Kinda of an attempt at humour inbetween the massive lore dumps. Decided to mark this one as NSFW because of a descrption to play it safe (heh). Contains no actual porn.//

>Stacy used to be a successful model woman citizen of the 2040s
>A materialistic individualist, knows that she lives only once so she worked on that all the opportunities she could experience in her life would become realizable
>Everyone among her friend circle knew that wageslaving in hope of "builiding a career and climbing up the ladder" was only a waste of time that didn't actually guarantee a financial security, so she should live for herself
>So Stacy started an OnlyFans account
>Shortly after, she started to live like a queen
>She raked in some crazy money, being able to rent expensive, spacious, comfortable apartments in an elite neighbourhood
>She had sex with the handsomest men, who eagerly fullfilled all her kinks
>While an endless stream of money from her subscribers was flowing into her bank account
>But all that changed one day, with an alien invasion no less
>Mass media often portrayed aliens as some kind of funky humanoids, but these looked more like horses than humans
>Their leaders, a couple of ancient winged unicorns, were called to the UN General Assembly soon upon contact
>The horses have publically denounced the "leaders" of the humanity at the said assembly
>Leading to a good part of the 1% being turned into stone
>Including Stacy's home country's political elite, its allies and its geopolitical rivals
>The statues of all the presidents and prime ministers are now garnishing the capitals of the countries they've used to rule
>Establishing a "New Equestria" in the place of those nations, controlling most of their land aside from some outskirts
>New Equestria now controls like half of the land of the Northern Hemisphere, its Eurasian and North American parts of it being linked by the Arctic Ocean
>The "Old" Equestria immediately began to colonize the land and is aiming to have the entire Earth under their control
>Some would think that there would the hot, hung stallions taking the women for themselves while the men watched
>Those people never have been so wrong
>Instead, most of the colonists are mares
>And on top of all that, the New Equestrian government issued mare wives to human men in exchange of permanent housing in spacious cottages and mansions, often built by the new settlers as a part of the "Equestrianization" of the human lands
>That thing have divided human society even more
>There are a lot of men who accepted the ponies
>They supported the Equestrian colonization and the marriage with mares
>As soon as there were pony settlers in Stacy's city, there were lots and lots of men with mares
>Playing together outside
>Doing the sappily romantic couple things like dating, hugging and kissing in the park
>Some of the men wore "pony only" shirts
>And had tattoos of their girlfriends' "cutie marks", the magical imprints on their flanks
>Ponies were unescapable
>Apparently there were a lot of them in the Old Equestria due to very long period of prosperty and peace, but due to a recent magical anomaly there weren't a lot of stallions
>And as mares would often say, it's that they find the "humie colts" very cute anyway
>Mainly, the alien ponies were the "featureless" ones, the winged ones and the single-horned ones
>But there also were the rarer kinds
>The ones who looked like the featureless kind but they looked like they were made out of crystal
>The zebras, stripes and all, were mostly seen running the "new" kind of drug clinics were they sold potions
>The leathery winged kind with protruding fangs, Stacy saw them during evening at times
>She even saw the other kind of the unicorns a couple of times, but those had leonine manes, scaly backs and their horn appeared antleresque
>She read that those could turn into fire
>Of course, there were also a lot of men expressing their distaste at the "species traitors who betrayed the natural order created by *deity_name*"
>They had a lot of support, particularly from the women whose pool of potential partners have drastically shrinked down due to the mares taking them, and scared couples
>Every time since the takeover and then there were protests against the New Equestria's policies of encouraging the human-pony marriages
>And they became even worse when the consequences of a such union became apparent around a year after the takeover
>When a mare got impregnated by a human, she either a had a fully pony filly, or a fully human boy, but they couldn't give birth to fully human girls
>While this fact have destroyed the previous take of that humans cannot interbreed with ponies, much less the alien kind, it only added fuel to the protests as it raised concerns about the future of women
>Stacy, as a woman that got severly impacted by the closing of OnlyFans and who was concerned about her own future, has been protesting and donating to the organizators since the start
>She saw multiple men being overpowered and dragged by the pony cops
>Including one with what looked like military augmentations
>There were only a couple of times that Stacy saw a live augmented person
>The mechanical implants became available only like a couple of years before the invasion
>Those were insanely expensive and thus were only available to the ones that really could afford them
>Such as the elite military corps, anti-terrorist agencies or the expensive building projects for the 1%
>Those implants gave the humans new possibilities of expanding their physical abilities, the people who had them were much stronger than an average man
>But all those metallic limbs were still nothing compared to ponies
>Enraged, the augmented military veteran tried to attack the cop mare, only for her to easily overpower him and drag him to the van
>Those protests were not so secretly used by the New Equestrian government to convert more men
>A lot of male protesters, who often wrote about the day of revenge coming soon, would often a complete 180 on their rhetoric
>Encouraging men to interbreed with mares
>Posting their selfies where they had collars on their necks
>Many of those accounts have appeared to be far too organic to be Equestrian plants doing demoralization
>The Internet have changed in a way since the invasion
>Some websites like OnlyFans had to be closed, much to Stacy's dismay
>It was her main source of revenue, and she have been burning her money to the various "protest organizators" without gaining any in turn
>To the point she soon couldn't even afford to pay her rent
>And there's also that asshole with his alien horse who had moved in recently
>Stacy hated that couple and how awfully smug they were
>Previously that house has been occupied by a nice old man named George
>But in exchange of good ol' George moving into a peaceful home in mainland Equestria to live his last years in, his house have been given to a man-mare couple for starting a family in
>The schmuck, who acted like just like every pony lover and his girlfriend, the green pegasus with a pink mane (she could recall that her name is Merry May, but the species traitor's name evaded Stacy) have disgusted every fiber of her being
>Sometimes the horse would smugly say that the lonely Stacy doesn't need to frown, that there's still a lot of fish in the pool
>That kind of a mock comfort felt like an insult to Stacy, like salt to the wound
>Despite all the increasing outrage, it looked like the men were only succumbing to the mares
>All those broken protestors
>The entirety of X's front page was occupied by those people
>As if those MARED and pony supremacy videos being spammed all over the Internet weren't revolting and demoralizing already
>Stacy watched only one such video, dropping it before it ended, feeling a mix of rage and disgust
>Not like sexually submissive men were Stacy's thing (unless it was yaoi of course), but it seemed almost all the pony-human content was about mares dominating men
>Stacy couldn't grasp it, she thought men were supposed to be the strong ones, to be able to guarantee protection to women
>But all the MARED porn made it look like every man harboured a submissive streak
>The video started with the couple being obnoxiously lovey-dovey, with the mare being overly comforting and maternal to her man
>Talk about mommy issues some men have
>Then it escalated into the mare wearing seductive clothing, the man dropping on his knees, begging her to take him
>The mare used her man like a living dildo
>Moaning sexually as she praised him and his body, occasionally dropping some teasing degradation
>While he kept going on how good her pony pussy feels, begging her to fuck him harder
>Stacy winced and closed that tab
>Clearly the type of video appealing to both mares and men, promoted by the government and often used as a propaganda to encourage interspecies relationships
>Time to check what's on X
>Most of the old social media was still around
>Elon Musk, the 73-year old tycoon, somehow adapted to the new norm whilst the majority of his fellow billionaires underwent severe repressions, their businesses either being nationalized or bought by the Equestrian upper class
>Some say that the owner of X, or Twitter as 25+ year old accounts still called it, has his life at hornpoint, which is why it still exists as a platform where demoralization and grifting thrives
>Also while being one of the most influential people at the time of the invasion, he had to concede some of his thriving businesses to the Equestrian aristocrat Fancy Pants, among many others
>But really, he must thinking of something, right?
>Especially with his business being taken away from him
>He would strike when the horses drop their guard
>With such thoughts, Stacy checked on some "Tirugb Tirugvi", someone who have been organizing some protest on a scale never seen before
>She has been following them for quite awhile
>They've announced the date, time and place the protests were going to start
>June 3rd, at 12:00 PM EST
>Rejoiced, Stacy donated some more of her money to Tirugb Tirugvi
>She couldn't wait for that day
>Finally, the women and the good men would break the cuffs imposed to them by ponies!
>Stacy laid on the bed with good thoughts

>Days and weeks have come and gone then
>3rd June have finally arrived
>Stacy couldn't really afford to go to a protest that was supposed to be held in another city
>She didn't even have money to even pay rent for her apartments anymore
>She didn't want to go live in a capsule pod hotel
>She remembered when she lived there, never again
>Little to no space, and next to no privacy
>But she had to go live there, but...
>All the capsule pod hotels were abolished by the New Equestrian government for the reasons of "discouraging the further human self-destruction by limiting themselves to unlivably small living spaces"
>The same government also have sent Stacy a letter
>Which stated that since she doesn't have permanent housing, she will be sent to what used to be Kazakhstan to mine uranium
>Stacy couldn't ever handle such an opportunity
>Dangerous mining on the opposite side of Northern Hemisphere, far away from her city
>And her family
>The government sent such letters to many single women that didn't own their own home
>Stacy already have met Jessica, her old school friend
>Possibly for the last time in her life
>Jessica had to go to Qaidam Basin to mine local minerals there, and was on the way to join her future "coworkers", a team of women dressed in appropriately gloomy clothing
>She needed to find somewhere to live in this city
>Stacy opened X (formerly Twitter) on her phone
>Checking for Tirugb Tirugvi since it's the day
>Weird
>Their account is deleted
>People are commenting that there's nothing at the site of the supposed protests
>Some say that they just stole all the money, while others insist that the Equestrian intelligence agencies got Tirugb Tirugvi
>Stacy put her phone on the couch, letting a heavy sigh out
>How close, and yet again nothing happened
>Stacy decided to go outside on this warm, sunny day
>There's something that ponies brought with themselves, controllable weather
>All the extreme, unpredicted weather became a thing of the past
>Since then, weather has been carefully planned, and the forecasts became weather schedules
>Stacy went into the park, full of mare-man couples
>It seems like there's more and more ponies in the city as the time passes
>And many of them have the filthy species traitors beside them
>There are ponies and humans with strollers, taking their spawn for a walk as well during this sunny Saturday
>There's a man with the weird, scaly lilac unicorn
>Those are combustible, could wreck havoc if pissed off, right
>Stacy came to the man, intending slap his butt
>But within two meters of the man, she felt a force throwing her through the park
>The scaly unicorn turned her head, giving Stacy a sideways glance
>Stacy felt landing on something soft
>She looked at the unicorn stallion, who was apparently responsible for her soft landing as his horn glowed
>"Be careful, miss. Humans are pretty fragile, you know." the unicorn said
>Most mares and their men laughed
>The scaly unicorn also snickered, sitting on a bench with her boyfriend
>He gave her a peck on the cheek, and she reciprocated kissing him on the lips
>Stacy got off the pillows, which then proceeded to disappear
>The unicorn nodded
>Stacy felt embarrassed
>All the big pony eyes kept looking at her, the mares whispering things to each other
>Those make her feel uncomfortable
>They look like they see through one's entire being
>She feels uneasy
>But she knows how to keep her cool
>The stallion still looked at Stacy
>She focused on his square snout
>She makes a gesture, intending to press her finger on his snout
>Without hesistance, she quickly does so, causing the stallion to scrunch
>She then went away from the park
>Shortly after, she stumbles upon a meat-serving restaurant
>Those became highly popular and weren't owned by ponies, but by rather different species from the same place
>They looked like they were lions but with heads of eagles, their forearms being claws
>This particular one looked like it needed a kitchen worker
>Stacy had some knowledge with working at the kitchen
>Honestly, better that than the uranium mining
>She's been greeted by the restaurant owner
>A griffon male
>"Good day, mister. Do you need a worker?"
>"Why yes! Of course I do. We feed a lot of you humans, you know. I had a human girl working for me until recently, but she's now gone. She said that she's been forced to work in the middle of nowhere now because she doesn't own a home."
>The griffon grunts in disappointment
>"So, we need some to look after the kitchen here. Prepare the orders and keeping the place tidy."
>That's exactly what Stacy needed to hear
>"I can do all of that. Hire me, please."
>And he did hire her
>On this very same day, just mere hours later she have been preparing the ordered food
>There's a lot of humans coming to have a lunch
>Sometimes, the men would come in with their mare girlfriends
>Despite the stereotype, ponies didn't freak out over humans consuming meat
>Aside from banning horse meat from being produced and sold, most mares were rather accepting of their humans' carnivorous nature
>The day went fast
>The restaurant was about to be closed, as Stacy asked her new boss about if there could be an another bed
>Thankfully, there was
>The griffon was flattered by that his human worker decided to sleep there
>Stacy explained she also needs to go far away from the city as she's single and doesn't own a home
>She said that she needed protection so the authorities wouldn't take her away
>The griffon agreed to help her out and to keep her safe in his restaurant
>Since then, she has been working every day in the restaurant
>Receiving pay that she could spend on her own necesssities
>The days, then entire weeks came and went
>Stacy actualy enjoyed her menial (and rather traditional for a woman) job
>She felt like she finally found the place in her life
>Preparing quality food for restaurant, making it more successful than its competitors
>Maybe she could afford her own house soon
>She knew that her previous, egoistical lifestyle didn't do her justice
>When OnlyFans closed, she simply wanted to settle down, to find her perfect man that could help her carry on her old materialistic habits
>She hated mares because she was simply jealous of them taking the men that she wanted to have
>She have finally realized that this isn't the right path
>But her actually being helpful to everyone is
>She heard her boss get up in the early morning
>The door closed as the griffon went outside
>Stacy got up from her bed, following her boss
>Through the deserted streets of the city
>Feeling the cool morning breeze, before the summery heat settles in
>The city have changed a lot since the invasion
>There's now a lot of pony-oriented stores, such as the horn care one replacing the local Gamestop
>The highway running through the city have been replaced by high speed railway
>There weren't much cars around anymore as it used to be, and the city's public transport has been largerly replaced by the carts and trains
>Aside from the protests, which have became quieter since the early spring, many of them being held by the same kind of people Stacy used to be, the crime have been reduced greately
>Stacy reached the bench on the waterfront, where her boss sat on
>She took a seat, and he enveloped her with his wing
>Stacy thought her griffon boss was cute
>Maybe she will ask him out one day
>If there's many men who are okay with being in romantic relationships with someone of another species, why should she be any different
>She leaned against her boss
>Watching as the sun rises from the river
>Enjoying the moment
>Stacy didn't even notice as hours came by
>The griffon took a look on his wrist watch on his bird arm
>"Let's go, Stacy. We have a lot of work to do today."
>She couldn't wait for a yet another day
>Working for her purpose

The End.