Dear Diary,

I really hope that siblings in this town are less protective of their younger sisters than the people would be back home…

It was dark outside when I opened my eyes. I wasn’t surprised, I had fell asleep in the early evening. I had to admit, I owed Pinkie Pie for that cupcake thing she made me, it really made the ending to my evening more… well, yeah. Perhaps it hadn’t actually done anything, but after what I had seen one of those cupcakes do to Rainbow Dash, I was willing to accept that it had had some effect.

Speaking of cupcakes, I halfway expected Pinkie to jump me at any moment, but I heard nothing except quiet breathing, presumably from Babs and Sweetie Belle. And the occasional “wohoo” of an owl.

I turned in the direction I heard the breathing and it turned out I was right. Babs and Sweetie Belle were lying on the bed, still naked, embracing each other. It was both a cute and sexy sight, to the extent the light from the moon allowed me to see it. Sweetie Belle’s body was a lot more visible, due to the white skin.

What time was it? I had no idea. It could be anytime from midnight to just before dawn. If I went to sleep again, I might oversleep on my appointment with Rarity. A small grin spread across my face.

Despite the dangers of being around Rarity too much at this point, considering what I had done to her sister, there was something about being guaranteed to spend time with her the next few days. Of course, if she found out about Sweetie Belle, that might change in a big fucking hurry. And I would either be banished from her shop, or banish from her shop and physically punished depending on how much of a Lady she really was. Or she might not mind, but I wouldn’t bet on that.

The howl of a wolf drew my attention, but it was distant. It lacked any intimidation factor, so weak it was when it finally arrived at the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ clubhouse. It sounded lonely and reminded me that even though I couldn’t complain about what had happened over the last few days, I was still far away from home. Trapped in a world that only could be compared to that of the fantasy worlds I had always found entertaining.

I walked over to the window and looked out over the apple orchard. Before I came here, I would have said that it wouldn’t be a problem to understand it if I went to one of those worlds. Such idle fancies, these thoughts that had been used to stroke my ego. There was one thing to say you wouldn’t be confused and uncertain if it happened, and a completely different one to actually live up to it. I surely hadn’t.

Thinking back at it, I had freaked out quite a bit when I first landed in Twilight’s room. A light purple-skinned girl with a horn and wings that levitated stuff around the room? Yeah, I hadn’t been entirely able to comprehend it at first. Luckily she had given me something to calm me down. And for the next couple of hours I had been about as comprehendible as a sniveling drunk.

There was something I had to admit though; I wasn’t sure if I ever wanted to go home. This place seemed so peaceful and happy. People here seemed to enjoy spending time with me, though that might be chocked up to a heat based sex-drive. But if it wasn’t based on that alone, I could see myself remain here. Better than to remain where I was back home. Or maybe not.

My eyes went from the sea of trees to the moon in the sky. It was hours until morning, if it was anything like the one in my world, but not so long that I felt comfortable sleeping. I couldn’t let myself make a poor impression on Rarity just yet. No, any poor impression she had of me would be because of me fucking her sister, not anything I did to her.

For a moment I just stared blankly to the skies. I thought I had seen someone fly past the moon. Then I hit my palm against my forehead. Why would that even be remotely strange? Hello! Brain! We’re in a world where people with wings are not uncommon. Get a grip already! Jeez.

I was more curious to who it was. It could have been Rainbow Dash or Twilight. Or anyone else that happened to have wings. There seemed to be enough of them for it not to be seen as remotely rare. But why where they up at this hour?

Why am I up at this hour? My brain shot back to me. A fair point. It didn’t need to be something suspicious. Enjoying the night was hardly illegal. I hadn’t seen much to indicate that there was a set time one no longer had the freedom to be outside. Or maybe I had only seen the happy end of a brutal dictatorship. I chuckled at the thought.

If it really was a brutal dictatorship, I had apparently gotten the golden ticket when I landed in the room of one of the rulers. She seemed to be very interested in finding out where I was from, though she hadn’t talked much since I came. Busy with experiments etc.

Then again, would I be comfortable living at the good end of a place like that? Well, yes I would be comfortable physically. But would I be able to live with myself if I didn’t oppose it? I had no idea. After my thoughts of me not being confused or frightened by ending up in a strange world was shattered, I’d try to not be too definite in my thoughts about what I would and wouldn’t do in a situation I had never been in.

I couldn’t help but to let out another chuckle. This place, a brutal dictatorship? Didn’t seem likely. It seemed to be a standard monarchy, but if Twilight was any indication, the princesses weren’t all that oppressive. Besides, she had hinted that I might meet the other ones sometime, so I’d get to judge it for myself. Hopefully. It was worth asking if there was a form of democracy though. Or maybe it was more in the style of the enlightened monarchy, where the monarchs made efforts to listen to their subjects and do well by them.

Letting out a sigh, I turned to the door. Time for me to do as others had done to be many times already these last few days; fucking them and being gone when they woke up. I’m sure Sweetie Belle wouldn’t mind, and she’d probably make sure Babs didn’t mind either. Besides, this was a fantastic chance to look around town. The night would often let you see things in a way you never had before.

The door closed behind me, as I tried to keep it as quiet as possible. I wouldn’t want to wake the girls up. Could be awkward. Or fun. Or both. Still, that was not what I wanted to get involved with right now.

Outside it was a tad chilly. Not cold, but not warm either. It was refreshing. The sound of grasshoppers was there, but felt almost as distant as the howl of the wolf I had heard earlier. I’d imagine that they were not too common in the orchards. The image of Romani from Majora’s Mask popped into my head. In that game she had called Link “Grasshopper”, if I remembered correctly. Why that particular game was the one I thought about was hard to say though.

As I walked through the trees, there was another game that popped into my mind; Oblivion. Not because anything special, only the feel of the orchard itself. It felt like something I could expect to see in that game, like a canvas painting. All it lacked was a troll or two, a suit of armor, a weapon and someone to help with some task that would quickly escalate. But which race would I have been, if I was in Oblivion? Or Morrowind or Skyrim for that matter. I was fairly certain I’d be human, given my lack of fur or scales or pointy ears(not to mention I was neither gold- or ash-skinned).

Yet again I chuckled to myself. Jeez, I was a nerd if there ever was one. Fun to think about though, I had to admit. And it reminded me of a time when I was young when I watched an episode of some series and I would pick a character in that episode that I “was” for that episode, usually when there were others there. I remember that there tended to be some characters that we’d all want to “be” for a show and there was always a race to get to be them. So many things like that had lied dormant in my mind for so long.

I stopped and looked around me. I was in the middle of nowhere, it seemed. Had I even gone in the right direction? I started to feel the nerves build in my stomach. That tickling that always came when I got nervous. I hadn’t been going in a straight line either; the trees had made sure of that. I wasn’t even sure which direction the Cutie mark Crusader clubhouse was anymore.

My heart stopped for a moment. I had heard something move to my right. Maybe it was the wolf from earlier? No, don’t be silly, Brain. It is probably just one of the people who live in the farm who are out talking a walk. I hope.

As silently as I could, I moved in the direction of the sound, making sure to hide behind the trees as best I could. I didn’t want to take any chances, regardless of how absurd it was. I mean, what were the chances that there was something that would be a danger to me? Not big, I was still in the civilized parts of the land. But I remained hidden as best I could anyway.

The sound of boots against the ground became louder. Whoever it was, they didn’t seem to care about secrecy. That was a good sign; probably not a thief then, so that could be rationally ruled out.

Now the sound was on the other side of the tree I had hid behind, moving in a direction away from me. Slowly, I peeked around it, only to see the back of someone I recognized to be the girl I had bumped into one of the last couple of days, but never had the time to talk to; Applejack.

I almost started to laugh at my silly behavior. Of course it had to be one of the people of the farm that was out there. Who else would have any interest in being out here to begin with? I was about to step forward and ask where the way back to Poniville, before something happened that made me very glad I had been as careful as I was.

Applejack started to be covered in a venom-green light that bore a resemblance to the magic Sweetie Belle, Rarity and Twilight had used. I stood there, frozen in place. This couldn’t be good, could it? Hopefully this was just one of those things about this place that I didn’t understand because I was new here and not versed in magic. The ticking in my stomach before was nothing compared to the chunk of ice that had now been placed there.

As soon as Applejack was completely covered in the light, it vanished. But it was not Applejack who stood there anymore. Instead, there was a… what was it? It looked a lot like a normal girl from Poniville, except that it had insect wings and was black in color. In the moonlight I could see that there were holes in her arms and legs. She had long, pale green hair that reached to the middle of her back and a crooked horn. From what I could see, she, unlike the Applejack I had seen moments before, was naked.

With haste, I hid behind the tree again. What the hell was that thing!? Some sort of shape shifter? I could feel my breathing rate increase as I tried to walk in the opposite direction that… thing… went without making a sound.

Crack!

“Fuck!” I couldn’t hold my tongue when I heard the stick break beneath my foot. In my fixation on the creature that had been Applejack, I had forgotten to watch where I put my feet. There was only one thing I could do now; turn around and run.

The trees flew by me on both sides. I couldn’t hear anything behind me. Had it noticed me? Or had I been lucky? How loud had I been when I exclaimed? And how loud had the braking of the stick been?

I started to feel the lactic acids start to spread from my legs and my breath grew heavy. If that thing was after me, I didn’t see much hope in escaping. What little I had seen of Rainbow Dash and Rarity, wings or a horn alone looked like it would be more than enough to make sure I couldn’t get anywhere. This thing seemed to have both.

I slowed my pace to a quick walk. I had to listen. If I couldn’t hear where it was, running would be completely useless. And running would be too noisy right now. I had to find the way back to Twilight’s house, so I could warn her about what I had seen. Then it would become clear; either it was normal and I overreacted, or there was something seriously wrong with what I had just seen. It was easy to choose which one I preferred.

Right, right, left, right and left again. Whenever I was given a choice to where I should go, I just picked on at random. I was n the middle of a huge apple orchard, with no knowledge as to where the way out was, other than that sooner or later I had to reach an end. The question was, would I end up near the forest or the town?

The buzzing of wings appeared to my left, shortly followed by something… that thing... landing on the ground. I almost literally cast myself against a tree, pressing myself against it and holding my hand over my mouth. Every single beat of my heart I could hear and feel in my chest, drowning out the sound of whatever it was.

I can’t hear it! I have to run, now!

The thought popped into my mind, but my body refused to listen. A part of me didn’t know that running would accomplish little, if it saw me. And if it found me here, I would still be screwed. But at least if I remained quiet, I might have a chance to not be found. Right?

Wrong! Very, very wrong!

My brain shouted at me as the hand took a hold of my throat. The creature came around the tree, looking at me with what appeared to be a hungry smile with its tongue sticking out. It had venom-green eyes, fangs and the long tongue resembled that of a snake.

Despite the holes in the arms it had, I never stood a chance to pry its hand open. I couldn’t even make its fingers move with both of my hands.

“Well, well, well,” it said. The voice had a tone of satisfaction, and of glee. “What have we here? The stranger who lives with the fool known as Twilight Sparkle? Oh, what great luck I have been bestowed. The Queen shall surely reward me well.”

Its grip loosened a little, to allow me to breathe, but I was still in no position to escape. Applejack, or whoever it really was, leaned in towards my face.

“But what should I do with you?” its tongue started to touch my face, making me flinch by instinct. “I can’t make you cattle just yet. Twilight would notice you being gone and bring her Elements with her. But there are more ways than one to make this work. After all, I just need to control a part of your mind to make sure you won’t interfere. In fact, you’d be excellent bait.”

Every time I had opened my mouth to say something, it had put the pressure on my throat once more, preventing me from getting enough air to form any cohesive sentence. Now that she was done speaking, however, she let go, but I didn’t try to run. I couldn’t. I didn’t know why, but I just couldn’t.

“Not afraid of me, are you?” it taunted. “Then why did you run away before? Surely, if you weren’t afraid you wouldn’t have run. Or maybe you’re petrified? I wouldn’t blame you. Fiercer men than yourself have trembled before my kind.”

For a split second it laughed, but it was short lived. I trailed my arm with my eyes; it was outstretched and my hand had made contact with the creature’s face. It’s left cheek to be exact. Oh lord, what had I gotten myself into now?

Faster than I could react, it took a hold of me and threw me to the ground, laughing mockingly as it did.

“Did you really think that that would do anything? You’re weak and you’re slow, like all of your kind. But don’t worry, now is not the time for fear. That comes later.”

It bent over and took a hold of me once more, this time by holding under my arms, and pressed me against the nearest tree. I thought I would try to kick it, but before I could do so it had pressed itself too close to me and locked its lips to mine. Its long, think tongue literally wrapped itself around mine and I could feel that something came out of her fangs, right into my mouth. I was forced to swallow it.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” it smiled as it broke the kiss and let go of me again. I tried to raise my hand to hit her again, aimed right at her nose and out all the strength I had behind it.

“Oh my, you’re more receptive than I thought,” she giggled. What? Didn’t I hit her? Looking at my hand, I saw that it had made its way to her body, but instead of planting a fist at her nose, I had taken a hold of her breast and pinched her nipple. And why did I think of her as a she? Didn’t I just think of her as “it”?

“Well then, you should be rewarded for your courage. Not everyone would try to fight back. Most would just continue to run.”

Again she locked me in a kiss, but this time her tongue didn’t go for mine. Instead, it continued down my throat from the inside. My gag reflex was triggered a few times, but nothing came of it. I could feel her tongue in the upper parts of my chest, helpless to stop it. Every thought of fighting back became a thought of pleasuring her. Every motion to try to get free became one that invited her. After a few moments I had let go of her breast and started to unbutton my pants. And I licked her tongue with my own, trying my best to massage it.

Once my member was free from the restrains of my pants, my hands returned to her body; my left hand to her chest and the other between her legs. Rubbing back and forth, the index and middle finger on my right hand was soon covered in liquid.

She still had me locked in a kiss, so I couldn’t ask what she wanted me to do, but I didn’t need to. Not after whatever it was she had force in me. I already knew, as if she could talk to me without words, exactly what she wanted. My left hand started to squeeze tighter and pinch her nipple between the nail of my index finger and thumb, and I started to prod between her legs with two fingers on my right hand.

While my hands acted on their own, I could do little beyond staring into her eyes. Her green glowing eyes… Every time I blinked, I felt the tongue in my chest again, and every time I tried to look away my head started to ache.

“My, you’re a good little follower, aren’t you?” she retracted he tongue and let my mouth free from her grasp. Unthinkingly, I leaned after her, trying to keep our lips together. “Unexpected courage and obedient too? No wonder the people in Poniville seem to like you so much. I should reward you for this, with more than the privilege of pleasuring me.”

Immediately I stopped trying to kiss her again and just stared blankly at her. She was so pretty, with her black skin and insect wings and crocked horn and fangs and long tongue and the holes in her arms and legs. Her nose was just perfect, same with her eyes and hair. She was just perfect, why hadn’t I seen that before? And now she wanted to reward me? I couldn’t help but to give her a big grin, the happiest grin I had ever plastered on my face. How could it not be? This woman was perfect!

She went down on her knees and wrapped her hands around my member, slowly starting to massage the head before her hands went further down. To replace her hands, she leaned in closer and let her lovely tongue out of her mouth. It ensnared itself around me, starting at the top and working its way down. As the tongue worked its way down, the hands moved to give it space. Less than a minute later, they were no longer on me.

Her mouth neared the entangled soldier and I saw a flash of green light; a flash of beautiful green light that only a creature of her beauty could produce. Her gorgeous fangs were no longer there. She was such a compassionate Lady, not wanting me to get hurt because of her perfection. How could I have ever ran away from her? To stay at her side was better than anything anyone else could offer.

Think you moron, you’ve been poisoned!

Shut up, brain, I don’t need you anymore. She is all I need now…

For fuck sake, pull it together man! She is controlling you through poison and magic! She means to use you to get to Twilight Sparkle and then use you as cattle!

She would never do that! She is a perfect and compassionate being!

She is a magical creature who steals the shape of other people and feed on them! You saw her change and you heard her say you were to be her cattle!

Being her cattle is worth it! Any price to be near her is worth it! She is perfect and compassionate and…

Listen to yourself for a moment! You’re not making sense! You’re willing to give up your free will to that thing!

She is not a thing! She is… she is… she’s a monster…

“Ahh!” I looked down at the thing that had caught me. I had plastered her face with some of my own liquid. Against her black skin, it made an interesting contrast. Her tongue started to lick it all into her mouth, before she swallowed it.

“My, my,” she said and smiled at me. I didn’t feel like smiling back, but did it anyway. Whatever had happened, however I had managed to get free of her control, it was best not to let her know that I had. I doubted I could break from another dose of the poison. “Courage, obedience and you taste good? I’ve really hit a homerun with you. I might even keep you for myself as a plaything, when you’re no longer of use to us.”

She got to her feet again, making her fangs reappear. What should I do? I’m sure she expected something. Trying to avoid gulping visibly, I reached out my hand and touched her breast.

“You want more, do you?” No! That is not what that was supposed to signal. Fucking hell; now I’d done it. “Well then, who am I to deny you such a wish? But you’re going to need some help.”

She took a hold of my head and shoulder, exposing my neck. Fearing what was to come, I started to struggle as best I could, but it was no use. Her teeth sank into me and I could feel something entering my bloodstream. When I started to stop struggling, it became all too clear that I had been poisoned again. As if it was meant as a bandaid on the metaphorical wound, she took my place against the tree and spread her legs, using a single finger to make me come closer and claim the prize she had chosen for me.

Giving it the struggle I could, I tried to stand still, but it was no use. Again any thought of my own became a thought about her and how wonderful she was. How attractive. And how little I was compared to her. But now I had a voice in the back of my head, a voice that told me to just hang in there. To not use energy to struggle against her control when the poison was fresh in my system. It said to go willingly to her now, so I could defy her later. And I did.

When I came close enough, she took a hold of my member and guided it towards the front entrance. As soon as the tip was inside, I slammed in the rest with all the force I could muster. My reward was that she pushed me to the ground, with me still inside her and her on top of me, and started to grind herself back and forth on me. My hands found themselves on her hips.

While she grinded back and forth on top of me, her tongue escaped her mouth and found its way down to her chest. It started to envelop itself around one of her breasts, as if to give me a show to go with the main course. Her arms were lifted above her head and she started to move up and down, instead of grinding, making her chest bounce. I felt that I emptied myself in her, but I remained hard. And she remained on top of me for as long as I could remember that night.