Real Life My Little Ponies Novels & Stories

The truth always made its way out. “No way,” Marcus protested, his eyes widening slightly. “Last time we played I ended up admitting I still watched My Little Pony .” Taliana let out a loud laugh, though she quickly apologized to Marcus before saying, “I’m totally in.” Sebastian sat back as Michael explained the rules, and the game began. Jude had flat-out refused to play before storming off in protest of Taliana’s drinking, and it took a little convincing to get Marcus to participate, but he soon gave in and chugged from the bottle before passing it around. Michael had taken it upon himself to begin the first round and scanned the players’ faces.

“But I don’t need another jockey. I need stock.” Her stomach flipped. “Stock.” “Ponies.” He said it flat, like it was the most normal thing in the world. “Human ones. Trained right. Broken right. Displayed. Raced. Used. My stable wins because my ponies *want* the bit between their teeth. They leak for the whip. They cum when the crowd watches them crawl.” Mia’s breath caught. She’d seen the underground forums. The private races where girls in full tack got paraded, plugged, fucked, and bet on. She’d touched herself to it more than once, hating how wet it made her.

She made an attempt to speak, but she can't, she is still too small. 一How are you, little one, well?一. My voice sounded sweet. I sat on the edge of her bed. She just nodded her head and smiled. She has the same eyes as her daddy. She's a very pretty girl. 一What do you want to do, tell me一. I smiled. She pressed her lips into a line and sat down. 一Pony一. She stammered as she pointed to the small TV on the other side of the room.

“Have you ever ridden a horse before?” “No, I have never but it has always been my dream to ride on one. When I was younger I always used to—Forgive me, I had not realized that I was blabbering too much” Aurora apologized. Embarrassed that she was about to tell a complete stranger the story of her life…her true life. A life when she was younger and would look through peep holes to look at the privileged kids ride their newly brought horses and all she had ever wanted was a little pony. All those times when she would ask Santa for a pony and with every year, she would be left disappointed.

Then I feel him remove the blindfold from my eyes. I open my eyes to see a beautiful nursery room in front of my eyes. The walls were decorated with light blue colors, and many different cartoons and animes like the cartoons of a power ranger, the mini-adventures of Winnie The Pooh, Nobody, Yona in the Dawn, etc.

Gryphon flies down in front of the crowd, and they all stare in fascination. I ask, “Gryphon, we have a girl who would like to know if unicorns exist.” Gryphon chuckles, “Yes, they are real, but they don’t live on your Earth. They would all be killed, so I protect them.” Then he whistles and four unicorns fly in with four pegasi. There was a huge round of applause, and the girls were asking to pet them.

I'll let my father tell the story at dinner because I know he's dying too. Misha looks at me in amazement, “It's not cold.” “No, Misha. Here everything is how you wish it to be.” “So I could wish for a rainbow?” she asks. I nodded and she giggled. Suddenly, there's a rainbow over us and a flock of white doves cooing and flying around. Flowers dot the shoreline and a herd of unicorns now graze across the water from us. “Are you happy now?” “That's so cool! Are unicorns real?”

I raised a curious eyebrow. "A pony, huh?" I rubbed my eyes and pushed my hair out of my face. I tried to think about where she could ride a pony. She was still too small to ride a real pony. "Do you want to go to a carnival?" Her eyes went wide. I wasn’t sure she knew what that was, but she looked awfully excited. I chuckled at her. "Does that sound fun?" "There will be ponies?" she asked. I shrugged and nodded. A carousel counted, right?

“They live in another nation.” “In another nation… which nation? I know almost every country and I can tell you they don’t exist anywhere.” Dalton cocked an inquiring eyebrow at me. I could feel Millie’s gaze on me, probably curious to know where unicorns actually live. “They exist in my imagination.” I revealed while looking down at Millie before adding, “In our imagination.” “Yes,” Millie smiled up at me, happy with my response. Dalton wasn’t pleased seeing this. “You’re spoiling Millie.” He pointed out.

Shortly thereafter, he shifted his attention back to me, the anticipation of his words hanging in the air. “Have you ridden a horse before?” he asked and I raised a brow. No I haven’t ridden one before. While I had witnessed countless portrayals of horse riding in movies and games, the experience had eluded me. The closest encounter with a horse-like creature had been a black pony, a birthday gift for Kate. Tragically, the pony's life was cut short, despite Kate's fantasy of becoming a queen with a pony sidekick. Her uncle, who owned a ranch, had presented the pony in pursuit of her whimsical dreams.