> This Strange World (or My Isekai'd Life)
>  by DouglasTrotter
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> I'm gonna die (One way or another)
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This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)


They say a person's life flashes before their eyes when they're about to die.  Well, "they" being people who've supposedly back from the brink of death, if anyone buys that crap.  If those stories are true, when does my flashback happen? When does my life flash before my eyes?  It'd be nice to have something happy to think about before I splatter on the ground. 

The ground appeared so far away when I opened my eyes.  Hell, I'll be honest and say the ground still feels so far away.  It's hard to see shit without glasses.  The last thing I can remember is how it hurt to breathe before I opened my eyes.  The air was freezing, almost to the point it burned.  It looks as if the initial shock has worn off since it's so crystal clear and understandable why I was so freaking cold.  I'm naked.  Fuck me, I'm naked.  Surprised the cold didn't make my little dude go from an outtie to an innie.  

Yup, ground is still far away.  I wonder what size hole a 5'6", 165lb naked male human makes when they hit the ground face-first.  The crater will probably be small and insignificant, much like my life.  

Whatever.  I don't care at this point.  The ground is still so far away.  Not to mention, I still can't see shit.  Glasses or no glasses, I couldn't see even if I had them since this wind keeps stinging my eyes.    

Ok, squinting doesn't help matters.  The ground "might" be getting closer.  There's still no flashbacks of those "happier" times in my life.  I'm not going to even flail my arms about in hoping to fly.  If humans were meant to fly, we'd have been born with wings.  Is that the right phrase?  Know what, I don't care.  I'm going to die, so it is the right saying because I say it is the right saying, damn it! 

What the hell?  I wonder if hallucinations are one of the symptoms of hypoxia.  Even without my glasses, I could swear that looks like a blurry vision of a freaking city in the sky, resting on some clouds.  There's even a fucking rainbow.  Why is there a damn rainbow in a city of the -- don't care, don't care, I'm going to die. 

Alright, I'm still falling.  At least I saw some great weird shit before I die.  Hmm, I wonder if I get to heaven if they'll freeze-frame some of these images from my last moments alive and enhance them like that old show, CSI.  Of course, with the amount of assholes on Earth I dealt with in my life that said I deserve a hotter place to rest, I'm probably going "there" when I die.  

Finally, it took fucking long enough.  I've hit one of those atmospheric layers with clouds.  Man, these clouds look fluffy.  My hand just passes right through them.  

"I'll help you!" 

The hell was that?  I must be hallucinating like crazy.  Hallucinations must be part of hypoxia, or some weird oxygen deprivation to the brain.  I could swear a creature was resting on a cloud I just passed.  

Alright, ground is getting closer.  I'm on an express elevator to hell, going down! 

I better savor these final few moments before this shit hurts like hell.  As the saying goes, it's not the fall but the sudden stop that kills you.  

"Almost there!" 

Weird, there's that strange -- wow, that's one perverted hallucination.  What zoomed by me looked like some weird creature with wings.  Not to mention it had one helluva' body with a nice, large set of knockers.  

Shit.  I'm not hallucinating.  Great, I'm gonna get eaten by a monster before I splat on the ground.  I'd better pick my poison in terms of death.  

"Gotcha!" 

Damn, it's hard to keep my eyes open.  I'm so freaking tired.  

"W-Where -- nice tits." I said.  Damn, smooth move, dumbass.  

"Flattery will get you everywhere with me, human." It said. 

"Huh?" I said. 

The creature's hands wrapped around my chest.  I can feel her breasts pressing against my ears.  If this is a way to die, it's one hell of a way to die.  Pleasure before death, huh?  Well, this eight-foot tall, female looking creature can have its way with me cause I'm done.  I'm just so damn tired right now.  

"Human, are you alright? Human?!" It said.  


*** *** *** 


Where, am I?  I can't move a muscle.  My head hurts like hell.  I also feel like shit too.  

Are those, bags?  Yea, they are IV bags.  Those are micro-drip lines.  I guess someone is giving me IV nutrients or something.  

Wow, these lights are bright.  Even a blind person could see the brilliant white light reflecting off my white skin.  

It looks like my smell is intact.  A son raised by a mother who worked in the medical profession never forgets the smell of antiseptic and disinfectant.  Not to mention, geez that's some strong, STRONG disinfectant.  You could drop an elephant with that kind of smell, or the creature that caught me.  If it looks like a hospital and smells like a hospital, it's a hospital alright. 

There better be a pan underneath me.  My bladder is holding back Niagara Falls.  Though, to be honest, I'm probably cathe'd right now.  It'd be easier for the attendants to clean up. 

Man, what happened to me?  

"Here, this is the one." 

Huh? 

What in God's name is that?!  It's a red hand.  I'm in hell.  I'm so in hell.  Shit, I'm sorry I blamed the fart on that old woman in the grocery store.  I'm sorry.  I'm sorry.  Please don't use my stomach as a bag-pipe, please! 

"Hello, I'm Doctor Transfusion and -- what are you doing?!  Nurse!" It said. 

"You're not using my stomach as a bag-pipe, demon!" I said.  I'm ready to rip the IV out and use this stand as a weapon. "What, what did you do to me? Did you tranq me?" 

"Excuse me, did I 'tranq' you? What do you mean?" It said. 

"Slip me a Mickey, tranq me up... 'sedate' me." I said. 

"Heavens no.  That's just Nurse Clamp.  Her specialty is relaxation magic to help calm your nerves and muscles." It said. 

"E-Excuse me? 'Magic?'" I said. 

"What is magic? I'm so sorry.  I forgot that you're human and magic may not exist in your world.  We know about humans due to Princess Twilight Sparkle's interaction with another world that has humans, but your world probably doesn't know about us." It said. 

My body is relaxed alright. Whatever "magic" this creature used has incapacitated my arms and legs, but my vital muscle functions are left intact.  

I have to say, this doc is pretty easy on the eyes.  It's still creepy when I look at it though.  This thing looks like some upright, anthropomorphic equine of sorts.  He/She/It looks like some perverted hentai artist's wet dream come to life.  Not to mention, her knockers are huge.  They're almost... as big as the other one's breasts. 

"Is there a problem?" It said. 

"Where the hell am I?  What is going on?" I said. 

"That will take some time to explain." It said.  

Great.  I fell from some unknown height, got saved by a large breasted creature, and now I'm talking to another large breasted creature.  Well, there's one good bit of news.  My innie went back to an outtie.

If this is heaven, it's perverted.  If this is hell, it's probably going to get way, way, WAY more perverted.
> I'm totally scaroused now (A wild weird wet dream and day)
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This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)


"Okay, here comes the stick." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Heh, one of the few good things I've heard about myself are my supposedly 'big horse' veins." I said. 

"I wonder if that makes you part equine." Doctor Transfusion said.  She smiled, and then it faded.  Doctor Transfusion slid the needle forward.  This mare, this woman is definitely a professional.  I didn't feel a thing when the needle slid underneath my skin.  Hell, she's already done and there's just a tiny red mark on my arm. "There, all done. This will be the final round of necessary blood-work."

"So, do you think my levels will be alright?" I said. 

"I'm a doctor that likes to wait for the report before making a judgment, and I am eagerly awaiting this report so that I can deliver a final verdict." Doctor Transfusion said. She removed the evacuated tube from the collector, labeled it, and then placed the dirty collector hub and needle into the bio-hazard box near my bed.  She tossed her used gloves into the trash can. "If you're asking for a preliminary report, your vitals thus far look rather impressive, love.  I guess we can attribute it to your, ahem, 'healthy' body." 

Yea, healthy alright. Feels like I'm giving the full on salute almost 24/7 with all these sexy creatures walking by the door to my room. There's a part of me that thinks this is wrong, but then again, thinking with my dick here since it's at full mast, it feels great.  This curvaceous, downright sexy and lovely Doctor Transfusion drives the point home of how awesome it feels.  Of course, I'm trying to mind my manners.  Hell, it feels like this doctor tests me every time she comes into the room to check in on me.  

I've been in this room for a little over a week, and my mind is already blown at what I've seen in just this building.

"Sir, are you alright?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Sorry, just spaced out a bit." I said. 

"I am concerned about would be your short-term memory.  Though I say that, it does appear your short-term memory lapses are temporary and attributable to a potential vitamin deficiency." Doctor Transfusion said. I use of the word "should," should be emphasized in her statement.  The mare stood up, and then stretch her legs and arms.  After she stretched her arms and legs, she stretched her tail.  It's still hard for me to get it into this thick skull of mine that this woman's an equine, well an anthropomorphic equine.  Take away the equine-esque features on the face, move her ears to the side, and remove the tail, she'll pass for just a 7ft+ tall woman, which isn't all bad.  This woman could rock my Casbah any day, if I didn't fear her ripping my dick off. "It's 9:12 pm already?  Well, it is time for me to head home and for you to get some rest.  You'll need some to help speed your recovery.  Before I leave," Doctor Transfusion turned around and pointed at me, "do not harass Mrs. Gauze when she comes to do the rounds." 

"She's the one who tried to cop a feel on me, damn pervert." I said. 

"Isn't that a little rich coming from a human like yourself, love?" Doctor Transfusion. 

"Are you saying I'm a hypocrite?" I said.  I glanced at the doc, "Mrs. Guaze's wife, Mrs. Straightjacket can vouch for me about what happened."

"I will speak with Mrs. Gauze about the matter, if what you say is true." Doctor Transfusion said. The doc nodded at me and smiled. "Goodnight, Mr. Human.  May Princess Luna watch over your dreams and bring you peaceful ones tonight." 

Outside the room, crickets chirped while the full moon started to rise. 

"... thank you, for taking care of me and all." I said.  I flopped back onto my hospital bed and pulled the covers close to my chest. 

"You are welcome. Though it is a doctor's job to care for their patients, a 'thank you' every now and again does make the job more enjoyable.  As said Mr. Human, I hope you sleep well tonight." Doctor said, closing the door as she left.

Alone in my room, again. I can hear the crickets chirping, and that stupid clock ticking too.  For the past week, I've heard the clock ticking non-stop.  It just goes back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.  The one good thing is how that ticking sound masks the chirping crickets, becoming no more than white noise.

Alone in my room, in the dark.  These equines baffle me to no end.  They talk about arcade games, like actual video games, but they can't figure out how to make personal computers or TV.  What backwards, backwater world is this place?  I mean video games are played on a TV screen, right? How can you not figure out how to make TV itself, personal computers, the internet, or heaven forbid, freaking cellphones.  What sucks worst of all is that I can't even read their language, so I can't even read a book.  Hell, I'm still embarrassed from when the doctor handed me that form and had to tell her I couldn't read it.  

Wait, why am I even talking to myself?  It's like I'm narrating my own life story to someone.  I guess I'm just looking for someone to talk to right now, someone who will listen.  

The moonlight reflecting off those hands on the clock, it's only 9:25 pm.  Damn it, this is going to be a long night.  Here's to a sleepless night, here's to insomnia.  

I, I need to calm down. I can't get to sleep any faster if my mind is agitated.  There's also the fact I better get used to the situation and this strange, strange world. 

Now that I say strange, that does remind me of the oddest damn thing that has happened.  Each night has been the same weird with full moon.  Even now, from what I can see, the moon is full as full can be outside my window.  It doesn't seem to have any shadows on it.  Not to mention, there's that voice.  Man, just thinking about last night creeps me out.  I swear I heard a woman's voice in this room, but there's no one else, well no other creature in this room.  If all of them thinking I'm a disease ridden animal keeps me in a private bed in a private room, let them think what they want of me.  I'll keep to myself.

"..." 

Huh?  Damn, my mind is playing tricks on me.  

It's 9:45 right now. Damn, I need to get some sleep. Well, I guess that's one thing I can read in this world, if I think long enough on how to read an old school clock on the wall.  It really does suck I can't read any books to help me fall asleep.  I mean, I can read English.  It's my native language.  What I can't understand or read is this "Ponyish" language.  

"..." 

"Okay, who's screwing with me?" I said.  The hairs on my forearms are standing on end.  This is not right, this is not right, this is NOT right!  The room seems -- where did the walls go? There are supposed to be four white walls.  "W-Who's there? Show yourself!"  

"Well hello there, Mr. Human." 

I'm officially disturbed right now.  Well, I'm scared out of my mind, not mentally disturbed.  Then again, a crazy person will try to convince themselves they're sane and the world they live in isn't sane.  Perhaps I am insane.  It's one way to explain walking, talking anthropomorphic equines with larges breasts, huge dongs, wings, horns, super strength, and the like.  

"Hmm, you do look interesting."  

"Who's talking to me?" I said.  What the hell is going on?  "Who closed the curtain?  Is this a prank to scare the 'weak' human?  If so, okay, you got me good.  I'm so scared right now.  Do you mind leaving and letting me get some sleep?" 

"Now, now, there's no need to be rude or in such a rush.  You're new to Equestria, are you not?" 

"Y-Yea.  I am new to Equestria." I said. 

"..." 

"Oh my fucking god, what the hell are you?!" I said.  It's gone, it's all gone.  The floor, the walls, the ceiling, they're all gone.  I'm floating in an abyss on a hospital bed while this, this thing is just rising from the darkness.  She just keeps rising and rising, and RISING.  She won't stop rising!  This dark blue toned mare with her freaking hair and tail flowing in this windless place, what is she? "D-Don't come any closer.  O shit.  O shit. O shit.  O shit!" 

"That's quite enough of that, human."  She said. The massive creature pressed her gargantuan sized index finger against my face.  She's got to be forty-five feet tall, probably taller.  "There's no need for such profanity.  Now, on the count of three, I will remove my finger and undo the spell over your mouth, if you promise to stop saying 'shit,' okay?" 

I nodded.

"One.  Two.  Three." She said.  The mountainous creature removed her finger from my face. "There, the spell is undone." 

"Shit..." I said. I placed my hands over my mouth. The gargantuan sized creature rolled her eyes at me.  Ok, get it together.  You've got to sit up and get a better look at her.  Wait, where'd she go?  She was just here a minute ago.  That equine, that mare, that thing was huge.  She had legs that wouldn't quit, an ass any man (or woman) would give their life to protect, and two mountainous mammaries a person could ski down for an hour before reaching the bottom.  "Whoa!"

"No need to shout, human.  I am still here, in 'your' dream." She said. 

I felt that tingle go up my spine when she ran her finger down my back. 

It looks like she's up close and personal now.  Hmm, though she's shrunk down, shrunk down a lot, those features of hers are still one hell of a sight to behold. 

"I am Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria and Guardian of Dreams."  She said.  The creature snapped her fingers.  Her thick regal clothing turned into a thin elegant dress. "News travels fast in Equestria, for me at least, and I'd heard about something rather odd.  In one dream, I heard a mare speak of a creature known as a 'human,' and I wanted to see you for myself.  To be both blunt and honest, I'm both impressed and disappointed. It's quite the confusing feeling." 

"That last part makes two of us." I said.  I can't keep my eyes off her.  "Are you some demon sent to infect my mind and give me nightmares?"

"As stated, human, I am co-ruler of Equestria and 'Guardian of Dreams,' understand." She said. 

"A dream guardian, no. I think I'm probably just in hell being tormented right now." I said.  The creature shook her head at me.  Ow, damn it!  What the hell did she do that for, man that hurt?  She just flicked me in the head and it hurt.  It hurt? How can I feel pain, why did I feel pain in a dream just now? "Alright, I'll bite.  What is going on here, 'Princess' dream eater?  Are you here --" 

"One more snide comment and I'll remove your stallion-hood, both the hard way and permanently." She shoved her fist into the space between my legs.   

I closed my mouth and nodded.  

At any moment, this thing could turn me inside out or bend me into a pretzel.  If this were a dream back on Earth, it wouldn't be a problem. I'd just wake up.  I'll borrow part of a phrase right now and say I'm not longer in Kansas, Toto.  

Wings and a horn, huh? I wonder if that's what those other equines were talking about in the hospital.  Yea, one of them did talk about these princesses being alicorns, having both wings and horns.  That's one thing I can at least remember.  

To be honest, despite the threat this creature is rather beautiful.  It's not hard to focus on her scintillating figure, Princess Luna being a few feet away from me.  Just like Doctor Transfusion, a person can tell she's part equine with the facial features and the tail, plus the ears that seemed to be poking out from beneath that flowing hair of hers.  She's also beautiful; her sleek, slender, wonderful dress clings to her elegant body almost like one of those frilly nightgowns.  Though the dress isn't see through, it doesn't leave too much to the imagination either.  If I weren't nervous right now I'd ask this creature if I could plow her fertile fields till the sun came up over the horizon. 

"You're a naughty little thing." 

"Please tell me you can't read my thoughts." 

"No, I can't." 

"Phew." 

"But your mind does run wild."  Princess Luna blushed.  She pointed a finger, and I turned around, my heart sinking.  

There's a bed on my left side with a doppelganger of myself plowing a doppelganger image of Princess Luna. Oh, no.  No, no, no, no, please for the love of all things holy, no.  Princess Luna's doppelganger has her legs spread wide open, wider than the double doors at an all you can eat buffet.  She's moaning, loud moaning.  My doppelganger is thrusting Princess Luna's doppelganger. Each thrust causes that mare's doppelganger to moan.  She just keeps moaning and moaning, and moaning.  Those moans would rattle the windows of a house.  I want to turn away, but I can't. 

What's happening now? What's Princess Luna's doppelganger doing?  There's a strange glow around her horn.  Now the glow is surrounding my, she's enlarging my junk.  Great, now my doppelganger has horse sized dick with horse-sized balls to match.  Is he, am I, that's not right.

"I can't look at this anymore." I turned away.  

"Ahem." Princess Luna blushed.  She pointed over my shoulder.  

"I'm not looking." I said. 

"Oh my," Princess Luna materialized a throne and some popcorn, "my, my, my...."

Did Princess Luna's wings just extend? Is she getting some weird equine lady boner off?  Is this turning her on and getting her off?  

"My god, how is that even possible?" I said, making the mistake of turning around.  I can't watch this anymore. "Please, I'm so embarrassed.  Please make it stop, please."
"I was only trying to tease, Mr. Human.  I didn't mean to go that far and frighten you, I promise.  When we meet in another dream, I promise to be more gentle. " Princess Luna said.  She stood up. She's walking towards me.  Wow, that feels nice.  Her hand is feels so soft against the top of my head.  It's, nice, the way she's rubbing my hair. "How about I give you a little something.  We'll call it a sort of 'Welcome to Equestria' type of gift." 

"Can I --" I said. 

"I'm not giving your stallion-hood an enhancement." Princess Luna said. 

"I figured as much." I said.

"You are a treat, Mr. Human.  To think," she dematerialized her throne then materialized a small ornate chair and sat beside me, "my first meeting with you involved a clone of myself being ridden in such a manner.  Umph...." She said.  Princess Luna licked her upper lip, and then bit down on her lower lip. She  placed a soft, gentle hand on my back, pulling me closer.  Her horn is glowing.  Her lips are glowing in the same weird light. "There, that will give you a little bit of help in our world.  All that I ask is you keep it a secret between us, when you discover what I have given you at least."

Wait, what's Princess Luna doing now?  She's coming even closer.  

See, this is a perfect dream, except for that disturbing part.  Princess Luna's hands are warm.  They're gentle, too.  Not to mention, there's a strange smell.  Her perfume is an odd, flowery fragrance that's both enticing and mesmerizing. 

"There." She said. 

What? I never left the hospital?

"Shhh..." Princess Luna put her hand over my mouth.  Her voice is so quiet. "As said, what you've been given will help you on your way in Equestria.  Now, back to sleep, Mr. Human.  Sweet Dreams." 

"How did you get in my --" I said. 


*** *** ***


" -- hospital room?" I said. 

"Hmm?" A voice said.  

I rubbed my eyes and squinted as I looked up.  

"Are you alright?" The voice said.  

Who, who is that? 

"Doctor Transfusion?" I said.  My vision finally cleared. "Weird, how long have I been out?" 

"You've been asleep since I left last night and went home.  Mrs. Gauze checked in on you three time last night, and she said you were sound asleep in bed each time." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Hello, Mr. Human." She said. 

"H-Hi" I said. 

"I will speak with you when we are alone." Doctor Transfusion whispered to me.  I nodded to her.  "Thank you for the assistance Mrs. Gauze, that will be all." 

"Yes ma'am, Doctor Transfusion." Mrs. Gauze said.  She closed the door behind her. 

The sun is already up. It's eight-twenty-five in the morning. Damn, what did that Princess Luna do to me?  

What does Doctor Transfusion want now? 

"I apologize about yesterday.  After I spoke with Mrs. Straightjacket, it appears what happened was an accident, said accident witnessed by a member of the staff.  Mrs. Gauze went to lift up your blanket and touched you by accident. This led to the belief you were purposefully harassing the staff.  I assure you the issue has been handled and this type of 'gossip' is not permitted at this hospital." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Thanks for taking care of that issue.  Last thing I need is to end up in jail, considered a pervert by Equestrians.  I mean, I'm devious and a little bit of a degenerate, but I do not and will not sexually harass or attack others.  That sort of behavior is wrong in every sense of the word." I said.  

Doctor Transfusion nodded at me.  She tapped a small quill pen against a clipboard. 

"So, what's the news?" I said.

"Well, it's good news for you, Mr. Human.  Your blood-work is back from the lab and it looks excellent.  Now, we need to get your information for the hospital records. We started this yesterday, so, let's see, Name:  Mega Man. Age: 21.  Height: Above Average where it counts.  Weight: A Sleek Physique...." Doctor Transfusion placed a firm hand on her forehead.  "Now I remember why we stopped filling out the paperwork.  You should take this seriously." 

"Sorry." I said. I don't even remember filling out the paperwork yesterday.  I just hope that's it for the short-term memory lapses. "So, you're a...?" 

"Hmm?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

I looked at her, and then at my hands underneath the blanket. "Your sex, well I guess your gender, I mean.  I'm a little confused about some of your terminology." I said. 

"I'm a mare.  I am female, a lady, a woman, or the opposite gender of what you consider a stallion, male, or man to be in your world." Doctor Transfusion said.  She turned away, and then turned back. "I'll apologize in advance if this book appears insulting to your reading level.  Regardless, it should assist you with some basic questions you might have about Equestria." 

"You can just call it a children's book." I said. 

"Well, it's a bit more advanced than a foal's book." She said. 

Great, it's a damn popup book.  

"Is something the matter." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"..." 

"Excuse me?" She said. 

"I, I can't... read the book." I said.  The book has a nice cover at least.  There's a bunch of pictures.  I guess this is why she gave me a children's book.  "It looks like a bunch of scribbles." 

"It's actually a language call Ponyish." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Why can I understand you, but I can't read this book?" I said.  

"You'd need a scholar to answer that sort of thing.  I may be a doctor, but I'm not one of those doctors." She said. 

"Wait, how come you could read what I wrote but I cannot read what this writing?" I said. 

"You never wrote your answers down.  You told me your answers, remember? " She said. 

"I did?" I said. 

"I'm sad to say your response confirms my suspicion about your short-term memory. There is some good news, however.  The damage doesn't appear permanent as your memory has improved over the course of the week since your arrival." She said. The doctor uncrossed her legs. I felt my face turning red. I had to turn away. "One week does make a bit of difference in one's life." 

Yea, one week.  Not to mention it's been one hell of a memorable one. 

There's one image I can't get out of my head, and it just makes me shiver and cringe so hard.  The "stallion," I think it was a stallion, these hospital workers pushed by my room of a gurney.  He didn't just injure his arm and leg.  He fucked them up to the point his bones were sticking out.  It still floors me, if what I overheard was right, that he broke his bones by chucking boulders.  I mean, what the hell? Do these ponies just chuck large stones around like tiny rocks or something for fun?  

Please doc, don't do it. Don't lean over me. 

She's leaning over me, checking my vitals one more time.  It's hard for me to give her a steady baseline if her giant tits are resting on my face.  I guess this is what my fellow perverts call marshmallow hell.  

"So, Fu-Fu, how's he doin'?" a voice said.

"Gusty Breeze." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"So, how's the human doin', Fu-Fu?" Gusty Breeze smirked.  And there she goes, lifting up my bed sheet, again. "Ha! It's good to see his motor is still hummin' on all cylinders."

"Gusty...." Doctor Transfusion said.  She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 

It's unreal.  Doctor Transfusion looks like she's actually blushing. Why is Gusty Breeze so interested in my schlong?  I'm probably a cocktail wiener compared to the fucking salami rolls in Equestria.  Geez, speaking of that brings back another disturbing memory I can't get out of my damn head from this week.  I'll never forget that naked stallion who walked by my room. That son of a bitch was probably named tripod with a dick that long.  

"Are you cold?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"No, I'm fine." I said. 

"I'll say he's fine, ha-ha!" Gusty Breeze said. 

"You know 'Busty,' our friend could use some help." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Shhh, not here, Fu-Fu." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Then stop calling me Fu-Fu.  It's Doctor Transfusion." She said. 

"Alright, alright.  'Doctor' Transfusion." Gusty Breeze said.  

"Busty." I snickered.  

Shit.

"What did you call me?" Gusty Breeze said. 

I shook my head.  

"Good." Gusty Breeze said. 

My heart just skipped a beat.  There's even a reading on the EKG.  This psycho pony, this "Gusty Breeze" shoved her wing into this solid, motherfucking ground near my bed like a child punching into a piece of soft clay.  Are those, are those pipes in that hole? 

Alright, rule number one to myself -- please dear god do not let my brain fuck this up and forget it -- do not call this Amazon of a creature Busty, ever.  If she can punch a solid hole in solid stone, crock, concrete, or whatever, there's no telling what she can do to me.  

"Gusty, be nice." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Just giving him a hint.  Right, Mister Human." Gusty said. 

I nodded several times, remaining silent.  I pulled the covers over my mouth.  

"Why don't you go out into the waiting room, Gusty.  I'll be there shortly.  We can grab some coffee and chat." Doctor Transfusion said.  Gusty looked at me.  The creature gave a slight lick of her upper lip she turned away.  Gusty Breeze has left the room, thank god. "That's what you get for taunting the four-year running champion, Miss Titaness of Equestria."

"..." 

"Did you just whimper?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Hmmm..." I said. I pulled the bed-sheet over my head. "I hope I didn't just piss myself."

"Charming, love. Positively charming." Doctor Transfusion said.  I flopped back onto my bed, the cover removed. "Don't let that little display frighten you.  Gusty Breeze is a kind, beyond charming mare with a heart rivaling her 'assets,' shall we call them.   Poor thing is sensitive about them because she started to develop at a much younger age than other fillies.  Those fillies gave her the nickname Busty and teased her on an almost non-stop basis.  From the bottom of my heart, I'm thankful none of it stopped that mare from becoming the kind pony she's blossomed into today.  She is the one that saved your life, need I remind you." 

"Right." I said. I looked up towards the lights and closed my eyes.  "A little teasing is fine, but there's a fine line between teasing and outright malicious bullying.  Do you mind telling Gusty I'm sorry for chuckling?" 

"I don't mind. The main reason I can call her Busty is due to the fact we've established a friendly relationship, as doctor and patient." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Have you two... ya know?" I said. 

"No.  Gusty Breeze and I are friends." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"It'd be nice to find love, but I gave up on that a long time ago." I said.  I shook my head. "I'm just a cynical, bitter bastard. It comes with the territory, I guess." 

Doctor Transfusion laid her hand on my right hand and smiled.  She stood up.  Yea, these things are equines, alright.  She's swishing her tail around a little while she's stretching.  

What do I even do in this world?  I can't stay in this hospital forever.  Not to mention, who knows what other creatures are even out there in Equestria. I overheard one of these sentient equines talking about their daughter being in some school of "Friendship" with Changelings, Griffons, Yaks, Dragons, and all other manner of creatures.  

I guess Doctor Transfusion is right.  The good news is that my vitals have stabilized.  I do not need the IV bags anymore.  

"I'll leave you to your thoughts, Mister Mega Man." Doctor Transfusion smirked. She walked away and closed the door. 

Smooth move dumbass.  If you acted like a normal person, you could have said your name was Chris.  Nooooo, you didn't do that, did you? You tried to be a smartass and made yourself look like a dumbass. 

Welcome to Equestria "Mister Mega Man," you dumb bastard.  If this is a video game, where's my reset button?  Can I reload an old save?
> I'm ready (not to die again) Part 1
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No birds, no crickets, no roosters, nothing, nothing is making noise outside this room.  The same goes for inside this room since the clock on the wall stopped working last night.  People never believed me when I told them silence hurts.  I guess it's not the silence that hurts, it's the loneliness.  That old TV show I saw on youtube, a clip anyways, hit the nail on the head when it talked about loneliness being a disease of the human spirit.  It is true, when humans are young, we're taught not to talk to strangers and told to keep quiet and not to talk to our classmates, and to stay focused on our work, and then, after all of us have grown old, we're told not to talk to ourselves.  At that point, what does a person do, exactly?  

I hate being alone because I'm afraid.  Right now, sitting in this hospital room, I'm afraid of being alone in this new world, for today is the day I'm released from this room and this hospital. 

"Hmm?" 

That sounded like a soft knock on the door.   

"Mr. Chris, may I come in?" a voice said.  I could see the door handle turn, and then the door creep opened. "Are you alright?"  

"Y-Yea, I'm just anxious." I said.  

Those nurses no doubt told Doctor Transfusion about what happened last night, about how I kept tossing and turning.  All I could do was think about what to do with my life.  It had to be around midnight, when the clock stopped, that I experienced an epiphany of sorts: my life is a blank slate right now.  I've received a second chance at life, in a weird sort of way.  Though my second chance represents the positive side of things, there are some massive downsides, too.  

"Do you mind if I pull up a chair?" Doctor Transfusion said.  I shook my head. "Though I am not a psychologist, I am your doctor right now, and I am more than willing to listen to your concerns." 

Right now I feel like a child who's in trouble, just gazing at my hands.  This might be why so few people are willing to talk about their problems.  They feel like they're in trouble for something and will get punished for it.

"You look like a human with a lot on his mind, love.  What's going on?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"How do I put this..." I said.  There's no real way to say it except to be blunt. "For starters, I'm concerned about being naked.  I mean," Doctor Transfusion looked at me like I was crazy, "I know that I'm not technically naked since I have this gown on, but I arrived in Equestria naked. And, not to mention, there's no doubt it would be inappropriate to take this gown with me as I'd look like some escaped mental health patient.  Beyond that fact, there are two, huge, overwhelming issues.  I have no money, and I have no place to stay."

"Those are valid concerns." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"There's also the matter of my debt to the hospital.  Healthcare is neither free, nor exactly cheap." I said.  The part about healthcare concerns me the most.  It's not just the fact I don't have any money.  I'm in debt, too. "If I were to give a ballpark estimate on my situation, I'm probably in debt to this hospital for one-hundred-thousand, maybe two-hundred-thousand dollars with the treatments, private room, your expert medical care, and so-on."

"What are 'dollars,' Mr. Chris?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"This is not good." I said.  Things have grown even more complicated. "I just wish I knew what --"   

"Love," Doctor Transfusion placed her index finger on my lips, "if I might get a word in edgewise." 

"S-Sorry, I apologize for rambling. " I said, Doctor Transfusion having removed her finger from my lips.

"It's alright, your concerns are valid and understandable." Doctor Transfusion said. She smiled, and then put her right hand on my shoulder. "First," the mare placed a small gold colored box beside me before she removed her hand from my shoulder, "I have a little present for you.  It should help alleviate your first concern."  

The sunlight reflected off the beautiful gold colored box and its similarly colored ribbon.  With the gold colored ribbon removed and the lid slid off the box, I can see what Doctor Transfusion was talking about.  

"I, I don't... know what to say except... thank you." I said.  

These clothes, they're amazing.  The fabric is so smooth to the touch; this white buttoned shirt feels like silk, and the black pants are stylish too.  Sweet, there's even a black belt with a gold buckle to go with the pants.  That's a relief, there's some underwear in here too.  Hell, the ensemble includes some black shoes, and some white socks.  This is awesome. 

Oh my god, I'm excited about getting clothes.  I am an adult.  This sucks. 

Meh, whatever, this shit rocks.  

"Just, just wow. Thank you so much for the clothes." I said.

"You are very welcome, and I'll be sure to tell Mrs. Rarity you liked them." Doctor Transfusion said.  She gave a firm nod, and then stood up. "As an FYI of sorts, Mrs. Rarity is a seamstress with her headquarters in Ponyville.  She happily donates some of her unsold clothing to local charities, helping out those who are down on their luck.  When word reached Mrs. Rarity about your case, she was more than happy to modify some old colt clothes."

Man, these clothes feel great.  This fabric would put anything on Earth to shame.  That Armani stuff wouldn't even compare to these clothes, if I could have afforded that expensive crap. 

"I'm just glad I won't be walking around with my junk hanging out." I said.  It looks like Doctor Transfusion turned around to let me change in privacy. "All done." 

"I must say, those clothes do look rather marvelous on you." Doctor Transfusion said.  She took off her glasses and pulled a handkerchief out of her lab-coat pocket.  She put the handkerchief back into her lab-coat pocket, and then put her glasses back on. "As another FYI, it wouldn't have been a problem if you were to walk around naked with your, ahem, 'junk' hanging out as you put it.  In Equestria, there's no firm dress code, so some creatures do go natural.  There are only a few instances where proper etiquette and attire would be necessary. Such instances would include parties and banquettes, or for certain jobs, like doctors."

Now that Doctor Transfusion mentions it... yea, that makes total sense.  I remember, Gusty Breeze, she was naked the first time we met. Then again, there was also the time I remember her being clothed when she came to visit me in the hospital?  I'm so confused.   

"Onto your second concern, I would like to alleviate your concerns about the hospital bill. It is not only rude but inappropriate to discuss options at this current point in time.   So, we will discuss those matters at a later date when you're holding down a steady job, alright." Doctor Transfusion said.  She placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "For a final FYI of sorts, several jobs pay a rather acceptable living wage of around one-hundred bits per week, some jobs even higher.  At sixty-five to seventy-five-bits for weekly expenses, that leaves you some good wiggle room to save up your money." 

"Thanks Doctor Transfusion, I promise to pay my debt back, in full." I gave a firm nod to Doctor Transfusion.  I'll always remember the lesson my mother taught about how a person should strive to stand on their own two feet and find a tool to do a job vs. finding someone to point a finger at and demand they find a tool to do that job. "Wow, these clothes do fit like a glove.  Are you sure Mrs. Rarity didn't measure me in my sleep?" 

"Positive.  Your masterful clothes are what you get from the Element of Generosity and a 'Couturier d'excellence.'"  Doctor Transfusion said.  

Geez, this is one tight hug. It feels nice and soft though.   

"Listen, I know I'm not the easiest person to deal with or take care of in the best of, even in the best circumstances.  I truly appreciate what you did for me." I said.  Doctor Transfusion nodded at me. "It might seem odd, but I'll just take this box with me." 

"Ready?" Doctor Transfusion said

"About as ready as I'll ever be." I said. 

Hmm, the coast is clear, no one is on this floor.  If it wasn't for this giantess of a creature standing next to me, I'd swear this was a hospital back on Earth.  There's even that nasty odor of disinfectant and antiseptic.  

I guess we'll be taking the stairs.  It's not bad though, just a few floors, maybe two or four at the most. 

Weird, this stair well looks like at typical stairwell in any office, hospital, or wherever on Earth. It's hard to say what I'm expecting at this point.  

Man, Doctor Transfusion's heels are definitely clacking against these hard steps.  That sound just resonates off the stairwell walls.  

Ground floor, time for us to head out.  Hell, at this point, I'm just glad to be leaving this hospital upright and voluntarily vs. involuntarily and in a body bag, or an urn.  

Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore.  I'm starting to see how this is a hospital in another world.  There are dozens of these walking, talking, anthropomorphic equines just going about their business in this place.  At this point, I'll be sticking as close as possible to the doc until we're out the front door. 

"Uhh, hi." I said. All these things in the waiting room, they're just gazing at me.  I can't be the weirdest thing all of them have seen in Equestria.  I mean, is my fly down?  Nope, it's zipped up for sure. "Nice to, umm... see you all.  This is a great hospital by the way, good care." 

Now I feel like some pitchman who made a complete ass out of himself.  So much for making myself look "cool" with this second chance at life.  

Okay, damn it, this is starting to get on my nerves.  These hospital doors just slid open.  You don't have sliding doors without some level of technology.  Whatever, I'm not getting into it.  It's not worth it to think about this sort of thing at this point in time.

Ahh, that feels so good. It's great to get some honest to goodness, pure fresh air.    

"Hey good-looking, glad to see you're up and about." A voice said. 

"Gusty?" I said. 

"Mr. Chris, did you honestly think I would let you go unsupervised?"  Doctor Transfusion said.  This is not happening.  This is so not happening. "As you two are already acquainted, I believe there should be no objections, right?" 

Gusty Breeze is going to be my guide and caretaker?! 

What in the hell is Gusty Breeze wearing?  She's just standing there in a tank top with short-shorts on.  Wow, those shorts are like bell-bottom short-shorts or whatever those damn blue jean, butt-floss type shorts are called. 

"Hey, it's all good here, 'Mister' Chris, heh heh.  Fu-Fu told me about how you'd be getting out today, and, well, it just so happens I had put in for some vacation time from the factory for this week." Gusty Breeze said.  Wow, her wings are huge.  She's just stretching and unfurling them like it's nothing.  To be honest, her wings do look pretty.  Her wings and body have the same color as fresh fallen snow, her tail and hair being a nice shade of semi-dark blue. "I bet you're ready to cut loose and hit the town.  Hmm," Gusty Breeze pressed her left middle finger against her left thumb, "I got it.  How about a drink?"

"I umm, don't like the taste of alcohol." I said. 

"What?!  Are you a stallion or a foal?  Come on, I know this great bar in Ponyville." Gusty Breeze said.  Shit, she's latched onto my wrist.  No, no, no... she's extending her wings. "Ow, what did you go and do that for, Fu-Fu?" 

Holy hell, how strong is Doctor Transfusion anyways?  She  just grabbed Gusty Breeze's dark blue tail and made this flying mare fall flat on her butt like it was nothing.  

Is it too late to go back inside the hospital and just rent out that private room?!

"Gusty 'Elegance' Breeze!" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Shhh.  Please don't use the 'E' word, Fu-Fu.  I don't want those ponies in the waiting room to know who I am." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Listen love, I am leaving Mr. Chris in your care.  You 'will' be mindful of my patient and the fact he's recovering, and you will 'not' endanger his health with your pseudo stunt flying.  Do I make myself clear." Doctor Transfusion folded her arms underneath her breasts.  Gusty Breeze received a stern, powerful gaze. "Do not make me repeat myself." 

"Alright already, geez. I'll chill."  Gusty Breeze said. 

"Yes, you will chill. I do not want to take a chance on you running into Rainbow Dash and trying to race that mare again with this human hanging on for dear life." Doctor Transfusion said.  She bent down and took off her glasses.  Damn, the doc's cleavage would make the Grand Canyon look like a crack in the sidewalk.  Doctor Transfusion pointed her glasses at Gusty Breeze, "And, need I remind you -- for what seems like the one-hundredth time -- it is 'Doctor Transfusion' when I am on duty, alright." 

Doctor Transfusion put her glasses back on, nodded, and extended her hand.  

"Spoil sport." Gusty Breeze said.  She dusted herself off, stood up, and then walked forward.  Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion look like they're at eye level, their breasts almost touching.  I'd dare say both mares are eight-feet tall.  Of course, it'd be nice to actually, clearly see both of them since I don't have my fucking glasses.  All of this squinting just hurts my eyes.  W-Wait a minute, what's going on? Why did Gusty Breeze smirk?  No way, did she just plant a quick kiss on Doctor Transfusion's lips?  "Hmm, I thought so, 'love.' You do like that dark-green colored apple lipstick." 

"Gusty Breeze!" Doctor Transfusion yelled.  She's, she's actually blushing. 

"Alright, we're off." Gusty Breeze slung me over her back. "Hang on!" 

"No, no, no... shit!" I said.  I have no choice.  I'm hanging on for dear life at this point.  Damn, we're already like one-hundred feet off the ground.  "Please, no.  I'm not good with rides.  W-What do I need to get you to stop?  Is Equestria like the reverse of my world?  Do I need riding crop to make you slow down and hopefully stop?!"

"Nope, it'd only make me go faster, heh-heh." Gusty Breeze said.  

"I want off this crazy ride!" I shouted.
> I'm ready (not to die again) Part 2
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"Hmph, damn featherweight." Gusty Breeze said.  

"I, I just... haaaaaa... need to catch my... haaa... my breath." I wheezed.  My hand made firm contact against the building's gray stone wall.  A cardiologist, mine back on Earth in particular, would classify that ride as an extreme stress test.  It'll take a good ten minutes for my heart to calm down. "Haaa..." 

"Why in Celestia's name you're so winded is beyond me.  I'm the one who was doing the flying." Gusty Breeze said.  The mare tapped her finger against her chin.  She gave one hell of a devilish smirk towards me, and then leaned over, showing off her cleavage.  Gusty Breeze then licked her lips and puckered up. 

"Oh hell no, you aren't giving me mouth-to-mouth to help me recover." I said. 

"Hmm, who said anything about helping 'you' recover." Gusty Breeze said.  She extended her left wing over me.  The mare winked and brought me closer.  She ran her right index finger down the rim of her shirt.  The well-endowed mare tugged on the top open portion of her shirt while she leaned even closer to me.  Gusty Breeze pressed her massive assets into my arm, and then she stepped back, after retracting her left wing, and stood up. The mare stuck her tongue out. "Just kidding, heh-heh." 

"Not... haaaa... helping." I said.  What is this mare's problem?  First she slings me over her back and plays grab-ass half-way through the flight, and then goes into a dive and nearly kamikaze'd the ground with me on her back towards the end. "O-Ok, Ok... phew, that feels better."

The crisp air around here helps out, a lot.  It's far, far better than that nasty stuff back home.  

"Don't take this the wrong way, but damn it Gusty Breeze, you are fucking psychotic." I said.  I popped the crick in my neck and stood straight up, facing the towering Titaness of a mare in front of me. "I mean seriously, no one in their right mind flies towards the ground at top speed then tries to pull up at the last second when they're a foot away from it.  Do you have a death wish?"  

"Yesh, lighten up a little, will ya.  You're more stuck up than some old codger adhering to Princess Celestia's book of Celestial Minds and Souls." She said.  The mare winked at me then ran her finger down the rim of her shirt, again. She smiled, "I know of a way to make it up to you, Chris.  How about a free... 'peek'," Gusty Breeze pulled down even further on the rim of her open-topped shirt, "at the goods?" 

Free peek, a damn free peek?! 

O-Oh no, damn it my stomach feels like it's about to upend itself.  I, I can't lose it.  

"Hmph, talk about fucking rude, turning down a lady like me." Gusty Breeze said. 

Gusty Breeze, your qualities are far from lady-like.

"Fine, if you are 'that' scared to ride me, we'll walk to the damn bar." She said. The mare pointed a finger at the end of the road, and then stretched her wings. She retracted her wings and flicked her tail at me. "Damn limp-wristed lightweight. A real stallion could ride me from Ponyville to Canterlot and back."

"I'm not a stallion. I'm a man." I said. 

"You're a shrimp more like it, but that'd be insulting shrimp." Gusty Breeze said. She flicked her tail at me again, and then walked down the street. "Your choice 'little man,' keep up or get lost."

"Do I even have a choice?" I said.  Gusty Breeze shrugged then folded her arms behind her head, the mare continuing to walk down the street.

When I understand how this woman thinks, I'm writing a damn book about it, for I'll have attained enlightenment at that point.

Man, it's unbelievable. The hospital is nothing more than a speck of dust in the distance. There's no way to tell how far or how fast we traveled. At this point, I'm just glad my feet are back on solid ground because that's where humans belong. If we humans were meant to fly, we'd have been born with wing, as the saying goes. Of course now that I think about it, that saying doesn't make sense in Equestria. Ponies are born with wings, so they are meant to fly.

"So, can I ask a question?" I said, having caught up and composed myself.

"..." 

Gusty Breeze's toned legs moved with purpose, the mare keeping up a strong stride. Her wings twitched. She looked behind and said, "Well, to answer your question, you do look my type. Don't forget the riding crop when we go back to my place later tonight, Chris."

"W-What?" I said. Why would I bring a -- shit. I remember now, and I do NOT want to fucking know what kinky games these creatures play. I'm just going to ignore her little comment and try to keep up the pace. "No, it's about your name. Ele --"

"Shh, please don't say it. My middle name is, it's sorta special." Gusty Breeze said. Her ears lowered. "It's my stage name, the one I use when I'm competing for the Titaness cup."

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you so embarrassed about it?" I said. There is something off about Gusty Breeze. It's hard to tell if she's giving me the silent treatment. Not to mention, her stride isn't the same when we first started out. Her walk is almost a saunter, a meander? Whatever a person calls it, she's slowed down, a lot. I better not pry too much. Gusty Breeze is my caretaker right now. "It's alright if you don't want to talk about it."

"M-Maybe, maybe I'll tell you about it one day." Gusty Breeze said. She shoved her hands into her pockets. It's not too hard to keep up the pace at this rate. "For right now, please don't call me by my stage name, alright?"

"Alright." I said. 

We all have our secrets to keep, and I'm not one to go prying into the lives of others.  

Huh, now that I'm not screaming in fear of my life, I can say this place doesn't look half bad. "Ponyville" is a little on the quaint side. Except... wow, the artist who designed that crystal tree castle needs their artistic license revoked. That thing sticks out like a sore thumb. It looks ugly as sin, too. Meh, who am I to judge the decor around this place.

It looks like Gusty Breeze was right. We were pretty close to the bar. She didn't mention this place being straight out of a western, and there's the tumbleweed, right on cue. Hell, even the doors squeak. I hope we don't get shot.

At least the inside looks nice.  The one good thing about this saloon is the fact they have some ceiling fans.  The weather outside isn't horrible, but it's definitely warm. 

"Hey, you know the rules.  No minors in here." The mare behind the bar said.

"Naw, it's all good, Tap.  He's the human I told you about." Gusty Breeze said. 

"And here I thought you were just screwing with me, Gusty Breeze." Tap said. She tapped a finger against her chin, her eyes lighting up. At least, from what I could see while squinting at her. "Damn girl, you know what? That human of yours just won me ten bits.  Yo," the mare behind the counter extended her right wing and pointed the tip of it at a nearby stallion, "Mug, pay up!  Mama needs some new earrings."

"There's no need ta shout, woman.  Ah can hear ya, and here's those damn bits Ah owe ya.  Swear, the last thing Ah need nor want is ya houndin' me to the ends of Equestria for ten bits, tellin' every pony alive Ah never make good on a wager." The stallion said.  Wasn't sure before, but now I am.  That stallion not only has a horn, he caused it to light up and flew ten coins towards the mare.  I better get used to all this weird shit. I'm in it for one long ass haul. "So you're a human, eh?  Well, ya ain't ta look at, also cost me ten bits, but who in Tartarus am Ah ta pass judgment on another. Tap'll bright with ya'll."

Shit, the food in here does smells good.  It makes me thankful to be out of that hospital.  No matter what world you're in, hospital food will make a person wish their taste-buds didn't exist. Yuck!

"Well now, aren't you interesting." Tap said. 

"Uhh, thanks. I'm Chris, nice to meet you." I said.

"Ha, aren't you the polite little thing." Tap said. Her eyes are definitely focused on a bunch of creatures in the corners. It hard to see without my glasses, and this squinting is starting to hurt my eyes. Those ponies in the corner look like a mix of stallions and mares. "Don't pay any attention to them, hun. They'll be out of here in two seconds if they don't settle the FUCK DOWN!"

"We're just having fun Tap, honest." One stallion said. The dude looks ripped. There's also that chain wrapped around his vest. He looks straight out of a biker gang, talk about cliche. "We just --"

"Hey featherbrain, see that wall over there," Tap pointed her wing at the boarded up wall near the swinging doors, "you don't knock it the fuck off you'll be going through it in the next five damn seconds." She said.  The group quieted down.  I am in some next-level, fucked up shit right now. Huh, why did Tap just rub my head? "Don't you go worrying Chris, a polite thing like you won't get kicked out.  Now this here ornery mare beside you, she's definitely the type to get kicked out."

"Hey, that asshole started it. Besides, I paid for the damages." Gusty Breeze said. She scowled at Tap, and then snickered. "It's good to see you holding your own, weight-mate."

"Same, weight-mate." Tap said. I guess they can use their wings like an extra set of hands. They gave each other high-fives, or would it be wing-fives? "Chris, I want you to keep an extra special eye on this here mare. She's my weight mate and the last thing I want is to see anything happen to her. I'm still aiming for that title, and I want to win it, fair and square."

"Ha! Let's see, I'll give you another... four years before I call it quits." Gusty Breeze said. She gave a quick fist bump to Tap. "Anyways Tap, we're starving. Think you can get us a triple order of supreme nachos, six beers, and a soda?"

Tap gave a quick nod. 

I curled my finger at Gusty Breeze.  She leaned in close. "Damn it, I told you that I don't drink.  Why did you order six damn beers?!"

"Duh, I know you don't drink.  That's why I ordered you a soda and six beers for me." Gusty Breeze said.

With my back pressed against this chair, the more I look at this room -- the more I look at the patrons -- I'm a child among giants in this world. These creatures are easily seven feet tall, some closer to nine.  It's hard to go off of just my height since I'm five-foot, six-inches tall, five-eight if I'm lucky.

"Six beers, huh?" I said. 

"Don't give me that look, I'm on vacation and these bits of mine are hard-earned, buddy. Besides, it's not like I'm an alcoholic. Berry Punch now, that's a mare with a problem." Gusty Breeze said.  She leaned forward and tapped the large round wooden table with her right index finger. "Get this Chris, at the Grand Galloping Gala last year, that mare downed three damned kegs of booze the size of this table.  After she slugged down those three kegs, the damn mare strolled, acting like it was nothing.  Between you and me, that mare ain't mortal."

It's hard to believe time has crawled onward towards ten in the morning, if I'm reading that clock right. I'm starting to get hungry.

"Damn it Gusty Breeze, you don't need to go flaunting those things around. Get those knockers of yours off the table." Tap said. Gusty Breeze smirked. She leaned back. Tap rolled her eyes. "Anyways, here are the drinks. I'll be right back with the food."

"And you're sure you don't have a drinking problem?" I said. 

"I only ordered six. That's keeping it light for me." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Look, when you said six, I thought maybe six bottles or maybe even six mugs. I didn't think you ordered six pitchers!" I said. I took a quick sip of my soda. "Do what you want, I'm not going to harsh my host and caretaker." 

"Damn straight you aren't!" Gusty Breeze said.  I can't believe it.  She lifted up a pitcher and chugged it like a veteran frat boy..., and there goes the second one. "Oh ya, Mug & Tap's famous supreme nachos.  These things are the best." 

"They look a hell of a lot better than the shit in my world.  Most places used this artificially process garbage that would -- never mind." I said.  Oh sweet fucking hell, yes!  This is the good stuff.  The cheese is made from honest to goodness cow's milk.  It even has cheese made with good goat's milk, too.  Awesome,  they even have some sliced peppers that look like jalapenos. "What? Don't like peppers?" 

"I'm not really into hot stuff." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Hmph, and you have the guts to call me a limp-wristed lightweight." I said.  The peppers definitely tingle the tongue, but it's the good kind of tingle.  These peppers don't make your tongue want to fly out of your mouth and bathe in a vat of ice cream. "Bah, they're tame compared to some of the peppers from my world. There were peppers in my world that would roast your tongue so badly it'd turn into a piece of charcoal."  

We glared at each other, and then laughed. 

"You know what, I have a feeling we're going to get along just fine, 'Mister' Chris." Gusty Breeze smiled.

"You got that right." I smiled.  

It will take time to get used to this world, but I do have to say it is rather nice. Mug and Tap's bar isn't bad either. Each time I've looked at the clock since we've gotten here, time has moved forward at a consistent pace. It's not so quickly or so slowly it's made me hate the moment. Right now is one of the rare great moments a person should cherish with friend and/or family alike. Of course, these moments don't last too long, just like these nachos disappearing. Still, the food was good while it lasted. 

Damn, three hours has gone by already. It looks like it's going on one o'clock.

"Hey, want to see a trick?" Gusty Breeze leaned in close. 

"Gusty Breeze, I hope that isn't the booze talking. You're supposed to be my caretaker, remember?" I said. She just pushed the pitchers and the plate aside. "What are you planning? Don't tell me you're going to do something weird... or raunchy."

"That depends upon your view point, heh heh." Gusty Breeze said. She stood up and placed her hands on her hips. The mare flicked her tail a couple of times. "Yo, who wants to play a game? If you manage to land a bit in my cleavage and it sticks, ya get a kiss.  Land five bits in a row, ya get some tongue and a special prize."

"I'll take a piece of that action!" one pony said. 

"Now this sounds positively interesting." A mare said. 

"Hey, whoa, time out. Ground rule about that little game everypony.  Ya'll get one go with a limit of five bits, got it." Tap said.  She rolled her eyes.  The mare waved at me, and then curled her finger in my direction.  I better sneak away while I have a chance. "Listen, it's wise if you sit near me during Gusty Breeze's little game. My weight-mate can get a little wild she's on the inebriated side." 

"Isn't she in danger?" I said. 

"Gusty 'E' Breeze, in danger?" Tap said. A semi-quiet snicker erupted from her. I've got a feeling this isn't the first time Gusty Breeze has pulled this stunt. "You're dead serious worrying about her, aren't you? That's too cute, but hasn't that mare told you anything?" 

I shook my head.  

"Oh ho ho, this is going to be good. Well, you see, " Tap leaned in an whispered into my ear, "Gusty Breeze...."

I could feel my eyes widening, my face heating up.  Tap just keeps going on and on, it doesn't stop.  H-How, how is Gusty 'E' Breeze, how is that damn mare still a virgin?! The way she behaves, it makes no sense for her to be a virgin.  Oh jeez, she gets her rocks off with this cleavage game, nabbing some extra coin in the process. 

"N-No way," I shivered. 

"Oh yes way, Chris." Tap said.  She pointed at the wall. "I razz her about it, but Gusty Breeze made that hole in the wall after somepony tried to get a little too frisky with her one night. They got off light with a few broken bones." 

"God no, I was in the hospital and saw a stallion with some broken bones roll past the door to my room one time."  I said. 

"Did he have a dark green colored mane?" Tap said. 

"Y-Yes, I think he did." I said.  This is chilling. "I thought I heard one of those attendants say he was chucking boulders, and that's how he got those broken bones.  Wait a minute, that damn son of a... he must have meant 'boulders' like Gusty Breeze's tits and left out the part about getting frisky with her."

"Ha! That sounds like Nimbus. He's always spinning a tale or two." Tap said. 

This is passed chilling and firm into the realm of outright terror.  I'm beyond being scared and aroused.  I cannot -- Gusty Breeze can bench press how much with her damn wings?!  

"Tap, I think I know why it's a good thing I don't 'bed' Gusty Breeze.  She'd rip my dick off." I said.  I covered my mouth. "I am so sorry, I didn't mean to phrase it like that, Tap." 

"Ha ha-ha, oh my gosh, it hurts to laugh.  Alright, alright, being serious though, you're not too far off the mark.  Gusty Breeze probably would rip it off and mount it to her wall like a trophy, if you got a little too frisky with her at least." Tap said.  She patted me on the back.  The mare who stood off to my left side shielded the two of us with her extended left wing.  Tap leaned in and whispered, "Listen Chris, I want you to take a good long look at Gusty Breeze.  You see that smile of hers?  To many of us, it's beyond special.  Gusty 'E' Breeze is -- hmm."

"Hmm, what?" I said. 

"Nothing, just thinking of an old saying.  Anyways, I think it's wise to put a stop to Gusty Breeze's antics.  If all those ponies catch on, they'll be angrier than Gusty Breeze when she finds out a bar ran out of her favorite beer." Tap said. She stepped forward, and then stopped. The mare turned her head.  I gulped.  Tap stepped back towards me.  She flashed a wicked smile. "I think time you need to have some fun, Chris."

"W-What do you mean?" I said. 

I listened to Tap while coin after coin bounced off Gusty Breeze's luxurious assets.

"Got it?" Tap said. I nodded at her. "Yo Gusty, we got a challenger. He's right over here at the bar. Let's see if this here human can hit that sweet spot." 

"Fuck yea! I was waiting for him to grow a bigger pair. These pussies couldn't land a coin in Ghastly Gorge if they were standing two small steps away from it." Gusty Breeze said.

God, I cannot believe I let Tap talk me into this shit. There's no turning back now Chris, no pressure, heh. Just remember you're dealing with creatures that can snap your neck like a chicken if they get pissed at you, so no big deal. Heh heh, eh....

Okay, you. Have. Got this Chris, no problem. It's no problem. Remember what Tap said and stick to the plan.

"I do not mean to brag or boast, but there's one thing you should know about humans.  We have a lot of talent when it comes to our hands." I said.  Alright, just walk up to Gusty Breeze and do as Tap said. "And now, for the perfect trick of the day.  I'll make these five bits disappear from sight." 

Here's my second stress test of the day.  Time to make five gold coins vanish... into an anthropomorphic woman's cleavage. God, this feels so wrong and so right. If I ever tried this back home, I'd be in jail faster than the ink could dry on the paperwork.

Alright, I just need to rest my arm on Gusty Breeze's left shoulder, rest my head on her right shoulder, and... tada, right into the cleavage. Wow, you could hide an air-craft carrier in that void. Heh, Tap did tell me "Busty" here "games" the system to her favor. 

"Hey, that's cheating." A mare said. 

"My apologies ma'am, but if I remember right, Gusty Breeze never specified how to land the coins in her cleavage. She just said you had to land them, right?" I said. Gusty Breeze blushed. 

"Hmph, there goes my chances of getting a kiss." A stallion said.

"Well played human, well played.  Look me up sometime you're in Canterlot.  The name's Spire, 'Miss' Spire." The mare said, the one who accused me of cheating. She stood up. "If you will excuse me, I need to catch the train to Canterlot." 

The bar quieted down, being almost silent, while Gusty Breeze fished several coins from her shirt.

Gusty Breeze snickered as she produced a small cloth sack.  

"Ahem," Tap opened her hand, "the meal and drinks?" 

"Right, ten bits." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Listen weight-mate, I think you two should head on out.  The crowd is gonna get a little rough in the next thirty minutes.  We'll be hosting the Living Skeletons metal band, and you know how messed up those partiers can get." Tap said. 

Gusty Breeze stopped.  Tap's outstretched hand reflected off her eyes.  Gusty Breeze shook her head, and then hugged Tap.  The bartender mare hugged her weight-mate in return.  Both mares let go and stepped back.  My caretaker took out fifteen gold coins from the sack then tossed it towards Tap. 

"That'll cover the damages for tonight if I have to knock some skulls." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Heh, we'll just tell those foals Gusty Breeze will pay a visit if they don't chill." Tap said. She bumped fists with Gusty Breeze. "Chris, remember what I told you." 

"What did she tell you?" Gusty Breeze said.  

"She just gave me some friendly advice, that's all." I said. 

Gusty Breeze waved towards Tap, and then the two of us walked outside. 

"Hmm, and now for your reward, 'partner.'" Gusty Breeze pulled me into a semi-dark alley.  The mare sat me down on a bale of hay.  Her hand went between my legs and pressed on the nay beneath me.  She leaned in, closer and closer.  She stopped. "Chris, I 'owe' you a special reward.  After all, you did land five bits in my cleavage, heh heh.  Now, I'm not taking no for an answer." 

Up close, Gusty Breeze's beautiful eyes are like he dark-blue hair, scintillating; the mare's eyes look beyond what's in front of her.  They're looking beyond me. Is... is this what love feels like?

"Are you sure that's not the booze talking, Gusty Breeze?" I said.  She shook her head in a calm manner.  I-I want, I want this so badly I can't stand it, but I don't want to kiss an inebriated person.  Nor do I want to make out with one.  That's wrong. "Are you positive, Gusty Breeze?" 

"I'm sure Chris.  Being one-hundred percent serious right now, if you are afraid I promise I won't force you." Gusty Breeze said.  She pulled back, but I placed my hand on her back. "You want that kiss, don't you." 

"I want it, with every fiber of my being I want it.  What I also want is for it to be the 'right' kiss, and the 'right' time.  Understand?" I said.  The mare's dark-blue hair covered my right hand that rested on her back. 

"That's admirable." Gusty Breeze leaned in closer.  I closed my eyes as she puckered up.  She's coming closer.  I just felt my other hand being grasped.  The mare is raising my hand up.  This is an awesome FUCKING day.  I'm gonna, I'm gonna -- what's happening.  She's pulling back.  Why are her cheeks puffing up.  Oh, shit! "..."

I leapt off the hay-bale. Gusty Breeze slammed her hands onto the hay-bale.   The mare dropped to her knees, hunched over with her cheeks puffed out.  She ain't fighting it. 

And there it goes, Niagra fucking falls.  Yuck!  

"As Doctor Transfusion would say, 'that's positively charming, love.'"  I said.

"S-Shut it, Chris." Gusty Breeze said.  

Yup, six "pitchers" of beer, alright.  I'll never understand why she had to chug it vs. sipping it.  Not to mention, it'll be hard to trust Gusty Breeze after this stunt.  She lied to me.  I hate people that lie to me. 

"T-Think, oh sweet Celestia...  do you think you can pull the wagon over there with me in it?" Gusty Breeze said. 

"I doubt I'm that strong, but we'll see." I said. 

"I'm in no shape to fly, so you'll have to do it, Chris.  I'll point you towards a house.  Keep the bumps to a minimum." Gusty Greeze said. 

Great, my first real day in this perverted hellhole and this 'caretaker' of mine is inebriated as shit, and then -- well, less bitching more walking.  I better get going before the sun goes down. 


*** *** ***


"It-It's up ahead." Gusty Breeze said.  Her hand shook before it fell down.  It took a solid hour to haul this lard-ass of a mare towards this house.  I'm betting all that fat isn't in her tits but her head. "Just, just be polite." 

"Hello, is anyone there?  We could use some assistance." I said.  

"May I help you?" A voice said.  The door opened. "Mr. Chris?" 

"Doctor Transfusion?" I said. I planted a firm hand on my face. "Let me guess, drunken beauty back there sent me for 'your' help, huh?" 

"I don't understand, love." Doctor Transfusion said.  She stood straight up and looked behind me.  The mare took her glasses off, her hand making firm contact with her forehead.  She sighed, and then put her glasses back on. "For Celestia's sake Gusty 'E' Breeze," Doctor Transfusion walked to the cart, "again?  Mr. Chris, did she consume eight or nine beers this time?"

"Nine beers?!" I said.  I took a deep breath. "Sorry, Gusty Breeze consumed six beers.  I'm concern she might have alcohol poisoning."

Doctor Transfusion sighed. Without breaking a sweat, she slung Gusty Breeze over her shoulder. 

"Why the unusual look, Mister Chris? I'm sorry, you must not have known I'm the previous Equestrian Titaness and Gusty Breeze inherited the title from me four years ago." Doctor Transfusion said. The doc, she's a damn Titaness holder? You know what, I'm not about to question a damn thing at this point. "We'll bring her inside and let her rest. I also need to ask, did she eat anything with her beers?" 

"Y- Yes, we shared some nachos at Mug and Tap's bar." I said. 

Man, this place is weird. It's like an awesome rustic cabin. The entrance leads into a medium-sized sitting room with two stairs on both sides.

"Bar food, how positively charming." Doctor Transfusion said.  Up the stairs, third room on the right, it looks like a guest bedroom in here.  It's a decent sized room, too.  Wow, the doc is prepared.  She had a medical bag in the closet, ready to go. "Don't worry, Gusty Breeze will be alright.  Her breathing is stable, her pulse normal.  Also, from what you told me and I can ascertain, she consumed the lion's share of your food.  Not to mention, keeping this between you and me Mr. Chris, the beverages at Mug and Tap's establishment are known to be a little 'watered down,' as some would say.  The final thing to know about your 'drunken beauty,' her liver is as healthy as any mare out there in Equestria, and she has a considerable tolerance for alcohol.  Those things being beside the point, the poor thing will have a monstrous hangover in the morning."

"Thank you for the help.  It's appreciated." I said.

"You're welcome.  Gusty Breeze is a dear, dear friend of mine." Doctor Transfusion said.  She guided me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. "Here, why don't we sit in my personal study.  We can talk about your day."

W-Wow, I can't believe I missed it.  Doctor Transfusion is wearing a silk robe.  Her body is barely contained beyond the shiny, silky smooth clothing.  Her nipples are poking against the cloth.

"You're going to make me blush, love." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.  I'm still getting used to your world." I said.

"Please, don't hang your head.  It concerns me when a patient... I mean, when somepony hangs their head near me.  I find it rather disconcerting, believing they are hurting on the inside." Doctor Transfusion said.  She led me down the stairs.  We entered the first room on the right, near the entrance. "You should be mindful though, some mares are rather defensive.  I'm sure the same goes for the opposite sex in your world."

"I tended to, umm, avoid eye-contact in my world, especially when I was younger. I only made eye contact unless it was necessary. I'm older now, but there were times when people made me feel uncomfortable." I said. I sat down on the dark-red sofa. "There's also the fact it unnerved me to talk to the opposite sex; the truth, no matter what I di there were times it felt like I was never being respectful. They gave me the impression I was only being a perverted, undressing them with my eyes. I never knew what to do."

"I'd pour you a drink, Mr. Chris, but you don't like the taste of alcohol, if I remember correctly." Doctor Transfusion said.

My sense of time is way, way off. The clock on the wall says it's already four o'clock. Through the small window, I can see the sun. Not to mention, its already starting to set in the distance.

"Now I assure you, Gusty Breeze will be fine. She's a young, stouthearted mare, her health in peak condition." Doctor Transfusion said. She walked behind the bar. "By the way, welcome to the home I inherited from my mother and father, Celestia rest their souls."

"I'm sorry for your loss." I said.  

"They were good parents.  Not to mention they were good doctors, too.  Both of them treated me with kindness and care, the same they'd give to any of their patients." Doctor Transfusion said.  She pulled a small bottle from behind the bar.  The mare added two shots from the green bottle, and then one shot from the red.  She sipped on her drink, and then sat down in the intricately designed chair near the lamp and bookcase.  "Now, I can give you a place to stay tonight, but what are you going to do tomorrow?" 

That's one hard question.  I can't keep asking Doctor Transfusion for handouts.  She helped me with the clothes and asked Gusty Breeze to serve as my caretaker.  With Gusty Breeze out of commission for the night, I can't ask her about my options.  It feels like I'm back to square one.  What would be nice is if I could pay Doctor Transfusion to stay here at her house.  This place looks big enough, but I doubt she's taking occupants.  Damn it, what do I do? 

Man, the light from that lamp accentuates the doc's figure. She is beautiful, not to mention one of a kind. I better not gawk at her, that's rude. Though I do wonder, what is that book she's reading? What the hell am I thinking, I can't read their language for shit. 

"Do you mind fixing a drink for a lady?" Doctor Transfusion said.

"For a lady, not a problem." I smiled. 

"For a lady, not a problem." I said. I took her glass. There's an odor to it. Doctor Transfusion's perfume is gone, must have taken a shower. The drink... wait, I remember, from this morning. Gusty Breeze said Doctor Transfusion liked green sour apple lipstick. Think Chris, think, you know how to cook. There's a Whiskey Sour drink. Is there an Apple Whiskey Sour? "Are you drinking an 'Apple' Whiskey Sour."

"Rather astute Mister Chris, it is an Apple Whiskey Sour." Doctor Transfusion said.  I'm no bartender, but I do know how to cook.  It's what I get for starting when I was ten years old, fixing those boiled eggs for mom's lunch. "I take it straight, not shaken, if you please."

"I'm more at home cooking with alcohol vs. bartending, so I hope the drink is to your liking." I said.  Let me see here, I think she used two shots bourbon whiskey, three shots apple cider, one shot of liquor, a dash of bitters, and there we go, done. "Here you go, Doctor Transfusion."

"A true lady knows how to sip her drink, how to savor the taste of her drink. A pony, mare or stallion, should not 'chug' their drink like some ridiculous college initiation stunt." Doctor Transfusion said. The drink neared her lips. She placed it on the table beside her. "It's rather heavy on the bitters, however it is still a good drink."

"Thanks, my first time." I said.

The time just ticks on like there's no tomorrow. I didn't even realize how dark the room got. This is a new world. I guess the sun starts setting at five to six o'clock.

"There are three more bedrooms upstairs, the master bedroom being my room downstairs.  I'll show you to one of the room and let you get some shuteye.  The nurses informed me you were up half the night, tossing and turning." Doctor Transfusion said.

"T-Thanks for letting me stay the night." I said.

"You get some rest, Mr. Chris.  Do not think about finding a place to stay tonight.  We will discuss those options in the morning." Doctor Transfusion said.  She stood up and stretched her tail. "We'll give you a room opposite of Gusty Breeze.  I do not want her waking up in the middle of the night and getting frisky."

"Did that happen to you?" I stopped.

"You have the most imaginative mind... but yes, Gusty Breeze stayed the night once, and we will leave it at that, love." Doctor Transfusion said.  I followed her up the left stairs. "Here, this room has a plush bed with a bathroom off to the side.  The ceiling fan is pull chain controlled. Would you like it on high, medium, or low?"

"Medium, please." I said. I turned. I face Doctor Transfusion. I extended my right hand and smiled. "Thank you so much for everything you have done. It means a lot to me."

"You are welcome, Mr. Chris." Doctor Transfusion stepped forward. She hugged me. I hugged her back. "Now, you need to get some sleep."

"I promise." I said.

The door closed, this room is pretty quiet.  It'd be nice if I could read some of these books, but Doctor Transfusion is right, I need to get some sleep.  

Here's to the end of my first real day in Equestria.  I hope I can survive the days that come.
> I'm on the road (The railroad to Canterlot)
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)


The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm no longer in the hospital, confined to a room or bed, but this silence is the same. It's the same horrible silence I experienced that one night, before that weird dream. 

This cottage is so quiet I can hear myself think. Two damn hours has passed since Doctor Transfusion left me alone. It'd be nice to talk with her some more about things, but there's no doubt she's in bed by now. Gusty Breeze is in no condition to talk with her sleeping off a hangover in a room on the other side of the cottage. There's no telling what she'll be like in the morning, either. 

Damn, this boredom sucks. I don't have a deck of cards, and there's no use in pulling a book from the shelf. I can't read this "Ponyish" stuff or whatever the Equestrian language is called. What does a person even do when they're not technically confined to their room but technically are confined to their room? 

Now it's been two-hours, ten minutes, according to that weird clock. There's no use, I need to get some sleep. This silence will drive me insane, much more so than this boredom. I'll have to force myself to sleep. It's the only way. 

Man, why the hell is it so hot?  My shirt is already off with my pasty white skin reflecting the moonlight back through the blinds. If this were a lighthouse, I'd be a mirror.

I guess the pants come off, next? Though, would it be a good idea to take off my pants and sleep in my skivvies? With the two mares in this place, I refuse to sleep commando and give them a chance to see me buck-naked. I guess that doesn't matter. Gusty Breeze already saw me naked when we first met. I'm sure Doctor Transfusion saw me naked, too. Damn, I almost forgot. The doc admitted it herself. There are creatures in this "Equestria" that are naturalists, so why am I so nervous about sleeping naked? 

No Chris, just, just no. Off go the pants, but you need to draw the line there and refuse to take off your underwear. You are a guest in Doctor Transfusion's house. You will not act like it's your room on Earth with underwear hanging off the bed or the ceiling-fan, thrown wherever you damn well please. 

These damn ponies need to get on the stick and invent AC.  It's too damn hot.  

O-Oh shit.  M-My stomach, it's turning inside out.  If I'm hot and that's happening, this isn't good. The last time this happened I shrek'd the toilet cause of a damn stomach virus.  I hope those xeno-nachos didn't mess up my guts.  

Legs, d-don't fail me now. 

C-Come on Chris, move your damn ass.  Move it, move it!  

Almost there, I'm almost -- fuck! 

"Ow!" I said. 

That was graceful. How does a person slip on carpet? It's impossible to slip on carpet unless you're drunk, stoned, stupid, or all the above. I'm not A or B right now, but there are some that would argue I'm a dead ringer for C. Those people can kiss my clammy white ass. 

Where's the light I turned on? 

"Did the poor wittle baby hurt himself?" A voice said.

Yes I hurt myself you asshole.  Why in the hell would.  You even. Need to ask? 

Chris, let's be serious with ourselves.  If you're alone in this room, who said that just now?

"That's rather pathetic." Another voice said. 

Huh?  That voice sounds familiar, same for the first one.

"Here, let me help you." The first voice said. 

"Fuck!" I said. I, I can't move my left index finger. 

"That's two for flinching." The first voice said. 

Ow, ow! D-Damn it, I can't move my left index finger, middle finger, or ring finger.  T-They're broken, my fingers are broken. 

"It's rather sad his bones 'snap' too easily." The second voice said. 

No, my hearing is messed up. It must be screwed up, those voices can't belong to those two mares because they're nowhere near my room. 

"It's your own fault, you know. Trust is the first step towards betrayal, and you only have yourself to blame for this mess. This should be a hard lesson why you never trust any pony, ever." She pressed on my left pinkie finger and snapped it, like a toothpick.  I can see her, I can clearly see the unmistakable sight of that mare's fresh-fallen snow colored body, her hair and tail that familiar shade of semi-dark blue. Her large, strong, majestic wings are pressed against my chest, pinning me to the ground.  Her large, strong, majestic wings are pressed against my chest, pinning me to the ground.  It's no use, I'm powerless to stop her, and my cries, my pleas have gone unheard.  My words have failed to reach Gusty Breeze. "Chris," She leaned in towards my ear, "your sad, pathetic little face makes me sick.  I mean honestly, did you believe a mare like me cared about a piece of trash like you?  More importantly, did you honestly think I would fuck your dumb ass in that little alley this afternoon?" 

"Damn you!" I said.  No, not the -- ow! T-There, there goes my right middle finger. "Why are you doing this to me?  I trusted you!" 

That mare's strength, she's a monster. All Gusty Breeze does is press her thumb ever-so-gently against my fingers, and they snap. 

"Love, you need to stop. You're taking all the fun for yourself." She said. The mare's dark green eyes, and her pure white tail and hair are just as familiar as that deep crimson colored body. She's the mare who took care of me in the hospital after I arrived in Equestria. "Now, it's my turn. On the count of three. One. Two. And... three!"

I, I can't fight you two. I'm not strong enough. Doctor Transfusion, you might be even stronger than Gusty Breeze. You traded places with her and just used your pinkie finger against my chest to hold me down. 

P-Please, stop it. I'm b-begging you to stop. There are no more fingers to snap on my left hand. Leave my right hand intact. 

"..." I can't even scream anymore.  I open my mouth but nothing comes out.  My throat is too dry. "..."  

My fingers are going numb. I can't move any of them.  They all broken.  

If I could speak, I'd ask what I did to make these two mares so angry at me. 

"It looks like our little toy is broken.  Such a waste." Doctor Transfusion said.  She grabbed my ankle. "Shall we split him in two, love?" 

"Make a wish, 'love.'" Gusty Breeze said.  

Gusty Breeze. Doctor Transfusion. I'm sorry for being weak. I'm sorry if I hurt the both of you. I'm sorry for being a parasite and leeching off you two. P-Please, I'm begging you, please don't kill me.

I promise to be a better person.  Tell me what I can do to make things better.  I'm willing to listen, please!

"Hmph, don't make a scene, Chris."  Gusty Breeze said. 

"Yes, die with a little dignity." Doctor Transfusion said. 

Gusty Breeze.  Doctor Transfusion.  I'm sorry for being weak.  I'm sorry if I hurt the both of you.  I'm sorry for being a parasite and leeching off you two.  P-Please, I'm begging you, please stop hurting me.

Please don't kill me. 

"Alright 'love,' on the count of three." Gusty Breeze said. 

"Right love, on the count of three." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"One." They said in unison. 

Their hands have tightened around my ankles.  I can't, I can't stop them.  I'm going to die.  

"Chris, get a hold of yourself.  This isn't real.  Fight it." A voice said. 

Their grips, they've loosened their grips around my ankles.  I can feel their hands shaking. 

"S-Stay out of this, wench. We will not concede this fresh fertile ground!" Doctor Transfusion and Gusty Breeze said in unison. 

Well, the good news, they've dropped me. Bad news, everything else. I can't crawl to safety if they turn on me again. 

"Your foul, insolent tongues will fuel a pyre that stretches to the heavens!" A voice said. The ground shook. The world shook. Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion trembled. The two mares clutched onto each other. A dark blue light materialized. "By my power and my light, I cast thee out of this sacred place! Begone, nightmarish heathens!"

Both mares at my side were vaporized, neither able to scream.  Their ashes were scattered, blown into the distance.

It, it is the ethereal void of the dream world.  I remember this from my time in the hospital. 

"Be at peace Chris, you're safe." She said. The dark-blue mare emerged from the darkness and laid her scintillating right hand over my chest. I know I can't speak, but you don't know how grateful I am for the rescue, Princess Luna. "I am so, so sorry I did not reach you sooner."

It'd be nice to speak. It'd be even better if I could move.  None of it is happening.  Those nightmarish bitches broke my fingers, probably more than my fingers.  I went numb a long time ago. 

I've got to move. I need to thank Princess Luna.

"Shhh, please be still, Chris. Take your time and focus on my voice. You must believe and realize this world -- above all else your injuries-- are fake. As with all those who dwell in Equestria Chris, I promise to guide and protect your dreams from harm." Princess Luna said. She's, humming? Her voice sounds nice. The mare's hands feel so warm and gentle. If this is a dream though, why are her hands warm? With my head on her soft as cloud lap, I don't care. This is heaven right now. "That's it, focus. You can do it. Believe in your own power and you will be alright, I promise."

Her voice is real. Her warmth is real.  My injuries aren't real.  The pain isn't real. 

This, this is just a dream! 

"Yes, that's it. Chris, wake up." Princess Luna said. 

"..." I gasped for air. 

Holy shit, what the hell just happened?  I'm, I'm still in bed.  My pants and shirt are still on too, so I didn't stumble to the bathroom and fall? 

So it's midnight.  If I forced myself to sleep at ten o'clock, I've been asleep for two hours.  This is some grade-A, fucked up beyond all belief, unreal shit. 

My hands are super stiff. It's also hard to move my fingers. They aren't broken though, and that's one good sign.  These Equestrian nightmares are beyond powerful.  They rival anything I experienced on Earth. 

"Prin --" I said.

"Shhh," Princess Luna pressed her right index finger to my lips, "you're alright. I knew you would be." 

Princess Luna removed her index finger from my lips.  

My clothes aren't sweaty, and my stomach doesn't hurt.  I dreamt the whole thing. 

"Look, I'm not ungrateful, but don't you fucking knock when entering a room?" I whispered. 

"Only when I want to announce myself." Princess Luna brushed her tail against me.  She sat on the end of the bed and extended her wings, and then retracted her wings.  The mare turned and smiled at me. "I'm thankful you're awake, Chris. Not many Equestrians walk away unscathed from such a powerful nightmare.  If I had been too late, there would have been dire, perhaps fatal consequences.  Your mind would have been torn apart."

Alright Princess Luna, I get it. I'm lucky. You need to stop harping on the issue. Still, there's a part of me that wants to ask about those "consequences," but I'm also not loving the idea of finding out. As the saying goes, some things are better left unsaid. 

Man, I need to piss. I hope Princess Luna here doesn't mind me relieving myself real quick.  

Phew, talk about a lemonade waterfall.  I'm just thankful this place has indoor plumbing.  I'd hate to use some outhouse or have to go water the bushes. 

"Ahem." Princess Luna said.  She uncrossed her arms.  I gave her a sheepish grin in return. "Chris, we must combat the root of your nightmare, so I will get straight to the point."

I didn't realize Princess Luna here doubled as Doctor Luna the shrink.  

There's no getting around it.  I'll have to listen to Princess Luna's little analysis of me and how I "hate" some figure in my life.  Man, I hate shrinks.  Damn pricks can rot in hell. 

"Do you fear Equestrians?" Princess Luna said.

All I can do is sigh and nod. 

"I figured as much." Princess Luna said.  She gazed at me. "Are you afraid of me?" 

"I'm terrified." I said.  

Princes Luna isn't wrong.  I do fear Equestrians.  Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion, they are two prime examples of what I fear.  Those mares are strong enough to rip me in two.  I can't defend myself.  That's what scares me the most, and yet, I'm so entranced by their beauty. 

"All of you are better than any human at peak performance in my world.  The problem, the problem comes down to one fact.  I'm nowhere near 'peak performance' for a human in my world.  I'm more like the runt of the litter." I said. 

I won't dance around the topic.  At any point, I'm more than happy to admit my shortcomings.  It helps take away the sting of reality. 

"So, you believe yourself inferior, coupled with performance anxiety.  The picture is a little clearer." Princess Luna said. You're scary, lady.  That's borderline mind reading. "Please sit up." 

No, I'll just stay in bed, thank you. 

"Chris, sit up." Princess Luna said. 

"Alright, alright, I'm up. Happy?" I said.  Princess Luna's ears just perked up.  She extended her hand and smiled at me. Is this a trust exercise?  I should trust her.  What do I have to lose, a person only lives once in their life.  Not to mention, I get to hold hands with a cute chick who's a princess to boot. "I don't mind hand holding, but... why are we -- whoa!"  

Princess Luna lit up her horn and the room flew away.  It feels like the two of us are flying.  What is she planning?

"Busty Breeze, Busty Breeze, tits so huge they hang down to her knees.  Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Several voices said.  

It's hard to see that group bellow me and Princess Luna without my glasses.

"Hey Busty, can we use your tits for volleyball practice?" A voice said.

A female just ran up and slapped the mare's huge breast.   

"P-Please stop." the mare said.

"Oh I'm sorry, did I hurt the 'Busty Bimbo's' feelings?" Another voice said.  She leaned down. "Those milk tankers of yours could feed half of Equestria, and then some." 

Wait, this is Gusty Breeze's nightmare.  She must be dreaming about the time she was in school.  Doctor Transfusion said she developed earlier than other mares. 

Wait, where'd they go? Where's Gusty Breeze?  

"Stupid creature, you could have killed me!" A voice said.

T-That's my voice.   

No. It's me.  My right hand has clenched onto Gusty Breeze's beautiful dark-blue hair.  How dare he slap her.  Wait, no, how dare I slap her.

"C-Chris, I'm sorry. I didn't lie to you.  I, I promise." Gusty Breeze said. 

You bastard!  Don't you. Fucking touch her! 

"You filthy drunken creature.  Why I trusted you is beyond me.  It would have been 'kinder' to let me die." My doppelganger said. 

Princess Luna turned my nightmares to ash.  I will do far worse to this thing. 

"Chris, you must remain calm.  You mustn't --" Princess Luna whispered into my ear. 

Fuck that shit, he dies. He dies now! 

"Hey, asshole!" I shouted.  I don't give two flying fucks if this hurts me. "Get over here, now." 

"Who the hell are you?" my doppelganger said.

"I'm your daddy, and that makes you my bitch." I said.  This isn't real.  It's a dream. That means I can imagine whatever I want happening to this disgusting doppelganger that dares to call itself by my name. "Let's go, you and me."

This is more than payback. It's mother-fucking retribution!  I won't let him harm Gusty Breeze like that, ever.  He dies now. 

There go his teeth.  Next go his fingers.  Now his arms.  This is a dream, Chris.  It doesn't hurt anyone but him!

"G-Gusty.  B-Bre-Breeze.  Please, stop him.  He's the fake.  He doesn't care about you.  He'll just use you like the others did in your schooldays." My doppelganger said. 

Now it's time for the climax. 

"I'm going to enjoy this, asshole." I latched onto his neck. Fine Princess Luna, whatever. "He's yours. I'm done with him." 

I tossed him towards the darkness. 

"T-That was rather brutal." Princess Luna said. She snapped her fingers. "Ahem. Well, the job is done."

"I'm weak, but I'll be 'damned' if I let someone hurt another individual." I said.  

Gusty Breeze looked around, tears streaming from her eyes.  She focused on me.  Her quivering right hand crept forward.  The mare's hand latched onto mine.  Gusty Breeze's eyes widened.  It's like she realized this is a nightmare.

Ack!  Uncle, uncle, I'm weak.  Help!  She's going to crush me between these titanic tits of her.  Dream death by Snu-Snu... help me, Princess Luna.  

"Pfft, Snu-Snu. That's a cute term." Princess Luna chuckled.  This giant blue bitch can read my mind.  No, uncle. "You're alright, Gusty Breeze.  I promise." 

"..." Gusty Breeze cried. 

G-Gusty Breeze?  She's latched onto me, but she's backing off. Her tears streaming down her chest onto my head.  

I'll just put my arm around her waist. 

"I would never treat you so horribly, Gusty Breeze. I promise." I said.  I turned. "Do we need to rescue Doctor Transfusion?"

"You're kind to ask, Chris.  Doctor Transfusion is alright." Princess Luna said.  She patted Gusty Breeze on the head. "It's alright, Gusty Breeze.  Please try to sleep, little one." 

It's funny as hell for Princess Luna to call Gusty Breeze little when they are damn near eye level. 

"Chris, it's time we returned." Princess Luna said.  

"You could give someone forewarning before you do that crap." I said. 

"But I did warn you." Princess Luna said.  

Damn wiseass knows what I meant.  Stupid overpowered, Deus Ex Machina, equine bullshit absurdity.  

"I'm sincerely glad those nightmares are eradicated.  However, that's not why I came to see you, Chris.  I need a favor." Princess Luna said. 

Why do I get the feeling this is a "quid-pro-quo" type of deal.

Wow, that's one beautiful sight to behold.  Every inch of her body is beyond beautiful -- wait, something is off.  If this mare can read my mind, I better be careful what I'm thinking.

"Ahem, getting to the point, I need assistance in a delicate matter." Princess Luna said.  Now that I'm not in some dream, I can see her breasts are bigger than Gusty Breeze's breasts, if such a thing were possible.  Shit, focus Chris, she reads minds. "I promise to reward your efforts." 

"Reward?" I said. Princess Luna smirked at me. She's keeping her lips sealed. "No refusal, eh?"

"You can go back to your nightmare." Princess Luna said. 

I figured as much.  

Princess Luna moved her tail over and sat beside me.  She placed her right hand on my back.

"Chris, I need your help.  It's regarding the Elements of Harmony." Princess Luna said.  Her eyes are glazed over.  She's gazing out the window, but she isn't gazing out the window.  It's weird. "Tomorrow, an incident will happen in Canterlot, and you will be in the thick of it."

Princess Luna is dead serious.  The room has an eerie silence to it.  Her eyes are focused.  Her words are determined.  This is more than just some meager errand.

What the hell does she expect me to do about something I've yet to do?  It makes no sense.

"In six hours when you wake up, when Doctor Transfusion mentions she has a train to catch to Canterlot for a house call, ask if she will take you along.  Whatever she replies with, tell the mare a blue bird told you to ask about tagging along." Princess Luna said.  Wow, she's getting a little too close.  Her right breast is getting ready to press into my side.  I can feel her hands on my face.  They're so soft and warm. She just planted a good kiss on my forehead, a nice soft one. "Good luck Chris, you'll need it.  As for right now," Princess Luna's horn lit up, "you need to rest and regain your strength." 

"I'm not sleepy." I said.  Oh damn, yes I --


*** *** ***


"..."

What time is it? I can't believe Princess Luna just Mickey'd my ass, again.  That shit last night had to be a nightmare.   

"Rough night, love?" A voice said.  That light is blinding, shit. "Did you not sleep well?" 

Doc? Yea, that's Doctor Transfusion alright.  She has that same robe on from last night.  Her heaving assets are pressing against the fabric, her tits about ready to poke through it.  

"I'm glad to be waking up to a beautiful sight." I said.

"Thank you for the compliment, but save the flattery for the mares like Gusty Breeze." Doctor Transfusion said. 

This is just beyond weird. My hands feel stiff. Wow, my fingers haven't been this stiff since I had to haul groceries home when I didn't have a car. 

"I had the weirdest dream, more like a nightmare.  You and Gusty Breeze were breaking my fingers, and then were ready to break me by splitting me in half like a wishbone." I said.  

"It is rather odd you should mention nightmares. I had an unusual one myself. It involved you and Gusty Breeze." Doctor Transfusion said. The cream-white carpet beneath my feet feels nice. "You and Gusty Breeze tried to assault me. I've known Gusty Breeze for more than five years. She doesn't attack others without good reason. As for you Chris, I doubt such violent language and acts are in your nature. You appear so laid back."

Yea... "brutality" isn't in my nature or human nature.  There's sarcasm at its finest.  

I'm worried.  It'll be bad if me just being in Equestria puts their dreams at risk. 

"Chris!" The door to my room flung open. 

"Wha -- umph!" Something knocked me off the bed. Holy shit, I know what it is now. Get off me, Gusty Breeze. What is wrong with you? Shit. Too tight, too tight! "Uncle. I said uncle! Can't, I can't breathe!"

She won't get off me. Gusty Breeze is too strong.  Her arms are wrapped around me, wings too.  

"I, I'm... I'm sorry. Please, please forgive me." Gusty Breeze said. 

Too tight, I'm gonna die. A busty giantess is hugging me to death. Help me, doc!

"Gusty Breeze!" Doctor Transfusion she pried the mare off of me. She patted her friend on the head. "Have some decency, love." 

"Gah, ahhh.  How strong are you, Gusty Breeze?!" I said. 

It felt like my bones would have snapped, for real.  

Oh son of a bitch, Gusty Breeze is naked and my dick could have popped inside her hoo-haa.  Hell, I didn't even feel her mammoth sized knockers pressing against my chest.  

No, no wait, I'm wrong. My mind isn't even awake right now. I forgot I've still got my clothes on. Hell, I didn't even feel this top sheet still wrapped around me.  

Now that's pathetic.  I just got cockblocked clothes and a top-sheet. My virginity card is intact for another day. 

I feel bad for Gusty Breeze. She was brave and kind enough to save me.  If what I saw indeed happened to her, it sucks.  No one should be tormented due to their appearance.  Not to mention, it's totally wrong for them to be tormented when they develop faster, something that's outside of their control.

"Why are you sorry, Gusty Breeze. You saved my life and took me on when you could have just left me alone when I recovered. You're awesome in my book." I said. Poor thing, she's just bawling her eyes out. "Don't let my asshole doppelganger in your dream mess with your head." 

"Uh huh, that came out of nowhere." Doctor Transfusion said. She cleared her throat. "Listen, I need to get going on an important visit. The train leaves in an hour, so I must get ready." 

"Fu-Fu!" Gusty Breeze whined.  

Gusty Breeze latched onto Doctor Transfusion.  Her arms disappeared under Doctor Transfusion's snow-white hair.  

"I won't reprimand you since I'm not on duty, but please remain composed, love.  You are here to serve as a guide and protector for Chris till he can get his bearings." Doctor Transfusion said. She shook her head and rested Gusty Breeze's head on her chest.  The doc stroked Gusty Breeze's hair. "Listen, you're a good, kindhearted mare, Gusty Breeze. No nightmare, no pony can take that spirit away from you, understand.  It's something you are born with, deep in your soul.  Right, love?" 

"Mmm," Gusty Breeze sniffed, "hmm." She said.  Her wings twitched.  Why that mare slept naked is beyond me.  I'm damn torn between being aroused and wondering what the ever-loving-fuck to do right now.  "Chris, I'm so, so sorry! Please forgive me for yesterday."

I smiled at her, giving a thumps up. Gusty Breeze's eyes widened. She smiled. The mare leapt up and bolted forward. 

"Whoa, whoa... easy girl, easy.  Please don't put me in another death hug." I said.  Gusty Breeze clasped her hands together, smiled, and nodded at me, wiping away her tears.  She looked down.  The mare blushed, and then just darted off. "Did Gusty Breeze just realize she didn't have any clothes on?" 

"Yes." Doctor Transfusion said.  

She let out a loud, audible sigh, and then Doctor Transfusion and I chuckled at each other. 

She tightened the sash on her robe then walked toward the door. 

"Yea, it's weird. Princess Luna must've visited our dreams." I said. I stretched, and then tucked my shirt into my pants. "Hey, out of curiosity, are you headed for a place called 'Can-ter-lot?'" 

"..." Doctor Transfusion stopped.  She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "What is Princess Luna up to right now? She came to my dream and said to invite you along.  If I questioned the dream, she said you would say in return --" 

"A blue bird told me I should tag along." I said

I shrugged at the doc. She adjusted her glasses then gave a slight shrug.  

"It's up to you, Doctor Transfusion." I said.  

It's six-thirty in the morning, and this damn room is so silent you could hear a pin drop on this carpet.  

The tall mare turned. She walked toward me, and then stopped. She looked down at me, but... it's odd. Doctor Transfusion isn't looking down on me, not in the usual sense.  Though she's way taller than me, still can't tell height for shit, it's like she's looking directly at me. 

Tough call, but not my say. The doc can take me along or leave me with Gusty Breeze and her shenanigans. 

"What's the call, Doctor Transfusion?" I said. 

Doctor Transfusion sighed, and then nodded. 

Umph, why did she toss me a towel? 

"There's no time to debate the issue, Chris. Though impromptu, this will be a good opportunity for you to see Equestria's capital. " Doctor Transfusion said. The mare faced me. "Toss your clothes on the bed and go take a quick shower. I will throw your clothes into the dryer to air them out. We need to leave here in the next hour and a half." 

Without a doubt, her words are firm.  

"You're the boss, Doctor Transfusion." I said.  She's turned around.  I guess she'll let me strip in peace.  "What about Gusty Breeze?" 

There go my shirt, pants, and underwear.  I'll just chuck them on the bed. 

"Gusty Breeze must visit Canterlot today so she can register for the upcoming Titaness competition, being held in two weeks.  Not to mention, she'll be in one foul mood if I don't bring her." Doctor Transfusion said.  I peered around the corner.  It's hard to imagine a dark crimson-colored mare could blush.  I mean, she has seen me naked, right? "Place your dirty towel in the hamper when you're done with it.  Also, be mindful to scrub up and use the shampoo.  You will act as my assistant on this assignment, and I need you to look your best."

"Right." I said. 

Well, I guess I just found my first job in Equestria. 


*** *** ***


"Ha... ahh... w-will we make it in time?" I said. 

"We must make it." Doctor Transfusion said.  

My heart will leap out of my chest at this rate.  This damn horse must be running at less than a quarter of her normal speed. Meanwhile, I'm busting my ass at ninety-five percent of my speed to stay within five-feet of her.  

Damn it's hard to keep up. I'm just dead weight to Doctor Transfusion.  

"..." 

"Hurry Chris, I heard the train's whistle." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"I can't, I can't keep up." I said.  My body can't take it. "My heart will explode at this rate." 

T-There, I can see it. 

"All aboard!" A voice shouted. 

The train just blew another whistle.  I've got to push myself even harder.  I agreed to this job.  I won't let the doc down.  

Come on body, keep it together.  

"Shit!" I slammed my foot against the platform. "W-We... haaa... missed it." 

"No we didn't love, hang on." Doctor Transfusion handed me her glasses.  She wrapped her arm around my chest. "Here. We.  Go!"

What in the hell?! 

Now we're really hauling ass.  She just picked me up like a sack of potatoes.  

How fast is this damn mare? Doctor Transfusion already caught up with the end of the train, when it's going at top speed?!

"Up we go." Doctor Transfusion's hand latched onto the railing. She took several deep, synchronized breaths. "It's so hard to run in heels. These are my favorite black ones, and I'd hate to ruin them."

This mare is wicked fast, and she's freakishly strong.  Doctor Transfusion just flung us into the air and landed on top of the train like some super hero... err, heroine? 

"Don't tell me you weren't running at top speed." I said. 

Doctor Transfusion walked along the top of the train, holding me like a sack of potatoes.  She glanced at me.  The mare took her glasses and placed them back on.  She smirked, and then patted me on the head. 

"A lady must keep some secrets." Doctor Transfusion said. 

Good god, what is she? The doc isn't even winded.  Talk about horsepower, or would it be pony power? Whatever, at least we're on the train, in the literal sense.  

And now where on a small walkway between the cars.  Heh, don't mind me doc.  My heart is about to explode, that's all.  Damn chest is burning, too.  

Thanks for putting me down. I'm just --

"Hey guys, what kept ya?" Gusty Breeze said.  She tapped the space next to her. "Chris, you get to sit next to me." 

"Gusty Breeze, you were given explicit instructions. You were to run ahead and tell the conductor to have the train wait an extra five minutes. I did not tell you to get onboard and have a snack. Mr. Chris cannot keep up a swift pace like I can." Doctor Transfusion said. The deep crimson-colored mare sat down and massaged her legs. She leaned forward, and then back. Her hands disappeared into her snow-white hair. "There, all finished. A mare must look her best." 

I'm so damn nervous sitting next to Gusty Breeze. Not to mention, there's no clock. That makes it hard to tell time. My heart takes around three to five minutes to start calming down from a heavy run, so I guess that means five, maybe seven minutes has already passed by since I sat down on the left side of Gusty Breeze.

I can hear the commotion on the train between my own heartbeats. Phew, at least my heart calmed down. See, this is the right level of liveliness with these creatures talking among themselves. Though the creepy factor is still here, like that time at the bar. These mares and stallions, these creatures look like they could snap me like a twig. That red stallion near those three teenagers could easily knock me to the ground by just breathing on me. Hell, his fingers could bore a hole through solid steel if he pushed hard enough. 

Huh, what's Gusty Breeze doing. 

"Big Macintosh? It is you." Gusty Breeze said. She stood up and walked toward the red stallion. She slammed her fist into his fist. The mare hugged the red stallion. "What's up, is Sugar Belle staying home?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac said. 

"Congratulations... dad, heh heh.  Are you two expecting a filly or a colt?" Gusty Breeze said.  

This guy isn't the talkative type.  It's easy to tell by looking in his eyes.  He just wants to get where he's going.  Still, he does look polite. 

Heh, I had a feeling he wasn't going to tell Gusty Breeze if the kid was male or female, whichever one that could be in this world.  Would a filly be female and a colt male?

"Mister Big Macintosh, it is so good to see you. I've given the information to Doctor Rattle, and he's expecting you and Mrs. Sugar Belle next month, on the third. Remember, it is important for the mother 'and' the father to be relaxed during this time." Doctor Transfusion said. 

"... e-eeyup." Big Mac blushed.  He actually blushed?  I give up.  

Yea, Big Macintosh is not the talkative type.  In any event, I do wish the guy the best of luck.  It's not easy raising a kid.  My single mother could attest to that topic.  I'm beyond thankful for the kind, gentle way she raised and treated me. It's better than some of those asswipes who treated me like trash, thinking I was a useless waste of space. 

"Before Ah forget, Applejack said for me to tell ya Rarity is at her place in Canterlot, Doctor Transfusion." Big Mac said. 

Color me impressed, Big Macintosh can say more than one word.

Doctor Transfusion is practically grinning from ear to ear.  What is going on?  Why does this case fascinate the doc so much?  

"Yea, my big sis is pretty special.  I can't wait to see if she's having a filly or a colt.  Either way, I get to be an aunt." A voice said.  

"It's good to see you too, Sweetie Belle." Doctor Transfusion said. 

Huh, Sweetie Belle? Sugar Belle?  These names are going to be the death of me yet.  Don't these creatures, these "Equestrians" normal names like Sharen, Nichole, Chris, Ben, and such?  I'm probably the oddball of the group.  Chris must be a weird name to them.  I should spell my name K-R-I-S, like the sword.  

It looks like Sweetie Belle is rather close with the two others near her.  Big Mac must be some kind of chaperone for those three.  Good luck handling their antics, he'll need it. 

Well, there goes Big Mac back to his seat, keeping an eye on Lock, Shock, and Barrel.  

The scenery outside the train looks tranquil.  The train is smooth, too.  It feels pretty good overall.  This would put someone to sleep.    

Damn it Gusty Breeze, you didn't have to jab me. 

"Hey, no need for the look, I'm just making sure you aren't asleep, heh heh. As an FYI for you Chris, Big Macintosh is the big brother of Applejack. She's kind of a big deal, a Ponyville celebrity if you will. You see, Applejack is the Element of Honesty, one of the six powerhouse protectors of Equestria." Gusty Breeze said. As the mare is leaning back, I'm amazed at the fabric of this world. I want to end up in a relationship as strong as the fabric holding this mare's tits back from exploding that shirt wide open. "Oh ho, now what are you looking at, Chris?" 

"I'm just taking in the sights." I said. 

"Take it in all you want.  I don't mind. One.  Single.  Bit. Chris." Gusty Breeze smirked. 

Doctor Transfusion looks pissed.  I better not get into these games with Gusty Breeze.  I'm on duty, and the doc has me on a tight leash, which includes my manhood. 

"Gusty Breeze?" A voice said. 

Ow, that fucking hurt. I'm taking one star off of this train ride.  That massive bump just launched me into the damn center aisle.  

"Oh my, are you alright?" The voice said. 

I must be seeing things. Is that, a white rabbit talking to me? Can animals talk in this world? 

Whatever, I need to get up and -- damn it. What did I just hit? It felt soft as hell. Something is wrong. Gusty Breeze looks like she's about to die of laughter? 

I've got to get up and -- fuck, what the hell, man?  What is above me, anyways? 

"Chris," Doctor Transfusion sighed, "why don't you come sit near me, love." She said.  The doc extended her hand. "Gusty Breeze, remind me to talk to you about being a mare and having some class." 

What in blue blazes is the doc. Talking.  About? 

Oh. Dear. Lord.  Here I thought Gusty Breeze was big.  Are those things even real?  

Marshmallow heaven, it exists. It's right in front of me.

"Fine, 'Doctor Transfusion,' I'll be nice." Gusty Breeze said.  She scooted over to her left, and then extended her wing towards the yellow toned mare with the pink hair and tail.  The mare let out a slight, quiet chuckle before she sat down, a white rabbit riding between her mountainous mammaries.  Gusty Breeze retracted her wing and cleared her throat. "Chris, this is Fluttershy, an exceedingly special pony to me.  She's one of the few who treated me with kindness when 'you know what' started happening.  I still can't believe a mare I went to school with turned out to be another one of the six powerhouse pony protectors of Equestria: Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness." 

Whoever created that mare, they were definitely "kind" to her. Her boyfriend, girlfriend, or whatever is lucky. I can't even think of the words to describe the mare, the woman in front of me. Her pink hair, her body, her assets, every bit of it is an eleven on a ten scale. There's also the fact her red dress just clings to her body, all in the right places. It's just, just wow. I'm looking at a damn goddess. 

"Ahem," Doctor Transfusion looked at me.  

Sorry Doctor Transfusion, I'm enamored. Not everyone gets to meet a goddess in their lifetime. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Chris.  And don't worry about earlier.  You couldn't have known I was standing over you." Fluttershy said.  That's an understatement.  I just stood up and her massive mammaries knocked me back down. Talk about a weird, welcoming introduction for me.  True to her namesake, Fluttershy here does seem a little on the... eh, "shy" side. "I'm so glad to see you too, Gusty Breeze.  How have things been going for you?" 

"Not bad, not bad. I made a small difference in Chris's life when I saved him from certain death. He just fell out of the sky, completely naked." She said. Thanks for mentioning to her I was naked, Gusty Breeze. I'm so fucking embarrassed right now. In all honesty Gusty Breeze, I'm starting to wonder if you aren't the Element of "Brutal" Honesty with that shit you just let rip to this goddess of a woman. "H-Hey, Fluttershy, this may seem awkward, but I just... wanted to say, thanks for being there for me. I mean, thanks for listening to me and being a real friend when I was growing up. It meant a lot to me. Still means a lot to me, even if we don't talk too often."

A real friend, huh?  Those people are a rarity.  They're meant to be cherished and make a huge difference in one's life.  Now that I think about it, I wonder how my friend back on Earth is doing right now?  That guy is talented as hell, and he always pulled himself back up by his bootstraps. 

It does no good to think about things back on Earth.  Even if I could go back to Earth, I would refuse.  This place is weird -- scary as hell at times too -- but I like it.  I don't know why Equestria makes me feel free. It feels like I can smile without being judged, go anywhere and become whatever I want vs. some predestined bullshit. 

"Oh my," Fluttershy blushed.  She's looking at me funny.  What did you tell her, Gusty Breeze. "Mr. Chris, is it true you and Gusty Breeze are dating." 

"Pfft...," I almost choked on my own spit.  Gusty Breeze, what the fuck is wrong with you, girl?  Me shoving my dick into you would be like tossing a cocktail wiener into the Grand Canyon. "Not, funny." 

"I agree Christopher, that joke was  inappropriate." Doctor Transfusion said. 

Gusty Breeze rolled her eyes.  She leaned back, laying her arms on-top of her huge breasts.  

What does she want now?

I leaned in after Gusty Breeze curled her finger at me.  I whispered, "What do you want?" 

"Want to have a three-way, me, you and Fluttershy?  We still have twenty minutes till we get to Canterlot." Gusty Breeze whispered to me. Fuck, this mare knows how to get my motor running.  I did a quick look at Doctor Transfusion. "Naw, she won't mind.  Come on, I still owe you for that 'game' you won in the bar.  Let's call this an extra-special reward." 

"I'm up for twenty-minutes." Fluttershy stood up.  

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit... a goddess and a hyper-endowed, hyper-sexual woman/mare/lady.  

"Sweet Dreams are made of this, who am I do disagree..." I hummed to myself.  

"Chris." Doctor Transfusion said. 

Shit, I am on duty. 

Please doc, let me have some fun.  I'm sure I can towel off, or, something.  It's not everyday I get to bang two busty, beautiful women.  Please.... 

"You have fifteen minutes.  Feel 'free' to explore, but be mindful I need you in Canterlo, understand." Doctor Transfusion said.  

"T-Thanks, Doctor Transfusion.  I promise to be mindful." I said. 

Fuck.  YES! I'm finally going to get some action.  Thanks you Gusty Breeze, you're teasing was worth it to enjoy this shit. 

Let's see, they went towards the back of the train. I just need to watch it. These creatures don't care about me. I'm just here to take in some "sights" on the train. 

The final car, and the final frontier.  Time to cut up my virginity card and burn it to ash.  

"Sorry, I didn't catch your name." I said.  This white rabbit of Fluttershy's stood in front of me.  If this thing's name is Angel, that's one hell of a devilish smirk. What -- you little bunny bastard! "Let me the fuck in!" 

It's, it's actually laughing at me.  No, this cannot be fucking happening.  That white rabbit just closed the damn door and locked it on me.  

Think Chris, think, you can figure this out.  Your virginity card being burned depends on it.  Come on, think you bastard.  The ladder, yes the ladder!  There's a hatch on the car.  I can drop down into it.  I'm not defeated yet you furry prick! 

"Fuck it's noisy." I said.  The air is rushing so hard by my ears.  Silence hurts, but noise like this hurts the same.  "Damn it, you bunny bastard, you locked the top hatch, didn't you?!"

You're not out of the game yet, Chris.  There's a back door to the train car.  

Shit, it's locked too. All the doors are locked.  Know what, I'll climb through the window. I'll squirm my way in... no I won't. The windows are boarded up.  

"Chris" 

Did someone call my name? I better get to the other-side. 

"Chris!" 

It came from the other-side now.  

No way, that mountain is getting closer.  Is my, my fifteen minutes up? 

"You bunny bastard!" I shouted, the wind rushing past my face. 

It's the walk of shame. There's nothing to do but walk back to Doctor Transfusion, defeated. My virginity card lives, damn it. 

"Right on schedule, Mr. Chris." Doctor Transfusion said. She leaned in, and... sniffed my hair? "Odd, did you not 'join' the little rendezvous with Fluttershy and Gusty Breeze?"

I shook my head.  

"..." the white rabbit snickered at me. 

Damn bunny bastard cockblocked my ass. 

"..." 

"Chris, d-did you just growl, like a wolf?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

I cannot believe I just got bunny blocked.  This day sucks.  

Keep on laughing you furry little shit.  I swear to whatever god exists in this world, you laugh at me one more time I'll show you what the word Hasenpfeffer means, got it?! 

"Angel, what are you doing?" Fluttershy said.  She glanced at me, I'm looking out the window. "Did you not want to join us? It was rather fun, for me at least. Gusty Breeze is always so refreshing." 

I guess I'm not the only one looking down.  

"Enjoy your little 'party,' Gusty Breeze." I said. 

"It would have been better as a three-way." Gusty Breeze said.  She sat down in her seat. "I needed a wing-stallion for me.  I always suck at poker." 

"What the --" I shouted, the train whistle drowning out my swearing. 

This is what I get for trusting Gusty Breeze.  She invited me for a "three-way Poker" game.  If it were strip poker, that'd be great.  

"Are you angry about something, Mr. Chris." Fluttershy said.  It's hard to be mad at the goddess.  Her name should be Angel, that bunny's name should be Lucifer. "Angel, did you do something?" 

"Can you understand him?" I said. 

"Yes, actually. You see, I can talk to animals. Well, umm, 'talk' might not be the right word. It's more like I can understand them." Fluttershy said. She held onto him, sitting him down on the seat between her and Gusty Breeze. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chris. It appears Angel decided to be a rather mischievous bunny today. He's so ornery if some pony wakes him up from his nap." 

W-Wait, he was sleeping in her cleavage.  I saw him rubbing his eyes.  That bump we experience, he thought it was me waking him up? 

Damn little shit! 

"Ha! That's rich. Bunny blocking, I never heard that one." Gusty Breeze said.  I raised a slow eyebrow. "Aww, come on Chris.  You didn't miss much.  I promise. Anyways," Gusty Breeze leaned in close and pulled me in, "I'm working on one 'Tartarus' of a special surprise for you.  No joking, I promise with all my heart as a mare.  Just be patient, alright." 

Alright Gusty Breeze, I'll trust you." I said. S-She, kissed my cheek? I guess, this train ride isn't all bad. I managed to get to first base. "Nice."

"More where that came from, Chris." Gusty Breeze winked at me. 

Huh, that mountain top is getting closer.  It looks like we're on some winding path now. 

"Next stop, Canterlot! Ten minutes! Ten minutes till the Canterlot stop!" A stallion shouted, walking down the center aisle. 

Alright, this is going to be beyond weird, I just know it.  Not to mention, there's no turning back even if I wanted to turn back.  Ready or not, I'm coming to the capital of Equestria.  Princess Luna, I hope you know what you're doing sending me here.
> I'm up for the challenge (In more ways than one) Part 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)


"Mr. Chris, we've arrived.  Be mindful of the sudden jerk, love." Doctor Transfusion said.  The car jerked forward, and then backward.  It stopped.  The train's strong whistle echoed throughout the car.  The dark crimson colored mare at my side stood up.  She adjusted her clothes.  Her scintillating hands disappeared into her beautiful, ghost-white hair.  The mare's ears, poking through the top of her hair, twitched.  I picked up the bag she pointed towards, the black bag with the red plus sign.  Doctor Transfusion nodded at me after she fixed her tail. "Do be careful with the bag, Mr. Chris.  The objects inside are fragile." 

I nodded to the doc.  I must stick close to her at all costs.  She's my lifeline.

Wow, this damn bag is heavy.  How the hell did I not notice it?  Score one for the adrenaline in my system.

Fuck, that sun is bright. It's blasting through the passenger car door. I'm surprised these creatures aren't blind from this sunlight. Though, heh, this reminds me of a player emerging from Vault 101 for their first time. They're blinded by the brilliant light of the sun. Seconds fade, and the player's vision adjust. A hellish, war-torn wasteland greets the player. I'm thankful that isn't what is greeting me. Canterlot is a city of wonder and fantasy.

I need to watch my step. This isn't a videogame.  There are no continues; there are no save points; there are no check points; and -- if I die -- it is game over.  This is real life, extreme survival mode.... 

Okay, who turned out the lights?  Is it game over..., or do I even need to ask "who" is playing a trick on me at this point? 

"Umph," I found myself pulled back.  I'm not complaining.  What's behind me is soft. "Come on Gusty Breeze, let go."

"..." A slight chuckle came from behind me.  Wait, that isn't Gusty Breeze's scent. "Hello, Mr. Chris." 

F-Fluttershy..., oh, oh damn.  Her breasts are soft.  Her arms are soft too.  Her entire body feels so soft.  Now I'm even more pissed off at that damn "Angel" bunny for fucking me over.  

"Bahaha!  Nice one, Fluttershy.  His face is totally red." Gusty Breeze said.  Damn that mare and her antics.  She's -- F-Fluttershy....  She is like, way, "way" soft.  I don't think "soft" describes the sensation.  It's what a person wishes they could go to sleep with and wake up to the rest of their damn lives.  Yea, rolling my eyes here, Doctor Transfusion doesn't look pissed at all. "Fine 'Doctor Transfusion,' I just wanted to have a little fun." 

"Eep." Fluttershy said. 

Gusty Breeze did it this time.  The doc is mad as hell.  

"It is alright, love. I know the mare beside you is the culprit.  She's a rather naughty thing." Doctor Transfusion said.  She shook her head and walked forward. "Gusty 'E' Breeze, shouldn't you 'be' somewhere?"

Wow, I never realized Fluttershy was that tall.  She's a good five inches taller than Doctor Transfusion, maybe two inches over Gusty Breeze.  Not to mention, Fluttershy's breasts are a good two or three cup-sizes bigger than the doc's, maybe one size bigger than Gusty Breeze, but, her wings a little weird. Fluttershy's wings seem large like Gusty Breeze's wings.  See, right there, that pegasus mare passing by us has smaller wings than Fluttershy and Gusty Breeze.  Are wing sizes like breasts sizes and height?

"Chris," Gusty Breeze pulled me in close, the right side of my face pressing into her left breast, "we're gonna head towards the Titaness registration.  You keep a good watch on Fu-Fu."

"Okay, you can let me --" I'm being pulled in closer.

"By the way 'Chris,' don't think I forgot about yesterday.  I still owe you." Gusty Breeze leaned in and whispered into my ear.  Her eyes glanced at Fluttershy.  The yellow pegasus mare looked at me and blushed. "I got something 'special' on the way, later today at our hotel.  Fu-Fu already agreed to it, so be ready, 'love.'"

That's the second kiss I've gotten.  Man, I love this fucking weird ass place!

Off those two go into the distance.  It's hard to believe those two mares can fly.  Heh, those two must have fallen from heaven to deploy those airbags. 

"Ahem." Doctor Transfusion said.  Her dark crimson finger tapped against her arm. "Ready, Mister Chris?" 

Sorry doc, I promise to behave myself.  You don't need to glare at me from over those black-rimmed glasses of yours.  

"Would you like a mint?" Doctor Transfusion said.  She produced a red cylinder from her lab coat pocket. "They help with bad breath."

"Do I have halitosis?" I said. The mare chuckled to herself, and then shook her head. "Thanks."

"I have several, so keep the container." Doctor Transfusion said.  I placed the red vial into my pocket. "Looks like a blood-vial, doesn't it?  It's why I like the design.  The mints aren't half-bad, either."

Phew, these mints are strong.  It's like concentrated peppermint extract.

Okay Chris, time to keep up for real.  Do not get lost, do not get lost, DO NOT GET LOST!  Just keep repeating that to yourself because if you get lost, you are dead meat. 

"Mr. Chris, we will be heading to the market district on the east side of Canterlot, so please stick close to me.  Though some creatures are odd, others can be violent." Doctor Transfusion said. I'm doing my best to keep up with your firm stride, doc. "Love, please try to keep up.  Mrs. Rarity is not a mare to be disappointed."

That's easy for you to say, doc.  You're not hauling some twenty-pound bag of crap around.  My arms are like jello from our little "stride" through Ponyville this morning. 

M-Man, this, this shit, phew..., this shit is heavy.  I know I'm not the strongest man on Earth, but, but damn this shit is heavy.  No matter how heavy, I can't drop this bag. Doctor Transfusion said there are fragile things inside.  She'd have my hide if they broke.  I just hope this workout is worth the reward at the end.  

It's hard to fathom this fantasy scene come to life.  Every bit of it is so surreal.  I feel like I'm in some weird, fantasy-esque New York Times Square amongst this crowd.  

A plethora of gorgeous mares, towels draped over their shoulders, just walked by us. It looks like we're walking by a gym. I can just make out several buffed up stallions and beefy as hell yaks inside. And, oh, oh damn, there are some beautiful zebras inside the gym too. Hell, I even see some sexy a fuck dragons. They're flirting with a couple of stallions and three mares.

And, there goes the gym.  Whatever, I've gotta keep up the pace.

Huh, that's odd as hell. What is she supposed to be, some busty bug-horse species? I wonder what they are called. Over there on the corner, yea, that's definitely a minotaur on the corner with a microphone. He has some goat helpers, too. It sounds like he's advertising that gym we just passed. I'm must be hearing things. Did he just call himself Iron Will?

Okay, we're on a street corner with a sign that says something I can't read.  Why am I surprised?

This is perfect.  I need to learn how to read.  I wonder if the doc or Gusty Breeze would teach me Ponyish? 

No Chris, bad idea. That is beyond bad.  Gusty Breeze would torment you, and you're not into super kinky stuff.  That mare would play some weird strip-tease "get an answer right and I take off a piece of clothing" type of game.  I mean, it sounds awesome in theory but so does me trying to fly in this world, heh.

"Come one, come all!  Witness the Great and Powerful Trixie's Grand Finale performance this evening!" A mare bellowed.  It looks like the light-blue mare is handing out fliers.  She's just passing those things out to everyone.  Avert your eyes, Chris.  Keep walking Chris, just keep walking -- oh my god!  Is she a magician or a damn call-girl, or would it be a call-mare?  That has got to be the "sluttiest" magician's outfit I've seen in my life. "Starlight.  Starlight, knock.  It.  Off!  I've got a performance to announce.  Hey, let me go.  Save it for when we're in the wagon.  Starlight!"

I guess Starlight is the one dragging the Great and Powerful -- no, that's wrong of me. It's wrong of me to call Trixie a slut. Those outfits are meant to be revealing. Still, her risqué getup borders on adult entertainment. I think Heffner would be proud to call her a bunny. Hell, she's already sporting the ears, stockings, and tight-fitting outfit.

There goes a yak and a dragon, and now there's another bug-pony thing passing by us.  Dude, that's some creepy shit.  If you colored these bug-pony things all black, they'd look like Xenomorphs.  That sends shivers down my spine.  I hope they don't have face huggers in Equestria, or Canterlot.

"Are you alright, Mr. Chris?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Y-Yes, I'm just getting used to things." I said. 

"If you're curious, that's Ms. Luminescence, a reformed creature called a Changeling.  Like other changelings, she has," the changeling winked at us, "t-the power to shape-shift." Doctor Transfusion said. The doc blushed.  Her tail shivered.  She waved at Ms. Luminescence. "I've begged my employers to study the Changelings' biology and genes.  They won't budge on the topic however.  It'd cost too much money."

Uh huh, now that's interesting, doc.  You're hiding some secrets of your own.  I wonder what team you play on, heh heh.

"Genetics is a fascinating field of research." I said. 

"Indeed." Doctor Transfusion said.  

And... we're walking. We're still walking. Still walking, now we're walking some more. It'd be nice to take a cab. The damn novelty has worn off, all these different creatures passing us.  

Guess what Chris, you're still walking. 

It's a damn good thing these shoes are comfortable. I've got to remind myself to thank Mrs. Rarity. If these shoes are made from scratch, that mare needs to give the info to those idiots back on Earth. These things better than sneakers. 

Here comes another street sign. Surprise, asshole! You still can't read a damn thing, can you? The only thing smaller than your dick size and your sperm count would be your IQ, moron! I'm fine, I'm cool, I'll, I'll just need to buckle down and study when this job is over. I'll be in Equestria for a long time from what I'm sensing.

"Chris!" Doctor Transfusion yelled.

"Whoa!" I said. Phew, at least the bag is safe. Damn, my butt is going to be sore today. That hurt! "Anyone catch the plate number of the truck that almost ran my ass over?" 

"Sorry there, little fellah.  Ah didn't see ya.  Uhh, no offense on the 'little' part there, heh heh." The mare said.    

No wonder you didn't see me, titzilla. I could take shelter under your damn knockers in a hurricane. Wow, I'm not a thigh man, but... heh, thick-thighs save lives as they say. This mare has that whole cute farm girl motif going for her, complete with cowgirl hat. She's pretty easy on the eyes.

"Applejack, it's good to see you.  Is Mrs. Rarity still at her place?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

Ahh, so this is the famous Applejack that Gusty Breeze talked about on the train. I'm not going to complain about being knocked down. Heh, this mare is definitely easy on the eyes. And speaking of eyes, I'm digging Applejack's soothing green eyes. They're just a shade lighter than the doc's. This Applejack mare also has some cute freckle marks on her face.

"Whoa..." I said. 

"There ya go, little fellah.  Sorry about knocking ya down like that without giving a proper hello.  I'm in a hurry, as ya can tell, heh heh.  These pies ain't gonna deliver themselves." Applejack said.  She waved at me and Doctor Transfusion. "By the way, ta answer that question Doctor Transfusion, Rarity is at her place.  She's also a little on the 'weird' side.  Ya know, 'cravings' and all." 

Now that's some serious pony power.  Applejack's left a decent trail in her wake.

"You know Mr. Chris, Ms. Applejack is single." Doctor Transfusion whispered. I slowly turned, the doc leaning close to my right ear. In a slow, calm manner, I shook my head, twice. Applejack is muscular, but in a great feminine way that balances power with goddess-esque sexiness. It's like a woman who stays in regular shape with visible, defined muscle tone. However, there's no damn way we'd go at it. Applejack looks like she bench-presses tractor wheels, and she trains her thighs by crushing trees. She'd snap me in half, no doubt. "It's just a joke, love. Ms. Applejack is married to her work." 

It's for the best. Applejack will find that special someone, I know it. As for myself, I'd be nice if that saying there's someone out there for everyone, but it's a fallacy. In the great rat-race of life, there are winners and loser, and I'm just a bottom of the barrel -- shit doc, wait up for me, will you? I can't even get a thought in edge-wise here, damn. 

It's still hard to fathom the doc can blush. What is she thinking about?

"Are you the type who's holding out for the right mare, Mr. Chris?" Doctor Transfusion said. She winked at me. Her soft, ghost white tail brushed against my face. We continued down the gray stone road, and then stopped. "There, across the street, I can see it. Mrs. Rarity's Canterlot Boutique d'excellence, an absolute staple for the crème de la crème in Equestria. Between you and me Mr. Chris, I hope Mrs. Rarity's levels are alright."

What the hell is going, doc? What's so special about her pregnancy? What aren't you telling me?

Whatever, it's none of my business. I'm just the assistant. I'll just be on-guard and standby. At least I'll see what Mrs. Rarity looks like, and by judging from Fluttershy and Applejack, she's probably smoking hot.  

"Mrs. Rarity, are you in, love? It's me, Doctor Transfusion." The doc said. She and I walked forward. The mare closed the door behind us, and then leaned towards me, "This is odd. Do you think she might have stepped out, Mr. Chris?" 

I shrugged.  How the hell should I know if she stepped out? 

Man, this is some Scooby Doo bullshit.  It's not dark, but it ain't lit up.  There's a decent amount of light to see the place.  Wow.  We're in a clothing store alright.  There are racks upon racks of clothes; dresses, suits and ties, every bit of it looks handmade.  This is some high-quality stuff, alright.  How does she hand-make all of these clothes?  There's no way Mrs. Rarity does it alone.

I'm officially creeped out right now.  The place is super quiet.  There are no patrons here, either.  If me and the doc split up, I'm bound to find Mrs. Rarity, and that doesn't sit well with me. There's something Doctor Transfusion isn't telling me something about Mrs. Rarity, and it's getting on my nerves. She shouldn't keep her assistant in the dark. 

"I apologize if this is rude, but what aren't you telling me, doc?  What's so special about Mrs. Rarity's case?" I said. 

"Patient confidentiality, Mr. Chris." Doctor Transfusion said.  Yes, I'm familiar with that concept due to my mother being a nurse, but you could at least trust me, doc.  I "am" your assistant on this job.  O-Okay, this is creepy.  Who leaves gems lying around, in a damn bowl like a center piece.  Is, that a... bite mark?  There's a bite-mark taken out of a gem?!  How did something bite into a gemstone as if it were a bagel?! "That's intriguing.  A blue-sapphire with a bite taken out of it.  Did Mrs. Rarity's husband snack on this one?  Or, oh dear.  Has Mrs. Rarity's diet changed, again?" 

What the fuck?! Her diet changed to eating gems. I don't even want to know what creature eats gems like rock candy. Is Mrs. Rarity -- wait a minute.

Yea, it's more pronounced now.  This way doc, I think it's through here.  

"That's odd." I said. It's coming from up the stairs. Over here, near the door. "This scent, it's more pronounced than yours, Doctor Transfusion." 

"That's a little rude. Are you saying I smell?" Doctor Transfusion said. 

"Yes.  I mean, no.  What I mean --" I sighed, "-- sorry, it's a bit weird." I said. This perfume is odd.  It's not like Fluttershy's flowery scent. "I apologize if my comment was rude.  What I intended to say, what I wanted to say is that I have a sensitive nose.  My mother always said I could sniff out a -- never mind, too crass.  Anyways, the scent is stronger in this room." 

There's a small light coming from the door.  Did we come in and this mare didn't hear us?  I thought Doctor Transfusion announced herself pretty clearly.  

The door squeaked open. Several items whirled, whizzed, and buzzed about the room.  A mare sat on a stool near a desk.  Her hair and tail are odd.  Shaded colors exist on mares, how?  

"Is that, Mrs. Rarity?" I whispered. Doctor Transfusion nodded. "M-Mrs. Rarity?"

"Wah!" The mare said. 

Everything fell to the floor. I darted behind Doctor Transfusion. Please don't kill me, weird lady. I don't want to die. I've got a sexy date with two mares later today. 

Doctor Transfusion waved. 

"Goodness darling, you startled me.  It's all right," Mrs. Rarity waved at me, "you don't have to hide.  I don't bite." She said.  The mare waved at me. "My, he is rather skittish."

"You do not know the half of it, love." Doctor Transfusion said.  She put a firm hand on my back and pushed me forward. "I apologize if we are late."

Mrs. Rarity's a beautiful fertility statue come to life.  The sunlight beaming through the window glints off every inch of her in the most elegant way possible.  From the shades of purple in her hair to the tip of her well-groomed tail, to her shoulders and chest cover by the robe to her elegant legs, every inch of this mare is breathtaking.  Her large belly gracefully protrudes through the open slit of the robe, the mare's bellybutton popped out.  She must be damn near full-term with a belly that huge.  I'd wager triplets, possibly quintuplets.  Her robe struggles to hold back those gargantuan breasts with each step the mare takes; Mrs. Rarity's chest dwarfs Fluttershy's massive mammaries by six cups, if not eight.  It's just -- her husband is one damn lucky son of a bitch.  Mrs. Rarity is just, just wow.

"You'll make me blush, darling." Mrs. Rarity said.  I closed my eyes and smiled. "I do thank you for coming on such short notice, Doctor Transfusion.  The blood-work absolutely slipped my mind." 

"To be honest Mrs. Rarity, I'm grateful Dr. Rattle gave me the opportunity to draw the sample." Doctor Transfusion said.  She nodded to me.  I stepped forward alongside the doc. "Oh, Mr. Chris, wasn't there something you wanted me to 'remind' you about?"

I'm here to do this job, doc....

"Y-Yes, right." I said.  Mrs. Rarity raised an eyebrow.  Her eyes widened.  She appeared to scan every inch of me. "Thank you so, so much for the clothes, Mrs. Rarity. They're wonderful and fit like a dream.  I've never felt clothes or fabric this awesome.  The stuff in my world doesn't compare to it."

Umm, w-why is she coming closer.

Omph!  Damn, this is one gentle, soft hug.  Heh, not like Fluttershy's super soft body, but hell, I'm not complaining.  Mrs. Rarity's perfume smells awesome, too. 

"You are quite welcome, Mr. Chris.  I'm glad those clothes found a good owner.  They fit you spectacularly." Mrs. Rarity said. She let go.  I smiled at her and said thank you again. "Now, on to business.  Where do I need to sit?"

"Wherever you would like, Mrs. Rarity." Doctor Transfusion said.  Mrs. Rarity sat down on the side of the bed.  The doc pointed at me, and then the black bag.  I placed the bag on a nearby chair.  Several implements are inside, all of them organized into different compartments.  Hmm, there, the doc needs this first. "Thank you, Mr. Chris."

I'm the assistant, doc. There's no need to thank me.

"Again, I do apologize for not greeting you two in the store.  My assistant is on break, and when she left, I had a sudden burst of pragmatic inspiration for a new design.  To poach a phrase from Rainbow Dash, I've been 'in the zone,' and I know this latest ensemble will be a masterpiece." She said.  Doctor Transfusion slipped the band around the pregnant mare's arm.  The doc donned some gloves.  Mrs. Rarity took several deep breaths.  Yea, getting stuck isn't pleasant.  And just like that, we're all done. "You are a true professional, Doctor Transfusion.  I doubt that mark will be there when I wake up tomorrow.  I hate to ask," Mrs. Rarity sighed, "but could you help a lady up, Doctor Transfusion?  Even with my new magic, training with Twilight when I can, it's difficult to get up and move around at times.  I can't believe my due date isn't for another year."

Say wha?! W-Wha... how? She's pregnant as all hell and not due for another year? There's no word in the human language to describe this shit. This mare looks like she could fucking pop at any moment. How is she still not due for another year?! 

Know what Chris, just, just deal with it. You have got to realize sooner or later this is place is not Earth: it is Equestria.

"And... there we go, Mrs. Rarity.  I do want to be careful," Doctor Transfusion smiled, "not to use my full strength.  Anyways, we'll place the vial inside the hospital's mobile refrigeration box. These little things are a marvel of engineering." Doctor Transfusion said.  She smiled at the closed white box.  Yea, she's a geek alright.  I never knew someone could fawn over a box.  The doc is probably fantasizing, having an orgasm about the results.  What would you call a fantasy orgasm anyways, a fangasm?  Whatever, we all have our quirks. "Mrs. Rarity, thank you for the opportunity.  I cannot wait to study your results." 

Mrs. Rarity hugged Doctor Transfusion.  The two mares stood at eye level.  They nodded at each other.

I guess it's time we left.

Omph! Okay, okay, it was nice to meet you too, Mrs. Rarity.  Thanks for the second hug.

"Please drop by if you two ever need an outfit or two." Mrs. Rarity waved at us.  She's married to her work just like Applejack. "Now, time for this masterpiece to come to life!  Mwuhahaha!"

Yea, she's crazy. That mare's husband is lucky to have her and the capability to deal with her.


*** *** ***


"Your professionalism needs a little work, but it's acceptable." Doctor Transfusion said.  The mare has one strange, hearty grin while she's grasping that white box in her hands.  The box is just reflecting off her eyes. "Think of the possibilities.  We could learn so much from this specimen.  It would -- ahem," Doctor Transfusion adjusted her lab coat, "please keep this safe, Mr. Chris.  We have a schedule to keep, so please keep up the pace.  We're off to another engagement."


"Tomorrow, an incident will happen in Canterlot, and you will be in the thick of it."


Now I'm hearing things. That sounded like Princess Luna.  

This, this isn't right. I get a bad feeling holding onto this box with Mrs. Rarity's blood sample in it. The doc said for me to hold onto it, to keep it safe. I better put this in my pocket vs. in the bag. I'll put these mints in one of the spare refrigerant boxes and keep it in the bag. If someone steals the bag, they'll get a fake sample. Right, Princess Luna? 

"Mr. Chris, this is an important appointment we must keep." Doctor Transfusion said.  She tapped the silver watch on her left wrist. "It concerns you, 'love.'"

Okay doc, okay, I'm hurrying up.  Damn Princess Luna and that weird sensation she put into my head. She has me creeped out to hell and back.

This mare does not let up on the pace.  She's almost halfway down the block.

"Doctor Transfusion," I'm going to come right out and ask, "'why' does Mrs. Rarity have different eyes than yours? Not to mention, what's the deal with her horn and those two 'bumps' on her back?" I said. Doc, doc don't you dare bullshit me. "If I'm to be a proper assistant, I must know what I'm assisting with, right?"

She's slowing down. 

"Fair enough, Mr. Chris, and I must say, your perception is spot on.  Those two 'bumps' as you call them are Mrs. Rarity's wings.  Her eyes are also more 'unique' than mine.  You see, Mrs. Rarity is part dragon, however, she is more than just a mere mare who's part dragon.  That mare, through an wondrous, blessed moment also became part alicorn." Doctor Transfusion said.  Her pace has slowed.  The mare's eyes are firm. "It's a happy memory etched into my mind, beyond the darkness that came before it.  Sorry," Doctor Transfusion took off her glasses and wiped her eyes, "I don't want to talk about that subject.  Another time, perhaps."

It's not hard to sense something happened, doc. I'm sorry for your loss. 

"Whatever the case, I wish Mrs. Rarity the best of luck. I just hope I wasn't too impolite, thanking her too many times for the clothes." I said.

"Not at all. Mrs. Rarity is a mare who's happy to help out those in need." Doctor Transfusion said. The job is done. It's time we headed out and -- where are we going? "Mr. Chris, we will be staying at this hotel for the night. The train to Ponyville doesn't arrive for another day. Also, don't worry about the specimen. It is safely secured in that refrigeration containment vessel. Our limit for storage in those containers is seventy-two hours. After that, the crystal runs out of magic."

This place is posh. It's more decked out than any deluxe five-star retreat on Earth. I hope this won't cost a fortune. I'm broke as hell. The dirt in Equestria has more money than I do, heh.

Oh my god, Equestria has... AC!  Yes!  Yes!  YEEEEESSSS!  They have AC.  Thank god they have AC here in Canterlot.  I can feel the cool wind blowing on me from the vents.  Right, so let me guess, that shit in Ponyville doesn't have AC because it's in the boonies.  Hell, I don't care about elevators.  They have AC!  It's fan-fucking-tastic.

"AC is nice.  I've thought about installing a unit for the cottage." Doctor Transfusion said.  Doc, if I'm staying at your place, you get some motherfucking AC!  I'll slave away in a diamond mine if that's what it takes to get one.  Right, in we go into the elevator. "Up to the penthouse, please."

"Yes, ma'am." The mare said.

Zippy little thing, I do have to say. This elevator climbed up twenty-five floors in six seconds flat.

"Now," Doctor Transfusion and I stepped out of the elevator, "I believe Gusty Breeze mentioned a 'reward' for you, Mr. Chris." She tossed a gold coin to the elevator mare.  The elevator's doors closed.  Wow, this is a hell of a grand view.  You can see a ton of Canterlot from this place.  The doc's hand is warm.  Is she alright? "Chris, please enjoy yourself.  I've told Gusty Breeze to be gentle, along with your other 'playmate' in your bedroom.  Your room is over there, on the other side.  You have a full master suite to yourself.  I'm going to relax for a bit at the hotel bar."

Okay... t-this just got weird.  The doc took off her lab coat and unfurled her hair and tail.  What did she mean by "my reward?"

O-Oh damn, oh fuck YES! Please, merciful deities of Earth and Equestria, I beseech thee, let today be the day I lose my V-Card.
> I'm up for the challenge (In more ways than one) Part 2
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This Strange World ( or My Isekai'd Life)


"... sex makes a baby, but love carries that child into the world."

It's one hell of a thing to get "the talk" when you're eight, but all of us hear it in due time.  Back then, I'll never forget what you said, mom.  Throughout my life you taught me about science and explained how a baby happens when a man and a woman have sex.  However, one part confused me.  At eight years old, I thought love meant sex.  When you saw my confusion mom, you sat me down.  You looked at me, hugged me, smiled, and then said love and sex are different.  You said love, true adamant love, happens when a person meets someone they will cherish throughout their life.  It happens when two people meet who can trust each other and share their lives with one another til they part.  Mom, love is the reason you cherished my father, and when he passed away, you told me that my father -- the love of your life -- took a little part of you with him when he died.  That's what real love means.

Your words stuck with me, mom.  Even as I got older, they remained closed to my heart.  Your kind words echoed within me and made me realize my wish.  I wanted to start a family of my own.  But... I failed.  I failed myself.  I pushed people away because their eyes felt hollow.  We reap what we sow, huh mom? 

I guess that's why this feels awkward right now.  Gusty Breeze and Doctor Transfusion, they don't... make me feel that way.  Their beautiful eyes look back at me, instead of through me.  With all my heart, I want to be near Gusty Breeze.  I want to be near Doctor Transfusion.

"..."

It sounds like two voices. They're on the other-side of the white door.  

I should be honest with myself.  I need answers.  I need answers to some tough questions.  There's just one problem.  None of it will happen if that damn door knob isn't turned.

"H-Hello," the door creaked open, "is anyone in here?" I said. The door creaked as it closed. There's, no one in here? That can't be right. I know there were voices. Where did they go? "Hello? Is anyone in --"

The lights went out.

My body feels warm.  Someone kissed me.

"..." A voice chuckled.

This scent, I know it. The same goes for the soft texture. These gentle hands on my chest feel familiar, too. The mare who rescued me has her arms draped around my chest. Fluttershy kissed me. There's no doubt. 

"Umm...." I said. The lights came back on. The warm sensation left my chest. "Wow."  

"H-Hello, Mr. Chris." Fluttershy said. She sat down on the large bed's white sheet. The mare patted the space off to her right side. Her black-silk robe is beyond beautiful. Fluttershy's long pink hair looks so elegant in the light beaming through the window. The mare looks beautiful. "We've... b-been expecting you." 

Gusty Breeze's elegant hand graced my cheek.  The mare, sporting a similar black silk robe to Fluttershy's, walked in a sultry, seductive manner towards the bed.  Wow, I didn't know her hair was pinned up.  It doesn't have Fluttershy's length, but damn close.

No. No, no, no, no, I need to remain firm and get my questions answered.  

"You sure know how to keep a mare waiting." Gusty Breeze said.  She sat down on the bed.  Her left index finger twirled around the empty space next to her.  The mare's generous smile faded.  She raised an eyebrow, "Is everything alright, Chris?" 

"I... just...." I said.  Do it, Chris! The words are there, damn it. Say those words and ask them. "The thing, the thing is I wanted to say thanks, for starters.  Thanks for putting up with me, Gusty Breeze.  It isn't easy.  I tend to drive people away because I'm nervous about getting close with others."

Did I say the wrong thing? The room feels quiet. 

"Hahaha! Ahaha!" Gusty Breeze's laughter echoed in the small room. "Chris," Gusty Breeze curled her finger at me, "you shouldn't be so serious, guy.  Come on over here and sit down between us 'lovely' ladies.  We.  Don't.  Bite... 'much,' I promise." 

"Gusty Breeze, you should be more sensitive.  He's trying to open up." Fluttershy crossed her arms.  She patted the empty space next to her. "An open ear and an open heart go a long way.  Right, Gusty Breeze?" 

Well, the bed feels soft. Though, it's not as soft as these two warm hands around my waist.

I'm keeping my hands to myself.  My hands are staying in my lap. 

"Chris, you want to get the low-down on this mare, the one that saved your life?" Gusty Breeze pointed at her chest with her right thumb, her left hand still on my left hip. I nodded to her. The mare lowered her hand. She smiled. "Believe it or not stud, I know what you're thinking. That look in your eyes is way, WAY familiar with me. You want to drive ponies away... err, other, creatures away. See, I know you think of the weirdest, most pathetic thing that comes to mind. You say it, and then see the reaction to help drive others away. You're worried about getting close. It does no good to keep flying that horrible path. It's empty; it's lonely; and above all else, it leads nowhere. Trust me."

"Mm hmm." Fluttershy said. 

I can't look away from Gusty Breeze's eyes.  No, I don't want to look away from them.  She's being honest with me.

"I've been in your horse-shoes, Chris, so take this bit of advice from a mare who's flown that path. My attitude almost cost me everything. It nearly drove Fluttershy away, a real honest-to-goodness friend who's always been there for me.  As a real friend, Fluttershy took me aside, sat me down, spoke her mind, and left me to make a choice.  Either I would continue to fly that horrible path and find myself alone, or I could learn to change who I was, for the better.  Get me?" Gusty Breeze said.  I sighed. "At the day's end, you and you alone are the one who forges your own path, but," Gusty Breeze rested her right hand on my face, our eyes connecting, "there's nothing that says you're confined to a single path.  Life isn't a narrow hallway.  It's a beautiful open field, waiting to be explored and experienced.  Get me?"  

A beautiful open field, huh?

Odd, I... don't feel -- it's gone. That knot in my chest isn't there anymore.

Everyone needs a little bit of kindness in their life, right Gusty Breeze?  And, you are right.  You are 100% right, Gusty Breeze.  Life is an open field.  I've found myself in a wondrous new world.  Equestria has a plethora of beautiful, new opportunities to explore.  I promise to light up and chill, Gusty Breeze.  Thanks for the bit of advice.

"I had several questions, but I guess you answered, Gusty Breeze. Though, I do have one question." I said. Gusty Breeze smiled, and then kissed me on the lips. Fluttershy blushed. "..."

"So, we ready to fuck or what?" Gusty Breeze said.  There goes the mood, thanks Gusty Breeze. "Knew that would get your attention, heh heh.  Anyways Chris, don't get too hung up on every little detail in life. You should enjoy the moment and let things play out.  Besides, I promised you a 'reward,' and I always keep my promises.  This reward is extra special, too."

That knot in my chest isn't there right now. Is this what I want? Is Gusty Breeze telling me to take her hand and trust her, and that she'll be there for me?

"Chris, it is alright, I promise. Gusty Breeze wanted to reward you with something special, so, a-are you ready?" Fluttershy said. I looked at her. I looked at Gusty Breeze. I put my hands on their backs, both mares kissing my cheeks. Yea, I'm ready if this is what they want -- huh, where did that box come from? I heard Fluttershy snap her finger, and then there was that box. "H-Here, this is for you."

This box looks nice.  It's a dark matte green finish.  There's even a card on the box that.  Says... to Chris?  Wait, how come this is in English?

"Sweet bottle, thanks." I said.  This is pretty cool.  It looks handmade, too. "This is nice." 

Wow, I'd dare not drop this thing.  There's no doubt it would shatter on the carpet.  

"Pfft... haha! You're a trip, Chris.  The top comes off.  Time to 'drink up,' smooth talker." Gusty Breeze said. Ack!  I'd prefer to keep the top on this bottle.  My sense of smell is going haywire. "Fluttershy called in a favor with her zebra friend who runs a little potion shop here in Canterlot from time to time. Zecora made that specifically for you, stud.  In your hands is one Tartarus of an aphrodisiac. Stallions across Equestria would give their left nut to drink that stuff.  A few mares would love to take a swig, too."

Equestrian horny goat weed, charming.  This doesn't sound fishy.  

"You see. My.  Precious.  Stallion." Gusty Breeze bit down on her lip.  She leaned as I gulped. "That drink will get your motor running hotter than the sun, among 'other' things.  Not to mention, I'm damn curious what it does to you.  So, bottoms up." 

This stuff doesn't smell safe.  To be honest, it smells like paint thinner.  However, I trust you, Gusty Breeze. 

"Wow, that's strong." I said. I've got to trust Gusty Breeze and get beyond this horrible smell. "It's safe, huh?"

Fluttershy blushed.   

"It's strong alright, heh heh." Gusty Breeze said.  She stopped me.  The mare placed the bottle's top in my hand, "I won't force you to drink it, Chris. This potion is for you.  It's not to pleasure me and Fluttershy.  Deep down, I know that look in your eyes.  You want to feel that strong, unbridled sensation of passion and love, not some cheap 'rub-out' you get from a five-bit haughty-mare on the street corner. The reason I got that potion is the fact I want to make this one Tartarus of a memorable moment, for you.  If you feel uncomfortable, then --" her eyes widened, "-- whoa yea.  Chug that shit, Chris!  Chug it like a frat stallion!" 

O-Oh god... that tasted beyond nasty. It smelled like paint thinner and tasted like fucking gasoline. Yuck! I'm just glad it was in an amber bottle the size of a small perfume bottle. 

"Umph," Gusty Breeze bit down on her lip, "I'm already wet, and we haven't even started.  Now, we are going to take this nice and easy.  The potion takes ten minutes for the full effects to kick-in.  To tell the truth, Fu-Fu is such a worry wart.  She gave me nine extra bits to have Zecora whip up an 'antidote' to the potion if there was an issue." Gusty Breeze said. She ran her hand through my hair. Well, my body feels the same. Huh? "Remember Chris, we are 'consenting' to this, got it.  You're not coercing us.  You're not fucking with our minds.  We 'decided' of our own accord, okay." 

"Hmm," I nodded. 

So, ten minutes for some alien pony horny goat weed aphrodisiac to kick in, no pressure.  

"Sorry.  This'll be my first time." I said.  I sat on the bed between the two Titanesses.  

"And I'm not a virgin? Don't pretend I didn't overhear you listening to my chatty 'weight-mate' about me. There's a first time for every mare and stallion, a first time for every man and woman, right?" Gusty Breeze rested her hand on my hand. Her hands are warm. Fluttershy's hand feels warm, too. "This'll be one moment you'll never forget, I promise." 

The room is quiet. This'll be a tough question to ask, tougher to answer. 

"Fluttershy.  I -- how do I put this delicately?  You're beautiful, don't get me wrong.  I'm thrilled you're joining us, but... what's your stake in this, Fluttershy?  I'm just curious." I said.  Fluttershy's wings shot out.  They twitched about.  She's struggling to retract them. "Are you alright?"  

Fluttershy's elegant hands are in her lap, flustered being an understatement for this mare. 

"Well, ahem, we'll consider this little personal event a welcome to Ponyville and Equestria surprise for you.  Also, there's, umm --" Fluttershy tapped her two index fingers together "-- oh my, t-this is so embarrassing." Fluttershy said.  She covered her delicate face with her hands.  The mare rested her hands between her sensual legs. "Please keep this a secret, okay?  You see, the truth is I always... wanted to have... a... threesome.  I wanted to 'do it' with a stallion and another mare.  I've been so embarrassed about it, and Princess Luna is the only other pony who knows my secret.  She helps me with some of my fantasy dreams.  When Gusty Breeze asked me to help reward you, this opportunity felt like a dream come true.  It's so exhilarating." 

I asked, and I got my answer.  A threesome sounds fun as hell to me.  

Huh, nothing.  My body feels fine.  I guess the potion is a dud.  I hope Gusty Breeze kept the receipt. 

"Five minutes, Chris.  We'll get going in five minutes." Gusty Breeze said.  She kissed me on the lips. "Fluttershy has helped me out a lot, but this is one of the biggest favors ever.  I wasn't sure she would agree to it."  

Fluttershy placed a hand near her mouth and giggled.  She rested her warm, kind, gentle hand on my back.  

This is beyond nerve wracking.  Gusty Breeze said ten minutes, but that can't be right.  Damn, this feels like a dentist's office.  

At this point, even if it's a dud, I'm just happy to feel a sense of passion in my life.  

"You moist, Fluttershy?" Gusty Breeze said.  She grinned. "I could flood half of Equestria." 

Damn, girl.  

"..." Fluttershy chuckled.  She rubbed her legs. "It feels like I'm sitting on Neighagra Falls."

Okay, just, just wow. 

"So, what are we at?" I said. 

"One. Minute.  To.  Go. Chris." Gusty Breeze purred each word.  She rubbed my thigh. "I can't wait to see what that potion does to you, my precious stallion." 

Gusty Breeze is ready to lick to the center of my tootsie pop.  It looks like Fluttershy is ready to burst through her robe.  This potion better start working, now! 

"So, that's ten minutes." I said.  I feel normal. "What was that aphrodisiac supposed to do to me?"

"Hmph! That sucks.  Zecora assured me it'd work on humans.  That little potion would've given you a dick half-your body size with balls the size of Fluttershy's breasts." Gusty Breeze said.  Okay, umm.  Wow.  The human heart can only do so much, Gusty Breeze.  Anything longer than a foot and we got a problem.  I mean -- oh god, that's, that's weird. My body feels... warm. "Well now, it looks like the show's about to start. By the way Chris, I was kidding... somewhat.  It'll make you bigger, longer, stronger, and help you last a good while." 

N-No.  She ain't kidding.  I can... I can feel it.  I gotta get my pants off.  Now!

"Here," Fluttershy pressed on my chest, "I'll help t-take off your pants." She said. Her nimble fingers slipped under my belt.  The mare's delicate hands latched onto my pants.  Off go my underwear and -- holy shit. My circumcised dick is already hard and erect, but... it's still growing.  It typically goes up to five inches, maybe six.  It's up to my bellybutton, possibly at ten inches.  I can, feel it.  My balls are swelling.  They just went from grape-sized to ping-pong ball-sized. "Now," Fluttershy smiled, "it's time for our turn.  We wanted to wait for yours until we used our drinks." 

I glanced away from my slowly enlarging member and caught sight of the two mares drinking a tiny vial.

"You see Chris, Zecora whipped up a potion for us, too, and it's a little more potent than yours.  Ours takes -- oh sweet Celestia.  I've never felt like this before.  How about you, Fluttershy?" Gusty Breeze said.  Her breasts twitched beneath her black silk robe.  Before my eyes, I watched this mare's breasts grow to twice their size.  They're ready to burst through the silk robe.  She patted her butt, and it swelled up.  Gusty Breeze's nipples are almost ready to pierce the robe's fabric. "Damn girl, no fair.  How are you still bigger than me?  Whatever," Gusty Breeze liked her upper lip, "I'm not complaining.  Alright my precious stallion, up we go.  Let's get you situated."

This is unreal.  Fluttershy and Gusty Breeze are growing bigger, and so am I.  

Gusty Breeze laid down on her back. The sash to her robe strained. Her breasts swelled and pushed against the black robe's fabric. More and more the sash tightened. The sash is strong, but the force pushing behind it is even stronger. One hand, one motion opened the flood gates. Time has slowed. Gusty Breeze's beautiful mountainous mammaries spilled forth from her robe. The mare's elegant body is on full display, her blue nipples fully erect.

She spread her well-toned legs apart. The mare curled her index finger at me. I can feel my heart pumping, thrumming, beating inside my chest. 

Fluttershy touched my enlarged manhood. The yellow mare kissed me on the lips, and now she's slightly pushing me forward. I'm truly part stallion. My dick is stallion sized and so are my balls.

"It's okay Chris, relax.  Don't tense up.  We're here for you.  I'm here for you, alright." Gusty Breeze said. My muscles are relaxing.  Fluttershy is at my side.  She's using both hands now.  Gusty Breeze spread her legs even wider. "Sweet, CELES-T-IA! Oomph! That's tight and right as can be! It's," Gusty Breeze's wings shot out across the bed, "it's wonderful. It's still going. Yes!" 

Every throb, each pulsation has caused Gusty Breeze to moan. I f-feel every inch of her. I feel this mare's mare-hood surrounding my enlarging dick while she's massaging her huge breasts. It's smooth and beautiful. I've never felt anything like this in my life!

Fluttershy planted a firm kiss on my lips. She ran her index finger up my back, and then down my chest. Her black-silk robe is filling out. The robe popped open. Fluttershy's breasts grew. They dwarf Gusty Breeze's bountiful breasts.  

"Are you ready, Gusty Breeze?" Fluttershy said said.  

"Yea!" Gusty Breeze moaned.  Fluttershy walked forward.  She climbed onto the bed.  The mare laid on top of Gusty Breeze.  Fluttershy's mare-hood firmly pointed towards Gusty Breeze's face, the yellow mare's butt rested on top of Gusty Breeze's chest.  "Umph!  Time to dig in!" 

"Eep...," Fluttershy's wings shot out, "t-that's talent." She said.  Fluttershy looked up at me. The mare guided my hand forward. Her breasts feel beautiful. They're soft. It's near impossible to describe the warm, gentle sensation. "Ah-ahh...!"

I can feel them both.  They're amazing.  Both of them respond to each touch I make, just like I respond to them. 

Gusty Breeze wrapped her legs around my waist, drawing me closer.

"Ahhh... a-ahh!" Fluttershy moaned.  She rested her head against my chest.  The mare clutched onto my left hand and guided it onto her left breast. "A l-little slower.  A little mo-more smoother, Chris.  Y-Yes! Like that, please. Wonderful! "

Fluttershy's hands are now resting on my back.  She's pulling me forward.  The mare is looking up.  Her lips met mine.  She's forcing her tongue into my mouth while Gusty Breeze moans with each throb.   

"You two.  Are.  Awesome!" I said between breaths.  This is a contortionist act with Fluttershy, but somehow it's working.  We've been at this for ten minutes.  I never lasted this long rubbing one out. Come on, Chris.  You can do it! Keep it going. "Umph!"  

It feels like Fluttershy's breasts are growing even bigger in my hands. She's grown even taller, too. The mare is dwarfing me. She's dwarfing the bed. Gusty Breeze is growing bigger too, along with her titanic tits.  

"A little more, please.  Just a little more." Gusty Breeze said.  Her hands latched onto Fluttershy's waist. I'm, I'm at my limit.  I don't know if I can go any further. "Almost there, Chris.  You can do it, my precious stallion.  Thrust me!"  

I thrust forward, rocking the bed.  Each motion caused Gusty Breeze to moan, the bed's headboard slamming into the wall.  Fluttershy moaned with each stroke of her truly massive breasts.  

Gusty Breeze arched her back. She dug in. Her fingers clenched Fluttershy's butt-cheeks. I massaged Fluttershy's breasts as instructed. I plowed the mare on the bed even harder. Our moans filled the bedroom.

"Ahh!" Fluttershy and Gusty Breeze moaned. 

I, I can't take it. I'm at my limit. 

"GAH!" I said.  I could feel it.  Hell, I can see it.  Gusty Breeze's stomach is inflating.  Fluttershy is rising up.  It's just going and going.  Ha... ahh..., man that feels awesome. "Wow, looks like you're carrying quintuplets." 

I slipped out of Gusty Breeze. I stepped back. Fluttershy stretched her arms and wings. Gusty Breeze stood up.

"It feels warm and wonderful.  You were beyond awesome, my precious stallion." Gusty Breeze rubbed her swollen belly.  She stretched her arms, and then her wings.  Man, I gotta sit on the floor for a sec to catch my breath.  Wow, Gusty Breeze could compete with Mrs. Rarity most pregnant mare with a belly that large. "Okay, that potion -- Oh, Sweet Celestia this feels great.  That potion has 'charges' on it, Chris.  It'll activate your metabolism and help regenerate your stamina.  So, you up for round two?  Good.  Time to switch places."  

She's not kidding. I'm still growing. Now I'm three feet long. It's thick like a body builder's leg. My balls are the size of medicine balls. This isn't happening, but I'm too aroused to stop now. There's an insane power flowing through my body. 

Fluttershy bit down on her pinkie-finger.  She splayed herself on the bed.  Her body dwarfed the queen-sized mattress.  The mare spread her legs wide as possible, and then curled her finger at me. 

"Guide him in, 'Gusty' Breeze," Fluttershy smiled. The pregnant looking mare struggled. Gusty Breeze helped me up then guided my enlarged, thick stallion-hood forward. She used one hand. My tip met Fluttershy's mare-hood. Deeper and deeper it went, and then I stopped. "Ahh... ahh... it's, it's wonderful!"

Gusty Breeze climbed onto the bed. Her belly slid against the sheets.  She laid on top of Fluttershy, her butt against Fluttershy's chest.  Gusty Breeze's belly pointed into the air, her belly button popped out.  The mares' breasts swelled even more.  The two grew larger.  My new endowed stallion-hood grew larger as well, almost as if it were compensating.  

Fluttershy dug in.  Gusty Breeze's wings shot out.  Gusty Breeze guided my hands onto her breasts.  The engorged mare rubbed her belly with one hand, the other against my back to pull me closer.  Fluttershy wrapped her legs around my body. 

The yellow mare moaned.  Her voice echoed throughout the room.  Thrust after thrust amplified her voice.  Gusty Breeze guided my hands onto her breasts, over her blue nipples.  We massaged them.  

"T-This. Is awesome. Right, Chris?" Gusty Breeze said between moans. 

"Yes!" I said. 

The room grew darker.  The sun began to set.  I kept going.  I plowed Fluttershy.  I manipulated Gusty Breeze's huge soft breasts in my hands.  Both mares responded, and I responded in kind. 

"Chris, you can do it. 'Fill me up,' 'big boy.'" Fluttershy said. I thrust harder and harder. The bed slammed against the wall. "Almost there, you're almost there, Chris." 

"F-Fluttershy!  Gusty Breeze!  Thank you!" I moaned at the top of my lungs.  Ha... ahh..., m-man that felt awesome.  Wow, Fluttershy is even more engorged than Gusty Breeze with a belly that big.  She's almost carrying octuplets near full term. "Thank you both.  Thank you for all of it."

"Good boy Chris, 'mama's' so proud." Fluttershy said. 

This was awesome beyond belief.  

Phew, I feel better. I'm glad my dick and balls are shrinking.  That had me worried with how high my heart-rate skyrocketed.  

It looks like Gusty Breeze and Fluttershy are shrinking down, too.  Their bellies aren't shrinking.  I don't know what they'll do in this scenario. 

"I'd go for another round, but I think you've had your fun, Chris.  Besides, I don't want to break my precious stallion." Gusty Breeze winked.  She bumped bellies with Fluttershy. "Oops, umm, here," Gusty Breeze hugged Fluttershy, "thanks for the help, Fluttershy.  It was so worth it to give him this present." 

"As Rainbow Dash would say, 'this was totally awesome,' heh heh." Fluttershy said, ending with a chuckle.  She knelt down.  The mare kissed me on the forehead. "I'm glad you enjoyed your present, Chris.  Also, don't worry about us.  We mares can't get pregnant with a human.  There's also that vial we drank, which had an elixir that inhibits our pregnancy during sex.  Not to mention, neither of us are in heat, so it wouldn't be a problem to begin with, okay."

"You're a mind reader." I said.  That's one relief, and one awesome experience. "Gusty Breeze.  Fluttershy.  From the bottom of my heart, thank you for what you've given me." 

My first time has been beyond memorable.  It'll always be with me.  

"Ha! We got a human's V-Card, Fluttershy." Gusty Breeze said. She smirked. "You also took mine, my precious stallion."

Equivalent exchange at its finest.

"Ok Chris, we're gonna 'relieve' ourselves, and then you, me, Fluttershy, and Doctor Transfusion are going out to eat." Gusty Breeze said.  She winked at me. "Dinner is on me.  We'll consider it an extra-special treat." 

"T-Thanks.  Man, I'm exhausted." I said.  I caught a bottle. "What's this for?" 

Gusty Breeze stretched her arms out.  She walked towards the night stand and flicked on a light. 

"That'll perk up your energy.  It's nothing weird, promise." Gusty Breeze said.  She disappeared into the restroom. "Fluttershy, you can have the room near Doctor Transfusion.  I'm sticking near Chris." 

Fluttershy walked towards me.  She placed her hands in front of her belly. 

"Right, heh heh." Fluttershy said.  The yellow mare kissed me on the forehead. "Chris, from the Element of Kindness to you, welcome to Equestria." 

"Thank you, Fluttershy. This is one experience I will never, ever forget." I said.  Fluttershy smiled, and then left. "Welp, I guess I better get cleaned up, too." 

It's hard to move. There's no doubt it feels like I did an ironman competition. 

"I'll clean you up." Gusty Breeze said.  She came out of the bathroom. "Ahh, back to my well toned self.  I love these abs and my girls.  Still, that warm sensation and huge belly was nice.  I might have to visit a certain somepony at sugar-cube-corner who deals with some 'sexy' party supplies, heh." 

I don't know, and I'm too tired to ask. 

"You look sexy as hell either way, Gusty Breeze." I said  

"Alright smooth talker, up you go." Gusty Breeze said.  She wrapped her hand around my chest.  I leaned into her and wrapped my arm around her waist.  I'm glad she gave me this drink.  I needed something after that workout. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Here's to one hell of a day in Equestria.  I cannot wait to see what's next.
> I'm up for the challenge (In more ways than one) Part 3
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"This is spectacular." I stepped onto the white marble floor.  "..."  

It's hard not to marvel at this master bathroom.  

The white, grand marble tub, near the wall, looks like it's carved from a single stone slab; the tub, looking eerily built for two, doesn't even take up a tenth of this room.  There's also one hell of a large, posh looking shower with ornate glass sliding doors.  Heh, it looks like the shower is built for two, too.   

"Chris," a warm, gentle sensation graced my right cheek, "the 'spectacle' you keep muttering about is right.  In.  Front.  Of.  You." Gusty Breeze bent down, slowly.  Our lips met, the mare pulling me in as close as possible.  Her hand feels so warm and gentle against my back.  This isn't our first kiss, but it's just as special. "So, my precious stallion," Gusty Breeze pulled back, "you wash me, I wash you.  That sound fair?"

I nodded.

The mare turned.  Her soft, semi-dark blue tail brushed against my cheek.  Gusty Breeze strolled to the center of the bathroom.  White towel held close to her body, the mare stopped, turned, and bent over a little.  She smirked, and then gave a casual wink.   

Gusty Breeze broke the proverbial mold when she was made.

"Hmm...." Gusty Breeze sauntered toward a black, tower-style cabinet near the tub.  Her right wing grazed the tub's hot and cold knobs.  The mare retracted her wing, and then tapped a finger against her chin.  Her towel fell to the floor. "Perfect."

Huh, a pink and blue bottle? 

Well, that answers my question.  A bit of pink, a dash of blue, and you get a purple bubble-bath.  Though, it's not true purple but a "purplish" color, anyways.  

"Rule numero uno, Chris.  Never," she turned off the hot and cold water, "I mean never get between a mare and her bubble-bath, ever." Gusty Breeze said.  Her sensual legs disappeared underneath a cloud of purple tinged, semi-translucent bubbles.  The mare extended her wings over the back of the tub.  She extended her right thumb, "Do a good job on my wings, and I'll let you scrub the rest.  Deal?" 

I nodded. 

Weird, this bottle looks like it says "pinion brand wing soap," for all a feathered friend's wing care needs.  What the hell is a pinion?  Meh, whatever, a little bit of shampoo on the red wash-cloth, some hot water from the tub, and a little lather should do the trick.

Now, I must be careful.  Those vets I volunteered with said to be gentle with bird wings.  Just be gentle, calm, and wash as thoroughly as needed. 

"A-Ahh....  I tell ya, a girl could get use do this." Gusty Breeze said.  She stretched her arms, her semi-dark blue hair draped between her wings. "Chris, I've got to give you credit.  Those fingers of yours are 'wonderfully' nimble.  It feels like I'm at the spa in Ponyville." 

Her wings are beautiful, now that I can see them up close.  They're also soft.  A person could bury their face in these feathers and fall asleep into a peaceful slumber. 

Gusty Breeze hummed a calm melody, soft and beautiful like her feathers.  I wouldn't mind learning the words to that song.

"C-Chris... p-please, don't fiddle with them." Gusty Breeze said.  I stopped.  The metal clips, two on each wing, are the same color as her feathers.  I hope I didn't hurt her. "I, I will wash around them before I go to bed.  For right now, just ignore my clips."

"Are you okay, Gusty Breeze?  Does it hurt?" I picked up the red wash-cloth.  She shook her head, the mare's lips quivering.  It's best not to ask. "Sorry.  I'll clean around them."

Gusty Breeze clutched onto my hand for a brief second, the one I placed on her right shoulder.  The mare patted my right hand three times, and then let go.  Her elegant left hand slipped into the tub.  Her sigh echoed in the master bathroom.  The mare glanced over her shoulder.  She mouthed a slow "thank you," and then turned away.  

"..."

I tapped Gusty Breeze's right shoulder three times, receiving a gentle nod in return.  The mare raised her hands, bubbles floating into the air from her slow breath.  Like everyone, Gusty Breeze has a right to her secrets.  In time, maybe she'll talk about them.

Alright, there's more work to be done.  These wings won't clean themselves, though it would be one interesting magic trick if they could clean themselves.

"We're almost done, Gusty Breeze."

Phew, that's a workout.  It's a good thing we're in a bathroom. 

The red wash-cloth placed on the tub's side, I stood up.  Both wings are cleaned to perfection, if I do say so myself, heh.  Time to take a shower, get cleaned up, and head out for dinner.  There's no time to waste.

Oh, shit.  If, if that clock is right -- damn it, we need to hurry. 

Whoa! 

"Now, now, my precious stallion.  Where do you think you're going?" Gusty Breeze latched onto my wrist.  She smirked. "Remember what I said, if you did a good job?" 

G-Gusty Breeze, this isn't the time.  We've got to get ready.  There's no telling how late we'll be if you keep up these shenanigans.

Come on, let go!  We've got to get moving.  

"Ahem!" an audible voice said. 

Umm, h-hey, t-this isn't what it looks like, Doctor Transfusion.  We're just getting cleaned up, promise. Heh heh, heh, eh...  We're so fucked, and not in a good way.

"Fu-Fu, Chris gave me the most wonderful wing massage, ever.  They feel so clean.  It was -- ack!  That wasn't nice, Fu-Fu.  Why did you do that?" Gusty Breeze said.  She rubbed her forehead. "Hmph, you're no fun."  

"Mr. Chris, need I state the obvious, love?  You are not a little puppy.  If Gusty Breeze asks you for something, you have the right to say no." Doctor Transfusion said.  Towel wrapped around her body, the mare's hair pinned up, the doc towered over both of us. "Now, I expect you two cleaned, dried, dressed, and ready in thirty-five minutes.  We are going out, remember?"

Doctor Transfusion stepped forward, and our eyes met.  

The distance between us closed as I stepped forward.  

"I understand and will be mindful of that, however, I wanted to assist Gusty Breeze in bathing her wings.  She did not rope me into it." I made firm eye contact.  Doctor Transfusion placed her hands on her hips.  The mare sighed.  I patted the firm, gentle hand she placed on my shoulder.  The doc nodded and said "alright, love," and then stepped back and turned.  Her red hand slipped into the tub. "..."

No one gets between a mare and her bubble-bath, huh?  The doc must be one exception to the rule. 

"Fifteen-minutes." Doctor Transfusion walked toward the door. "Understand?"

The master bathroom's door closed with a soft thud.  

Gusty Breeze stood up.  Her wings twitched.  She flexed her legs, and then her arms.  The mare gazed at me.  I stepped back.

"F-Fifteen minutes..., that's plenty of time for a good hot shower." my heart skipped a beat. "You wanna help wash me?"

A devious smile answered the question, along with my towel being ripped off.  

Thanks, my beautiful mare.


*** *** ***


"Thanks for the lift, Fluttershy."

"My pleasure, Chris."

Even at night, Canterlot is alive.  As the moon begins its ascent, the stars twinkling in the sky, the town looks beautiful. 

The roads are bustling with activity.  Lights are flicked on, outside lamps being lit by several workers.  Creatures of all shapes, sizes, and uniqueness are going about their own pace throughout the streets.  This whole scene is worthy of a Tolkien fantasy novel.  It's beautiful.

"We're here." Fluttershy floated to the ground, and then put me down. "I hope you enjoyed 'Air-Fluttershy,' heh heh." 

"It was a wonderful flight, Fluttershy.  Again, thank you for the lift." 

Man, this place is posh.  It'd put the casinos on Earth to shame.  A person would need twenty-grand in the bank account just to stand outside.  

"Welcome to the Grand Quartz Casino, Mr. Chris." Doctor Transfusion said.  The two stallion bouncers stepped back. "Topaz. Onyx.  It's a pleasure to see you two." 

I'm glad Mrs. Rarity sent me a neck-tie for my clothes. 

Wow.  This place, it's just, just wow.  Roulette, slots, black-jack, they have it all.  The tables are lined up, every chair filled at the slots. 

Yesh, that's a bouncer if I ever saw one, dragging that poor stallion off to the door.  I'm glad I kicked my habit, having some help.  I'm still grateful for that help, bud.  

"So, where we heading?" I said. 

"We're in for one Tartarus of a treat, Chris.  Fluttershy here hooked us up, and I mean big time hooked us up.  We will be dining in the Ethereal Hall, and our entertainment for the night will be The Great and Powerful Trixie's last performance.  After this show, she'll only do part-time stuff since she'll be working at Princess Twilight's School of Friendship." Gusty Breeze said.  Magic can't be interesting to these creatures.  All of them are magical and do magical things all the time, right? "This'll be my first time eating in this place, being all fancy."

You're not the only one.  A person must need need twenty-grand in the back just to stand outside, forty-grand to step onto the red carpet.

Huh, the "Ethereal Hall of Wonder," I guess that's it.  The letters are legible, but look like old-school cursive writing.

"Those dresses look nice on you guys." I stayed within arm's length of the three mares. "Now that's, that's impressive."

Stage looks set, for sure.  They're setting up the lights and everything.  

Hmm, yea, there's Mrs. Rarity and Ms. Applejack.  I guess we'll be waiting on the rest of their friends.

"Mr. Chris, so good to see you, darling.  That little ensemble looks wonderful on you, if I do say so myself." Mrs. Rarity said.  It is her handy work, so it should look great. "Are you alright, Mr. Chris?"  

Mrs. Rarity's bluish, dark-purple dress looks amazing.  It sparkles in this dimly lit room.  The center hole cut out for her belly is well-made, and, oh wow, now that I can see them, Mrs. Rarity's wings look beautiful.  They're so elegant, and they have the same look as Gusty Breeze's wings.  I bet Mrs. Rarity's feathers are probably just as soft.

"Yes, I'm fine.  Thanks for asking." I said.  I smiled and scooted into the booth next to Ms. Applejack, Gusty Breeze off to my left.  "However, I'm just wondering if you're alright, Mrs. Rarity.  You seemed a little tired this morning."

"Aren't you the gentle-colt, asking about a lady's health." Mrs. Rarity said.  Well, it is the polite thing to ask. "Excuse me, waiter.  Waiter.  Hmph," Mrs. Rarity furrowed her brow, "I'll light them myself." 

Light them, yourself?  Oh, right, Mrs. Rarity's "other side."

The part-dragoness, alicorn mare blew a slight kiss towards the candles and "poof," they lit up... in a purple flame.

"Heh heh, nice one, Rarity." Applejack said.  The large mare leaned back.  She stretched and flexed her legs. "Phew, Ah tell ya, bein' able ta sit down is nice.  Those deliveries put one Tartarus of a strain on these legs of mine." 

"Being part dragoness does have its advantages." Mrs. Rarity blew a heart-shaped flame toward the last unlit candle. "Hmm, perfect." 

It's hard to believe there are so many creatures in here.  This place is packed.   

"Oh, Fluttershy, I meant to tell you.  Spike, he's been so 'aloof' lately.  I know it's not surprising since he's going to be a father, but still, you think he'd be more upbeat.  I mean, you remember how it was for Princess Cadence and Princess Shining -- oh dear, I mean Princess Cadence and 'Prince' Shining Armor." Mrs. Rarity said.  Princess Shining?  Prince Shining Armor? "Those two were a bundle of nerves when Flurry...." 

The two mares' conversation melded with the white noise of the Ethereal Hall.

Hey, what the hell, Ms. Applejack? 

"Heh, don't mind those two gossipin' mares." Ms. Applejack said, having poked me in the side.  She chuckled to herself.  The mare turned and extended her right hand. "Ah think we need a do-over, so, 'ahem,' names Applejack, Chris.  Ah'm the local farm gal of Ponyville.  That and several other things, heh heh.  There's no need for any fancy names, formalities, or titles with me.  It's just plain ol' Applejack.  Kay'?"

It's nice to -- shit! T-That's one strong grip, girl.

"You wouldn't believe the routine they had going on at the academy.  I can't believe they kept me for so long." A voice said.  The mare in uniform stretched her arms.  She extended her sky-blue wings. "Those rookies can't break twenty-seconds, and they'll never break twelve.  It's sad." 

"Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy said.  She stood up.  The towering mare hugged her friend.  T-They do exist.  My god, regular women do exist in this world.  They exist!  Rainbow Dash looks like a normal chick, minus the fact she's like seven-foot five. "That new outfit looks incredible.  It's so smooth." 

It's definitely impressive.  The outfit looks like spandex, but it's kinda odd.  I get the blue and yellow colors, but the holes on the side with that weird mark on the hips looks awkward.  

Fluttershy slid back into her seat, Rainbow Dash sitting beside her. 

"You wouldn't believe," Rainbow Dash grabbed the zipper near her neck, "what we had to go through with practice." She said. G-Gah! "What's with the squirt?"

"Heh heh, the show hasn't even started, and I think Chris here just saw the greatest magic trick of his life." Gusty Breeze said.  She closed my jaw. "Nice dress, Rainbow Dash."

Rainbow Dash looked normal, until her "magic" trick with the suit.  Those suckers just popped out of thin air.  This mare is on par with Rarity, almost.  

"Thanks.  I took a quick shower, toweled off, and slipped it on.  I didn't want it getting dirty, so I slipped into my uniform before heading off." Rainbow Dash said.  She shook her head at Mrs. Rarity. "A 'clean' uniform, Rarity.  Yesh.  That idea is disgusting, even to me." 


"Welcome one and all... to the last performance of The Great and Powerful... 'Trixie!'"


The scintillating magician's heels clacked against the stage.  She tapped her heel three times.

Applejack put two fingers into her mouth.  Her loud whistling bellowed over the hall's loud chants and hollers. "Woohoo, you go, Trixie!  Let's see this grand performance."


"And now, for my opening performance... a volunteer from the audience!"


W-Whoa, shit.  Where?  How?  What?

"See folks, even the -- eep!  Umm, y-yes, even The Great and Powerful 'Trixie' amazes herself.  Ha ha!  From the great unknown," Trixie waved her arms at the crowd in a smooth manner, "I've teleported a well-dressed, unknown denizen of Equestria! Ha!" Trixie waved her wand at me.  She came in close, "Where in Tartarus is Twilight?  You were sitting in her seat, kid.  This is supposed to be the big opening number.  Wait, how did you get in?  You got a fake ID?"

"Look, 'Turn a Trick' Trixie, I have no idea how -- damn you, Gusty Breeze." I whispered, and then turned.  The bright lights make it hard to see, but yea, Gusty Breeze is smiling alright, I think, if I squint hard enough.  This isn't good.  Stage fright is real. "Eh, heh heh...."

The Great and Powerful Trixie tapped a finger against her chin.  The Hall fell silent, and then it broke.  The blue colored mare smirked.  She raised her hand.  The wand in her other hand disappeared.

The black wand felt smooth.  The stage lights reflected off it's gleaming surface.  In my right hand, the wand started to wiggle.


"Ah, The Great and Powerful Trixie surmised as much! You're no mortal.  You good sir, you are a powerful magic user, too!" Trixie strolled forward. "Let us prove it.  Here, step into the box of prowess!"


Okay, just step into the box.  The weird magical psycho can handle the rest.

"Psst," Trixie placed her hand on my back, "just hold still, okay.  I'll tap three times, you tap three times, that's it.  Got it?"

I nodded.  

Three taps.  One.  Two.  Three.  Now, time to tap back.

One. 

Two. 

Three. 

Huh?  The seat wasn't this soft, before.  


"A-Ahem, w-we have a royal guest amongst us.  I, The Great and Powerful Trixie, welcome you to the Ethereal Hall, Princess Luna!"


"Hello," A voice said, two eyes gazing back at me.  This.  Is.  So.  Wrong. "I guess our seats got mixed up."

Princess Twilight Sparkle, I assume?

"Not cool, Gusty Breeze." I said. Gusty Breeze laid her head on the table and tapped her hand against it, me sitting beside her in the lap of Princess Twilight Sparkle. "God, I'm so embarrassed."
> I'm up for the challenge (In more ways than one) Part 4
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Trixie folded her arms underneath her chest, and then bent down.  She winked at the crowd.  The mare stood straight up.  Her elegant heels clacked against the stage floor with each step she took.  The crowd's gaze appeared fixated on Trixie's movements as she sauntered along the stage.  

The mare ran a quick finger along the rim of her hat.  She lowered the hat's rim then snapped her fingers.  The hat levitated into the air, several inches above its owner's head.  The mare stopped.  Trixie raised her hands.  As the hat descended, Trixie's elegant hands disappeared inside of it.  The hat's flat surface touched the stage floor, having engulfed its owner.  

The room went silent. Moments passed, the hat soon jumping around.  

The embellished hat shot into the air.  

Two large legs protruded from the hat's bottom.  A giant, anthropomorphic dragoness stood on stage.  The creature smiled.  Its left clawed hand firmly met its right in a deafening clap.  The creature knelt down and placed its two clawed hands onto the stage.

The creature roared.  A cloud of blue smoke engulfed the area.


"Behold!" 


The smoke cleared.  Trixie smiled, standing where the dragoness once stood. 

The Ethereal Hall's occupants stood up, one-by-one.  And, one-by-one, viewers thrust their hands into the air.  Powerful whistles and bellowing cheers combined into a thunderous applause.  More and more creatures came to their feet, hooves, claws, and such, some pumping their fists into the air.  Trixie took a deep bow.  

Princess Luna strolled onto the stage, her black dress sparkling in the stage-lights.  Trixie bowed to the mare.


"T-Thank you, thank you one and all! And now," Trixie motioned to the crowd, "it is time for the grand finale!  This grand, final act is worthy of every creature here, and our special guest: the illustrious guardian of the night, Princess Luna!  Every creature, I give you... 'the box.'" 


Trixie snapped her finger, and then strolled to the center stage.  The mare's delicate finger ran along the brim of her strange hat.  Her hat removed, she tossed it into the crowd, and then flung open her arms, the hat turning into a flock of white doves.


"I, The Great and Powerful," Trixie shoved her right hand into her cleavage, "T-Tri-Trix... heh heh, a little stuck...." 


Princess Luna smiled. She sauntered along the stage, her black dress clinging tight against her body.  The mare stood close to Trixie and patted her on the back.  

An audible "eep" resonated throughout the grand Ethereal Hall.  


"T-Thank you for the Great and Powerful assistance, Princess Luna.  And now, for the Great and Powerful Trixie's finale!"


Trixie snapped her fingers. Beautifully ornate, gleaming swords materialized inches away from the box.  

Guided by Trixie's hand, Princess Luna stepped into the box, the box's color akin to Trixie's skin tone. 

With the box's star covered lid closed, Trixie tapped the lid three times.  Three taps came back.  

The materialized swords raced forward.  

Trixie let out an audible gasp.  She raced towards the box.  The mare tapped three times.  


"No.  No!  Is the Great and Powerful Trixie guilty of Regicide?! Neigh --" Trixie snapped her fingers, "-- neigh, I say!  Princess Luna is unharmed!" 


Cheers and whistles, along with some catcalls, erupted from the audience.  

Trixie looked inside the box.  She looked again, and then a third time.  Her hand met her face.  The mare groaned.

She reached inside the box. The mare stepped back.  She snapped her fingers, the swords vanishing. Trixie closed the lid and returned the box to her cleavage.


"No wonder the Great and Powerful Trixie," the mare tugged on her outfit's collar, "felt a Great and Powerful draft..., heh heh.  Ahem! Th-Thank you one and all, thank you for attending The Great and Powerful Trixie's final performance!" 


The applause faded as the stage lights dimmed.  The Grand Ethereal Hall went silent.  

Trixie snapped her right fingers.  The mare's right index finger lit up, she touched the tip of her glowing index finger to her throat.  An audible sigh reverberated throughout the Ethereal Hall as Trixie stepped forward to the stage's edge.  She bowed once more.  Trixie placed a hand over her chest, what appeared to be over her heart, "Again, I truly thank each of you, all of you for attending my grand final performance.  In these last few moments, I want to invite Princess Luna on stage." 

It's not hard to feel this room's emotion.

Applejack thanked Rarity for the handkerchief.

"I..., I want take this time, to remember and honor those who are no longer with us.  Their Great and Powerful deed allows us to be here tonight and carry on a Great and Powerful legacy.  On this anniversary, we take a moment of silence to give our thanks to what the dearly departed gave us: our lives.  Thank you one and all..., thank you for protecting us."

Applejack lowered the brim of her hat.  She sighed, removed her hat, and then wiped away a tear.  The mares around me bowed their heads as they all remained silent.  Changelings, ponies, minotaurs, griffons, and other creatures lowered their heads.  Several creatures around our table hugged each other and bowed their heads in turn.  

It's hard to gauge what to say.  From experience, being in solemn moments like this before, it is wise for a person to remain silent out of both respect and understanding. 

"Princess Luna, would you like to say a few words?" Trixie said.  

"Thank you, Trixie Lulamoon.  You presented a beautiful, elegant performance." Princess Luna placed a hand on Trixie's shoulder. "And, I would like to thank you for the moment of silence to honor those who are no longer with us.  It was touching."

Applejack wiped away another tear.  She smiled at Princess Twilight Sparkle.  The two mares, both at eye level, hugged each other once more.

"Let us always remember the dearly departed in our hearts.  Let's not honor them with our tears and sadness, but with joy and love. Here's to them and the great evil they helped vanquish." Princess Luna illuminated her horn, glasses rising into the air from all the tables. "I toast to a bright and prosperous future, for the world we all call home!"

"To our heroes and the world we call home!" The occupants of the room bellowed.

Princess Luna snapped her fingers. 

The stage lights brightened.  The curtain rolled back.  Princess Luna's horn began to glow.  

Trixie spun around. Her outfit transformed into a scintillating black dress akin to her stage partner's dress. 

"Wowy zowy, a duet with Princess Luna.  Trixie is so lucky!" Pinkie Pie said.  The mare smiled, her ears perked up. "I'm glad I got the night off." 

Trixie snapped her fingers. She touched her glowing index finger to Princess Luna's neck.  Both mares nodded to each other.  Trixie flung her right arm towards the crowd, Princess Luna her left.  

"Let us end.  On a high note...." Trixie and Princess Luna raised their voices.  

The band's conductor tapped his wand against the podium. 

The music is kind of catchy, even though I'm not into noir type jazz. 

"Uhh Pink, don't you own this here casino?  Not ta mention, don't you own the hotel Fluttershy and the others are staying at? Heck, if I recall right, you own a good chunk of property in Manehatten, Ponyville, and four other territories." Applejack said.  The mare sipped her drink.  Pinkie Pie gave a firm nod to her friend. "Ya'll can take time off whenever ya want, right?" 

Rarity smirked at Applejack. The pregnant mare scooted back in her seat.  Her beautiful wings flittered for a second. 

"Applejack, darling, it isn't that simple.  The Pie family owns one of the richest deposits of jewels, minerals, and gems in Equestria." Rarity said.  Her wings twitched.  The mare licked her lips. "Oh, hmph. This hunger will the death of my business.  The very idea of those gems and jewels is making my mouth water. Now I know how poor Spike felt whenever he helped me with those garments." 

Rainbow Dash chuckled. 

"He heh!  Yea, I remember when those hunger attacks first hit ya, 'Princess' Rarity.  You nabbed that jewel right off your necklace one day, took a huge bite out of it, and acted like nothing happened." Rainbow Dash said.  A spark of electricity raced between her finger tips. "You know I'm still trying to get the hang of things?  It's unbelievable." 

Several quick sparks of electricity race between Rainbow Dash's right thumb and index finger.  The mare clenched her hand into a fist.  A circle of electricity hovered around her right hand.  The mare took a deep breath, exhaled her deep breath, and repeated her breathing exercise four more times. 

The electricity stopped. 

"How do you think me and Pink feel about it, Rainbow?  Me bein' a literal 'Mare of Equestria' took some adjustin' to, still adjusting for that matter." Applejack said.  She glanced toward me.  The mare raised an eyebrow. "Ya alright there, Chris?" 

I shrugged.  Applejack tilted her head then shrugged herself. "I'm, well, still... in awe, to be honest.  The shock of being in another world hasn't faded.  Though, there's also the truth that I couldn't be happier right now, glad as hell to be in this world." 

Gusty Breeze pated me on the back then pulled me closer to her side. 

"Oh, I can imagine that, Chris.  I'd wager my entire apple stock at the barn right now that mare at your side feels the same way." Applejack winked.  She gazed towards the ceiling of the Ethereal Hall. "Girls, ta tell ya'll the truth, I had no idea what would happen after we beat Queen Chrysalis, Tirek, and Cozy Glow that day.  It felt as if the world had settled down, like our adventures were over.  There are times I miss those days, things bein' simple and all."

"It's alright, Applejack.  We're here for you." Fluttershy said.  She smiled. "Does it still bother you." 

Applejack sighed.  She gave a firm nod to her friend. 

"Bloom took it the hardest, what happened to Granny Smith, but I'm certain that ol' gal is smilin' down on all us and what we've accomplished.  Same goes for your folks too, Pinkie." Applejack said.  She looked across the table. "Ya alright, Pink?" 

Pinkie Pie shook her head a little, but then nodded and smiled.  The mare who sat between Fluttershy and Rarity thanked her friends. She said "you can't go through life crying, you've got to be strong" before wiping her eyes.

It is pure noir to see Trixie and Princess Luna up on stage with the jazz band behind them.  The crowd's  cheerful whistles and boisterous cheers, their thunderous applause is a great sight to behold.  

"What about you, Twilight?  How are things with Princess Cadence and... umm, you know...." Pinkie Pie said, twiddling her thumbs. "Yea, 'Prince' Shining Armor." 

Twilight, off to my right, placed her hands in her lap.  

"At the end of the day, I 'thank' Celestia my brother is still alive and with us." Princess Twilight Sparkle said.  She pointed at the stage, "Look, they're about to finish their duet.  Go, Trixie!  Go, Princess Luna!" 

Time vanished, akin to the food and drinks on our table.  

It's confusing and frightening when I'm reminded about being a stranger in these strange lands, and yet..., it comforts me to know I'm not alone. That tight sensation, that knot isn't in my chest, weighing me down. If this is what it feels like to be free, it's wonderful. 


*** *** ***


"Consider this one on me, all." Pinkie Pie said.  

All of us stood outside the grand casino's entrance, its sign illuminating the sidewalk. 

"Are you sure, Pinkie Pie? A creature should always pay their fair share." Doctor Transfusion said.  

"I'll be 'fine.'  We're making all sorts of creatures in Equestria happy.  There's nothing that says you can't make a profit and be happy, am I right?" Pinkie Pie said.  She clenched her hands into a fist. "Shoot, I need to set up a talk with Flim and Flam, again.  They keep dropping the ball in Las Pegasus for those presents to the guests, and speaking of presents," Pinkie Pie looked at me and winked, "I heard you got one 'kind' present of your own, Chris." 

I tugged on the collar of my suit.  

"Eh heh heh..., so you heard about that little event."

Pinkie Pie said "uh huh" before she leaned down.  The mare extended her right index finger and scratched my chin.  She stood up and smiled. 

Princess Twilight Sparkle and Applejack chuckled, Rarity blushing.  

"Do you need help, Rarity?" 

"Thank you for the offer, Twilight. I wouldn't mind the company on my way home. As I told Fluttershy, Spike has been so aloof lately." 

"Oh, Spike!" Princess Twilight Sparkle curled her lip, and then groaned. "I promise you Rarity, I'm going to have a long, LONG talk with that dragon when I catch hold of him.  This nervousness needs to stop." 

The mares chuckled among themselves.   

"Welp, I'm out.  Those rookies aren't going to train themselves.  They'll break twelve seconds flat tomorrow or I'll break them, so says Rainbow 'the lightning bolt' Dash.  Anyways," Rainbow Dash floated into the air, "catch ya all later!" 

Doctor Transfusion helped me close my jaw, again.  

Equestria is one strange, strange place.  Rainbow Dash floated into the air, turned into a colorful bolt of lightning, and just, just "zoom," off she flew.

"Alright Chris, we're going for a ride, so hang on tight." Gusty Breeze said.  She grabbed me, similar to how Fluttershy flew me to the casino.  The two of us took to the air, Fluttershy off to our right. "I love these brisk nights.  You and I will have to go 'cloud surfing' one night, if you catch my drift." 

"Your motor run twenty-four, seven?" 

"You know it." Gusty Breeze gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Welcome to Equestria, Chris." 

"Thanks." 

We reached the hotel balcony in no time flat.  

Fluttershy hugged Gusty Breeze, Doctor Transfusion, and then me.  The mare raised her arms.  Her dress transformed into a nightgown.  She lowered her arms then disappeared into her room.  

"You'll have to excuse Fluttershy.  She has a lot to do in the morning." Gusty Breeze said.  She rested her warm hand on my left shoulder. "I don't know how that mare does it.  She gets up early, early, EARLY in the morning to take care of that insane animal sanctuary.  Her work is time-consuming, even for a goddess." 

"What? I thought Fluttershy was the 'Element of Kindness.'"  

So Fluttershy, she's like a literal goddess?  How's that possible?  

"I believe what Gusty Breeze meant to say is more than meets the eye with Fluttershy.  One day, we will fill you in on what happened, Mr. Chris.  For right now however, how about we relax." Doctor Transfusion said.  Gusty Breeze and the doc disappeared into their rooms.  I sat down on the couch in the large sitting area and removed my shoes. "Would you care for a virgin cider with a cinnamon straw, Chris?" 

The room remained quiet.  Doctor Transfusion emerged from her room in a white silk nightgown, her hair draped over her shoulders.  She strolled along the carpet towards the bar.  Her elegant hands reached underneath the counter.  The mare placed two short, highball glasses on-top of the bar.  

Right now, everything is so surreal.

"Here, a virgin cider with a slight 'twist' of my own." Doctor Transfusion said.  The well-endowed mare sat down next to me on the couch.  She sipped on her drink then placed it on a coaster on the table. "I'm rather curious love, did you enjoy your evening?" 

I leaned back and undid my tie.  The black tie placed on the nearby table, I grabbed my drink and walked to the balcony. 

Doctor Transfusion makes a good drink. This drink she made isn't just apple cider poured from a bottle. It's a combo of flavors. They all play well with one another. If she weren't a doctor, the woman would be one hell of a mixologist. 

"Is there something troubling you?" Doctor Transfusion said.  The mare adjusted her glasses.  Her white silk robe gleamed in the moonlight.  Drink firm in her hand, the mare took a sip then placed her drink on the nearby outside table.  Doctor Transfusion sat on a small outside chair near me. "Chris," Doctor Transfusion pointed at the ears on her head, "these aren't for decoration.  They're not there to make my head look symmetrical, either.  If there's something is bothering you, I am all ears, love." 

The moon's reflection appeared in my drink.  I took a small sip then placed my drink on the table near Doctor Transfusion.

"It's hard to say." I leaned against the balcony's railing. "I'm always anxious, so the thought of the future is consuming me.  But -- for what seems like the first time in my life -- I can feel my heart being content.  My heart, it's looking forward to the future with sheer, unbridled happiness.  It, it feels like I'm free."  

The calm night air remained semi-tepid.  Lights below the hotel illuminated the road and sidewalk.  Small dots raced along the streets with slower small dots sauntering along the sidewalk.  

"..." 

"Hmm?" 

It looks like I'm not the only one exhausted. The doc is fast asleep already. It'd be wise to get Gusty Breeze. She can help the doc to bed.

"... S ..." 

Doctor Transfusion winced. Her eyes twitched underneath her eyelids. 

"Mom?  Dad?" Doctor Transfusion muttered.  Several tears ran down the mare's cheek and onto the table. "S-S.  C-C.  Why did mommy and daddy go away?" 

"Chris." A quiet voice said.  Shit, way to scare the hell out of a person, Gusty Breeze.  The mare stepped forward.  She gently shook her head. "She's," Gusty Breeze sighed, "I guess Fu-Fu's having that dream, again.  I feel so bad for her." 

Gusty Breeze picked up Doctor Transfusion, in a gentle manner.  She carried the mare passed the sitting area and into the doc's bedroom.  

The top cover rolled down, Gusty Breeze placed the doc on the soft bed. The top cover was placed on top of the doc. 

Gusty Breeze and I left the doc's room, Gusty Breeze softly closing the door.

"Don't worry too much, Chris.  Transfusion, she's a tough mare." Gusty Breeze said. I followed her into the sitting area. "I know Fu-Fu will be alright in the morning.  I promise, my precious stallion." 

The two of us looked at each other.  We smiled. 

"Good night Gusty Breeze, my beautiful mare.  I'll see you in the morning" I said.  Gusty Breeze's eyes lit up.  She bent down.  The mare placed her right hand behind my head.  She pulled me in close.  I placed my hand on her back.  Both of us smiled at each other, backing away after our deep kiss. "Thank you for a wonderful day, Gusty Breeze."

Gusty Breeze nodded to me. She turned then closed the door to her room.  

It's foolish to think all days will be like today.  Still, my heart feels so alive right now.  The kiss, the intimacy, the bonds, this is what freedom, this is what happiness feels like to me.  And right now, I promise to fight for this happiness, no matter what.