I was wearing a pony for a hat. A quick inspection proved it was Lone Wing. I was in the middle of a grassy field, and no one else was around. Did something go wrong? "You alright, Lone?" I felt a little frazzled from whatever that magic was, but mostly intact.

Lone slipped off of me, leaving a bit of a trail along the way. The guy was like a slug sometimes. "Sorry about that. I'm fine. Where are we?"

I did a slow turn. "I don't see a lot of anything. Grass, a few bushes. No towns or anything."

Cindy frowned a little. "Maybe she's still new to that spell."

I threw up a hand. "Then we should have walked quickly away from the soldiers instead of that. God. I hope Sandra made it at least."

Lone rubbed up against my leg affectionately. "I'll be your guard and friend for now, if you'll let me."

I crouched down and gently rubbed over Lone's head like a pet dog. "You were already my friend. Let's see if we can't find some food."

Lone purred softly at the petting before pointing at the grass. "We could eat that?"

I wasn't so sure. "I'm not a pony yet. I'm not sure I can just browse." I grabbed a few stalks of tall grass and stuffed it in my mouth with no confidence and was rewarded with the bitter taste of grass, ugh. I spat it out. "Let's find something better, and water too. That's even more important."

Lone spread his wings and took to the air, circling just above my head. "I'll find both for you, leave it to me!"

I settled on a small rock big enough to hold my ass off the ground, feeling my new tail brush back and forth across the ground. "I'll be here. If you don't find anything in about ten minutes, come back anyway."

Lone bobbed his head and took off, leaving me alone. Cindy asked, "Why don't you see if you can feel any others around?" It was a good idea, so I closed my eyes and found that mental space. It was getting easier to touch it each time I reached for it.

My senses spread out, but unlike the city, this was no bed of stars A few pinpricks of light were here and there. I somehow knew one of them was Lone, and I could see him doing his circling patrols. Without the other stars drowning each other out, picking out an individual was possible. I still had no real sense of scale, so I wasn't sure how far I was reaching, or how far apart any of the specks were from one another.

Did I want to try calling some over? I wasn't sure that was a good idea, seeing as they could be friendly or not, and having more ponies doesn't get us anywhere faster. On top of that, I had no idea where we wanted to be! I opened my eyes to find Lone Wing sitting in my lap. He had two pears dangling from his teeth, held by their stems.

I accepted them in trade for petting. "So, Lone. What were you before you were a pegasus?" The pears were delicious, and juicy. I remembered reading that water from fruit counted, so I was a little less stressed about that, especially if he could keep finding fruit.

Lone looked thoughtful, frowning. "Oh, uh... remembering that far back is a little hard..." He rolled over, belly up and cock displayed. "I'll try, so... Uh..."

Cindy took control of an arm and tickled one of his furry balls as she spoke. "We'll reward you if you can remember."

Lone tensed and shivered in delight at the attention. "O-OK! I remember... sharp things. Clean, white. Sick people... Some were acting funny. We tried to help them." His discomfort seemed to grow as he went, so Cindy upped the ante, taking hold of his thick member and giving it a slow pull from the base towards the tip and back down again. He sighed out with relief. "Keep doing that... Oh, uh, so... We tried to help them, but they got worse, and then one, a female, asked me to lean in and listen to her. I thought she was scared, maybe she was dying. We didn't know. So..."

The stroking gained in tempo, making Lone wriggle and buck his hips with obvious enjoyment. It was like we were literally pumping him for information, though he didn't have any objection to this method. "So I leaned in, and she kissed me, and pulled me on top of her. By the time she was done with me... You see what happened... I was made for one purpose." He grunted, shaft spurting preseed freely as he squirmed. "I was a doctor... I was... a doctor..." He arched his back up off my lap and his shaft twitched powerfully, spraying himself and the ground with thick volleys of pony seed. He collapsed in place, trembling with little after shocks. Tears ran down his face among the mess he made of himself. "I was a doctor..."

Author's Notes:

In this chapter, we learn something about Lone Wing. Poor guy, at least he'll never have to worry about typos again.