you to the human world
>She had also told you to be patient
>Nameless had had a hard life, she said
>He was angry, bitter, all of the things that a man shouldn't be
>He was so full of these awful, horrible things that sometimes he said or did things that were less than nice
>But Cadence said not to get discouraged
>Just come to this park everyday, say hello to Nameless, play with his dog, and it'd work out
>It had been ten days since you had started this
>Ten long, hurtful days
>But you weren't going to give up
>The old Fluttershy might have
>The one that didn't know Twilight and the girls, and had only Rainbow and her animal friends for company
>One hateful word and she would have locked herself in her house for a week
>But not you
>So you sat there, talking to a very nice Robin, waiting for him to come
"Oh, that's very nice, Mr. Robin. Just make sure not to use any plastic for your nests, okay? Your little ones might hurt themselves," you told the bird perched on your finger
>Mr. Robin cocked his head to the side, thinking over your request
>To your relief, he nodded with a chirp, spreading his wings and taking to the sky
>You smiled
"You have a good day as well, Mr. Robin," you called, waving at your new friend
>You really hoped he found some worms...
>Sighing,you leaned back in your bench and looked up at the sky
>You could feel your heartbeat pick up a little bit
>Anxiety made your stomach tighten
>He'd be here any moment now...
>Off in the distance, you heard a dog barking
>A very familiar bark
>You took a deep breath
>Alright...
>Time to go
>With a flap of your wings and a grunt, you rose from your seat and began to make your way down the dirt path
>Nameless always took his dog to the field at the south end of the park

>Not a lot of people went that way, so he could let his dog run around all he wanted
>The thought to turn away appeared in the back of your mind
>You didn't want to bother the man...
>If he saw you he'd get angry and start yelling...
>You didn't want to hurt him anymore than you already had...
>Nose scrunching up, you grabbed the bottom of your yellow sweater
>None of that, missy!
>You were going to talk with him no matter what!
>You were a big girl!
>A tough, strong woman!
>Huffing, you increased your pace, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach
>Sure enough, there Nameless was in the field, watching as his german shepherd frolicked around
>There was the smallest of smiles on his face as he watched his pet
>You had a feeling that Otto was the only one that Nameless had smiles for anymore...
>But, hopefully, you'd be able to change that...
>As he always did, Otto noticed you first
>The dog's ears perked up and he looked over at you
>Tail wagging, he started to bark in excitement
>You smiled, giving him a wave, watching as Nameless turned his attention toward you
>Almost immediately, his smile disappeared
>A look of utter contempt replaced it
>Such a look at hurt you more than you liked to admit the first time that it had been directed at you
>Heck, it still hurt now...
>Still, it wasn't anything that you couldn't handle...
>"Otto, get your ass over here," Nameless snapped. "Otto!"
>Otto ignored him, bounding over to you
>You did your best to ignore Nameless's angry shouts, kneeling down and spreading your arms out nice and wide
>You were able to brace yourself just in time for puppy kisses and nuzzles
"Hello there, Otto," you said, giggling as he licked your nose. "And how are you doing today?"
>Otto barked, offering you his head
>You, of course, gave him his much deserved pets
>What a good boy...
>Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Nameless marching over toward you, his teeth gritted

>"Hey! Stop fucking touching my dog, god dammit," he snapped, grabbing Otto by the collar and yanking him away from you. "And what did I tell you about leaving me alone?!"
>You said nothing, keeping your eyes to the ground
>This seemed to only make him angrier
>"I've told you a million fucking times that I'm not interested! I don't want to go to fucking Equestria, I don't want to fucking live happily ever after! Go go fuck off back where you came from!"
>Otto barked, trying to get back toward you, but Nameless's grip on him was firm
>He half dragged, half carried the dog away
>You swallowed, rising to your feet
"U-Um, Nameless?"
>"I don't want to hear it," Nameless called over his shoulder. "I've had enough fucking "love" in my life. I don't want it, and I most certainly don't want you."
>You winced as if struck
>Even so, you forced yourself to follow behind him
"Could you p-please put Otto on a leash?" you asked. "You'll hurt him if you keep doing that..."
>Nameless stopped
>Pulling out a leash, he placed it on his dog
>Then, making a point to ignore you, he continued down the path
>You just continued to follow him, thinking
>You weren't Rarity, you didn't know about this type of thing to make him like you...
>You also weren't Pinkie, who'd be able to make Nameless feel better with a joke and a cupcake...
>How were you going to show him that you cared?
>How...?
>The two of you walked in silence for a few minutes
>Every once in awhile, Nameless would look back at you, frowning
>You just responded with a smile
>Finally, just as he was about to walk out of the park, he stopped and turned toward you
>"What's it gonna take for you to fuck off?" he demanded, marching up toward you. "What do I have to do? Spell it out for you? Write a letter? Should I call the fucking cops so they can thrown your winged ass in jail?"
>You placed your hands behind your back, looking him in the eye as you stood your ground
>Nameless growled, getting right up into your face
>"I've seen what "love" did to my old man. I've seen it did to buddies of mine. I don't want to deal with what they did. Not again."
>Still, you didn't budge, looking up at him
>One of Nameless's hands clenched into a fist, knuckles cracking
>"I don't want the lying. I don't want the I love you's while you're blowing five fucking guys behind my back. You're not taking any of my fucking money and you're not making me miserable."
>For a second, it looked like he was going to hit you
>You braced yourself for the blow, only to get a hard jab to the shoulder

>"Go away. Ask some other fuck to be your husband, or whatever the fuck you're trying to do. I don't want--omph!"
>Lunging forward, you wrapped your arms around him
>For a moment, Nameless just stood there, confused, staring down at you
>Then his expression turned so ugly that your blood froze
>"Get the fuck off of me," he said
>He tried to shove you away, but you held on tight, placing your head against his chest
>"Get off of me!" he yelled, trying to break your grip on him
>Though barely, you were able to hold on tight
>"Get off of me you feathered cunt!"
>Roaring like an angry manticore, Nameless thrashed, wiggled, and did everything he could to get you off of him
>It was all you could do to just hold on your eyes shut tightly
>"GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF! GET OFF! GET OFF!"
>Otto barked, dancing around the two of you
>You could tell he was concerned, but he trusted you enough not to hurt his master
>"GET OFF--!"
>You let out a grunt as a fist hit your stomach, nearly knocking the wind out of you
>Still, you held on, wrapping your wings around him as well
>A few more blows rained down around your body, but you held firm
>Slowly but surely, Nameless was starting to tire out
>"Get off...!" he said, panting. "G-Get..."
>Bruised, and hurting from a dozen different places, you cracked open an eye and looked up
>Nameless was biting his lip so hard that it was bleeding
>His eyes were shut tight, and you could see tears forming in the corners of his ears
>"P-Please, let go," he begged as those tears overflowed, making their way down his cheeks. "Don't g-give me hope. D-Don't..."
"No," you told him
>It was as if that one word took all the fight out of him
>Nameless let out a sob, his body shaking
>He buried his face into the nape of your neck, arms wrapping around your middle
>"Please stop.Please don't d-do this to me..."
>The strength in his legs gave out
>He would have fallen right over if you weren't there to hold him up

"It's alright," you told him as he cried, running a hand through his hair. "It's alright."
>To be honest, you really didn't know if it'd actually be alright
>The only thing you knew was that you'd be there for him
>Forever, if that was okay...


~Sunset Shimmer~


>"Here Sunset."
>You smiled up at Twilight as she handed you a ice cream cone
>It was another day in Equestria
>You had been allowed back in your old world after spending years and years in a pony version of your home
>Shit had been nuts
>The ponies had been different colors, more than once they had group songs...
>...
>Oh Celestia, those group fucking songs...
>...
>Anyway...
>You were home
>Twi was happy you were back
>Princess Celestia had been absolutely ecstatic when she learned you wanted to go home
>You swore the woman had hugged you for at least an hour, embarrassing everyone within a hundred yards
>And even though you had been embarrassed too you couldn't have been happier
>And, if it would have just stopped there you would have been perfectly content
>But, as fate would have it, your life only seemed to get better and better...
"Thanks, Twi," you said, taking your ice cream
>Bringing it to your mouth, you stick out your tongue to take a lick
>Before you could though, you felt a certain someone kicking your spleen
>Grunting, you looked down at your swollen belly
"Hey, I'm getting you, your food, you little turd," you said with a frown. "So quit that!"
>Twi's eyes snapped to your pregnant belly
>"Kids kicking?" she asked
"Yeah," you grumbled, placing a hand on your big, round stomach. "I wish I knew which one kept kicking so I can spank them when they finally get out. I'm sick of going to the bathroom every five seconds..."
>Twilight giggled
>"You beat my god kids I'm beating you," she said, poking your shoulder
>You couldn't help but laugh
"You couldn't beat your way out of a paper bag, you dork," you said, taking a lick out of your ice cream.
>It hadn't been a month before Princess Cadence had called you back to the Crystal Empire
>Apparently the Crystal Heart had found another match for one of those humans everyone had been talking about
>And guess who was the lucky cunt?

>"So where did Other go today?" Twilight asked, taking a bite out of her ice cream cone
>You grimaced as you felt your kidney getting booted this time
"He's off building the other bed for the twins," you said. "I told him that I'd do it when I got home but you know how human guys are."
>Both of you chuckled
>They really were a strange bunch if you thought about it
>Most guys would hightail if they found out they knocked up a girl, but not your Other
>The second that he found out he had gone to the bathroom to throw up, came right back up with the cutest look on his face, hugged you, and asked you to marry him
>You had been so stunned that you had said yes
>Wiping a tear from your eye, you looked up at the sky
"They really are something huh?"
>"Yeah," Twilight said, a dreamy look coming to her face
>Her eyes snapped down to her stomach
>"Though, I don't know about letting yourself get knocked up a month after you met your guy..."
"Hey, it was an accident," you lied. "I thought it was my safe day. Could have happened to anyone."
>"Safe days barely work with humans," Twilight pointed out
"I didn't know that at the time," you said, waving your ice cream around
>Another lie
>You, like most people, knew that human males were packing some swimmers
>Just a drop of their sperm could make a girl's belly swell right up
>And you hadn't really helped all that much
>Wrapping your legs around Other's waist and whispering into his ear to "make you a mommy" didn't do you any favors
>That line had made your husband fire off like a fire hose
>It had also made you squirm like a geyser, but that's besides the point...
"And it's not like anything bad became of it," you said with a shrug. "I want a lot of kids, Other wants a lot of kids, Celestia wants a bunch of new students to teach, it's win-win for everyone."
>Twilight snorted
>"If you say so..."

"Hey, when your man knocks you up you won't be giving me anymore shit," you said licking your ice cream
>Your eyes widened as you received another kick, to the bladder this time
>...
>Fuck
>Standing up, you handed Twilight your ice cream before waddling toward the nearest bathroom
>Godammit...
>You were going to love your kids SO fucking hard...


~Rainbow Dash~


>"Anon, will you just talk to me for five seconds?"
>"Hey, why don't you just fuck off?"
>"I wasn't talking to you!"
>"Yeah, well, you're talking to me now, you fucking dyke."
>"Dyke?!"
>"Yeah, you heard me!"
>Be Anon
>The other one
>You had been having a wonderful morning
>You have a very good, restful sleep
>Pancakes had been made and they were delicious
>That new movie you wanted to watch had also just popped up on Netflix
>All in all, it was going to be a wonderful day
>Until you got a knock on the door
>"Will you get off of him? I actually want to talk to my ex and I can--"
>"The only getting off that's going on is between this guy and me, sugar tits, and The Dash don't like an audience to that kinda show."
>Your ex girlfriend sat on a chair a few feet from you
>Like she usually did, she looked annoyed
>Her arms were crossed, and she really looked like she wanted to start screaming
>While this was an expression you had been the unfortunate focus of on more than one occasion while you had dated her, your new girlfriend was now the one staring down the gates of Mordor
>Rainbow was glaring right back at her from the top of your head
>Since she was way too short for you to sit in her lap, the winged beauty was kind of hanging off your back like some sort of goblin
>Her arms were hooked around your shoulders, and her legs were fastened securely around your middle so she could rest her head on top of yours
>Her massive blue wings were also wrapped around you, leaving only your face visible
>To be honest, it didn't seem like it was that comfortable of a position, but Dash seemed absolutely fine with it
>In fact, she also seemed smug as she held onto you, nuzzling your neck and head every once in awhile
>Your ex clicked her tongue
>"You know, I didn't think you Equestrians were so RUDE," she grumbled
>"Well, I ain't no ordinary Equestrian," Dash replied
>Your ex's nose scrunched up

>"Leave it to fucking Anon to hook up with some bitch of an alien..." she said, in that passive aggressive way of hers
>You nearly let out a groan
>Goddammit did you dislike this heifer...
>"Shows that he has some sense," Dash said, sticking her tongue out at your ex. "Got him a real woman."
>Your ex's eyes narrowed
>"Pl-ease. Anon wouldn't know a real woman if she bite him on the ass."
>You felt Dash press her chest against your back as she puffed it out in indignation
>"Yeah, well I know a dirty roasty when I fucking see one."
>Your ex's eyes shot open
>"WHAT?!"
>You sighed
>Fuck, here we go...
>"You heard me, you dirty roasty," Dash said. "Now why don't you go and lick your mom's clit? Anon doesn't want you anymore!"
>Your ex shot up, her teeth gritted and fists clenched
>Though you didn't see it, you could feel Dash grin
>You had heard about Equestrians and human women getting into it
>A girl down the hall had been put through a wall after an earth tribe Equestrian had seen her hitting her boyfriend
>And Dash, while she was little, was a hell of a lot stronger than she looked
>She, like a lot of wind tribe Equestrians that you had seen, were always up for a scrap
>And you didn't want any scraps in here
>You just bought this fucking couch...
>That table too...
>Thankfully, your ex must have heard some similar stories, because she took a few deep breaths
>"You... I really hope they BAN you fuckers from coming over here," she said, each word dripping with venom
>"Banned or not, your guys will be begging for us to come back," Dash said with her usual cockiness.
>"Fuck. you."
>"Nah, Anon here does that fine. That big cock of his makes me squirt every time. Just like this Equestrian pussy unloads those fat nuts of his."
>...
>Has Dash been on the internet?
>You feel like she's been getting onto the internet...
>"Anon! I swear to god if you don't kick this bitch out right now I'm gonna fucking LOSE IT," your ex snarls, stomping her feet

>Dash snorted
>"He has nothing to say to you! He's my man now, and I'm keeping him," she said, nuzzling your hair. "Forever."
>"Anon--"
>"Fuck off."
>"Will you just--"
>"Roasty."
>"ANON! WILL YOU FUCKING SAY SOMETHING?!"
>Both girls looked at you
>You shrugged helplessly
"Hey, I got no horse in this race, ladies," you said.
>Dash giggled
>"I don't know about that, but there's a part of you that's horse-like, you stud you," she said, reaching down to give your junk a squeeze. "You little TEP slut."
>You frowned, looking back at Dash
"TEP?"
>Dash's grin turned toothy
"Tight Equestrian Pussy."
>...
>Yep...
>She's been on the internet again...