Well, here I was. In front of the Ponyville library. I had been living here for six years now, and I had never noticed that the tree in the middle of the village was hollowed out and contained a library and an apartment within. I had assumed the last part since the good doctor had said that this Twilight Sparkle also lived here.

He had described her as a lavender-coloured unicorn with a dark, violet mane traversed by a brighter stripe. Her cutie mark apparently was a star surrounded by smaller stars. I wracked my brain to try and remember where I had heard of such a description before. I was sure that something about it sounded familiar, but at same time, I was sure I had never seen her.

Doctor Stable had given me a short letter, together with my data, so that this miraculous unicorn could get a clearer picture of my situation. My claim - for it was nothing more than that at the moment - that I couldn’t get pregnant from a pony was attached as well.

Despite not believing it myself, I tried to remember who exactly I had been with during the Bonertime. But I’ll be damned if I remembered just one face. I was relatively sure that one time it was just a tongue accompanied by a very feminine voice that I heard moaning as she slipped it into me. Huh… maybe I went over the top there.

However, all that would not help me at the moment, so I knocked on the door. “Coming!” a surprisingly childish voice shouted, and I wasn’t disappointed. I looked over the little guy at first since he only reached up to my knees. I knew that there were dragons on this world, but I had never seen one before. Before the tot could even ask what the nearly hairless thing in front of his door wanted, my two hands wrapped around him and began to hug the last gasp of air out of him. I loved reptiles. I had my two snakes at home named Mortimer and Samsa. The latter one had the name I wanted to give my daughter one day if I ever had one. But hey, now I had the chance.

I continued squeezing the life out of the little dragon, my cheek squished against his while he tried to free himself out of my grip by pushing against my shoulder with his two claws. However, it was to no avail. “Twilight!” he groaned at some point, but I barely noticed. What I did detect was when the little dragon suddenly slipped out of my grip like rubber and was levitated to the ground.

In the door stood the unicorn the doctor had described. She smiled at the diminutive drake as she inspected him. “I’ve seen many reactions to Spike, but you are the first one to react like that.”

I smiled awkwardly. “Sorry. Miss Sparkle, I presume?” She nodded. “And excuse me, Spike. I’m a huge fan of reptiles.”

The little one tried to glare angrily at me, making him look even cuter in my eyes. “I’m not a reptile. I’m a dragon,” he muttered, folding his arms petulantly.

Ignoring him, Twilight Sparkle stepped past him and reached out a hoof to me. I leaned down a bit and returned the pony’s greeting with my fist. “Sorry again. I am Melody.”

“Nice to meet you, Melody.” The unicorn smiled again. “What can I do for you?”

I quickly remembered the documents from Doctor Stable that had suffered from all the hugging. “Um, I’m here because of Doctor Stable’s recommendation. He said you could help me with a small medical problem.” Immediately, the mare eyed me closely. She started at my head, went over my neck to my breasts, and finally down to my feet.

“No coat, ears at the wrong position, nose deformed, teats on the chest, arms very thin, legs too long, no paws…” she muttered as she listed what she thought was wrong with me. At first I was a bit confused that she reacted this way, but now I realized that she just thought she had a malformed creature in front of her that she already knew. I couldn’t let that chance slip past. “… and finally, five instead of three appendages at each extremity.” Her eyes went up to my face again. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and say you had contact with Poison Joke.”

“No. At least not that I know of. What is Poison Joke?”

“A plant that grows in the Everfree Forest. A blue flower. Are you sure?” She eyed me carefully again. Her eyes stopped at my thighs.

“Very sure. I have never been in the forest.” After living in Ponyville for a few years, I knew that nopony with the slightest shred of common sense would go into the forest. And if there was one thing ponies were exceptionally good at, it was avoiding danger. There were only two extremes for them. It was either child’s play or you gave it a wide berth.

“A magical accident with a unicorn then?” she guessed and stroked her chin.

“No again.”

“Then… you were born with these… malformations?” she asked carefully.

“Well, these here,” I pointed at my breasts, “weren’t always that large. It was sometime around ten years ago that they started to grow. I grew as well. At one point, I was just as tall as Spike.” Twilight examined me further while the dragon seemed to hear the sarcasm out of my voice. He slightly leaned over to her and whispered something into her ear.

“What? Of course she is a diamond dog! What else could she be?” the unicorn mare shouted suddenly and pointed a hoof at me.

“I don’t know, Twilight,” Spike replied and crossed his arms in front of his chest again. “I mean, she doesn’t look like diamond dog at all to me. She walks on two legs, but that’s about it.” The little guy was no fool.

But now it was time to end this game. “Well, I’m no diamond dog. I’m a human.” Both looked at me and blinked. “Don’t worry, you couldn’t have known that. I’m the local alien, sort of.” I knew in that moment, as her mouth swung opened and almost hit the ground, that the message had hit home.

“Alien? Like not from this planet?” she asked to make sure. “Like not from this planet we call Equis?” I just nodded and grinned. I remained quiet while waiting for her to ask her next question. But she did the same, the difference being her remaining absolutely frozen in place.

A whole minute passed. “Is she… okay?”

The dragon waved a hoof in front of her eyes. “She’s gonna be alright.” We both nodded and were silent for a moment. “An alien, eh?” he then asked.

“The last time I checked, this wasn’t the planet I grew up on.” We both nodded again and remained quiet for a while. “Maybe we should go inside?” I proposed.

Spike nodded, walked underneath Twilight, and lifted her up with both his arms like she was a cardboard cut-out. “Sure, come on in.” I ducked a bit as I followed him through the door and saw the library for the first time from the inside. It was a large circular room. The shelves, where thousands of books were packed, looked as though they were just cut from the wall. Despite only having a few small windows in the tree bark, the room was well lit. In the middle of the room stood a small table with a bust on it while in one corner was a desk. A staircase led upstairs where their private quarters must be. That left only two more doors here in the first floor. Spike placed Twilight next to the desk. “I’ll make some tea,” he said and disappeared through one of the doors into the kitchen.

Not knowing what I should do now, I went over to the frozen unicorn and crouched down in front of her so that we were at the same eye level. I snapped my fingers in front of her eyes a few times, trying to find some signs of life inside her. “Melody to Twilight. Twilight, come in. Over.” Unfortunately, I was unsuccessful.

In that moment, Spike came back from the kitchen. “The tea should be ready in a moment.” Then he saw me standing in front of Twilight.

“Can’t we wake her up somehow? I don’t want to be rude or impatient, but I have some other things planned today as well.” I wanted to visit Applejack. If there was somepony to talk to about this whole thing, then it would be my best friend. She would surely say that I should have seen it coming with my lifestyle, but at the same time, she would be there for me.

The dragon rolled his eyes, took a random book out of the shelf, and opened the first page. “You owe me one,” he simply said and tore the page for about one millimetre. It was as though that sound was the only thing in the universe given the way how everything else was quiet. The frozen mare suddenly sprung to life, tackled the dragon to the side, and looked in horror at the damage he had caused.

“Spike!” she shouted. “How often do I have to tell you to be more careful with your claws?” Unimpressed, he just pointed into my direction. Twilight’s head spun around into my direction, and her jaw dropped again.

“Yes, we had that already,” I commented dryly.

Her eyes widened. “Oh my Celestia! I am so sorry! I didn’t want to insult you. I said all those things and… I am so sorry! I didn’t know you were an alien.” How should she? I thought to myself. “And you said you’re here for something?”

I presented her with my file. “The doctor did some examinations and well… I’m pregnant.” I just couldn’t resist. “You are the father, Twilight.” And we lost her again. Spike and I laughed for the first few minutes since even he knew that two females alone couldn’t have foals, but this mare seemed not to have noticed that at the moment.

Finally, after she didn’t move for over five minutes, I was alone with my problem. Spike had left with the words, “I don’t want to get into trouble again. I’m going to go visit Rarity. Close the door when you leave.”

So it was I who got the tea from the kitchen, a nice little one with just one unit and a table for a maximum of three and covered by a checker-patterned sheet. The tea was already done, and I returned to the library with two cups. The tea had cooled down a bit, and I was able to drink half of it by the time Twilight snapped back to reality again, this time much less confused than before. She then gave me a short lecture about how I shouldn’t play such pranks on ponies and congratulated me on my pregnancy.

“And that is the exact reason why I am here. I shouldn’t be able to get pregnant… by a pony at least. I can’t imagine that we have the same number of chromosomes and the right enzymes and all that.”

“Chromo-what?” Déjà-vu.

“I’m an alien, Twilight. It shouldn’t be possible that I could conceive a foal from a pony.”

She thought about it for a moment. “Well, I would have to run a few tests. We could do this right away, but I won’t be able to do more with it for a few more weeks. I am still working on a project for Princess Celestia.”

“Sounds fine to me.” I nodded and set the cup aside. “What kind of tests would those be?”

Apparently, the few seconds between my agreement and her questions were enough for her to flee into the land of thoughts. “Hmm, what? Oh, just taking a few samples and measurements.” Didn’t sound worse than what had happened in the hospital for the first time I had my whole body examined. Berry, in a rare burst of wisdom that I had to credit her for, had proposed that in case I ever got sick.

Together, Twilight and I got to it. She opened the other door in the first floor that led into the basement. After her horn glowed shortly, the lights in the little cellar room snapped on. The machines were the first thing I noticed, lined up one after the other. Tables were filled with test tubes, and there was another large shelf wall with books like formularies, lexica, and everything else that a mad scientist needed. Call me crazy, but it somehow gave me a bad feeling.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, Twilight pulled a chair out of a dark corner with her magic, dusted it off quickly with her tail, and motioned for me to sit down. “Is there a special reason for these clamps?” I asked carefully as I sat down on the cushioned chair and placed my arms where they were designed to go. The next moment, the clamps slammed shut, and my limbs were trapped.

“They are there for safety reasons during the examination,” Twilight assured me and pushed one of the machines over to me. Multiple cables came out of the glowing apparatus, lifted into the air suddenly, and swirled around me, held by the magic of the unicorn. “I know that some of this will feel a bit unpleasant, but everything will be alright.” The cables were held in a waiting position while she skimmed over the data I had given her. “Okay, if I understand this correctly, this one goes here.” One of the cables flew over to my breast, and the vacuum cup at the end stuck to my skin just where my heart was. “Perfect,” Twilight mumbled and looked into the file again. “And that goes there.” The next cup clung to my right wrist. “No cutie mark? Well…” She considered for a moment and looked at one of the cables confusedly, having no idea what to do with it. Then she shrugged and stuck it to my thigh anyways. I didn’t want to say anything, but the room was cold and so were the vacuum cups. A shiver ran down my spine every time she positioned each one, but this time I was almost shaking.

The next cable landed on my stomach, approximately where my uterus must have been, before Twilight inspected the file again. “I need a better access. Spread the chair a bit, please.” I just nodded, not really knowing what she meant.

But then I felt it. The chair was designed so that the lower part could be spread in a ninety degree angle. It led to me sitting there with spread legs. At least she carefully breathed upon the vacuum cup this time before placing it on my inner right thigh. “Hey! A warning would have been nice.” That I stayed so calm was due to two reasons. The first one was that Nurse Redheart, who had examined me before, had done something similar. The other one was Doctor Stable. He wouldn’t have recommended Twilight if she wouldn’t be professional.

“Sorry, but I have to secure them all in the right places to get the data I need.” With that, she placed the last two cables on my shoulder blades.

“What exactly are we measuring?” Maybe I should have asked that earlier. However, I had often run into situations in my life without really knowing what was going to happen. And I was still alive, right?

“We are measuring your magical level. Since you aren’t a pony, I don’t really know where your magic manifests, so I have to try different places that are the most promising.”

“And this concerns my pregnancy, how?”

She looked over at me like I had said the most stupid thing in the world. “Well, you are the one complaining about a pregnancy that shouldn’t exist. So there is the slight chance of your uterus emitting magic.” And I again had to say that I was no expert, but that seemed to be as good as any answer. I could only hope that this pony knew what she was doing.

“I’m turning on the machines. This whole thing might tingle a bit.” Thanks to the warning, I prepared for what might come. Twilight hovered her hoof over a button and looked back at me again. I took a deep breath and nodded. She pushed it.

Not a second later, I screamed in ecstasy as an orgasm ripped through my body. Twilight quickly turned off the machine again. My legs shook, fluids spilled onto the cushion of the chair, and my fingers had bored into the armrest. “What was that?” I asked perplexedly, still breathing heavily. The scent of my excitement mixed with urine wafted up to my nose.

Twilight, completely stunned, just stared at me. Only as my breath began to ease back to normal did she find her voice again. “That… That was just a small magical impulse. The more magic a creature has, the harder it is to go through its body. So the larger the resistance, the more magic is in a creature.” Exhausted, I leaned back in the chair. “Errr… would you like to use the toilet?”

“You’re a few seconds too late.” Twilight nodded.

“We… have to do that again. I didn’t even have to time to turn on the output.” I thought about it for a few seconds. I could use her shower anyways after that. And I doubted it could get much worse.

“Then let’s get this over with.” She moved to the same button again and waited for my signal. But this time I knew what was coming, and so I prepared myself. Not that the first time was unpleasant. I had barely felt the magical impulse, as she had called it, over my orgasm. So I did the only thing I could: I nodded at her again.

The pulse came immediately. My vagina convulsed as another orgasm jolted through my body. Every muscle in my body tensed and locked at once, and for a few seconds, my view turned white. As fast as it came, it was gone again. Then the next pulse came, and I shrieked again, moaning and bawling out to the heavens. The third orgasm came within a few seconds, not any worse than the other two. A wave of my fluids hit the cushions of the chair again, and I believed that if there had been anything left in my bladder, it would have escaped now as well. Another one followed, and another. I was moaning the whole time, cumming until my fluids seeped over the edge of the seat and onto the ground, writhing around and trying somehow to move my limbs. One side of me wanted to get out of this chair, the other wanted to push that damn machine of hers to the maximum.

Then it stopped, and every muscle in my body went limp. It was as pleasant as another orgasm after all that tension. With lidded eyes, I caught a glimpse of Twilight as she studied a lengthy sheet of paper that the machine had given her. My head felt heavy, and so my view shifted downwards a bit. Was that a small puddle under Twilight’s tail?

“Well, according to your data, you have a normal level of magic in your body despite your very… unusual reaction to magical stimuli. Nothing unusual that could have an effect that you described. Everything’s according to the norm.”

“W-Well…” I still breathed heavily from the exhaustion. “There’s just the small problem that I shouldn’t have any magic.” I took a ragged breath. Next to the smell of my own arousal and urine, there was something else in the air. My moaning must have turned Twilight on a bit since I knew that musky odour from the one time with Applejack and from Bonertime. She must have realized that I had noticed as she desperately tried to hide her vagina behind her tail and had positioned herself in a way such that she covered the small puddle she had made.

“Then… I have to do more research. I am sorry; I’ve never dealt with a case like you before.” She hung her head in disappointment before she opened the clamps over my wrists and ankles with her magic. Happy to finally be able to step out of my fluids, I stood up so quickly that I almost fell down again since my legs were still shivering.

“Well, if it cheers you up, even though your machines weren’t that helpful, you could surely rent it to lonely mares.” We both giggled a bit. “But now I definitely need to use your shower, and then I’ll need to know where I can find a bucket and a mop.”

“Oh no, you don’t have to. I will clean that up!” she answered a bit too quickly. She really didn’t want me to notice how aroused she was. “The bathroom is on the top floor, first door to the left. Make yourself at home.” I walked up the stairs and threw one last look back. Twilight stood there, grinned awkwardly, and seemed to be waiting for me to leave the basement.

I did as she asked and actually had to close my eyes as I entered the well-lit ground floor. How long had we been down there? But I realized quickly that I was still dripping and rushed to get into bathroom, so she wouldn’t have to clean this room as well.

The bathroom couldn’t be missed. It was small, just like the kitchen, but had everything one needed. There was round wooden bathtub, a shower, a French toilet (as I referred to them), and a sink with a mirror. Unlike in my own house, it was all a bit smaller but still large enough for me to use it without much problem. It was probably due to the fact that I wasn’t that tall with my one meter seventy height.

I stepped into the shower and played with the controls. Warm water, magically heated, poured over my body. Still a bit turned on by what had just happened in the basement, my hands slowly wandered down my, at least by my opinion, well-formed body. Well, there were a few centimetres too much at my hips; my upper arms could use a bit less padding as well and my rear a bit more. I crossed my arms and softly caressed my shoulders and leaned my head back, allowing the water to run through my shoulder-length, fringy hair. My hands wandered down, and I kneaded my breasts for a moment. For one, my libido was still rearing to go, and it was also one of my usual rituals. Breast cancer was no joke. It was a good excuse to do this. Not that they were big. A solid B cup.

I let go of my breast that I had surely checked three times more than necessary, my hands wandering down to stroke over my stomach, staying there for a few seconds with my thoughts. I was going to be a mother. The thought went through my mind again, though it wasn’t like it had ever been gone.

Slowly, my left hand wandered further down, deliberate and luxurious, gliding down along my stomach before stopping to circle languidly around my belly button a few times, a small shiver of excitement coursing through my body at the simple yet stimulating rhythm. Almost unbidden, my right hand reached upwards to cup a breast, caressing the mound for a few seconds before catching my nipple between my forefinger and thumb. I pinched the soft button gently before increasing the pressure, rolling, squeezing, and tugging as the water continued to wash around me. I bit my lip as a small whimper escaped me as the small jolts of pleasure quickly began to build up even lower. My left hand could not help but follow.

Spreading my legs wider, my fingers lightly traced over my slit, feeling the generous amounts of slick arousal trickling out before being washed away by the shower. My thumb bore down on the hood of my engorged clit, tracing small light circles around the small button, gently teasing and playing with my quivering excitement.

Unable to resist the building neediness seeping into my lower body, I gently slid a finger into myself, feeling the warm wetness as my pussy gripped and squeezed around the warm digit, a delightful contrast to the strangeness of Twilight’s machine. Another finger soon joined the first as I began to thrust them in and out, slowly at first before quickening the pace. My breath quickly turned ragged and uneven as I kept pumping, beginning to thrust my hips against my own hand, feeling the slowly building pleasure spiking suddenly as I raced towards another climax. I began to pull and tug roughly at my nipple, desperate to have that all-consuming euphoria overwhelm me.

It wasn’t long before the wave washed over me, my fingers gripped fiercely by my quivering quim as my juices flowed out and down my legs. All my muscles seemed to lock before relaxing, and I slowly slid down, my shivering legs losing their ability to keep me standing. I breathed heavily, my heart jackhammering in my chest as my fingers had done to my core. I raised a shaking hand to brush my soaking wet hair back to allow the water to rain down on my face, the cooling sensation just what I needed for my still heated body.

After a few moments, I slowly stood upright once again, stifling a yawn. I was tired, exhausted even, almost ready to just fall asleep right here. My head turned to the left where various shampoos and soaps for coats and manes were displayed. I reached for a random bottle and rubbed the foam into my hair, sitting down properly this time on the floor of the bathroom. While I cleaned myself, I could only ask myself what the heck was going on with me. I must have had like five or six orgasms with Twilight’s machine, and here I had been, moaning and squirting in the shower of a mare that I had just met today. I had tried to avoid being too loud, but I wasn’t very successful. Now I could only hope that Twilight hadn’t heard me from in the basement.

Since my lust had ebbed away by now, an answer came to me. Hormones. I laughed. Maybe I should check to see if Ponyville had something like a sex shop.

Well, thats chapter two. Out of the 5 chapters I wrote so far, this feels like the weakest. I didn't really know were to go with this story at that point. But I wrote on and couldn't do much change afterwards because I would have to rewrite every other chapter after this. To much work for a small side project like this. Like the description says, this is made up on the spot, unlike my other stories. You should check them out. (I know, shameless self promotion, but I don't care.)

Anyway, I know there are some with high expectation and I only can say: wait for the next chapters till you decide to drop this story or not.

Thanks to Gron for translating this chapter.
Special thanks to JBL for co-authoring, proofreading and editing.