I inexplicably found myself standing in a black void with no memory as to how I got there. The landscape was featureless, with no walls, ceiling, or even a floor to give the area any definition. Yet I was standing as if on solid ground. To test the so-called floor's solidity I reached down to touch it, only for my hand to pass below my hooves. I reflexively jerked back, taking few stumbling steps backwards in the process.

"Okay, what fresh hell is this?" I asked the void, my oice somehow echoing on nothingness.

"Not hell," A regal voice called out behind me. I spun around and saw... nothing. Nothing but the featureless void.

"Apologies," The voice said. "Give me one moment to manifest."

With a flash of blinding light I was no longer alone. Standing before me was a certain midnight blue Alicorn. I fought back a reflexive gulp. I hadn't spoken much to Princess Luna, save for an exchange of pleasantries the few times I found myself in Canterlot. She was built much like her sister, only a little smaller. While Celestia was practically a giantess, Luna was only above-average in height in comparison; if by above-average you mean gives Yao Ming a run for his money.

"Hello, Ben," She said without fanfare.

"Uh... hi," I dumbly replied. "So... where are we?"

"Isn't it obvious?" she said, blowing an errant strand of her nebulous mane out of her face. "You're dreaming."

I blinked, and was suddenly flooded with recent memories. That second round with Sunset Shimmer led into a third. Then a fourth. By the time we were done we had to change the water in Twilight's bath just to get even remotely clean. Twilight didn't join in, though. She had taken her leave early on to get some work done and we didn't see her again until dinner, after which I exhaustedly trudged my way to my room for a well-deserved night's rest.

Which leads us to here. "So... what's with the blank void?"

"Again, my apologies," Luna replied. "I wanted to speak with you as soon as possible, so I intervened just before you could naturally form a dream. I dare say we hae much to discuss, you and I."

I frowned. "Such as?"

"Well, for starters, you," Luna responded. "How are you feeling? I honestly can't imagine what you're going through."

It took me a moment to formulate a response, to which I shrugged. "Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm just trying to take things as they come. No use worrying about the things I can not change."

"Wise words," Luna said with a nod of her head. "Still, this must be affecting you in some way. I find it hard to believe that you can just take this situation in stride."

"Oh, believe me, Princess, I've had my share of freakouts," I admitted. "But there's only so much I can get worked up about before it stops registering. That happened long before Twilight took my anal virginity."

Luna blushed a bit, then stepped over towards me. She reached out and wrapped me in her warm embrace. I hesitated a moment, before reciprocating. I hugged her in kind, laying my head atop her generous bosom. The steady rhythm of her heartbeat soothed the stress I wasn't aware I had.

"Thank you," I sad, still holding tightly to Princess Luna.

"You are welcome," she replied, not moving to pull away either. We remained like that for several minutes. Just the two of us holding on to each other in companionable silence. It was as if nothing else mattered at the moment.

Finally, after far too little time, Luna pulled away. "Well, with that out of the way, why not do something fun."

I tilted my head in confusion. "Such as?", I asked, earning a giggle from Luna.

"Silly, this is your dream," She answered, waving her arm out towards the vast expanse surrounding us. "If you just imagine it, it can happen here. Why not take advantage of that. I've been curious about your home as of late. Would you kindly show me a little bit?"

I blinked, taken aback by her suggestion. But then it was all I could do limit myself to a grin.

Santa Cristo. Home. It was a quaint little town in the Texas Hill Country, located a couple hours away from San Antonio, right on the Frio river. With a pop of only about ten thousand or so it wasn't on any maps.

I'd decided to plop us right on Main street, right in front of the bank and across from the Church. The beige concrete and stucco buildings looked like they were from the Nineteen Fifties, or the Eighteen Fifties if you're looking at the bar (conveniently next door to the Baptist church). The only signs of modernity were a few cell phone shops and Starbucks mixed in with the smattering of antique stores with a handful of 'Mom and Pop' joints.

I couldn't help but smile at the view. Luna, however, only frowned. "Where are all the people? Was this town abandoned?"

My happiness fell when she asked that question. "No, not abandoned," I said. "Honestly, I haven't been home in years. I left for college long before I ever came to Equestria. Even then, I didn't spend that much time in town. Too busy with my school work."

"Similar to Twilight Sparkle, in that regard," Luna remarked.

"It also didn't help that most of my friends moved away when I was young," I added. "Hell, I don't blame them. Or their parents. Hell, I up and vamoosed the first chance I got."

"Was it truly so bad? Growing up here, I mean?"

"Back then? I thought so," I said. "There was nothing for me to do, my closest friends had abandoned me. Hell, my job prospects after school boiled down to a minimum wage fry cook or cooking meth with my cousin. This town got hit hard by the big recession nearly ten years ago. The day I got my acceptance letter from college was the greatest day in my life!" I paused a moment to catch my breath. "Then I actually went to college and the Real World started slapping me around."

"What happened?" she asked.

"Crashed and burned," I replied, my voice going hollow. "I wasn't prepared for college. I flunked out my first semester, got fired from my job, hell I almost ended up living on the streets. Thankfully one of the friends I made let me crash at his place for a while."

The scene around us suddenly shifted. The town was replaced with the interior of a dilapidated building. The avocado-green painted drywall had various holes punched in, the sagging floorboards were covered by a threadbare rug, the drapes over the windows were moth-eaten, and the only furniture in the room was a nearly-shredded couch and a coffee table made out of an old hubcap and a pane of glass.

"Speak of the shit hole," I muttered to myself.

I blinked once and Luna was nowhere to be found. I looked around and didn't spot her. I then looked up and saw the Princess of the moon hanging off the ceiling lamp and shaking in fear. I looked down, and if I had wings of my own I would've joined her.

It was a cockroach. Not just any cockroach, oh no. This motherfucker was big as a rat and as mean as a snake. I should know, I've run into this asshole before. Fucker tanked an entire can of Raid and didn't even flinch. I threw my shoe at it one time and it came back chewed.

"Can we go somewhere else?" Luna whimpered, still hanging from the ceiling.

One scene transition later and we were on the shore of a beach of pristine white sand and clear blue waters, nary a hellroach in sight. Luna, still in midair but without a light fixture to hang on, plummeted down and landed square on her ass. Luckily the sand broke her fall.

I, being the consummate gentleman that I am, promptly fell over and started laughing my ass off. Luna responded with the dignity one would expect from someone of her station.

She grabbed a handful of sand and threw it in my face.

Luna's attack sent me sputtering; hacking and coughing as sand assaulted my throat. Luna, the heartless wench, just laughed at me as hard as I laughed at her. Eventually, I got my breathing back under control. Luna stood up first and walked towards me. She held her hand out, offering assistance. I gladly accepted, reaching out as well and letting her pull me back to my feet.

"Well, this is a much finer scene, Ben," Luna said. "Might I ask where we are?"

I looked around a bit before answering. "Damned if I know. This was probably something I saw on TV once."

Luna quirked an eyebrow in a Nimoy-esque manner. "Teevee? What, pray tell, is that?"

"Right right, I forgot you don't have those yet," I said. "Imagine a movie theater in the comfort of your own home. Shows are sent to your home in much the same way as radio signals."

"I see..." Luna said, though judging by her tone she only barely understood it. "Well, anything to get away from that... monstrosity. How could you live in such squalor?"

I shook my head. "I didn't. Not for long anyways," I said, turning to gaze at the distant horizon. The sun was beginning to set, though it looked to be doing so much quicker than it should. Then I remembered that this was a dream and simply chalked it up to 'dream weirdness'. "I was lucky. I managed to bounce back quickly. Got a decent paying job and managed to move into my own place. It wasn't exactly luxurious, but definitely a step up from... that place."

The background began to blur and melt as the beachfront seemed to disappear. Suddenly, quicker than I could blink, we were no longer on the beach. Instead, we were at my workplace. It was the typical cube farm; row upon row of cubicles, some occupied and others not. A few had some personalized touches; some artwork from children, awards, a few handmade holiday decorations that were ridiculously out-of-season. Most, however, were the typical dull lifeless boxes that they were.

And there I was too, sitting at my old desk in an uncomfortable polo shirt and slacks two sizes too small, typing away at my computer with a lifeless expression on my face. It was surreal, seeing myself. Almost like one of those out of body experiences. Even more surreal seeing what I used to look like. I couldn't help but compare myself now and back then. I really had come a long way, even without the magical transformations.

Luna was intrigued by the computer monitor. Not surprising, seeing how they didn't even exist in Equestria. Hell, Twilight has one of the most advanced Equestrian computer in existence down in her basement and it still had a paper readout. I don't think they've even invented CRTs yet.

"Such a fascinating device," Luna commented. "Like a paperless typewriter."

"That's... one way to describe it, I guess," I said. "But yeah, this was my average day, spending eight hours of my life just typing in numbers. It was mind numbingly boring. I nearly lost my will to live at one point."

"Was this what you were doing before your arrival?"

"God no!" I exclaimed. "I managed to get motivated enough to actually do something. I put myself through culinary school and was going to be a chef. I'd actually just graduated and quit this job a few days before, well, pfoopf! Shame too. I actually had a job at a nice restaurant lined up and everything. Now, thanks to that stipend y'all gave me I don't really have to work. Thanks for that, by the way."

"You can thank Twilight. It was her idea, after all," Luna said before turning back to face the real me. "Now, after Ive learned a little about your previous life, I must ask what you plan to do after you fully become one of us?"

I snorted. "What plan? Do I look like the kind of guy that actually plans things out?" I ask rhetorically. "Even if that were the case, this isn't something I can plan out just yet. Hell, I don't even know WHAT kind of pony I'll be yet. It'd really suck to have this grand plan to become the head of the weather factory and end up as an Earth Pony."

That earned me a giggle from Luna. "True," she said. "It does little good to plan things out with incomplete information. But, I might have a suggestion if you are willing to hear it."

"... Go on."

"Young Twilight Sparkle has told my sister and I of her plans to find your homeworld. Celestia has the utmost confidence that both Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle will succeed in their endeavor. Thus, she has comcluded that simply finding your homeworld is not enough. She would like to do even more."

"Such as..." I asked.

"Contact," Luna responded matter-of-factly, lacking the gravitas such an announcement deserved. "My sister wishes there to be formal contact between our world and yours."

I think my jaw hit the floor there. "Wha-?" was the only response I could manage then. Princess Celestia wanted to open diplomatic channels with my home. That... that was huge! Ginormous even!

"I see you understand the gravity of the situation," Luna said. "Starting tomorrow morning, my sister will looking for the right ponies to initiate contact between the nation of Equestria and your home. It will be a monumental undertaking, one that will change both our worlds in ways that we can not imagine. My sister believes that we can only benefit from such."

"But you don't agree," I noted.

"I'm... cautiously optimistic," Luna hedged. "I do see the benefits, but I worry about the risks involved, especially since none of the ponies we would be entrusting to make contact know anything about humanity. They would essentially be going in blind."

It didn't take a rocket surgeon to get what Luna was implying. "You're asking me to help them?"

"Was I that obvious?" Luna asked rhetorically.

"I'm not exactly an expert on humanity, Princess."

"But you are more intimately familiar than anypony we know," Luna responded. She had me there, technically. "We, My sister and I that is, are not asking you to be a diplomat, per se. Such a role requires years of education and training. Rather, we would like you to advise the diplomatic team instead."

"Advise them?" I asked for clarification.

"Indeed," Luna replied. "Mostly on cultural issues. We wouldn't want to accidentally insult anyone if we can avoid it."

Luna paused, giving me time to consider her proposal. It honestly sounded too good to be true. It would even give me an oportunity to look into my old home, even if I was a hermaphroditic pony.

That's when the bad thoughts started creeping up on me. What about my family? Would they understand what happened to me? Would they accept me? I was pretty sure they would, but there was that nagging doubt at the back of my mind that made me worry about it.

"Could I get back to you on that?" I asked.

"Of course," Luna said. "I was not expecting an answer immediately. It'll take quite some time to get a team assembled. My sister and I will send a formal request by post when we are ready. Until then, just think about it." Then, quicker than I could blink, Luna stepped close and wrapped me in another warm embrace. "And I do apologize for springing this on you so suddenly."

"It's... it's alright," I said, returning the hug.

Luna continued her embrace for a few moments before pulling away. "Now, with that settled, why don't we have some actual fun?"

"Fun?" I asked hesitantly. Considering how the past couple days have gone I had an idea of where this was going

Luna turned around and swatted me with her tail. "Not that kind of fun. I want you to show me something."

"Oh?" I asked, intrigued.

"Yes," Luna said. "I want you to show me, in your opinion, humanity's greatest accomplishment."

I couldn't keep the smile off my face. She just had to give me an easy one.

The landscape was dry, dusty and desolate, composed of gray stones and regolith. We had arrived on the edge of what appeared to be a small depression in the land; rocky hills surrounding us as far as the eye could see. It was a scene of magnificent desolation. They sky appeared to be night at first glance, though we could see as if it were bright as day.

Luna scanned the horizon, a look of bemusement on her face. "You brought me to the Moon?" she asked.

Of course, she would recognize it. "Not just any moon," I replied, trying my best not to sound smug. "It's my moon. See, look." I pointed into the sky, where Earth was hanging there like a blue marble. It was quite far away and quite small, but I could just make out the continents through the sparse cloud cover. The terminator was just over eastern Africa, right around where the Nile river is.

"Is that your home?" Luna asked, staring in awe. I simply nodded. "It looks so small."

"Yeah. Kinda humbling, now that I actually look at it," I said. "I've seen pictures, sure, but despite it being a dream, this feels more... real, if you know what I mean."

"I think I do'" Luna said, shooting me a knowing wink. "But I asked you to show me humanity's greatest achievement, and yet all I see is dust."

"Patience, Luna," I said, raising my hands in a placating manner. Suddenly, I heard a loud roar. coming from above. Luna reacted first and turned to look at what made the impossible noise, and her jaw dropped just a tad. I looked as well, although I knew what I would see. The LEM was descending onto the lunar surface, slowed by jets of silvery flame. The Princess' eyes tracked the craft as it slowly, ponderously lowered itself, until the Eagle had safely touched down.

I may not have gotten all the details right, but I think I got the point across. Luna looked absolutely stunned. Then, the hatch opened and Neil Armstrong stepped out and onto the ladder. Slowly, cautiously, he descended the steps one by one. He paused at the last one. minutes went by, and he still hadn't taken that last step. Luna stared on, spellbound at what I was showing her.

Then, almost unceremoniously, Neil Armstrong stepped down.

"One small step for a man," I quoted, "One giant leap for mankind."

"You... your species has stepped foot onto your planet's moon?" Luna asked, awestruck.

"Six times," I confirmed. "Was going to be seven, but there were some... problems with the third mission." I didn't go into details. I figured that, if we're going to be making contact with Earth I could show her the movie.

Luna continued to watch in wonder as Neil and Buzz went about their business. I had seen videos on Youtube enough times that I think I at least got the broad strokes right, even if some of the details were wrong. It wasn't until they began to unfold the flag that I spoke up. "You seem impressed. I thought you'd been to the moon as well?"

"It took the six most powerful magical artifacts to send me to my moon, and it only worked because of my personal connection," she said. "Yet your species sent people to their moon without any magic at all! Not only that, you did it five more times! How can I not be impressed? I want to call it a lie, yet I know it to be true."

"We're full of surprises, that's for sure." It was near impossible to not sound smug with that statement. Luna, in turn, continued to watch until the two astronauts began to head back to the lander. When I looked closer I could see the dream beginning to blur at the edges.

Luna noticed it as well. "It seems this dream is ending soon."

"We could always go somewhere else," I suggested.

Luna paused contemplatively, then nodded with a smile on her face. "Lead the way."

Next we found ourselves seated in the Coliseum. Now, this wasn't the ruined Coliseum. Rather it was the Coliseum in its heyday, back when it was still called the Flavian Amphitheater. The upper levels were intact and there were awnings extended out to protect the crowd from the hot Italian sun. And what a crowd, too. The place looked at full capacity, barring n empty section surrounding Luna and I. We were seated front and center, right near the action.

Down in the arena two gladiators were squaring off against each other, one wielding a sword and shield and the other a trident and net. The net guy was keeping his distance, but he couldn't quite get around the shield with his spear. Sword guy, a Secutor, I think, tossed out a few probing attacks, but was denied by his foe's superior reach.

"I didn't think humans would enjoy gladiatorial combat," Luna commented while watching the fight closely.

"Well, they have fallen out of favor these days, Princess," I replied as the net guy went on the offensive. He gave several quick jab with his trident, but they were all expertly deflected, and he only managed to back his opponent up "This arena is almost two thousand years old. These days it's considered a ruin."

"I see. Pity," she responded. "I quite enjoyed when I would oversee such spectacles back before my banishment."

That was news to me. Granted I hadn't really read that much into ancient pony history yet, but I never imagined that they would have gladiators. Then again, they do have professional wrestling and it is quite popular. Yes, it is also just as over-the-top as the WWE as well.

As I was contemplating that, there was a cry from the crowd. Net guy had made a fatal mistake. He thew his net, hoping to entangle the Secutor, but his opponent had anticipated it and deftly dodged out of the way. He then charged at his now-netless foe. Net guy wasn't going down without a fight. He jabbed with his trident, but it was ll for naught. The Secutor stepped aside and got real close, too close to have to worry about the spear. He then bashed his foe with the metal boss in the center of his shield, knocking net guy to the ground. He then stepped over his fallen foe and looked up to the distant stands. The crowd was calling for blood, shouting for the victor to finish his foe. But, whoever was officiating the match must've given a different signal, for the victorious gladiator sheathed his blade and helped his adversary to his feet. The crowd wasn't too fussed, as they continued to cheer as the combatants made their way off the field.

"A well earned victory," Luna commented. "I am almost surprised it wasn't a fight to the death."

"Those did happen," I said. "They were pretty rare though, usually only convicts were put to death in the Arena. Gladiators were extremely popular. Having them killed willy-nilly would lead to disastrous consequences for the Emperors."

"A fair point," Luna conceded. "It seems that our worlds have more in common than one would first think."

"I'll agree to that." As I said that, the walls began to blur and melt, signalling the end of this particular dream. "Okay, looks like it's closing time. Anywhere else you want to go?"

Luna shot me a sly grin. "Please, allow me this time."

I honestly should've expected this. The way the past few days had gone, it had to happen sooner or later.

Luna had weaved her magic and had taken us elsewhere. At first there was blackness. Nothing was visible, not even my hand in front of my face.

Then, in a flash of light, we had appeared in a richly appointed bedroom. Luna's if I had to guess, going by the star-motif silken bedspread. The room was the definition of luxury. A jeweled mirror was hung above a rich mahogany vanity, below which sat a mahogany stool with velvet cushions. The bed was a four-poster with lacy curtains and ebony posts. A faint hint of incense teased my senses, and I could hear violin music just on the edge of my hearing. I had arrived seated on the bed; soft as a cloud with satin sheets.

"Well, what do you think?" Luna asked, a coy smile on her face.

"I'd say you're trying to seduce me," I replied matter-of-factly. Luna dropped all pretense as her expression turned lascivious and she slowly sauntered towards me, her hoofsteps echoing off the floorboards. Her cock was peaking out like a groundhog in February. Mine was beginning to emerge as well as Luna stopped just short of my spot.

Unexpectedly, she reached forward and gave me a shove, pushing me flat on my back. She then proceeded to crawl atop of me, bringing her face level with mine, her breasts smooshing against mine and the same seductive smile beaming down on me. Luna leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I was shocked for a split second, but recovered quickly enough to recognize her tongue probing my lips for entry. I opened up to allow her entry and our tongues battled for dominance. Mine was clearly outclassed, lacking in Luna's centuries of experience, but I made her work for it.

Her tongue lingered over my canines, clearly intrigued by their sharpness. I took advantage of her momentary lapse in attention to reach around her head and run my hand through her wavy stardust mane. It left a tingling sensation on my skin, akin to a static charge that had built up. She chuckled as my hand brushed the back of her head, still lip-locked with me.

Our cocks rubbed together as they grew more and more turgid. As they reached full mast sandwiched between the two of us, I discovered that Luna wasn't that much bigger than me. A couple inches if that.

Luna's lips broke contact and she pulled back. She then grabbed my tits and gave them a good squeeze, eliciting a mewl of pleasure from me. "Fascinating," she said. "It appears that you have acclimated to your changing body quite rapidly. But I wonder how much you'll like.... THIS!!"

With that shouted declaration she pinched both of my nipples and gave them a good tug. I expected pain, but it never came. Instead, I only felt near orgasmic pleasure as she steadily squeezed and pulled on my nipples. Then, I felt as something rushed out of my now-engorged teat.

Milk. Princess Luna was milking me, and it felt awesome. I let out a nigh ear-splitting moan to let my approval be known.

Without warning Luna released her hold on my teats. Before I could protest she latched onto one of my now free nipples with her mouth and began suckling. I threw my head back and moaned again, this time even louder. This was one of the best sensations ever! There was only one thing that could make it better.

As if responding to my thoughts I felt another mouth latch on to my free teat. My voice caught in my throat before I could moan again and I looked down to see who it was.

It was Luna. A second Luna had latched on and was suckling on my breast as well. Both of them had a naughty glint in their eye as they continued to drink from my breasts, slightly out of sync with one another. My cock gave an approving twitch, a veritable river of precum dripping from the tip.

My vision was occluded by a set of navy-blue testicles, beyond which was a light-blue slit attached to a midnight-blue flank adorned with Luna's ink-splotch of a cutie mark. My mouth dropped in awe, and the new Luna took advantage and lowered her balls into my now-open maw, my nose tickling her clit as she teabagged me. I could smell her arousal as I licked and sucked on her stones, tasting of sweat and flesh.

The bed shifted under me and it began to feel lumpy, albeit still quite soft. It wasn't until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me that I realised what had happened. Yet another copy of Luna had appeared below me and now the whole gang was lifting my bottom half up. I then felt a hard cock press at my backdoor and they dropped me onto the turgid shaft. There wasn't even a hint of pain, only pleasure. I was surprised that I hadn't cum yet.

The two Luna's working my front continued to nurse with no sign of stopping as the one below me pulled out and thrust back in slowly. The Luna I was servicing rocked back and forth, masturbating herself on my nose as I continued to suck and tongue her nuts.

I once more felt the bed shift, only this time it felt like someone was walking on it. Another Luna clone, if I had to guess. This one stopped right above my abdomen. The two sucking on m tits shifted aside to make room for the newcomer. I felt a pair of hands on my member as they held it steady. The newcomer then lined her pussy up with my tip and slowly lowered herself down, hilting herself in one motion.

I never thought I would ever find myself in the middle of a gangbang until that night. Then again, was it technically a gangbang? There were only two participants after all.

At the time those thoughts were the furthest from my mind. I was overwhelmed by pleasure as the gaggle of Lunas edged me along masterfully. Every time I thought I was going to peak, they would slow down and allow me to recover, the cheating harlots.

Without warning the Luna that had her balls in my mouth pulled off, my mouth making a soft popping noise as her nus left. I wasn't left wondering for long, as she had simple turned around and shoved the tip of her cock against my lips. I opened my mouth wide and she fed me her wondrous cock. It easily slipped into my throat and Luna began to thrust away at my drooling mouth.

The Luna pounding away at my ass was the first to give in. Her thrusts suddenly became jerky, less steady. She then hilted herself and I felt her cock flare and her cum explode into my bowels, rapidly filling them to capacity.

The one riding my cock was the next to fall. She slammed her hips down one last time and cried out in extasy as her own cock fired cum out with the force of a cannon, practically drenching the underside of my breasts. I didn't lat much longer, almost instantly I flared as well and began pumping her with a steady supply of semen.

Last, the one face-fucking me shoved herself all the way down my throat, depositing her load directly into my stomach. My throat bulged as she ejaculated. Eventually, she pulled out and I finally got a taste. Blueberries.

The last two Lunas stopped nursing and finally pulled off my nipples. I just happened to glance down at the right time to see them make out with each other, swapping mouthfuls of milk between them.

Someone lifted my head up and placed it down in their lap. When I looked back up all the extraneous Lunas had disappeared, and there was only one left, smiling down upon me lovingly.

It was too much for me, and I blacked out.

I awoke with a start and groggily raised my head. A glance out the window told me it was still night. Another glance at my alarm clock confirmed that dawn was hours away. Not even the nuttiest of ponies would be up at this god-forsaken hour.

I wanted to go back to bed. I was having a very pleasant dream. At least, I thought it was. The details were a bit fuzzy. Something about Princess Luna and.... gladiators?

Whatever the case, even though I wanted to go back to bed, I simply couldn't. I had awoken to find myself in a sticky mess under the sheets. Definitely a good dream, going by the evidence.

Then I felt something on my head twitch. It was somewhere between the top and my ears. Or, at least, where my ears were supposed to be. I reached up and confirmed that, indeed, I had grown pony ears, and they felt fuzzy. I glance at my mirror, and sure enough there they were. The fur was a dark indigo, almost violet color. And the bastarding things kept twitching. I sighed, resigned to my fate.

I rolled over and went back to sleep, sticky sheets be damned. I'd deal with everything in the morning.

Author's Notes:

The town of Santa Cristo is entirely fictional. The Frio River, on the other hand, is completely real and it lives up to its name.

Well, a bit of history in this one. Some more backstory on Ben, a glance into Equestria's past, and a nice gangbang to round things off.

This one went through a few revisions. At first, we were just gonna jump straight from the Moon to the action, but I decided a transition scene was needed. Then I was gonna have a scene from the outside of the ISS, but then said to myself "We were just IN space. Let's do something else." Then I pulled the gladiator fight out of my ass.

BTW, that gangbang scene was not easy.