He was sleeping again, just because he didn’t have a lot else to do. Drinking puddle water, laying on pillows, dozing away. The forest had taken a lot out of him too, just wandering around, getting hunted by things in the darkness, getting tired and hungry in general. He found something that tasted sort of like cheetos, which he happened to dislike, but anything salty and cheesy was good at this point.
So he woke up only mildly hungry, fading from uncertain dreams to an unfortunately familiar voice saying, “Who the heck is this?”
“I don’t know!” an even more unfortunately familiar voice said in a louder much more feminine tone, “You don’t know who she is?”
“Ssh, you’re waking her up!” the male voice replied more quietly, as somepony who thought she was a lanky human dude yawned and stretched an arm out, figuring he must’ve left the TV on again marathonning ponies. But he couldn’t find the remote and his hand felt weird—
He struggled up—no, she he was a she now. She struggled up, lifting her head and opening her eyes to stare owlishly at the two staring back at her. Both of them had much more of a right to call their stare owlish stare than she did.
She relaxed then, ears going down as she said flatly, “Oh, great. It’s the snowflakes.”
“But... it’s not snowing?” the pink pony bird hybrid with the blue crest said with a very confused expression in her narrow beaky face.
“What are you talking about?” the blue cat bird hybrid said, not to Silverstream the hippogriff, but to... her. The other her.
“Nothing,” she griped lowly, somewhere in pitch between the blue and the pink one, “Sorry I just got uh, lost in the Everfree forest. And I followed the river until I saw um, this place. You girls wouldn’t know how to get to Ponyville would you?”
“Oh, well actually,” the happy pink hippogriff named Silverstream said helpfully, “He’s a guy, not a girl.”
“Woah, really?” the green filly asked, looking Gallus’s way incredulously, where the griffon was definitely blushing, “My bad, man.”
“Yeah, well...” Gallus said defensively, “It’s been a really weird year for me okay? But I am definitely a guy, yes.”
She had no idea what the hell she was doing. “Right, yeah, no problem,” the filly said, “So... Everfree forest... Ponyville?”
“You just follow the path,” Gallus said easily, “They keep it pretty well maintained.”
“Oh, yeah, the path,” she said, ears going flat on their own, “Across the rope bridge.”
“Something wrong with the rope bridge?” Gallus asked uncertainly.
“No, it’s just me,” the green filly grumbled, “See any wings by my sides?”
“No?” Gallus said in confusion, looking at her sides as the filly slid off the pillow she was hugging to sleep, and started to scoot up onto her hooves again.
“Oh my gosh, she’s afraid of heights!” Silverstream declared in shock, “Just like you’re afraid of tight spaces!”
“No,” the filly and the gryphon both said flatly at once.
“I’m afraid of the rope bridge,” the filly said, grunting as she tried to figure out how to rock up to standing again, “That I’ll slip before I get to the other side. It’s not that bad.”
“Well I’m not scared of tight spaces as much anymore, either,” Gallus insisted grumpily, “And it’s kind of embarassing when creatures keep bringing it up!”
“I’m not scared as much of something too!” Silverstream declared in fascination, “So we’re all not scared as much of what we used to be! And that means...”
She trailed off at that, rubbing a claw under her pink beak.
“Well, sorry for bothering you,” the filly said, finally managing to stand, “I guess I’ll just go that... way...”
Then it occurred to her that she was a female, and Gallus was a male. So outside of the fact that he had in theory a shlong that could make her give birth to Silverstream, he was also much taller than her. She’d always been a little tall for a guy before. Looking up at the very tall, very male Gallus, made her feel... girly.
Then she noticed that Silverstream was a lot taller than her too, just as the hippogriffiness exclaimed, “What? By yourself?! But you’re just a filly!”
Oh, right.
“Maybe I’m just... short... um,” she said less confidently than she’d have liked to, “I’m not sure exactly how old I am.”
“You don’t know how old you are?” Gallus asked skeptically.
“Point is, I walked here on my own,” the filly retorted, “And I sure as hell can fucking walk back on my own.”
“Sure as what?” Gallus asked.
The filly fishmouthed a moment, before saying, “Hay. I uh... m-meant to say hay.”
Rolling his eyes, Gallus let her off the hook saying, “Ponyisms are weird.”
“We can’t let a foal walk back on her own,” Silverstream said worriedly.
“Aren’t you two both foals?” she asked critically, though size-wise it was...kind of obvious that she was way younger.
“Technically,” Gallus said in a defensive manner, “We’re just not adults yet. But you look a lot younger.”
“How about we accompany you?” Silverstream suggested excitedly, “We can return you to your parents!”
“W-why would you want to do that?” the filly asked uneasily, not really sure how to explain that she didn’t have parents, not pony ones at least. Should she even explain it?
“It’s just the right thing to do!” Silverstream uttered pleasantly, as Gallus looked the other way and sighed, his subtle crest drooping.
“Yeah, yeah,” he said grumpily, “Let’s go.”
“Oh, um...” Silverstream demurred looking at Gallus nervously.
“What’s wrong?” the filly asked in confusion, and both of them blushed at that.
“N-n-nothing,” Gallus replied, strutting away stiffly, “Let’s just go.”
As they were headed down the stairs, the filly having a difficult time of it which didn’t help her case of being able to travel through the forest alone. Silverstream was fluttering around her anxiously, looking like she really wanted to try and help, but instead saying, “So, who are your parents? What’s your name?”
“What’s your name?” the filly countered, looking the pink hippogriff in the eye.
“I’m Silverstream!” she said happily, “And he’s Gallus!”
“Yep,” Gallus said, from where he waited below at the bottom of the stairs just in case, “Just a couple of students at the School of Friendship.”
The filly made it down one more step before Silverstream got in her face again and repeated, “What’s yours?”
“My name’s uh, Green...” the filly said, looking down at her fur and trying to think of something better than just being called green, “...Dream,” she concluded. “Green Dream.”
“Pleased to meet you, Green Dream!” Gallus called up, “Are you sure you don’t want one of us to carry you?”
“I went down these stairs twice before,” the filly now apparently named Green Dream replied, “Just give me a sec.”
At the bottom of the stairs, the filly heaved a sigh of relief, then started walking her two pairs of legs to catch up with the two half birders who landed a short bit in front of her. As they passed through the now open doors out of the courtyard, she asked, “So, where are the other...er...” wait, she wasn’t supposed to know about that yet, was she?
“Why are you two here... alone?” she politely rephrased.
“W-w-well we’re just, you know, just hanging out, you know,” Silverstream said nervously, fluttering up in the air a bit as she blushed and looked the other way.
Green Dream looked at Gallus, who also blushed and said, “Yeah, just hanging out. We’re uh, friends, heh.”
She looked from him to Silverstream, than from the hippogriff back to the griffon, then exclaimed in shock, “You two came here to fuck!”
“To what?” Gallus asked in honest confusion. Oh uh...
“You know, to make little...” Green Dream looked between the two in confusion again, saying, “Actually I don’t know what kind of babies you two would make together. Would they just be all bird? Or does it switch back to being a straight pony, or a...?”
And now both of the other two were totally blushing beet red and looking the other way from each other.
“You mean to tell me,” Green Dream said in outrage, “You were gonna accompany me through the Everfree Forest, and get me home to my parents, and give up your chance to have sex? How many chances do you get to come out here alone?”
“L-let’s just,” Silverstream said meekly, but Green Dream interrupted, saying,
“No seriously. How often do you get to come out here alone? Do your friends know you’re here?”
“Once a week or so,” Gallus says irritably, “We’re not doing anything though. It’s just private!”
The barest moment to process all that, and Green Dream was trotting stiffly back to the courtyard.
“Where are you going?” Silverstream asked in confusing, fluttering up beside her.
“Back to the tree palace!” the filly declared intently.
“We’ve gotta take you to Ponyville though!” Silverstream protested.
“Ohh no,” the filly stated, “We are going back into that palace, and you two are going to make sweet love together to your heart’s content!”
“Look, seriously,” Gallus said, swooping down to lift the filly right up into the air, telling her, “You think we’re gonna do—do anything, with you there?”
“Just go off in a room,” Green Dream whined, “I can find something to do.”
“We’re not doing anything,” Silverstream said through her heavy blush, “So we can just take you to—”
“Okay, look,” the filly said, stopping and glaring up at her, “I already know your big secret. I could go back to Ponyville right now and tell all your friends and your parents that you’re coming out here to have sex. So it doesn’t make any fucking difference if you do what you came here for. Go ahead and get all his griffon babies inside you, because what am I gonna do, tell on you twice?”
Silverstream hovered there speechlessly, as Gallus said in a cautious casuality,
“The filly has a point.”
“It’s okay,” Dream assured Silverstream as calmly as she could, “Just go do whatever you were gonna do together. Enjoy yourselves! I can wait.”
“Well... okay, but...” Silverstream said nervously, “This is really weird.”
“Gallus is about to put his dick inside you, and you think this is weird?” Green replied unsympathetically to Silverstream’s mortification, “I’m not taking no for an answer! I’m just gonna sit around here, while you two do whatever, and I’ll clearly have no idea what you’re doing, whatever it is you want to do.”
“Ohh I just... it just seems really...” Silverstream vaccilated, until Gallus said,
“She’s right. She can already spill the beans, so we can do whatever we want now and it’s still her word against ours.”
Silverstream looked at him pensively.
“Plus I kinda wanna put my dick inside you,” Gallus added smugly.
“Oh Novo, I can’t believe I’m doing this...” Silverstream said faintly through her blush, “I’m the... the luckiest hippogriff in the world!”
“Don’t worry about it,” Green Dream said approvingly, “Just go have fun with him! Be that um, mare that your butt started wanting you to be.”
“It did at that,” Silverstream said incredulously, “So we can just...”
“Just go do what you were gonna do,” Green replied, “I’ll wait upstairs until you’re done. Then we can all go to Ponyville.”
“O-okay, so I’m just gonna... I’m just gonna...” Silverstream said in nervous but growing excitement, “Come on, Gallus! Let’s... just do... s-stuff in the treehouse.”
“Right, just hanging out, and having fun,” Gallus drawled, walking in the front door of the palace, “Nothing special.”
“And...!” Silverstream squeaked as he left, in a conspiratorial whisper to Green Dream, “Making babies!”
The hippogriff blushed then and stepped back, then gave an excited squeal of delight, and scrambled into the trunk of the tree palace, closing it behind her.
The filly listened at the door for a bit at the pair’s excited chattering inside, then murmured to herself, “Wonder if I should’ve asked to watch?”
She started up the steps then with a pleased feeling of having done someone a serious solid bubbling up in her chest, remarking, “Nah, that’d give me too many details to incriminate them with. No hurry, anyway. I bet they’d totally let me watch if they got to know me. Maybe even...”
Halfway up the stairs, she looked back at her own green hindquarters. Blushing, she trudged higher, grumbling, “I bet he has a cat dick anyway.”
The sounds drifting through the door to the room they were in were kind of hot even to listen to. Intense grunts from Gallus and increasingly urgent squeaks from Silverstream, that meant he was inside her right now, getting ready to cum. Green Dream sat there, rubbing herself by humping on her hoof until she was wet, murmuring, “Yeah, give it to her...”
They went on for quite a while, Silverstream eventually squealing out, “Oh yes, Gallus! Put your babies into me! Yes! Yes... Unh... yes...”
They both fell to silence then, and Green Dream got wetter just thinking about the two, about Silverstream getting fat with Gallus’s child. Then she jerked up in shock at a sudden shriek from Silverstream, just “AaaaAAAAH!”
Then silence again. Masturbation forgotten, Green Dream said distantly, “What the fuck was that?” They were both chattering quietly together again after that, and Green Dream figured they were... finished, so she went back into the other room, where she found a pillow to sit on.
Of course then they started again. It was pretty obvious this time, with neither of them trying to keep the noise down. The filly found herself just listening to them fondly, and a bit enviously, as the two lovebirds eagerly humped together. Silverstream gave another unholy shriek, followed by silenc. Then Gallus started doing something that Silverstream really appreciated, without making any noise himself.
And then Green Dream was laying there on a pillow getting straight out bored. Gallus was all “Want it in you,” all sexy like, just saying fixedly, “In... in... in...” just like he did a while ago.
“I really am a fucking filly, if I’m not jerking it off to this right now,” the filly said in a disaffected tone, trying to rub herself between her legs again. She wanted to just listen, or whatever, especially when instead of shrieking this time Silverstream just gave a loud husky moan. But she was also curious if she could... rub herself to climax. So she did... ish.
It was taking way too long. It just felt pleasant to rub at her new nether lips. Were hooves not dextrous enough? Maybe she wasn’t good enough with them? Well she felt a little tingle growing in her, and hopefully squeezed her hips around her foreleg. That foreleg was about as close to a penis as the filly could manage, so when she pulled it away from rubbing, her round little groin felt shockingly open and unencumbered. Blushing, she inspected her hoof, finding the fur matted down by definite lubrication.
“I should have a huge boner right now,” the filly murmured, touching between her legs down there. She was just... soft there, no boner to be found. “Maybe it’s just harder for girls to do it. I wonder what a penis would feel like in there.”
Silverstream and Gallus were just giggling and murmuring to each other beyond the door by now, so Green Dream stayed in the other room, trying to rub herself to climax on the soft green fur of her foreleg. She was laying there, humping her hips on her own hoof, blushing and panting harder, pretty soon. There was no denying something was happening to her, even if it was hard to manage. She only wanted to think about humping now, and how colts could put themselves inside her.
The door in the other room opened then, and Green Dream yanked her foreleg away from her crotch, wiggling around to curl up against the pillow, as if she was just sitting there minding her own business, when Gallus and Silverstream came in.
“We’re all uh... we usually just hang out at this point,” Gallus said uneasily, “And we probably should be getting back anyway, so...”
“Don’t worry, cutie!” Silverstream said with delight to the pensive little filly, “He put all his gryphon babies inside me. We did everything I wanted to do, so much. So you’re not getting in the way at all, if we take you back to Ponyville now. Isn’t that great??”
Blushing, Gallus said to her, “If you keep telling everypony all about it, we’ll get in huge trouble!”
“Why’s that?” Green Dream asked curiously, “Because you’re not married? Or is it that you’re too young?”
“Iiiit’d be both,” Gallus said warily, “So please don’t tell or anything. I know we’re just being stupid about it, but... I just started wanting it one day, and she just...”
It was pretty clear to the green filly that these two were new at this sort of thing. “Just like Silverstream started getting the urge to put you inside her?” she prompted, looking at the hippogryphonness.
“Oh, well...” Silverstream said, with her own blush, looking away.
“See, it’s natural!” Green Dream insisted, “When you get the urge again, she’s gonna get the urge again too. Then you both go off and cum in there. Then the babies come out, I guess.”
“It’s so weird feeling this way though,” Silverstream said in confused fascination, “I just started looking at boys and you know, wanting to put them inside me! I guess that means I’m an adult now?”
“Not for a few years,” Gallus confirmed, “That’s one reason we have to be so... sneaky about this. It is weird, though. Like, I don’t feel like it, then my dick comes out, then it’s all I can think about.”
“Getting inside her,” Green Dream prompted cheekily.
“Let’s just get outta here before this gets any weirder,” Gallus said in a tone of severe unimpressement.
“Hey, having sex isn’t weird!” the filly protested.
“No, but talking about it with some random filly is,” Gallus retorted.
“...fair enough,” Green Dream said, turning for the door out of the tree trunk, “I’ll stop bugging you about stuff I’m not supposed to for now. Just curious, fam.”
“What’s fam?” Gallus asked.
“Family,” the filly replied, then frowned and added, “I know it doesn’t make sense. But enough not-making-senseness. Let’s blow this fucking joint!”
She froze in place on saying that, then called overhead, “Uh, no offense!”
If any offense was taken, it sure didn’t suck her life force out of her body and drop her withered husk discarded to the ground.
“Why would we take offense?” Gallus asked in confusion.
“Not you,” Green corrected him, “The Tree of Harmony! She’s probably laughing too hard to manifest an avatar, but she can totally hear us right now.”
Gallus opened his mouth to retort, then stopped, then closed his mouth, and looked overhead with increasing dread, “Oh dear sweet Grover we did it every time in here,” he said in horror.
“Yeah, she’s real familiar with you and Silverstream’s mating behavior,” Green said cheekily, “Having all that underage sex inside her? Don’t worry I’m sure if she objected, she’d have told you about it by now. You remember the last time you managed to piss her off, right?”
“...no?” Gallus asked cautiously.
“Er... well...” Green said briefly panicking as she didn’t want to show her power level just like that, “She just seems like the kind of... tree who’d... you know, go a little overboard in testing you to see if you could overcome... stuff. I dunno, just a hunch.”
“Oh, yeah,” Gallus said, noticeably paling, “That.”
“She’s an ancient being, but she’s been alone for most of her life,” Green Dream said sympathetically, “So give her a break if she wants to wait and think about what to say. That’s just the impression I get. Heck, maybe she’ll wanna join in next time!”
The other two blinked as the filly winced, saying, “And uh, remind her how fragile fleshy critters are, if she does.”
“How do you know so much about the Tree of Harmony?” Gallus asked suspiciously.
“Because I’m her holy avatar born from her heart and given flesh!” Green Dream declared proudly.
Then at their jaw dropping amazement she relaxed and said sheepishly, “No, I just found this place when I was wandering through the Everfree, and I was listening to someone talking about it in Ponyville. Don’t they teach a class on the Tree of Harmony at your school?”
Gallus is the first to recover, saying, “Oh, yeah, heh.”
“That would be really freaky if it was true!” Silverstream said in astonishment.
“It’d probably be really bad too,” Green Dream said worriedly, “It’s important she stays a tree and makes fruit and all, because if she turned into a pony or something, I don’t know what would happen to this place. Not everyone has to be a pony, after all.”
“Yeah, that’s really... that’s uh...” Gallus said, looking troubled, then he called out overhead, saying, “Thanks for uh... letting us do that in you, and not getting us in trouble!”
“We’ll be back later, to do it some more!” Silverstream called out assuringly.
“Silver?!“ Gallus whispered at her in outrage, but giggling, Silverstream pranced gayly out the door.
As they emerged from the courtyard of the tree, there was one thing Green Dream was sure of. The Equestria that she’d been brought into was the one that needed her in it most of all. She was gonna breed all the creatures, and next on her list was a green furred filly who’d never felt a cock inside her before. Being too young to get pregnant, but not too young to enjoy it, Green Dream was at just about the perfect age to fuck as much as possible. She wondered which god’s dick she had sucked, to get this much of a new chance in life.
"What are you doing?" Silverstream asked, approaching the filly gazing proudly off into the distance.
"Just deciding where I'm gonna piss," Green Dream confidently replied.
"You can't even say 'pee' like a normal filly, can you," Gallus said, unimpressed.
Peeing was just about the easiest thing she'd done since turning into a pony. She figured it would be, but yeah it totally was. After she bit her big black tail to pull it out of the way, Green Dream just released her aching bladder like normal, she felt her girl parts moving oddly, and then pisss, pee started bursting out of there, in actually a coherent stream, not that she was looking or anything. She suspected shitting would be even easier, wondering if she should eat any of this grass growing around the ruins.
"Probably like irradiated or something," Green Dream grumbled, as the flow of piss trickled off, and her... labia? Her junk back there wanted to flex kind of weirdly when she tried to get the last bit of pee out. Was that winking or something else? She wasn't sure winking would be quite that conscious of an action.
"Alright, all done!" she said cheerfully, sauntering back to where the two were waiting for her around by the rope bridge. "Anyone else wants to mark their territory, you better hot foot it!"
"What?" Gallus asked, cautiously.
"Nothing, just psyching myself up for that bridge," Green Dream said, glaring down the hill at it.
"You sure you don't want us to carry you over?" Silverstream asks with worry.
"I made it before on my own," Green Dream said, "Just spot me, and catch me if I fall. I'm probably just worried over nothing."
Walking across the rope bridge the second time was easier. It was terrifying at first to go down the hill right to the bridge, but once she was on it, Green Dreem was pretty much already past the tilted part. And she'd been walking pretty steadily all morning, with a rest afterwards, and then a nice relaxing time cheering on Silverstream and Gallus who were actually super into each other for some reason. Being the only students with beaks probably played a part in it.
Soon they were walking down a normal, well groomed trail, that broke the woods in half to either side of them. Just a bunch of nice, easy, ordinary walking, on all fours, with four hooves on Green Dream's part. No yawning ravines, no creeping through underbrush. The chirping and whistling of the jungle around them didn't seem as malicious this time, especially not with Green Dream surrounded by her two new friends, a pony bird, and a cat bird.
"So who're your parents?" Gallus asked, as they walked along, "Did they teach you about uh... sex and stuff?"
"My parents are uhm..." Green said, trying to explain it when she didn't even fully understand it, "elsewhere," she settled on eventually. Mostly, she focused on pumping her little legs to keep up with the other two lanky teens.
"In Ponyville?" Silverstream asked hopefully.
"Oh, no," Green Dream replied, looking up at the hippogriff from staring down at her hooves, "I'm going to Ponyville to talk with Twilight Sparkle!"
"Principal Twilight?" Gallus asked curiously, "Why do you need to talk with her?"
"Because she stranded me in the fucking Everfree forest!" Green Dream said vehemently, "She probably doesn't even know it!"
"What? How??" Silverstream asked in bubbly confoundment.
"I dunno," Green Dream mused darkly, "All I know is she appeared in my window. Then my apartment uh, imploded. And then I woke up in the Everfree Forest. She's literally the only clue I've got."
"Where was your apartment?" Gallus asked, "What city did you live in?"
"I lived in a city called... uh..." Green Dream paused in her walking, until the other two stopped and looked back at the confused looking filly standing there with a puzzled expression.
"Okay, you don't just forget what city you lived in, right?" she asked them, as if they knew the answer, "I think it was Detroit? Didn't I move though? Uh, St. Louis? I know it wasn't Kansas City anymore."
"Huh, that is kind of weird," Gallus observed, "Maybe you were just new to the city. Sounds like your parents moved around a lot."
"Yeah... sounds like," Green Dream vaguely agreed, and they began walking again.
"So do you have a special somepony?" Silverstream asked Green Dream excitedly, on the way. "You know..." the hippogriff added slyly, "Somepony you do sex things with?"
"Just because she knows about it doesn’t mean she’s old enough to do it," Gallus said chidingly, "I don't think she's having those kinds of feelings yet."
"Oh, no it does work for me, I mean I am physically capable of penetration," Green told Gallus a bit nervously, "I don't have anyone to do it with though."
"Well, I'd do it with you," Gallus said smugly.
"Gallus!" Silverstream said in offense.
"What? I would," Gallus said with a shrug, "Don't tell me you'd be jealous if I did?"
“No, but... she’s just a filly!” Silverstream protested.
“Well I’m not that big, either!” Gallus counter-protested.
Blushing at the thought of him "fitting" in her, Green Dream said, "Yeah, but the spines..."
"It'd get stuck, yeah," Gallus admitted, "And well... only one way to get it out, right?"
“Eh, I’ll try it sometime,” Green Dream said reluctantly.
“R-really?” Gallus said in surprise.
“If you’re willing!” Green told him, “But there’s no hurry or anything. You just keep fucking Silverstream for now. I’m gonna have to think on how I’m gonna end my virginity.”
Gallus raised an eyebrow at the filly as he walked, saying, “You are not a virgin.”
“I am can you believe it?!” she protested, “It’s terrible! Doesn’t even seem possible. Someone like me? But... then I wake up every day, alone, and... yeah I’m... still pretty young, so I got time to... take my time still. If I hit sixteen and still haven’t found anyone else to fuck, I will ride your dick until I’m giving birth to Silverstream.”
“W-w-what?!” Silverstream asked in a disbelieving laugh.
“It’s a dumb joke,” Green said rolling her eyes, “You’ve got a pony’s hind legs, and a pony tail, and pony hooves and everything. But the front of you’s more like a gryphon. Hippo means horse, so you’re a hippo... griff, get it?”
“I... don’t think it works that way,” Gallus said skeptically.
“Dumb jokes don’t have to work,” Green Dream protested lightly, “But I can’t imagine how else Silverstream’s people came to be. Way back in the day a gryphon fucked a pony, she got pregnant, and... a hippogriff came out. One in a million chance, so it doesn’t happen often, but you know I’ve got the best luck about that stuff.”
“Huh... maybe it could work, actually,” Gallus mused.
“It’s so weird!” Silverstream said excitedly, “I never realized I’m half pony, but it’s true! My hooves are like, pony hooves! Lift up your hoof Dreamy!”
...Dreamy?
Green Dream stopped, lifting a hind leg as Silverstream clopped hers against the bottom of it saying, “See? Yours are smaller, but wow! I have a fuzzy pony butt!”
“Yours is fluffier, and your hooves are darker,” Green Dream protested weakly.
“You seriously never realized this?” Gallus asked Silverstream dryly, “I’m half feline, and I’ve known that my whole life.”
“Yeah, that’s kind of hard to miss when you’re... pulling outta me,” Silverstream said resentfully, “Well I haven’t known that my whole life. Two years ago I didn’t even know what legs were!”
“Oh, that’s right!” Green Dream said in surprise, “You used to be a hippocampus!”
“I haven’t been one in a long time, actually!” Silverstream realized, fingering the iridescent pearl on her necklace, “But I was born down there, so I grew up with just fins. They say we were all originally like this, with the hooves and claws and walking, but I came out a seapony, and... y’know, it’s just weird sometimes. Like why were we half pony and half griffon originally?”
“Yeah, your whole body changing, that must have been totally crazy,” Green Dream said, trying not to roll her eyes.
“Maybe that’s what it was though,” Gallus said thoughtfully, “Maybe your queen used that pearl to change you all once before, to give you... pony butts for some reason.”
“You two ever do it as seaponies?” Green Dream asked curiously.
She didn’t get an answer for a few seconds until Silverstream finished inhaling, and shouted eagerly, “Gallus! We have to go swimming right now!”
The hippogriff ran ahead of the other two, looking back and shouting, “Come on you guys, let’s go!”
“This is your fault,” Gallus muttered as he just kept walking along.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Green Dream said smugly, chin high. She wasn’t thinking about looking smug though, mostly just trying to cover up her surprise at how easy it was to just talk to these two, without even getting rejected or condemned. Was it because she was a cute little filly? Or was she just in a universe full of awesome people who took her bullshit in stride?
She really hoped it wasn’t just these two.
The forest didn’t peter out this time, so much as abruptly end. The three of them walked out into a beautiful, sunlit meadow, surrounded in a cradle of impossibly tall mountains so misty in the distance, it was impossible to see the other end of the valley. Green Dream’s heart fluttered as she saw the majestic candy colored horse birds flitting about between the white puffy clouds up there. She immediately recognized the Ponyville clock tower on the right, and Fluttershy’s cottage across a steep banked creek to the left.
The forest they entered subsequently was thin and sparse, with deciduous trees that looked decidedly un-jungly. Not a vine to be seen. The first sounds of civilization Green Dream heard besides Gallus and Silverstream was the lowing of cows, standing around a long, tall barn they passed just munching on grass. Of course they were fucking enormous, and Dreamy wasn’t about to stare or anything, but she came up to like their fucking calf! Well maybe not that bad, but she definitely was a calf, so to speak.
The forest thinned further, to gently rolling hills, beyond which Green Dream could see a few colorful tents in the distance. She could hear a bird singing off somewhere behind them, and a whisper of wind in the trees, but it was so very quiet here.
The filly could feel the sun warming her... ass. Which was a novel experience for her, because even as a human her ass was always covered. “Buncha anatomically correct nudists,” Green Dream hoped in a quiet mumble to herself, taking a look at Silverstream’s little pink pony slit below her ass, and Gallus’s fuzzy blue balls. Everyone all just hanging out like that would be fucking incredible, she thought.
She saw some ponies on the ground, as they headed up to a bigger creek thing, but Silverstream said, “Okay, here we are! Can you find your way from here?”
Stopping and looking up at the hippogriff in confusion, Green Dream said, “...no? Where’s Twilight’s castle?”
“It’s um... north of town,” Silverstream said in a flustered tone, “You just go past town hall across the bridge, and you should start seeing it pretty soon. It’s hard to miss!”
“Don’t I know it,” Green Dream had to giggle at that, “But heh... why aren’t you coming with?”
“Oh, well, just...” Silverstream waffled fluttering in the air, fiddling with her finger claws, “The lake is right over that way, and...”
“Say no more!” Green Dream chirped approvingly, “You guys go have fun, and uhm... remember that ponies can’t see what you’re doing when you’re underwater.”
Even Gallus blushed at that, saying, “You are the most sex obsessed filly I’ve ever met.”
“I didn’t even say anything about sex!” Green Dream protested, “You could play nice, normal games under there, or have freaky hippocampus sex right in front of everypony’s nose without getting caught. Whatever you want! Can you even get it up a second time so soon?”
“W-well, I...” Gallus stammered unsurely. Silverstream cut in for him instead, grabbing his arm as she hovered there, saying,
“Only one way to find out! Let’s go!”
“Don’t worry about it,” Green Dream assured him, as Silverstream fluttered up higher, impatiently, “Go have fun!”
“Yeah okay,” Gallus said, crest drooping a bit. “See you later sometime, and... remember you promised not to tell.”
“Your secret’s safe with me,” Green said confidently, “Now go have fun.”
Gallus turned and flapped up in the air to fly after his friend, the breeze from his wings ruffling through the filly’s ebony hair as she watched them go.
“I’m so gonna laugh when they end up hatching an egg together,” Green murmured indulgently to herself, then turned to face the bridge again. It was a big bridge, a broad arching causeway of stone across a creek that was almost a river, flowing swiftly underneath. Green walked up the bridge, and over to the side, climbing her forelegs up onto the railing and looking curiously down into the water. She looked over her shoulder as a couple of ponies crossed the bridge behind her, without even giving her a second glance.
She realized just how incognito she was, biting her lower lip excitedly and clopping down to look around. She was a pony among ponies. She didn’t stick out. She wasn’t getting glares, stares, or scared looks. She could just... walk around here, and nopony would know that she wasn’t supposed to be inside the pony show. She was... like these ponies! And she definitely missed her hands, but it was kinda nice to be like these ponies, no fear in offending any of them just for existing.
All that walking around had made the filly hungry, and she wondered if the grass here was safe to eat. She wondered if it was illegal to eat it or something, to keep ponies from defoliating the whole town. That seemed like an impossible prospect, because as Dreamy’s little clip-clip-clop hooves started thumping on the dirt again instead of clicking against the stone bridge, she could see gardens and shrubbery all over the place.
She walked up to the huge, gigantic Town Hall, even for an adult pony, where the courtyard the big building was in was pretty clear of foliage. But beyond the houses over there, and over in that yard over there, and in pots and planters everywhere, greenery spilled over into the otherwise packed dirt she found herself walking through. She wondered if Ponyville turned into a mud puddle when it rained.
Not spending a lot of time at town hall, she sighted the bridge she came across, then followed the line from there to beyond the town hall. There were ponies walking around, so she could totally ask directions if she got lost. Otherwise, she just wanted to fucking explore this place!
She passed the Ponyville Day Spa. That one was on obvious big pink tent-shaped building with that sort of feminine big-eyelash pony on the sign out front. There was an outright park on her left, bordered by those straw roofed cottages the village was filled with, but broad and grassy inside, with a few walking paths laid out, and a bench that a pony was even sitting on, normally not like Lyra.
Green Dream’s hooves felt softer and less dusty as she walked along the grass on the border of this park. She looked around self consciously, then craned her neck down to try biting off one of the larger looking tufts at her feet. Well, hands, but whatever. The thin blades tickled as she masticated them, quickly turning to a teensy little bit of fibrous mush. It tasted like grass. Not too incredible, but it’d be cool if she could actually live off this stuff.
Continuing on, Green Dream got confused by a set of stone aqueducts, whose contents smelled less than pleasant, unable to work out her way across at first. As she walked alongside them, she saw a friggin giant sparkling pink and blue crystal palace like right over there. “Well that’s obvious,” she said as she passed the building that’d been obstructing her view. “Wonder if Twiggles is home. Bet she’s in Canterlot or some bullshit.”
Green Dream kept on going, and the castle was even bigger than she thought, because it took her a while to reach. It was so weird passing all these giant ponies twice her size. Her little legs were working like crazy just to move around compared to their relatively serene and lanky stride. It was kind of cool when a pony passed her though, with their tail held high in a way that Green Dream hadn’t yet figured out how to do, and their blue, pink, brown, white, or red-furred mare bits right there on their cutie marked bouncing butts. Stallion bits were a... little more interesting, if only because she actually had a chance of getting fucked by them like this, but it didn’t look like there were a lot of stallions.
“Heh... I’m gonna have to share my dude, I guess,” Green said softly to herself, as she walked along, “Or maybe this town’s just a hotspot for mares. Or maybe all the dudes are in Celery’s harem, or died in a war or something.”
She paused nervously at the sight of a bunch of foals running by. It wasn’t the CMC, just some of those background fillies, with no colt among them. Nervously, because they might actually take notice of her and not just ignore her walking about. The foals kept on going though, laughing together as they quickly trotted down another street then behind a building.
“Be nice if I could go to school again or some shit,” Green said to herself looking after them wistfully, “Good chance for me to make a few friends and break a few laws, and find all those colts. No way I could pass for an actual filly, though. Ponies aren’t that stupid.”
Shaking her head to clear herself of such a notion, the very pony, very filly, and very female Green Dream kept on walking until she got to the stairs of the big fucking crystal palace. “That thing does not look structurally sound,” she remarked, looking up the “trunk” of the edifice, to where its balconies spread out like leaves in a tree. Except without the leaves. It actually looked kind of like the Tree House of Harmony, except without the leaves. “Fucking stupid...” she muttered with a soft laugh, then climbed her way up the steps and was faced with the front door of the palace.
Bam, bam, bam, her hoof resounded, knocking against the door she reared up on. She settled back to her haunches then, waiting for it to open. Then she knocked again, settling back as someone inside was like “Okay! Hold your horses. I’m coming already!” as he ran up.
“Hey, Spork,” Green Dream greeted the familiar voiced green and purple dragon who pushed open one of the doors, “Twiggles and I need to talk.”
“...Twiggles?” he asked, incomprehension in his slitted, reptilian eyes.
“Any chance I could see the Princess of Friendship?” Green Dream asked instead of explaining the obvious, “She fucked up again, and destroyed my apartment, and I’d really like to know what’s going on.”
“She... destroyed an apartment?” Spike asked blankly, “I don’t remember anything like that. How long ago was this?”
“Like yesterday,” Green replied, “It was an apartment in a different world though. Has she been world hopping? Playing with portals? Fiddling with the flux capacitors?”
“I have no idea what a flux capacitor is, but she has been pretty busy with a big project,” he replied thoughtfully, while Green contemplated if he had one or two dicks, and if she could take them both, “How did it destroy your apartment though?”
“I’d really like to tell her, because she’s the one who fucking saw me,” Green Dream said humorlessly, “All I know is I saw her in my window, then the whole apartment just fucking imploded. Like spaghettification or some shit. And then I’m stranded in the Everfree forest like this.”
“Wow, that sounds... really bad,” Spike said, with a look of not so mild horror, “You should talk to her right away then, because I don’t think she... said anything about spaghettifying anypony’s apartment!
“Are your parents mad?” he added, looking around behind the solitary filly, “Why aren’t they here?”
“It’s a long story, so lemme in so I can tell her too,” Green Dream said frankly.
“Sure, no problem. She’s in her study I think, so c’mon!” Spike declared, then backed away from the door, pushing it open enough that Green Dream could just walk in there. She took a few steps, looking around as he closed it behind her. The floors were opaque again, but the walls were scintillating translucent crystals glowing in the sunlight that filtered through them. Big tall ceilings, long empty hallways, like a dozen doors to a dozen rooms when only a few of them could possibly be in actual use.
Spike ran on past her, and Green Dream blushed as he did, feeling kind of silly for standing on all fours like this, especially next to someone running on two. He had to wait a few times before he figured out she was slow as hell at walking, and for a moment she considered asking him if he wanted to ride on her back. Definitely not the right size for that though. The dragon was practically as big as she was. So either he wasn’t a baby, or she was. She distinctly remembered looking in the mirror and seeing soft green irises, with white sclera, rather than just buttonlike pupils, so she couldn’t have been much younger than five.
“Hmmm hmhm...” she idly hummed again, as her legs moved one after the other, in such a weirdly different rhythm than the bipedal dragonling. “Hmm hmm hmmm... hmhm...” Looking around at the arching crystal pillars leading to a towering, gleaming roof overhead.
“Whatcha humming?” Spike asked curiously.
“Oh, uh, it’s a song I heard in another crystal palace,” she told him vaguely, “Very regal and technoid.”
“Another crystal palace?” Spike asked curiously, “They have a song playing at the Crystal Empire now?”
“No, that place is real,” Green Dream replied, “I just heard a song about a fictional one.” Frowning, she added, “Probably fictional.”
Spike led her down the grand hall to one of the many doors in it. How he knew this one was the correct one, Green Dream couldn’t fathom. But he pushed the double doors open, stopping her outside as he stepped into the room, looking back at her.
“Alright, I’ll just let her know you’re here and that she might have accidentally destroyed your... apartment,” Spike said cautiously, “Be right back.”
He went in through the two doors, as Green Dream sat there on her haunches again. It didn’t feel odd to sit on the smooth floor on her haunches, oddly enough. So she stood up enough to get her foreleg under her, feeling out her vulva down there and stuff, and then sat down again, wiggling her butt to try and take note of them pressing into the floor.
“Heh... thought they’d be more sensitive or something,” she remarked to herself.
Spike opened the door into the study again, saying, “Come on in!”
Standing pretty easily after like the sixth time of practicing it, Green Dream squeezed in through the door Spike was holding open, close enough to the dragon’s green scaly plated belly to wonder if he’d feel cold from being cold-blooded, or warm from his fire breath, when he totally railed her. Green Dream may have been a teeny little bit sex obsessed.
She walked into a library, of course. Crystal shelves full of tons of books, with crystal tables and wooden cabinets on the walls for some reason. The majestic queen dork herself was standing there looking for Dream’s entrance, her wings held conservatively at her side as she smiled and said, “Hello there. Seems like you have a problem, that I’m supposed to have had a hand in?”
“Yeah, you remember yesterday when you were hopping worlds or something, and you phased in front of a window?” Green Dream asked cautiously, “Where you saw some tall, bipedal, human dude in there, sitting on his couch and jacking off to pony porn?”
Twilight looked... oddly confused at that statement, saying, “Jacking off?”
“Yeah, you know, spanking the monkey, choking the chicken, polishing your hot rod, beating your meat, shaking hands with your wife’s best friend... masturbation?”
Turning beet red, the princess demanded, “Where did you learn all those... phrases?”
“Internet,” the filly replied with a shrug, “I’m not actually a filly, see. I’m that dude you saw. I just wanna know why the hell my apartment imploded, then sucked me into Equestria, turned me into a little filly, and dumped me off right in the middle of the fucking Everfree forest?”
Spike was also blushing, if looking a little bit... confused. Which was totally understandable.
“Your apartment? Imploded? What?” Twilight asked in spread winged consternation, “I didn’t do anything like that! What are you talking about?”
“Well maybe you didn’t, but I know you fucking saw me!” Green retorted hotly, in her little girl’s voice that sounded about as intimidating as a furious squirrel, “And then it just fucking imploded, and took me with it. What the hell were you doing?”
“Are you talking about my manyverse research?” Twilight asked in confusion, “It’s all theoretical! I haven’t done anything concrete, and even if I did it would be strictly for viewing purposes. It’s far too dangerous to interact with such things! Is this about the presentation I gave on the Pillars?”
“I... no?” Green Dream said, in confusion herself, “If you didn’t see me, then who the hell was in my window? They looked just like you, they saw me fucking cum all over the floor, and then they disappeared.”
Almost tiredly, the filly recited, “And then my room imploded, and sucked me into it. Then I woke up in the middle of the Everfree forest, as a little filly. So what the fuck happened? Am I like this forever? Why am I a pony, and why am I a fucking girl?”
Twilight stared, speechless, then declared angrily, “Really, filly? Really?!”
“What?” Green Dream replied, trying to back up and just falling onto her haunches.
“Did somepony put you up to this?” Twilight asked in aggravation, “Tell me somepony put you up to this.”
“Nopony put me up to anything!” Green shouted back, “What are you fucking—”
“I know you think you sound like a real adult,” Twilight drawled with a roll of her eyes, “When you went and looked up all those big, grownup words. But you just sound like a smug little filly with a bad mouth who got it in her head for some reason that it would be a good idea to trick me into transforming her into a—a colt? Why would you even want me to do that?”
“I don’t want you to transform me into a colt!” the filly protested, “I want you to transform me into a grown fucking man! And a human, not a horse!”
“Why?!” Twilight demanded in utter exasperation.
Green Dream opened her mouth to answer, but then paused because wait, Twilight could change her into anything? She was just scared of getting pregnant, but... if she was too young to get pregnant, then should she do it now, or...? But... hands?
“You don’t even know,” Twilight declared aghast, tossing her mane back and strutting away from the filly, “How about you go back to your little friends, and tell them that you’re lucky I didn’t take you home to your parents, and inform them of what a dirty mouth you have!”
“You don’t believe me!” Green Dream blurted in outrage, staring at the purple princess’s very fertile ass in frustration. “You don’t fucking—!”
“Of course I don’t believe you!” Twilight declared, turning to glare back at the filly, “Because it never happened. I was never outside any “fucking” window, and I have never even seen a human outside of pictures in a book.”
“What I did see,” Twilight continued, turning totally to face the filly again, “Was a bunch of little foals listening to me talk all about the mysterious Void between worlds, and the possibilities of other worlds, when I gave that presentation on the Pillars of Equestria at your school last month. I see a filly who saw that lecture, or heard about it from her friends, and got it in her head to pretend to be some kind of trash talking human stallion, so that she could pull one over on the Princess of Friendship.”
Less angrily, Twilight pleaded, “What you are doing is wrong. You don’t prank ponies by lying about stuff like that, and trying to get... terrible magic done to you. And swearing is just rude! If your friends set you up to this—”
“I don’t have any fucking friends, you total bitch!” the filly shouted back, “I can’t believe you’re fucking denying it. What am I gonna do, get you in trouble with the Y-police, for when you saw my dick cumming all over the—”
Abruptly the filly’s mouth was pulled closed with what sounded like a zipper. Then she found herself summarily lifted off the ground by her neck, and instead of choking, she just hung there, kicking her legs weakly and trying to shout at the princess as whatever was grabbing her pulled her along after Twilight. The princess walked stiffly out of the room, down the hall, and straight up to her front door. Green Dream was then tossed unforgivingly down the steps of the palace to land on her butt on the dirt outside.
“Go. Home,” Twilight informed the filly in dangerous tones.
“Fuck you!” Green shouted back, finding herself able to speak again, immediately struggling to get herself in a standing position, “Fuck you and your stupid fucking ass—!”
“Go home,” Twilight repeated more quickly, “And if I ever see you and your filthy mouth around Spike again, there’ll be trouble!”
She pulled her head in and closed the solid doors with a thud of finality.