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Giving it a few more soft pats before even reaching the door he adjusts his shorts, wringing out a bit of the sweat as he groans. Running a hand through his greasy hair and pulling up his pants. Trying to look at least a bit acceptable.\n\n\nOpening up the door the delivery woman on the other side, looks over him with a good bit of disgust, wincing as she holds out the delivery clipboard for him to sign. Offering a small, quiet “Thank you.” He signs off on the order before looking past her to the smaller box she had with her. Taking the clipboard back gingerly she uses her foot to slide the boxes across to him, wincing as she takes a few steps back. Before turning and starting to walk back towards her car, taking a few more looks over her shoulder, a visual shutter went through her while walking away. John rolls his eyes a bit, he thinks to say something to her but decides it wasn’t worth it in the end. Muttering something under his breath before going to grab the boxes. Kneeling down he feels his pants stretch, straining slightly before suddenly tearing right down the middle. “F-fuck, not again..” He grumbles quietly, grabbing the boxes and standing back up. Carrying it with him as he glances back over his shoulder. Looking towards the back of his pants John decides to bring the boxes up first, they were pretty much ruined at this point. There was no way he could save this pair with the way the pants split nearly to the crotch. \n\n\nSpreading his legs apart as he starts to waddle back up the stairs John huffs and puffs, struggling to make it up while carrying what was honestly a pretty small amount of boxes. His heft and weight made it hard to move properly but he was determined to get up the stairs and bring his new figurines to the rest of the collection. Eventually reaching the top of the stairs he grunts softly, setting the boxes down. Using his foot to kick them over towards the other end of the hall, and sliding them into the room as he reaches down, tugging off his ruined pants and throwing them off to the side he stands there in only a stained pair of boxers and one of his many My Little Pony shirts. Sitting back down in the chair John groans softly, looking down at boxes. He had a few extra ones there. He swore he only had two figures arriving today but it looked like there were at least three or four more. \n\n\nDeciding to take a bit of a better look John picks up the first box, propping it open before peering inside. Grabbing the small box inside he pulls out a pretty cute, limited edition Fluttershy figurine. One that he had picked up in mint condition off a friend who had been looking to sell it. Putting it on the desk in front of him he grabs the second box. Meaning that if that one was the Fluttershy one, then that meant this had to be.. Just as he thought of pulling out the complementary Rainbow Dash athlete figurine he scratches the back of his head, furrowing his brow while thinking things over. So if these two were here. He turns his attention back down towards the remaining boxes. At first he thought they may have been wrong orders. But checking the name and addresses on both they were still his. Scratching the back of his head Jon lets out a small. “Hrmmm..” Of worry, tilting his head, reaching over he grabs an old shirt and wraps it around his mouth. Of course it didn’t smell good but it was good protection against whatever could be in the boxes.\n\n\nPopping open the first one he pulls out.. Yet another pony figure, this one seemed, pretty simple. Just like some of the other Twilight Sparkle ones he owned, but the title on this one was different. Reading “Real pony Twilight, has the same mannerisms as a real pony!” He can’t help but feel confused by the name. Was this some kind of new marketing thing? Was it meant to look like a real pony? Looking it up and down he shrugs and puts it with the others. Deciding he could always display it with the rest for fun. After all the packaging if anything seemed interesting. Unpacking some of the other figures he takes notice of a lot of the same things. In specific they all appeared to have the same real pony marketing to it, raising a brow and with a shake of his head he set them all up. Each of the mane six were split up between the different boxes. Leaving him with only one left. Picking it up he pops the box open and reaches inside.\n\n\nPulling out the last package John stares at the strange looking Celestia figure. Right off the bat he couldn’t help but notice how large it’s behind was. Blushing slightly he turns it over a few times. He didn’t want to take it out of the box just in case the faulty model wasn’t held together too well. Plus with how off model it was there was no doubt this thing would provide quite a hefty sum were he to sell it, even if he didn’t he could probably show it off around his friends, a slight grin on his face with a small hum. Setting it off to the side with a few other defective or off model figures. Though as he’s looking over the different figures around him, not to mention the different merch in general all from my little pony he can’t help but feel his heart sink just a bit, making him lean back in his seat with a frown. Furrowing his brow as he stares up towards the spinning ceiling fan above. He wasn’t sure what it was but as he sat there he just couldn’t help but feel a slight twinge of sadness. The man couldn’t help but look around at everything else he had collected.\n\n\nWhile of course the man adored his collection and everything he had gotten he still couldn’t help but feel lonely at the same time. He didn’t feel all too much for his life at the moment, he was mostly just moving throughout the days in and out collecting these figures, though he couldn’t help but wonder how life would be if he had been born into that world instead. John blushes slightly as the thought crosses his mind, he knew it was a pretty silly thought, something in all reality he shouldn’t be thinking about. He was a grown man after all. But at the same time he couldn’t deny how nice of a thought it was. To live his life in some magical pony world, just free of how his body was here and to be more like the figures he collected. Of course deep down he knew it was impossible, wishes just don’t come true. Picking himself up and out of his chair he glances over to the Celestia figure once more. He wasn’t sure what it was, maybe he just forgot how he placed it, but he couldn’t help but feel as if the thing had moved ever so slightly. Just tilting off to the side, with the eye of the figure now staring right at him. The sight ashamedly does make him shiver slightly, turning it back to how he thought it was facing when he got up.\n\n\nMaking his way downstairs John starts to go through the rest of his day, cooking himself some lunch, though while cooking he couldn’t help but feel like he was being watched, eyes darting around slightly as he looks all around him trying to find the source of that feeling, but even as he finished cooking some cheap insta food and makes his way back up he still couldn’t just shake that feeling. In fact it almost seems to follow him throughout most of the day, leaving him squirming around slightly, scratching at the underside of his chin. Though nothing really seems to come from it, as he goes to lay down for bed John once again stares up towards the ceiling fan, watching it spin around. Slowly moving in rapid circles. Every once in a while he swore he could see what looked like small sparks shooting through the air. Coming from between the fan blades. Though thinking nothing of it he slowly closes his eyes, yawning as he turns over in his sleep.\n\n\n“Mm… If only my life could be like that..” He mutters quietly to himself though right as he’s on the brink of falling asleep he sees a few small flashes of light on the edges of his visions, and for just a moment he swears he can feel himself being lifted up high into the air, his mind swimming with a bit of tired confusion, but he thinks nothing of it. Writing it off as falling into a dream. One final yawn leaves his mouth as he finally passes out.\n\n\n“How about we give you what you truly desire~” A voice echoes through his mind as he falls into sleep. The dream that comes to him is fairly vague, a swirl of smells hit him full force. First and foremost the strongest was a thick, heavy musky stench that flooded his senses. While he wasn’t too familiar with it he could easily tell that it was the smell of sex, he wasn’t sure what it was but for how primal and foul the smell was he couldn’t help but grow aroused from it. It almost felt like he was falling, or rather floating downwards through a spiral. He couldn’t see anything in specific, just a swirl of different bright colors. One that almost felt like he was staring directly at a swirl of unicorn magic. While the feeling of excitement that filled him was strong, the disgust that came from the next smell was almost overwhelming. The smell of filth, he had grown up in a rural area. He was no stranger to the smell of horse apples, and this was just like the smell. Coughing and wincing on the stink he reaches a hand up to his mouth quickly covering it as he falls.\n\n\nThe final smell to come to him was something a good bit nicer, a thick and heavy smell of apples, pears and other foods. Both fresh, cooked and various other smells that dance across his senses. A much more delightful smell that accompanies him as once again he slowly starts to drift into a feeling of unconsciousness. The last few feelings he has before drifting off fully is the feeling of his back hitting the ground once more, though instead of his bed. For just a moment he feels his back hit something cold and hard. Groaning softly, tossing and turning on the ground he eventually wakes back up groaning softly as he picks himself up off the ground. Rubbing the back of his head with a low confused grunt. The man could feel his bare, sweaty back peeling off the cold tiles of the ground. Reaching up and still rubbing at the back of his head he takes a long look around.\n\n\nHe certainly wasn’t in his house anymore. It was a bit of a hard time to really focus or think through it. It looked familiar, but something about it felt alien too. Scratching the back of his head as he stares around John, with much effort manages to push himself into a sitting position. Reaching a hand down he gives a few quick scratches to his gut. Feeling his belly rumble loudly before licking his lip and belching slightly. “Eugh.. What in the world?” He questions still looking around. Looking up at the massive pillars, the stained glass, all of it felt so familiar. It wasn’t until his eyes landed ahead however, looking up to the massive throne sitting opposite of him that it finally clicked. Quickly getting up as he starts to walk his way over. “W-wait is this…” \n\n\n“My throne? Why yes it is John~” A voice cuts him off coming from behind him. The man jumped in surprise. Freezing in place as it doesn’t take long for him to recognize the voice. Slowly looking over his shoulder towards the source of the voice he sees her standing there. While it wasn’t exactly what he was expecting he could easily tell it was still her. The princess, and leader of all of Equestria. Staring in shock as he takes a few steps back, eyes gazing upon the beauty that was Celestia. His jaw drops slightly as he tries to think of what to say, really anything to say. “Ohh? Is this not what you wanted, John?” Celestia asks, seeming to finally knock him out of his dazed confusion. Blushing heavily as he gives a firm nod. \n\n\n“N-no I-I mean yes! I mean… I’m honored to be here your highness, b-but uh what exactly am I doing here?” He questions, blushing even deeper, rubbing the back of his head while he simply tries to process all of this. Just everything that's happening right now. Was this a dream? It had to be right? But shaking his head he quickly realizes just how disrespectful he was being! Quickly bowing his head down, kneeling down onto all fours with a deep bow of respect. “Apologies, your highness, I didn’t mean to disrespect. I’m just still adjusting to all of this!” He exclaims Celestia just chuckling, slowly making her way closer and closer to the human. As she grew closer it was only now that he could really see how she looked. Her body was strange, having a larger ass, looking just a bit more pudgy. In fact all of it almost looked just like one of the figures he had gotten. That sold it, all of this had to be a dream. There was no way Celestia would look like this in the real thing, he just had to be dreaming. Though at the same time he didn’t get to explore these dreams too much. So maybe he could have some fun here and see what adventure Celestia had for him.\n\n\n“It’s nothing like that at all, John. I brought you here from your own world after all. Now I know this Equestria isn’t exactly the one you’re used to, but well I wanted to invite you to the real thing personally. I heard your wish, human. So tell me, if given the chance would you want to stay in this world? If not, I can send you back right now, and you will be free to return to your old life. Living through your life as it is now. The choice in the end is up to you John. But no matter what you choose your choice is final. So please do be sure what you choose is what you truly want.” Celestia explains. Making John look down in deep thought. He wasn’t sure about this. After all, he still thought this was a dream, but still the choice in a dream felt real enough. Looking up to Celestia she sees her expression properly for the first time. Making him blush slightly after a few more moments of thinking she takes a few deep breaths and nods.\n\n\n“Yes.. I-I’d like to stay here in Equestria, your highness~” She explains with a nod. A wide smile on Celestia’s face as she nods again. “So what exactly am I meant to do, your highness? I don’t really know what I’m meant to do.” But before he can really continue Celestia bows her head down. Horn glowing brightly as she leans past his head, his upper body before tapping her horn right on top of his massive ass. Feeling that thing sinking deep into his ass, fat John blushes even deeper. Looking over his shoulder with a bit of a nervous chuckle. Reaching a hand up to the back of his head once more as he waited. Slowly the glow starts to intensify, growing brighter and brighter until a bright flash fills the room, making John jump in surprise as he feels a small jolt across his ass.. “A-ah what was that?!” He questions, looking over his shoulder, and at his rear. Only to see a hole burned into the flank of his pants. Staring down at it slackjaws as he could see something just underneath it. It at first looked like a tattoo, but remembering where he was he quickly shakes that thought off as he stares at his very own, new cutie mark. It was hard to make out, almost seeming a bit blurry. Squinting at it to try and get a better look makes Celestia chuckle once more.\n\n\n“Apologies for the blurriness of it but it’s not exactly something I can easily fix at the time. You’ll have to discover your place in this world. But for now, until that time comes. I can make you a body that will fit.” She nods as slowly, small patches of light green fur start to spread across his lower body. At first only able to see it through the patches in his ass surrounding the cutie mark. But bit by bit he could feel his pants starting to grow tighter. Ass swelling in his pants as he groans slightly, eyes rolling back as he squirms and struggles slightly, reaching his hands down to fumble a bit with his pants. But with his already tight pants he found himself unable to do anything with his big meaty hands. Biting his lip softly as he lets out another small groan. Wincing from the strange feeling slowly filling his body. Giving his pants a few more tugs before eventually giving up. He could see his ass slowly pulsing and swelling. With every breath he took it would swell out another few centimeters. Reaching a hand down towards it he can feel his growing ass starting to slip through his pants. His crack showed over the edge of his pants. The hole on his flank started to grow larger. Seams on his ass tearing apart, before finally his pants split cleanly in half. A loud ripping noise echoing through the air either half of his pants falling to his sides. \n\n\nBut the changes didn’t stop there as he could feel a strange tingling down in his crotch as well. The feeling grows stronger and stronger as he can just feel his cock twitch and pulse. He couldn’t see past his gut but he could feel a strange pushing sensation right on the tip of his junk. “W-what the hell? U-uh your highness what’s h-happening?” He questions, looking back up to Celestia, wincing softly from the feeling as it almost felt like something was sucking against his junk. The princess smiles softly as she lifts a hoof up, pressing it right between his legs. Almost right away he could feel her hoof sink into where his cock should have been but there was something wrong about it. It almost felt like there was a pair of lips between his legs.\n\n\n“Ah this was something I forgot to mention wasn’t it? You see we have quite a few stallions in this world already. The population of our mares are starting to fall a bit behind. I wouldn’t worry too much, it’s something you’ll get used to I promise. It is a small price to pay for the world you want to be a part of, yes?” She questions, and maybe it was. It wasn’t like John got a lot of use out of his cock in the human world. If this is what it meant to be able to live here then he wouldn’t mind paying for it. The fur starts to spread up towards his stomach and down to his legs. The next feeling of changes coming from his feet as he could feel his toes shifting, pulling in on themselves. Merging together. Once again he was unable to see the changes, only to feel them as his feet harden, turning into a new pair of hoofs. As the fur spreads up his lower body and stomach he looks down towards his hands with a smile. Watching as the changes start to pick up but just as he thought the changes would spread to his hands they seem to stop. \n\n\nHis stomach wobbles and gurgles loudly, feeling a strong pressure centered right on his stomach. Making him groan softly. Reaching his hands down he looks back up to Celestia who takes a few small steps back. Looking down to him with a bit of a curious look. “I-I’m sorry to ask your highness.. B-but what is.. H-happening?” He questions, slightly swaying in place. Trying to keep himself standing. Everything felt like it was spinning as the pressure grew stronger and stronger. He could see two bumps appear on either side of his stomach. Slowly growing larger and larger. A pair of two legs pushing out of either side, as his entire body seems to grow outwards. For just a split second he thought he was growing longer. But as those bumps grow out into a set of long, cartoony hooves he falls forwards, landing with a grunt as his hooves clop onto the ground. The final change to appear on his body was a long, flowing horse tail, the color of pale yellow pops out above his new horse ass. Flipping around as he lets out a small gasp of pure surprise.\n\n\nLastly he could feel his new puffy and tailhole puff out. Swelling in size as it twitches softly. Pleasure rocketing through him as he shutters softly. Clenching once he glances over his shoulder to look at his hole. A few small huffs leave his mouth as he flushes in humiliation. But before he could say anything about it there was a rumbling deep in his stomach, and one ever further down his body. Making him groan. “A-ah.. W-why do I feel so hungry?”\n\n\n“Ah already feeling that huh? Welcome to life as a pony dear boy, come along I’ve already prepared a feast.” Celestia says, leading him to the dining hall where a massive spread of food was set up. As he sits down and stuffs his face Celestia starts to speak. “Now then, you have a very important job if you wish to stay here. I will send you to meet the elements of harmony. From there you will see what they have to teach you, once you’re done. Then you’ll be able to become the true pony you’ve always wanted~” John was hanging onto her every word, this wasn’t something he could fail. He wouldn’t, no matter what.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "John had been relaxing at home as he heard the sound of the doorbell from downstairs. With a good bit of effort the man groans softly, pushing himself out of his seat and getting to his feet. The man reaches a hand down, rubbing at his massive gut with soft groans. As he started to make his way downstairs he could feel his entire body jiggle and wobble with each step. His massive, obese form shaking with every step. His breathing heavy and intermittent with slight groans. Taking out his phone he let out a small sigh, wondering what had arrived, he had a few packages arriving over the next few days after all. He wanted to see how much he would be carrying back up. Adjusting his small, fragile glasses with his big meaty hand he reaches the bottom of the stairs, already feeling pretty winded, and out of breath, Taking a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down as he bows his head. Huffing and groaning as he rubs at his stomach. Giving it a few more soft pats before even reaching the door he adjusts his shorts, wringing out a bit of the sweat as he groans. Running a hand through his greasy hair and pulling up his pants. Trying to look at least a bit acceptable.


Opening up the door the delivery woman on the other side, looks over him with a good bit of disgust, wincing as she holds out the delivery clipboard for him to sign. Offering a small, quiet “Thank you.” He signs off on the order before looking past her to the smaller box she had with her. Taking the clipboard back gingerly she uses her foot to slide the boxes across to him, wincing as she takes a few steps back. Before turning and starting to walk back towards her car, taking a few more looks over her shoulder, a visual shutter went through her while walking away. John rolls his eyes a bit, he thinks to say something to her but decides it wasn’t worth it in the end. Muttering something under his breath before going to grab the boxes. Kneeling down he feels his pants stretch, straining slightly before suddenly tearing right down the middle. “F-fuck, not again..” He grumbles quietly, grabbing the boxes and standing back up. Carrying it with him as he glances back over his shoulder. Looking towards the back of his pants John decides to bring the boxes up first, they were pretty much ruined at this point. There was no way he could save this pair with the way the pants split nearly to the crotch.


Spreading his legs apart as he starts to waddle back up the stairs John huffs and puffs, struggling to make it up while carrying what was honestly a pretty small amount of boxes. His heft and weight made it hard to move properly but he was determined to get up the stairs and bring his new figurines to the rest of the collection. Eventually reaching the top of the stairs he grunts softly, setting the boxes down. Using his foot to kick them over towards the other end of the hall, and sliding them into the room as he reaches down, tugging off his ruined pants and throwing them off to the side he stands there in only a stained pair of boxers and one of his many My Little Pony shirts. Sitting back down in the chair John groans softly, looking down at boxes. He had a few extra ones there. He swore he only had two figures arriving today but it looked like there were at least three or four more.


Deciding to take a bit of a better look John picks up the first box, propping it open before peering inside. Grabbing the small box inside he pulls out a pretty cute, limited edition Fluttershy figurine. One that he had picked up in mint condition off a friend who had been looking to sell it. Putting it on the desk in front of him he grabs the second box. Meaning that if that one was the Fluttershy one, then that meant this had to be.. Just as he thought of pulling out the complementary Rainbow Dash athlete figurine he scratches the back of his head, furrowing his brow while thinking things over. So if these two were here. He turns his attention back down towards the remaining boxes. At first he thought they may have been wrong orders. But checking the name and addresses on both they were still his. Scratching the back of his head Jon lets out a small. “Hrmmm..” Of worry, tilting his head, reaching over he grabs an old shirt and wraps it around his mouth. Of course it didn’t smell good but it was good protection against whatever could be in the boxes.


Popping open the first one he pulls out.. Yet another pony figure, this one seemed, pretty simple. Just like some of the other Twilight Sparkle ones he owned, but the title on this one was different. Reading “Real pony Twilight, has the same mannerisms as a real pony!” He can’t help but feel confused by the name. Was this some kind of new marketing thing? Was it meant to look like a real pony? Looking it up and down he shrugs and puts it with the others. Deciding he could always display it with the rest for fun. After all the packaging if anything seemed interesting. Unpacking some of the other figures he takes notice of a lot of the same things. In specific they all appeared to have the same real pony marketing to it, raising a brow and with a shake of his head  he set them all up. Each of the mane six were split up between the different boxes. Leaving him with only one left. Picking it up he pops the box open and reaches inside.


Pulling out the last package John stares at the strange looking Celestia figure. Right off the bat he couldn’t help but notice how large it’s behind was. Blushing slightly he turns it over a few times. He didn’t want to take it out of the box just in case the faulty model wasn’t held together too well. Plus with how off model it was there was no doubt this thing would provide quite a hefty sum were he to sell it, even if he didn’t he could probably show it off around his friends, a slight grin on his face with a small hum. Setting it off to the side with a few other defective or off model figures. Though as he’s looking over the different figures around him, not to mention the different merch in general all from my little pony he can’t help but feel his heart sink just a bit, making him lean back in his seat with a frown. Furrowing his brow as he stares up towards the spinning ceiling fan above. He wasn’t sure what it was but as he sat there he just couldn’t help but feel a slight twinge of sadness. The man couldn’t help but look around at everything else he had collected.


While of course the man adored his collection and everything he had gotten he still couldn’t help but feel lonely at the same time. He didn’t feel all too much for his life at the moment, he was mostly just moving throughout the days in and out collecting these figures, though he couldn’t help but wonder how life would be if he had been born into that world instead. John blushes slightly as the thought crosses his mind, he knew it was a pretty silly thought, something in all reality he shouldn’t be thinking about. He was a grown man after all. But at the same time he couldn’t deny how nice of a thought it was. To live his life in some magical pony world, just free of how his body was here and to be more like the figures he collected. Of course deep down he knew it was impossible, wishes just don’t come true. Picking himself up and out of his chair he glances over to the Celestia figure once more. He wasn’t sure what it was, maybe he just forgot how he placed it, but he couldn’t help but feel as if the thing had moved ever so slightly. Just tilting off to the side, with the eye of the figure now staring right at him. The sight ashamedly does make him shiver slightly, turning it back to how he thought it was facing when he got up.


Making his way downstairs John starts to go through the rest of his day, cooking himself some lunch, though while cooking he couldn’t help but feel like he was being watched, eyes darting around slightly as he looks all around him trying to find the source of that feeling, but even as he finished cooking some cheap insta food and makes his way back up he still couldn’t just shake that feeling. In fact it almost seems to follow him throughout most of the day,  leaving him squirming around slightly, scratching at the underside of his chin. Though nothing really seems to come from it, as he goes to lay down for bed John once again stares up towards the ceiling fan, watching it spin around. Slowly moving in rapid circles. Every once in a while he swore he could see what looked like small sparks shooting through the air. Coming from between the fan blades. Though thinking nothing of it he slowly closes his eyes, yawning as he turns over in his sleep.


“Mm… If only my life could be like that..” He mutters quietly to himself though right as he’s on the brink of falling asleep he sees a few small flashes of light on the edges of his visions, and for just a moment he swears he can feel himself being lifted up high into the air, his mind swimming with a bit of tired confusion, but he thinks nothing of it. Writing it off as falling into a dream. One final yawn leaves his mouth as he finally passes out.


“How about we give you what you truly desire~” A voice echoes through his mind as he falls into sleep. The dream that comes to him is fairly vague, a swirl of smells hit him full force. First and foremost the strongest was a thick, heavy musky stench that flooded his senses. While he wasn’t too familiar with it he could easily tell that it was the smell of sex, he wasn’t sure what it was but for how primal and foul the smell was he couldn’t help but grow aroused from it. It almost felt like he was falling, or rather floating downwards through a spiral. He couldn’t see anything in specific, just a swirl of different bright colors. One that almost felt like he was staring directly at a swirl of unicorn magic. While the feeling of excitement that filled him was strong, the disgust that came from the next smell was almost overwhelming. The smell of filth, he had grown up in a rural area. He was no stranger to the smell of horse apples, and this was just like the smell. Coughing and wincing on the stink he reaches a hand up to his mouth quickly covering it as he falls.


The final smell to come to him was something a good bit nicer, a thick and heavy smell of apples, pears and other foods. Both fresh, cooked and various other smells that dance across his senses. A much more delightful smell that accompanies him as once again he slowly starts to drift into a feeling of unconsciousness. The last few feelings he has before drifting off fully is the feeling of his back hitting the ground once more, though instead of his bed. For just a moment he feels his back hit something cold and hard. Groaning softly, tossing and turning on the ground he eventually wakes back up groaning softly as he picks himself up off the ground. Rubbing the back of his head with a low confused grunt. The man could feel his bare, sweaty back peeling off the cold tiles of the ground. Reaching up and still rubbing at the back of his head he takes a long look around.


He certainly wasn’t in his house anymore. It was a bit of a hard time to really focus or think through it. It looked familiar, but something about it felt alien too. Scratching the back of his head as he stares around John, with much effort manages to push himself into a sitting position. Reaching a hand down he gives a few quick scratches to his gut. Feeling his belly rumble loudly before licking his lip and belching slightly. “Eugh.. What in the world?” He questions still looking around. Looking up at the massive pillars, the stained glass, all of it felt so familiar. It wasn’t until his eyes landed ahead however, looking up to the massive throne sitting opposite of him that it finally clicked. Quickly getting up as he starts to walk his way over. “W-wait is this…”


“My throne? Why yes it is John~” A voice cuts him off coming from behind him. The man jumped in surprise. Freezing in place as it doesn’t take long for him to recognize the voice. Slowly looking over his shoulder towards the source of the voice he sees her standing there. While it wasn’t exactly what he was expecting he could easily tell it was still her. The princess, and leader of all of Equestria. Staring in shock as he takes a few steps back, eyes gazing upon the beauty that was Celestia. His jaw drops slightly as he tries to think of what to say, really anything to say. “Ohh? Is this not what you wanted, John?” Celestia asks, seeming to finally knock him out of his dazed confusion. Blushing heavily as he gives a firm nod.


“N-no I-I mean yes! I mean… I’m honored to be here your highness, b-but uh what exactly am I doing here?” He questions, blushing even deeper, rubbing the back of his head while he simply tries to process all of this. Just everything that's happening right now. Was this a dream? It had to be right? But shaking his head he quickly realizes just how disrespectful he was being! Quickly bowing his head down, kneeling down onto all fours with a deep bow of respect. “Apologies, your highness, I didn’t mean to disrespect. I’m just still adjusting to all of this!” He exclaims Celestia just chuckling, slowly making her way closer and closer to the human. As she grew closer it was only now that he could really see how she looked. Her body was strange, having a larger ass, looking just a bit more pudgy. In fact all of it almost looked just like one of the figures he had gotten. That sold it, all of this had to be a dream. There was no way Celestia would look like this in the real thing, he just had to be dreaming. Though at the same time he didn’t get to explore these dreams too much. So maybe he could have some fun here and see what adventure Celestia had for him.


“It’s nothing like that at all, John. I brought you here from your own world after all. Now I know this Equestria isn’t exactly the one you’re used to, but well I wanted to invite you to the real thing personally. I heard your wish, human. So tell me, if given the chance would you want to stay in this world? If not, I can send you back right now, and you will be free to return to your old life. Living through your life as it is now. The choice in the end is up to you John. But no matter what you choose your choice is final. So please do be sure what you choose is what you truly want.” Celestia explains. Making John look down in deep thought. He wasn’t sure about this. After all, he still thought this was a dream, but still the choice in a dream felt real enough. Looking up to Celestia she sees her expression properly for the first time. Making him blush slightly after a few more moments of thinking she takes a few deep breaths and nods.


“Yes.. I-I’d like to stay here in Equestria, your highness~” She explains with a nod. A wide smile on Celestia’s face as she nods again. “So what exactly am I meant to do, your highness? I don’t really know what I’m meant to do.” But before he can really continue Celestia bows her head down. Horn glowing brightly as she leans past his head, his upper body before tapping her horn right on top of his massive ass. Feeling that thing sinking deep into his ass, fat John blushes even deeper. Looking over his shoulder with a bit of a nervous chuckle. Reaching a hand up to the back of his head once more as he waited. Slowly the glow starts to intensify, growing brighter and brighter until a bright flash fills the room, making John jump in surprise as he feels a small jolt across his ass.. “A-ah what was that?!” He questions, looking over his shoulder, and at his rear. Only to see a hole burned into the flank of his pants. Staring down at it slackjaws as he could see something just underneath it. It at first looked like a tattoo, but remembering where he was he quickly shakes that thought off as he stares at his very own, new cutie mark. It was hard to make out, almost seeming a bit blurry. Squinting at it to try and get a better look makes Celestia chuckle once more.


“Apologies for the blurriness of it but it’s not exactly something I can easily fix at the time. You’ll have to discover your place in this world. But for now, until that time comes. I can make you a body that will fit.” She nods as slowly, small patches of light green fur start to spread across his lower body. At first only able to see it through the patches in his ass surrounding the cutie mark. But bit by bit he could feel his pants starting to grow tighter. Ass swelling in his pants as he groans slightly, eyes rolling back as he squirms and struggles slightly, reaching his hands down to fumble a bit with his pants. But with his already tight pants he found himself unable to do anything with his big meaty hands. Biting his lip softly as he lets out another small groan. Wincing from the strange feeling slowly filling his body. Giving his pants a few more tugs before eventually giving up. He could see his ass slowly pulsing and swelling. With every breath he took it would swell out another few centimeters. Reaching a hand down towards it he can feel his growing ass starting to slip through his pants. His crack showed over the edge of his pants. The hole on his flank started to grow larger. Seams on his ass tearing apart, before finally his pants split cleanly in half. A loud ripping noise echoing through the air either half of his pants falling to his sides.


But the changes didn’t stop there as he could feel a strange tingling down in his crotch as well. The feeling grows stronger and stronger as he can just feel his cock twitch and pulse. He couldn’t see past his gut but he could feel a strange pushing sensation right on the tip of his junk. “W-what the hell? U-uh your highness what’s h-happening?” He questions, looking back up to Celestia, wincing softly from the feeling as it almost felt like something was sucking against his junk. The princess smiles softly as she lifts a hoof up, pressing it right between his legs. Almost right away he could feel her hoof sink into where his cock should have been but there was something wrong about it. It almost felt like there was a pair of lips between his legs.


“Ah this was something I forgot to mention wasn’t it? You see we have quite a few stallions in this world already. The population of our mares are starting to fall a bit behind. I wouldn’t worry too much, it’s something you’ll get used to I promise. It is a small price to pay for the world you want to be a part of, yes?” She questions, and maybe it was. It wasn’t like John got a lot of use out of his cock in the human world. If this is what it meant to be able to live here then he wouldn’t mind paying for it. The fur starts to spread up towards his stomach and down to his legs. The next feeling of changes coming from his feet as he could feel his toes shifting, pulling in on themselves. Merging together. Once again he was unable to see the changes, only to feel them as his feet harden, turning into a new pair of hoofs. As the fur spreads up his lower body and stomach he looks down towards his hands with a smile. Watching as the changes start to pick up but just as he thought the changes would spread to his hands they seem to stop.


His stomach wobbles and gurgles loudly, feeling a strong pressure centered right on his stomach. Making him groan softly. Reaching his hands down he looks back up to Celestia who takes a few small steps back. Looking down to him with a bit of a curious look. “I-I’m sorry to ask your highness.. B-but what is.. H-happening?” He questions, slightly swaying in place. Trying to keep himself standing. Everything felt like it was spinning as the pressure grew stronger and stronger. He could see two bumps appear on either side of his stomach. Slowly growing larger and larger. A pair of two legs pushing out of either side, as his entire body seems to grow outwards. For just a split second he thought he was growing longer. But as those bumps grow out into a set of long, cartoony hooves he falls forwards, landing with a grunt as his hooves clop onto the ground. The final change to appear on his body was a long, flowing horse tail, the color of pale yellow pops out above his new horse ass. Flipping around as he lets out a small gasp of pure surprise.


Lastly he could feel his new puffy and tailhole puff out. Swelling in size as it twitches softly. Pleasure rocketing through him as he shutters softly. Clenching once he glances over his shoulder to look at his hole. A few small huffs leave his mouth as he flushes in humiliation. But before he could say anything about it there was a rumbling deep in his stomach, and one ever further down his body. Making him groan. “A-ah.. W-why do I feel so hungry?”


“Ah already feeling that huh? Welcome to life as a pony dear boy, come along I’ve already prepared a feast.” Celestia says, leading him to the dining hall where a massive spread of food was set up. As he sits down and stuffs his face Celestia starts to speak. “Now then, you have a very important job if you wish to stay here. I will send you to meet the elements of harmony. From there you will see what they have to teach you, once you’re done. Then you’ll be able to become the true pony you’ve always wanted~” John was hanging onto her every word, this wasn’t something he could fail. He wouldn’t, no matter what.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "My Little Horny pt1", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "18" }