Blossomforth lay next to Anon in bed, the morning sun gave the room a rich yellow color as the rising sun angled through the window. Blossomforth was still panting and catching her breath after what Anon had done to her. A silly smile struggled to keep itself on her face as she switched to breathing deeply through her nose. Her mane had become a bit messy during the tussle, the colors of her mane blending together as her tangled mane draped the bed.

"I have to say, Anon. You know how to pleasure a mare! You really know how to use those wiggly things." She said as she slipped her hoof into his hand. Anon wrapped his fingers around her hoof and squeezed gently in response. "Bending me while we kissed to reach my naughty parts was a nice touch, it really stimulates the, heh, sexual organs in my belly."

"I have noticed something similar. Sometimes I get frisky when I do a deep backbend, the prostate and shaft located in the pelvis seem to shift and compress whenever I do that. Leads to a lot of frustrating distraction when I am trying to concentrate on stretching. I also noticed that you kicked your legs back and those beautiful toned thighs of yours were clenched in hopeful expectation. You must have really loved that didn't you Bloss?"

Blossomforth blushed. Their faces were close together so she flicked her tongue out and it rapidly snaked upwards to his nose, quickly booping it. It flicked back into her mouth just as quickly. Anon grinned and blushed slightly in response.

"How in the world do you do that anyway? Not that I'm complaining! You did awesome with that tongue! It felt a bit weird but awesome to have that monster inside my mouth manhandling my poor helpless tongue. Are you part giraffe or something?" Anon leaned in and whispered into her ear. "I can't wait to see that thing work... in other places."

Blossomforth's face was now beet red as anon began to gently nibble the tip of her sensitive ear.

She started to sweat and sounded like Fluttershy as she whispered unintelligibly.

Anon began chuckling uncontrollably "You're so cute when you're embarrassed!"

Blossomfroth produced a squeaky whining noise from her snout. "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up you ear nibbler! Pony ears are sensitive you know!"

“Aww! You know you liked that, yes you did!” Anon gripped her hoof in his hand tighter and pinned her other hoof under his torso and reached to tickle Blossom’s soft, furry belly with his free hand.

Anon almost laughed when she began giggling and thumping her hind leg on the bed uncontrollably like a dog would. Her other hind leg, the flexible appendage it was, reached up to prod Anon’s tickling arm but could not find traction oh his arm to stop his assault on her ticklish belly.

“Anoooonnnn!” She whined as she tried to squirm away from the cheating tickling hand. "You're che-he-heating with those grabby fingers! How am I supposed to fight back?"

"Hey, you get that crazy tongue and I get grabby, ticklish fingers. It's only fair! But, I guess I can show you some mercy."

Anon released Blossomforth from his tickling vice but grasped her under the armpits and lifted her up. He lay down on his back and placed her on top of him. She straddled his torso with her legs and placed the side of her head on his chest as she rose and fell with his breathing.

"Hey, Bloss."

"Hmm?"

"Looks like it is going to be a nice warm fall day out. Do you do much running?"

"I mostly fly around for my job as a weatherpony but I also like to stretch my legs and smell the roses."

"I love to run, I run about two and a half miles three times a week. I am going to be running in a bit today if you want to join. Then we can get some lunch afterwords."

Blossomforth shifted her head, placed her chin on Anon's chest, and looked at him.

"Sounds like fun, although I am a little worried about what other ponies will think. There aren't many interspecies relationships."

Anon shrugged "Meh, yolo. What fun is life without a little risk?"

Blossom frowned slightly. "What is a yolo?"

Anon gave a small grin. "Heh, it's an acronym from humanworld. It stands for you only live once. I suppose the meaning is that you only have one life and you should make the most of it by taking risks."

Blossomforth's frown deepened slightly and she stared blankly, obviously deep in thought. "Hmmm... Yolo..."

"Thinking about something?"

"Yeah, uh, I know of a great path for running. Lots of nice scenery and there is a beautiful clearing at the end on the edge of the Everfree forest with lots of butterfly bushes. I also might have something to show you." Blossomforth's eyes shifted to the side slightly as she finished talking.

Anon grinned. "Sounds like a plan! How about we meet in front of your place in thirty minutes?"

"Alright, I'll be there!" Blossomforth stood up on anon's torso with two hooves on his chest and two that dug into his belly. Blossomforth almost lost her balance as Anon's face turned red and he began giggling uncontrollably. "Oh, that tickles does it?" She began pushing with her hind legs and kneading the pads of her hind hooves into his belly, grinning evilly.

Anon's eyes widened and expelled air from his mouth. "PFFFFTTTTTTT!" He quickly grabbed Blossomforth by the armpits, holding her up and sat up relieving the pressure on his ticklish belly and holding Blossomforth up by her armpits. Bloss stuck her tongue out at him and stretched out her hind legs, extending them as far as she could, pointing her hooves to prod his abdomen once more. Anon quickly held her out of reach, denying her any more opportunity for tickles.

Blossomforth pouted, "One of these days, Anon, I will have you trapped and there will be no way for you to resist the tickles!"

Anon looked her up and down, nope. No way this little pony was ever going trap him and tickle him. He raised an eyebrow up skeptically.

"Nope, not gonna happen!"

With that, he held her up higher with her belly at eye level.

"You wouldn't!" Blossomforth said, eyes wide, pleading.

Anon gave her a manic grin. "Never threaten a superior tickler, my dear Blossomforth."

With that he brought her exposed belly closer and blew a large raspberry right into the belly button. Blossomforth laughed uncontrollably, her hind legs wiggling but too weak from the tickles to do anything. Mercifully, Anon finished quickly and set her down.

"I, *gasp* will *gasp* get *gasp* you back!"

Anon swung his legs out of the bed and stood up giving Bloss a smile. "Good luck with that!"

Blossomforth trotted to the bedroom door ranting. "You will rue the day, Anonymous, that you decided to tickle me so mercilessly! This is not over!"

She disappeared behind the door. A few moments later she poked her head back around the door and looked at Anon with playful squinted eyes. "See you at my place in thirty minutes."

Anon smiled widely and gave a half chuckle. "See you there!"

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"Yolo" Blossomforth said aloud as she turned the knobs on her shower and released the spray of water. It was an interesting concept, she supposed that she would be taking a risk on Anon. She decided that today she would be revealing what she was, at least a little.

Blossomforth wondered how she would reveal her secret to Anon as he washed herself in the shower. Anon had really shown that he was willing to try and trust her. At first she was a little hesitant but she had read too many romance novels where one pony would keep a big secret from the other and it would cause them to become distant and sometimes even break up. She was afraid of how he would react to her true nature.

She was almost paralyzed with fear that Anon would be scared of her and try to hide it. She became sad just thinking about it, guess that's what came with being a monster she thought gloomily. She supposed that she would have to put in the effort of appearing as non-threatening as possible. She smirked, it seemed like she was already doing quite a good job. Anon regularly referred to her as a little pony and held her almost like she was a pet. It was a bit embarrassing at first but it instinctually made her feel safe, trusting someone so much bigger than her and she grew to like it.

Would he reject her? It was a real possibility that she hoped would never happen, she did not want to lose Anon. If she needed to, she didn't think she would have the heart to perform a memory modification. She desperately desired a peer, not some toy to be manipulated. She needed someone she could trust to keep her secret and discuss it with her as a peer. Anon showing his affection to her seemed to suppress her inherited alien instincts. It would be a loss if Anon rejected her, his presence and affection seemed to make her forget that she was a monster.

Trust went both ways. Assuming Anon accepted her, he would be putting a lot of trust in her so she would have to return the favor or she would not be able to live with herself. There would be no mind reading slugs. She would keep the one near his heart but only for his protection. She would eventually have to be frank about her strange instincts, the ancient race from another galaxy, and what might be the remains of the instincts the alien she had fused with.

Blossomforth sighed as she turned off the shower and stepped out. The pores on her skin sucked up the excess water from her shower, drying her very efficiently and providing her with a nice dose of water. Maybe she would only reveal herself partially and save some of her more frightening abilities for later. Revealing herself all at once might make Anon comatose with fear she thought glumly.

Anon should be arriving in a few minutes. Blossomforth walked outside and began her warmup stretches. Not because she needed them, but out of habit.

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It was an unseasonably warm day for such a late part of fall. A magical time when the temperature is perfect but there have been enough cold days recently to make the environment free of pesky insects. A perfect day for running. Anon turned the corner and spied Blossomforth stretching her splits with her hind legs in the grass.

"Hey, Bloss! Got a nice scenic route for us to run?"

Bloss looked up at Anon from her stretch.

"Yeah, there is a lot of nature on the route I am thinking of. We might be able to knock down a few straggling leaves that The Running of the Leaves race missed."

Anon witnessed this event and was amazed that they were actually able to knock down leaves by running past the trees. Must have been that magic BS again.

"How does running cause enough force to knock leaves to the ground anyway? Wait, let me guess... Magic, how does it work?" Anon said in a deadpan tone of voice.

Blossomforth smirked in response. "Looks like you learn quickly anon! I was also wondering, do humans run well with two legs? It seems like it would be difficult."

"Well, that is quite an interesting question and I have an interesting answer if you want to hear but it might make you, err, squeamish."

"That's fine, I want to hear."

"Ok, well you see, humans a very long time ago were some of the most fearsome hunters in the world, mainly existing in a wild place called Africa. Yeah, I'm a meat eater. Also, I get my meat from a shady griffon that comes around every week to the farmer's market. Sorry if that makes you squeamish. But anyways, we had a very unique and effective way of hunting. Our lack of fur cooled us off very effectively with heat energy being expelled to evaporate sweat on our bare skin which allowed us to run longer without overheating. Furry animals rely on panting to cool off which interferes with deep breathing, but we do not need to pant to cool off and can still breathe deeply even when running giving the muscles the oxygen they need. Also, our legs, muscles, and tendons allow our legs to act like large springs, storing energy to propel us forward. The other animals were much faster runners but they could not sustain a run for as long as we could so they would tire out and we would eventually find them when they were tired and vulnerable. The high protein and fat diet of meat allowed us to sustain large brains as we needed more memory and intelligence to track the animals that fled, remember where the water locations where they would mostly flee to, and generally outsmart the animals that fled us. We also developed muscles on the legs with slow twitch fibers which means that while we cannot run as fast or accelerate as other animals, we have more endurance. We also developed big butt muscles! Monkeys and gorillas which are related to humans have tiny butts and are poor distance runners.

"Interestingly enough, horses are our closest competitor when it comes to distance running. If the conditions are right, like really hot weather, a top notch human runner can outrun even a horse in a marathon, a long endurance run. To be fair, horses are generally endowed with large butts and four legs with slow twitch muscles allowing them to run endurance and have somewhat large amounts of stamina but their fur gives them a disadvantage on very hot days. I'm sure you ponies with your large plots are great distance runners just like the horses on Earth."

Drool filled Blossomforth's mouth as Anon described the genetic uniqueness of humans. She swallowed her saliva hastily. "Wow! That was an interesting story about the genetic history of humans! It looks like I probably underestimated you, I did not think that humans were natural distance runners.

"Yeah, in peak condition we can outrun almost any animal on Earth on a hot day. But being the only sentient species on Earth and all the technology we have made, we have gotten a bit lazy and only the dedicated athletes can outrun a horse in endurance, even on a hot day."

Blossomforth hummed thoughtfully "Well, it looks like we are in the same boat in that respect. Our magic has allowed many of us to become lazy in the physical department so I am not sure if most of us could outrun a wild horse from your world."

"Phew! Looks like I have a chance at keeping up with a four legged pony on our scenic route!"

"We'll see about that, Anon. Maybe next time when you know the path better we can race!"

“Hmm. You’re on! However, be warned. When we do race, I will not be an easy competitor. Ready to go?”

“Yup! Follow me!”

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I breathed deeply as we began the run. It was an utterly gorgeous autumn day. The wind blew strongly and the sun shone warmly, heralding the changing of the seasons. Leaves of various colors flew with the wind. It was partly cloudy and the sun shone through the clouds creating three dimensional rays that penetrated the atmosphere and horizon at many angles, shifting slowly as the clouds moved with the wind.

I looked down at Blossomforth next to me, she was galloping at a steady pace next to me and her long multicolored mane whipped in the wind behind her. The muscles in her plot, flank, and forelegs made defined movements as her legs propelled her forward and she would occasionally ruffle her wings as if she was itching to fly. Her head and neck dived forward as she ran kind of like how a turtle dove would peck its beak forward as it walked. She was beautiful.

I did not usually run this fast in my routine run of almost three miles but I put in the extra effort to keep up with Blossom's four legged gallop. It was worth it, and the extra exertion was a bit exhilarating.

We continued to run over open fields of rolling hills and scattered trees. I had to really concentrate on breathing to maximize my oxygen intake as I was not particularly used to running up hills. We ran past the Apple Orchard and continued to unpopulated fields near the Everfree. Soon we followed the treeline of the Everfree, the trees were shifting and rocking slowly with the wind.

Blossomforth looked up at me to talk. She had to coordinate talking and breathing. "Follow me, single file."

I simply nodded at her, letting her take the lead. I did not want to risk talking and upsetting my rhythm.

Her tail swished back and forth and her voluminous gluteus maximus muscles flexed and jiggled as she ran, a hypnotizing distraction. Suddenly her plot and tail shifted unexpectedly to the left. Blossomforth turned towards the forest onto a small path. I followed her to a new world, undergrowth was remarkably absent inside the forest and half shed trees stood like pillars everywhere. There were not many leaves as the wind had done a good job scattering them to the fields. The path was only slightly worn, kind of like a deer path. The patchy shade was welcome as I was beginning to get hot from the running. We continued this refreshing path for about five minutes and then I spied green ahead.

"We're almost there!" said Blossomforth between deep breaths.

I peered forward and could see the sun shining on a large clearing with an oak tree and a stream running through it. We continued running towards the clearing. Finally we reached the grass and the warm sun blasted upon us. Blossomforth put on a small burst of speed and leaped over the stream. I followed suit, jumping over the stream and we both gradually slowed to a stop until we reached the oak tree. Bloss snorted and tossed her mane like a horse would, catching her breath and I bent down panting to clutch my knees and catch my breath.

I looked up at Blossomforth. "Wow, that was awesome! We need to do this more often, that path was just beautiful. I did not know what I was missing. Too bad it is going to get colder soon. Maybe I'll just keep running through the winter as long as it isn’t muddy, snowy, or too cold. I'll just have to chose my clothes carefully.

Blossomforth rolled over on her back and reached for the sky with all four hooves, stretching them out. "I can join you, fur and pegasus feathers provide nice insulation in the cold."

I laid down next to Blossomforth, laced my fingers behind my head, and gazed up to the rapidly shifting clouds. Everything was silent except for the wind, the shifting and rustling of the trees and the softly babbling brook. The sound of geese honking in the distance could be heard, probably preparing for winter. I reached over with one hand and started rubbing her ears and scalp in the peaceful presence of nature. She let her legs fall on either side of her spread eagle and let the sun warm her legs, belly, armpits and nether region. I closed my eyes and felt the sun warm me, I concentrated on my gentle ear rub.

We stayed like this for about five minutes, resting in the sunshine until Blossom finally spoke up.

"Hey, Anon."

I tilted my head to look at her. She shifted her head into the palm of my hand to give me eye contact.

"Hmm?"

She rolled over onto her side and faced me.

"Remember what I told you this morning?" I sat up indian style, nodding slowly as Bloss heaved herself onto her haunches.

Blossomforth took in a deep breath breathing out slowly.

"I think I'm ready to talk about it."

Tell me what you all think. I can't wait for the next chapter!