Dear Diary

What the hell just happened?

It felt like I was sitting up against a tree, but with my eyes still closed it was impossible to tell for sure. Where was I? I’d suppose that I would find out when I did open my eyes, but now I just wanted to sit here for a while.

“Um… Sugarcube?”

Someone, a young woman from the sound of it, said something, presumably to me. Her voice betrayed that she was a little confused by something. She wasn’t the only one; I had no idea where I was right now. I just wanted to sit here with my eyes closed until I felt like doing anything else.

However, despite my wish to ignore whoever it was, I decided to open my eyes. I was surrounded by apple trees, which I supposed made sense if I had spent the night with Sweetie Belle and Babs. Why I wasn’t in the clubhouse was a little harder to explain, I had never been a sleep walker before.

“Hello?” the voice said again, from my right. The girl who talked looked very familiar; she had light orange skin, long blonde hair, short denim shorts, a dark orange shirt and a cowboy hat. And she had freckles. Had I seen her before? Yes, I had. I had bumped into her while in Poniville, briefly. Right?

“Oh… Hey. You’re Applejack, right?”

“Ah am,” I thought I could see a faint blush on her cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be distracted by something at times. “Why are ya sitting here with yer… thing out?”

I felt my own cheeks started to burn. Not this again. Hadn’t I been in enough situations like this? Looking down, I saw that she was right; my pants had been unbuttoned and my member was lying out for the entire world to see. Or at least for those who happened to pass by here to see. And with the attention now given to it, it did start to react as well. Hastily, I shoved it back into my panties.

“I’m- I’m sorry, I didn’t notice, I-“

I had hoped that she’d interrupt me, but she didn’t. I had no idea what to say beyond that I was sorry. There was a pause we both spent inn silence, looking conveniently just besides each other.

“So…” Applejack started and returned her eyes to my face. “How did ya end up here?”

“Well… I… I…”

Wait, how did I end up here? I remembered… I remembered heading for the Cutie Mark Crusader’s clubhouse and running into Applebloom and Scootaloo. And what had happened right after that. And the promise to Twilight I apparently had given. Wasn’t I supposed to get back to her house for something? But that wouldn’t explain how I ended up out here.

What had happened after that? It seemed blurry and it felt like something tried to distract me. It was hard to say if I had gone to the clubhouse or gone back to Twilight’s. No, wait, I had definitely gone to the clubhouse. I knew who Babs was, and that Sweetie Belle had introduced us. So I had gone to the clubhouse after I ran into Applebloom and Scootaloo. Or got entangled with them at the edge of town with Twilight watching... whatever, the details weren’t important. And when I came to the clubhouse I had met Sweetie Belle and Babs. Closer to how I’d have gotten out here, but still not right.

Gods, why did my head have to ache so badly? I could have sworn it wasn’t like that when I first awoke. Or maybe that was just the embarrassment distracting me from it? What happened after I went to the clubhouse? If this headache could stop, maybe I could figure it out and give Applejack an answer. Wait, Applejack? Why did I feel like that had something-

“Ah!”

My hands flew up to my head and grabbed it, in hopes of dulling the pain. I was pretty sure I had let out a moan of pain as I did, but that would just have to be the case. Spending a lot of time around Applejack wasn’t exactly my plan to begin with, so if she thought I was a pussy it wouldn’t matter too much. When the pain started to fade out, I lowered my hands and looked up at the girl.

“I’m sorry Applejack, but I have no idea. I might have sleepwalked here, though I’m not sure how… my thing… ended up outside my pants…”

She raised an eyebrow at me, but at the same time she nodded slowly. Did I see a triumphant grin on her lips for a slit second? No, that couldn’t be right. I had to be confusing two types of smiles. Or imagine it. It was just there for a split second as I saw it, so it might have been a hallucination. It was probably a hallucination.

“Ah’m sure that’s it, but don’t ya worry, I’ve got no hard feelings for finding ya here. Ah was just a tad confused, is all.”

While she spoke, she also held out a hand to help me get to my feet. I could feel that she’d be able to crush my hand easily, had she desired to do so even from the grip she offered now. She too. Apparently her brother was stronger than her. And then there were Rainbow Dash. And the people with magic… yeah, I’d be hard pressed to win a fight in this place. Luckily it seemed to be a rare thing.

“You and me both,” I replied with a smile, trying to be nice in return for her understanding. “I wish I could give you a better answer, but I just don’t recall what I was doing last night.”

“Yer Twilight’s friend, right?”

“Yeah, I think we bumped into each other a day or two ago. What about it?”

“Just wonderin’,” she glanced over her shoulder, looking for or at something I couldn’t see. “Shouldn’t ya get back and say tell her where ya’ve been?”

“No, I should be heading to the Carousel Boutique since I promised to help Rarity today.”

It just blurted out of my mouth as a remembered it. Shit, another thing that had been forgotten in this mess. Looking at the sun, I still had the time to get over there in a reasonable time; it had just risen over the horizon. The promise to Twilight would have to wait though.

“Oh, well don’t let me hold ya, partner.”

Applejack shook my hand and practically pushed me in the direction of the farmhouse. In the sun it was visible over some of the trees. Somehow I felt like that it would be nearly impossible to see if it was dark.

**

I neared the town itself without any further incidents or with something happening, thankfully. I did feel like something kept an eye on me, but every time I looked around I saw nothing, except the first time when I saw Applejack kick a tree in the distance, who was clearly to preoccupied to keep track of me.

In the skies I thought I saw Rainbow Dash fly around, pushing on the clouds for whatever reason. Normally I would have raised an eyebrow at this, since it made no sense to me, but for some reason there only thing I could thing about was for her to come down to me so I could…

What did I want to do with her? My mind wasn’t even willing to tell me that at this point, the bastard. It was probably something along the lines of our first meeting. That was a lot of fun, I had to admit. And I had to thank Pinkie Pie for baking that cupcake that made her act like that.

On the topic of Pinkie Pie, I had expected her to have tackled me by now. Ever since she left me at Rarity’s place yesterday, she had been very “gone” compared to the time before. Didn’t seem like her at all. Then again, I had known her for about two days; hardly enough to make a good judgment on her as a person. Or as a force of nature. I wasn’t entirely sure which the more appropriate title was. Both seemed to be accurate.

“Personification of a force of nature” seemed to be the most accurate, when I thought about it more. A personification of random energy perhaps? Sounded about right to me.

“Omf!”

“Gosh, I’m sooo sorry- I-“

Trapped in my own thoughts, I hadn’t been watching where I walked and now I was on my ass, on the ground, looking at a girl was largely in the same position opposite of me. She had light pink, waved hair that reached to her waist and a yellow tone to her skin, wearing light blue jeans and a turquoise sweater. There was nothing special about it, except that it sat just tight enough to give an idea of how she would look without it, but without being provocative. From the looks of it, she was quite slim, but less on the curves than most of the adults I had ended up naked with, with the exception of Rainbow Dash, of course. Her eyes had an aquatic tone to it. I noticed a pair of wings on her back.

“No, it- it was my fault. I should have watched where I was going more carefully,” I had gotten to my feet and held out a hand for her to take, giving her an apologetic smile as I did. When she took my hand I got a sudden urge to rip the short of her and… best not let my brain continue down that path. “Are you okay?”

“I’m…” she said something more, but I couldn’t hear it. Her hair covered one of her eyes and much of her face, but from what I did see, she was blushing and looked to the ground beside her.

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t quite hear you. Could you repeat that? I just want to make sure you’re okay after I sent you to the ground like that.”

And by “okay” we mean how receptive of sex you are. Wait! No! Bad brain. Stop it and let me return to my normal level of pervert for a moment. I don’t need to be in hyper drive now.

“I’m…” she started over again, but her voice faded into nothing once more. Her visible eye glanced in my direction, filled with what appeared to be guilt, but it quickly returned to the ground.

Was there anything to gain by trying to talk to her more? She seemed to take “shy” to a whole new level, and it started to become rather uncomfortable to watch her suffer, in a way, under the expectation of giving an answer.

“Well, I hope you’re okay, but I’ve got to be on my way. I’ve got to help out a friend of mine around the store as thanks for making my clothes.”

“You know Rarity!?”

In the time it would normally take me to blink, I had gone from looking at this girl on arms distance to now having her nose a fraction of an inch away from mine. Add in a very eager stare that bordered on the creepy, and I found myself taking an unwilling step backwards. Or I would have, if her hands hadn’t been firmly planted on my shoulders. Once my heart returned to its normal rate, I conceded that this was probably for the best. Acting like she had scared me might have some negative effects.

“Yes, I… guess I do…”

“Oh- sorry, I-“

As quickly as she had opened up she returned to the self I had seen first, taking a couple of steps away from me. Was bipolar a fair way to describe her? Maybe not, she seemed to just have lost control, or her inhibitions, for a moment. Now all she needed was to lose the inhibitions of blowing me right here on the spot. Wait! Bad brain! I already said no to this.

“Hey, it’s fine. I do know Rarity, but only a little. I’ve gotten to know Pinkie Pie and Twilight much better than her.”

“You know Twilight and Pinkie Pie too? I’m so glad! I thought I was talking to a stranger,” she looked up at me again, this time with a much more open, and luckily not as eager as when I mentioned Rarity, expression. She held out her hand for me to take, introducing herself as I took it.

“I’m Fluttershy, I work with the animals out in my cottage. It is very nice to meet you.”

“It is very nice to meet you too, Fluttershy,” I smiled and gave her my own name, while my mind started to fill up with some images of her taking care of my “animal” out in her cottage. I didn’t even bother to try to correct myself though, that was obviously futile. Not to mention that these weren’t unpleasant thoughts either; my “pet” seemed to be very happy with them.

“That’s a strange nam… I mean, I’ve never heard of anyone with a name like that before. You’re not from around here, are you?”

“You could say that,” following the sentence up with the nervous laughter might have seemed strange to most. And it should, since it wasn’t really related to what I had said, but rather the things that went on in my mind. In that world, Fluttershy had just pulled of her sweater and was currently in the process of giving my loins a very sensual massage, begging me to let her swallow my cum here in public.

Wow, I really needed to get something for whatever it was that had messed with my mind. I mean, this fantasy was nothing out of the ordinary; I had to admit, but to have it in the middle of the day and in public? That was a new one. And it was quite the distraction from what actually went on.

“So, where are you from? You look a little different from the people here, so I’m guessing you might be from far off. A little like Zecora, I guess…”

Who? Well, it didn’t matter too much; I surely had plenty of time to get to know the people around this city yet. I’d not even been here a week.

“I’m from… from… I’m not sure where I would be from, compared to this place. I kinda just happened to land in Twilight’s house a few days ago, unable to go back. But why do you think I’m a little different?”

“Oh, did I say different? I didn’t mean it like that- I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything…”

And now I felt like shit, because this girl took everything the worst possible way. I guess I had some of the blame though; it took two to tango.

“No, I didn’t mean to say I was offended. I- I was just curious as to how you could tell. You’re the only one who’s said something like that since I came here, without me telling them.”

“Oh… um, well, you kinda… smell different… yeah… and I’ve never seen anyone with… your skin tone…”

I what? Smell different? That didn’t make a whole lot of sen- oh, fuck it. Why even bother to try to make sense of it in my head? In a world of flying people, magic and weird cupcakes; someone having a nose that could tell I was not from around here didn’t feel all that outlandish at this point.

“I- I see…”

“Yes, I- I work a lot with animals, so… I kinda learn to…”

“Darling, you didn’t tell me you knew Fluttershy!”

Behind Fluttershy I saw none other than Rarity coming in our direction. Like the last time we met, she wore an elegant, yet simple dress, but this one was in a light blue color with the motif of a sun where her naval would be.

“Rarity, hi…” Fluttershy was cut off from whatever she may have wanted to say when Rarity gave her a short hug.

“Fluttershy! You look tired; have you been up all night again tending to the animals? How many times have I told you that you need to bring in someone who can fill in for you during the nights? You’re going to tire yourself out!”

She had let go of the hug and looked at me with a smile I had the impression she would call “fabulous”. Her expression seemed to wait for an answer to the question I had partially forgotten by the time I got a chance to speak; pictures of Rarity and Fluttershy entangled on the ground before me had driven out almost everything else.

“Well, we kinda just met…” Fluttershy answered the question for me, bringing me back to the reality. Well, if this was reality and not some sort of system like the Matrix. That would suck. But it would also explain a lot. Great, now I would continue to make that connection. Thanks for making my day better, philosophy 101.

“Oh, I see. Well, it was nice seeing you, but I need to get to the shop and open it. Are you still on for the spa this weekend?”

“Of course.”

“Wonderful. Now,” Rarity turned to me, while Fluttershy had started to walk again. That seemed strange, but maybe she was just tired. I was sure that if there was something important, Rarity would have noticed. She was her friend, after all. And apparently they went to the spa together. With my own experience at the spa… my mind had a field day with that tidbit of information.

“Should we get going? There is a lot to do around the store today, and you did offer to help me.”

“Yes, of course,” I replied, only having heard about half of it. But somewhere in the back of my mind I had some idea of what she wanted me to do; fuck her in the middle of the street. Wait, that was a fantasy that had popped up. Helping her around the store. That was it.

**

The Carousel Boutique had no lights on and the sign in the window of the entrance said “Not currently open”, which seemed like a needlessly long way to say “closed”. Neither Rarity or I had said much the short trip over here,

I had tried to remain calm and not let the wild fantasies that came over me take control. What went on in her head I couldn’t even begin to speculate on. Maybe the design for a new set of clothing was drawing itself in her head? And here I went contradicting myself already. No grounds for speculation, my ass.

Hey key tuned in the door and it swung open. It looked pretty much the same as the first time I’d been here, except it was a modicum darker without any light beyond that which came through the window. And there were slightly different clothes on the mannequins. She gestured for me to go inside, apparently ignoring the “Ladies first” rule. She had seemed to be the type to prefer those social rules to be upheld, but maybe I had judged her wrong. Not unlikely, all things considered.

I stopped in the middle of the floor, waiting for her to follow. I had no idea what she wanted me to do, so I might as well wait for orders. Not the most ambitious way to go about life, but it seemed reasonable in this instant. Not much of a career to be pulled out of returning a favor by helping around the store a little bit.

For a while I continued to look around, before I noticed something. Had the light grown weaker? It seemed a tad darker than it had been a little while ago. Looking back at the entrance, I saw that Rarity was busy with her magic; covering all the windows. She was turned against the door, with her back turned to me, and I heard the click of the key turning one more time. As the last of the curtains fell in place, she also turned on the light.

I would have jumped to a different conclusion under normal circumstances, but there was something that blocked out all possibilities, except one; she wanted to do me. She wanted to do me, right here in her shop. She was going to let her dress fall to the ground and begin to unbutton my pants. Then she woul-

“Uhh!”

I tried to get to my feet from the pile of mannequins I had landed it, but I was momentarily unable to do anything as my brain adjusted to the situation. I was pretty sure I hadn’t tripped and fallen in here, so that meant that Rarity had to be behind it. But that wou- No, wait, she had magic. Shit.

The question on my mind was why though. No, actually, the why was pretty self-explanatory too. Wait, what was it that I was wondering about then? If I knew how I ended up in this pile with an aching back, and I knew why, then what was I wondering about? Oh, right, how bad this beating would be. That made sense. No, that wasn’t the right answer either.

Oh, now I got it. I really considered a brain transplant at this point; the thing I wondered about when I suddenly found myself taking a beating from a girl with magic powers was how she would look naked. It seemed to be oddly at conflict with the general situation, so maybe it was time to replace it.

I got to my feet and found myself on the receiving end of a very disapproving glare from Rarity, who walked a little closer to me.

“I happened to hear a thing or two about how you have been spending your time since you came here,” she said coldly and lifted me from the ground. Was that a large sized scissor I saw on a nearby table? For fuck sake; don’t make me think about that! That sucks! With a simple gesture of her head I was thrown out on the open floor.

“You see, I have been wondering why my sister has acted a tad strange the last couple of days. That was, until I went over to Twilight’s last night to return the clothes you left here. There I was greeted with a most interesting sight; Sweetie Belle and Babs Seed asking Twilight for protection…”

She scowled at me with indignant fury, before she threw me back into the mannequins. By now I had realized that I had no way to fight back, so all I did was to try to take the landings as good as possible. But they still hurt. A lot.

“You’re not going to try to explain yourself?”

Another set of mannequins fell to the ground with me as she threw me into some that stood further away.

“N-no…” I didn’t manage to get out more before I felt something start to press against my throat. Now she was going all Darth Vader on me. Not the most pleasant position I had been in, I had to admit. She let me drop to the floor, free of her magic.

“Why not?”

“There is nothing to explain. We did it, end of story.”

“Well, then…” I felt my body be forced to my feet by her magic. She hadn’t changed her expression much, not the tone either, and now I saw that she levitated a piece of black fabric and cut off a long strip. It was bound around my head, covering my eyes. I felt that I was carried up in the air.

Through the butterflies that consumed my stomach, I could feel some sense of being moved around, but it was so slight that I had no idea. Until I heard Rarity’s shoes clack against stone. There was nothing to make that sound in the store that I had seen, so we had either moved outside or to a part of the shop I hadn’t seen before. Please don’t be a cellar! They really didn’t add anything good to situations where one had wronged a family in some sense.

It didn’t take long before I felt like I was being pushed against something. From the sudden pressure around my ankles, I could only assume that we had indeed moved to a cellar. When the binds before my eyes disappeared, this was confirmed. I was chained up in a cellar, with the older sister to the teen I had fucked. Well, now I was fucked.

There was one question that came to mind though, that wasn’t directly tied to what was about to happen; what the hell was this room doing here in the first place? I couldn’t see much, but if you have chains and handcuffs and shit in your cellar, there has to be a story behind it. In the grey contour of my surroundings, I made out Rarity’s figure.

“Au!”

I let out a moan of pain as a whip hit the side of my neck, but it was quickly muffled. A ball with holes in it to let me breathe was placed in my mouth as it opened and fastened around my head.

“Now be a good boy and remain silent. I have a store I need to run, but there is no need to worry; I’m not going to be gone forever.”

I could hear the steps of her feet disappear. What the hell had I gotten myself into now?