"Some relaxation at long last..." I thought to myself, walking into the Japanese internet cafe. "I've needed this for, what, two months now? God, the Navy's taking its toll..."

I paid for my time at the front counter and climbed the colorful, lit staiway up to the smoking cubicle area and claimed my temporary throne; a low-set, reclining leather computer chair with a black desk in a dim 5'x5' cubicle. The walls were polished black plastic, with a small computer on the desk to use. I had brought my own; an Alienware laptop used mainly for gaming and internet.

Plugging everything in, I finally booted up the computer. I sat down in the comfy, cool chair and lit up a smoke, as some American music from yesteryear played overhead softly.

This is heaven, right here...

As my computer quickly booted up and opened my internet browser, over the course of the next few hours I'd discover what I'd been missing out on for the last few months; the Brony sensation that was sweeping the internet.

Who knows, it could be good...

10 hours, 6 cigarettes and about a gallon of energy drinks accompanied by sweet snacks, I was through with season 1 of MLP:FiM and had fallen in love with the show, read a few fanfics and found tons of pony humor and pictures around the net.

Allow me to explain why I love the show:

I'm currently stationed in Japan, on one of the ships based out of Yokosuka. It's a hellish command; you're stationed overseas, away from your family, getting tasked with the most inane jobs by your superiors, and punished for the dumbest of reasons. After struggling for most of my childhood with pediatric depression, this really was a kicker. I was sad all the time, and it really showed. I couldn't sleep, couldn't think, barely ate but still had extra weight somehow. This was only made worse by the insane schedule and almost no liberty ports or days off.

MLP:FiM gave me hope for a better future, to return to those who cared and loved for me and really took me out of that dark place known as "The Hole". But it didn't only do it in just a metaphorical sense, either.

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I had fallen asleep, lost in the bliss of the internet cafe and the escape from my everyday life. The laptop had stayed on, downloading a few shows and such for the few hours I'd be out. I awoke to a long, soft chiming sound coming emitting from the gaming headphones I still wore.

I've found one! A barely audible voice sounded in my ears.

"Found one what?" I sleepily said, not opening my eyes or realizing who or what I was talking to.

What's your name? The voice called out to me.

"Alex... Who are you?" I started to come out of the state I had fallen into. "Better yet, where are you?"

I'm talking to you through your... box thing in front of you.

"My laptop? You hacked into it just to talk to me?" I sat forward, now frantically typing to try and shut out said hacker.

No, wait! Don't force me out. I just want to talk. Ignoring the voice, I continued my efforts to try and backhack this person, or at least force them out of my computer.

If you don't stop... Oh, darn it! Since you won't listen, I'll just pull you through.

"Pull me through? What do you-"

I was cut off as my laptop emitted a brilliant white light from the screen, and a tinge of purple oozing from around the keys and other ports. I shielded my eyes and reached for the ethernet cord to shut off communications, and found... Nothing.  I felt myself floating, as if I was neutrally buoyant and suspended in a thick liquid.

Now what could you be, in such a hurry for Ponyville? An omnidirectional voice queried, as if talking to a child, or an inanimate object.

Ponyville? In Equestria?

Hmm... How peculiar...

What are you? Where the hell-

I was suddenly cut off as the world suddenly burst into thousands of colors, most of which I couldn't even describe or render on any piece of paper. Swirling around me, forming and reforming into thousands of shapes, sizes. It was a sensory overload! I had to shut my eyes, cover them with my arm. A cacophony of sounds buffeted my ears, a thousand voices talking, crying, laughing, yelling all at the same time, and all the while I was being sucked to somewhere I knew I didn't belong, yet was readily accepted.

I opened my eyes to look around, and I was sitting on a low-set stool in front of a small dinner table. What struck me most odd though, was that everything looked like a cartoon. It was  eerily familiar, but I couldn't place exactly where I'd seen it before.

"Much better. Now we can actually have a conversation." The same voice that had been speaking to me earlier was off to my right side. I fell out of the chair when I looked over to see none other than Twilight Sparkle, in the... flesh? Ink? Standing at a large bookstand with at least 20 books opened or earmarked to various pages. She closed the book that was immediately in front of her and began to walk over to me.

"What? How did you...? Where...?" I was stammering in disbelief. I couldn't process anything.

"You're in my library, of course! I brought you here since you're the first human I could come into contact with successfully, and you wouldn't listen to what I was saying. I just want to have a friendly conversation about our worlds together. Would you like a drink?"

"Uhh... Sure... Can I smoke? This is a little bit much..."

"Smoke? I... guess so." She gave me a cheery smile as I pulled out my favorite brand and lit up.

"Is hot chocolate OK?" Twilight called from what I assumed was her kitchen.

"Close enough to coffee, sure." I replied back, sending a plume of bluish smoke twirling to the cieling.

"Coffee? Humans have coffee? Oh, I have so much to learn!" I could hear twilight clapping (Clopping?) her hooves together. A saucer filled with a foamy, steaming brown concoction floated towards the table, guided by her purple-hazed magic.

"I guess I have a lot to learn about your world as well. We don't have any magic where I'm from." I sent another cloud into the cieling. Twilight's nose crinkled up at the smell, but she looked intriguingly at the cigarette in between my fingers.

"Really? The last thing I read about humans was that they were some of the greatest magic-wielders one could imagine. What happened?"

"I don't really know. We have plenty of legends about wizards, warlocks and more from many, many years ago; but nobody can verify if it's true or not. People who say they're magicians are just cheap tricksters, it's all smoke and mirrors and sleight of hand." I took a sip from the heady hot chocolate. Easily the most flavorful I'd ever had! I almost drank it all in one go, but it was far too hot.

"That thing you were using... The box I used to contact you. What was that? It ended up here along with you. "

"We call them computers; they're convenient ways to carry and trade information, and they can accomplish just about anything you tell them to do. They use electricity to run. Believe it or not, I'm pretty sure I can carry around your entire library in that thing." I scanned the room and sure enough, my giant black laptop had ended up here with me, powered down and sitting on an end table some 5 feet away.

"Amazing!" Twilight took a sip as well, sitting directly across from me. I pulled out my portable ashtray and ashed my cigarette into it.

"Yep. Technology can accomplish almost anything, it would almost seem like magic to anyone from only a few decades ago. But it can also cause great harm to a large number of people. And with the way humans are, plenty of people do just that. Anything from stealing to murder isn't out of the question, sadly. I guess it's just the way we're programmed so that we could survive the harsh environment that our ancestors had to live in. Many humans lived by one rule - kill or be killed. It's sad that we can't get past that in our day and age now." I was almost done with my cigarette, and Twilight kept giving it wary glances so I decided to put it out in the ashtray, and into my pocket.

"That's so sad..." She replied. I could swear I almost saw tears in her eyes. "You're... Not one of those kind of people, are you?" Her gaze shifted to me, a tinge of fear on her face.

"Not at all. I've been called a 'nice guy' for way too long now." I laughed, putting the purple pony at ease.

We talked long into the night about everything from food to space exploration to subatomic particles. Twilight jotted down notes the entire time, and bringing out more hot chocolate with the occasional muffin or so to sate my appetite. The muffins were MASSIVE compared to the ones back home, but just as delicious; dare I say better?

"Well... It's far too deep into the night for me to try and send you home. Care to stay the night?" Twilight asked. I thought I heard a waver of nervousness, but I put it off as sleep deprivation.

"I'd love to spend the night in Ponyville. As long as I get to meet some of your friends tomorrow- AJ, Rarity, Ranbow Dash and the rest of the gang."

Twilight's jaw dropped in disbelief.

"I never told you about any of them... Can humans read minds too? Oh that can't be the case, telepathy would have been a far faster method of transferring information-"

I cut twilight off by putting a finger in her lips. "I'll answer that one tomorrow. It's a bit hard to explain." So soft... It's like a plush doll! I thought to myself.

"Harder than nuclear fusion?" Twilight asked wih a smile and a cute laugh.

"That I know. The answer to your question, I don't really have a good answer for." I followed Twilight up the stairs to what I thought would be a guest bed. The second bed she had from the sleepover episode wasn't anywhere in sight.

For some reason my heart almost siezed up. Is she going to offer to share a bed? Would that be wierd, sleeping with a cartoon pony? Oh, but she is real... That much I've felt...

Twilight opened up the door to her bedroom. The night light filtered through a pane of glass at the far end, a primitive telescope pointing skyward and even more books lined every wall. A single bed sat near the window.

"Just one bed? What, are we going to share or something?" I asked nervously, trying to play it off as a joke.

"That's what I thought we'd do. I can't ask you to sleep on the floor or my couch after dragging you all the way here." She didn't turn around as she answered, throwing some extra pillows from the closet onto the bed.

"Uhh... Sure. No problem." I emptied my pockets onto the nightstand as my daily nighttime ritual usually started. I had kicked off my shoes long ago, but now I sat down on the bed and peeled off my socks.

"Ah! So you DO have paws! But not like any other I've seen..." Twilight had zipped over to inspect my feet a bit more closely. I could feel her soft breath on my now bare skin.

"Yeah. They're called 'feet'. I can give you a bit of an anatomy lesson tomorrow if you'd like, although it's not my strongest subject." This wasn't a lie; I did horribly in anatomy in high school, and that was 3 years ago.

I then took off my shirt as Twilight sat and stared. I'm not the most fit guy on earth, but I'm not fat either. I'd say toned at best, with a heavy frame (Thank you, German ancestry, for my wide shoulders!). Twilight's eyes just got bigger and bigger as she sat on the floor, staring.

"Can... I help you? Are you OK?" I asked. At this, she shooker her head and replied.

"No, I'm fine... Nothing wrong at all!" She stammered. I didn't feel all that comfortable sleeping in my boxers like I normally do, so I left my pants on and laid down on the unbelievably soft bed. Twilight hopped in hext to me, curling up in the velvet comforter. Her warmth quickly spread throughout the thick linens, enveloping me in a comforting sensation that I hadn't felt in years; like I had been as a kid, curled up in my old house next to the radiator and falling asleep reading comics.

I was on my back, slowly drifting off into sleep. I could hear Twilight's soft breathing beside me, indicating she was almost gone as well. Her drawn out breaths were drifting over my neck and face. She's facing me... I'm sure she wants someone to be close to. I'll hug her close, I guess. It can't hurt anything.

I reached out with my right arm and nocked it under Twilight's neck and stroked her soft mane. The straight hair was the softest I'd ever felt; she smelled like lilac and the tomes she buried herself in on a daily basis.

"Alex...?" She whispered with a confused look.

"You smell good. And your hair feels amazing." I said, not opening my eyes.

I could almost percieve her indecision on whether to come in even closer, or to stay like this all night. After a moment, Twilight worked up enough courage to scoot in close so hear head rested on my shoulder. Her left foreleg smooshed up between us, and her right slowly made it's way over my chest and pulled me into a hug as I kept stroking her soft hair. Her warmth was even more apparent now. It felt like I was hugging a soft pillow that had just come out of an industrial dryer.

"Is this your first time being near someone like this?" I whispered in her ear. It seemed an eternity went by before she replied with an even quieter "Yes." I turned my head and saw in the moonlight her cute purple face as an almost invisible blush made it's way across her cheeks.

Dawwwww.... She's so cute!

"Did you really bring me here just to talk about our worlds?" I gave her an inquisitive look. I was interested in the truth; the only way to get it from her was to pull it out like a weed. The indecision on her face just added to the cuteness factor, I had to stop myself from pinching it and making funny noises.

"No... Not really... I do really want to learn more about your world, but ever since I came upon this old book with drawings of your kind in it... I... I just can't help myself. I want to be near a human, I want to feel humans... I want to BE a human!" She covered her face with the free hoof that had been draped across me. It the soft light, I saw a tear roll down her violet cheek and burn itself into my skin.

"Hey now, it's alright. Don't you know some magic that could do the trick? Some transformation magic of sorts to temporarily try it out?" I was nervously spatting out ideas at this point. I can never hold it together when a girl is crying in front of me.

She sniffled once and nodded. "I'm glad you're so understanding. I'll give it a shot." She pulled me into an embrace. She held me tight as I heard the familiar Wheen of magic coming from her horn. Light filled the room, and Twilight had become a silhouette of white on white. Just when I was about to shut my eyes ad shield them from the brilliance, the light began to slowly fade away, receding to what would have been Twilight's horn. The being of pure white underneath the covers shifted the covers around it as it's frame was dramatically reformed into something more natural to hug. The light slowly subsided to a baseball-sized orb, then whisped away like smoke allowing me to finally look at Twilight's new form. I pulled away to inspect her handiwork.

She had become a perfect example of a human woman of average build and size. Her hair had remained the same shade of violet with a sharp punctuation of pink highlight. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing those same deep, purple eyes that sparkled like geode in the night light.

"How do you feel?" I asked, tentatively.

She brought a hand from under the covers, inspecting her new, flawless hand; flexing and retracting each finger before making a gentle fist.

"This is amazing!" She said, almost breathless with wonder. "Oh, thank you so much! I couldn't do it before, I just didn't have enough information to properly visualize a human before, but with your help I could finally do it!"

She threw an arm over me much in the same way she did as a pony, not realizing her arms now bent the opposite direction. I stifled a chuckle.

"You're very welcome." I smiled, and began to slide my arm underneath her to pull her into a real hug, but froze when my arm brushed by a soft, supple, newly-acquired breast. Instantly, I could heel my face flush red. The small body next to me scooted closer, pressing her breasts into my side.

"Is something wrong?" Twilight asked, concerned.

"I've... Uhh... Never been with a naked woman before..."

"Naked? Oh, you mean no clothes? Is that not normal?"

"Yeah..." I was still flushed and stammering. "For the most part, humans cover up their chests and wear pants... In some places, it's OK for men to go without shirts, but that's few and far between... The only time humans don't wear clothes is bathing and... umm..." I gulped audibly. "Mating."

Twilight's eyes went wide and she blushed with me. Dead silence filled the room for what seemed an eternity.

"Well... Since I'm already naked... why don't we..."

Silence, again. I turned and looked at Twilight as she bit her lip and tried her best not to look me in the eye.

"Ohh, I can't say it!" She blushed even harder and covered her face with her hands. I gently placed my hands over hers and pulled them away from her cherry-red face. Not thinking at all, I simply leaned in and kissed her soft lips.

"I get it. Scoot over a bit." I backed away so Twilight could move to the center of the bed, without running the rist of falling.

Her temperature ever-rising, I could feel the heat radiating from her soft body as I sat up, uncovering the being of beauty beneath me. Her arms crossed her chest, not in modesty but because of the breeze running through the room from an open window.

"It's cold." She pouted.I planted a heavy kiss on her lips.

I laid back down and pulled her so she was on her side, facing me.

"Then let's heat it up, shall we?"

I pulled her into a deep kiss yet again, wrapping my free arm around her waist. Her body was warmer than it had felt all night, and it encompassed the whole of mine. My leg was pressed between hers; her smallish, yet shapely breasts pressed ito my broad chest. I could feel her heartbeat, ever so gently against me. I pushed her onto her back, not breaking the dance our tongues were doing. My hands seemed to move on their own; my hand around her wais gently rubbed lower... and lower... I felt her body get even warmer, almost a furnace against my skin. Twilight's breathing sounded ragged as I edged around her most special of places, massaging her neck. I pulled away from the kiss, letting her breathe freely. I nibbled at the soft spot between her neck and shoulder as she got enough breath back in her to speak.

"This is... amazing!" Her airy voice cut through the air.

"We've only just begun..." I growled into her neck in response.

I drove my middle finger home, sliding it deep into her folds, her warm, silky depths inviting me in. I rubbed my palm against her exterior, curling my finger and extending it in a classic 'come hither' motion. She gasped in response, moaning loudly as I escalated the heights of her pleasure. I brought my mouth to hers again, slithering my tongue into her open mouth. I added my forefinger to the mix, and began to quickly run the two in and out as fast as I could. She began to squirm under me, her insides gripping my fingers, almost pulling them deeper into her. I retracted my now glistening fingers, and started rubbing her 'button' vigorously, keeping my palm pressed against her bare skin. within moments, her back arched high, and her leg twitched hard against my own. Her muffled moans turned into a high-pitched squeal for what seemed minutes.

When she finally came down off her powerful orgasm, she lay motionless on the bed, panting heavily as though she had run a 100 meter dash. I simply laid there, admiring the sweaty, purple-haired beauty.

"Hands... are nice..." She managed to get out, before bursting into a fit of giggles. "Can we..."

I kissed her, instantly silencing her. I sat up and maneuvered so I was propped up on my arms above her. She spread her legs below me, biting her lip in exasperated anticipation.

I nipped her ear. "You're going to have to guide me in..."

Her cold hands slowly moved over the hottest part on my body, guiding it closer and closer to the hearth of her own. She was positively soaked; I slid in with little resistance. I laid my body on top of hers, slowly pushing in and out as I licked the side of her neck, breathing right into her ear. I reached around with one hand, stroking her neck with my fingers, and the base of her skull with my thumb. Her breathing was becoming more and more excited, I could feel her body change under mine. It became warmer, her nipples harder, her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her legs around my hips. I kept a slow pace, just revelling in the pleasure. Hot air blew across my neck and shoulder as she buried her face into me.

"Grrr... Just give it to me already!" I felt something push against my back, slamming me into Twilight and the bed with a loud THUMP. She threw her head back, and her eyes rolled into her head as she cried out.

So that's the way you want to play?

I gave it my all, ramming home every inch as hard as I could. My endurance was wearing thin, however. I couldn't be 'that guy'. I twisted my neck so I could nibble on Twilight's softer features, getting a hold of her earlobe, gently nibbling and licking behind her ear. Her whole body convulsed when I slid my writhing tounge around her ear so she could hear the naughty squishing noises, just like the ones coming from below at full volume. She moaned loudly, and her body shivered. Pouring the last bit of my energy into these last few seconds, I did all I could to satisfy Twilight. Nobody... Nopony else had shown these feelings for me before, and I wanted to make her feel like no one else could.

I pulled out to move to a better position. Twilight looked up, concerned as I gave a menacing grin. Grabbing hold of her calves, I pulled her legs up over my shoulders, and leaned down to face her yet again. With the extra depth granted, I took my time to make sure she enjoyed every inch of me, ramming into her, and slowly withdrawing. The look of sheer bliss on her face was priceless. I started with a steady rhythm yet again, slowly at first, but buildig up speed and power until I was at the brink of losing it all.

With my final thrust, I felt her shaking under me as the pool of juices from her nether seeped onto the bed. Both of us were panting like we had run a marathon. I let her legs slide down my sides, and I rolled onto my side of the bed. My vision was fading as I drifted off to sleep, with Twilight laying next to me. Her soft breathing was the last thing I heard before falling asleep.