Isaiah looked over his shoulder at Twilight’s front door; she practically shooed him away like she did to the spa twins, expect without the need of a large book as a weapon. The mare who so graciously accepted to help him learn the equish written language, suddenly developed the urge to kick him out of her house during his lesson; the human didn’t know why she did that exactly even though she ‘explained it’ to him.

Well, the unicorn didn’t leave him dead in the water. She gave Isaiah directions to the towns elementary school, Ponyville Elementary, to find a mare by the name of Miss Cheerilee. Twilight told him the school teacher there would be more than happy to assist him with his work. Isaiah didn’t voice it, but he’d rather have someone he knew teaching him rather than a mare who he just heard about.

He just shrugged his shoulders, Miss Cheerilee would be better than no one at least…

The man stopped and checked his surroundings before he dashed across the street and entered an alley. When he tucked himself next to some trashcans acting as cover, the man opened the bag he held in his hands and peered at the contents within; several children's books filled the bag. Isaiah reached out a hand and grasped one and opened it. The book was similar to the first one he checked in the library, it shared the same bright and colorful pages and odd characters that were the letters of the equish language. For each page, the letter would be shown along with a picture of what it might’ve represented. Instead of their being twenty-six letters like the english alphabet, there were thirty-eight for the equish alphabet.

Isaiah slid the children's book, or what he should call a foal’s book, back into the bag. He carefully poked his head out of the alley and checked each direction for any of the mares that were chasing him from awhile ago.

When he deemed the area safe to venture out into, he quickly turned himself towards the direction Twilight described to him. From where he stood, Isaiah couldn’t see the schoolhouse which was supposedly down the road from Twilight’s home. He quietly grumbled, he didn’t want to risk his safely by walking farther down the road, but he had to.

Instead of walking down the dirt road like a normal being, the man chose to stick to the far side of the street he walked on; every so often he walk duck himself into an alley and look around for the mares form awhile back.

His stomach grumbled with dissatisfaction due to the lack of food. He glanced down at the source and sighed in annoyance. For the next several hours or so, he would have to ignore it until food freely presented itself.

“Maybe I can steal some…” He thought to himself in his head.

Something like thievery wasn’t new to Isaiah, he had his fair share and wasn’t afraid to enact the action if it meant food would be on his plate. Sure, it had it’s risks and consequences; only when you get caught…

But now was not the time for such action within the small town, whose majority population was experiencing raging hormones. Almost every movement he would make would be closely watched by the mares of his close proximity and beyond.

The human gained the attention of some mares as he walked along the road, just their gaze alone encouraged the man to speed up his pace and away from them. For a man who enjoyed the attention given from females; now was not the time.

Isaiah silently cheered when a wooden, red building came into his field of view. The elementary school was right where Twilight told him it would be. It had the same characteristic of a old school house from the early 20th century, but seemed to be in great shape and we'll taken care of. Beside the elementary school was a small playground where the fillies and colts would go to recess; a small wooden jungle gym and slide with a few unrecognizable equipment were scattered about in a secured area of the campus.

From what Isaiah knew, the school foals were somewhere else rather than staying in school a and mixing genders. Mixing genders at such a young age wouldn't be as problematic like middle school or high school aged ponies.

He checked his left and checked his right and made a quick beeline for the school's main entrance. Each fast pace step felt like a minor victory for him.

When he stood on the doorstep, he didn't know whether to knock or just walk in. True, the school building was a public place and not owned to a single individual, but then again, he didn't want to be intruding and cause confusion.

Isaiah knocked and waited... nothing. Once more he knocked... nothing. And for a third time he knocked... nothing again. Instead of knocking for a fourth time, the man gripped the door handle and pulled the small lever down; earning the clunk of the mechanism. He pushed the door gently and it swung on the henges giving Isaiah a view of a small hallway with some coat racks with some cubbies and other shelfs.

He allowed himself to tentatively enter what he assumed was the main lobby. The wooden boards lightly creaked under his weight; they probably weren't used to the amount of weight the human sustained, they were used to small foals and the occasional adult pony to stand upon them.

The hallway his stood in bared the arts and crafts of the students who enrolled in the elementary school; lining the walls in bright and colorful papers and posters of the fillies and colts. Isaiah’s mind began to wonder back to his schooling days when he was much younger.

Even though the time he spent in Dustin’s schools was deathly boring to him, Isaiah still owed his thanks to the teachers who were willing to help him and his peers during such a chaotic time in Earth’s history.

Isaiah cleared his head of his thoughts and continued to venture down the hallway towards what he guessed was the classroom, hopefully to find the pony he was looking for behind the door.

When Isaiah gripped the door handle, he could hear the faint sounds of movement from within the classroom. There was a small window that would allow ponies to sneak a peek at the children, but the window was currently being blocked by several pieces of white construction paper.

He opened the door and was greeted by the sight of a classroom that flooded his mind with the faint memory of his first day of actual school back in Dustin. A small smile formed when he glanced around the room, admiring the decorations covering the walls along with the educational posters to assist teaching. Tiny desks to seat the foals filled the center of the room in neat rows of six by four with them all facing the chalkboard and the teacher’s desk, which currently had a mare poking her head over it.

“Uh, hello?” Isaiah tried to greet but the confusion made it sound difficult.

The mare, who he assumed is the teacher, blushed and seemed to look down to the floor and back to Isaiah. “Hi, uh… what do you need?”

“Twilight Sparkle told me that you’re just the mare to see to help me learn the equish written language. She was helping me for a while but she just suddenly stopped and advised me to come here for some help. I’m Isaiah by the way.” He explained. “I also have some books she’s letting me borrow for the time being.”

“...Well Isaiah it’s nice to meet you, I’m Cheerilee, Ponyville Elementary School’s teacher. As much as I have a passion for teaching, especially for somepony as eager as you, I’m rather busy at the moment. All I can do for you is give you some simple worksheets, if you’d like?”

Isaiah didn’t like how things were turning out. When he was a child, he’d accept the delay, but now it seemed bothersome. “Are you sure? I’ve going through a great deal just to learn something such as simple school work…”

“I wish I could help Isaiah,” the teacher apologized. “but things have been a little hectic around here lately.”

“Alright, I’ll accept those worksheets you told me about.”

The mare sighed in relief. “That’s good to hear. Now, can you do me a favor and tell me about those pictures behind you?”

“Umm, alright?” Isaiah said in confusion as he turned around to see a bunch of pictures that seemed to be the pony equivalent of finger painting. As Isaiah voiced his thoughts of the artwork done by the school children, Cheerilee dashed off to the backroom.

When the man turned around to look at the mare he noticed that she left him behind. “Miss Cheerilee? Where’d you go?”

Isaiah began to advance towards the teacher’s desk, almost expecting her to be behind there. But no, when he checked behind the large wooden teacher’s desk he made awkward eye contact with a large, red stallion with a cutie-mark depicting half a green apple who was on splayed on his back.

“Oh shit!” Isaiah half-yelled as he backpedaled away.

The stallion scrambled onto his hooves and backed away like Isaiah did. The man just happened to catch the unwanted sight of the stallion’s member slowly retreating back into his sheath.

“Not exactly big as I would’ve thought. But then again, he’s a pony not a horse.” Isaiah thought as he turned away to look outside the window and inspect the view it gave.

A full minute ticked by as Cheerilee browsed the school’s filing for the appropriate papers for the man to work on. While she searched, the red stallion and Isaiah glided their gaze around the school building; avoiding eye contact at all cost.

“So… trying to get your kid’s grades up or something.” The man joked to the stallion who rolled his green eyes at him.

“N’nope.” He replied in a deep voice.

The sound of fluttering papers filled the man’s and the stallion’s ears as Cheerilee rushed back into the classroom. The teacher stopped dead in her tracks when she spied the man and her stallion with their backs turned to each other.

“Is this some kind of parent teacher conference that I’m interrupting?” Isaiah once again joked.

Miss Cheerilee paled under her coat. “N-No!”

The man started to lightly laugh. “I’m just teasing you. But I gotta say, having a fuck in a classroom isn’t exactly a good idea; a student with dried cum on their macaroni art ain’t something worth bringing home and putting on the fridge…”

Cheerilee’s jaw dropped as the large stallion forced back some laughter at the crude joke.

Isaiah had to quickly catch the bag that was angrily thrown to him by Miss Cheerilee. “I’m sorry Isaiah, but I’m gonna have to ask you to leave. Such inappropriate humor such as yours is not allowed in this building even if class in not in session.”

He didn’t want to point out how contradicting and ironic her statement was and decided to make his way towards the exit. “Have fun you two.”

<><><><><><>

Twilight held the toy in front of her muzzle and enjoyed her scent lingering on it as she came down from her euphoric high. She stuck out her tongue and slowly began to clean the purple surface of the natural rubber toy; savoring the taste of what covered it’s surface.

The ten minutes that she spent with just herself proved to be adventurous, and pleasing to the body. She turned to her side, feeling the now wet bedsheets damping her lavender fur. The unicorn didn’t mind, it would be something easy to clean with a simple cast of magic.

A lavender hue engulfed her horn as she pulled out a box where she alwaysed placed, locked, and hid her one and only toy in. When she made sure to clean to purple phallic toy, Twilight placed it back inside the wooden box for safe keeping; casting a locking spell onto it as she slid it back under her bed.

She didn’t want to crawl out of her comfy bed and tend to her studies, the thought of spending a little bit for time to herself sounded quite inviting.

But a knock came from her door.

Twilight lightly growled in annoyance, all she wanted was some peace and quiet with some time to herself; living in Ponyville made it almost impossible to enjoy privacy. She tossed her damp blanket aside and hopped off her warm bed. When she landed onto her four hooves, she almost stumbled, her latest activity had an affect on her that she didn’t expect.

She wouldn’t allow her locomotive problem get the upper hoof on her, instead she continued to push on and traverse down the stairs that lead to the public area of the library. Her legs threatened to wobble as she made her way.

Again, another knock from behind the door. Twilight sped up her pace to greet whoever came a knocking.

“Yo Twilight, Miss Cheerilee just happened to be a little busy at the moment. Looks like I’ll be having to postpone my lesson for a little while longer it seems. Mind if we talk for a bit?” Isaiah called out from the other side of the wooden door.

Celestia’s most prized student honestly couldn’t say that she was up to the task of continuing on from where he and she left off. Yes, she loved to help other ponies learn and explore but now was certainly not the time to do so; especially considering what she had just done with herself.

The mare encompassed the door in her magic and opened it for the human who seemed to be checking over his shoulder at every breath he took. She could tell that Isaiah was still paranoid of the mares from a while back.

“Come on in Isaiah. I won’t mind the company for a couple of minutes.” She invited him in despite not really wanting to.

“Thanks.” He said as he stepped inside.

Isaiah let the bag full of educational supplies lay against a wall to his right; the objects inside slightly rattling as they settled. He groaned while popping his neck and back, doing so made the unicorn wince.

She did her best to ignore the sounds and focused on the bag he brought back. “What did Miss Cheerilee give to you?”

“Nothing much, but enough to help me out. A few worksheets, papers, and pencils, that’s all. Better than nothing if you’d ask me.” The man listed out.

Twilight nodded her head in agreement. “That’s absolutely true. Have you decided to look for somepony to help you out?”

“Nope.” Isaiah answered. “I was kinda hoping that you’d give me another chance…”

“I’m not up to the task Isaiah, I’m sure that there’s plenty of ponies willing to assist you! Just go out there and start poking around, it’s not hard!” Twilight assured with confidence.

“Easy for you to say, you’re a female, not a male in this crazed time.” He retorted.

She playfully nudged his side. “There shouldn’t be much to worry about, many of the mares in Ponyville have outstanding self-control and are able to suppress their needs for a period of time. Trust me, you’ll be fine.”

Isaiah crossed his arms. “How could I believe that? Need I remind you of those mares who chased me around?! I’m calling BS Twilight.”

She didn’t understand what ‘BS’ meant but carried on to explain. “Well… I’m not going to lie Isaiah, some of those mares have a problem with their self-control.”

“Whatever.” The human sighed, wanting to ignore the past and continue on. “And how come you won’t help me again?”

“Because I…” The mare paused, searching for a excuse that wouldn’t bring attention to herself and what she did. “... I’m doing an experiment! Yes, that’s what I’m doing!”

He aggravatedly sighed as he facepalmed. “Does masturbating and loudly moaning with your window open part of the experiment? Come on Twi, don’t lie to me; I know. If you’re really are busy and don’t want to do it, just say it okay?”

Before Isaiah could continue on, the mare he was talking to teleported away. As soon as he knew where she went, a loud feminine cry filled his ears from upstairs. Somewhere deep down, the man felt like he should’ve told her more carefully and tactfully.

As fast as she disappeared, Twilight reappeared with a heavy blush encroaching across her cheeks. Isaiah could see the fire in her eyes as she peered into his.

The man raised his hands in defence. “Shimmer down Twilight, nothing to really worry about. There’s no need of worrying about word spreading around about you flicking the bean. Hell, if it makes you feel better; I think your moans are pretty cute.”

Twilight almost fainted at Isaiah’s complement.

“Nothing much was really noticeable, actually, come to think of it, your climax was pretty loud if I do say so myself.” He didn’t show it, but Isaiah enjoyed how the mare was reacting to his words. He kept on going. “What are you using, just a regular dildo or a vibrator?”

Twilight’s vision went black as she began to fall to the floor. Isaiah, who didn’t expect her to react in such a way, he stuck out has arms and caught her before she fully collapsed. He held her limp body in his arms; keeping her up right until she started to get her wits back together.

“Ah shit Twilight, I didn’t mean to push it to the point that you’d faint!” He apologized when he noticed her eyes lock onto his. “Sorry about that…”

She didn’t bother to move, she rather let Isaiah hold her in his embrace.

“You alright Twi? You still there?” He asked as he gently shook her, waking her up a little more.

“Ohhh…” She groaned.

The human lifted her up and gave her a better chance to stand onto her hooves. When all of her legs were planted firmly onto the wood floor, he let go of her and waited to see if she needed further assistance.

She shifted her body away from his hands and turned to him with the same fury in her eyes from before; now with a heavier blush. “How could you say that, let alone ask it?!”

“Damn, I don’t know. I’m so used to saying those crude remarks and getting equally crude answered back where I’m from; I completely forgot how things are here, especially for you.” He shamefully explained while rubbing the back of his head in discomfort.

Twilight wanted to keep on going with the argument, but a scroll appeared right in front of her. The sudden arrival of the message surprised her, usually spike would be the one sending and receiving the messages. But with everything going on in Ponyville, her mom and dad let him stay at their place until things settled down like every year when the estrous came. The act of sending and receiving messages without her assistant felt like betrayal.

Leaving Isaiah to awkwardly stand, Twilight unrolled the scroll and began to read it’s contents to herself:

“Dear Twilight Sparkle

I’d hate to ask for your assistance during this time of year during our natural response for a natural desire. I am fully aware that I usually give you and your friends some assured undisturbed time during this season, but I must ask for a simple favor from you.

Cadance, Luna, and I are in search for our dear friend Isaiah. Our visit to his shelter has proven to be fruitless, even Luna had taken it upon herself to briefly search for him in the surrounding area with no sign of him. We have made the safe bet that Isaiah hadn’t ventured off into the Everfree Forest because, knowing how much he eats and time, he’d wandered into Ponyville for food.

We worry for him, my dearest pupil and for good reasons too. Please find him and when you do, please shelter him and message us of his arrival; we promise we won’t take long to acquire him.

On a small side note... I know that this time of season makes us pursue the company of a partner to assist us in our time of need and desire. While indulging in the intimate activities, remember to be respectful to those around you and their views. I know this may seem outlandish, bizarre, and alien for me to say this to you; please do not claim Isaiah as yours. I’m sorry if I am preventing you from claiming a partner but I beg for you to understand. Isaiah isn’t from our world (I’m sure you’re fully aware of that), thus he isn’t aware of our culture and what’s socially acceptable.

Anyway, thank you so much for helping and understanding us Twilight. I’ll be sure to help you along in your further studied in the future, but for now, we have a human to search for and bring to safety.

Sincerely, Princess Celestia”

When Twilight finished reading the message on the scroll, she poked her head to the side to see if the human was still there; he was.

She chose to once again read over the message incase she accidentally missed something. Seeing how the man stood in front of her, she wouldn’t have to bother herself by going out and looking for him.

“Let me, guess; it’s from Celestia?”

“Princess Celestia.” She tried to correct him, unaware of his relationship with the mighty ruler. “To answer your question, the message was from her. It’s about you; for your information…”

Hearing from the princesses would normally be wonderfully accepted news, but knowing how mares were acting up currently… something told Isaiah that he should worry. “Care to explain.”

“I can hear your unease in your voice; there’s nothing to worry about, I promise. Princess Celestia sent me a message containing a request for me to search and obtain you for safe keeping till she arrives. You just happened to do all my work for me it seems.”

Twilight turned around and trotted over to a desk near the staircase. From there, she conjured up a fresh scroll and summoned a inked quill. With her gathered supplies, the dedicated mare began to write out the message for the princess of the day.

Isaiah, who sat against the far wall from Twilight, twirled the bag with the school supplies in a loop. All he had to do now was sit back, relax, and wait for the princesses.

While Celestia’s student was halfway finished with the message, a large unidentifiable massed into the front door of the library.

*BAM* *BAM* *BAM*

The man rose to his feet and retreated far away from the door that seemed like it would be knocked down in the next assault. From behind the wooden door, Twilight and Isaiah could hear the yells and cries that came from the mares who stalked and chased the man around town.

“Uh, Twilight?!” He yelled, gaining her attention. “Something’s telling me the twins snitched!”

*BAM*

“How could they be so inconsiderate of someponies choice of not wanting to copulate? How dare they come to my home in such a manner?” The mare aggravated sighed with disappointment.

Isaiah noticed that each time the mob would hit the door, Twilight’s enchantment shivered like waves on a surface of water. He didn’t like the look of it.

An unknown mare popped head up to one of the many window that surrounded the library and screamed aloud when she laid eyes on the man.

“How much longer until you’re able to call for the princesses?” The human asked as he backed away towards the kitchen.

The sane unicorn followed him. “Not soon enough; I’m only halfway finished with the message. Even if I did send her the message right now, it’ll take a few minutes for her to arrive.”

“And those few minutes ain’t good right now. By the time Celestia and Luna get here, those crazy fuckers will be swarming this place!”

Twilight turned to him annoyingly. “It’s Princess Celestia and Princess Luna; it’s rather mean to call the mares outside a bad name like the one you just said.”

“Do you think they care what they’re being called right now? I’m pretty sure other things are on their minds at this moment.”

“Isaiah, with an attitude like that, I should open the door and let them in; sounds pretty good considering what you said a while ago that caused me to almost faint!”

He gripped the bag so tight in his hands, his knuckles turned white. “You wouldn’t…”

“I don’t know Isaiah… it sounds pretty reasonable right now…”

The man ignored her and focused on what the kitchen had to offer. Using the table and chairs seemed like they would stall them momentarily if he ever decided to use them to barricade the door. The frying pans hanging over the oven seemed like an optional choice; too bad it would be a step too far and would most likely get his ass thrown into prison.

But a light in shining darkness caught his eye; a backdoor.

Twilight could see the look in his eye as he stared at the door. “I know what you’re thinking Isaiah but I believe it’ll be best if you stayed here and wait for me to send the message and--”

“No can do Twilight! I have a better chance out there than I do in here; running into the Everfree will change their minds…”

“That is not a good idea, you’ll just be thrown into another unwanted situation. The creatures of the Everfree don’t care if you’re running away from a group of mares; you’re just their next meal if you got there!”

Isaiah unlocked the back door while turned to the unicorn. “We’ll just have to see what happens won’t we? Please tell the princess to stay at my place, I’ll be there in a couple of minutes.”

She peered down to the floor, unsure if she should listen to the human and disobey her mentor. Picking the correct and right answer seemed a little too hard than what it should be. “I don’t know Isaiah, Princess Celestia asked me to safeguard you…”

“Listen, if you tell the princesses of my orders, I’ll let you ask me as many questions as you want for three days; I promise!”

I large smile formed on Twilight’s face, how could she refuse an offer like that? “Deal! When the opportunity rises, we’ll begin our session!”

Right as she agreed, Isaiah opened the back door and made a dead sprint towards the Everfree Forest. Unfortunately, the direction he had to run to would expose himself to the dozen mares stalking him. Isaiah would have to go around the group, ultimately wasting his time pursuing a safer route.

<><><><><><>

Isaiah lightly huffed while resting his sweaty head onto the rough bark of a tree. Both his breathing and his stomach sang as he brought his right arm to wipe away some of the perspiration on his forehead. The man couldn’t tell what was worse; his burning musicals or his roaring empty stomach.

“Just a quarter of a mile and I’ll be at the shelter. Hopefully Twilight told them to stay put…” He thought to himself.

He ended his short break and resumed his walk. The bag of school supplies he slung onto his back swayed across himself, back and forth the moved at each step.

What Isaiah desperately wanted as he walked was a cold glass of water, a plate full of meat, and a AC unit blowing in cool air into his face. Something like a nice cold shower sounded truly amazing to him, he hadn’t washed as of lately and could feel the affects of it; the humidity inside the forest didn’t help at all.

His tongue felt dry to him, almost as if a cotton ball was placed into his mouth and absorbed all of his saliva. The clothes he wore stuck to him, the sweat acted as a weak glue that bounded his skin and clothing together. His feet slightly hurt, running around in the boots he wore didn’t agree with the continuous running from the mares and the added humidity; his socks didn’t help and only contributed to the problem. While everything else bugged him to a degree, his hunger bothered him the most. All of the physical actions of the day used whatever energy from his last meal to good use at least.

Even though his body pained him, he didn’t his tiredness bring him down from completing his goal. Isaiah promised himself that everything would be alright and calm down; the thought of the princesses bringing him something to eat sounded heavenly.

Isaiah brought the bag away from his back and twirled it around in a circle. The man stared at the spinning blur of the bag full of the books and worksheets, thinking to himself, “Maybe Queen Chrysalis can help me out with this? She’s been in Equestria for a really long time, she’s bound to know how to teach me a thing or two when it comes to equish. Hope-”

“I’ve found him aunties! You know the rules, he’s mine!” A certain pink alicorn yelled aloud, yanking Isaiah out of his thoughts and whipping around to see the owner of the voice.

Princess Cadance quickly blazed down the trail in a fast trot; her eyes on the prize and her grin wide. Isaiah couldn’t decipher fast enough whether to run or not, his slow reaction payed it’s price when the mare lunged at him with her forelegs extended out to tackle the man in a hug.

The human braced himself for the collision… but it didn’t come. He popped an eye open to see Princess Cadance encompassed in a blue aurora; Luna’s blue aurora. Isaiah turned his head around for the mare who saved him from the youngest alicorn’s attempted tackle.

His savor emerged from the treeline that bordered the trail, her horn glowing with magic as she smirked at Princess Cadance. “While you may of announced first, you’re not the first one to find him. I have been following him, waiting for the perfect time to claim my victory!”

The mare trapped in Princess Luna’s magic strained to look at her captor. “Auntie, I’m sure that whoever finds Isaiah first receives that right for first round. I’m the first to vocalize my winnings, not you or Tia. Plus, for all I know, you’re lying!”

Isaiah fixated his attention from the pink mare to the the dark-blue mare in confusion. “What’s going on?”

Both of the alicorns ignored him and continued on in their argument.

Cadance managed to break the binds of Luna’s magical grasp and landed back onto the trail with her hooves. “I win, you lose. It’s simple, is it not?”

Luna humphed as she rose her chin with her eyes closed. “You’re just jealous that I was the first one to find him…”

From the sidelines, Isaiah watched the two bicker between each other over some kind of game of theirs that he didn’t understand. But one thing he could tell, they were fighting over him for whatever reason. Whenever he would try to ask a question to quell his confusion, either Cadance or Luna would shush him silent.

He was about to back away and run but a quiet ‘psst’ caught his attention.

“Overhere… behind you…” Isaiah heard from behind. When he turned around to look at the culprit, he was greeted with the sight of Princess Celestia hiding behind a bush. “Come here silly… quick before they notice…” She added with another whisper.

He didn’t need to be told twice, Princess Celestia seemed more acceptable to be around unlike her little sister and niece.

As things started to escalate between Luna and Cadance, Isaiah slipped away unnoticed and joined Celestia by her side. When he was safely behind the bush with her, she wrapped a forehoof around his waist and pulled him into a hug. The man, unsure of what the hell was going on, accepted the hug and returned the favor.

With his mouth next to her ear, he whispered. “Mind telling me what’s going on please?”

Celestia quickly nuzzled him and said, “I’m about to announce my prize, come.”

The solar mare gently nudged him forward towards Luna and Cadance. Isaiah tried to resist but Celestia ushered him even more with added effort.

“Celestia?”

“Promise me, you’ll be fine… hopefully.” She said with a little giggle at the end.

She gave him another nudge, a nudge that was just strong enough to make him stumble forward and kick up a small cloud of dust that caught the two arguing mare’s attention. Both of them stopped their fussing and stared at not only Isaiah, but Celestia too.

Princess Celestia motioned Isaiah to lower himself down to her head level. When he was at her height, she leaned forward and pecked him on the lips with hers. The mare of the sun triumphantly turned to her fellow rulers with a beaming smile.

“Sister,” Princess Luna began. “I thought we didn’t agree to that rule of finishing the competition? I’m absolutely sure we came to the conclusion that the first pony to bear Isaiah in a hug will be the winner; kissing was ruled out.”

“What?” Isaiah and Celestia said simultaneously, only one really knew what was going on.

“She’s right Celly, we didn’t agree to kissing Isaiah at the end because it would be a little too risky. Us fighting over him and while trying to kiss him to claim victory is a little too dangerous.” Cadance added. “Bumping heads with our horns isn't safe.”

Isaiah cleared his throat, which gained their attention. “Actually, Celestia did give me a hug behind the bush we hid behind. Therefore she is the winner of whatever game y’all are playing…”

Princess Celestia’s ears flicked with joy when he confirmed her victory. She happily propped herself onto him and kissed him again; mocking Luna and Cadance.

“Great, now she’s rubbing it in.” Cadenza duly stated.

The princess of the night rolled her eyes, causing Celestia to giggle at her expression.

“Still in the dark here, someone please explain what’s going on?” The man once again pleaded for an answer.

“Oh we will, but I think that a special someone is hungry? Am I right?” Celestia questioned even though she knew.

“I’m starving,” He started. “I haven’t eaten all day today.”

Princess Luna walked up to him and lit her horn with her magic. And in a flash of white light, a canteen of water and a brown bag appeared in front of Isaiah. “Hopefully this should do. We can say that we’re not surprised that you’re hungry.”

“Running away from a dozen mares tends to take a bunch of energy, doesn't it?” Cadance laughed. “Twilight made sure to include the mob you had to run from. It’s pretty funny if you think about it.”

“What’s so funny about being chased around town by a dozen mares who wish to get freaky in bed and share me with their friends n’ shit. It was like they were going to rape me or something.”

“There’s nothing to worry about for now Isaiah,” Celestia assured. “we’re here and I’-no, we’ll be sure to keep you out of trouble, right?”

Luna and Cadance nodded their heads.

Isaiah reach out a hand to grab the food and water. The eldest alicorn enveloped the bag of food in her magic and pulled it away from the man before he could grasp it. She held it just far enough away so when he would reach out to for it, she would pull it away from him.

“Why are you taunting me with the food? Please just let me have it, that’s all I ask.” Isaiah annoyingly asked her.

“It’s probably best if we found somewhere safer, presumably your shelter?” Celestia offered her idea.

The man shot out his hand and missed the bag. “Only if it means that I can have the food you’re keeping away from me, then let’s go.”

The three alicorns and human turned towards the direction of Isaiah’s shelter. The path they walked on had seen it’s very few travelers; bushes, vines, branches both living and dead obscured the pathway. When a vine or tree branch would get in their way, Isaiah would speed up and set the offending object out of they way so the mares couldn’t have to deal with it.

Isaiah constantly flicked his eyes over at the bag in Celestia’s magic. His stomach gave a particularly loud growl that caused Luna to look at her sister with concern.

“Tia, I believe that’s it’s rather cruel of you to not give Isaiah his food. Waiting until we get there seems rude especially when he’s been physically active with a empty stomach and unquenched thirst.” The princess of the night voiced her thought.

Celestia sighed. “I suppose you’re right Lulu.” She floated the food and water slightly above him. When he tried to reach out she pulled it away like she did so many times before. “You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that Isaiah~.”

The man wouldn’t allow her to taunt him anymore. Isaiah promptly rose his right hand back and slapped her flank, which then caused her to drop the food and water and her flank to jiggle.

“Oh my~” Princess Cadance giggled.

The alicorn with the sun cutie-mark blushed red like a tomato. Princess Luna nudged her side with her plated hoof. “Maybe next time when the two of you are in bed, Isaiah should tend to your submissive side and treat you like the naughty mare you are…”

“Maybe next time when the two of you are in bed, Isaiah should tend to your dominant side and you should treat him like the disobedient man he his. Spanking him like he did to me should straighten him up, right?” Celestia spoke, causing her sister to nod and Isaiah to pause from digging into the bag.

“Can we not do that? I’m all for spanking as long as I’m not the one getting spanked.” The man affirmed.

“I could always hold you down so Luna can do her work,” Cadance turned to her fellow ruler. “wouldn’t that be nice and helpful auntie?” Princess Cadance offered her assistance.

Isaiah rolled his eyes and went back to searching the bag of food.

<><><><><><>

“Home sweet home.” Isaiah announced as he held the shelter’s door open for the princesses.

Princess Cadance’s pupils grew as she inspected the shelter for the first time. She had heard great things from her aunties, Twilight, and even her husband about Isaiah’s belongings. Many obscure and some recognizable items filled the shelter, but the unknown out weighed the known.

But what she really wanted to know if Celestia and Luna spoke of the truth; a special device that played music of many types, sounding as if they played right in front of her. Celestia and Luna told her of a band from Isaiah’s world called ‘The Beatles’, and apparently they were extremely famous from where they originated.

Not only was the music of interest, but something along the lines of an advance projector that played movies in color. Color. At first, she couldn’t believe her aunties when they described the use of color in the movies, something like that hasn’t been invented yet; not in Equestria at least. When they explained the quality of the film, she immediately disregarded the idea, there’s no way that something could be so detailed like it was seen with the pony eye.

“I know it not exactly pleasant to be in here Cadance but over time it isn’t as bad as it is the first time in here.” Isaiah spoke, breaking the princess out of her thoughts.

“I-It’s alright, there’s nothing absolutely wrong.”

Celestia and Luna lightly giggled.

“Always trying to be so sweet?” The man questioned the princess of love. “It’s a oven in here.”

“If we keep the doors open, there will be better airflow inside the shelter.” Luna advised.

“Maybe placing that fan of yours next to the entrance with boost the condition inside here too.” Celestia added to Isaiah.

He walked over and picked up the fan by the handle on it’s frame. “I was thinking the same thing actually.”

When Isaiah settled the large fan next to the door, he bent over and powered it on. As the fan voomed to life, Princess Cadance let out a yelp of freight at the sudden sound and movement of the fan.

“How’s it doing that? What’s powering it?” She asked while trying to prevent herself from backing away like a little filly.

“It’s simple,” The man patted a strange rectangular object that protruded from the wall. “it’s powered by electricity. The electricity powers the motor inside the fan, and turns some gears that make the slightly curved blades spin fast enough to pull air in and push air out on the other side.”

“A fan powered by electricity? The fans here in Equestria are powered by special gems that hold a magical charge that provides the fan with enough power to operate properly.” The princess of love explained. “Where does the power come from though?”

“That,” Isaiah patted Princess Celestia on the back. “is something that we should thank Celestia for, her sun powers everything in here. On top of my shelter, I have these special devices called solar panels. What those panels do is they gather and absorb the energy in the sun’s rays and turn them into electricity that can power some of the things I have in here for a limited time. Honesty, that’s pretty much all I know of how solar panels work, I’m not an expert on them. Anyway, as long as I have enough energy stored, I can use what ever electrical appliance I need until all power that is saved is gone.”

“Wow, that’s really neat if you think about it…” Cadance mumbled.

“I agree, the advancements in technology of human’s is undeniably awe inspiring without a doubt.” Luna nodded too.

Isaiah grasped an apple from the bag of food, which still had plenty of fruit inside, and walked over to Celestia who was carefully getting onto the hammock. The man could see that she was having some difficulty, so he reached out a hand and held the hammock stable for her to get on.

She whispered her thanks to the man when she laid down onto the finicky bed. Celestia decided to make some room for the man to join her, which he did without as much difficulty as she had. As a sign of gratitude, Isaiah clamped his hands onto the apple and broke it into two pieces and gave her a half.

Luna decided to give Cadance a tour of his shelter, leaving him and Celestia alone on the hammock in each other's embrace. He stuck a leg out and used it to push against the wall so they could gently swing.

The mare beside Isaiah looked up to him from where she laid, and stared into his calming blue eyes she adored so much. As she nibbled on her half of the apple, the man dragged a hand up and down her back to sooth her while she ate.

Every so often, Celestia and Isaiah could hear something moving in the back of the shelter, Luna and Cadance were probably moving something around to inspect whatever they were looking at. The man didn’t exactly approved of the two snooping around his home but he knew that he was being a little too defense of his belongings.

“Isaiah?” Celestia started with her soft soothing voice.

“Hmm?”

She snuggled her head onto the crook of his neck. “What was in the bag you were carrying when Luna and Cadance found you?”

“It’s some childre- foalsbooks and some papers on learning equish. I’d thought that it would be a good idea to learn the written language so I can get around easier and know what’s going on without having to ask someone.” He explained.

“Do you need some help? I’m sure that Luna and I, possibly even Cadance, can spare some time to assist you.”

The man remembered his original plan of asking Queen Chrysalis for help. “Nah, I’m good for now, but thank you for offering.”

“If you say so.” The solar mare accepted his decline. “But always remember that we’re here to help you.”

While Celestia and Isaiah cuddled each other on the hammock while finishing their pieces of apple, Luna and Cadance explored the items in the back.

From where they stood, two large shelves blocked the human’s view of the two princesses adventure in the back.

Luna proved to be much more thrilled about the knick knacks that lines the walls and shelves, while Cadance was also interested in the alien objects, she didn’t share the enthusiasm that her aunt had.

The princess of the night practically inspected every inch of whatever item she bared, like it was some kind of holy artifact from an old civilization. Neither one of them understood the dark-green board with odd metallic pegs sticking out of it’s rough surface was supposed to do but Luna didn’t care; it was foreign and out of their world.

“Such wonder and curiosity! Everything Isaiah bares in here possesses some kind of technology that we can learn and gain knowledge from; with his help, we can drive ourselves further in advancements and technology while progressing faster than ever! Image it young Cadance, Equestria can reach the golden age that we’ve never experienced before!” Luna pridefully wondered to her niece.

Princess Cadance simply nodded her head while poking and prodding through some stuff inside a cardboard box.

“My goodness! I remember a bookcase near Isaiah’s living area, they must bare even more knowledge about his kind and world! Think of it, our progress in technology and knowledge of advance science will be ten times faster than it currently is!”

Princess Mi Amore Cadenza glanced over to her aunt, who was trembling with excitement. “Auntie Luna, I think you need to calm down a little…you’re kinda creeping me out with that odd grin of yours.”

Luna notice that she was doing what her niece as telling her and controlled herself. “My apologies.”

“It’s alright, we all tend to get over excited over something don’t we?” She said while accidentally knocking down a glossy magazine off a high shelf. “Opps!”

Princess Cadance knelt down to grasp the fallen object with her mouth but stopped when she saw what appeared to me a beautiful female human on the cover.

“What have you discovered?” Her aunt asked from behind, trying to look over her shoulder.

“I don’t know…” The youngest alicorn stuck out a pink hoof and turned a page of the glossy magazine. “Oh my gosh, it’s a mare’s clothing catalog.”

“It’s woman, not mare.” Luna corrected the other princess.

Cadance noted the term and continued to flip through the pages of the Victoria's Secret magazine. Both of the princesses immediately became intrigued by not only the models, but the clothing too.

“Th-These women, they’re so beautiful…” Cadance mumbled aloud to her aunt.

“I agree. They are truly captivating; their clothing is gorgeous and expertly well crafted too.”

One by one, the pages of the women’s catalog were flipped until Cadance reached the lingerie section.

“Goodness gracious!” The princess of love half-yelled.

A smile formed on Princess Luna’s face. “It seems we had stumbled upon the lingerie portion of the magazine. But I must say, they’re more attractive than the women on the magazine with the bunny head with the bow tie.”

Cadance was unaware that Luna was referring to the Playboy magazine she and Celestia ‘borrowed’ from Isaiah.

Another page was flipped to reveal a blonde woman with sparkling blue eyes. The model wore red and black, frilly lingerie that covered and exposed just the right amount of skin. Princess Cadance’s amethyst eyes traveled up and down her captivating body.

“I’m not going to lie Luna, I really want what she’s wearing.”

“Too bad it’s not woven for a pony of your stature, let alone created in Equestria.” Luna stated to the younger alicorn.

Princess Cadance brought a hoof to her chin in thought. “Maybe we can assign the private seamstresses of the castle to make us some.”

Luna scuffed. “I doubt they’ll produce something so scandalous as lingerie.”

“You’re wrong right there auntie Luna. I’ve hired them to make me lingerie on many accounts. And you know what? They always keep quiet about their projects, therefore leaving the worries of confidential wants unknown to the public and safe.”

“Are you absolutely positive?”

“One hundred and ten percent positive. While having to use a picture of the lingerie being worn by a female as their base line, I’m sure they can managed; not once have they let me down.”

“If you say so…” Luna coyfully agreed, making Cadance quietly cheer.

Suddenly, music began to fill the shelter from the speakers. The soothing music caused the princess of love to gasp and wonder with joy. She dashed off towards Celestia and Isaiah, leaving Luna alone as she lightly folded the magazine and slid it underneath the regula on her barrel. The magazine was just small enough to hide under it..

Princess Cadance skidded to a halt and almost let out a girly ‘aww’ when she noticed Isaiah and Celestia cuddling with each other on the hammock as they gently swayed back and forth.

The eldest alicorn half opened an eye and asked, “Would you like to join us Cadance? I’m sure we can make some room for you…”

Isaiah patted a space in front of Celestia’s belly. She knew what he meant, she happily trotted over and climbed into the hammock. The man had to each a hand out and grasped a support beam so the hammock wouldn’t flip on them.

Right as Cadance situated herself, Luna huffed loudly.

The trio on the hammock looked at the princess who was left out. They could see that their wasn’t any available room for her to join, except…

“Hey Luna, climb onto me and rest; we’ll manage with the lack of room on his hammock.” Isaiah proposed the thought.

She smiled her confident smile. “Indeed I will…”

The man had to help the mare climb onto the hammock and rest on him. When she finally laid down on him, the hammock began to tip.

“Nononononononono!” Isaiah repeated as the Luna and Celestia braced themselves for the fall.

Thankfully, Cadance reacted better and quicker than the others could. She shot out her right hind-leg to the plywood floor; preventing the tip over of the hammock and group.

“Excellent save Cadance. That would’ve been quite the unwanted experience if I do say so myself.” Princess Celestia praised to her niece.

She giggled. “We wouldn’t want that now would we?”

Princess Luna began to adjust her body while advising, “If we are going to partake in a group cuddle on this type of bed, I suggest we find a better way to rest our bodies so we won't tip over again.”

After a minute of moving and adjusting, Isaiah found himself in the middle, Celestia to his left, Luna to his right, and Cadance resting on his body. All together, they fit snuggly with one another.

Both Celestia and Luna were unaware of the rising conflict between Cadance and Isaiah. While the sisters had their eyes closed and faces buried in the crook of his neck, the princess of love straddled the human and peered down to him; waiting for him to give her permission to lay onto him.

Isaiah nodded his head to the princess. She then slid her body down and hovered her face above his. Cadance developed a devilish idea.

“Soo…ow!” The man yelped when the princess of love nipped his nose.

The man reared his left hand back. Right as he was about to collide his hand with her flank, he stopped; realizing that it was a trick when he saw the princess grinning while biting her lower lip in anticipation.

She whined in disappointment when their was no pleasuring slap.

Isaiah grabbed the offending mare’s body and pulled her down far enough so her head was resting on his chest. May that it be not as exciting as the original position, she quickly adapted and learned why her aunties loved resting their heads on his chest.

“I can hear your heartbeat!” She gasped with giddiness.

“Well, I am alive you know. So there’ll be a heartbeat.”

Cadance didn’t say anything and focused her hearing on his natural beat. The man chose to ignore her fascination of something so regular. He assumed that heartbeats have a different meaning in Equestrian cultural than it does in his.

Princess Luna brought her muzzle out his neck, she then slowly wrapped her hooves around his arm. Princess Celestia then did the same thing as her sister did; both of them tightly hugging his arms and preventing him from moving them freely. Confusion grew in the man’s mind, and before he could ask what was going on, Princess Cadance slid her body down some more and wrapped her hind-legs around his.

In a matter of seconds, the three princesses successfully rendered the human immobile. He tried to move all of his limbs but couldn’t; their bodies prevented him from moving his arms and legs in the slightest.

“Can y’all explain why y’all are holding me arms and legs like a python trying to constrict it’s prey?”

Celestia turned her body so she could be face to face with him. She lowered down her lips right above his; barely touching. “So you can’t run away from us~”

Isaiah froze at her words, the fact that Luna was tracing his ear with her tongue didn’t help either.

Author's Notes:

Dang it, this came out a little later than I expected. I promised myself that I was going to finish this chapter on Friday night but apparently my friends wanted me to go hangout with them. I partied a little too hard and woke up with a massive headache.

I'm gonna go ahead and say I'm sorry for the delay and errors in this story; my head hurts like shit being shot out of a cannon...

I promise that I'll be more orderly in the future when it comes to Lonesome; school will interfere but I can manage some how.

I really need y'all to do me a favor. In the future I will have three chapters that are all three part series. I don't know if I should upload them all at one or if I should upload them one day at a time. I'll put this in the comments so y'all can vote on the better decision.

Lastly, when I will be writing the three part series, it'll take some time for them to be published because they'll be around the 6000-8000 word marker I think.