It might sound a little bit stereotypical but you've always liked horses, ever since you were a little girl. The flexing of their powerful yet graceful muscles, the grace and beauty of their form,
You've always liked My Little Pony too, and used to completely surround yourself with plushies of your favorite characters and was super into the show at one point.
You;re a bit ashamed to admit it, but you also found them kind of sexy as well,
You weren't a lesbian, at least you didn't think so, but if a pony mare asked to go down on you, you probably weren't going to say no.
One night, while you were returning to your apartment from a long work day, completely ready to relax in the tub and flick your bean until you pass out, you heard a strange low humming sound that seemed to be coming from inside. You initially think nothing of it, reasoning that there must be some kind of electrical wiring problem
As you stepped into the living room you immediately knew something was wrong. Your once neatly stacked DVDs were in comppletely disarray and there was a half finished bowl of ice cream sitting on your couch. The door to you bedroom was open and you could clearly see that your bed looked like it was slept in, even though you know that you made it this morning before you left. Someone had somehow broken into your home while you were gone, and might still be here!
Suddenly you hear a noise come from behind and don't even get.the chance to turn around before a black shape flies over your head.
"What the— AHHHH!" you scream as you're unceremoniously tossed into a sack and with some effort picked up and slung over someone's shoulder.
"Ooof, you're heavy, maybe you need to lay off the snacks for a little while" you hear your unknown assailant mutter before slowly lugging you forward.
You try your best to break free from your prison while continuing to kick and scream but the material may as well have been made of kevlar for all the good kicking at it did.
Still, you were starting to have some kind of effect, as you hear your kidnapper grunt in frustration, "Stop. Struggling. If I let go of you once we pass through the portal I could lose you in the aether."
Big mistake. That only made you kick and writhe all the harder.
With a shout of pain the captor releases you and the bag is sent flying.
You feel yourself falling, falling, falling deeper and deeper until your body could take no more and you blacked out.
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