>You are Anon, or at least that's your pony name.
>Who you use to be doesn't matter anymore.
>Not like you mattered anyway.
>As you munch on your daisy sandwich, you look over the school grounds.
>Cause if being a pony wasn't had enough.
>If being a kid version of a pony wasn't bad enough.
>If losing your cock and balls, and you had to have a candy vag, wasn't the worst of it.
>You had to go back to school.
>Yeah losing your family jewels was the absolute worse of the situation.
>Especially since you agreed to come here.
>First you knew nothing of horse land, and what better place to learn then school.
>Second, it gets you away from Twilight.
>She's not all that bad, just really annoying with the questions and everything.
>Third…
>Something just poked you.
>Turning your head to your left you see a filly sitting next to you.
>Swallowing your bit of food you look up to the face of this orange? Maybe a bit lighter. Sky blue haired, filly.
>Sitting up straight after laying on your stomach brought a bit of a chill as the warm air escaped.
“Can I help you?”
>Looking down you realized that she's wearing a hat, and when she tilted her head back to look up at you, she tilted it backwards to see you clearly.
>If there's one thing you will take for granted is that you are taller then all the kids here.
>Not by much. Just enough that you can place your chin on the top of their heads.
>Works for you.
>Some time has passed since you spoke, and she's done is scrunch her nose.
>God that's cute.jpeg
>Booping her nose you ask again.
“Can I help you.”
>That brought her back to reality.
>”Sorry, I, uh, just didn't think you'd be this big.”
>That's what she said.
>Now sad face.
“Well I did stand up in front of everypony,” God that's still weird to say. “this morning. You must have seen me then.”
>”Yeah, but I'm in the back of class so I couldn't really see.”
>Well hello awkward silence, come to ruin the mood again.
“So is that all you wanted. Was just to see me up close?”
>”No. I was thinking that since I was the new filly before you. That maybe we should be friends, ya know. Since we're both new here.”
>She never held your gaze, nor did her front left hoof stay still.
>She was nervous about making a friend.
>How cute.
>No like this was really cute.
>Like it took all of your will power not to place your hoof over your heart and say diabetus.
“Hey listen. I know it can be hard to make a new friend, but I would suggest you try somepony else as we've hit a tough patch.”
>”Oh.”
>She lowered her head to look at the floor.
>Come on heart….stay strong….you don't want to get to involved with their lives as you don't really want to be here.
>You just want the knowledge of their world, and you don't want to be around Twilight anymore.
>Deep breath. Here we go.
“Well I'm sure you already know my name, so what's yours.”
>She perked up
>”Little League.”
“Well, Little League, it was a good first attempt, but maybe next time don't just stare at somepony you want to be your friend.”
>”Oh, right. Heh. Sorry.”
“Oh it's fine just good luck next time.”
>You put your hoof out to shake hers.
>”Oh, right. Thanks.”
>League shook your hoof and walked away.
>She did have a nice ads, all tone and….No! No! Bad Anon you do not have dirty thoughts about these fillies.
>They are way under aged for you. Mentally that is.
>This is still weird, ah crap.
>League walked over towards a bush, and out popped the CMC.
>Twilight told you about these three. How they were her friends sisters and step sister you think.
>Oh how she went on and on about how they would really help you adjust to school.
>So you naturally avoided them.
>Yet there they stand talking to League about whatever it is their talking about.
>Wait. It's not you, is it?
>They didn't just use League to try and talk to you did they?
>That's low that's what that is.
>Guess you were right cause here they come as League wonders off. Great.
 
 
>You return to lying on your stomach munching on your sandwich as the CMC approach.
>”Hi Anon.”
>The yellow spoke as they approached.
“Hello. Um, you're the Cutie Mark Crusaders, right?”
>Go away.
>”Eeup. I'm Apple Bloom.”
>”I'm Sweetie Belle.”
>”And I'm Scootaloo.”
>And I'm already tired of all three of you.
“Yeah, Twilight said that her friends had some siblings in my class.”
>”That's us. Oh and we like to apologize for Little League. She's had it kinda rough since she moved here, and we thought it would have been a good idea for ya both to be friends.”
>Ah. So it probably wasn't even League’s idea to begin with.
“Well, Apple Bloom, right?”
>Yellow nodded her head.
“I think it might have gone a bit better if you three had been with her.”
>Cruel things school kids are. Using each other to test out rough waters. Beating each other down to climb the ladder of popularity.
>”Actually she said she wanted to try it on her own?”
>You glanced over at Scootaloo.
>Well this isn't like your world Anon. These ponies actually seem to care for each other.
>A cluster of foals was starting to gather around the sandbox.
“What's going on over there?”
>The CMC follow your outstretched hoof to all the commotion.
>”I don't know.”
>”Some sort of sandcastle contest?”
>”I don't think so Sweetie…”
>Before Apple could finish her thought a scream reached you across the school yard.
>”GIVE ME MY HAT BACK!”
>Above the crowd you could just make out what looked like a hat...why? Why must the universe keep proving me wrong.
>”I'm gonna go get Miss Cheerilee.”
>”I'll come with you Apple Bloom.”
>Then that left you and Scoots all by yourselfs.
>Well Scoots anyway as you stood up and made your way over to the crowd.
>”Woah, hold up Anon. You'd best stay out of it. Miss Cheerilee is gonna give all of them notes to take back home.”
“It's too late Scoots. If there is one I won't stand idly by for its being cruel to others.”
>You shove your way past the crowd.
>Approaching the source of the drama.
>Little League was jumping up and down, trying to get her hat back from some unicorn folly whom held it above.
>”Give it back!”
>”If you want to be my friend then this stupid hat is going away.”
>”It's not stupid!”
>League shoved the unicorn back, causing her to stumble onto her ass.
>But it didn't cause the unicorn to drop the hat.
>This is why magic is op. If you don't have it your S.O.L.
>League went back to jumping as the unicorn stood back up.
>”Fine, don't be my friend, but this STUPID hat belongs in the trash...hay what are you”...smack.
>You Gibbs slapped this bitch hard enough to make her bow.
>Are yeah proud Gibbs? I can't shoot anymore, but I can still slap.
>Also coffee is gross.
>The unicorns magic ends and Little League's hat drops to the ground.
>”D...did you just hit me ne..”
>You got right up into her face.
>Best thing about being tall was the how you could actually look down upon this brat.
“And I'll fill your stomach with sand if you don't back off.”
>The moment was tense.
>All the fillies and colts were in hushed silence.
>Waiting for the unicorn to speak.
>Instead she just made a grumpy noise and left to nurse her head.
>Looking around as the whole school was looking at you.
“That goes for the rest of you as well. If any of you want to be mean, cruel to each other. Don't forget that I can see above all of you, so you can't hide from me. Now scram.”
>The crowd dispersed, allowing for Scootaloo to make her way to you.
>”That was awesome. How you just smacked her and…”
>Scoots cut herself off as you approached League.
>She had put her hat back on, but that made sand get everywhere on her, or was the sand there before.
>Doesn't matter. Point is she needs to wash her hair.
>If she could stop crying that is.
>Poking her shoulder got her to look up to you.>Snot was already starting to run from her nose.
“Come on, League. Let's get you cleaned up.”
>”Th..thanks, but I..I can take care of it.”
>She suck in the newest wave of snot.
>You got her up onto her hooves and started pushing her towards the school.
“Nope, come on. I'm not leaving you alone like this. Let's go.”
 
 
>Little League sat on top of you washing the sand out of her main as you held down the pedal for the water.
>You thought about trying to make small talk, but it just seemed to weird to talk to someone who you were using as a stepping stool.
>You can as League continues to breathe heavily as she attempted to calm down.
>At least you had her doing that before she climb you.
>Damn it phantom penis, this not the time for your nonexistent problems.
>”Ok I, I think I'm good now.”
>Finally. You're not sure how long you've just spent with Little League sitting on top of you.
>Not now ghost erection.
>You slowly lowered yourself so that League could hop off.
“Here let me see.”
>She pulled away from you.
>”I said I got it.”
“So that's the way you're gonna treat me. Fine next of luck to yeah.”
>You started to leave.
>”Wait I, I'm sorry, it's just that I'm not really use to…”
“Having someone help you.”
>League shrunk a little as you moved your hooves through her mane.
>”Y...yeah. Normally it's just me and my mom, as we move from place to place.”
>Damn it Anon you got involved. Great.
“Well it can't be easy travelling so much. What does your mom do?”
> You weren't even looking for anything in her mane. You were just trying to make League feel a bit better.
>Damn you heart. Damn you.
>”She works for a delivery company. They would send to different towns to work there when they needed a helping hoof.”
>Little League scooted herself back into you. Putting her back right into your gut.
>Since your were big enough, your chin sat on her head.
>This was one of the few times you were grateful for not having a dick.
>Otherwise Little League would have been a Little Kabob.
>Oh kill me.
“What about your hat?”
>”What about it. It's just a stupid hat.”
>Oh why did you insist on bringing League in here.
>You could've sent Scootaloo instead.
>But no!
>Here you are with a filly who is just looking for some compassion.
>And you're more than willing to show her some, but when she backs her flank up into you.
>You can't help but go there.
>Even though League is on the verge of tears again.
>You go there.
>God damn it.
“Well if you've had it for this long. It must mean something too ya.”
>”It's nothing really. All I did was save up some bits, and buy a hat. No real reason to it.”
>League rotated the hat around in her hooves
“Well clearly, you bought it because you,” you poked her chest,” saved up the bits for it. Then you kept it because of how you made a choice to save your bits rather than spend them.”
>You gave League a squeeze.
>You got a giggle out of her.
>Oh dear God it all makes since now.
>You're taking on the parental role with her.
>And now she sees you that way.
>Makes since considering, YOU ARE OLD ENOUGH TO BE HER PARENT!
“So keep it. As a reminder that you choose something good and long lasting, over some piece of junk that would have broken long ago.”
>You brought your head down to her level
>She leaned into with a smile on her lips.
>”Ok.”
 
>Well you're going to pony hell.
>After you got Little League all kinda happy again you two went back outside to find you still had about ten minutes left to lunch.
>You went back to your spot to finish your sandwich.
>With League sticking close by you.
>You wanted to be alone, but here you are.
>Laying down eating a sandwich with a ‘friend’ laying next to you.
>Ugh. Why did you get involved.
>Soon enough Cheerilee came and gathered all of you back into the classroom.
>Where she promptly discussed how being a bully is bad.
>Then she continued with her lesson on history which you didn't really pay attention too.
>You couldn't put your hoof on it, but something was weird with you.
>Besides the whole human to pony thing, and League.
>No something else, but what?
>Before you knew it the bell had rung.
>Signaling the end of the school day.
>Yet not before Cheerilee made each of you take a note written by her about today's events.
>Which your parents or guardians would have to read and sign.
>That earned you a look from that unicorn bitch.
>Probably thinking that you'd get into trouble as well.
>Ha.
>As you entered the eyesore of a castle, you made your way to the kitchen.
>Seriously though, who has a crystal tree as their castle.
>Celestia’s makes sense. The enemy can't attack you efficiently if you live on the side of a mountain.
>Even Cadance was better looking, with some sense too it as enemy forces would have to endure the constant blizzard to reach it.
>Twilight’s castle is a fucking tree planted in a small town, right next to some woods.
>Terrible.
 
>Setting your bag down you remove the note and place it on the table.
>Grabbing yourself some oatbars to snack on in your room.
>”How was school Anon?”
>Oh great, purplesmart
“Fine. There's a note for you to sign on the table from Cheerilee.”
>Placing the snacks in your bag you clasp it closed and put it back on.
>”Really Anon. Fighting?”
“Hey don't look at me. All I did was bonk a pancake on the head.”
>”Why are you calling somepony a pancake”
“She seems like a flat personality.”
>You stand still with a little smug grin on your face.
>Twilight just looks at you with an amazing poker face.
>”First, boo. Second, you could've just used your words to handle the situation.”
“Well first, food puns are hard. Second, the only good thing words do is bore things to death.”
>Twi’s face went from gaga to go go.
>”You really should put more thought into situations like these. They…”
>Making your way out of the kitchen you respond.
“Yeah, yeah. Pens and swords and stuff.”
>”Where are you rushing off to.”
“The phantom penis. The first one that was just a tease for the real thing.”
>”What?”
“Exactly!”
>”I swear that filly is going to drive me up a wall.”
>Spike popped his head above the table to reach for his bowl of gems.
>”Is that before or after she drives you insane from this morning?”
 
>Laying in bed you munched on an oatbar.
>You had no homework to do, and you didn't feel like walking the town.
>The lack of tech to have decent video games sucks.
>Oh you've tried what these ponies have to offer, and it sucks.
>16 bit pixels moving back and forth as you jump and jump.
>That's seriously all they had for games.
>Just a bunch of run and jump platforms.
>Some of them were fun, but were really short.
>Japan would be so upset.
>Deciding you might as well take a nap as nothing peaked your interest.
>You set the oatbars to the side, and closed your eyes.
>Your tail flicked back and forth.
>Not now.
>Your tail flicked up and landed on you.
>Slowly sliding off as your crotch hot warmer.
>Looking at your tail like it had a bucket of chicken
>Seduce me.
>Your tail flicked just a little bit.
>Enough to move it to your thigh as is slid off.
>Very well.
>Rolling onto your back you spread your hooves and showing you, your lack of a cock.
>Erection down.
>Placing a hoof on your filly snatch you close your eyes and imagine a woman with decent breast, a nice ass, and a face...with pony eyes.
>What?
>The woman started to shift into a mare.
>Have I really fallen so far.
>You recognized this mare.
>Turning around to face you was Button's mom.
>All bedroom eyes and wet hair.
>Keeping it going you were gonna see where this would lead you.
>Also it really wasn't doing anything for you.
>Yet.
>Turning around again.
>Button’s mom showed your her flank.
>Dat ass.
>Turning her head to face you she started shaking her goods.
>Flicking her tail up high to let you see it all.
>Sweet momma.
>Backing to you Button’s mom exaggerated her hip swing.
>Oh momma I ain't got a duck, but I'm sure we can figure something out.
>As she approached you she got...smaller?
>Stopping just in between your hooves she plopped that ass down.
>Reaching around her chest, you pull her back into.
>Closing your eyes as you smell her.
>That smell, where have you smelt it before?
>Nuzzling the side of her cheek, got a giggle out of her.
>Opening your eyes, Little League sat there cuddled by you as she leaned into you.
>Looking up at you with her eyes full of joy, and a smile on her lips.
>Your hooves squeezed her a bit tighter as you two enjoyed the other's warmth.
>Nope.
>You stop that right now mind. We are not cumming to this.
>Go back to Button’s mom.
>League nuzzled your chin
>Nope. Nope. Nope.
>Where is Button's mom.
>There she is.
>Laying on the ground of a moonlight evening.
>Her back was towards you.
>Her tail just out of place so you could see her goods.
>Her head turns to face you.
>Oh. Sorry, am I interrupting?
>Something wrapped itself around your chest and pushed you over.
>Causing both of you to tumble down the hill.
>The other form giggling as you did so.
>Coming to a halt at the base you looked up to see a full moon surrounded by stars.
>Looking to your left you see Little League staring wide eyed at them.
>Turning her head to face you, she closed her eyes and smiled.
>Your hooves touched.
>OH DEAR GOD YOU WERE DEFINITELY GOING TO HELL.
>Your hips pushed toward as waves of pleasure radiated from your core.
>Not good Anon.
>This is not good.
 
>Why. Why? Why!
>You asked yourself as you paced in a small circle.
>You’ve just barely met her. Why are you thinking about her this way
>All you did was help League get her hat back, and helped her stop crying.
>Why were you thinking about her this way.
>And no, it wasn't in a sexy way.
>No, that's not good enough for puss puss.
>If sexy is all puss puss wanted, you would've just had Button's mom crotch riding you.
>Grinding her full grown mother bearing hips against you.
>Nope.
>Instead of hot single milfs in my area, CLICK NOW!
>You got some cute filly with a stupid grin on her face as you held hooves, cuddled, laid next to each other underneath a full moon.
>Gah! Stop.
>You throw yourself onto your bed, and bury your head into your pillow.