I recognized this place from my dreams as being New York City. I saw two ponies in the distance: Iris and Desire. They were female personas of myself, reflecting facets of my psyche. Part of me believed they might even be lingering remnants of the ponies whose DNA were used to help form my body.
Not wanting to waste a lucid dream on bickering with myself, I turned to my left to walk away and saw another of the ponies, Heart.
“Hey, Dawn.”
“Gah!” I turned and ran into a nearby building, skidding to a stop. “What the hell?”
The library had formed around me. I turned around and looked out the door into Ponyville. Somehow, I had walked from New York directly into Twilight’s library. I stomped on my hoof to see if I was still asleep, which wasn’t very effective, but confirmed I was dreaming nonetheless.
“Oh, you’re here!” Twilight said. She was smiling like a filly on Christmas morning.
My head whipped around to face her, and I saw that Twilight was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a very formal black and white dress. She had a cart full of books and a clipboard.
“Twilight?”
“Expecting somepony else?”
“I guess not, this isn’t the craziest pony I’ve met in a dream. So, how can I help you?”
She smiled and her horn began to glow. Before I could ask what she was doing, several black straps flew off the cart and hit my legs, wrapping around them tightly. “You’re going to explain the Dewey Decimal System to me.”
“What on Earth? Stop this!” I glared at her as she flung me back against the wall, pinning me to it in an awkward position. With my four legs now attached to the wall, my cock hung limp in front of me, slowly stiffening from the blood flowing to it.
“Oh, you can put that away.” Twilight pulled out a ruler and slapped the head of my dick, eliciting a gasp of pain from me. “I just want you to help me organize.”
“Gah! Of all the wet dreams to have… Fine! Just get on with it.”
Twilight rolled the cart over, and I saw several books in front of me. “Now, I’ll show you a book or category and you give me the number. Let’s start with an easy one: biology.”
I rolled my eyes and sighed. Even if I had an incredible memory, it’s not like I’d know all these off the top of my head. Twilight looked at me, and her horn and eyes began to glow in tandem. A tingling overcame me, and suddenly, I remembered.
“Biology is 574,” I replied.
“Mmmhmmm.” Twilight sat down, and I saw her pull out a large red dildo the size of a foreleg. She slid it up against the lips of her pussy teasingly and held it there. “Hmm, home economics?”
“640.”
Twilight got comfortable leaning against a bookshelf, resting her forelegs on two stacks of books. Her hind legs and the dildo rested comfortably on the floor, her glowing horn manipulating the massive plastic cock. “Yes… psychology?”
I thought for a second and tugged at my left foreleg restraint. It was too tight to budge. “150.”
She moaned as the dildo slid in, slowly passing the nub of the artificial medial ring. There was a wet plop as it went inside, and her left hindleg started twitching. “Humankind?”
“233.”
Twilight gasped as the dildo hit the wall of her cervix, the full length of the dildo now stuffed into her tight cunt. She had to take several breaths to recover as fluids dripped out of her marehood onto her librarian uniform. “Dawn… tell me more…”
“It was created by Mevil Dewey in 1876—”
She interrupted me with a whinny as the dildo slid out and back in.
“—and has been revised twenty-three times. Some modifications include improving the numeric system by adding letters or symbols to further help organize books.”
Twilight shoved the dildo in and let out a loud scream, smiling as she enjoyed each thrust. A large dictionary floated over, and she began to rub it across her tits while she fucked herself with the dildo. “Yes… faster, Dawn!”
“Huh, faster what?” I looked around for some escape, but I was stuck here as a captive audience to her session.
“Prints!”
“769,” I answered.
“Metallurgy.”
“669.”
“Geology, gas mechanics, religion, international law, ethics of sex and reproduction—”
“551, 533, 200, 341, 176,” I quickly told her as she continued to list topics.
“Yes!!! Celestia, yes!” Twilight screamed loud enough that I felt my ears fold in to shield me from the noise.
She spasmed on the floor, marecum spraying the ground beneath her cunt as she orgasmed. The dildo slipped out of her magical grasp, shot out of her pussy, and rolled across the floor. Twilight fell over and a stack of books tumbled on top of her, yet she didn’t stop writhing in pleasure from the orgasm.
Finally, she seemed to have finished and stood up, blushing while she looked at me. “T-thank you, Dawn. That… was really something.”
I nodded. “Now, why don’t you come over here and let me give you a proper dicking?”
“Sorry, I’m kinda busy. Have a nice dream!” Twilight smiled and then walked around a corner.
“Wait! Come back!”
I hung there on the wall in my dream, trapped. With no way down, I tried to will myself free. I should be able to control my dreams, after all. Instead, I just made some grunting noises while trying to pull the straps from the wall.
Finally I tried waking myself up, but couldn’t quite pull that off either. I hung there for a few minutes before I heard somepony outside getting closer.
“Dawn?” the voice asked.
“In here!” I called out.
A second later, Luna walked around a corner. She took one look at me, blushed, and glanced at the ground. “I must say, walking in on these dreams has never gotten any easier for me.”
“I can imagine. So, what brings you by my dreams?”
Luna walked over, her blush gone. She was able to look me in the eye now. “Well, I thought I sensed the presence of another in your dream. I’d been meaning to stop by and figured it was as good an excuse as any.”
“Ah, so that’s why you came by.”
“Indeed. From the looks of things, you’ve been left high and dry.” Luna paced around in front of me, and if I didn’t know better I’d say she was deliberately letting me get a good look at the lips of her pussy.
“So you going to let me down?”
“Not so fast,” she replied. “Being a ruler is exhausting, and we can’t just ‘get laid’ like normal ponies. What Celestia doesn’t know, is that I can have all the fun I want in dreams. I’ve slept with many ponies in their dreams, and they never remember a thing: tyrants, nobles, griffons, and changelings. You’d be amazed… but I’ve never slept with a human in a pony’s body.”
I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, debating whether or not to laugh. “Wait, you’re serious? You want to have sex?” Taking another look at those well-defined blue flanks, I quickly shouted “Yes!”
“Well then, why don’t we get started?”
Luna walked over and with one smooth motion, slid her mouth over the head of my cock and down to the base. It was unbelievably smooth and tight, and I felt my cock get as hard as a diamond.
“Dawn.”
“Yes, Luna? Wait, how are you talking with—”
“Dawn!”
I looked at Luna. She was bobbing up and down my thick shaft, and somehow could talk at the same time. It felt amazing so I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the voice.
“Dawn!”
Something grabbed me and shook me, and I opened my eyes. Above me, Dash was jumping up and down on me to wake me up. “Wha…?”
“Dawn! You’re late for flight practice, again! Get up and get rid of that,” she flicked a hoof and hit the tip of my morning wood, sending a painful jolt that woke me up. “Meet me outside in thirty minutes!”
Dash chuckled and muttered something about stallions under her breath and quickly flew out of the room.
I sat up and looked at my cat. “Fuck. I always wake up at the best part.”