*Trigger warning*
rape and sexual assault.

August

Sunset was trying to walk. She wobbled. She felt like she was balancing on her middle fingers and middle toes. She kept trying to put her heels down. Her middle nails had grown into a giant nail supported by a fat wrist. They were hooves now. Her hooves felt so strange. Her frogs felt the ground and molded to what was underneath her.

Her breasts were another thing that bothered her. They weren't on her chest anymore. They were between her legs. Her rear legs. They were swollen with milk and they leaked sometimes. It was uncomfortable waddling. she had adjusted and for the most part she was okay.

She felt a kick in her belly. It wasn’t the kicks she was used to where her babies soft feet pressed on her belly. Her baby seemed to have hooves now too. Big round nails kicked her. They weren’t super hard, but they weren’t soft as human feet. She didn’t like this change. On the other hand her baby didn’t press down on her bladder so badly. She didn’t have to pee so often.

When she had first arrived in this world five days ago she had felt so strange. Her body tingled and her anatomy had changed. Her eyes had stung and burned. She couldn’t see anything for a while. Eventually she could see light and dark and finally color and shapes. It was like she was a little kid again before she had gotten her glasses. Everything was fuzzy no matter how close she was.

She was also alone so sign of her wife or any of her friends.

She had fainted at the sight of herself in the mirror. She was some sort of alien creature that looked vaguely equine. How she got like this she had no idea. The world she was in was different too. From what she could see everyone was an equine alien. Part of her was glad her wife wasn’t around to tee her like this. What would she say.

She felt like she was in a dream. Everything was fuzzy and vibrant. Her body felt strange and different. Yet other than that she felt perfectly awake. She was alert and aware of her surroundings. She could feel pain and fall asleep. She figured it must all be real.

To her distress she had no idea where her wedding ring was. It was the only thing that mattered to her. She was it on the last day she remembered back home. She remembered going to a meeting for work and then waking up here.

She had also realized she was in someone's house. It was massive. Like a mansion. There were servants that brought her food and water. Eating was night mare. Servants with horns would carry everything in glowing auras and leave it on a table for her. She eventually resorted to shoveling food and water toward her face and hoping it made it into her mouth. Some of these horned servants had given her a bath after she ate.

All the servants were afraid of their boss. He wasn’t aggressive but they shied away from him. He had told her she was his honored guest. He was nice to her, he gave her gifts but she didn’t trust him. There was something off about him that she didn’t like. She had escaped his house last night. She wanted to go home. Now she was wondering around.

She had taken a saddle bad and some coins as well as cloak and nothing else. He had given her the saddle bag and cloak so she didn’t feel like a total thief. The cloak was super fancy and she had found a store and traded it for money and a plain cloak. The cloak was a little warm for this hot weather. The nice saddlebags she kept because they were custom adjusted to fit her large belly and hold weight without straining her back.

She had found a large stash of assorted coins in a sack. There were copper, bronze yellow gold and two different silvers. all of the coins had a two alicorns arcing around a sun and moon on one side. The different metals had a different symbol on the other side. She had no idea what the exchange rate was or which coin was most valuable. She knew she would need money but she didn’t want to steal too much. She ended up filling on of her saddlebags about half way with mostly gold and silvery coins and had not putting a dent in the stash. Now all she needed was a map.

Sunset was afraid. She couldn’t see very far in front of her. She could hardly read the signs around her. Her hearing and smell had improved drastically. This was great because she could hear ponies approaching her so she wasn’t started although it was hard to tell how close they were. Her nose picked up lots of smells. She didn’t recognize most of them.

This increased smell thing was one of the most disorienting things she was dealing with. Human brain were designed to interpret smells through memory and emotion rather then words and thoughts. She would recognize a small but have not idea what it was attached too just that it made her happy or sad. Also she could smell every alien equine individual's personal sent. Everyone had anal scent glands. She was easily able to identify individuals as unique by the way they smelled. She was learning what specific parts of the personal sent was. She associated a component of the smell with being age (being a child, adult, elderly). There was another part associated with biological sex. She could smell sex juices on some of the adults. It was distracting. She figured this must be how it is for dogs. It was bizarre.

Sunset walked slowly. There were lots of business. She didn’t want to be too noticeable. What if he came looking for her. She wondered if there was a way to change her appearance.

She decided to try to find a cheap sunhat and a drink of cold water. She kept wondering looking for a clothing store. Eventually she poked her head into a department store. She smelled the scent of fabric starch and cleaning powder. She walked in.

Sunset glanced at a rack that had a big red sale sign. She wasn’t interested today. She carefully walked over to a rack of dresses. She felt them and looked at them. She felt a pang in her heart when she found one she thought Moon Dancer would like. She wondered to an other rack and an other.

“Can I help you find something?” a voice drifted over. That voice. No it couldn’t be.

The sound of hooves approached her. She panicked. She took a deep breath. There was no way. She was just imagining things.

“Ma’am is there anything I can help you with?” the female employee asked. That was definitely her voice.

The employee came into view. Sunset squinted at her. Her mane had the same yellow as her and the same blue as their father’s hair. Her smell was familiar.

Sunset backed away. This could not be happening. Her younger sister. In this strange world? Sunset legs gave out. The hood of her cloak fell off.

“Sunset?” the employee asked confused.

Sunset was trying to process. Her smell was familiar but something was off. It reminded her of her childhood but it didn’t bring back memories.

“Sunset?” the employee sounded less pleased.

“Hope?” Sunset said cautiously.

“So you do remember me.” Hope said flatly.

“Of course how could I forget you?” Sunset shook with emotion. The look of Hope’s face when she walked away flashed through Sunset’s mind.

“You left us!” Hope said angrily.

“I didn’t leave you. You walked away. You said I had failed and you took Lightning and Pipsissewa away!” Sunset burst into tears.

“Are you serious!? You walked out. You left us alone. You said mother and father would care for us. But guess what they died. That’s right! A year after you left they died and you didn’t bother showing up at the funeral.” Hope shouted.

Sunset was so confused. She had gone with her siblings to their funeral. She had held them while they cried. Why was Hope pretending that she hadn’t gone.

“What’s going on?” a male asked.

“I’m sorry I was just trying to help a customer but our conversation took a turn.”

“Well that’s obvious. Your not supposed to upset customers. No matter what personal history or baggage you have with them. If someone is trying to make you uncomfortable then you can come talk to me. You aren’t supposed to yell at customers.” Hope’s boss said.

“I’m sorry sir. I don’t know what came over me.” Hope said sounding ashamed.

“I’m going to dock your pay today. Go work the register.” he said to her. “Ma’am is there anything I can do for you.” he asked her gently.

Sunset was still shaking. “I just came in here for a hat. I didn’t realize she would be here.” she said in a small voice.

“I am so sorry. Hope is normally a nice pony I don’t know what her problem is. I can take you to our hat section and you can pick any hat. I will give it to you free of charge.” he said gently.

“Okay.” Sunset said quietly. She managed to get back on her hooves and followed him.

Hope watched form the register as Sunset stumbled after her boss. She was clumsy. This was strange. Sunset was always athletic and strong for a unicorn. She had been jealous as a child.

Sunset was also acting different. She seemed so skittish and afraid. Nothing like the proud and boastful sister she remembered.

Something had changed. It couldn’t just be getting pregnant. Pregnancy didn’t change your memories. Pregnancy didn’t change your personality. What had happened? Did she have a head injury? Maybe she had a bad concussion causing her to remember differently. That could explain her lack of coordination.

But there was something else off. Her smell she didn't smell like she remembered. The smell of her anal scent glands was close. Maybe being pregnant changed her? But some of her friends had gotten pregnant. They didn’t change that much.

Hope was perplexed. She decided that her sister had been in some horrible accident and was recovering. She felt bad for her sister. She still wasn’t pleased about Sunset showing up unannounced but she would deal with it. She would try to show some compassion. Sunset was a different now person just like her and she was going to be nice to her while keeping her at legs length.

Sunset and her boss approached the register. Hope braced herself and put on a smile. Her boss floated a sun hat to her she took it and rang it up, then set it on the counter. He paid for it.

“Here you go ma’am. Again I am so sorry and I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day.” he said to Sunset. He tried to pass her the hat through magic. She didn’t catch it. She peered at the floor. She felt around for the hat and found it. She tried to pick it up with her hooves. She lost her balance and stumbled.

Hope was baffled again. Sunset had been a magical protege! She was Celestia’s hoof picked student. She couldn’t do a simple floating spell. What happened to her skills? Also what happened to her eye sight. Sunset had once boasted that her eyes sight was better than anyone else’s in the family.

After an awkward moment her boss lifted the hat magically. She followed the movement with her eyes.

“Where do you want the hat?” he asked her.

“On my head please.” she said. He placed it carefully on top of her head. “Thank you very much.” she began to walk to the door. She stumbled but continued on. She walked into the clear glass of the front door. She leaned against it.

“Let me get that for you!” her boss called he rushed over to her. “It’s a pull door from inside.” she backed away and he opened the door for her. She walked out and away.

Hope noticed that her boss had a worried look on his face. If she was honest with herself she was worried too. She didn’t like her sister but this? This pony didn’t feel like her sister. She was like an incompetent and pathetic imitation of her sister. Her boss walked back over he didn’t look to happy with her.

Sunset walked into a cafe. She was confident that this was a cafe because it smelled like sugar and dough. Sunset walked up to the counter and peered through the display case window. She couldn’t identify what was what. She decided to use her nose. She smelled a lot of options but she chose to focus on an apple cinnamon pastry. She decided to ask for one of those as well as cold water in a cup with a straw.

“Hello ma’am can I get you anything?” a female employee asked. Her voice was soft and pleasant.

“I would like one of you apple cinnamon um…”

“Apple cinnamon pull apart or apple cinnamon puff pastry?” she asked.

“Which do you recommend?” Sunset asked.

“Our apple cinnamon puff pastry is our most popular pastry if you want to trust the masses.” she said simply.

“Okay. I would like one of those and can I get a cup of water with a straw?” Sunset asked.

“Okay. Three copper and two bronze bits please.”

Sunset struggled with her saddle bags. She was not used to using her mouth to hold things. She managed to get deposited two gold bits on the counter without falling over. Lemon Hearts took one and opened her register. She placed eight bronze and ten cooper bits on the counter. Sunset nosed half of the coins into her bag. She left one of each coin as a tip.

“Thank you so much. My name is Lemon Hearts. What is your name?” the employee asked.

“My name is Sunset Shimmer.”

“Really. Celestia’s former student?”

“Who?”

Lemon Hearts jaw dropped. She stared as Sunset. Sunset noticed and began to back away.

“What did I do?”

Lemon Hearts smiled. “I’m sorry. Here.” she tried to hand Sunset a plastic cup with magic.

Lemon Hearts realized that something was wrong with this unicorn. She looked like a normal pregnant mare. But she didn’t seem able to use magic. She had very little physical coordination and she did not know who Celestia was. Perhaps she had suffered brain damage.

Lemon Hearts decided to treat her like a disabled pony. She took the cup and filled it with ice cold water. She selected a pastry with her magic and walked around the counter.

“Where would you like to sit?” she asked gently.

“Um…” Sunset peered around the bakery. It was empty. She walked over to the nearest table. “How about here.”

“All right.” Lemon Hearts pulled the chair out for Sunset. Sunset struggled on to the chair. Lemon Hearts set the pastry and water in front of her. “Let me know if you need anything else.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

The pastry was amazing and the cold water was nice. After she was done she hauled herself out of her seat and tried to buss her table.

Lemon hears rushed over to help her. “It’s okay ma’am I can take care of this. Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“Do you have a bathroom?” Sunset asked.

“Yes! It is over there.” Lemon gestured with her hoof. Sunset starred in the digestion but couldn’t see the sign.

“Here I’ll walk you over there.”

Sunset felt a little humiliated having to be lead to the bathroom. The bathroom was unisex. She tanked Lemon Hearts and entered.

Sunset looked around the small room. It was different from the bathrooms where she came from.
She walked over to the first thing she saw. It appeared to be a sort of tile foot bath. The tile edge came up her her wrists, easy to step in and out of but high enough that water would stay inside if you didn’t splash. There was a curved spout for a faucet. It was shiny metal. It had a see through tube that lead from a hole next to the base and seemed to go inside the spout. It had faucet knobs and the kind of drain she’d seen in a shower in the middle. Sunset assumed that the equine creatures native to here used it as a sink.

She walked over to the other thing. This structure was a smooth curved shallow bowl. It had the same curved plumbing that a normal toilet had. It had a little water at the bottom. The bowl was also very small. Much smaller than the toilets she was used to. The lip of the bowl came up to her knees. From a distance the whole thing looked like a large shallow wine glass with a thick stem. The structure that she took for their toilet was in the middle of the room.

Sunset took off her cloak, turned around and tried to sit on it like it was a toilet she was used to. It was really awkward. The bowl didn’t seem like it would hold her wight. She stood up and turned to face the bowl.

There has to be a way to do this comfortably. Sunset thought. This looks like it’s the standard toilet design. It must be this way because it works. How is it supposed to work!

She glanced around the room as if the blue walls would give her instructions. At the the male’s place she had been given a very fancy chamber pot. She had squatted over it with the pot slightly between her legs held their by a female servant. She decided to try that.

Sunset turned around and backed up once more. She tried to peer over her shoulder. Her long neck made it easier to see. She waddled backwards. She squatted again with the bowl slightly between her legs. Her first drop of pee hit the floor. She squatted deeper and tried again. She still peed on the floor.

Sunset groaned. She backed up more to try to line up where the pee was landing with the bowl. After two more tries she got her pee to land in the bowl. The bowl was under the place were her leg met her belly. She was standing up. She realized that the reason this was in the middle of the room was so ponies could move around it and have it underneath them. She backed up so the center of the bowl was under her anus and pooped.

Relieved in more ways than one she looked for a way to flush. She spotted a button on the floor and stepped on it. She heard the sound of running water. She peered into the bowl and her waste was gone. She carefully wiped herself with toilet tissue and cleaned up the floor. She put the tissue in a waste bin.

Feeling a sense of confidence she walked over to the sink thing. She stepped into it. She fumbled with the faucet handle with the red dot. It came out hot. She backed up and turned on the other. She got the temperature perfect. Not for soap. There was a button next to the faucet handles. She pushed it. She saw something opaque get squeezed into the faucet's main channel. She realized that soap was mixed with the water when you held the button down. She rinsed each foot with soapy water and then rinsed them all off.

She used the air drier by the door and thoroughly dried her feet. She didn’t feel back about tracking water because there was another drain underneath it. She putter cloak back on and walked out.

“Your back! I was a little worried.” Lemon Hearts said.

Sunset smiled. She walked up to the counter. “Do you make sandwiches?”

“Yes we make a variety of sandwiches.”

“Great I want one to go.”

“Okay. What kind do you want?”

“I can’t read the sign. Can you please help me out?”

Lemon Hearts read out some options. They all sounded strange. They had marigolds and daisies in them. Were those flowers even edible. They must be. She decided to try a marigold, avocado and beet sandwich. Lemon Hearts had said she liked it.

She thanked Lemon Hearts and walked out with her sandwich a few minutes later. Lemon had told her how to get to the library. She figured a place like that out to have a few maps.

Sunset found the library. It hadn’t been too hard. Lemon Hearts had given her good directions. She walked up the steps. Carved into the stone archway above the door were the words ROYAL CANTERLOT LIBRARY. Below it in smaller stylized letters the phrase Scientia sit Potentia was etched in. Sunset did not know what to make of the bold statement. The carving said she was in place called Canterlot. She had just been in a place called Canterlot and it wasn’t full of equine creatures. She wondered again if she was dreaming. She took a deep breath and entered.

This library was massive. Absolutely massive. She decided to go find a help desk. She walked over to a young adult male shelving books and asked him where to go. He pointed her to some desks. She walked over.

“Hello.” She called to the female behind the desk. She seemed very old. “My name is Sunset and I am wondering where your map section is.”

“Sunset? Sunset Shimmer?”

“Um… yes.”

“The same Sunset shimmer that once bragged that she was better at finding specific books in this library than librarian that have worked here for decades?” she asked.

“No.”

“You’re pulling my leg.” she said. “You shouldn’t need my help finding anything.

“I’m not who you think I am! Please I just want a map of this place so I can find my way back home.”

The librarian stared at her. And then scoffed dismissively. “Your were always a good actor.”

“I’m not acting! Please believe me I need help.” she pleaded.

“No you are a prankster and a nuisance. Leave this library now or I’ll call the guards and have them through you out.” she said firmly.

Sunset felt like crying. She had always been treated well by librarians back home. Librarians were supposed to be nice and helpful. What had she done wrong?

She walked away as fast as she could.

Once outside she didn't know were to go. She figured she needed to find a place to stay. She thought of her sister. Was her family here? She considered trying to find hope but she couldn’t stomach the thought of asking her if she could stay. She didn’t know anyone else. She decided to look for an inn or a hostel. Some place where she could rent a room.

Sunset wandered around for a few hours. She found several places but they were fancy expensive places that smelled of perfume. She was looking for a quiet place that was affordable.

Evening was starting to fall. Sunset wandered the outskirts of this rich city. She was started to get worried. Before she might have boldly walked into every establishment and asked until someone could tell her where to find a less expensive inn but after the incident at the library she was scared. She stuffed her hat into her saddlebags. She sat on a public bench. She needed to collect her thoughts.

I’m in a strange world. I don’t know how I got here. I woke up in the home of a nice male but he didn’t seem like a good person. I spent several days with him being taken care of by his servants.

Everyone here looks like cartoon horses. I look like a cartoon horse!

I ran into my sister. She was also a horse. She didn’t seem to have any problems. I’ve been struggling to walk and I’ve been learning about how things work and she seemed just fine. She has a job. And she thought I had abandoned her. Why did she think that? That’s not what happened! She was old enough she should remember. Unless she made up a lie to make herself feel better. Unless…

Sunset thought about the other Sunset. Dusk. What if? No that’s ridiculous! But this situation is ridiculous. What if Dusk was from this world? What if this world and her world were parallel and the same people existed in different forms? No. How could that bee?

It would explain various inhabitants recognizing her. Lemon Hearts and the librarian seemed to know someone named Sunset Shimmer. There had been something odd about Dusk at dinner. She had been keeping something. Is this that something? Is she from here? Is she a magical pony creature. No. That’s ridiculous.

But it would make sense. Why we look the same and have the same name. How we could end up with siblings with the same names. But she would have said something. Maybe not. I mean this sounds crazy in my head. I can’t imagine how I would react to being told this over dinner from a stranger.

Everyone seemed to dislike her. Well I guess two out of three. Lemon Hearts didn’t seem like she had it in her to dislike anyone. The Librarian implied she was an arrogant prankster. And Hope… Hope made it sound like she walked away from our- her siblings. How could she do that! How she just leave them after our parents- Hope said she left before. How could she not go to their funeral… Sunset let out a long groan and then took a deep breath. Better not speculate on that now.

Sunset watched the sun set.

This would feels like a fantasy. I am in a world of equine people. I have turned into one of them. This is world of magic. There are beings here with horns and being here with wings. If I am in a fantasy then perhaps I can live with a sci fi parallel universe. Sunset sat and thought.

It was starting to get dark. She had to find somewhere to stay. She found a tavern that advertised rental beds. It seemed like a seedy place. The outside smelled of alcohol and sex. She decided to check it out. The bouncer took a long look at her. he glanced at his clipboard and then looked at her some more. He let her in.

The smell of alcohol and sex were overpowering inside. There were ponies dancing to loud music. Modern electronic music blasted from giant speakers. Ponies were grinding on each other. Several females looked and smelled wet with arousal. Several male’s penises were unsheathed and stiff or flopping. Sunset didn’t know what to make of the display.

Sunset realized she was getting aroused. She was bisexual and had always like the idea of one night stands and threesomes. She tried to suppress her arousal she was married. She looked around and found a bar table. She made her way through the crowd and to the bar.

“Hello?” Sunset said to a male behind the bar counter. Her word were drowned by the noise of the room. “Hello? Can I speak to someone about renting a room?” she shouted.

“You can speak to me. What do you want?” he asked.

“I was wondering what your policies and prices are.” Sunset shouted.

“We rent by the hour for ponies who want somewhere private to have sex or we rent by the night. We charged six bronze bits an hour and two gold bits a night. Check out time is four in the afternoon.” he informed her.

Only two gold bits? Sunset thought. That’s better than the forty to eighty or so some of the most fancy hotels were charging. Hopefully I wouldn’t need to stay for long.

“Can I put my name down?” Sunset shouted.

“Yes. Just fill out this form.” he slid a clipboard and pen on the counter over to her. Sunset stud up on her hind legs to see the paper. It was an agreement that she wouldn’t kill, rape, assault, deal drugs or do drugs in the rooms, except alcohol. She wouldn’t urinate, defecate or vomit anywhere but the toilets. She wasn’t allowed to give birth or steal anything. She read the list of things. It was the most bizarre agreement she had seen for an establishment.

She took the feather pen in her mouth and did her best to write her name on the line and sigh by the X.

He ducked under the counter and a large flat box floated up surrounded by a glowing aura. He set the box on the counter and the aura vanished. An aura pulled a key out of his pocket.

She watched. His horn was glowing the same color. This must be a horned horse creature thing. Maybe I have some sort of magic. I do have a horn on my head.

“Alright. Here is the key to room two- you know what. How are you on stairs?” he said holding a key in a floating aura.

“I’m fine with stairs.”

“I’m going to give you a nicer room on the top floor where it should be a little quieter. Usually we charge extra for those rooms but I’ll give it to you. Your room is five twelve.” he said.

“Thank you so much.” she said. He put the key he was holding back and took out a different key. He set it on the table. She took it with her mouth and looked for the stairs.

“The stairs are over there.” he pointed. “Check out time is four o'clock sharp. If you and all your stuff isn’t out then you’ll be charged a fine.”

Sunset tried to say thank you but she had a key in her mouth. She nodded to him and left in the direction of the stairs.

The steps creaked. The place smelled of sex. She walked to the top floor. She wondered down the hall. She heard the faint sounds of bead springs creaking and moaning coming out of a few doors she passed. The sounds were faint but the smell was not. Ponies were having sex. From the smell some were on their second rounds. She smelled semen. There was one room that seemed to have two females by the lack of fresh male sent.

Sunset felt a sudden surge of lebito. She wanted to have sex with Moon Dancer. She felt guilty at the thought. She wanted more than just sex from Moon Dancer. She loved Moon Dancer and missed her dearly but she had to deal with getting through today.

Sunset made it to her room most of the way down the hall. Her room was small. It smelled faintly of others and sex and alcohol. The bed was made with a navy blue comforter and matching pillows. There was a clothes rack and a space heater. It was nice enough. She had stayed in many rundown or abandoned apartments throughout her life as a homeless orphan and a poor young adult. This was much better than some of them. Sure nowadays she had a nice place and nowadays she was pregnant making her feel like she needed higher standards but. Her she was. She was handed a cheap place that seemed safe.

Sunset sat down her things. The left her room and walked to the nearest floor bathroom. She climbed into the tub and drew a see through current. She turned on the shower head. She got it to run hot water. It felt wonderful on her fur. She didn’t use any soap just hot water. After a few minutes she turned it off and climbed out. She used a clean establishment towel to dry herself and then walked back to her room.

Sunset ate her sandwich. She still felt hungry. One sandwich and one Apple pastry was not enough for a pregnant woman. She didn’t know what to do. She decided to see if there were any food establishments near by still open. She thought there would be as it wasn’t that late.

The first floor aria had a lot more anthropomorphic horses than before.

She walked down the street. She found a quiet restaurant a short walk away. There weren’t very many patrons. She was lead to a booth. The seat cushions did not allow her to sit upright on her but. She glanced around a spotted a couple. She casually check out how they were seated. One lay on each bench on their bellies with their legs tucked in. They used they used the levitating aura thing to feed themselves. She climbed on to the bench and did her best to lie on her belly. She rolled to the side. She was a little far from the table to shovel food. Also that would look bad. She wished she could levitate her fork. It looked so easy. She had a horn now.

She ordered a big salad with extra of nuts. She wanted protein and minerals for her baby. She also asked for a straw for her water.

Her salad looked amazing. The colorful flowers and flower petals were arranged over the green leaves in a pretty pattern. It also smelled good.

She tried to hold her fork with one hoof. After several failed attempts she. Set the fork down. She picked it back up and focused really hard on the fork in her hoof and keeping it there. She moved it around to test how much she could move it without it falling. She was so focused on the fork that she didn’t realize that she had turned her hoof about forty five degrees. She was startled by this revelation and he concentration broke. The fork immediately fell.

She tried again. If she really focused on the fork she could turn her wrist a full ninety degrees without it falling. This has to be magic. I can do magic! there is no other explanation. Sheer will power can't keep my fork from falling.

Armed with this insight she began trying to eat. She would scoop up or stab some salad and bring it to her mouth and then set her fork down while she chewed. She still dropped her fork sometimes but she leaned over she plate so it was fine. She also seemed to get better the more she tried. At first she dropped it ever other attempt but by the time she finished she hardly dropped her fork.

As soon as she finished exhaustion took her. She felt drained but satisfied.

Her bill came. Her salad was two gold bits and seven bronze. She gave the waiter three gold bits. She got back five bronze bits. She left them all as a tip.

Sunset’s walk back was pleasant the night air was crisp but not cold.

The establishment Sunset was staying at was very crowded with moving bodies. It reminded her of her high school dances when no one gave anyone any space. Sunset was in a good mood. She decided to hang out.

This atmosphere reminded her of when she used to go clubbing after she came of age. She would bust out her homework and bus downtown and hit her favorite bar. Usually there was a DJ and but occasionally there was a band. Usually a new band just starting and was terrible but thought they were going to be superstars. She always laughed when they tried to promise that they were the next big thing. ‘Buy their first edition merch now’ they said, ‘and sell it later for millions.’ They were flash in the pans. Almost all of them vanished. Only one band she saw play there sounded good enough to be successful.

Sunset worked her way over to the bar. She peered at the drinks menu. She ordered a medium glass of hard cider. She wanted to feel feel young and free. She could pretend she was wasted but she would be in control. She drank it fast so no one could tamper with it. She stretched and walked around the mass of sweaty bodies. The DJ changed the song. She didn’t recognize it but she liked it.

She felt the alcohol start to affect her. It was mild. Her equine body processed alcohol like her human body. She smiled in satisfaction. She stood on the outside and bobbed to the beat. Several others approached her and some bobbed with her before wondering back into the mass.

The smell of sex seemed to intensify as it got later. The buzz from her drink also faded. She still felt happy and relaxed. She had made the most of the day.

She watched the bodies on the edge of the crowd. Several males were trying to mount females. Several females were licking penises or vulvae. No one batted an eye. Sunset was surprised that this was allowed. Sure they were inside an establishment but they weren’t exactly hidden. Several males and a few females asked her if she was interested in making out or having sex. Part of her wanted to. The equine’s were having fun. What was the harm? But she thought of her wife. Moon Dancer would not be pleased.

When they first started dating Sunset didn’t control her party girl side. This had caused their only relationship threatening fight. She promised Moon Dancer that she would control herself.

Sunset contented herself with bobbing on the side. This establishment was a hook up place. She felt a hoof on her back and heat on her but. Someone was leaning on her. It was hard to smell an individual in this mess. The body leaned forward and she felt what must be a penis touch her vulva and rub between her breasts. She stiffened. She hear a male voice speak. “So do you want to have sex?”

“No.” she said firmly. She was used to horny guys groping but the feeling of a stranger's penis on her lady parts was strange.

“Are you sure?” he asked. His tone was polite.

“Yes.” he backed off. She turned and saw him wander back into the mass.

Well that was strange. Sunset thought to herself. she shuddered and stretched. She couldn’t tell if she felt violated or just annoyed. A while later another male approached her and mounted her. He was a little less willing to take no for an answer. She remembered that horses were good a bucking. She planted her front feet and kicked. She felt her hooves connect with him. She through him several feet away from her. He limped back into the crowd. She felt confident.

A few minuets later a female walked up and put her nose in Sunset’s vulva. She was going to lick it. Sunset kicked her in the chest.

Sunset was starting to get a little put off by how sexual the equines were being. Sure part of her arouse but they were just so forward with it. She realized that this establishment might have some expected culture she wasn’t aware of. Either way she had had enough for the night. Sunset began to make her way to make stairs.

Suddenly she felt her tail yanking her backwards a little. Pain shot up her spine. She tried to see who grabbed her. She wanted to kick them in the face. She turned and saw a well… She couldn’t tell if they were male or female. All she knew was that their horn was glowing and holding her tail in a magical grasp.

Sunset didn’t know what to do. She knew if she pulled or jerked she could hurt herself. She stood still. The figure approached. It was the male whose house she had been at. Sunset’s blood ran cold. She began to panic. He started dragging her to the door.

Sunset didn’t know what to do. She worried if she fought she would hurt herself know or if she failed punished for it later. She cooperated. They were outside and the noise level was lower. It was dark she couldn't see his face but she knew he was angry. She was terrified. He picked her up in his magic and started walking. She closed her eyes and waited.

Suddenly she was dropped she shrieked and then was caught. She was placed gently on the ground. Her legs gave and she lay on her belly catching her breath. The baby kicked frantically but she ignored it. She looked around and spotted hooves. She looked up. She saw a very large equine. This one looked more than twice her height.

“Are you alright?” a calm gentle voice with an accent asked her. She couldn’t tell what gender this equine was. To her alarm she couldn’t tell by smell either. This creature had very little smell. Their fur shone beautifully in the moonlight. It almost sparked silver.

The beautiful equine nudged her shoulder.

She realized she was gaping and closed her mouth.

“I’m okay.”

“Who are you?” the equine asked.

“My name is Sunset Shimmer.”

“Do you live around here?”

“No. I live far away. You wouldn’t understand.”

“I might actually. I live far away too.” their accent strengthened.

“Really?” Sunset felt hope. Was this equestrian from her world? Would they understand? She studied him. She got the sense that they were from this world but that they were different from every other equine creature she had met.

The body of the male that had dragged her out of the establishment twitched.

“I put a temporary unconsciousness spell on him. If you do not want him to hurt you I suggest you leave.”

“I don’t know where to go? I am tired and it’s late and… I don’t know anybody. I ran away and he found me!” Sunset didn’t mean to sound melodramatic but that’s how it came out.

There was a glow above the large equestrian’s head. A long horn lit up. Sunset felt a tingling around her saddlebags. And then it stopped.

“He put a tracing spell on those bags. That is probably how he found you. I just removed it.”

“Thank you but I still don’t know where to stay.” Sunset winced at how whiny and rude her words sounded.

“You could stay with me?” the equine suggested gently.

“I don’t know you.” the male twitched again. “How do I know that you won’t hurt me?”

“You will just have to trust me.” they said simply.

Did she trust them? Yes. Sunset felt that this person was trustworthy.

“I trust you.”

Author's Notes:

First things first. I recognize that Sunset was sexually assaulted in this chapter. Please don't mistake her lack of strong response as me condoning sexual assault. I am only tying to show how she handles herself in these situations. One of my best friends is like her and in unfazed by things that would that would trigger a panic attack in me.

I realize this might no be clear but no one penetrates Sunset. Let me know if that isn't clear.

I am going to try to put trigger warning on chapters from now on. Let me know if you think any older chapters need it.

Secondly people who are pregnant can drink in moderation.

Third. Equestrian currency. I made different denominations because seriously creators! I am not an anthropology major but having one currency seems completely unrealistic for a society and echolocation to function. I think keeping the currency vague will help make the story more understandable where ever you live. Let me know if you are confused.

I am already working on the next chapter I hope to have it out soon.

As always I love to read your comments.