>As you returned home from a hard day at work, the only thing that concerned you was rest.
>Making your way from the crowded subway you contemplate on taking a detour through the park.
>There was something new, something amiss in the park today.
>In the middle of the park was a fountain. Statues of ancient figures stood watch on its four corners.
>If there was something that you appreciated in life was the art of sculpture. You see a sign in front of the fountain.
>It read: "Pay tribute to the gods for change in your life."
>The only tribute you had to offer the timeless deities was a coin, lost somewhere in your pocket.
>Though you never were the superstitious kind of guy, you toss the coin in the water. It gently rings as it flies through the air and dives with a satisfying sound in the crisp, blue water. >You hope the meager offering was well received.
>You finally arrived and procure a key from your pocket.
>You turned the key aggressively in the lock and after two metallic noises you crack open the door. The day had not been kind on you.
>Sleep is what you required. You go to the bathroom for your evening habits. As you brush your teeth you look in the mirror.
>You could swear this job aged you prematurely.
 
>You strip yourself of all your clothes. Your bed eagerly awaited your arrival.
>It meets you with silk hands, and sends small shivers down your spine as you slid in its embrace.
>No lover could ever make you feel this way when you were tired.
>Your eyelids felt like lead, and your vision is no more once you finally close those very tired eyes.
>Tonight you were had no doubt you would see the ivory gates of Morpheus' realm.
>You quickly drift to sleep.
>Your head is spinning. You felt as though you have lost all balance. Was this a dream where you would fall forever?
>Suddenly you feel cold. The edges of your body were greeted by something that felt very cold, like snow.
>Wind howled in your ears. A lucid dream, perhaps?
>You stare at the sky and witness a gigantic moon that seemed to stare at you intently, never blinking.
>A giant form was now projected on the moon. It had wings that ended with sharp talons, and a tail that whipped through the clouds as if impaling invisible prey.
>It could not be a dream, you think to yourself after performing reality checks.
>It dawned to you that maybe, just maybe, you were not on Earth anymore.
>You try to dismiss this idea as it would defy every notion of logic and physics you knew of.
>But there you were, in this far away land.
 
>A single thought ran through your head right now. You need to get to safety, fast.
>The snow storm could only get worse. You quickly spot a bush next to a tree.
>This could be your home tonight.
>You assume fetal position and hope the storm will die down.
>Time passed slowly, and after what seemed to be an hour or so, you hear footsteps.
>Not knowing who, or what you would meet here, you cautiously look through the rather scarce leaves of your home.
>It seemed to be a small horse. But it was alone, and had a small, furred vest, to protect it from the snow.
>As it passed the bush, wind swept the crown of the tree above you, and snow fell on your back.
>This took you by surprise and you break silence by letting out a small grunt.
>She turns instantly and locks eyes on your direction.
>"Hello? W-Who's there?" she tried to raise her voice.
>"M-My name is Fluttershy! Why are you hiding?"
>The fucking horse talked. You keep your cool.
 
>She sees you trying to cover yourself. You were very naked, but that was irrelevant since Fluttershy saw you as a simple beast. Scared, trying to protect itself from the cold wind.
"Come here, little one. Don't be scared.." she cooed, slowly approaching.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
>You decide to play this game, see how far it can be taken.
>The decision was taken and you sheepishly make your way out of the small bush, on all fours.
>Even though you were standing on both hands and knees you were about as tall as Fluttershy at the withers.
>You could look straight into her eyes.
"There we go, little guy! Such a brave boy!" said Fluttershy, treating you as some sort of child.
>Under her vest she seemed to have a pair of small wings.
>Not only did this p0ny talk, but it was a pegasus, too.
>This was going to be fun.
 
>Fluttershy then used one her hooves to move the hair from your eyes.
>You were in desperate need of a haircut, and the day you were plucked from Earth was the day you considered going to the salon.
>You moved your eyes quickly, feigning nervousness as best as you could.
>The cold air filled your lungs. Teeth started to chatter, skin pricked and shudders overcame your body. From now on you will be sleeping in pajamas.
"Oh my, you are shivering! We'd better get you home."
>Although it was very uncomfortable you managed to follow Fluttershy to her cottage. Fortunately it was close.
>The house was small, yet charming, and you could see a plethora of critters freely roaming her abode.
>The cold took its toll on your body. Bones and tendons started to ache as they defrosted from the heat of the cottage. You decide to stretch out.
>You put weight on your palms, shifting it slowly to your fingers. You could feel balance coming back to you.
>You raise your left leg and plant the sole of your foot to the squeaking floor. Fluttershy hears this and turns, curiously observing you.
>You then plant your right foot firmly on to the floor, and push.
 
>The expression on her face turned from curiosity to awe, as you now towered over the small Fluttershy.
>You were well over 6 feet tall and not in bad shape. Prominent muscles defiantly adorned your body.
>Your shoulders were wide.
>From them descended a beautiful chest decorated with hair that cut between your abdominal muscles, reaching all the way to your member.
>You stretch your arms and soon find them touching the ceiling.
>Fluttershy was shocked to see such a beautiful, almost regal beast in her humble house.
>The gentle creature's face soon had the markings of a very primal sentiment upon it.
>Fear.
>You didn't want her to be afraid.
 
>It was time to avoid a rather unpleasant situation. Fluttershy saved you, after all.
>You quickly crouched and placed yourself on the floor, looking at the small horse, waiting for her next move.
"You are such big creature, aren't you! I bet you're hungry too! Let's see what can we get you to eat."
>Se trotted to the kitchen and returned with a big plate that had a few interesting choices of food on it.
>Dandelions, rose petals and hay. On the plate there are also a couple of tomatoes, a cucumber and an apple, too.
>Disgusting. She assumes you are an herbivore. That is a good thing, though.
>She was happy to see you chomp down on the fruits and vegetables. This was enough for tonight, but in the morning you needed something more.. substantial.
>You had to hunt.
>But first.
 
>While you were eating Fluttershy deemed it appropriate for you to have some sort of clothing.
>Nothing in her house was tailored for a human, though, so she brought a big piece of cloth for you to somehow wear.
>It was impeccably white, and reminded you of the togas worn by ancient roman nobles.
>This gave you the not so bad idea to wear the cloth like a toga yourself.
>Fluttershy yawned.
"I'm going to go to sleep.. See you in the morning! Have a good night!" She then went to what seemed to be her sleeping quarters.
>Was the big pillow in the corner of the main living room supposed to be your bed? We can't have that.
>You decide to follow Fluttershy, like a helpless child. Surely she will interpret this the proper way.
"Are you afraid to sleep by yourself, little one? I guess tonight we'll sleep in the same room. But you're a big boy, so this is the first and last time, OK?"
>You only look at her, she couldn't know you spoke the same language.
>Your gaze was long and pitiful, and Fluttershy knew you understood what she said on a more primal level.
>You arrive in her room.
 
>Her room had an intimate feel to it. On the night stand you briefly spotted a picture of her and 5 more little horses just like her.
>You didn't have time to analyze it because Fluttershy nudged you to sit at the foot of her bed.
>This made you feel like a dog.
>She slid in her bed, turned of the lights and muttered a single "Good night..."
>You waited for quite some time to fall asleep, but the hard floor robbed you of the precious rest you wanted.
>It was time to test the waters. You got up, felt your way around the bed, and placed yourself next to the sleeping Fluttershy.
>She got up quickly with a gasp.
"Oh, it's you! You scared me..."
>She had her back to you, and you risked everything by wrapping your free arm around her, placing it on her chest.
>You felt her heart. It was beating as fast as the wings of the humming bird. You couldn't tell if it was fear or something else.
>You took it further again, by gently bringing her closer to your own chest. Finally, only a thin sheet of fabric was between you two,
>Then something truly interesting happened, as she placed one of her hooves on your hand, and returned the hug.
>This took things to a new level. In your mind you knew that she felt protected in your arms.
>Sleep finally conquered your mind and body.