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 >after saying goodbye, your mistress is pulling you outside again and you're heading towards a village market >the closer you are to the Ponyville's center, the more ponies you're seeing and the more weird looks you're getting >back at the bazaar, it was somewhat normal for ponies to drag humans around on a leash, but not here >>>"MAMA! What is that strange animal?" some foal is pointing it's hoof at you >>>>"It's one of those humans sweetie. Just like on Sweet apple acres. Don't go too close to him, they might be dangerous..." >here you're a sightshow >and you aren't exactly enjoying it >"Now, what do we need next?" the rainbow pegasus that's pulling your leash, stops in the middle of the market "....You said something about a toothbrush." >"Oh yeah! That's true, wouldn't want those little canines of yours to rot away." she laughs, giving you a good view of her own, pearl white teeth "But we'll have to go to Colgate's for that. What do we need on the market?" "I dunno.." >"Hmm, you ain't much of help... I know! I wanted to buy you something to cook out of! Can't wait to have something homemade for a change, if you weren't lying about your skills." "I wasn't." you frown, a little offended >"We'll see about that." the mare friskily slaps from behind "Now, what kind of things you'll need?" "Depends on what you already have..." >"Like,.. salt and pepper. Yeah and milk and some veggies." "Not even a frying oil?" >"Nope, the last time I tried frying something, I almost burned my kitchen down. Never more." >that actualy makes you snicker out loud in front of her, imagining her panicking and messing up something so trivial >you've expected either a shock from the collar of getting punched in the thigh for that, but instead: >"Yeah, I know....." she merely chuckles, coyly playing with the rock under her hoof "...So what do you need?" "Well, first of all, some spices. I don't like cooking from salt alone." >"This way then." >and she's leading you to a stand with all kinds of colorful food spicing, packed in opened crates for cusmomers to scoop into small pouches >dried herbs, seeds, powdered veggies... all kinds of stuff >the pony behind it looks like he was praying that you wouldn't come to him >but here you are >"Hey there." salutes your mistress at him, ignoring the pony's discomfort, nudging you in front of her "Well pick what you need Anon. And don't worry about the bits." >okay, now this is actualy something you don't mind doing >so for starters, you prepare 4 pouches, filling them about 1/5 with salt >and then start adding actual spices to the mixture >a lot of these things you have no idea what they are, but you can tell from the way they smell, which might go well together >if not by their smell, then a little taste from the tip of your finger >and after a few minutes, you've got one spicy mixture, one sweeter, one exoticaly aromatic and one that you have no actual idea how it will taste like, because you've been dumping there pretty much anything you found interesting >"Hey, that looked pretty professional just now." Rainbow Dash chuckles after paying, stuffing the pouches into her saddlebags "What else do you need?" "...Meat." >"Ha, good one." she's grinning "What CAN I cook here out of? What do you even eat?" >"Anything that isn't meat. Ever heard of veggies, cheese, flowers..." "Flowers?" >"Never had a flower before? You should try it, it's quite delicious. Oh wait! I know! Can you make fried elderflowers with potatomash?!" "Fried flowers?!" >Gordon Ramsay would be rolling in his grave >unless he's alive, frying flowers somewhere as well right now >"Yes! I know where some eldertrees bloom right now. Wait here!" >and before you know it, she pinned her end of your leash to a nearby building, flying away so fast it left a faint rainbow trail behind her >oh, alright >definitely couldn't outrun that >but now on the other hand,.. is a perfect chance to escape >there are ponies everywhere, but you're sure as hell gonna try >better chances without her being around >so you're attempting to untie the leash... >but shit, there's some mechanism on it, requiring a three digit password, just like on the collar >all this equipment might have cost her more than you did >in the meanwhile you're struggling with the leash, you didn't even notice you're getting surrounded by three young stallions, two earth ponies and one pegasus >>>"Oh hey fellas, a human." the first one's grinning "How do you like the leash huh?" >>>>"My dad lost his right hoof in the war with you! Your kind is the worst!" >>>>>"How about we teach him a little lesson guys?" the pegasus colt harshly pushes you on the wall you're tied to >but you swiftly push him back away, taking a defensive stance "Oh yeah?! Bring it you fuckers, we'll see about who's gonna teach who a lesson!" >it's not like you actualy have a chance against all three of them.... >...but you'll fight to your last breath >>>>"Get that rude bastard!" one of them attacks you, rearing up to bury his hoof in your face >but he's not even close as fast as the mare you fought before >so you easily parry the strike and punch him in his chest, sending him down on his back >of course, right after that, the other two attack you from both sides, one kicking you in your thigh, the other in your belly, making you fall down on the ground in pain >a horse kick hurts... >then the one you've sent down before joins them and you're about to be stomped to death from all sides >when- >"WHAT DO YOU BRATS THINK YOU'RE DOING?!!!!!" your mistresses furious voice makes them freeze before each of them gets a good kick on you >>>>>"W-we-..we just-" >"YOU JUST WHAT?! HUH?!" she barks, walking towards them upon landing, wings still spread open >and despite she's actualy smaller than any of them, she's still somehow more frightening >>>>"H-he's a human and-" all three of them are backing away >"So you three cowards thought you pick on him huh?!! WELL IF YOU EVER EVEN LAY YOUR HOOF ON MY HUMAN AGAIN, YOU'RE GONNA REGRET IT, UNDERSTAND THAT?!!!" >>>>>"Y-yes ma'am." >>>>"We're sorry!" >"YOU BETTER BE!! COWARDS!!!!" the mare's still yelling at them, even after they scattered in seconds after apologizing >her loud situation control also froze all the other ponies walking around >but as soon as she glances their way, they're all carrying on, acting as if nothing happened >then she finally turns your direction >and you're staring at her with almost equal fear, but nowhere to run thanks to your leash >"...Are you okay Anon? Did they hurt you bad?" her expression, as well as her voice, suddenly soften into the most caring creature under Equestrian sun >she really looked like she would have killed them just a while ago, is she fricking bipolar? >not sure if you should be even more affraid of her or grateful for saving you >you're somewhat both "I uh, no, just a little bruise,... t-thank you mistress." >"Aww, that's nothing Nonny~." she simpers, her ego visibly flattered by your momentary respect towads her >and the next second, she's back to her usual self >"Anyway, I brought the flowers. What else do you need?..." >so you pick yourself up and you're going shopping for the rest >flour, eggs, breadcrumbs, potatoes, butter and some parsley leaves as a decoration >but while walking trough the stands, you can't exactly stop thinking about what just happened >was she this defensive of her property or was it because of you? >....what would she do if she caught you sneaking away? >man that could actualy hurt more than you were about to be hurt by them >fuuuuck me, as if the situation wasn't bad enough already "I guess this is everything..." >"Alright, we can leave the things by the balloon in the meanwhile. Give it here." >when it started to get a little heavy, you were ordered to take her saddlebags because: "That's what you're here for." >you wouldn't possibly resist or say anything cheeky back >but now she's taking it back, about to fly the bags back to the platform you landed at >"Don't pick any fights this time, okay?" she grins smugly, patting your head after leashing you to something again "I didn't-" >but she's gone already >and the next minute she's back >"Alright, let's go!" "And um, where are we going? This Colgate is like a dentist or...." >"We're not heading there yet. First, the barber, then the teeth. Gotta have you look nice for me~." >you aren't really protesting about this either, even wanted to do something with your beard >but the last sentence is scaring you just a little.... >soon you're finding yourself at the door of a barber salon, where you're being push into first >the door itself were actualy kinda small for you, so you had to lower your head to enter, but the ceiling is high enough for some reason >>>"Oh no, holy molly!" the barber pony with short, styled mane backs away upon your entrance >then he notices your mistress with a safety leash and exhales a relieved sigh >>>"...Pardon me, what can I do for you?" >"Hey, could you fix my humans's look a little? Remove the beard, do something with his mane..? Something to make him not look like he's straight from the cage." >oh yeah, the robe being now partly dirty from your encounter is almost making you look that way again >>>"But of course! ...Can you stay nearby though, just in case." >"You bet. I want to see what you're doing in the process." the rainbow mare chuckles leading you to a seat >it's ponysized of course, but your butt fits there easily >just the backrest is really small >the barber pony has to stand on his rear to see your head better, but since he's a unicorn he doesn't need to reach his hooves >>>"Do you have anything specific in mind? Like a certain style..?" >"I dunno, start with the beard and we'll see." "Don't I have a word in this as well?" >"No, silly.~" your mistress pats your head yet again, returning to her discussion with the barber >and soon you're shed of all the pubic hair on your face, leaving you just a little patch above your chin and a goatee >then your hair >>>"Do you want me to shorten his mane or keep it long?" >you don't really care at this point >"Hmm, let me see." she's soaring around, watching you from all the angles, even taking your hair into her hooves and then softly pulling on it ".....You know what? Keep it long, I like it." >now you kinda wish he'd cut it short so that she can't ever do that again >but you don't exactly have a word in this, so you close your eyes and daydream while the barber is just trimming the hair to make it look cared after >until it's done >>>"Ta dah! What do you think?" >"I think it's pretty cool!.. Anon open your eyes, look at yourself!" >hmm? >your dream of driving an empty highway is slipping away as you're presented your new look in the mirror >...not exactly your style of choice >... but it was way worse before >"Do you like it?" "It's.. okay." >"Cool! Just one more stop and we're going home." >it's the mentioned Colgate's, the dentist office >o fuck >you may be in your 20', but you can't say you ever really got over your fear of dentists >the worse, when she's a pony >"Hello there!" >>>"Oh, Rainbow Dash, isn't it a little too soon for your- oh my,.. is that a human?" >you're already getting a little tired of their reactions >"Yup, this Anon, say hello." you're nudged with your mistresses wing "Hey.." >"I wanted a toothbrush for him, but could you just quickly check his teeth as well? I heard they live a long time, so I want to keep his teeth in good shape as long as they hold." >>>"Um, of course!.. He won't bite me, though...? I hope." the blue unicorn with mane that looks like a toothpaste, smiles worriedly >"Not when I'm around." your mistress chuckles "Come, sit over there Anon." >it's pretty much the same drill as with the barbershop >except you're a lot more hesitant here >>>"....He looks a little nervous, is he okay?" "Of course I'm nervous! You ain't gonna be pulling my teeth,.. or will you?" >>>"That depends pretty much on the shape they're in... But I just need to check first." >"Open up Anon." Rainbow Dash on your right side chuckles, softly pulling your lower jaw down >she's really enjoying every command here >but right now, you're too stressed to think about your hurt ego >you know from your Earth experiences that this is the necessary evil, that has to be done >you should be grateful your teeth are even cared about >but you're still scared shitless >>>"....They look all healthy." says the unicorn to your relief after inspecting the inside of your mouth for a minute >"Hah, see? Nothing to worry about." >>>"Except this last, lower molar on the right...." >oh no "Hhhghg!" you're trying to say something over her tools, still in your mouth >>>"There's a little rot, but it's still in the onset. It can be drilled away." "Drfill?!" >>>"Oh, poor guy... I heard humans were pretty fearsome and mean, but this one...." >you're already sweating in terror, once you see the little drill, hovering with yellow magic around your face >"Lay still Anon, it'll be just a minute." >but it'll be the most terrible one >and when the drilling actualy starts, your eyes are tight shut and fists clenched >this is the worst feeling ever >you'd rather be stomped by those three idiots than having to go trough this, without yanking away >then it stops >so you open your eyes to see the mare changing the drill for a bigger one >fuck no >you're about to clench your fist again when you feel something holding your hand >so you tightly wrap your fingers around it, preparing for another wave >in between the drilling waves, you eye down on your hand >you kind of suspected it, that you're holding your mistresses hoof >almost squishing it >but in a situation like this, you're almost grateful that she's there >then you look up and your eyes meet for a split second, before the drilling starts again and you shut your eyelights again >but in that split second >you expected to see her smug aura as usual >but not this time >there was compassion, so unlike of her >and you aren't letting go until the unicorn announces >>>"It's done! Now I'll just fill the hole, but it won't hurt, don't worry..." she turns to your owner "He shouldn't be eating anything for a few hours, but it'll be fine soon." >oh my god,finally it's over >what a relief >this is where you finally stand up straight, already let go of the hoof, pretending it never happened >and when it's all finished and you're on your way out, your mistress nudges her side over your thigh >"You know,... I'm really scared of dentists too, but it has to be done. It's a necessary evil." "I know... But I still hate it." >"Good to hear there's one thing we might have in common." she smiles so softly you're almost questioning it's still her >but once she see's you staring at her because of that, she quickly dons her trademark grin >"But you're okay now." you're being slapped from behind with her wing yet again "And this was the last stop, so we're going home..." >soon you're back at the platform, with your rented balloon still there, as well as the things >surprising that no one stole them, laying there in the basket just like that >pretty sure it would be long gone, back on old Earth... >"Damn, I knew I forgot about something." your mistress stops in front of it "....What is it?" >"I was gonna get you something to prevent you from falling trough clouds..." "Wasn't the yesterday's spell enough?" >"It isn't permanent. You'll need an enchanted item... Buuut, we can get that tomorrow, I'm starving!" she pushes you towards the basket with a grin on her face >soon you're ascending towards the cloud house again and this time you're a lot calmer compared to yesterday, allowing you to enjoy the scenery more >if only your mistress didn't want to stay in the basket with you this time >that would be even better >"Pretty cool view huh?" "Um, yeah. Astonishing." >"So and is it better?" "What?" >"Your fear of heights. You said you were scared of those too." "Yeah, it's better..." >"Glad to hear......" she's resting her front hooves over the basket's edge, right next to you >and when a small cloud, that was shielding the sun away past three minutes, passes on,.. a gold, warm ray shines your direction >to which your mistress softly closes her eyes, absorbing the light >it feels a little weird, how she's progressively leaning her body onto yours for some reason >almost as if she was somewhat nonsexualy forcing herself onto you >but you're affraid of pushing her away >so you're just ignoring it and let her have her way, piercing the land underneath with your gaze >then your vision slides to your hands >then the basket >and eventualy, her direction as well "..." >if these ponies weren't known for ending your civilisation,.. >and you weren't a slave to one >they'd actualy be kinda cute >in a way, as a creatures >not cute in an appealing "cute" kind of way >but still cute >.... >it's such a shame it had to end up like this "..." >as if she felt you're watching her, those magenta suddenly eyes open and she's smirking at you >"..Getting accustomed?" "To what?" >"To this." her head nods towards the air "..You don't have to act so stiff around me." "That's a little hard, considering my role here..." you pull on your shock collar >"Hah, just so you know, Fluttershy had lined up pets, begging for adoption." "....Should that make me feel flattered?" >"That's up to you...~ But I like you. You'd have it a lot easier if you learned to like me as well." "Or else..?" >"Oh you'll get there eventualy, don't worry..." she chuckles smugly, knowing you won't ask her again >and she looks away, closing her eyes towards the sun once more >...but that's one thing she's wrong about >because this is a question of your inner freedom >and while your body can be bought, your mind cannot >still, you're wondering whether she avoided the answer because she doesn't know yet, or if it was an actual threat.... >once you're back at her house, you're being led straight to the kitchen >"Okay Anon! Do your wonders, I'll be watching." "Is that absolute necessary..?" >"Oh yes it is. I like to watch." she smirks, bringing a chair to a corner of the room to sit there >can't exactly oppose her will, if you would, she can either overpower you herself, or use the damn shock collar >so you're trying to ignore her >nonetheless, you hate being overwatched like that >you have no idea what she wants, if she's looking for you to make a mistake, likes to watch you work while she doesn't have to, or if she's just curious >anyway, you're starting with the potatoes, letting them boil in the water the way they are >"....Aren't you gonna peel them?" "I'll do that later, once they're boiled. It's easier that way." >"Huh, cool." >and from then on, she's pretty much silent for the rest of your cooking >only while you're coating the elderflowers in the batter, she comes closer to have a better look >from the corner of your eye, it feels as if she was genuinely impressed by such a basic skill >but when you glance her way, she's acting as if nothing, donning her usual smug smile >it's a quality entertainment to watch you cook on command... >as for the batter itselft, you spiced it with the "sweeter" pouch you brought >wanted to try the experimental one, but her constant look made you a little affraid you might mess it up with it >better play it safe... >soon you're frying the flowers and got the first ones done >when she stands up from her chair again to try them >"Hey! That'hh raewry goof!" she grinning with a mouthful "Uh, thanks." >"You should try your own work too." you're being offered the second half of the flower she took "Sorry but, I don't eat flowers..." >"Come on, are trying to tell me you're gonna rather starve or what?" "I'll have some potatoes if you don't mind." >"Really? Come on! It's not poisonous to you. Or is it because of the drilled tooth? You can just chew on the other side of your mouth." she's putting the flower right in front of your lips >the batter itself actualy smells really good,.... if the flower inside won't ruin it >so, after a bit of hesitation, you open your mouth to have a bite >but as soon as you bury your teeth in it, she lets go, letting the rest of the fried flower hang from your mouth, implying you should eat that whole >but you still grab it with your hand, putting it down on a kitchen counter >.....but hey,,.. it actualy tastes really good >what the hell >or is it just your massive hunger, since you didn't eat anything until this afternoon? >anyway, as soon as she walks away to wait for the potatoes, you sneakily finish the rest of the flower >soon you've got them fried all, potatoes done and peeled, serving the first portion for her >"That looks soooo neat with that touch of parsley there! Can we have some veggies too though?" "Veggies with flowers, ugh... What kind?" you grumble obediently >"I dunno, cucumber, tomato?" "Alright..." >so you slice some veggies as well, putting them on a different plate >then swallow your pride to announce: "I....think I might have some of those fried flowers as well." >"If I let you..." your mistress smirks at you, watching your confused expression, searching for words >before she bursts into laughter "...Come on, I'm just playing with you! We're eating together of course." "Okay." >"But I knew you'll like it! Even flowers can be good for a big, carnivorous human huh?" she softly punches your thigh, walking a circle around you "The spices do a big lot." >"It's still good even with just salt." she chuckles and pats your butt because she can't reach for your head "But the spices are far from dissapointment as well. Good job Anon." "Hmpf." you're sitting down to the opposite side of the table from her >it's actualy pretty good, might just use some mayo or sweet chilli sauce to "freshen" the whole thing >when you catch yourself looking at the veggies in between the two of you >veggies with flowers,.. okay >might as well try that >so you reach for some cucumber and surprisingly,... the tastes compliment each other >for the rest of the late lunch, you're ignoring the occasional smug grins your colorful owner's giving you each time you're reaching for more veggies >and just overall pretend she isn't there while you're enjoying the food >"Mmmm that was really good, Anon! You really are worth waay more than I thought. Like seriously, that was so great! And to imagine I've got you here for myself,.. oh my gosh,! I'm so glad I don't have to eat the same things over and over again!" she stretches herself in her seat once she's done, her belly visibly stuffed even from the other side of the table >okay, now you're starting to think that cooking might be the main reason why she wants you around so bad... "Huh,.. that's cool I guess..." you reply a few seconds late >when the mare finally stands up, she pats your back and with a loud burp, she's heading toward the living room to lie down on a couch >while you're still sitting by the table, gazing into your empty plate >...looks like she can be totally bought with food as well >maybe you're both animals in a way... >... >.... >eventualy, you stand up to quicky wash the plates, plus all the things you've used and head to the bedroom to have a rest as well >right now, you're a little too tired for plotting the escape >it's definitely gonna happen >but it's probably not gonna be anytime soon >at least until you find some real good plan and gain enough of her trust to make her get rid off the collar >so for now, you've just made yourself comfy on one side of the bed, about to relax and wander away with your mind >....but the bed smells so much like her, "grounding" you back >can't escape her, even when she isn't around >thought you should hate the scent >but for some reason you can't >it just smells,.. somewhat fresh and... nice? >it's so confusing >....could this be the reason why you returned to her yesterday? >maybe while you were crying here, your sense of smell subconsciously drew you back, because you felt alone >but she could be smelling of a fricking lavender and it wouldn't change anything >she's not your friend Anon >... >you've been lying there about an hour before the food set and you felt like getting up >it not even evening yet, still got plenty time from the day left >...wonder what she's up to >but upon searching the house, you're finding your mistress is not there >she's must have flew away somewhere >so you have even more time for yourself >...guess it's another hand drawing practice >this time it's going a little better, so you drew a few sketches more >and by the time it's getting dark, she's back >you've noticed it when you heard a bang of doors and found her snacking on the cold leftovers from the late lunch in the kitchen >in hopes she wouldn't notice you, you're about to turn around and return to your drawing >but that's when your eyes meet >"Hey..." she stops stuffing herself, gulping down what she had in her mouth "..wanna finish the book today?" "Um, nah that's okay, thanks." >"Come on, you'll like the finale!" the mare puts away her plate, making two steps towards you "I won't mind if you'll fall asleep to it again~... We'll just move it onto the bed, right from the start." "I can sleep on the couch..." >"But.. I really don't like sleeping alone." she smiles at you >and you can't read that smile at all, whatever she meant by it >but it still felt firm enough to feel like she wasn't exactly asking "I-,.. okay." >while you're brushing your teeth and taving a last pee before bed, you're still wondering about whether it didn't mean you're getting raped tonight >you gulp down saliva >hope not.... >upon coming to the bedroom, wearing a clean toga again, she's already waiting there, tucked under a blaket with the book from yesterday in her hooves >so you sit up on the other side of her double bed >"Come closer." your mistress chuckles, patting the place next to her "Stop being so stiff... Make yourself comfortable, it's just a book." >so you quietly and hesitanly lay on the bed next to her, resting your head on a pillow not far from her's >to which she gives you a little grin, licking her lips before she gets to reading >"Alright so, Daring Do entered the-" "-I know that chapter." >"We didn't finish reading it yesterday." "I did. ....I was really bored." >"...You can read too?" "Is that so uncommon among humans?" >"I heard some can't even understand what we're saying ." she chuckles, tousling your hair "But you're a clever boy." >oh yeah, forgot the rest of the world has been colonized too >funny that the invaders speak english, isn't it? >anyway, the mare moves onto the next chapter and you just listen while staring into the ceiling >though, soon your eyeslids are getting heavy, so you close them >it's only when she stops reading at some point, thinking you're asleep, you open your eyes to see what's going on >you're given a quiet, equaly sleepy smile before she continues reading again >the story is keeping you somewhat awake to hear the end of it before actualy dozing off >and you've managed to finish the whole book that night >falling asleep seconds after hearing your mistress announce "The End." and putting the book away on a night stand >last thing you remember is the click of a bedlamp being turned off and as if you were softly kissed on your forehead >but that just might have been your imagination >and then dreams >goodnight Anon... ..... ...... .... ..... .... the dots mean that Anon is schleeping >in the morning, you're waking up a lot less confused than yesterday >you already got somewhat accustomed to your new home >still, opening your eyes to your mistresses face so close to yours and her hooves wrapped around your arm is still a little shock to you >seems that she's hugging anything in range once she's sleep, just like on that train back then >wonder if she even knows about it >should you attempt to free yourself somehow or wait till she's awake as well? >...after unsuccesfuly trying the first option, deeming her grip is too tight to slip out of, you're closing your eyes again, waiting >it doesn't take too long till she moves by herself, stretching her rear legs and automaticaly nuzzling your shoulder with her nose >"Hey Ta-..." >the mare yanks a little, letting go of you and going quiet >she must think you're still sleeping >and you don't exactly have a reason to prove her otherwise >with eyes still closed you're motionlessly waiting till she picks herself up from the bed >and soon she's leaving the room with a sleepy yawn >then, after like 10 minutes you finally stand up as well, glancing outside of the doorframe >coast looks clear, she might have left the house alre- >"Goodmorning!" >shit "Yeah, goodmorning..." >she's standing in the corridor, right behind you >"Well come on, sleepyhead! Brush your teeth, wash your face, whatever you do in the morning cause we gotta hurry." "Hurry where?" >"To get you that enchantment of course! You might fall trough the clouds any time now." "WHAT?!" >"You heard what I said." she chuckles "The spell is gonna wear off soon, we must visit my friend Twillight for something permament." "JESUS!" you immediately jump on a nearby cabinet, holding onto it like a cat >"Relax, the floor is permanently enchated here as well." the mare laughs amusedly "The spell might not even be working already, but you're still here, aren't you?" "That's NOT encouraging at all! How am I gonna get to the basket?!" >"I'll carry you, no biggie." >for some reason you doubt she can do that >but you aren't saying anything, just silently climb down from the cabinet and walk to the bathroom >there quickly do some morning hygiene and look for your mistress again >how are you supposed to call her though? "...Miss Dash?.. I'm ready to go!" >"Already? That was fast, I like that." she chuckles from another room "Let's go then!" >and in the next minute you're leashed and led outside >but you stop in the doorframe, hesitant to make the first step >your mistress goes forward as if nothing, the leash yanking her back from her soar as you've stopped >"Oh right, I forgot... Well come on, don't worry, I'll catch you if you really fall trough." "I kinda doubt that...." >"Well don't. These wings are no ordinary." she proudly flashes them open in front of you >it's kinda true that in the morning sun, they really look kinda cool, strong and big >but you can't trust them with your life >"Come on...!" she pulls on the leash impatiently, making you stumble a step forward >OH FUCK >this is where you die Anon >...! >.........but upon stepping on the cloud outside "Hey... it's still working..." >"See?" the mare's grinning "Now let's hurry to the balloon." >it's not far, but she doesn't need to tell you twice to hurry >it's pretty much a sprint, trough which she's entertainedly flying by your side >"...You aren't the fastest kind huh?" she pokes you once you're in the basket "What do you mean?" >"Well you run pretty slow for your size." "Well try using just two of your legs. I'm not saying I'm the fastest human there is, but I'm not slow either." >"I'm not saying that I mind." your mistress grins "Tank wasn't-,.. I uh,. nevermind." "Oh yeah, tortoises aren't too fast aren't they?.." >"Yeah, but don't..." "Don't, what?" >"Don't bring him up." >this time she isn't grinning or donning any of her pretended smug expressions >she looks dead serious "...Okay." >and you're remaining pretty much quiet for the rest of the ride >it's not like you were looking for striking another conversation with your mistress >usualy it's her that won't shut up, but now she's just staring into the sky >and a minute or two later, she flies away from the basket, without saying a single word >she isn't far though, just sitting alone on top of the balloon >kinda strange behavior of her,.. >but it's not as if you'd care >once the basket touches the ground, she's back, acting as if nothing, just her eyes look a little red >probably from the wind >"Hey let's go, it's this way." you're pulled out of the basket, in the direction of a crystal castle/tree thingy in the middle of the village >one thing that looked pretty off from the start, as if it didn't exactly belong there >don't like it for some reason >but it really seems you're actualy heading inside now "...What is that thing?" >"Aww, just the Twillight's castle. She lives there." "Okay,.. that's not strange at all." >"She's a princess, you know?" "THE Princess? One that's responsible for what happened to Earth?" >"No.. she's just a princess of friendship. And a good friend of mine. You'll see." >you could ask a milion more questions, since you're still confused and somewhat angry >but you've decided to leave it be >and once the big crystal door open... >"Hey Twillight!! You're home?" >from around the corner pokes a head of a purple mare with an equaly purple, disheveled mane >>>"Rainbow? Hi, what's happened? Is it the map again or..-" >the so called "Twillight" goes silent for a second upon noticing you behind her >>>"...So it's true..." she chuckles, stepping from around the corner, revealing she's really an alicorn >just a smaller one than the one you saw on TV, way back when the first contact happened >>>"...You really did bring a human from your trip. Sorry I didn't visit earlier, I was a little busy studying." >"Why doesn't that surprise me..?" laughs your mistress, walking towards her friend to greet her "How's it going..?" >>>"Oh, you know, as usual... books." Twillight grins "But I guess you're here for some spells." >"Yeeah... I mean, I don't know anypony who could do that better than you." you're being pulled forward, in front of the alicorn "This is Anon, I need something permanent for him to walk on clouds." "Um, hello..." >>>"So you need to enchant the collar, do you?" she's pretty much ignoring your greet >"Not the collar. I was wondering whether you've got any old horn rings or something else to slip on his hand." >>>".....Why not the collar?" >"Well he isn't gonna be wearing that all the time." >>>"Well he should. They are savages you know..?! I've heard from Celestia about things they done and even personaly saw photos from their slaughterhouses all over their planet. ...I'm not even really sure he'll be a good pet for you Dash." >"He's a little rough sometimes,.. but I still like him." grins your mistress, somehow possesively wrapping her hoof around your leg "And don't worry, I can handle his temper even without it. ...We tried that already, haven't we?" >the question was towards you "Yeah..." >>>"He already attempted to attack you?!" >"I told him to.~ And I might do that again, it was fun." the blue mare chuckles >>>"Oh you're playing with fire Rainbow,... but I'll leave that judgement up to you." >"Yeah... So, do you think you have something to enchant here or should I check the market first?" >>>"Well I think I have some unenchanted horn rings stashed around here from when I was studying magic supression. I'm sure some of them will fit.." >"Awesome! So should I help you look?" >>>"Nah, that's fine you can wait somewhere around. I'll be right back." the alicorn trots away >"Alright, I'll be in the map room!" >and your mistress is leading you to a big hall with a round table, surrounded by 6 chairs >on one chair there's the same emblem as on her flank, so she sits there >you sit on the table next to her, in the leash's range "So... princess of friendship... doesn't seem to be THAT friendly." >"She's just a big nerd, but she's got heart in the place." "Hmpf..." >"What?" "Nothing..." >the blue mare was about to say something, but she's interrupted by her friend barging in the room >you're given an angry frown, right when the alicorns's eyes set onto you >"...Anon you probably shouldn't sit on the table." your mistress informatively tugs on your leash >so you quickly jump down and squat on the floor next to it >>>"So,.. these are all have left." Twillight levitates a stash of metal rings, spreading them onto the table, in front of Rainbow Dash >"Anon, gimme your hand, let's try these on..." >and from all those, about three fit your ring finger pretty well >"Hmm,. which one do you like?" "....Me?" >you're kind of surprised she's asking you >but her nod confirms it "So I can choose huh?" >"Suuure." "Then,.... this one." you're pointing at the sturdy looking one in simple silver-y/mettalic colour, without any jewelry on it "It looks practical." >"That's my man." the blue mare soars around your to friendlily punch your shoulder >>>"Okay, I'm gonna need him to come with me now." >"I'll go too." >>>"It would be better if you wouldn't. I'll be uh-..... let's say the less distractions there will be in the room, the better." >"Uhh, okay then. I'll just wait here." >>>"It'll be just a minute." >and the purple mare is taking you to her working room >for some reason, you're having a bad feeling about this >once the door are shut and you're standing by the workshop table, she turns at you >>>"Now listen, if you ever hurt my friend, you're gonna regret it, understand?" "I think you've got it a little mixed up. -Your friend is the scary one here." >>>"What the hay are you talking about?" "Don't you know she's like a fricking dominatrix?" >>>"That's total nonsense. She's just going trough tough time." "-Yeah, I know, she lost her tortoise." >>>"You better not take this lightly! They were inseparable.... She hasn't even finished her mourning and suddenly you're here." "Look I didn't ASK to be bought as a pet-" >>>"I don't know what she's seeing in you, but you should NOT abuse her kindness. Alright?" the alicorn doesn't even consider listening to what you have to say >you have over hundered arguments about how hypocritical it is to expect you, caring about feelings of someone who bought you as a mere thing >in a fucking discount >but instead you quietly frown at her and nod because you feel like you can't exactly win anything here in this debate >>>"Good, now let's get to work." Twillight takes the ring from you with her magic and levitates some crystal next to it >then, after some charging and mumbling something to herself, a magical aura joins around the two objects, shining a brief flash of light before it settles and she slips the ring back on your finger "What was that?" >>>"The magical echantment cannot last on living beings, since animate bodies constanly grow and renew. For a long term spell enchantment, it is recommended to use an inanimate object to hold the spell and wear it as an accessory..." she's annoyedly citing some book "No, I meant what was the crystal for?" >>>"Where do you think I get the energy from? Myself? As if I wanted to drain my own lifeforce for spells like these... You're way too curious. There's a good reason why magic isn't for humans.... Let's return you back, since it's done. And remember what I told you. This is a warning." >upon opening the the door, your mistress is already eagerly waiting behind it >"Sooooo? Was it succesful?" she's excitedly standing on the tips of her hooves >>>"Of course, these are basics for me." smiles kindly Twillight >"And what will it cost?" >>>"Nothing, that's fine." the alicorn drags Rainbow Dash closer "But promise to stay safe okay? And be mindful around him, you don't know what he's capable of." >"Oh, suure." Rainbow Dash smiles carefreely back "And thanks a lot big for the enchantment, I owe you." >>>"Don't mention it... Anyway, I'd love to invite you for a tea or something but-" >"You're busy, as always, I know. No biggie." laughs your mistress "So guess we'll go then. Say, bye Anon." "Yeah, bye..." >>>"See you Rainbow." >"Bye bye!" >and you're finally outside again >"How cool of Twillight to do it for free, isn't it?" "Sure, she's such a sweetheart...." >"She doesn't like you huh? Doesn't trust you..!" your mistress nudges you, grinning in amusement "Not a bit... But why would YOU trust that I won't do anything? Aren't you scared I might kill you in your sleep or something when you won't expect it?" >"Nope. You're not the killer kind, I know it." "How can you be so sure..?" >"Fluttershy told me before I even bought you. She can read creatures like that." "And you trust her this much?" >"Yes... Because she's right. Isn't she? I can tell it from you as well. You would never do that, even if you wanted." "Think I don't have a stomach for it?" >"It's the other way around... I dunno how it was among humans, but among ponies, ability to kill isn't regarded as something to be proud about." "Funny you were so quick to use deadly force." >"Humans attacked US first! ...I wasn't there, but Princess would never send troops without a good reason." "Still she's more of a killer than me then, isn't she? The white shiny mare that pretends to be an angel but she brings death and-" >"Hey, stop, okay?!" her hoof's covering your mouth to make you shut up and to emphasize on that, she raises her wing, letting you see the button she can press >then she lets go and softens again >"...I'm not saying everything that happened is okay." "Then why don't you set me free?" >"I can't do that." "Why?" >"Because I want you here. You might see it's not that bad here,.. with me." she smiles at you >you aren't saying anything, just turn away your eyesight >"You'll see in time...." the mare softly fondles your thigh and she's walking forward again >you're both pretty much silent for quite a while >two steps behind her, you're glancing around the strange, still new world >but for some reason, your eyes always end up back upon her >whether it's the leash, or some unconcious need to study the visual look of your owner >you're feeling like you still can't escape her for some reason >wish you could tell what's really happening in your head >the more you're trying to not think about her, the more your mind's cirlcling around the subject of your mistress >maybe there's some brainwashing device in that collar as well... >but your pondering is interrupted by a realization that you're not exactly heading back to the balloon or the Rarity's boutique to pick up the clothes "....Where are we going right now?" >"Behind Ponyville, for you to have a little walk. ...I can even unleash you there." "Just like that?" >"You can't outrun me Anon." your mistress laughs "..We're almost there." >really, once you pass around the last house, there's an open field of grass with an occasional mob of trees and a bigger forest in the far back >pretty much no ponies around >and just like promised, she's letting you go >"....So, do you play fetch or anything like that? How do you humans get entertained?" "Well, certainly not like dogs." >"Well what DO you play? Oh wait, I know! We can wrestle like we did before! That's your kinda game, isn't it?" "Trying to pin each other on the ground?" >"Yup, and it was fun for me as well... You wanna give it another try?" she's already taking a stance of a playful cat, in a shade of a big tree growing nearby >hmm... "Actualy,.. why not?" >at least you'll learn how to fight these creatures better >"How rough?" "Uhh,.. normal, just like before." >"Just like before? Oh, so you want it rough, do you~?" the mare's grinning coquettishly "I meant, the way it started. Not ended." you frown >"I know, I'm just playing with you." she chuckles "But come at me!" >when she's on all four like that, it's actualy a lot harder to start an attack upon her >it would be best if she made a first move >but she doesn't look like she will >you might have a chance if you got to her from the side and "capsize" her over like a boat >so you make a quick sidestep, springing your hands towards her >but she's quick to dodge, slipping trough your legs and she's already behind you >of couse, you're turning around to face her as soon as you're noticing what she's gonna do >yet, it only helped you to get pushed into your chest instead of your back >in the last second you're reaching towards her hoof to drag her down with you >and you've actualy managed to grab onto the appendage and regain your balance! >gripping her limb, you might even have an upperhand >so you're holding onto her and pulling down with all your might, while she's pulling away, desperately flapping her wings >oh boy, this time you know how to- >but her hoof slipped out of your hand >and all the weigh you've been using to keep yourself steady,.. is now pulling you back >the worse, when you turn your head to see where you're falling, your cheek is met with a bark of the tree right behind you, crashing directly into it >thanks to the tree, you're still standing though >except not for long >before you react, the mare's jumping onto you from behind, pulling you down on the ground and pinning you just like she did before >you're given a smug grin as always, before she notices the lightly bleeding scratch on your cheek >"Hey, you're hurt.." you mistress reaches out her big, orange tongue to slide it over the whole right side of your face, licking those few drops of blood away and covering you in her saliva "W-what are you doing?" >"Disinfecting your wound, silly." she chuckles, letting you go and even offering you her hoof to help you up "....That was a good fight there Anon. Not many could come even this close to outwrestle me.~" "...So you're like a part time soldier or something?" >"Nah,.. but I've always been a trouble maker. ....What about you?" "What do you mean?" you lean your back on the tree and sit down >"Well,.. where did you learn to fight like that, or-... -Or just basicaly say anything about yourself,...I want to know you better." you could almost swear she's blushing while saying that "Well I-..." >it caught you a little of guard, that she would care >so much you can't think of anything right now desu >...or what if she's gonna use it against you? >"....Gosh, you barely speak, considering the gryphon had you silenced to make you shut up. I was looking forward to some conversations." "I-I'm sorry Miss Dash, but I-" you stutter >"You're affraid of me, aren't you?" she puts her grinning face uncomfortably close to yours, bumping into your nose "No I'm not." >"Yes you are! That's so cute!" she giggles, closing the space between the two of you by sitting right next to you, affectionately leaning her head onto your shoulder "But you don't have to Nonny, as long as you have some discipline, we're gonna be best friends.~" >and with a content exhale, she closes her eyes for a few short seconds >only to open them once again, glancing up at you: >"So, wanna try it again?" >fuck "Oh, alright then..." >so you're spending upcoming half an hour in fights, trough which you're losing over and over again >can't say you're liking it >but each time it feels like you're reading her movements a little better >and after like 12th try... >you've found yourself on top of her, holding her on her back >she probably couldn't even press the shock button right now >"Oh wow! You did it!" she's grinning, watching you pant exhaustedly above her "...What are you going to do with your mistress now, huh?~" >her frisky giggles and tail flickering between your thighs is enough to know what are you going to do >you're about to let her go, seeing she might be actualy liking this >and your muscles are already softening on your grip when your body stops listening to you >there's some magical aura around you that's restraining your movements and lifting you up "Oh for fucks-" >then you're being thrown agains the tree again "Ow!" >it wasn't a big crash, since you were flying only about a meter, but it definitely left you stunned for a second >only to see some stallion unicorn, rushing towards Rainbow Dash >>>>"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" >"Did I ASK you to intervene?" she barks at him, quickly helping you up from the ground >>>>"Well,.. No. I thought..." >"I can handle myself, no damsel in distress here!.. colt... Come on Anon, let's go." you're being quickly leashed again and led away from the confused stallion >.... >"That was kinda my fault... Did that hurt?" >you thought she's angry because he interrupted her kinky situation >but she looks as if she genuinely cared "Nah, I'm just a little bruised... And it was the nosy unicorn's fault..." >the last part seemed to have turned her concerned frown into a thankful looking smile >and she softly brushes herself over your leg she's now walking next to >before happily turning her gaze up into the sky >... >.....she probably wasn't lying when she sad she likes you >you're just not sure you want that in the first place >she's pretty creepy sometimes or straight up lewd >and possessive >but other times so nice.... >all of this is so confusing >but you shoudn't get too accustomed, because this isn't your final destination in life >you're gonna find your way out of this sugarcoated nightmare >"-Hey Anon, we could visit Rarity for that clothing from yesterday. I almost forgot about it." "I didn't..." >"Then why didn't you remind me?" your mistress laughs lightheartedly, changing the direction back to Ponyville "We've almost left without it." "I thought I don't have to." >"Oh, you have to.~ It's you who cares so much about fashion." "It's not about fashion, I-" >"Yeah, yeah, the fear of n-a-k-e-d-n-e-s-s!" her chuckles are getting even more amused "..You're a weirdo, you know that?" "The feeling's mutual..." you grumble unintelligibly >"What was that?" "Nothing." >"But I heard that one." the mare's grinning "Thanks." "...For thinking you're weird?" >"Well I like you for all the weird stuff." she slaps you from behind with her wing, before she soars up to you neck to unleash you "...Enjoy some freedom while we're still outside the village. I probably should have done that a few minutes ago already." >so you're free to roam around whereever you want while slowly making your way towards Ponyville >but it's not like you're exactly running from tree to tree, inspecting everything like some kind of mutt >just absorbing the sun's warmth and walking leisurely a few steps away from your owner to feel like you don't belong to her >then, when the you're starting to see first houses and more than an occasional pony figure that's giving you the looks, you're being leashed again >pretty much without a word, your mistress soars in a circle around you, clipping it to your collar and then lands back on your right side >can't say you're too thrilled about it >it's true she left you pretty long time without it >but now she's keeping you short and close >until you're finding yourself in front of Rarity's boutique >...one of the nicer mares >>"Rainbow Dash! And Anon! Come in, I was SO eager to see how my work will fit on an actual human body." the white unicorn's levitating about six pieces of clothing at once and pulling even more from the closet >"Rarity!... That's a big lot of clothes right there..." >>"I know! When I made a first one, I got so excited I simply had to make more! Come on, try them all on!" >"Alright Anon, you know the drill." your mistress pulls down your toga before you react, leaving you standing there naked >again >for some reason it's not hurting your pride so much anymore, just really annoying you >can't say whether it's for the good or bad, that you got so used to being manipulated by her >but there's already an unbuttoned shirt flying your way to put on >the white mare made you three of them, each with different pattern, but both of them with a rainbow stripe on their right sleeve >same goes for the three kinds of pants: one shorts, one jeans-y looking ones and one yoga, saggy pants >>"I was inspired by the toga you came in here! Do you like them?" >it actualy took you a second to realize the question was not towards your mistress, but you "....They're really comfy. Thank you." you're cracking a smile towards the marshmallow mare >>"Very welcome.~ And these are the last two pieces." >and she's giving you a jacket that's looking like it was made of leather, but it's probably some imitation >nonetheless, it looks rad >just doesn't really fit with the saggy pants, - would suit a lot better to the jeans you tried on before >but there's already the very last piece flying your way >you caught it just before it hit your face >it's... a brown poncho with some magenta pattern around the sides and a bright rainbow stripe along it's right side >the material looks purposely rugged while remaining soft >it's giving you visage of some kind of pilgrim with the shirt in similiar style, bare feet and loose yoga pants >you kinda like the look though, as strange as it is >plus, it's incredibly comfy, almost as if you wore nothing at all, just the poncho's tassels softly brushing over your skin >>"So what do you think?" "I really li-" >"Oh the jacket before was sooo COOL, Rarity! He looked pretty dangerous in it, like a real bad boy. Totally rad." your mistress interrupts you "..I dig the poncho." >the designer blushes flatteredly over both of your compliments >>"Oh, I'm really glad to hear all that... I know Dashie, how you're obsessed with rainbow things, so I added the rainbow stripes so that you two would fit together! This way will everypony recognize he isn't stray or anything like that. And I've been using accent colors that fit to your eyes too!" >okay, now you're noticing there's a lot of magenta on these clothes, mostly used in patters or small details >but it's definitely been used often >not sure you exactly like that >"That is so thoughtful of you Rarity! I mean, I don't really care too much about fashion, but I really like the rainbow stripes! ...Plus we already had a few incidents with ponies, so I'm glad to have him marked like that." >>"Oh my, what happened?" >"Today there was a misunderstanding from some wannabe white knight. And yesterday some punks attacked him, even though he was on the leash! Poor guy.. but he fought fiercely. ..Didn't you Anon?" "Yea..." you frown that you have to agree with her about something for once >>"Oh well, hopefuly there will be no more of that in the future." >"Certainly not from the same ones." you mistress chuckles "But how much do I owe you? It's a few more pieces than I expected." >>"Rainbow, please, don't bother yourself. I was happy to try this and I even got an idea! Since I learned some basics about human body and clothing, I could start exporting to areas where they're more common by now. I'm sure there will be plenty of new opportunities for me and my sense of fashion!" >"Hey, that sounds like a good idea. Still, I'd feel pretty bad if I didn't give you anything. ....You'd be the second one today." >>"How could I bear the element of generosity if I wanted money from you for something so trivial? That's nothing, really." smiles Rarity "Especialy if it might help you get over your loss..." >"Y-yeah..." your mistress chuckles nervously "Anyway, I- we should probably go. So thanks again for all this Rarity. I really, really appreciate it, but I guess Anon here does even more." "I do. Thanks miss Rarity." you even very gently bow her way >>"A chivalrous one." the white mare giggles "I heard humans were brutes, you were really lucky to pick this one, Rainbow." >for some reason that makes your mistress give you an evil eye and she's pulling you outside even hastier >"Okay Rarity, really gotta go now, bye!" >>"Bye bye!" >you've only managed to wave before the blue hoof pushed you outside the door "Hey, what gives?" >"What gives?.. Nothing." "Are you like jealous or something?" >"No... But I bought you, not Rarity." "I just said thanks." >"Yes, but the way you said it. Ugh, nevermind, let's go." >your mistress seems to be mostly lost in her thoughts for some time >but she's soon back to her usual >went to a market to buy some food for the lunch you're going to make once you're back >this time she decided it'll be spaghetti, because you mentioned that you know how to make a homemade pesto >couldn't have had it easier >so you made a lunch, under her supervision of course, just like yesterday >and once you're both sated, she has another little nap before she's gonna fly away again >leaving you in her house all alone >but before the evening she's back >"Hey Anon!" >somehow she's able to catch you off guard when you least expected it, so you yank and almost fall out of the window you were gazing out of >"Easy there.." your mistress chuckles, pulling you back by your new shirt "How you've been buddy?" "Fine I guess." you're eyeing at your new sketches on the table behind her "....You?" >"Real good, because I'm awesome.~ Visited my little sister and she's eager to meet you tomorrow." "...You have a sister?" >"Not by birth,.. but I do consider her a family. ...Anyway, there are probably no leftovers today are there?" "Reheated spaghtetti would be disgusting. There's still some pesto left though." >"Hmm,.. well but I think I'll have a peanut butter sandwich today. Can have pesto tomorrow,.. or day after it. Cause today, I have a sweet tooth!" "....Alright. I'm on it." you're about to head to the kitchen >"I didn't say you have to. I can make those myself... But you can help me! Since you're so eager to serve.~" she grins, brushing herself over your leg as she walks past you >goddammit you still can't get over all this smug emanating from her >but you're still following her to the kitchen >soon you're stocked with sandwiches, enough for tomorrow's snack as well and after you're both filled, you're being invited to her bed again "...So, this is how's it gonna go every day?" >"Well I'm not gonna be reading you every single day, especialy when I learned you can do that yourself." your mistress smirks "But I guess you won't need a separate bed after all. Just like T-.., I mean, you're clean enough for mine and it's pretty big for both of us." >you cringed internaly, as your hopes for privacy in sleep just shattered >but on the outside, you're just: "Uhh, okay then." >but she still might have noticed that you aren't too happy about it >maybe it's the reason why she so amusedly waved her tail around you before she went to the bathroom >she must be still thinking she can break you to like her over time >we'll see about that ... >... hating her less is what she might archieve >that night you're falling asleep in a similiar manner as yesterday >except she dozed off first this time >so you made a little more distance between the two of you, hoping she won't try to hug you again if she can't reach you >and close your eyes, only blinking one last time to see her face on the other side of the bed, softly illuminated by a moonlight >the image is buried in your mind a few seconds before your thoughts wander away >goodnight Anon, you're wishing yourself like every other day >... >.... >.. >that morning, you're being awaken by your mistress, softly caressing your head with her hooves >upon squinting your eyes her way to see what's going on, you're given a soft smile >a bit unfitting to her personality >but then she smirks and quietly leaves the bed as if nothing ever happened >you're still slowly coming back to your senses the next few seconds >and once you're ready to get up, you're joining her in the kitchen for a small breakfast >some apples and carrots, what would you expect from horses >still, it was the sweetest apple and the best carrot you've ever had >that day you're being introduced to Rainbow Dash's so called sister >"So Scoots, that's him. What do ya say?" you're being presented to the tiny filly, on the outskirts of Ponyville >kinda thought she would come for a visit to the cloud house, but instead you had to fly down via balloon again >>"He's so cool, Rainbow Dash! What kinda stuff can he do?" >"All kinds of things! You wouldn't beleive, but for the starters he could say "Hello." the blue mare nudges your thigh >you don't exactly feel obliged to greet every damn pony that your mistress is talking to, but she keeps reminding you that it's not exactly up to you "Hey kid.." >>"AWESOME!!" Scootaloo sits in amazement and her jaw drops "I had no idea they can talk!" >"They can do so much more They're not like the pets Fluttershy has availible here. And he's certainly wayyyy more rad. Maybe even more rad than the eagle. He's just a little slow but-" >>"Tank was slow too!" >"Yeah,.. I know." your mistress frowns for second, then dons a smirk at her sister "...Anyway, he keeps surprising me all the time. Everypony says humans are too savage to be kept as close pets, but Anon here is not just docile, but pretty well behaved too." >>"Are they carnivorous?! I heard they are!!" >"Nah, the gryphon who sold him to me said they can survive on pretty much anything we eat. But I heard they used to eat meat, back then before our troops came to Earth. Twillight said she had even seen the massive slaughter houses! It was supposedly so filled with blood there wasn't anywhere to drain it anymore so the whole building had to be brought down and buried undergroud!" the blue mare's spookily raising her hooves to emphasize on the scariness >the story doesn't sound too true though >now only there must be some way to drain it, but they couldn't just bury a whole complex >or could they? >>"Oh gosh! And what did they eat there?" >"Ponies!" >>"Hwaaaaah!" the filly hides behind your mistress when you glance at her "...You know that's not even all true...." >"Maybe, but it's a cool story. Come on Scoots, Anon wouldn't hurt a fly." your mistress chuckles, then softly raises her wing to reveal the remote control to your collar "Isn't that right Anon?" "Sure is..." >"See? He's just this big teddy bear. Sometimes he gets grumpy and rebelious, but he's a totaly harmless. And he can be sweet too sometimes. ...Wanna play with him while I quickly go get some things from the market?" >the filly checks on you curiously, as if she scanning you whether she should trust you or not >and then >>"Of course! Yay! Anon can you lift me up like I was flying?!" >huh "Sure, I guess." >that was pretty quick,.. or she just really trusts her big sister >"Alright Scoots, I'll be right back. Then I'll show you how can he wrestle too!" your mistress is about to fly away, but she stops to soar closer to you ear "Seriously Anon, be nice. If you were to hurt her anyhow, you're dead understand?" >and she's off before you even open your mouth to answer >left alone with the small filly >having to carry her on your shoulders, playing silly games,.. >pretty much as babysitting any other kid >you don't actualy mind that, she's even calling you "Mr. Anon", probably because you're three times bigger than her >it kind of takes you back to times when some of your relatives brought their kids to family events and you were that cool uncle who was willing to lift them and spin them in circles like a merry-go-round >you used to love that shit too, when you were little >come to think, you'd be a fucking great dad too... but there's actualy pretty small chance of that ever happening now >wonder what happened with all the human children... >but you're trying not to think about it right now >... >it was your mistresses sudden threat towards you that was a little surprising, haven't seen her this protective about anything yet >so you're extra careful with this child specificaly >over those few minutes alone with her, you're realizing she can't really fly, even though you could swear you saw even smaller pegasi do that >funny "Hey kid, how come you don't fly by now?" >>"I uhh, well I should be, but I guess I'm a little behind others..." >from her expression, it feels you might have accidentaly hit a soft spot "I'm sure you'll get there eventualy. Those who bloom late, bloom the farthest." you smile >and the filly smiles widely back >guess you've earned some extra points >anyway, your mistress is soon back after that, checking onto you >"So, had fun?" >>"Sure did! Anon is great and he's so strong!" >"Oh yeah, he might be, but strenght isn't everything. Wanna see me defeat him in a wrestle?" >>"No way!" >"We'll see... Think you can repeat your last victory Anon?" you're given a smirk >the.hell.you.can >at least that's what you're thinking >but after two minutes, you're finding yourself pinned under her once again >did she let you win that time before? >>"Whoa! Can I try?" >"I don't think you have what it takes Scoots,..yet." grins your mistress and tousles the filly's mane after standing up from you >the two mares are talking and occasionaly interacting with you for some time until they finally say bye to each other and you're left alone with your mistress again >at least when she's alone, she doesn't have a need to show you off and she's back to her usual >didn't think you'd ever be glad for it >now she's taking you for a leashless walk again, just like yesterday >suppose it might be an everyday event >wouldn't even mind >on the way, you've randomly bumped into another friend of her's >somewhat mentally damaged, but surprisingly likeable pink mare that gave you a cupcake >a very short, but kinda pleasant encounter >the cupcake was fucking yummy >and on the way to the balloon, you're seeing Fluttershy again >eager to know how you're acclimating "I'm... getting by..." you answer a little shamefuly over slowly getting used to your pet life >>>"Oh I'm so glad to hear! I knew from the start you were such a good boy, you'll just need a little time to get used to all this strange new surroundings. Is Dashie treating you right?" >"He's getting the best treatment in town!" grins your mistress proudly instead of letting you talk for yourself "I bet those two humans on applefarm aren't getting all this luxury Anon has." >>>"But those two are from completely different dough than Anon here. I heard one of them tried to attack poor old Granny Smith so he could run away. If it wasn't for Applejack nearby, who knows what would happen. You wouldn't do that Anon, would you?" the yellow pegasus soars up to stroke the beard on your chin and nuzzle your nose "Well I,.. definitely wouldn't punch an elderly I guess." >"Of course he wouldn't, he's rebelious sometimes, but he's a softie.~" your mistress grins soaring at your eye level "Aren't you Anon?" "I'm not a softie, would you mind..!" >"See? Exactly." she giggles, tousling your hair and stroking it a few times >the yellow pegasus softly giggles under her hoof as well >>>"Well, I'm glad to see my guess was right. You two are adorable!..." >when a white bunny, that was uptill now hidden in her mane, emerges to pull on her ear and he's pointing towards the market >>>"Oh, I promised Angel to buy him some carrots and he simply cannot wait... Would you mind if go now?" >"Sure, get the little rodent something to snack on." laughs Rainbow Dash "I already bought something for lunch, so I won't be joining you though." >after saying your goodbyes ,you're on your way home again >to make the mentioned lunch out of new ingredients >this time it's a little more complicated than spaghetti, but nothing too hard >while cooking, you're being closely supervised again, occasionaly even asked questions about what and why you're doing certain things >the more you cook here, the more it feels she's really just extremely curious about your culinary work and isn't exactly looking for something to criticize >also, she's constanly tasting in the process >you kinda hate that but,... whatever >can't exactly tell her to fuck off >each day you're realizing it's making things a lot easier to just let her have her way >in most, if not all things >because she always HAS her way in the end... >whether you like it or not >but other times she's being sweet and caring >certainly can't say you're liking her though, since she's still treating you with little to no respect at all >but you're getting used to her being around most of the time >to all the commands >to all the "forced" intimacy >to all the embarassing comments >to all the kinky gestures... >about that,... >it's as if she thought that the more she's gonna weave herself around you, you might start longing for her body >except it's not happening >or is it her, that's holding herself back around you...? >anyway, she's like a dog that barks but doesn't ever bite >so it's not weirding you out as much as it used to >in the meanwhile, you're still hoping to devise some kind of plan to escape of course >you're just a little stuck at where to even begin >it would be great if you had someone, anyone you can trust here, that would help you >but as nice some mares seem to be there, none of them would actualy want to set you free >their alligance lies with to their kind and their friends >though, this "loneliness" is what's driving you to never give up and still beleive you'll find a way of escaping one day >to actualy belong somewhere once again >because this can't be your "final destination" >to admit your place is at your mistresses side, like a loyal dog >apart from what she thinks, she can never trully "tame" and break you into liking her >that's the last thing, filling you with some kind of freedom.... >she'll see >...