The anonymous intro:

>You've been in the slave market for months
>Not because you're bad, you unironically wanted to be here because ponies came by looking for cuddle slaves all the time
>You were here and unsold for nearly 7 months because the jew griffon who currently owned you knew he could get a high price for you since you were so willing to be here
>Yet another cute mare came by Goldbeak's store today, you drew her in with your enthusiasm and hopefulness
>The bright mare instantly liked you, asking all sorts of questions about how you liked ponies
>The color drained from her face when she saw your pricetag
>"F-five thousand?"
>Goldbeak wraps a filthy paw around her back, "Mmyes, he's a premium one. Pre-broken, he won't go near a female of his own species. Pretty strong too. And he loves to be petted." he says, clicking his claws on the plexiglas seperating you from them
>"I... That's... H-he's out of my budget, sadly. D-do you have any cheaper males?"
>"I do, but you'll have to break them in yourself." Goldbeak leads the mare off to some of the less-than-happy humans who can be aggressive or violent, the normalfags
>Despite all your rage, you are still just an Anon in a cage
>Fuckin' magic, man
>It feels like just yesterday portals opened up between Earth and Equestria
>It all seemed so friendly, right up until some military move by Turkey to invade Equestria and set them off
>Turns out ponies were controlling the portals and could open them wherever, whenever
>It became almost impossible to defend when an entire army of soldiers could just pour into highly secured military installations at the blink of an eye
>It was always magic with them, just a few trained unicorn mages could wipe out hundreds of soldiers with proper placement at the right time
>The war, if you could even call it a war, ended in 4 days
>After that, it was a blur until you got snatched up by griffon slavers
>After you passed around between griffons you ended up in Goldbeak's shop, part of a much larger slave bazaar in Equestria
>After he figured out you wanted to get out, he guessed correctly that you had some interest in mares and adjusted accordingly
>Humans got graded based on what work they were best suited for, most were now laborers, a few went to the butcher's shop, and others were simply fodder
>You'd be a laborer if it weren't for your sweeter disposition
>And that was why you called Goldbeak's shop your home for so long
>The stupid bird thought he could put a 1000% mark up on you because you didn't hate ponies
>Braeburn came by again today, hauling off three humans, you knew he was going to wreck them
>And again, Braeburn eyed you like the one fruit he was too short to reach, your steep pricetag keeping you from the sherrif's devious machinations
>But today, today was different
>A plain gray mare walked in, the jingle of an overhead bell scaring her as she opened the door
>You can barely hear them talking so far away but she looks at you once
>Goldbeak leads the mare around to the back, then you hear the door to your room being opened
>"Anon, Ms. Marble here wants to see how well behaved you are. Do as she says." Goldbeak wheezes



Meanwhile in another of Goldbeaks's cages:

>you're Anon
>can see other Anons around, locked just like you
>a few of them chained up tight, probably because they tried breaking out, or were just too violent
>others, like you, who are merely locked up behind the steel bars
>and one that's really eager to be "adopted", with a premium price tag that kept him here longer than any other
>poor guy, such is the irony of fate
>never really had chance to talk with him, to ask what is he so hyped about
>it's not as if  his cage was too far to hear you
>but it's that damn muzzle over lower part of your face, not allowing you to open your mouth
>not every Anon has that, only some, but uh....
>.....after answering to Goldbeak: "You fucking jewish, shekel hoarding birdtwat, suck my pretty dick",  after his command to present yourself to some customer, wanting to have a look at you.....
>let's say he doesn't like you talking, scaring away his shekels
>you're not exactly the kind to hate with all your existance
>but you sure as hell enjoy going on his nerves
>that also means your price tag isn't even nearly as high as the guy's on your left
>and uhh...
>...... you're trying not to think about how will you end up
>what kind of pony is going to buy you
>if any.
>it can't get any worse than this, can it?
>oh who are you kidding, it always can
>can be sent to some mines, or worse.... having your asshole stretched by some fag horse
>....you can always do an hero if that was the case
>.....
>...it's these thoughts, that somewhat made you willingly behave a little better last days
>maybe even getting a little inspired 
by that guy next to you
>of course, you can't possibly imagine being an obedient pet or a worker to some colorful horse
>but maybe you could run away easier from them, than from this ugly ass, khazar gryphon
>so you'll play nice
>for now.....



>one day, a gray mare, rich enough to afford it, finally makes the dream of Anon next to you come true
>it's almost unbeleivable, to see him go
>was here longer than any other and he was a crown jewel of Golbeaks's trade
>might miss him, even though you never spoke
>but for you, it somewhat means hope you might find freedom too
>trough your own ways, of course
>and two days later,...
>a yellow pegasus mare with a pink mane enters
>she looks a little timid, just like the one your "almost friend" left with
 >and exactly the kind, that would be easy to run away from
>for some reasons, you have a feeling, that she is your ticket out
>so when she comes closer, you're acting all civilised, even smiling trough your mouth restraint
>and she smiles back
>bingo
>>"Why does this poor, poor thing need a muzzle like that?" she eventualy squeaks in a pretty high tone towards your jailer
>>>"Oh, you'd hear if I took that off. I've had ones that would get even more rude than him, but this one is a special kind of annoying. Trust me, it's better this way." coughs the gryphon
>>"I'm sure he just needs a good treatment. Don't you?" the mare sticks her snoot trough the bars, closer to you
>you not and hum agreeably
>>"See?" she turns briefly back to the bird, then back at you, even reaching her hoof to pet your head "Oh, you're such a nice human, aren't you?"
>>>"I wouldn't do that if I were you-"
>you've had a few times when a pony tried sticking their libs in your cage
>you wouldn't ever hurt them, but when you'd grab their leg out of nowhere and wouldn't let go, screaming "OOGA BOOGA, OOGA BOOGA"....
>that always scared the hell out of them
>monky mode
>but as retarded of a reaction that is, it always felt like a little freedom
>the internet has left you mentally scarred
>anyway, now you have an actual plan so, you're obediently smiling at the mare instead
>it's totally worth for the potential, actual freedom
>she's totally gonna buy you
>>"Oh, he's so cute! ...I'm sure my friend will like him."
>wait
>friend
>"Hey Fluttershy! Where are you?" you hear a raspy and way less girly voice
>there's a skyblue pegasus mare, standing by the room's entrance, her short mane decorated by six colours and magenta eyes to compliment the rainbow wave of locks
>opposed to her weak looking friend she's really athletic on your very first sight
>but not the kind you couldn't win in a potential fight
>she's too small and there's not enough muscles on her
>the worse is though, she's definitely gonna be the kind that's a little harder to run away from 
>still, you don't wanna hurt anyone, just get your freedom
>but if you'll have to fight for it...
>"There you are!"
>>"Dashie! Look here! I think I found you the perfect new pet."
>"But Fluttershy!.. You know I don't want one!"
>>"You didn't even look at him!"
>"By Celestia,..Okay then..."
>the so called "Dashie" whose diminutive name doesn't really fit you to her, finally moves close enough for you to see her face clearly 
>she doesn't really look too different from other mares
>but there's still something that made you stare at her for a few seconds
>and your eyes met for a moment
>it felt strange
>you ain't completely sure you want to go with her
>but something is telling you, you should
>"...I...don't know,.. that mask looks pretty cool though,... is he dangerous or what?"
>>>"Nah, just loudmouthed."
>"Pffft. At least I'll have a contestant." Dashie laughs "But seriously, Fluttershy, I don't want a pet. Plus, these humans are costly."
>>"He's only 80 bits!"
>"50 bits." the blue mare's now grinning at the gryphon
>>>"I wouldn't go lower than 75."
>"No way. 60 at max."
>you're met with the eyes of the stupid bird, seeing a first actual chance to finally get rid of you
>so you're giving him a quick, maliciously shiteating grin he could see even trough your mask, reminding him of the times you caused him trouble
>>>"70 is the best I can do..."
>"Hmm..."
>>>"Well?"
>"On the other hoof, I mean I really don't want him that much..." the blue mare's about to turn away
>>>"...Wait! 65! But that's my last offer."
>the pegasus would come a little closer to the cage, having another glance at you
>and when your eyes meet, she moves even closer
>could see her saying "No." when she initialy glimpsed at you
>but after a two, strangely long seconds...
>"65 is okay I guess."
>>"So you really like him! I knew you would!"
>"I didn't say that. I said 65 is okay. We could just sell him for about the same or even better price to somepony else. So it's a deal." 
>>>"....Okay. It is then."
>could see too well how he's now contemplating if he's done the right thing
>but he already agreed
>maybe even gryphon slavers have some rules
>"Alright. So do we get him with any special things, like his own bed?" she chuckles
>>>"Just the clothes he has. And some leash."
>"So even the cool masky thingy? That's his clothes too."
>>>"........Yes." the gryphon murmurs defeteadly
>never really seen him like that
>and boy, does it feel right
>so much you almost don't care where you're going for a minute
>but once they're done with the payment, you're about to get leash put around your neck
>not the easily untiable one, which got the Anon two days ago
>but a sturdy one
>oh lawd, this is demeaning for your ego
>"Okay, bye!" waves the blue mare at the gryphon with a shiteating grin on her face, having made quite a bargain
>if you could speak clearly right now, you'd probably ask her about her plans with you
>but instead you're just pulled out of your old containment, into the blinding sunlight
>been some time since you saw that
>it's such a pretty day too
>and as much as you hate to think it, a pretty place
>at least on a first sight
>you knew that the old town was remade almost from scratch, saw it happening when you were captured 
>but brother, do they work fast
>one thing you like is not having to walk on hot asphalt with your bare feet, but on a green, soft grass instead, or dusty roads
>can't see a single car anywhere in sight though
>your plan included getting your hands on one and using it as your getaway sooner or later
>shit
>in a meanwhile you're just staring into the sun, the yellow mare is gushing over you, how cute you're being right now
>not sure what is she finding cute about an unshaved man, bigger than her
>but it's kind of enough for you to like her a little more than the blue mare, pulling you on your leash and barely noticing you
>they're wandering trough the big bazaar, almost aimlessly for some time, just looking trough stuff
>it's so weird to walk these streets, as a remainder to your fallen civilisation
>not saying that humans didn't exactly deserve this
>but shit, you wish you didn't have to be a part of it
>might have been better if you were a casualty in the so called "war"
"Wher weh goin." you speak eventualy, trough your teeth
>"Not as loudmouthed as the gryphon said. Considering this your first sentence." chuckles the blue pegasus
"Gef me off that fing thfen."
>"....I think I'll leave it like that just a little longer."
>>".....Come on Dashie, don't be mean to him. That's not how you make friends." your owner's friend nudges her wing
>the mare stops, turning around at you, having a few snickers
>"Okay then, I'm just messing with you. ...But you promise to behave?"
>you nod
>God, haven't been treated like this since the fifth grade
>...
>she eventualy flies to your head's level, soaring there with surprising skill while she's untying the muzzle
>can hear her chuckle once she's done
>"Can always put that back on if you wanted to be rude. I'm aware you humans don't usualy have manners, but I'm willing to take this risk. So don't dissapoint me."
>and you're being softly punched into your shoulder
>it didn't really feel like a threat
>more like a "friendly" dominance assertivity
>you still don't like that
"I won't." you smirk anyway "...So will you tell me now where we're going?"
>"Nowhere! Yet,.. I didn't travel all this way, just to go right back home! I still have some bits to spend here."
>>"That's right! We heard there's this big bazaar here with all kinds of exotic things, so we wanted to make a little trip here with our friends!"
"What friends?"
>>"Well,... they were all busy, so it's just me and Rainbow."
>the blue mare is walking a few steps ahead, so you turn to Fluttershy
"Rainbow. Is that her name?"
>>"Yup. Rainbow Dash."
"And uhh.... can you tell me what are her plans with me?"
>>"You're going to be her new friend of course!"
"Didn't you say you have friends back home?"
>>"Of course, but a different kind."
"So she's one of those sex slavers.... Look I-"
>>"Gosh no..." the yellow mare's face gets completely red "....Do ponies really do that around here?"
"....So I've heard. And seen."
>>"Oh my.... But I'm pretty sure Dashie isn't one of those mares. It's because-"
>"I can hear you two, you know?!" the object of your debate is now looking over her shoulder
>with a tone that makes both of you shut up
>>"I was just telling him about-"
>"Well don't, Flutters." Rainbow leans a little closer to her "He doesn't need to know everything."
>>"But you should get to know each other if you're really adopting him..."
>"We don't know that for sure either." she's whispering now, thinking you can't hear her "He may seem pretty tame, but it was too much of a bargain, what if he turns out violent? Tamed ones are way, way more expensive. There's bound to be a catch."
>>"So why did you even buy him in the first place if you don't really want him?" Fluttershy's whispering back
>"I... don't know! I guess I had a weak moment." the blue mare exhales trough her nostrils, then eyes at you, pecking your ears behind them "Hey, shoo boy. Give us a little space."
>she just shoo'd you away, seriously
"I would if you put the leash away... It's pretty short."
>to which she loosens it up a little, but of course she's not going to let you go
>it feels really stupid, to be dragged around like an animal
>you're not the only human treated like that of course, but it's not helping
>has the world gone completely mad?
>is this really the way it has to be?
>to get "converted" into a happy pup, or used as a laborer?
>at least that's what ponies do, don't wanna think about what would creatures like gryphons use humans for
>might as well end up as a dinner
>maybe you're still quite lucky so far
>you're not a sex slave, not sent into some mines, not eaten either
>just gotta be a pet friend to this dominatrix
>hopefuly
>you should be able to sneak away once you get her trust a little
>maybe once she's asleep, that might be your chance, and then-...
>you have no clue
>but there must be some refuge
>"Been pretty quiet past hour. I expected you to run your mouth nonstop once I took that muzzle off."
"...Expected or wanted?"
>"Heh, good one." she grins, not bothering to answer
>but her hoof instictively twitches towards you
>cant tell in which manner though
>did she want to punch you or pet you?
>"...Anyway, it's getting late and we've seen enough I guess... What do you think Fluttershy? Time to go?"
>>"I'd say so.." yawns the sleepy mare with saddlebags full of stuff she bought
".....Should I carry that for you?"
>almost can't believe you just said that
>seems like your inner, supreme gentleman has awoken out of nowhere
>but it's gonna be to your advantage, to make yourself look like you care about your masters
>"Hey, such a good idea. Why didn't we think of this sooner?" Rainbow Dash hauls both her own baggage and Fluttershy's onto your back, strapping it tight enough to hold, even though it wasn't made for for humans
>instant regret.jpg
>but it's decided
>you're heading towards the train station, with the train ready to depart in a few minutes
>just in time
>the blue mare is buying some tickets, while the yellow one's waiting by the train door, lazily leaning on your leg, eyes almost closing
>Rainbow is back soon though, giving one ticket to her friend, sending her inside with her bags and pulling you by the leash towards the "human wagon"
>it doesn't look as pretty as the regular ones do, probably because it's basicaly for baggage that can't fit under benches, plus it likely costs a lot less
>and they're even worse from the inside
>opening the door with your mistress still beside you, you're given a sight of a smelly room, full of other humans in various conditions
>only a few look clean and physicaly cared for and even less are not chained up by ankles
>there are spots above the small seats, where your leash can be pinned, so the mare briefly enters inside with you to do so
>"Ew..." her snout wrinkles over the place's atmosphere
>it almost felt like she's hesitating
>but then she seats you there and slowly closes the door
>and you're "alone" again
>alone with a handful of other humans
"Hey guys, is there somewhere some refugee camp or something? A resistance?"
>you're only given a few tired, or straight up mocking looks, but no answer
"Come on, you must know something."
>nope
"So does any of ya'll want to talk at least?"
>nope
>guess you'll just have a five then instead
>so you make yourself relatively comfortable and close your eyes, trying to ignore the stench
>it's not as if you had a chance to wash yourself everyday past few months, but it isn't THIS bad
>anyway, you're pretty tired too,.so....
>......
>....
>.......




>...
>suddenly you're awakened by a screech of the door opening
>somepony entered with another human to leash in and other two came to retrieve theirs
>then there's your colorful, not exactly ladylike, mistress too
"We're here?"
>"Nope. But Fluttershy bough you a ticket to a regular wagon for the rest of a ride, so that you won't have to stink in here."
>which attracts attention of a few humans around you
>one of them even spits towards your direction
>>>>"Ponyboy...."
>>>>>>"Converted..."
>you wanted to say something, that it's not like that at all
>but you stayed silent instead
>you're actualy kinda glad you don't have to "stink in there", like she mentioned
>upon entering the wagon, you're given a few equaly negative looks from ponies too
>which troubles you even less
>eventualy, Dash sits down on one of the benches, next to the window
>Fluttershy is sitting on the opposite one, leaning on the glass on her left
>>"Hey there..." she murmurs, barely awake
"Um, hi...."
>for a second, you're wondering where should you sit, whether next to the her, or the mare that has you on a leash
>to be honest, you'd prefer the sleepy yellow one, but..
>"..Come sit here."
>you're feeling a soft pull on your collar, just when you were about to choose
>but now you've stopped and sat with Rainbow Dash instead
"So..."
>"We're about halfway there."
"And where is it, this "there"."
>"Oh you'll see." she chuckles "I'm sure you'll like it. Can't imagine anypony who wouldn't."
"I'm not exactly a pony to begin with."
>"Yeap, right. Anycreature that is." she yawns, giving you almost unbeleivably goodhearted smile
>and she may not have been showing it before, but she must be really tired as well, just like the other mare is
>so you're remaining silent from then on
>she just occasionaly hums a quiet sleepy exhale, while she's slowly dozing off next to you
>but she's still holding the leash in her hooves tightly
>it's not as if you had anywhere to run on the moving train
>it's still a little surprising to be here though
>if you really did turn out to be violent one, you could just snap her neck right now, grab that strange bat from her baggage and go on a rampage on the relatively defenseless ponies around
>but... shit like that is not exactly in your nature
>didn't kill even that wasp that flew into your cage last week
>maybe the yellow one could tell,.. maybe she's really smarter than she looks
>...or they're just beginning to trust you, actualy being a "tamed specimen"
>eventualy, Rainbow's head falls over into the headrest behind her, as the sleep took her over completely
>and she's starting to snore, thanks to this position
>Jeez
>loud enough to wake Fluttershy up, sitting opposite of her
>she very softly clicks her tongue upon opening her eyes, blinking and looking around a few times
>letting out a gentle chuckle when she see's the cause of her disturbance
>then she eyes at you with a little smile
>>"Such a well behaved boy."
>not sure where ponies got the idea of treating you like animals
>but the thing is,... a lot of people you've seen already WERE animals in their heads
>one way, or another
>guess this is what it does to modern human's psyche, when he's taken out of his consumer lifestyle
>strip him of his made up place in a frail society
>take his pride and humiliate his ego
>the monky emerges
>just like it did with you back at Goldbeaks's shop
>wonder how many literaly went nuts...
>>"What is it?" Fluttershy notices your chuckle over your own thoughts
"Um, nothing.... But uh,... hey I wanted to say thanks for letting me here." you eye out from the window over the snoring pegasus next to you
>>"What do you mean?"
"Well,.. you bought me a seat here, didn't you?"
>>"I didn't.... I mean, I don't mind you here at all. But I didn't buy the seat. Dashie did. She said it looks WAY worse than she thought in the wagon for humans."
"She..?" you nod your head towards the rainbow slumberer, right now making sounds resembling a heavy, but distant impact drill  "She doesn't really seem like a type that would care at all."
>>"Oh, but she does!.. Even if she doesn't always has a way to show it." Fluttershy smiles empathicaly towards her friend ".....She's the best friend a creature could ask for."
"Wish I could see that too." you chuckle
>>"I'm sure you will." she's still smiling for a while, but then it fades a little "...Poor Dash didn't take her loss too well. She gets lonely at home now."
"What kind of loss?"
>>"Her pet tortoise..."
".....Seriously...? I am a replacement,.. for a turtle?"
>>"Tortoise. And I know it sounds a little bad when you put it this way.... But she really loved him and now the house just feels empty for her."
"Yeah, but there's a difference between a human and a turtl-ehm, tortoise. We aren't exactly a pet material, just because we get sold like one."
>>"I...kind of think she likes that about you."
"So she's really a closet dominatrix...."
>>"T-that's not what I meant. O-of course there are tellings of human s-sexual e-endurance, but she's just looking for a new friend..."
>uh huh, so she does know about humans being used this way, even though she pretended not to have a slightest idea before
>wonder what more they lied to you about
>man, your stomach feels a little heavy
>you have to get away as soon as possible
>the rainbow one's gonna take DELIGHT in breaking you
>>"Are you okay..? You look a little pale right now. Do you want some water?"
>as much as you hate to, you take the bottle she's offering and have a few gulps
>that helps at least a little
>>"Better?"
>no
>you don't want to become a playpet to a horsekind that helped enslaving your people
>you never were too patriotic towards your species, but this is just too much for your ego
"Yeah I'm okay..." you're making a little crooked, forced smile
>>"Are you sure? Do you need anything?"
>I need a fucking zeppellin and GTFO outta here, or a hole in the head
"Nah, that's fine."
>but at the same time, your eyes land on an unfinished cheese baguette in Fluttershy's opened saddlebag laying next to her
>>"Oh you must be hungry! Do you like these things?"
>to be honest, nowadays you like anything that's edible and isn't pre-digested
>>"You can have that. Come on, don't be shy." she's already handing it to you
>says the right one
>but you wouldn't really hesitate to take it and start stuffing yourself
>>"There there,.." the mare's chuckling, seeing your appetite
>man you don't even care you look like an animal right now, munching fiercely on your snack
>almost forgetting about your fears too for a while, as well about the snoring next to you
>because you haven't had a proper food for as long as you were locked up
>and this is fucking delicious, better than any baguette you had in the peak of a human civilisation
"Thank you Lord." you groan once you're done with it
>there's a paper wrap left in your hands, which you throw away in the bin
>>"Wow! I didn't think you're this civilized."
>not sure whether to feel good about a compliment, or insulted by a human standard falling so low
>but you wouldn't comment neither
>for a moment, the stress really is gone, letting you think clearly
>maybe there's some miracle chance you'll make it out
>in the meanwhile, Fluttershy seeing you're okay, slowly closes her eyes about to take another nap
>it's not as if you were to protest
>might as well do the same thing, can't exactly do anything while on this train
>so you shut your eyelids...
....
>but the damn snoring next to you is really hard to ignore
>you're trying to pretend you can't hear it for a few minutes, but the more you try, the louder it feels
>eventualy, you open your eyes again, staring out the window
>can feel a disdain, slowly building up inside you towards the mare on your left
>wish you could slap her awake
>but that would probably bring a lot of trouble...
>when suddenly, the train takes a sharp turn in higher speed than usual, making her body roll over onto yours
>out of nowhere, her snoring just magicaly stops, turning into gentle and calm breaths
>what a turnaround, honestly
>she's still seems to be sleeping when her hooves automaticaly wrap around you, giving you a soft hug while her nose nuzzles into your chest, spawning a content smile on her face
>and you...
>aren't exactly sure how you're feeling about this
>for some reason, it's a lot harder to utterly hate her now, even if you feel like you should
>because now,... it's actualy pretty comfy and...
>......can't remember the last time you've actualy been hugged by anyone
>so you close your eyes once more, immersing in the comfiness
>imagining there's someone you really like and care about beside you
>and soon
>......
>...
>.....








>"Hey, hey wake up."
"Huh?"
>"Wake up! Were here!"
>those first few seconds left you a little dazed and confused about your surroundings
>the blue mare is already awake and at the safe distance in her seat, shaking with you to snap you to your senses
>>"W-were here?" Fluttershy wakes up in the meanwhile as well
>"Yes! Come on! We don't have much time!"
>and before you know it, you're being pulled out of the wagon
>a first thing that you see is a sign "Station Ponyville"
>alright
>that's a normal name to name a city
>or village, or whatever
>had a lot of Humanvilles back in the days too... 
>in the meanwhile, Fluttershy finally steps out of the train as well and soon after that, it departs again
>"Almost thought I'll have to return for you." chuckles Rainbow Dash
>>"I was just making sure I didn't forget anything.."
>"Ha! No worries! If you did, I'd just catch up with the train and bring it." she laughs, nudging the yellow mare "Anyway, what a trip huh?"
>>"I know! Such an interesting place and so many cute creatures. Such a shame we couldn't get to know them all better..."
>"I'm good with this one." you're being slapped from behind while you're gazing at the late noon sun
>you wouldn't really react and just pretend you didn't feel it
>"So and, you're coming with us to the platform or flying straight home?" you owner's attention is turned back at her friend
>platform?
>>"I might come with you two. I don't like flying too much and I'm not in a hurry either." smiles Fluttershy
>"Okay, let's go then!"
>you'd be pulled by your collar again if you weren't listening
>but you're quick enough to follow their hoofsteps
>it's just now that you've realized that this place looks nothing like Earth at all
>not as if your homecity resembled any big marks of past, human civilisation
>but this it even more different than that
>as if it was never human territorry to begin with
"Hey uhh, so, where are we?" you ask Fluttershy on your right
>"That would be Ponyville, Equestria." grins Rainbow Dash on your left, faster not only in movements, but responses as well
"EQUESTRIA?!"
>>"Um,.. we travelled trough a portal while you slept."
>fuck fuck fuck
>now you're in the enemy territorry
>"....Are you okay?" you're being very softly tugged by your leash, merely to make you listen to her
"I uh,.."
>>"It must be some kind of travel sickness..."
>"We're not travelling anymore though."
>>"Then it might have caught up with him from before."
>"I know you're good with animals Fluttershy, but let HIM tell us what's wrong.. ...What is it boy?"
>both of their looks are now fixed onto you
"Look, are you seriously telling me we are on a different planet right now?"
>...
>"Was that the problem?.. Ha! Of course we are!"
>>"The train went trough a portal while you were asleep..."
"Oh God..."
>"Don't worry!" the blue mare punches your thigh, hard enough to feel it "You'll totally love it here!"
"I don't really think so..." you're murmuring to yourself so that they won't hear you when you're pulled forward again as if nothing happened
>it's less than 20 minutes of walk trough a relatively small pony settlement, full of little houses and grass
>if you weren't consumed by your thoughts of how fucked you are right now, you might even appreciate the picturesque architecture and how well kept everything is
>but now you're just contemplating your options, trying to find hope in the reddish globe in the sky
>strange...
>it looks so familiar, but still different from your old Sun
>sun you've been seeing everyday, your whole life
>something about it always seemed to calm you down when you stared into it
>but you might never see it again
>....will this new one be able to substitute it?
>no way, never abandon hope
>you WILL get back home from this place...
>...
 >eventualy, you find yourself being led towards a small hot air balloon
>so this is the platform she spoke about
>where the hell are you going now?
>the two mares seem to be telling each other goodbyes in front of it, meaning this is where their ways part
>>"And bye bye to you too!" Fluttershy's waving her hoof at you "I really hope you'll like your new home!"
>you only reservedly wave back, still taking all of this in
>and she's gone, leaving you all alone with your mistress
>now that you're thinking about it, you're a little affraid of her
>"Yo, come closer!" she's pulling you to a unicorn pony standing beside the ballon "Now stand still for a second."
"W-what are you going to do me?" a cold drip of sweat is running down your face when you see the unicorn charging her horn
>fuck, you've seen what these things can do
"No!!!"
>and then flash
>your eyes are tightly shut
>are you ded?
>>>"Oh sorry, I didn't knew he was so scared of magic..?" can hear the unicorn apologizing
>"Me neither. Who would have thought, with such a big guy...... Hey fella, it's alright. You're fine..."
>there's a hoof caressing your hair
>what
>upon opening your eyes, there's Rainbow Dash's face right in front of yours and it's her, trying to pet you into calmness
>oh, right... she can soar like that
"...What did she do to me?" you ask hesitanly
>>>"Your body was enchanted so it can walk on clouds of course!" chirps the servicemare
"W-walk on clouds? ....How?....Why?"
>"So many questions! You'll see in a few minutes. But I promise you, it'll be absolutely awesome." giggles your owner, pushing you towards the balloon's basket
>>>"Happy flight!"
>"Thanks!"
>and before you know it, you're ascending higher and higher
>Rainbow Dash isn't exactly in the basket with you, just her stuff
>she's soaring around, navigating the baloon's direction and impatiently helping it rise even faster by pulling it up
"Where are we going?!" you yell when the ground starts shrinking into small ant city
>but she can't hear you over the wind and balloon noises
>oh god, where the fuck are you going right now
>this is a nightmare
>almost wishing you were back at Goldbeak's cage
>eventualy, the basket gets so high you're rising above the clouds, revealing there's actualy a....
>........white city in the sky?
>never seen anything like this....
>it's absolutely stunning and gorgeous, almost taking your breath away in the first few seconds
>so this is what the spell was for...?
>but this means......
>shit
>there's no escape for you anymore
>can't possibly run away, from a fucking CLOUD
>you're trapped
>goodbye freedom
>you're a pet now
>might as well jump down now and save yourself the converting process
>your hands are gripping the basket's edge tightly
>can you really do it though?
>....no
>you can't
>you don't have the guts to end yourself...
>but maybe it's for the better
>this isn't how it's gonna end, you can figure a way out of this somehow
>hopefully
>you're still a little shaken, but when you're headed towards a landing spot, you compose yourself as if nothing
>"So what do you think?! Wasn't this the most awesome sight you've ever seen?" the excited mare's chirping while tying the balloon so that it won't fly away
"Oh yeah the sight was.... amazing." you're trying to sound enthusiastic
>"That doesn't sound too convincing.. Are you scared of heights or somehing?"
"Maybe a little." you lie
>"I'm sure you'll get over it. All of this is completely safe, trust me. Come on out, boy!" she's pulling on that damn leash again
>it may be only a soft nudge, but it's a constant reminder of your role
>for the love of god, please, let this not be how it ends
>the first steps on the bouncy clouds are very cautious, still holding onto the basket
>but once you see you really won't fall trough, you stand up normally
>you owner, monitoring you the whole time
>"See?! It's completely safe. Clouds are the best thing ever! Right after speed of course." she chuckles once you're out
>then she picks her filled saddlebags from the basket, about to haul it onto your back
>but she stops, seeing you're still not quite okay, and puts the weight onto herself instead
>"It's just around the corner.. This way."
>she wouldn't pull on the leash this time
>waiting for you to come by yourself
>don't know why, but something about that gesture actualy made you follow her willingly
>it's not as if you have a better choice right now..
>...
>soon you're actualy finding yourself in front of a relatively big double door, fitting even for a human such as you
>did she have a human before or is it just for show, to have a massive door like that?
>if she did, she must have disposed of him really quick
>it isn't that long since your kind is so easily availible to ponies for buying
>needless to say, the inside of the house feels equally spacy and not exactly "broke"
>quite the opposite
>it isn't a straight up castle, but it's pretty luxurious
>so you guess the door probably really WAS just for show
>hopefuly
>and when the lock turns behind you, the leash's getting untied from behind
>almost didn't notice her soaring up like that again
>you're pretty sure you could punch or dig trough the wall if you really wanted, but since there's nowhere to run, it would be pointless
>though,.. it's good to remember that in case you've found some miraculous plan to escape
>the balloons are too slow to fly away from a pegasus, but if you manage to sneak away when she's sleeping...
>we'll see what future brings, maybe there's hope eventualy...
>but the mare notices your faint smile, thinking it's a chance to talk with you
>"Hey look,.. do you have a name?"
".....You're asking me now, about my name?"
>"Yes. Do you have one?"
"It's Anon....But why now of all times..?"
>"I uhh,..." she smiles a little nervously "Didn't want to get too attached before I make up my mind about keeping you. ....Plus I though I might give you a new one but,... Anon feels pretty cool I guess. It's.. fitting."
"...."
>"A-anyway, this is your home now." could hear her stutter clearly, before she's returning to her overly selfconfident tone "Feel free to roam around. Just don't break stuff, okay? Or come with me! I'll show you around."
>and you're being led around the house, with all the usual rooms a human home would have
>except for a trophy room
"...Where did you get all these?" you hesitanly ask, just when she's about to close the door
>"Do you like them?!" she squee's, stopping
"They're....shiny."
>"Well they're from all kinds of sports. I'm an athelete you know! A flier in the most amazing, the most breathtaking stunt squad there is! The WON-DER-BOLTS!" the mare's rising her hooves up as if she was praising something holy
"Uhh,.."
>"You don't know them, of course..." she chuckles upon closing the door completely "But you will! They were always my childhood idols and now I'm one of them! One day, I'm gonna tell you aaall about it.~"
>and one of the last rooms is a bedroom
>"So anyway, I don't have a bed for you... yet. I didn't expect to bring a pet from my trip..."
>while silently glancing around the room, your eyes would land on a small pet's bed, laying next to the big double matress she's sleeping on
>"That! Oh, that's a little too small for you I guess. Plus,.. it shouldn't be here anymore." she's already stuffing it under the big bed, out of your sight
"....Is it after the tortoise?"
>which makes her freeze in front of you for a second
>".....How do you know about Tank?"
"Fluttershy told me."
>"Oh...." Dash cringes, then her expression softens "Well, yeah. So you know you're a replacement pet..."
"Why me..? Why a human?"
>"I don't know... It just felt like fate to me when I saw you up close. Plus you were cheap, have all teeth and humans are known for..... occasionaly having talents that other pets,.. don't exactly have."
>fuck, so it's true after all
>she's gonna ask you about "it"
>you'd rather work on a rock farm than having to-
>"...You don't happen to know cooking,.. do you?"
"...Cooking?"
>"Yeah. I may be the fastest flier around here, but I can't exactly cook for myself..."
"I uh- of course I can cook!" a big stone just fell from your chest
>oof
>"You actualy can..?"
"Nothing special, but I can cook well enough I guess."
>"That's amazing! You must be worth like 10 or 20 times more than what I bought you for! Oh I'm so happy, you have no idea." she licks her lips over thought of a homemade food "...But speaking of food, I totally forgot you haven't eaten anything at all!"
"I did eat though. Fluttershy gave me half of her baguette... About two or three hours ago."
>"But that's a pretty long time, you must be hungry again! We'll feed you something boy, come with me!"
>and the last room is a kitchen
>there's pretty much all the equipment you might need, except it was probably never used
>the storages are stocked with instant foods, soups or premade lunches just for reheating
>she'll probably gonna have to buy you some stuff to cook out of first
>"So what do you like to eat?"
>meat?
"Anything goes I guess."
>it's strange how now, that she's alone with you, she's actualy behaving almost nice
>as much as her character allows
>her voice though is still a little hard to get used to
>it's squeakily raspy, like being ordered around by a 12 year old boy
>pretty annoying
>but you guess you'll have to get used
>"So, there's some pasta with sauce here, I think I'll be having that. Want that as well?"
"Um, sure, thanks."
>in the meanwhile, she stuffs the two portions into what seems to be an Equestrian version of microvawe or just an oven
>and now it's time to wait
>.....
......
>an awkward silence is filling the room with just the two of you inside
>the blue mare's sitting by the dinner table, nervously clopping her hoof on the ground
>and you, somewhat still in the doorframe, just standing and looking around
>"...You can come inside, you know?"
>so you sit on the opposite side of the table, giving her little awkward, almost forced smile
>it would almost feel like being a guest somewhere, not having that collar to remind you otherwise
>thinking about it, your finger almost automaticaly slides underneath it's leather it, to let some air on your skin
>"...Is that too tight?"
>why does she suddenly care so much?
>is it just because you said you can cook?
>or is there something else to it?
"Yeah... The old Goldbeakstein wanted to make sure I won't slip away."
>"I can loosen it up then." your mistress stands up
>it's almost funny, being a pet to a creature half your size
>she actualy has to rear up to be high enough to reach comfortably, even while you're sitting
>and she does loosen it up, quite a lot actualy
>to a point it's barely touching your skin, but you still can't pull it over your head
>"That's better, isn't it?"
"It is... thanks."
>"You're welcome."
>....
"But, um hey, couldn't it go all the way down? ...Since it's almost loose enough."
>"Um, no. Not yet, sorry."
>you wanted to ask why, but seeing in her expression that she's already made up her mind, you merely gave her a dissapointed frown
>"........Look, you won't have to wear that inside forever. But it has to stay for a few days. Until I decide I should  take it off, okay?"
"Hm, okay...... But does that mean I still couldn't go outside without it?"
>"Well, ponies don't like seeing humans roaming too freely. They still see you as a threat after ehh..."
"Yeah, the war......... do you?"
>"What?"
"Do you, see me as a threat?"
>"Me?... I guess not."
"Why."
>"Because I can take you on." the mare laughs amusedly, with her usual confidence
>but you sure as hell won't beleive her such a thing
"With, all due respect,.. I'd doubt it." you smirk at her mockingly
>"Well, you may be big, but size isn't everything." she grins back ".........Come on, try to pin me on the ground."
"Um,. sorry?"
>"Try to pin me on the ground." your overconfident mistress stands up from the table, taking a stance in the spacy room
"Okay then!" you do the same, without too much hesitation
>finally a chance to put her ego a little lower
>"I won't kick or bite you, so I'm expecting you to play fair. Unless you like it rough~... So can we?"
"Ready."
>"Bring it then!" she rears up "Come at me!"
>bad move
>with a swift movement, you're up close, about to undercut her legs
>this'll be fast and easy
>but-
"Whoa!"
>with a help of her wings, she somewhat twirled around you, faster than you would possibly expect
>and before you could turn around her direction again, she's tangled around your legs
>making you trip over her and fall down on your back
>once there, she's already jumping at you, pinning your right hand on the ground
>but you've still got your left one
>you'd use it in attempt to push her away with all your might
>but your palm slips over her silky fur
>and she uses that mistake to pin your other hand as well
"Hhhggg!" you're trying to break free, but she's holding you tight
>where did all this strenght come from?
>"Done yet?" your mistress chuckles
"Not yet!"
>you slide your knees between the two of you and push her away with your legs, making her ease up on your grip
>but before you get a chance to lift yourself up from your palms, she regains her composure with a two flaps of her wings
>and she's putting you back down, this time pinning your legs as well
>she might be ligher than you, but her hooves are pressing into very strategic spots
>"Heh, nice one..." she inhales deeply to re-contain the adrenaline flowing trough her body, exhaling pretty much into your face, being mere inches away from her smug muzzle "Give up yet?"
"Aaargh!" you're trying to break free
>but you cant move
>did SHE really defeat YOU?
>in your anger, you headbutt her nose, enough to make her let you go and fall on her own rump
>"Playing dirty huh?!" she yells, checking whether she doesn't bleed
>and the next second, you're feeling an instense, painful sting all around your neck, catching you so off guard, you fall right back on the floor and squirm like a worm
"Aaahg! Ow, fuck!"
>but it lasts only for a few, short moments
>you're left there breathing heavily while she somewhat proudly walks around, stopping above your face
>"Heh, good try,.. but you'll need to learn to play nice..."
"W-what was that?"
>"That was a reason why you might need to wear that thing a little longer." she opens her left wing, revealing to you a little device, strapped to her side "See, I don't really want to use it, I'd like us to be friends, but you still need to learn some discipline."
"I don't think that this is how you make friends..." you'd attempt to stand up, but she pushes you back down
>"Well, headbutting isn't either." she chuckles lightheartedly as if nothing happened
>then she lets you go, offering the same hoof to help you stand up
>which you take, but only after a second of hesitation
>"You know, I can't say that I don't like you Anon." she grins once you're up, nudging your thigh "You're my kind of  pet material."
".....Did you wrestle with the turtorise the same?"
>"No.... Tank was the sweetest and most loyal kind of guy I could ask for.... But he's gone and I don't want anything about my new companion to remind me of him."
>can't exactly tell from her face if she's sad or angry right now
>could be both, or neither
>but the next second she smiles your direction as if nothing and sits back to the table
>now you're feeling there might be an actual reason to fear her now
>not only she's a lot more considerable opponent than you thought,.. as far as physical fight goes
>but you had no idea the collar they gave you was able to stun you like this
>man, you're pretty much fucked, unless you can outsmart her somehow
>but your inner contemplation is interrupted by an oven's ring, alerting it has finished it's job
>"Oh yes! The pasta!" your mistress dashes away to bring the two portions of food for each of you to the table "There you go!"
>so you hesitanly sit there and glance at the steaming plate
>seems to be some kind of vegetarian lasagna
>you sniff it as well
>wish you could proudly refuse it, but it looks and smells so damn good there's no possible way to resist it
>fuck, this is the second time they "bought" you with food
>and you're very slowly picking up the fork and a knife, about to accept your defeat
>"...You know how to use cutlery, right?"
"Well,.. I can cook, so I can use cutlery."
>"I was just making sure... Enjoy." she chuckles before digging in first
"Y-you too." you're following up right after her
>....even though it's a premade food, it's still utterly delicious
>and thanks to that, you're very soon done with your dinner, while the mare on the other side is eating a lot slower
>"By Celestia, I'm full." she eventualy pushes her plate away, leaving there about 1/5 of her portion and patting her belly
>your eyes would instictively land on the rest of her food
>"....You want that?"
"I uh..."
>you kinda do
>but you don't want to tell
>"I can just throw it away if you don't, no biggie." she's about to stand up from the table and dump the contents of her plate into a bin
"Wait!"
>"Yes..?"
"I...I do want to finish that." you admit shamefuly "...Would be a waste...."
>"Here you go then" you're given a half smile, while the still warm lasagna is being handed in front of you
>and the smile stays on your mistress's face the whole time she's watching you stuff yourself with it
>it almost feels like she's taking pleasure in this
>or is it just you..?
>can't tell anymore....
>"I almost forgot,.. until I get you some bed of your own,.. you can sleep on the side of mine, it's pretty big." she mentions once you're done, putting your plate into the sink 
"...Really?"
>"Y-yeah, sure. Or there's a couch too, but the bed is fine with me. T-tank used to sleep there as well." she stutters again in her three seconds of weak moment before regaining her pose "But I'm gonna have to wash you first, okay? I'm not letting you on cushion like this."
>you wouldn't really point out how she's shitting into her own mouth with what she just admitted
>because there's another thing about what she just said that unsettled you even more
"You said you want to wash me...?"
>"Of course, I don't know how many days you haven't been washed, but from our up close encounter, I'm guessing it might as well be at least.. half a week?."
>that's a surprisingly accurate guess
"I meant to say that I can do it myself."
>"Aren't you saying that just to avoid the water?" she chuckles "I heard how some of you hate getting wet."
"Well, if it's freezing cold water, straight from a hose, soaking your clothes, I can imagine." you grumble
>"...So you promise to wash yourself properly, if I let you go alone?"
"Promise."
>"Hmm, okay then. This way." 
>and you're being led to the bathroom
>"This is how you turn the water on, here's a soap and shampoo." your mistress would show you everything, even prepare a towel
"Thanks..."
>"Don't thank me. I mean, it's not like I'd want you on my bed if you were this dirty." she chuckles while you're dissapearing behind the curtain "By the way, don't worry about the collar, it's waterproof."
>and soon after you throw the dirty clothing over the barrier, can hear her leaving the room
>finally some time alone
>it feels good to not be under somecreature's surveilance for at least a few minutes
>and the warm water is even better
>this shower is literaly like a heaven on Earth,.. except it isn't Earth, nor heaven
>but God, how you've missed this
>after scrubbing every last piece of filth from your body, you actualy rub one out as well, pretty much for the sake that you can, without anyone watching you
>and to relieve some stress
>which seems to work wonders, along with the hot water and full belly
>for a moment, you're almost happy
>don't ever want to open curtain
>but eventualy,.... you have to - can't stay here forever
>and when you do, you're immediately noticing one thing
>the clothing is gone
>she took it
>it my have been filthy, but it was your only clothing
>you can't walk around like this for God's sake
>where is it?!!!
>come on Anon, breathe, calm down
>...she left you a big towel here, you can use that 
>....
>anyway, you wrap yourself in it and have a glance at youself in the big ass mirror
>haven't seen your own reflection since....
>can't remember
>since the better times...
>you're hairy, somewhat skinny, but at least you're squeaky clean
>oh yeah, and then there's the collar
>can't even look at yourself without being reminded of your forced allegiance
>but you're still staring at your reflection for a few minutes, trying to find at least something to like
>... your hair actualy doesn't look that bad when it's this long
>and if you shaved, you'd almost be a handsome young man again
>maybe your mistress will buy you a razor
>...
>can't beleive you just formed this sentence in your head
>...
>no matter how well kept you'd be, you're still a damn property
>with that, you look away from the mirror and leave the room
>outside, you're cautiously checking if the rainbow mare is around somewhere
>need her to return your clothes, even if they're dirty
>you can wash them in the sink at least
>and eventualy, you're stumbling upon her in the living room
>"There you are! So how was the shower? Let me see."
"..See what?"
>"Well if you're clean! Drop that towel."
"I uh.. rather not to." you freeze
>"That's an order though." she says firmly
"..." 
>are you going to resist now?
>what if she's gonna press that button again?
>still remember how it stung before
>"....Come on, I want to have a proper look at what I bought!" she chuckles, grabbing the towel with her teeth and forcefuly pulling it down from you by herself
>her sudden, swift movement caught you so off guard, that you didn't really have time to fight it
>and now you're just standing there in shame, covering your crotch with your hands, feeling completely exposed to her and her mercy
>stripped of your clothes, of your pride, of your rights and most of all, your dignity
"....."
>this is so far the worst thing to happen today, right after the best one
>"Well what do you say! You really were profound with the cleaning." she grins, walking in circles around you and checking your body out from all angles "....You humans are curiously built."
>wish you could just run away
>but there's nowhere to run
>you're frozen in shame and fear
>so you at least shut your eyelids
"........"
>".....Why are you so embarassed right now?"
>can feel a soft boop on your nose
>so you open your eyes once again to see her soaring dangerously close to your face, curiously smiling
>does she not have a slightest idea of how's all this making you feel?
>do you really have to explain?
"...You've just literaly forced me to expose myself to you."
>"Heh, but you don't have anything to be embarassed about." she grins, sliding her hoof along your torso to have a feel of your skin, inspecting your chest muscles"......are all humans like that?"
"I guess I'm averagely built...." you look away
>"No I mean,.. are all humans this shy?" your mistress chuckles amusedly
"...We don't ever go around without clothes. C-can I have my old ones back now?"
>"Nope.... I already threw them away."
"B-but-!"
>"I can get you something new tomorrow, if you're so persistent about it." the mare laughs, patting your shoulder before landing back on the ground next to you, about to sit on her couch 
....
>"What is it?" she eyes at you amusedly after a few seconds, trough which you wouldn't move a single inch "You don't have to be embarassed around me, ...I don't bite."
"I- I can't..." you're almost whimpering in your predicament "..be like this until tomorrow."
>...
>"Okay..." a sigh escapes her nostrils "Do you want to wrap yourself in something until then?"
>to which you nod of course
>"Alright, let me see what we have."
>and she dissapears in the bedroom, soon to be back with a thin white bedsheet
>"Will this do?"
"Yes! Give it!" you're hastily grabbing after the fabric
>but she soflty slaps your fingers, pulling away
>"What do we say?"
"Um, thank you, m-mistress."
>"Thank you" would have been enough." she chuckles, handing the sheet to you "But you're really a good boy."
>which only makes your face go even redder
>thank fuck no one else is seeing you like this
>not even you stupid ass boss at work could ever put you mentaly this much on your knees
>not even the kike old bird
>can't say you've ever been lower in your life
>but it's all just temporary, you WILL find your way out of this
>or you will die by your own hand
>..
>you're trying to remember how to tie a Greek toga while the mare returns back on her couch to lay there and pick up a book 
>and eventualy, you've figured it out
>"Hey, neat. That looks pretty cool." she notices
"Thank you."
>"No probs.... Do you like adventure stories?"
"I guess... Everyone does."
>"Then come here." the mare pats the place next to her on the couch
"Is that an order...?"
>"No,.." she grins "I just thought you look a little down. I could read you something. Come on, you'll like it."
>...you're still a little affraid of saying no
>but
"I'm sorry, but can I have some time alone..? Please..?"
>"Um, yeah.. Sure!" the mistress smiles, a little dissapointedly "...You can crash at my bed, as long as you leave me there enough space later."
"Thank you..."
>and you dissapear to the bedroom
>straight onto the bed
>to curl up and cry
>what she made you do was the last straw, added to the series of events you had to go trough
>been bottling this up for months
>didn't cry when you lost your family and friends
>not even when the gryphon's thugs beat you senseless and captured you
>now it all caught up, when you've realized you really are at your owner's mercy
>and you needed to let it out or else you'd burst in front of her
>and you're crying until there's nothing left in you and you're feeling almost comfortably numb
>funny, what a human mind is able to endure
>and what is it able to lose, just to save it's relative sanity
>you're feeling....
>alone
>alone in this room
>alone in this goddamn world
>there's just her next door
>the cause of your mental suffering
>and your only company
>can't tell for what reason you're drawn to her now
>is this the "breaking" process?
>.....
>after a while, you stand up and go check on her
>she's still sitting on her couch in the living room, reading the same book with just a little light to see the words
>"Hmm?"
>her eyes would land on you, standing in the doorframe
"Does....does the offer still stand?"
>"Of course it does! Come here boy!" she puts away whatever she was reading uptil now  and pats the place next to her
>to which you cautiously sit, keeping a safe distance
>but then she flies away to the bookshelf, to return with a different title
>sitting back a lot closer to you, eliminating your personal space and shoving the book into your face to see
>there's a colorful image of a sand coloured pegasus mare with a gray mane, swinging on some kind of wine, away from danger
>it says "Daring Do."
>looks a little like B rated movie poster
>"This is like the first book I've ever read on my own! Which.....isn't actualy that many years back, I wasn't always a big reader." you almost wouldn't recognize her with that sincere, excited smile, eager to share this with you "I hope you'll like it as much as I did! I mean, you probably won't , because I liked it a whole big lot but I still hope you'll like it at least 50% because that would still mean you really liked it....."
>haven't seen her acting this fangirly about anything yet
>with that, she pulls your head closer to make you lean it on her lap, resting her hoof on your hair and adjusts the book in her second front limb
>it's embarassing
>but you wouldn't move away
>maybe you're a little scared to do so
>but it's also somewhat comfy and you're feeling.... "protected" in a way
>so you close your eyes when she starts reading out loud, softly stroking your hair
>it's so strange, to let her care for you like that
>especialy in comparison to that bossy pose she was taking just before
>...
>can't say you're completely thrilled by her book right from the start, but the way she's narrating it is actualy making the whole thing a little more amusing
>she's even changing her tone, depending on the intensity of the story to make it more dynamic
>and over time, you're even getting a little used to her strange voice
>but there's another thing you mentaly had to get over though, - the main protagonist being a pegasus
>in your own head, you're imagining just a girl with wings on her back in her place, so that you can symphatize better
>it's..... somewhat working so far
>for a moment you'd almost forget that the fuzzy creature, reading that book just for you is actualy your enemy
>....but she's your only company now
>might as well try to not spite her completely
>and as much as you hate to say it,... she really does care, in a way
>but she's still one of horses that enslaved your kind
>and you aren't friends
>don't you ever forget that, Anon....
>don't you ever forget-......
>......
>....
>......
>...







>upon waking up, you keep your eyes closed for a little while
>you're so comfy you don't really feel like getting up anytime yet
>you might not be fully back to your senses from the sleep yet, but there's something mesmerisingly soft under your head, you're wrapped in a clean blanket and there's a sweet, fresh scent in the air you're breathing
>your right palm reaches to have a feel of that warm pillow, when-
>wait
>this isn't your old home, or Goldbeak's cage at all
>your eyes open, seeing a blue fur
>and the yesterday events are quickly coming back to you
>the comfy pilow you're laying on is...
>....it's the rainbow mare's thigh
>shit shit shit
>you yank and pull yourself away, just when you could hear her yawning herself awake
>how the fuck this happened?
>....oh, right
>even more of the yesterday's events are coming back
>you pretty much broke and submitted to her at some point
>God no
>so she thinks you're her little pet now
>and she-...
>she actualy stayed on the couch with you the whole night
>didn't even move, so she wouldn't wake you up
>"...Hey." your mistress is now sleepily squinting her big, magenta eyes at you
>you have no idea how to feel about all this
"Um, goodmorning..." you reply politely, keeping a safe distance
>on the other hand, you can profit from such situation
>you've gained some of her trust and once she trusts you enough to let her guard down even more.....
>then will be your chance to flee
>not sure where, but over time of your one sided "bonding", you'll surely figure out some kind of plan
>must be some kind of refuge somewhere
>"...So, did you like the book?" the mare asks after a short, silent pause
"Um, yeah. Very."
>"You were out cold in the half of it though." she's grinning, friskily piercing you with her gaze
>one you can't stand for some reason
>so you look away
"I'm sorry, I was-"
>"Veeeery exhausted. I saw that. Crying this hard takes a toll."


"What?"
>"The walls here aren't as thick as you might think and you left the door half opened." she chuckles, reaching her hoof to you "It's okay though, you'll be alright. Come here."
>not sure what exactly she wants to do with you
>but you ain't going
>she isn't your friend
>and every nice gesture is just a way to make you obedient
>"....Alright then, maybe later." the mare retracts her limb again "...You know, I kinda like this though."
"This, what?"
>"That you aren't pre-tamed."
"So that you can break me yourself?"
>"Break?.. Come on." your mistress laughs while standing up
>and when she walks around you, she coquettishly tickles your face with the tips of her feathers "I'll just teach you a little discipline. You might even learn to like it~.."
>and she's gone from the room
>soon you can hear her brushing her teeth
>man, you really can hear everything in this silence
"Huh..."
>what now
>your eyes eventualy slide on the book from yesterday
>which, after a second of hesitation, you pick up and open it at the chapter you last remember
>there's only two pages to it's end
>it's not like you have anything better to do...
....
>about the time you've put the book away again, your mistress is back, her face still wet from the water she splashed onto herself to start out the morning fresh
>"Hey Anon, show me your chompers again."
"Why?"
>"Just show them to me."
"Can't you tell me why?"
>"I want to see. Come on, open your mouth." she steps up close with a harmless giggle
>after a few seconds of stare contest, you cautiously reveal your teeth 
>"...So you've got some canines after all huh? I wasn't sure, they're pretty small. Can you eat raw meat?" her hoof's adjusting the angle of your mouth so that she can see better
"No...."
>"I thought so. But it's still pretty cool. But uh,.. that stench. Remind me to buy you a toothbrush when we go to Ponyville."
"We're going to Ponyville?"



>"I just need to take care of a few things right now, but I'll be back in a few hours and afternoon, I'll take you for a walk down there. I promised to get you some clothing, didn't i?" she plafully pulls on your improvised toga, sliding it down from your shoulders
>and she's walking away, waving her tail from side, synchronized with her hips with almost overdone gracefulness
>can vividly imagine her smug expression she must be donning right now, because she knows your weakness very well, while she isn't affraid at all of flashing her thing
>man you hate her so much right now...
>"........Oh by the way!" her head sticks out from the doorframe when you thought she was gone already "You can help yourself with whatever food you find, aaaand if you get bored around here, feel free to do some cleaning around the house! There are extra points for that...~"
"As if I care about any goodboy points..." you grumble once she's really gone this time
>and the truth is, you aren't really hungry right now either
>back at Shekelbeaks's, you only had two bland meals a day and none of them was in the morning
>but the fact you're alone is pretty amazing
>you can scheme, get to know the house so you can sneak around later
>and try punching trough that cloud wall
>that's a first thing you're going to try, because you're curious about it
>on some spot she wouldn't notice later
>eventualy, you picked some wall behind a door, you're preparing your fist and-!
>it almost bounced right back off
>man this would need a lot more strenght to go trough, this cloud is thicker than those outside
>or is it the spell?
>still, all of this is fricking strange
>but digging your fingers in might work...
>nah, that doesn't either
>you can at max push them in it, but not trough to tear away a piece of cloud
>you could grab onto it though
>....maybe you should try sticking your dick in the wall too?
>Jesus no
>...,maybe some other time
>but wait... that means you can climb down even the high windows, if you can grab onto it
>why didn't you think of it sooner?
>but upon opening a window and looking around...
>what the fuck
>the cloud bridge you came here yesterday, one connecting this house with a rest of the cloud city, as well as the baloon platform
>it's gone
>she must have disposed of it
"DAMN YOU!" your fists bang into the windowsill
>but the fresh air and sun's warm embrace, so close to you, is slowly calming you back down
>okay, maybe this star isn't that much different from your Sun
>and,.. as much as you hate to say it, your prison has the best view a man could ask for
>...there really are worse fates than yours right now
>if it'll be like this everyday, you'll have a plenty of time for yourself too
>which is good for starters
>not sure how long will it take to make an escape plan, but if you survived those months at a slave market, this will be a walk in the park
>as far as the material comfort goes
>but your new mistress seems to be somehow worse than the old bird...
>you were never scared of him
>can't always say the same about her though, not just because of the shock collar, but because she is fucking crazy
>and the way she's acting around you, it feels as if she was to rape you any minute
>God,...
.....
>you're fucking around the house a little longer, staring out the window and trying to keep yourself somehow entertained
>in your cage, you used to sleep or daydream a lot, but now that you're properly fed and slept uninterruptedly more than enough, you have a plenty of energy to actualy do stuff
>you just don't know what
>you'd sit down and try to draw something, haven't done than in such a long time
>if you found a pen and paper
>ha! an objective!
>took you about 5 minutes to figure out where to get them
>now you're sitting by a small table, ready to draw...
>draw what though..?
>an image of the rainbow mare clicks trough your mind
>certainly not her
>how about your hand, for an instance?
>aah, good idea, never hurts to practice human anatomy
>and-!
>it sucks...
>you're a little tired of drawing anyway, maybe some other time
....
>.......man you're bored
.......
>and this house, as luxurious as it seems really is pretty untidy
>but you can't do that,.. that would mean she won
>though, it's your new cage and you really hate, having the blue fur stick on your feet anywhere you go
>you could at least vaccuum it here if nothing else, just for the sake of doing something
>if there is a vaccuum cleaner
>and after a few minutes of searching,...
>ha! you found it
>this is somewhat reminding you of the times you were so bored at home you would start cleaning your room
>maybe this isn't that different from it
>just to get rid of all the mess from the bright floor, blue fur, occasional colorful hair, sometimes even small pieces of old food, dust....
>doesn't she ever clean here?
>looks like this house hasn't been taken care of for at least a month or more
>you're just dusting away some surfaces in the living room when-
>"Anoooon, I'm hoome. Ready for your walk?!"
>you freeze, turning around to see her standing in the doorframe
>"Oh you've actualy listened! Somecreature is gonna earn a treat here.~" she's grinning
"I just couldn't stand all this mess here, don't you ever clean around here?"
>"A tidiness loving too huh? How lucky I am. Cause you're right, I don't ever clean here." the mare chuckles "I usualy call somepony to do it for me like once a month. But now that I have you..."
"Forget about it."
>"Oh, I will. But something tells me you won't and you'll still keep it tidy here like a good and clean boy you are." she soars closer to pat your head and rustle trough your hair
"As if..."
>"And it's soo adorable to see you frown like that too~." her hooves clop on the ground next to you "But now it's time to go"
>didn't even noticed she clipped a leash to your collar just a second ago
>and she's pulling you after her
>fucking dammit
>outside the house, she has already fixed the bridge on her way back, probably from some clouds flying around
>and you're being taken towards the balloon again
>you didn't meet any ponies yesterday, or just wasn't paying attention, but those few you've noticed today on your way to your transport were all giving you strange looks
>some scared, some surprised, some amused, others just curious
>but it seems that locals don't exactly see a human everyday
>wondering how many might be down there in the village, if any
>anyway, soon you might see for yourself as you're almost back on the ground
>"This way Anon!" your mistress is pulling you some direction once you're out of the basket
>straight to a round, tall house with a sign "Rarity's Boutique"
"What's this place?"
>"Well you might noticed there isn't too many humans around yet, so there won't be any human accesories shop either. Buuut, I've got a good friend here that'll make some clothing for you from scratch. ....Hey Rarity!"
>>"Oh Rainbow Dash, darling! What brings you to- oh my, who in the world is that?! Is that a real human?"
>"Yup! This is Anon. - Say hello." you're being nudged to your thigh
"Um, hello..."
>"I bought him yesterday on my trip with Fluttershy. Isn't he cool?"
>>"I'm not sure "cool" would be the right word... Aren't you a little scared of him?"
>"Him? Nah, he's tame as a sheep. Aren't you boy?" your mistress smirks at you
>to which you return her an angry frown, that makes her shiteating grin even wider
>"Anyway, he's the reason I'm here, because I forgot to buy him any clothes at the bazaar and he's scared to death of walking around without any. Do you think you could sew up something quick for him?"
>>"Of course I could! I never designed a clothing for a creature like this! Walk him here on the piedestal here and I'll take some lenght proportions of his body."
>"Heard that? She's gonna make you something nice." the blue mare chuckles, pushing you with her wing towards the center of the room
>so you stand where you're told to and wait for the white mare to get her stuff
>>"I'm gonna need that robe off darling, I can't really measure anything over that. Could you take that off for me?"
>can't say whether she was talking to you or your colorful mistress behind you
>but in the corner of your eye, you can see Rainbow Dash making a step closer, about to slide the sheet down herself, so you stop her
"...I'll do it myself."
>don't wanna give her the pleasure of taking away your choice again
>with one hand, you untie where it holds together and gravity pulls the whole thing down, letting you stand there completely naked again, just covering your crotch
>hope anypony else won't enter the shop now
>>"Oh my, these are rather interesting proportions. And no loose skin, you could trace every muscle underneath it!" the marshmallow pony is walking around, a bit like your owner yesterday
>it's not like you have a lot of muscles to begin with, after your captivity, but you still aren't just skin and bones
>"I know right? Interesting things those humans."
>>"Sure they are..." Rarity uses her horn to levitate a sewing meter next to your legs "I'm gonna need him to stand straight though and raise his upper limbs."
>your mistress would merely give you a look, waving her eyebrows, telling you to do so
"Is that really necessary?"
>>"I'm affraid so." replies the unicorn
>so you very hesitanly uncover your crotch to make a T pose, while Rarity's taking the measures of your arms and back from behind
>Rainbow is standing in front you, knowing well how uncomfortable she's making you with the way her eyes run all over your body
>but of course it's not stopping her from doing so
>just like yesterday, you close your eyes, imagining you're somewhere else
>can hear the two ponies walking around, occasionaly whispering something indistinct, scribbling notes and giggling a few times too
>and then finally
>>"That would be it! I'm done here. But what kind of things you want for him? How should it look like?"
>"Hmm, I dunno, to be honest. Probably nothing too fashy, just something for everyday use... What do you people usualy wear, Anon."
"A shirt and some trousers. Or jeans.. A jacket or hoodie if it's cold. Anything goes as long as it's comfy enough to move freely."
>>"I'll see what I can do. Come back tomorrow or you can check in here on your way back, I might have something ready too." the white mare see's you eyeing down on your robe, longing to have it finally back, so she levitates it into your hand
>that's almost surprisingly thoughtful....
>"Thanks Rarity! I knew I could count on ya! ..What do we say Anon?"
"Thank you, miss Rarity..."
>>"Aww, no troubles." the white mare blushes "It's my job after all."
>funny, so far every other mare seems to be more bearable than the one who bought you
>you really might be a bad luck Brian