Title:           Heart Things: Chapter 1
Author:          MutualTaco
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First Edit:      Wednesday 7th of May 2014 03:30:31 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 7th of May 2014 03:30:31 AM CDT

>You had no choice.
>A creature several times heavier and larger than you, with magic at its disposal slowly dragged you towards her.
>The teal glow spread over your body as you were frozen in fear.
>Like a stubborn dog being dragged to a bath, the pony slowly pulled you closer to her.
>You desperately grasp at the door as it get further and further away from reach.
>Your shoes slowly skid across the laminated wood as you whimper.
>”Come on... I won't bite, I promise.”
>You make eye contact with her, reluctance and fear in your eyes.
“I-I know you won't, you all swallow us whole!”
>Rolling her large eyes, she sighs in annoyance.
>”Look, if I wanted to eat you, I would've done that a long time ago.”
>Getting ever closer to her, she opens her legs in an awaiting embrace.
>Her once tired face transforms to one of excitement.
>Inches away from your destination, the glow releases you.
>Your last feeble attempt to scamper away was met with two thick limbs wrapping around your torso.
>The fuzzy legs arrested you and drew you into her soft center.
>She rubbed her cheek against your head as you shivered in fear.
>Though her body was far more comfortable than any bed, you refused to calm down.
>She pinned you against the sofa and her, with the pony's pliable body flowing over you.
>”You're shaking... are you cold?”
>No, you're shaking because death is currently cuddling you.
>Best not upset the creature that can gobble you up in a second.
“Y-y-yes... I am...”
>With a voice lined with desire, she whispers into your ear.
>”Well then, don't be shy, snuggle up to me.”
>You obey by shifting yourself deeper into her coat.
>Warmth radiated from her belly as the cushioned furniture below you helped retain the heat.
>Taking a few deep breaths, your body starts to calm down.
>She notices this, giving a throaty chuckle.
>”...See?  Not that hard, right?”
>While your body has stopped shivering, your mouth continued to stammer out words.
“Y-yeah...”
>Positioning herself in a much more comfortable position on you, she lies on her side.
>Still wrapped up in all 4 of her legs, she presses you against her plush body once more.
>”Oh, I guess we should introduce ourselves, huh?”
>You nod your head in agreement.
>”Well, I'm Lyra.  Lyra Hearstrings.  And you?”
>You gulp audibly, hoping your name was to her liking.
“A-Anonymous... but you can call me Anon...”
>You look up to see a wide grin, enough to encompass your entire body.
>”Nice to meet you, hopefully we can get along, right?”
>Her smile only telegraphs the anticipation of your answer.
>Ears straight up, body tense and hooves pressed around your form.
>The hooves searched around your body, almost analyzing you.
>You couldn't say no.
“Of course...”
>With that, she tightens the embrace, the coat hair tickling at your skin.
>The itchy sensation is quickly removed by her tight hug as she rubbed her body against yours.
>”This will be great!  I promise to take great care of you.”
>Interrupted by a yawn, you see her large mouth open wide above you.
>Thin strings of saliva broke as she maintained the loud yawn.
>The red cavern illuminated by the moonlight only gave you a glimpse as to what laid beyond her soft exterior.
>Her odorless, hot breath rolled over your skin, leaving a cold chill in its wake.
>You begin to shake at the sight she accidentally presented to you.
>Disappearing into a pony's mouth was low on your list for ways to die.
>Though, Lyra did not seem like a bad one.
>Time will tell.
>”Oh I'm sorry, did you prefer to be under me?  I think you're cold again.”
>Shaking your head, you willingly wiggle closer to her.
“No, it's alright.  I like it like this.”
>You wrap your arms around her to punctuate your sentence.
>Humming happily at your response, you feel her entire body relax around you.
>Her legs lay limply around you as her chin rests against the top of your head.
>”That's good, especially since you stopped stuttering.  Wouldn't want you to catch a cold.”
>She sighs deeply as she closes her eyes.
>”Well, good night Anon, I'll see you in the morning.”
>You stifle a yawn before scooting close to her.
“Good night Lyra, sweet dreams.”
>She gives one last laugh before drifting off into a slumber.
>Mumbling to herself, you barely make out her last words.
>”No dream can be sweeter than this.”