'UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!' he screamed right inside his head.

'Holy Jesus... WHAT IS THAT?... WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!' Someone better get Private Pyle so he can explain that shit. RIGHT NOW.

Bellow him stared an e... equi... equine? Is that what its called? Ugh WHATEVER he was not trained that far in English nor did he listen in lessons or care too much in this moment of distress. Lets just say he saw a horse face. Seriously a freaking white to orange colored horse face oh and to top it off it also had a horn some flashy orange eyes with redish instead of white... stuff around its iris. Last but not least in order to completely flush his brain down the toilet and shit alongside there was something else. Her mane, you know the hair part on top of a horses head? Well it was on fire. Literally. Want to know something else? It was freaking long like 2 meters at least. Oh... there was something else too... it was wrapped around him...

With all of this counting together and the bravery of a noble knight... he screamed like a little girl.

'UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE GET IT OFF ME!' was what he tried to say but all that came out was a VERY loud squeak.

The horse thing jumped at the scream... well jumped was put a little too lightly put as he was kicked up into the air. This didn't last long however, as he was quickly pulled back by some sort of gravity which returned from maybe 10 meters to back in less than half a second. This made him slam back first against the ground... fiery ground... yeah... Not that he could care at that moment. His head hit the ground too which made a loud screech go through his ear. You know the one where you feel like you got a flashbang right into your face which you suddenly hear in the middle of the night. It was more than enough to make him shut his eyes to try to ease the pain slightly.

His entire body felt numb again like back at space. What was going on here? Why... why was he here? Why can't he simply be in darkness and be done with it? Suddenly he felt something wet touch his cheek.

'Am... am I bleeding?' he thought as the back of his head began to sting. That was when his gaze turned upwards to spot a certain horse staring down at him. Its eyes filled with tears, its face completely horrified. It... tried to scream something at him but he still couldn't hear anything. That was when he felt something wrap itself around his neck before he is lifted upwards. The horse laid down on its back again as it continuously rubbed its cheek against his, smearing some of its tears along with... makeup? Against his own.

'What the fu...'

"Shhh now shhhh, mother is here do not worry." the female voice came again, this time he knew it was from the horse... the shit? "I am so sorry my child, I have let you get hurt, again." she let out a whimper.

'Could anybody tell me what is goi...'

"I am supposed to be the true ruler of Equestria and yet I can't even take care of my own foal..." she whispered absently until as her gaze crossed with his half lidded eyes. Staring into his for a few moments her grip then tightened as to make sure he wouldn't ever get out of it again.

"I swear to the sun, I will be the best mother in the entire universe and I shall make the strongest stallion Equestria has ever seen out of you one day. The greatest tree can only produce the best apple after all."

'Ehhhhh' he thought at the weird comparison and at the former sentence which he guessed had to be a concussion. She however quickly snapped her head back to him, her eyes determined to mother him again...Shit... Uh hey Lucifer are you sure you don't want the soul of this hot piece?

"Hush now, mother will make everything better." and she went to her nuzzling again. Fucking great her mascara was probably still wet, he always wanted to have a black painted cheek instead of an orange one after all... WAIT WHAT?!

Suddenly the horse got closer to his face again, not to nuzzle him this time, that much was clear. Why? Well remember that gigantic horn he talked about? Yeah... it was glowing and sparkling now... if he ever finds the kind of drugs he must have gotten before this he would strangle the guy who made them and overdose afterwards... he wondered what he would see then. Perhaps Half Life 3, his great great great grandfather was said to have waited for its release...

Without him even wanting to, a small wince escaped his throat. With his eyes focused on its horn it wasn't very hard to realize what he was afraid of. The horse stopped for a moment saying:

"Please little Dawnbreaker, do not be afraid of me. I would never intentionally hurt you."

'Dawnbre...-?' he tried to ask but was instead hit with its horn. Weird thing was it didn't feel like it actually touched his forehead this time but rather something above it. None the less the moment it touched whatever was there he felt warm inside, like the giddily kind of warm like the first days he slept here.

Looking up he saw the relieved eyes of... okay fuck it of Daybreaker staring up at his forehead or rather above it. What the fuck was there anyway?

"Your horn will heal completely, all you need is rest for now."

'My what?' he asked trying to reach up to his forehead only to realize he was still constricted there. That however didn't seem to matter as he was rolled on his stomach so it touches hers, with his eyes looking up into the... ehhh... mares?

'Mare? is that how female horses are called? I should really have taken the biology lessons serious.'

Suddenly he heard a light *puff* above him. Looking up he spotted a pair of wings going down on him again. Staring to the side he noticed how they looked like they were connected to her sides. He gave her an odd stare.

'A horn and now wings?! What is this, a fantasy movie?'

She however didn't seem to mind the slightest as she instead raised him to her neck while moving her chin over his head.

"I promise you my foal, I will make train you to become one of the most powerful unicorns to have ever existed. One day we can escape this prison and take over Equestria... together."

Before he could even think about what she said the mare began to rub her chin into his neck and holy fuck... have you ever freshly showered, got into washed bedclothing along with a rainy cool night and an opened window? Yeah have that once and triple it. His questions would need to wait for tomorrow he needed to rest first...

Smoooch

'Argh for fucks sake stop iiiiiiiii-' schmoooch

One would think Alexander has seen the worst of the worst already. Working a 14 hour shift in a mine, flying out into space, being hit by a meteor shower and being cooked by the sun itself would be bad enough but apparently death still had to break his dignity too.

He almost managed to get out a growl as he glared up at the mare who assaulted him for the last few hours. She in the meantime wasn't bothered by this at all. Instead leaning in once again with those torturous lips. Alexander guessed that his entire face was already full of lipstick, yes he was serious he discovered she was carrying that too. How wasn't it melting along the rest of the mascara?

Finally retreating her face once again she gave him a smirk. "One would almost think that you were born with a more reddish coat little one." Oh yeah that too. Alexander was sure of it now, this mare must have done something to him and his body. She must also be responsible for this... somehow. Unfortunately he still found it impossible to speak. Why? Well, he couldn't move his tounge. I know it sounds ridiculous but yes it was true. He guessed that the muscles there were not strong enough yet. He hoped it would develop soon so he could tell this mare to fu..- smoooch

GOD DAMN IT

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Alexander woke up once again. Days have been intertwined with each other making it impossible for him to tell how much time has passed since he first woke up here. Turning his head to the mare he noticed how she was still asleep so he knew he still had some time left until he was tortured again...

Hold on DID HE JUST MOVE HIS HEAD?!

As his eyes snapped open again he tried to lift his head... Easier said than done but the thought that the faster he could walk the faster he could get away from her filled him with determination. Finally up he almost fell over but managed to find his balance. Then he turned to his legs... oh boy this would be interesting.

What he saw were not his normal human legs but orange furred hoofed legs. Yeah you can imagine what happened next right? He immediately lost his balance falling backwards where thankfully the mare was sleeping so he hit her side. This didn't stop him from looking at the rest of his body the best he could and what he saw hit the final nail in the coffin. For one he didn't have anything human on his body left. It looked like his lower body resembled a centaur but the fur didn't stop at his legs and went further even beyond his chest area.

Gulping quietly he slowly raised his front leg, to his face... or well whatever it was now. Something was clear, he was not human anymore. That was when he reached his forehead and touched something EXTREMELY sensitive. He almost let out a tear as his hoof reached it far too harsh resulting in shockwaves of pain and unpleasantness going through him. It took him almost 2 minutes to completely calm down with the stinging still remaining but lowering itself to a bearable level. This time he was far more gentle just barely even scraping it. What he felt was the end of his sanity. You remember this horn thing that the mare had? Well if the pillar growing on top of his head was any indicator he would say the same was growing there too...

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WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU