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Day 1
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>Today was the day, Sparkle!
>After three long, long months...
>Anon was finally going to let you...'study' him, without interruption for the next few days.
>A pleasurable pressure built up deep inside whenever you were near him.
>His natural scent was intoxicating to you.
>Just, every time you got close to him, he would wander off to do some dangerous thing or another.
>Like exploring the Everfree Forest 'just because', or taunting a Manticore.
>He was lucky that Manticore liked Fluttershy, otherwise it would have undoubtedly killed him.
>Today was dual-purposed, though.
>You knew so little of human anatomy, so today was going to be a learning experience too.
>The human appeared to be a mammal, though you weren't even sure if he had a traditional penis.
>He might have an ovipositor for all you knew.
>Wouldn't that make him technically a female then, though?
>Still...the thought of carrying his eggs wasn't all that bad either...
>That warmth in your nethers started again.
>Focus, Sparkle!
>You had an assignment from Princess Celestia herself!
>...in addition to having a few personal reasons.
>A knock on the door to the library sounded the human's arrival.
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>Why on Earth were you doing this, again?
>Oh, right.
>Because you were broke.
>'Twilight Sparkle', the purple unicorn, was paying you for your time.
>Money for you was in short supply, especially when most of these ponies wouldn't hire you for anything.
>No 'cutie mark' meant no talent, supposedly.
>These 'bits' were the currency, and your dirty 'paper' money was worthless.
>One pony, the very same that found you, wanted to study you.
>Twilight Sparkle was willing to pay you quite a bit for two to three hours of study/talk time.
>She was one of the six ponies that had found you in the wilderness.
>Twilight seemed to be the only one, aside from the butter-yellow pegasus, that maintained frequent contact.
>Fluttershy, you think her name was.
>Regardless, Twilight's Library/Home combo was in reach.
>Swallowing any last dregs of pride you had, you knocked on the door.
>A purple aura surrounded the door, and it swung open.
"That's...not creepy at all." You muttered, stepping inside.
>"Oh, hi Anon!" Came the cheery greeting.
"Uh, hi?" You replied to the empty foyer. "Where are you?"
>"Upstairs, Anon. I'm taking the interview up here, the stairs are on your left!" She chirped.
>"Oh, I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait!"
>Rolling your eyes, you walked up the shallow stairway to the second floor.
>True to her word was a couch, like one you'd find at a psychiatrist's office.
>She was already seated on her bed, so you assumed that's where you'd be sitting.
>Taking a seat on the couch, you looked around.
>The unicorn was staring at you with barely contained glee, a wide grin plastered on her face.
>"Oh, this is so exciting! Getting to know a foreign species, and in person!"
>The lavender pony nearly started hopping on her bed, before she cleared her throat and tried to remain professional.
>Your opinion of her professional abilities had already been shattered into a million tiny pieces.
>"For record's sake, your name?"
"Anonymous."
>"Good. Average height and weight for your species?"
"Roughly one hundred and eighty pounds or eighty-one kilograms, and about five feet ten inches or one and seven-tenths of a meter." You replied.
>Twilight arched an eyebrow.
>"Why two measurements?"
"Different parts of my world use different measurements. I went with the two most common."
>If this is all it was going to be, then this would be easy.
>"Stand up, please."
>Arching an eyebrow, you did.
>"Strip, please."
"Uh..."
>"I need sketches, Anon. No scientific entry of a new species is complete without them."
>Sound enough logic for you, you supposed.
>You did so, but kept your boxers on.
>So far the strangest interview you had ever been at, but at the same time it made sense.
>She was doing a study of humans. You weren't the best subject, but seeing as you were the ONLY subject, you'd have to do.
>Twilight's quill was moving so fast you swore it was going to light the pad on fire.
>"Significant muscular structure in the abdomen and thighs, with thigh muscles appearing to be largest in the body..."
>A small purple light lit her horn, and a bolt flew into your left arm.
"OW!"
>It felt like you had been tazed and you jumped, rubbing the impact area.
>"Reaction times are less than one-half second, very good for a creature his size..."
>This was starting to feel like a bad idea.
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>So far, you had been sitting on the couch in just your boxers for three hours.
>You had kept your legs defiantly crossed, despite the pony's multiple attempts to get you to take them off.
>Twilight had even tried to take them off herself, which you stopped by grabbing the source - Her horn.
>You kept that noted: Grabbing a unicorn's horn immediately sapped them of their power.
>"Anon, I-I need to s-see a human's...reproductive or-organs...my drawings won't be com-complete without th-them..."
"No, Twilight." You stubbornly refused. "Would describing them work?"
>"I-no, my sketches need visual co-confirmation..."
>An idea struck you, finally fed up with the stubborn mare.
>A childish, schoolyard idea, but an idea nonetheless.
"You first."
>Twilight grew very quiet, very quickly as an enormous blush crossed her face.
>"Wh-what...?"
"You show me yours, I show you mine."
>"I-I...you...want...but..."
>She suddenly whined, and the smell of lilacs filled the air.
>It was a rather pleasant smell, though why it popped up now of all times was strange.
>Twilight's face had twisted up too, and her legs had given out on her.
>What was up with her?
"Uh, Twilight, are you okay?"
>"N-nooooo..." She hissed as her eyes rolled back.
"Should...should I get a doctor?"
>"N-n-no, just l-leave, please..." She half-moaned.
"If you're sure..."
>You got dressed and left without further fanfare, though you did feel a slight twinge of regret.
 
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Day 2
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>Twilight was better today, so you were going back for another session.
>Like yesterday, she made you strip.
>Apparently she hadn't gotten enough sketches.
>Also like yesterday, you defiantly kept your boxers on.
>She huffed, and kept her tail clamped to her backside.
>This was different from yesterday, as yesterday she had allowed it to do whatever it did on its own.
>Today was human history day.
>"As much as you remember, from as far back as you remember."
"Erm, not sure if that's a good idea."
>"Why?" She questioned, arching an eyebrow.
"Because human history is awful violent?"
>Twilight scoffed.
>"Just go on."
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>The moon was rising, you had been in Twilight's Library for over twelve hours.
>Not that you minded, of course. It felt good to be able to finally talk to someone.
>You managed to get to the Mongol hordes, before she stopped you.
>"So they...were within five feet of their horses at all times?"
"As the stories go."
>"And some had...intercourse with their horses?"
"Again, as far as we know...probably. They were that close with them." You replied with a second shrug of your shoulders.
>Twilight furrowed her eyebrows for a second.
>"So...let's pretend we're part of the Mongol Hordes."
"Huh?" You dimly asked after a moment, arching an eyebrow.
>"You're one of the Mongols, I'm your horse. What do you do?"
"Probably lie down, snuggle with you." You replied with a shrug.
>Twilight was silent for a moment.
>"Would you demonstrate?" She asked with just the hint of a nervous grin.
"I guess...?" You replied, confusion evident in your tone.
>You curled up next to her, but did little else for the next few minutes.
"See? Nothing...big..."
>You slowed down when you noticed Twilight's eyes had rolled back again and she had grabbed your left arm with both forehooves.
>The scent of lilacs again filled the air, and Twilight squealed quietly.
>If it wasn't otherwise silent in the treebrary, you'd have missed it.
"Are you okay?"
>"More th-than okay..."
>You weren't convinced.
>You let her go and stood up.
>"A-anon, wait..."
>You stopped, eyebrow raised.
"Twilight, what's going on?"
>You were expecting an excuse to keep you still for the guards.
>Attempted rape or whatever she wanted to call this.
>Your thought processes crashed completely when the mare shakily stood up...
>Then spun and lifted her tail, arching it over her back.
>"Y-you said I should sh-show first, r-r-right?" Twilight stammered.
>Her labia was actually quivering, and her clit was swollen from being unattended to.
>She was also actively cumming, a fresh wave of lilac-scented fluids leaving her every minute like clockwork.
>Despite the species gap, you had to admit: Her nethers were near-human enough to turn you on.
>Not wide like an Earth-Horse, quite tight like a human's...
>You were already sporting a semi, which you tactfully hid with your hand.
>"Do you see what you do to me...?" Twilight quietly asked, tears of shame running down her face as she looked back at you.
>"I shouldn't feel this way about you...but you smell like the perfect mate to me..."
>You were still stunned.
"T-twilight, hold on."
>She wailed in shame, burying her head into the pillow.
>Her tail was still raised, and she was giving you one hell of a half-unintentional show.
>"You're going to reject me, aren't you...?" She asked solemnly.
>"I can't control myself anymore, I've had to invent several different spells to please myself..." The mare continued.
>"Even if we don't have sex, please...show me, so I can sate my curiosity..." Twilight begged.
>You weren't sure what to do at this point.
>You could indeed show the mare, but that wouldn't solve the issue of Twilight being turned on every time you met.
>You couldn't exactly wash this natural scent off either.
>Instead, you pushed her tail down, which got a groan from the mare.
>Simple physical contact was too much for her right now.
"Twilight..."
>"What..." The unicorn replied, self-disgust filling her tone.
"Usually, I take my dates out to dinner before sex."
>She jerked her head up, staring at you with wide, shimmering amethyst eyes.
"If I take you out, do you think you can...take care of your 'problem'?" You asked, gesturing to the soaked sheets.
>"I-I'll try!" Twilight said, perking up a great deal.
>She wrapped you into a grateful and happy hug, and you could feel her physically resisting the urge to kiss you.
>"When do we go out...?"
"Give me an hour to get dressed and showered, and I'll take you wherever you wanna go."
>She squeed and charged into her bathroom, slamming the door shut.
>You likewise left, but not before hearing a loud moan come from behind the bathroom door.
>Shaking your head with a grin, you left to get prepped for dinner.
>This mare, man.
>This mare.