Author's Notes:

Note: I would like to apologize, I forgot to upload this chapter the last time I was on, so this chapter is a little dated and doesn't match the way I write now. That changed because of all the helpful comments I received. This would have been just too big of a pain to rewrite from scratch. Don't worry, the way Janet is in this chapter will be different from how she acts in other chapters. She is only this way because of my old writing style, she's in an extremely stressful situation (but it has yet to really hit her), and she has somewhat of a fascination and (kind of) infatuation with Harpo.

Note 2: /TEXT\ means the gibberish Harpo is speaking. ~~TEXT~~ means English, if spoken from a non-English speaker POV.

Note 3: Janet is somewhat of a know-it-all. She is a massive video game enthusiast and thinks she knows everything there is to know about video games and tech. Take everything written here with a grain of salt because it’s most likely not true when coming from her mouth.

P.S. Please, let me know if you would like a bio of her. It would be a great way to fully introduce her in ways that really will not be explored that much in the story.

P.P.S. I was wondering about R63 names for characters, I was wondering what Starswirls would be. Sunspin the Teated?

I wake up refreshed and warm but still hungry. Opening my eyes I see a roof, lit only by candle light. I look at my body and see that I’m not only clean, but also have a warm pony sprawled out on me. He looks so adorable when he’s asleep.

I would have just let him stay there but I could feel his penis coming out of his sheath. And it was awfully close to my vagina. Time to wake up.

I push him off me and back up a bit. He looks a bit shocked to be woken up. He stumbled onto his hooves and yawns. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and looked around.

I did the same. I noticed some posters of flying ponies with wings. There are boxes with some strange writing on it. There is also a poster with what looks like “Jimmie Hendrix?” What?

Next to it is a bookshelf filled with all kinds of books in the same language as on the boxes but some are in English.

My attention was brought back to him when he talked again in that same strange language. I can’t really understand him but he does seem to be pointing towards me.

Looking down I see that I’m still naked. I quickly cover myself by covering my breasts with an arm and drawing my knees together.

He starts to walk towards me and looks at the hand not currently attached to the arm covering my breasts. His horn starts to do that magic glowing thing again and my hand is enveloped in the same gold glow as his horn.

My hand starts to float towards him and he begins to look all over it and poke and prod it, then lick it. Gross. He then moves down my body and starts to do the same with my feet. Even grosser.

Afterwards he releases my hands and feet from his magic and uses it to summon a quill and some paper. He starts to draw my hands and feet on it and place X’s in certain areas and write down things in some unknown language.

When done, he walks towards a folded ladder and opens a latch. A hole opens below the ladder and it straightens out and he walks down it. But not before using his magic to bring me some water in a large pitcher.

I get up and try to use the ladder but he quickly closes it and the floor and ladder are in their previous position. Only this time, it can’t seem to be opened.

Looking around again, I find my backpack and take out my laptop to find it completely unharmed. I do like my games so when it came around time for my birthday, I guilted my parents into buying me a custom laptop.

I managed to guilt them into giving me a laptop, but I convinced them to get me a custom one for my straight A’s. To be fair, I was home schooled. So I got a great education, but no friends or social skills. Unfortunately no boyfriend or girlfriend either.

So I got a clunker of a laptop. Not only is it heavy or bulky, but also a total powerhouse.

I won’t get into the specifics, but it’s more powerful than most professional gaming PC’s. It even has a 4K monitor (which I highly regret).

I decided to turn it on to see if it still worked, and thankfully it did. When I see the Desktop, I cringe. It’s not like its bad, I have a great wallpaper of a Jurassic forest and all the icons are organized or in folders. What makes me cringe (and this happens every time I log on) is the 4K. Something everyone should know about 4K is that it’s a great idea, but when in practice it’s horrible (like communism).

You see, 720 and 1080 are low enough definition so that when you see a low res image or video it may look pixilated. But it can still be perceived as good and be pleasant to look at. When you move up to 4K though, everything that wasn’t made for 4K looks pixilated and visually unpleasing.

It’s also sometimes cringe worthy when it’s a 320p video. I pray to god I never see a 114p video on a 4K monitor. Because of this, all of my icons are pixilated as is my wallpaper. 4K is probably one of my biggest regrets considering that almost no games use it and now everything looks like Pac-Man puked on my screen. But I digress.

So, after getting over the cringe I decide to take out all of my equipment and test to make sure it’s working right. I test my external hard drives, my mouse, my controllers, and check my VR headset and its peripherals.

Everything is working perfectly. Looks like things are coming up Janet. Since I’m alone, and probably will be for awhile, I decide to play a new game I got and use my VR headset along with the motion controls.

*4 hours later*

Who’d have thought that you could play TOTALLY NOT A COPYWRITED NAME for so long and not get bored. So after hours of gaming (while using motion controls) I was pretty tired, even hungrier, and thirsty. To which I remember the water that unicorn left me.

After turning off my laptop and putting everything away, I look back to where it was placed and see that it had not been moved. Did he leave me a cup? Screw it. I’ll just drink the whole pitcher anyways, and so I did.

Now that I think about it, that water tastes strange. I don’t really know how to describe it. I guess somewhat metal like. Does he not have a water filter?

I guess I should look around more to see if there is any way of me to get that trapdoor open.

Looking at the far wall to my left, I see many mounted Bass. Walking towards them I notice something familiar about them. They all suddenly jump to life and start to sing. Now I’m not a wimp, I can take scares pretty easily. But when it comes to jump scares, I’m a pussy. So I accidentally let out a very loud scream.

I’m starting to feel really tired. I guess it’s from all the motion control games.

It seems that my scream caused a stir on the floor beneath me. The trapdoor opens and in comes the green unicorn and he’s looking around frantically. He calms down when he sees me near the mounted bass.

He walks over to me and gives me a hug. He’s so warm and it looks like he brought a bright red blanket with him. Good. Now I won’t be naked in this, I guess, attic.

I’m starting to feel light headed. That is not good when you’re tired.

The unicorn walks over to the pitcher and looks somewhat disappointed. I guess he wanted to share some. He picks it up with his magic and takes it with him down the ladder and once again closes and locks the trapdoor.

I’m getting way too tired. I’m even more than I was before because I’m wrapped in this warm blanket. I think it would be okay to take a little nap.

*Harpo First Person*

How could she still be awake? I left her with that water for hours and she drank all of it. I put enough drugs in that to knock out a minotaur.

I need to make those sketches of her body, inside and out. I know. I’ll go to Prince Dusk and have him try to find me a sleep spell.

First things first, I need to refill the pitcher and leave it in the attic so she doesn’t get suspicious. Then I’ll go to Dusk. Then put her to sleep. Then get some drawing of her all of her. Her hands, feet, teats, and orifices. So much can be learned.

So, after I walk into the kitchen, my hooves making a loud clop sound against the linoleum, I decide to make a daisy sandwich for her. She’ll like that. Daisy and rose with some black pepper on wheat bread. While making the sandwich I’ll just fill up the pitcher with tap water.

I walk to the trapdoor and open it. I climb up the ladder and levitate up the sandwich and pitcher only to find that she is still near the bass and sound asleep. I guess the drugs did have an effect.

Dropping the sandwich and pitcher, I pick up the pen and scroll that I left here and remove her blanket. I lay her down flat on her back, legs spread open.

I get a closer look at her hand moving them even more than before, testing flexibility that was not possible before because it might have caused pain or discomfort. I’ll get a print of these and some more detailed drawings of them.

Now to look inside of her mouth and throat. Opening her mouth with my magic, I find that she has canines. So she eats meat? But from looking at her molars she can probably eat grains, plants, fruits, and vegetables. I’ll just draw her teeth.

I can’t really get a good look inside of her throat so I guess I won’t be able to do that until later.

Next are her teats, which seem pretty large. Well, large by pony standards. After rolling them around and squishing them, I take down notes on their squishiness and mobility. I also draw them just in case I need to use a reference for later. They are quite pretty. Her pale skin works well with her pink nipples. My only problem with them is that they’re not symmetrical, but I’m sure there is a spell to fix that.

Moving on down, next is her feet. She seemed to giggle when I was touching them before, maybe they’re sensitive. That’s kind of counterintuitive considering that she walks on them. What if she steps on a rock or something sharp? What if she steps on something hot or cold? I guess that’s why when we find those remains they always have shoes. Upon touching them they seem extremely soft. Her toes don’t seem to be able to bend backwards, and they spread whenever I put pressure on certain spot on her feet. I need more drawings for future reference.

Now for her anus. Using my magic I flip her on her back and hold her but up. Spreading her cheeks I see that her anus is not only small, but somewhat star shaped. Very different from a ponies. Opening it I really can’t see inside, but I can smell it. The smell is not pleasant. I guess this, like her throat, is a lost cause. I don’t think I need a drawing of that.

Now for the moment I’ve been anxiously waiting for, time to look into her vagina. Flipping her onto her back again, and then spreading her legs wide and angling her pelvis up. I get to have a good look at what
I’ve wanted to get to for awhile. It looks beautiful, her what’s it called again? Venus cleft? It covers the whole thing but with using magic I can see her lips.

Spreading those open I can see inside and it looks pink and so warm and inviting. Bringing my nose to it I can feel the heat in there and the smell. Actually it smells not so good, a bit like fish. I don’t know if it’s very different from a mare. I’ve never seen one before.

Putting my hoof a little inside I can feel how warm it actually it. It’s a little dry but that’s expected I guess. She’s so soft, it’s amazing.

I can feel my dick fall from my sheath and become erect. Removing my hoof, I look inside and see a little wall inside. I guess that’s that hymen thing I heard about in high school. I was planning on having some fun with her but now that I see that she’s a virgin, I think that’s a bad idea.

I’ll get closer to her and make her first time special. That won’t take long because I’m sure she’s already crazy about me.

What am I going to do about this though? I can’t go around the house with a huge erection. I wonder how her mouth would feel on it. I could just mount her mouth with my back legs over her head. I could use her throat doing that. I must write down how it feels because I am, of course, doing this for science.

*Janet First Person*

Upon waking up I feel strange. My mouth has a strange salty taste in it and I’m no longer hungry. There’s also a strange feeling on my face. Opening my eyes I see light green fur. I easily pick him up and sit up. Looking at him I notice that he’s actually facing away from me. I set him down and rub my eyes.

Rubbing them I notice that my face is kind of sticky and there some strange substance around my mouth. I guess he fed me some overly salted sticky food (probably porridge) and I was just making it hard. I do toss and turn in my sleep.

Oh there’s a sandwich, but it’s filled with flowers. I guess the water next to it and the bread will have to do.

After eating and drinking, I notice that my blanket is missing. I guess he didn’t want to get that porridge on it. Grabbing and wrapping myself in it, I look towards the unicorn and I see that he has some pieces of paper near him. I look at them and notice that the ink on them is fresh and still drying.

I see a more detailed drawing of my hands and feet. Looking at another scroll I see “My breasts?” He drew them down to the last detail.

Looking at another page I see he’s drawn even more of me. This is extremely creepy. He drew my breasts and vagina.

And what’s this? A drawing of the inside of my mouth and another with a penis in it and a check mark.

Wait. Having a strange salty substance around my face. Him sleeping with his crotch on my face. He stuck his cock in my mouth while I was asleep.

What the hell? Why do that to me when I’m asleep? Why not wait until I’m awake?

I know that sounds weird but if you haven’t noticed, I’m as horny as a 16 year old boy. I’m also always ready to learn when it comes to this sort of thing. This could have been my first real lesson on giving a blowjob.

Maybe if I destroy these, he’ll do it again.

*Harpo First Person*

That was a great nap. What I did before was great too. If she wakes up I’m pretty sure she’ll be happy with what I did. She brought pleasure to the stallion she loves and is no longer hungry.

Looking around I see that my human is awake and standing a couple feet away from me. She looks somewhat disappointed or angry. Maybe both. She’s also holding onto the notes I just made.

“/Shhhh. It’s okay.\” I walk over to her and start to pet her. She pushes me back though.

“~~What the hell is wrong with you? You don’t shove a cock in some ones mouth when they’re asleep. You do it when they’re awake.~~”

What? She seems really mad. That’s probably why I’m having a hard time understanding her.

“~~Why did you also take notes of me while I was asleep? I would have been more than happy to let you do that while I was awake.~~” She points to my notes.

She is mad about what I did to her? She is clearly not thinking straight. Of course she would love what I did. Wait what’s in her hand? It’s my notes.

“/Please put those down. I need them.\” I gesture to my notes.

“~~Oh right, the notes.~~” She looks at the notes.

I nod my head. I look over to where I left the food and see that the water is gone and so is the bread from the sandwich. I hear a loud rip.

I look back and SHE’S RIPPING MY NOTES!

“~~Now do that again, but this time let me be conscious. This is something that I want to learn to do.~~”

She’s gone absolutely mad.

I quickly use my magic to subdue her and grab my notes. I need to put her somewhere she can’t destroy anything until she calms down. I know. That cage I had when I was conducting an experiment to see if dogs could be used to regrow body parts.

I bring the cage over with my magic and she seems to start struggling and screaming. I quickly put her in the cage with a magic lock.

“~~“NO! I don’t want to be in a cage. Wait a minute. Is this some sort of sex thing? Is this a part of bondage? I guess I could try it.~~”

She seems to have calmed down a lot already. It could just be an act, so I’ll keep her here.

“/Now I’ll be back later to see if you’ve calmed down. If you have, then I’ll let you out.\”

I walk to the trapdoor and open it then walk down the ladder. I can hear her calling me. She must still be mad because I can barely understand her. That would be a problem if I didn’t put a sound proofing spell on the attic.

When I check back I’ll bring her some nice fresh meat and some water. If she’s calmed down then we can spend some more time together. I could re-educate her on how she should treat other people property. It is unfortunate that she destroyed my notes, but now I’m excited at the thought of remaking them. But this time, I’ll definitely be more thorough.