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“It’s so cold.”

I really wish I had a blanket, or my clothes weren’t so ripped. The night air is freezing. How did I end up in such a cold forest? It’s been 3 days and I’m already about to give up on life. My red hair is matted with brown mud. My bright teal eyes now look dull in the water. My beautiful, youthful, 19 year old face, soiled by dirt.

I ran out of granola yesterday. My clothes are still soaked from last night’s rain. My socks and backpack are the only things somewhat dry and forget about my shoes, I lost them in a swamp.

I need to remove them and hang them up. At least I can find some dry wood or leaves and light a
fire with my lighter and the rubbing alcohol I have in my med kit.

So here I am. Sitting with my knees up to my chest; clutching the backpack filled with books, a laptop, some new game peripherals, and some hard drives. Buck naked in the cold forest at night.

I would try to grab some of those large leaves, but they’re too high up and I can’t reach without jumping. Last time I tried that without clothing, I ended up with chest pain from my breasts just going all over the place. I could hold them with an arm but then I don’t get as high of a jump.

But then again, maybe I could have some super jump now. After all, this forest is super weird and having a weird effect on me.

This place is so weird. Wanna know how weird? The water in the rivers are always light blue even though they’re filled with dark green moss. There are spiked tentacle trees always trying to cop a feel. So my first thought was that I was somewhere in Japan, but no. There was a lake monster. There is even a pack of wooden wolves looking at me.

Wait what? There are wolves made of wood looking at me. Not like they’re coming to ask me what my day was like. It was terrible in case anyone was wondering. But it looks like they want to eat me. If they’re made of wood there might be something magical going on. Maybe they can understand me. If they can, then I think I can BS my way out of this. Are wolves afraid of groups?

“Hey guys-” I say waving at nothing behind the tree. “I’ll be over there in a minute. I just need my clothes to dry. How many of you guys are there? 20? That’s great.” They don’t seem to care, or be listening. Either that or they know I’m grasping at straws here. They are getting closer. I need to think of something else.

“O.K.” I can’t help but stand up and slowly walk backwards. “How about a joke?” One of them growls. “I swear it’s a good one.” They’re not stopping and now their baring their teeth. I put on my backpack and reach for my jacket.

Well, time for plan B. I pull out a lighter from my tattered jacket and grab one of my dryer socks. I pour some alcohol on it then light it.

“EAT FIRE BITCH!” I say as I throw it at them. Unfortunately, I don’t have a good throwing arm. It lands relatively close to me on some dry brush and it starts to catch. Well shit.

Looks like the wolves turned tail; I think I should just gather up my clothes and leave. Or they’ll catch fire as well and I’ll be forced to run away in the buff.

Could be worse … I think.

So let’s go over what I know so far. I was transported to a strange forest in my sleep. I lost my shoes 2 days ago to a swamp. Last night it rained so hard my bra and panties were soaked. Now I hang them up to dry and am ambushed by wooden wolves whom I try to chase of by starting a fire but end up catching my clothes and starting a forest fire. That sounds about right.

So, I am currently running for my life barefoot through a forest naked on a cold night being chased by a fire. Running with these breasts and without a bra is a pain (literally). I need to hold my tits to calm them. Add into the fact that the fire is gaining on me and I’m having a real bad time. This is pretty hard to make any worse right? I was so wrong.

As it turns out, running barefoot really hurts. Especially when you are running through a forest filled with rocks, uneven paths, and random roots sticking out of the ground. My feet are killing me and I haven’t even been running for 5 minutes.

I would complain more but my adrenaline seems to have kicked in and can outrun the flames and not feel the skin being torn from my feet, so that’s a plus.

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After running for about 30 minutes I finally manage to get to safety and really take a good look at what has happened to my feet. It was not pretty. They were pretty torn up. Cuts and scratches, rocks stuck in some of them and covered in mud.

That is going to lead to a bad infection, I know it will. If I ever make it back to civilization, they’ll probably have to amputate. That sucks because I love my feetsies.

I was brought out of this very depressing thought by the sound of something walking towards me. I instinctively cover myself only to find out that it’s a … MINT GREEN UNICORN? And an adorable one at that. It’s so small. I’d say he’s almost 4 feet tall.

I just can’t help but pick it up by its arms and give it a big hug. Turns out it’s not an it, HE’S a boy. I can’t help but snuggle him close to me and pet him, he’s so warm and cute. He also seems to like me.

It’s so cute. He’s trying to get closer to me by sticking his face between my breasts.
Then he started talking. Or what I assumed was talking. It sounded like a mixture of some strange language and English.

“Uhhh. Can you repeat that?” He does but I still don’t understand. He can understand me but I can’t for him.

And then it hit me. I’m currently snuggling and petting a sapient mint green unicorn while naked in a dark forest and it is currently making itself at home between my breasts. What else can a girl do but throw him to the ground and go back to covering herself.

He says something and motions for me to follow him, which I do. It’s much better than staying in this forest. With nothing else to look at I look at his flank (which I will admit looks pretty squishy), and they have a lyre on each side. I guess he noticed me looking and started to wag his tail. This caused me to look away.

“How long until we reach wherever we’re going?” He looks at me and says something that again sounds like a mix of English another language.

Okay, my feet are killing me. I need a break. I find a big rock and just sit on top of it and start to rub my poor red and cut feet. I look up to see that he hasn’t stopped walking.

“Hey. Can you stop for a minute?” He turns around and comes back.

He watches my hands rubbing my feet and gets a curious look. He then looks at the bottom of my other foot and freaks out. Or at least that’s how I would put it. His eyes bug, he hyperventilates and turns a slightly greener shade. After a few seconds he returns to normal (well as normal as a mint green unicorn can be).

His horn starts to glow his color and then my feet seem to also take on that magical glow. I can’t help but giggle because of how much it tickles. I can feel the rocks being pulled out of the cuts as wells as the cuts being somewhat healed. I should be more surprised, but if you met a unicorn wouldn’t you expect it to do magic.

Now with my feet healed and soothed I can walk again. Or at least I would, except the unicorn kind of magiced me into the air and onto his back. That was nice, and convenient. Now I won’t hurt my feet for the time being.

With that out of the way, I decide to rummage through my backpack and I take out my phone and unlock it. Strange thing about this place, all my electronic devices are on a permanent charge. With my phone I decide to take a picture of me riding the unicorn, when done I put my phone back into my backpack for safety.

I start to lean forward a bit to get a better look at where we are going. Again, forgetting I’m naked and just letting my breasts touch the back of this unicorns neck. Then I noticed him beginning to walk funny. I think I might be straining him, but according to the last time I checked I was only 136 pounds.

I decide to get off of him and I see what’s wrong with him. He has a raging hard on. I guess having a naked woman on his back was too stimulating. Well to be fair, my vagina was rubbing on his back and my tits on his neck. And I am pretty hot.

I’ve seen a lot of horse cock in my time. I was a student at a college with a farm and took an elective with horses. Part of it was mating them. And I might have been a bit too much into horses (if you know what I mean). So I’m no stranger to them. But this one seemed different.

Maybe it was because it was on a sapient being who was just too adorable. Maybe I feel differently towards this one because the stallion took care of me. He cleaned and healed my dirty and torn feet. He let me ride on his back for god’s sake. Or it could just be because I have been stuck a forest for 3 days with no time to masturbate.

He definitely noticed my staring. He tried to cover himself with his rear left leg and he had an adorable blush on his face. He looked away with a look of shame on his face. He’s just too cute. I just have to give him something, and I think I know what to give him.

I get on my knees in front of him and I gently grasp his face, making sure to lightly stroke his cheeks with my once perfect nails. I turn his head towards me and bring his eyes level with my breasts. I grasp and knead them and jiggle them a bit for him.

I look to the side and see his shaft coming even further out of its sheath. And what a fine one it is too. I would say it’s about 5 inches long and almost an inch in diameter. It’s also pink with black spots. I’m beaming at the fact that I can get an entirely different species an erection with just my body.

I see that his cock is slapping against his stomach. Getting erect and then somewhat flaccid in alterations. I think it’s time to give him his reward.

I take off my backpack and lay it on the ground then grab him by the front legs and hold him at arm’s length so I can stare at his eyes with a lustful look. I then turn him around and bring him close to me.

I find a place to climb on and it’s another rock, but this one is much bigger. I still manage to get on top and sit on it. I place the unicorn on my lap still facing away from me. Then the fun begins.

I lightly touch his long cock and he not only twitches but lets out a short high pitched gasp. Even when getting a handy he’s adorable. I gently run my index finger up and down the underside of his cock and he begins to leak pre. I then grasp it with one hand and bring my other to his balls.

He really seems to like this as he gives out a soft squeak but looks like he was screaming and his back arches. I start to squeeze and fondle his large (relative to his size) balls and move my other hand up and place it on his tip. I rub my palm in small circles on his tip getting my hand nice a wet while he just goes limp. By now he’s whining and his head is lolling back he’s panting heavily and his tongue is out.

I think it’s time to finish him off. My once gentle grip turns tight as my hand glides up and down on his shaft. Thanks to his precum acting as lube, I can make my grip extremely tight and still jerk him fast. I decide to move my hand away from his balls (much to his dismay) and let it rub the tip of his cock while the other continues to pump him.

I am of course, a good lover (or I would be if I had ever had anyone to love before) so I decide to move his head between my breasts. So with my hand pumping his shaft, and another rubbing the sensitive tip you would think that would be enough stimulation to make him cum.

He now is starting to hump my hands, making this much easier on me. His breath is getting rapid, he is covered in sweat, and his moans louder and faster.

I decide to give his horn a suck and see what happens. The effects were almost instantaneous. He lets out a scream and his head jerks around. I move my arms closer together so I could use my breasts to hold his head still.

I start to suck the top of his horn and go lower and back up in at a slow pace. Now he seems to be making even more noise and now I know why. His tip flares, his cock twitches, and he ejaculates. And by ejaculate I mean he lets loose an ocean of cum all over his stomach and his horn starts to give off sparks and I quickly take it out of my mouth.

After a few seconds his cum stops squirting out and only dribbles a bit. His penis becomes flaccid and slowly recedes back into its sheath. He has a look of the most happy and satisfied anything I have ever seen. Not too bad for my first handjob … and I guess blowjob. Hornjob? To be honest, all of my experience with this sort of thing comes from watching porn.

I pat his side and tell him it’s time to get up and get a move on. The sun is setting. I hate to admit this but this really turned me on. I guess I can wait until later to scratch this itch, for now we need to get going or else night predators might get us.

He had other plans. He pushes me down so I’m lying on my back which is not comfortable on a rock. He turns around and slides on his belly down to my crotch. What is he “OH MY GOD!” He was licking my vagina.

He wasn’t just doing quick laps but strong licks with his broad and somewhat rough tongue. Every lick brought jolts of pleasure. And then he started to suck my clit causing my back to arch and my mouth to let out a breathless scream of pure bliss.

He started to lick my lips again, moving his tongue in different directions. “Ooooh don’t stop.” But he does stop only to insert his tongue and pump it in and out wiggling it on occasion.

His horn then lights up and I can feel my nipples being pinched. And my breasts being pulled and kneaded. Each pinch and pull sends shivers up my spine.

I can’t stop myself from grabbing his head and pushing him deeper. My legs move and wrap around him on their own and my toes are clenching and grabbing his fur. Pretty soon, my grunts are turning into loud moans.

Soon I felt a very familiar feeling. I can’t hold it back. “AAAAHHHHH!” I squirt my cum all over his face and get light headed. He pulls his face from my crotch and … HE’S SPITTING IT OUT ON ME! WHAT A DICK!
I was feeling very conflicted. On one hand, he gives great oral. On the other hand, he spat my pussy juice on my stomach. He healed me, but I returned the favor by pleasuring him. Then again, he is a unicorn. I probably got a million years of good luck for what I did.

I shoved him off me and he landed on his hoofs … kinda. He stumbled a bit but that’s to be expected.

I pushed off the rock and landed next to him with as much grace as a person who’s legs had been turned to jelly. By this I mean I immediately face planted. Covering myself in dirt and some getting stuck on my stomach.

Now that we’re off the rock, he magics me back on top of him (along with my backpack) making a wet spot on his back. I wipe my cum covered hands on his sides, and my cum off of my stomach and onto the back of his neck. I’m not sorry about doing this. I also wipe the dirt off my feet on him. He’ll clean it later when he’s cleaning off the cum stuck to his belly.

Feeling a little dizzy and lightheaded after having to run for half an hour, not eaten, an orgasm, and smashing my face into the ground, and haven’t eaten in awhile I’m just ready for sleep. And since I don’t have to do the walking, I just gently fall asleep on this nice stallions back.
////////Harpo
I still can not believe that there is a human here. I hope she could understand me through my accent. Who am I kidding, of course she could. I am the top linguist when it comes to ancient languages and civilizations. I can’t wait to show my find to the WWSC. She looks so beautiful when she’s asleep; I wish I could just keep her to myself.

They’ll flip when they see a real live human. She could help us decode all those artifacts we found. There will be so many scientific breakthroughs. Before I show her off we will have to work on how she greets others.

I wonder if that was actually a form of greeting from where she’s from. I hope she could do it again but I don’t think she will, seeing how angry she got when I reciprocated.

How was I supposed to know that I wasn’t supposed to spit her ejaculate on her stomach. She put my ejaculate on my stomach.

But back on topic, she can’t be doing whatever it is she calls that to others, she should only do that to me when in private.

I really hope she likes being in such a large spotlight after I present her to the world.
But, what happens if she doesn’t like that and comes to hate me? What if the others want to take her from me? What if some nutball try’s to hurt her?

I can’t let that happen, she needs to stay safe for not just Equestria but for the whole planet. I know, I’ll keep her in a special room and have her decode things and explain them to me. It’s perfect. She stays safe from harm and technology advances.

Harpo, you’re a genius. This plan is perfect, all I have to do is empty the attic and put a ward spell on it so nosy ponies like Praline won’t snoop around. He can’t even access the attic because he doesn’t have magic but that won’t stop him if he thinks something’s up.

Maybe in a couple months I could introduce her to him and we could form a herd together. I love his sweet beige flanks and his pink and dark blue mane. But this human’s soft skin, large teats, and magical hands and feet make her great to the touch. Her soft long golden-red hair, teal eyes, pearl white teeth and slim figure make her any living creatures dream.

She needs to be mine, and I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that nopony takes her away from me.