Who are you? (Anon/Tia/Twi)

>Equestria is a weird place
>It's incredibly strange how forgiving these ponies are
>You, a complete alien, come crashing into town like a meteor, destroying several structures with the impact, and what do they do?
>They put you in the hospital until you're fully recovered
>They don't threaten you with anything, and even go out of their way to express how sorry they feel for you
>They say it's okay and give you a small house of your own in a town outside the capital, the only string being they'd like you to answer human questions that a pony named Twilight Sparkle would ask
>These fucking ponies
>Of course, that's over a year in the past now, but it still boggles the mind
>That's not even the weirdest thing though
>The weirdest thing is when SHE started showing up a few months ago
>She doesn't always show up, and it's always while you're asleep
>Imagine, their powerful and benevolent Princess Celestia, in your bed
>And that's where you are now; hoping she'll show up early enough for you to talk first and cuddle after
>You've been been looking around the room for quite awhile now, as there's only so much you can think about before getting bored
>Remembrances of home threaten to invade your mind, but they are easily pushed aside with years of practice
>While focusing on the previous days events is why you're staying up to wait, it's getting a little too late
>And so, letting your fatigue overtake you, you close your eyes and start to drift

>It's bright
>Not too bright to open your eyes, but the sun is just starting to come up
>Took some time to get used to waking up so early, but it has its benefits
>Like how you get to always wake up before the companion you find yourself spooning
>You know in this state you can do practically anything
>With one of your hands you start slowly rubbing her belly
>Her fur is always so soft, but it's her stomach that feels like silk on your hands
>"Mmmmmm."
>With your other hand you reach up and start stroking her short muzzle
>She unconsciously starts to nuzzle into it, even opening her mouth with her tongue lolling out
>This would normally be the part where you nip at her neck or ears, but there would be no way to calm her down from that when she woke
"Celestia." you whisper softly
>"Mmmmmmnnn." is all she replies with
>You roll your eyes, of course she wouldn't want to end this unless it meant something else
>Taking your hand off her muzzle and moving it upwards, you try again
"Celestia." you say with a bit more loudness
>"Five more minutes." she whines
>She gets one last chance
"Celestia."
>"No."
>She asked for this
>Soundlessly, your free hand curls your middle finger and thumb together, forces pressing against each other near her horn until
>*Flick*
>In one simple motion your lover begins thrashing about, jerking her head away from you
>She finally stops when she's standing on the bed, looking at you with a glare
>"You know I hate it when you do that."
"How else would you rather I wake you up?"
>The glare is replaced by a sultry expression, "Well, you could always-"
"If I did that I wouldn't get to talk to you." you interrupt
>"Talk? To me?" she asks with a hint of confusion
"Well yea. I was hoping you'd show up while I was awake last night so I could ask then, but you had to make me wait until morning."
>You reach over to pull her into a more comfortable position on top of yourself; she gives in without a hint of resistance
>Stroking her back gets her to relax even more on your chest
"Do you think it's weird that I want to talk to you?"
>"N-No. I just.. find it strange that you want to muddle what we have with words."
>What?
"And how exactly is talking muddling what we have?"
>"Because you could be screwing me senseless right now! And instead you want to just waste what little time we have with talking?"
>Yeah, and after that little time she'd disappear without a trace, only to be seen until the next night she came to you
"Is a good fuck all I am to you?"
>Her muscles tense, trying to grasp at you as if you were going to fade away
>"No no no no no! You're so much more than that to me. I can't tell you how much easier being with you makes my days. I just.. I just don't get a lot of spare time." Her voice takes a very sad tone, "I want to make every second with you count."
>You move your hand from her back to behind her ear
"You say that like I'm going somewhere. But to me, this right here? This counts just as much as everything else we've done. I mean, the deepest conversation we've had prior to today was about the weather."
>She lightly chuckles a bit at that memory
>The only reason that conversation even took place was because of how schizophrenic the weather was being
>It went from snowing to bright and sunny to thunder storming all within the span of a single session
"I just wish I had more time to spend with you and get to know you. There's not very many ponies I feel this comfortable around, and I'd feel more comfortable if this was a steady thing. I care about you, and want you more in my life."
>She bites her lip before responding, "I thought stallions liked relationships where they can screw on the side and have it not affect their life."
"The sex is nice, don't get me wrong, but it doesn't help that much when I feel lonely."
>You tenderly kiss her on the cheek and hug her tightly
"Besides, this is the first time you've actually said you care about me without me having to put my dick in you."
>She rubs her head into the crook of your neck, eyes shut tightly
>"I'm sorry I can't show you how much you mean to me." she softly replies
"You mean a lot to me too."
>The two of you stay snuggled like that for a few more minutes, silently basking in the warmth of each others bodies
>But all good things must come to an end
>"I should get going."
"Yeah. Country to run and all that, right?"
>"Right." she mutters
>She slowly extracts herself from your grip, and carefully steps down from the bed
>Once her hooves are on the ground though she quickly makes her way through your door
>You know better than to follow her and see her off
>The few times you tried you lost her as soon as you got into the living room
>You figure she probably just magics herself out
>Maybe it's an impoliteness kinda thing, and she doesn't want to make you uncomfortable by doing it in front of you
>In any case, you slowly sit up in bed as well, resigning yourself to the start of a new day

>Several hours later, you find yourself just entering work
>Well, it doesn't really feel like work, considering how little you actually do
>Any attempts to help out around the library more than already asked are quickly thwarted by your purple boss
>You mostly just discuss things with her
>Talking only helps so much though when the library is in such disarray like it right now
"Hey Spike. What's up?"
>"Can't talk Anon. We got a big shipment today from Vanhoover, so I have to re-shelve almost half the library so everything stays in order."
"It'd go a lot faster if there were two more hands working on it."
>He softly chuckles, "Yeah, but you know the drill. Talk to Twilight first so she doesn't have another fit from overworking our only human. She should be in the basement."
>"Pfft, more like barely working." you grumble
>As you make your way into the basement you notice that there's even more books than normal down here
>In the middle of all of them you see Twilight intently reading one propped up on a stack of others
>Walking as quietly as you can, you get right behind her and get ready to embrace her in a surprise hug
>You bend down so you'll actually be able to reach her and strike as quickly as possible
>"Aaaah!"
>In no time she's squirming in your grasp, several feet off the floor
"So are you actually going to let me help Spike today or what?"
>She stops her wiggling as soon as she hears the sound of your voice
>"You know I hate it when you do that."
>You carefully put her back down on the floor
"And you put up with me anyways. But does Spike get to catch a break today or not?"
>She gives you a goofy looking grin, "Nope."
>A sigh escapes your lips
"So then what's for today?"
>"Human courting rituals."
>...
"Nope."
>"Great, then let's get- Wait. No?"
"Yup. Nope."
>Her eyes go wide at the prospect, "But why not? I need to record how another species courts one another."
>You eye her suspiciously
"Why now?"
>She blinks a few times, "Is now a bad time?"
"It.. just seems off is all. You could have done it any time within the first couple months when you were asking me tons of questions about humans but instead you pick now. Why?"
>Her right hoof taps at the ground a few times before she nervously responds, "I wasn't sure if you would have been comfortable if I asked then."
"Well, my answer is still no. Besides, it varies from culture to culture and I don't know them all. I've seen ponies around town ask each other out before, my culture isn't really any different from that."
>"B-But I need more details than just that." she pleads
"Twilight I'm not telling you all the stupid shit my ancestors did to court each other. End of story."
>She pouts a bit, but cheers up when she catches onto what you said, "So it doesn't matter who initiates? Or how?"
>Fuck
"Nah, not really. And that's all that you're getting out of me."
>"I suppose that will do then." she happily responds, "I guess if that's all that you can go help Spike. Just don't work yourself too hard!"
>You lightly scratch her ear in gratitude
"I'm more worried about him than me."

>Helping Spike was the most work you've gotten to do in a week
>At first you thought she was just being protective of you, but as the day progressed you found out it's because you slow him down by being in the way
>If you hadn't insisted, he probably would have gotten it done by supper
>As it stands though, it took the two of you until nightfall
>You honestly should have just admitted you were in the way and left, but you couldn't stand not seeing it through
>So instead you apologized profusely to the little guy after it was all done
>And so, after the most tiring day you've had in weeks, you find yourself slipping off to bed
>...
>Only to be woken up during the night by none other than a white mare
>Still wanting to get a decent nights sleep, all you do is wrap yourself around her, and drift off

>As the sun rises and shines into your window, you see for the first time since you started having your way with her that she's awake before you
>In fact she looks a little tired while she continues to stare at you from on top of your chest
"Um, are you okay?"
>She sighs before closing in and giving you a chaste kiss on the lips
>"I've been thinking about what you said."
>You'd like to ask which parts, but that would be stupid
"And?"
>"And.." she starts tapping her right hoof on your bed, "I'd like to come over here every night. If that's alright with you."
>The silliness of her statement gets to you, and you burst out laughing
>Her face scrunches in confusion
"Now you ask for permission?" you make out through your giggling fit
"Of course I'm alright with you coming over here whenever. I hoped I got that across yesterday."
>She visibly breathes a sigh of relief, but your curiosity mounts
"Is that all you thought about?"
>"N-No. I'd, ummm." her right hoof continues tapping as she stammers about
>"I'd like it if I could call you my coltfriend." she quickly finishes
>Upon hearing those words you grab her up and cradle her in your arms
>You hop out of bed and start spinning around in a circle with a giant smile on your face in glee
>"Anonymous!"
>Slowly you bring yourself back to a stop and let go of her on the bed
>"You know I hate it when you do that." she mumbles
>Bending down, you bring your hands to her head and bring her face inches away from yours
"I'd like for you to call me that too."
>Soon after, time blurs as the two of you quickly engage in your usual activity: screwing each other senseless

>Hours later, you make your way over to the library feeling like a million bucks
>With a stupid grin on your face, you find that today is one of those rare occasions Spike isn't immediately doing anything
>In fact, seems like nobody is around
"Twilight? Spike?" you call out
>"In here." you hear from a feminine voice
>In the kitchen area you find a ragged Twilight nursing some tea while Spike is still nowhere to be found
"Hey, what's going on?"
>She gives a weak smile, "Late night. I gave Spike the day off so he can rest up."
"Ah. I hope you're planning on resting as well, you look pretty rough around the edges."
>"I'll be fine. What about you? You seem more chipper than normal."
"I guess you could say something put me in a good mood." you state while staring wistfully into the distance
>Twilight stares at you for a few seconds before closing her eyes, standing, and taking a deep breath
>"Anon, there's something I wanted to ask you."
>You cock one of your eyebrows at the sudden turn of seriousness of the purple mare
>"I.." she starts, but refuses to finish
>Her cheeks turn a shade of red and her right hoof starts tapping on the ground
>...
>In fact, that's the EXACT same rhythm and hoof tap from this morning
>"I-I mean, what I mean is.."
>This fucking mare
>Speedily you grab the mare off her hooves and start twirling around like you were mere hours ago
>"Anon! You know I hate when you do this." she cries
>Stopping only after you've sufficiently tired yourself, you maneuver her in your arms until she's face to face with you
>"Anon wha-"
>She's cut off as you close the distance and plant your lips firmly on hers
>Twilight melts in your arms after her initial shock passes
>After a bit, you break it off and find a place to sit down with her on your lap
"You know you didn't have to go through all that trouble right?"
>"Uh huh." she replies while still in a daze
"I'm honestly not even sure how you did it. Definitely cool though."
>Finally she snaps out of her daze, "Wait, what did I do?"
"Uh, turn yourself into a Celestia look a like?"
>Her face contorts in confusion, "I never made myself look like Celestia."
"...Wait, so it hasn't been you in my room in the mornings for the past several months?"
>"Whose been in your room?!" She replies hysterically
>Fuck
"Uh, Celestia?" you say with a weak smile
>The purple mare stares at you intently for several seconds before responding
>"Anon, have you eaten anything weird recently?" she frantically asks
"Twilight, my diet hasn't changed and this has been going on for months."
>"That's even worse! Celestia doesn't just come into random ponies bedrooms at night!"
"I'm not a pony."
>"Exactly, which means there's something wrong here."
>Okay, enough of this
"Why don't we send her a letter?"
>"I'm not sending a letter to my teacher asking if she's slept with you or not! That would be inappropriate. And I know it's not her, so I need to perform some tests to make sure nothing is magically affecting you."
>Hoping to calm her down, you grab hold of her and make sure you're staring into each others eyes
"Twilight! I'm fine, there's nothing different about me. I'm sorry about the kiss, that's my mistake, but I'm with Celestia."
>Her hysteria seems to die down a little as she stops fidgeting
>"Anon, as a friend who is concerned, will you please at least allow me one test?"
>You let her down back onto the ground and sigh
"What kind of test?"
>"Wait here."
>You watch as she descends down the stairs into the basement
>A few minutes later she returns with a single rock floating in her telekinesis
>She somberly looks up at you, "Put this on your nightstand tonight. It will be able to see through any kind of magic that might be affecting you. We'll find out tomorrow."
>You pocket the stone and start walking towards the door
>"Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"I hope you're right."
"I hope I am too."

>Night couldn't come quick enough
>You placed the rock on the nightstand as soon as you got home, but you got home incredibly early compared to most days
>And so lazing around the house gave you plenty of time to think
>Yet no matter how much you thought about it, it didn't really matter
>One small doubt can't change everything you went through with her
>Sure, majority of it was nothing but fucking, but god damn if it wasn't the best tail you'd ever had
>It was like she always knew what parts of you to push at the right times
>Hell, comparing your small talk to your love-making made it seem like she was more a courtesan than a princess that dealt with diplomats
>Then again, you're not a diplomat, and maybe princesses never really have time for relationships
>After more than half a day on mulling about on these thoughts, night finally came
>And with it, your lover

>The sun once again wakes you up, illuminating your bedroom with its light
>And just as before, there's a large white pony in your bed
>You knew Twilight was overreacting
>So you do what you would do most other mornings like this
>Run your hands along her body, lick and nip at all the right spots, and stick your dick in that warm, wet hole
>This morning was a little different though
>You fucked with purpose, as if proving Twilight wrong
>She calls this a figment of your imagination? Hah
>It wasn't your most sensuous performance by far, but Celestia didn't seem to mind your vigor
>In fact if anything, she seemed even more into it than normal
>Unfortunately, just like normal on all the other days, after you exhausted yourself on your white temptress, she took her immediate leave

>You arrive much earlier than normal at the library
>Rock in hand, you approach Twilight with a bit of a smug grin
"I told you there was nothing wrong. The stone didn't do anything all morning."
>She looks at you with a bit of a curious gaze, "It wasn't supposed to."
>That immediately wipes the grin off your face
"What was it supposed to do then?"
>"It records-"
"You recorded me having sex?!?"
>She sighs in frustration of being interrupted
>"Kind of. It records what truly happens around the last creature that touched it, and only that creature can see it. In other words, I can't even watch it, but you get to see what actually happened. If there's any distortions at all and it doesn't match up with your memory exactly, then you're under some kind of spell."
>Well that doesn't seem so bad
"So how do we get it to work?"
>Out of nowhere Twilight floats over a cup of clear water over to you
>"Just put the stone in the cup and then drink a little bit of it. It'll give you a vision."
>You're a bit skeptical, but you relent and drop the stone in the water
>It fizzles a bit in the water before disappearing and turning it a milky white
"Is it-"
>"That's normal."
>Well, bottoms up then
>You quickly bring the cup to your lips and take a sizable gulp
>It doesn't really have any taste
>Suddenly your vision falters as a feeling of vertigo takes you
>
>Just like that you're standing in your room, but its night time
>On your bed you can see your own body, sleeping away
>Your door opens slowly and something you've never seen before sticks its head in the room
>It looks rubbery black, with green hair, holes somehow everywhere in its hair
>On it's head is adorned by a large horn that looks gnarled and twisted, and a small almost antennae like appendage out of the top back of the head that splits four ways
>That's definitely not Celestia
>As it moves more into the room, you get a better look at its body
>It's more of the same green and black colors, and while it slightly resembles a pony in shape, the translucent abdomen and wings give you the impression it's closer related to an insect
>You can only watch as the creature slinks its way over to your bed and puts itself under the covers
>As soon as she's in you see yourself wrap your arms around the thing
>To you it feels like the minutes drag on for hours as you watch yourself cuddle the grotesque thing
>Eventually though, you see the sun start to come up, and with it, the you from earlier starts to wake up
>Your out of body experience only becomes worse as you see yourself start to feel up the creature
>You remember all those movements, the belly rub, ear scratch, fondling her crotch boobs, licking a teasing everything in her groin, and even sticking your dick in the green hole you thought was pink
>Every single movement you remember doing, and it makes you sick
>Your stomach is doing flip flops as you're forced to watch yourself fuck the monstrosity that you thought was the ruler of Equestria
>And after enough time, thankfully, the vision eventually ends as everything fades to black
>
>"Anonymous!"
>You come to on the floor of the library
>"Oh I'm so glad you're okay. When you collapsed and started vomiting I thought it was a bad reaction to the potion. Did you see anything?"
>You're stomach feels empty, but you still feel queasy at the memory of what you just watched
>Painfully, with a raspy voice, you answer Twilight
"I don't think I want to go home tonight."


>You are Chrysalis, and you're worried about your beloved
>He wasn't at home when you visited him last night
>Something might have happened to him!
>No no, that's silly, get a grip on yourself
>But something..
>No! He means too much to you, there's no way something bad happened to him
>If anyone laid so much as a hoof on his head, you'd have them eviscerated
>Nothing is allowed to harm Anonymous, not even you
>So you sit in waiting on the outskirts of town, camouflaged into the scenery
>A few of your sleeper drones are in the town, they will find out where he is
>And when they do you will comfort him in any way you can
>But the wait is unbearable
>...
>Finally one of them approaches and bows
>"My Queen."
"I don't have patience for formalities, spit it out."
>The drone hesitates half a second longer than he should, but not long enough for you to punish him for it
>"The human is safe."
>A large burden is lifted from your heart, but that isn't an acceptable answer
>"But it appears he had a vision with the help of Twilight Sparkle."
>"He.. saw your true form, my Queen."
>A chill runs down your exoskeleton
>You stare into the distance, off at the library where you know Twilight Sparkle resides
"And?" you ask softly
>Slowly the drone replies, "And he vomited, my Queen."
>
>
"Leave me."
>The drone bows once more and walks off, in what direction you don't care
>You're too busy staring at the library that now houses your beloved
>You never asked anything of him, and were prepared to give him anything in exchange for his love
>And he vomits at the sight of you
>Oh, you would love to fly down there and take over the town
>Torturing Twilight would feel so satisfactory
>But it wouldn't help you get Anonymous back
>So instead you sit, and stare at the town
>And let the tears flow