“...What do you think it is, Twilight?”
“I don’t know Spike, but it’s definitely not something I’ve seen in Equestria before.” Anon could hear the muffled voices just beyond the door up the stairs.
He sighed, his head falling back until it thumped against the tabletop he was now secured to. Lights were positioned overhead, making him feel like some sort of lab experiment or like he was the subject of some twisted surgery. He tried struggling against the single, tingling and glowing strap that was holding him in place, but to no avail. Whoever these people were, they certainly didn’t want him going anywhere.
“Why is it so small?”
Anon looked down at himself at that question. It was true, he somehow had been shrunk. The single strap holding him down, though small, covered the majority of his body. The table he was laying back on was massive too, obviously meant for something much larger than he was. The room he was in, while dark, was massive. The ceiling stretched high overhead, and everything in the room seemed to dwarf him. If anon had to take a random guess, he would guess that he was about five centimeters tall. Five centimeters tall, definitely a radical change from his former five foot and eight inch self.
The two voices beyond the door continued to talk, but Anon had tuned them out. He was busy dwelling over how he had gotten where he was. He remembered screeching tires, then a bright light, then...nothing. It was all a big blank until he had woken up, secured tightly to this table here with the two voices beyond the door debating his fate. In the back of his mind he hoped they were reasonable people and not overly inquisitive scientists or doctors, he hated doctors. And he really didn’t want to be put on display as the world’s smallest man in the smithsonian.
The sound of a doorknob turning caused Anon to turn his head to the door up the stairs. The door opened, and Anon let out an enormous sigh of relief. “Finally! You know I could hear every word you two were saying up there, if we could just talk this out like rational human beings, I’m sure—” he stole a second look at the door, shocked to find, not another human being, a doctor, or a scientist. but a horse. A purple horse with a purple mane. And she was looking right back at him with an all too human-like expression on her face.
Slowly, the purple horse’s face stretched into a smile. “Spike...did you hear that? I’m not hearing things right?” A round purple and green head peeked out from behind his equine host, a look of absolute confusion on his face.
“Y-yeah Twi, I heard. I still don’t trust him…” Seemingly ignoring this ‘Spike’s fears, ‘Twi’ suddenly sprinted towards him. Anon flinched, bracing yourself for her to attack, but rather she stopped right at the edge of the table, placed both her hooves on the edge, and pushed her massive muzzle right up to him.
"You can TALK?! Oh my Celestia, you could be a whole new species! I mean yes, Fluttershy talks to animals, but only she can understand them! You just spoke to me AND I UNDERSTOOD YOU! Do you know how great this is?!”
Anon hesitated, still bewildered by the fact that a miniature purple horse was talking to him before he gave her a forced grin. “Suuuureee….you know, it would be a whole lot better though if you could...give me some personal space?”
“Oh...oh!” Twi got the hint and pulled her head back, a faint hint of a blush on her cheeks. “Sorry, I just got really excited. I’ve never seen anything like you!”
Anon rolled his eyes. “Really? I didn’t hear you the first two times.”
Twilight coughed into her hoof. “Yes well...do you mind if I ask you what you are?” A dull ringing sound reached Anon’s ears, and Anon then noticed that the purple horse had a horn atop her head, which glowed a soft purple. A notepad on the opposite side of the room lit up with the same purple color and flew over to the mare, accompanied now by a pencil.
Unicorns. Anon was now fully convinced he was either high as a kite, or dreaming. Given that he couldn’t remember much of anything, he was leaning towards the former. But just in case, he decided to go along with it. “I’m a human. A human being.”
The notepad and pencil levitated itself into the purple and green lizard’s hands, and he began to write. “Hooman….bean.”
“No.” Anon cleared his throat, slightly irritated. “Hu-man. Be-ing.”
“Human being.” The lizard responded with a nod, drawing on the notepad.
“So, Human Being,” The purple horse spoke, eyes shining with excitement. “Where are you from? Judging by how small you are, do you come from the Breezie lands?”
Breezie lands? Breezie sounded like some sort of air freshener. Anon made a mental note to stake a claim to the name when he woke up. Thanks subconscious!
“Before we continue with this, I want to make something clear.” Twi’s ears perked up and she leaned forward. It would almost be cute if she wasn’t towering so far over him. “Human Being isn’t my name. It’s what I am. Like you’re a horse, and he’s a lizard.” Anon pointed at both of them as he said this. Twilight seemed to frown at this.
“I’m not a horse, and he’s not a lizard. I’m a pony, and he’s a dragon.”
Ponies and dragons...you were fairly convinced you were on something now. “Mind if I ask where I am, then?”
Twilight nodded. “You’re in Equestria. It’s mostly inhabited by ponies, but dragons, griffins, and other creatures are free to come and go, so long as they don’t cause trouble.”
Equestria. Clever pun, subconscious.
“Anyways, my name is Anonymous, or Anon for short.”
“Oh!” Twilight smiled. “We haven’t even introduced ourselves! I’m Twilight Sparkle, this is my assistant Spike.” . The purple and green lizard waved as she said his name.
Twilight Sparkle. This was crossing the threshold from kind of strange to outright weird very quickly. Anon mildly wondered if her name bore any relation to the ‘Twilight’ series...he shuddered. He hoped not.
“Okay well, Twilight, can you get me out of here?”
Twilight put a hoof to her chin before trotting around to the bottom of the table. “First, let me run through my specimen checklist to make sure you aren’t a threat to ponies.”
“Specimen checklist? Now hold on, I’m starting to feel like a lab experiment…”
“Oh don’t worry, I’m not going to dissect you or anything.” She said with a giggle. Anon didn’t like that giggle. “Spike!” No sooner had she said his name than the small dragon returned with a list and a quill clutched in his claw. “Impeccable timing!” Twilight levitated a few lethal-looking surgical instruments over to herself. Anon gulped. “What’s the first thing on the list?”
Spike cleared his throat and read in a practiced voice. “Does the subject have claws?” Twilight trotted around the side of the table to get a closer look at him.
“Hm...well it appears he has hands like I’ve seen on monkeys. Fingernails and all. Nope, no claws!”
Spike made a checking motion on the list. “Does the subject have any canines?”
Twilight leaned her face down very close to him. So close in fact, that he could feel her breathe on him every time she took a breath. It wasn’t an unpleasant smell, it carried a faint minty smell and the scent of flowers, strangely.
“Can you open your mouth for me?” Twilight asked, blinking her massive eyes. Figuring the quickest way out of this was to comply, you opened your mouth. Twilight lifted a magnifying glass and stared at him through it, her already massive eye looking comically huge through the magnifying glass. She frowned and set the magnifying glass back on the table. “You have canines,” she said. “Do you eat meat?”
“Omnivore.” Anon responded, looking bored now. “I eat meat, but also fruits and vegetables. Not like I could do much to any of you ponies, if they’re all as big as you.”
“In that case,” Twilight spoke, still sounding a tad unsure. “Spike, what’s the last thing?”
Just then, a loud whistling from upstairs sounded. “Oh my gosh!” Spike suddenly shot two feet into the air, dropping the list as he did. “I totally forgot about the tea!” he shot up the stairs faster than Twilight could respond, slamming the door in his wake.
Twilight winced and levitated the list over to herself. “I guess I can just do the rest of this by myself, what’s the last thing…” Her eyes grew wide for a moment, and she lowered the list for a moment to look at him with a curious, analytical expression. “How does the subject...taste? That’s odd…” She began to approach him.
Anon was really freaked out now, he was not going to have a small purple pony licking him just to figure out how he tasted.”Hey!” He shouted, starting to struggle against the strap holding him down again. “I may be twenty times smaller than you, but I can bite like you wouldn’t believe!”
“Oh relax Anon,” Twilight smiled at anon, to show him everything was going to be okay. “It’s just a small taste, nothing big.”
“I don’t care! No!”
Twilight frowned. “It’s not that big of a deal, just give it a second and it’ll be over!”
“I don’t care how soon it’ll be over! Getting licked by talking miniature horse is where I cross the li— mmph!”
Anon’s ranting was interrupted as Twilight leaned over him, and licked his entire body with a swipe of her tongue, then retreated, smacking her lips.
Anon was appalled. “You...YOU ACTUALLY DID THAT! AFTER I SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU NOT TO!”
Twilight seemed to be too busy licking and smacking her lips to pay attention to Anon’s yelling. “Hm...the taste is...different to say the least..” suddenly Twilight began to shiver uncontrollably. Anon thought she was having a seizure for a second, until he saw her eyelids close halfway and she started sauntering towards him, swinging her hips in a way he was in no way comfortable with. “Anon...you taste...really good.”
Nope.
Anon finally managed to work his body out from under the strap that was holding him down. He slid down the leg of the table and on to the floor, and started to run for the metaphorical hills. All his effort was for naught, however, when he felt a tingling pass all over his body, and he was jerked up and off the floor. Anon flailed for a minute before he came face to face with the purple menace once more. Her eyelids were still half closed, and she licked her lips again. “Just another little taste…”
“OFF WITH THEE, SHE-DEMON! BACK TO THE PIT OF HELL FROM WHENCE YOU CAME!” Anon’s cries went unheeded as Twilight promptly stuck Anon’s upper half into her mouth. Anon could only futilely kick his legs as Twilight sat her rump on the floor and closed her eyes, suckling on Anon’s vulnerable form. She leaned her head back every once in a while and made a soft sound, like a groan or a hum. She was in heaven.
Anon was a totally different story. Now drenched in horse slobber, there was very little he could do as Twilight’s tongue probed his skin, raising goosebumps whenever she ran it along his bare skin. He could hardly get a word in, or move very much as Twilight’s lips had him firmly locked in place, her tongue assaulting his face and every part of his body that was currently caught up in her suckling mouth.
After a moment, but what felt like hours, Twilight’s eyes opened again. She giggled at the sight of Anon’s legs flailing wildly outside of her mouth. Her ears twitched as Anon’s muffled voice rang through her cheeks. Not one wanting to get only half of the experience, Twilight quickly slurped up Anon’s legs, drawing the entire small human into her muzzle.
Anon was not having a good time. He was laying all sorts of curses to Twilight’s name as she moved and pushed him around, drenching him wet in her saliva and running him along the inside of her cheek and licking him over and over. After a while though, he just sort of gave up and figured that she’d hopefully let him out soon. Then his world started to tilt backwards though, and Anonymous flailed wildly, trying to hold onto Twilight’s tongue. “What are you doing?!”
Outside, Twilight slowly tilted her head backwards. Something in the back of her head told her that this was a rare specimen, and she shouldn’t just eat him, but it was like a dull buzzing in her ear, annoying, but it couldn’t do anything. Anon tasted too good to pass up.
Anon felt Twilight lean her head back, and he lost his grip on her tongue. He wildly flailed for one of her teeth, grabbing for something else to hold onto, but he quickly lost his grip and slid backwards in a wave of saliva. “I’ll remember this in the afterlife you biiiiiitch!” he shouted as he was washed down.
Outside, Twilight swallowed hard, a big lump leaving her mouth and running down her throat, before joining her chest and melding in with her belly. Twilight sighed happily, licking her lips of some of the stray saliva that had leaked out while she’d been enjoying her food. She looked down, and saw the specimen checklist she had been using earlier. Levitating it up to her face, she noticed a smudge next to the word ‘taste’. She idly rubbed it off, and beneath the smudge was the word ‘food’.
“How does your subject taste food…?” Twilight mumbled to herself, still sounding out of it. Suddenly, her eyes shot wide open. She put a hoof to her stomach and a look of horror overcame her. “I...I just ATE my new specimen!” Twilight quickly sprinted up the stairs, only one destination in mind. “SPIIIIIIIIKE!”