A Fantasy like No Other
By: WhatTheFap

Nighttime in your town, you lie on your bed and do what you would normal succumb to doing, daydream. Usually you drift off and imagine your life if everything went right, or maybe sketch out plans in your mind. But tonight is a night like no other, tonight you dream of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

You watch the show, you partake in a few pony threads here and there, you maybe own a piece or two of merchandise, but you really wouldn't call yourself 'obsessed'. If that show hadn't come along, you'd probably be a whole different person.

Your conscious drifts off into the magical world of Equestria, and you center yourself in the quiet little setting of Ponyville. You create the image of yourself as a pony: you're a Pegasus, you have a sheik baby blue coat, you have a spiky and well-kept brown mane, your eyes are almost identical to your coat, only a little darker and purer; and your cutie mark is a paintbrush, from all those times you sat and canvas painted with your grandma before she passed.

Your name is Skyblade, a name your mother was going to give you regardless of if you were a boy, girl, Pegasus, unicorn, earth pony, or even alicorn. Your father wanted to name you Dicks McGee, but he lost the coin toss.

You walk around Ponyville and admire its beauty close up. Around Sugarcube Corner, you see Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Lyra casually carrying a conversation. They're your favorite ponies and you convey to yourself whether you should approach them. Eventually you decide to play the 'I'm new' card for sympathy.

As you walk up, you hear them talk amongst themselves about how cute that stallion over there is, probably you. You get within a normal range of conversation to the three mares.

"Uhmm... Hello. I'm Skyblade... I'm pretty new to this Ponyville place and I need a little help around..." You say, possibly as socially awkward as anyone has ever asked anything ever.

"Pffft. Get lost, loser!" Lyra says to you while giving a superficial facial expression, before turning around with Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash and walking off. As they leave, you hear 'jeez, some guys just really need to learn to back off. And you know what else....’

A little saddened by the fact that your favorite ponies rejected you, you seek assistance from a male pony, because girls have never been a big part of your life, and you're much more comfortable around bros.

The nearest pony is a grey alicorn. He's about your size, and he has a frizzled, not well-kept brown mane. His Cutie Mark is also just a bunch of squiggly lines of various colors, and you wonder what activity would result in such flank art.

"Excuse me sir, but I’m new to town. Would you mind showing me around?" You ask, very politely.

The grey pony turns to you, he has a very dull, blank expression on his face. His tongue kind of sticks out of the lower-right corner of his mouth.

"Sure, the name's Squiggles. Let me show you Ponyville." he says as friendly as possible, while being lethargic.

Over the next hour, Squiggles shows you all the key points of Ponyville. You already know them from the show, but its incredible seeing them so close and real-like.

"Almighty uh.... What was your name?" Squiggles asks.

"Skyblade." You respond.

"Alrighty Skyblade, this one is our last stop because I need to get home to take care of some... Things..." he says suspiciously. "This is the library tree where we get our books from. Twilight Sparkle lives there and studies for the Princess. Golly what a sexy goddess that pony is..."

You see Squiggles get an erection. This confuses you, Twilight was your least favorite, and here Squiggles is gushing over her. You ignore mentioning anything about your personal opinions of Twilight, however.

"Oh! Gee Squiggles, I hate to be a burden... But I don't have a home yet; can you help me find a place?" You ask pretty nicely.

"Yeah sure!" he says cheerily, "Just go down that street and take a left, walk 500 steps and take a right on blah lahdllaasdfghds...". Your mind begins to ignore what the pony in front of you is saying, as your eyes and mind begin to focus on the erection that he possesses. You snap out of your trance when he says "ya got that?" Without thinking, you respond "Yes." and walk off.

"What is wrong with me?? I like GIRLS! Why were my eyes focusing on another stallion's genitals?! I'm not gay!" you talk to yourself as you walk towards the real estate office of Ponyville. It's been about 5 minutes of walking and you realize that while you were setting your eyes on his erection you missed the information he was trying to tell you. You turn around and go to his house.

Without even thinking about chivalry, you burst through his door as if it’s your own house. He's sitting at his TV, watching "Your Big Human: Enemies aren't Real" while playing with himself. You are shocked and disgusted, but strangely turned on. Squiggles is also in shock, but he looks down and spots the hardening that your metapod- I mean wiener is doing.

Without wasting a second, Squiggles lunges forward and initiates a kiss. It feels wrong to you, since you like girls, but at the same time, it feels perfect. You were skeptical at first, but now you are into it as much as he is. Your tongues intertwine and exchange saliva as you and Squiggles sit down on the couch. With the passionate make out session going on, your minds think alike and you both start rubbing each other’s inner thighs, working you way to each other’s love-sausages. With an iron grip, you grasp Squiggles' shaft, causing his heart to kind of skip a beat in pleasure. He does the exact same thing to you, and you have basically the exact same reaction.

Squiggles looks you deep in the eyes, pulls his lips off of yours, and lowers his head down to your cock. Without hesitation, he plants his lips firmly around the head and licks in while he sucks; the feeling is immense. He works his way up and down your shaft while he does his little sucky-lick thingy. You've never felt like this before; all the years of fapping with your hand just haven't been the same. After about ten minutes of bliss, Squiggles brings his head up and whispers "your turn" in your ear.

At first you're a little skeptical about sucking another male's dick, but after a few seconds of contemplation you get the fuck over it and suck a dick. The initial taste of Squiggles' dick is disgusting, and you kinda feel like vomiting, but your mind is so high off of the thrill of it that the horrible taste goes away, and you suck away like a vacuum.

You go for what feels like hours to you; even though in reality it’s been mere minutes. After you've sucked all you can suck, and Squiggles has dicked all he can dick; you bring your head back up to eye level.

"Are you ready for the next part? It's going to get rough." Squiggles asks.

"I'm ready for anything you dirty cunt." You whisper back.

"Turn around."

You turn around and prepare yourself for Squiggles' ginormous cock to penetrate your puny, delicate asshole. However, you're already a faggot and his dick kind of feels like tossing a hotdog into the Grand Canyon. You let him keep going anyway, regardless of the fact that it's really not doing much for you.

Just as you're about to tell Squiggles that enough is enough, a new pleasure begins to be felt in your rectal area. After turning around, it's obvious that Squiggles has used his unicorn magic and given himself a 20" erection. Now THAT'S more like it.

Soon enough Squiggles becomes bored and wants a turn being fucked, so he pulls his dick out of you, only to see that it's covered in shit. Trying to be polite you lick all of it off, only to find it actually doesn't taste that bad. Once your mini-chore of dickshit removal is complete, you ask Squiggles to turn around. He complies with your request, and before you know it, you're fucking another bro, bro. The feeling is like no other, and you (without thinking) stab Squiggles in the butt with a pencil. He doesn't really care however, and you two faggots just keep on dicking. You grow a little tired and sit down so that Squiggles has to do all the work.

As Squiggles grinds your chode like a chainsaw, you start punching yourself in the face; probably because you're autistic. Squiggles get pretty horny from you punching yourself in the face and extends his now erect dick around himself and into your ass. He times the rhythm of your humps with his own dick so he feels like he's fucking himself, and that's living the dream for Squiggles. You're kind of distraught, since after only about an hour Squiggles can't even think about you while he's fucking you. You hop off his dick and go get the blowtorch.

Squiggles is just standing in the middle of the room fucking himself with his own dick. Perfect. You walk up behind him and forcibly remove his dick from his ass.

"Hey you faggot what was that for?" Squiggles asks, confused.

"This."

You turn around and put your butt against his, rectum to rectum. You blowtorch the two of your assholes together so that they are stuck together. Squiggles is confused by your behavior, but after a few seconds, he knows the deal. You push as hard as you can with your pooping muscles to try and poop into Squiggles' asshole, but everyone knows that's impossible. So rather than what you planned on doing, you and Squiggles explode.

The real human you is wondering what the fuck is wrong with your mind. Why would you imagine yourself as a pony that can't get girls, becomes gay, and dies? The answer, you will never figure out. However, you are glad to find out later in life that the "fused assholes = explosion" theory is disproven on Mythbusters.

Goodnight fillies and gentlecolts.

-WhatTheFap

The End.