The following "Adventures of Anontonio in Equestria" is a story for Dadonequus threads or Discord Dad General on /mlp/

>day cazzo you had an accident and are regaining consciousness
>be Anontonio
>boy does your head hurt
>your mama always told you that you should wear a helmet when driving on your Vespa in the hills
>but you didn't listen, you're no bambino
>you always preferred your flatcap anyways
>"Little -olt, ---tle colt! Ohhh, I -ope he's a-rig--..."
>some soft spoken angel's voice is calling out to you
>wait, that's not Italian
>owch, ayyy
>nevermind the head, your everything hurts
>at least it means you survived
>you're not in the next life yet
>"-alm do-n dear -lutt-rshy, ou- little guest -eems t- be commin- too."
>another foreign, yet quirky voice responds
>you begin to recognize some of those words
>you half-assed your way through English classes in high school
>you faintly start to put together the cause of the accident in your head
>you where on the job delivering pizza
>out of nowhere while driving you were blinded by some oval shaped light and then nothing
>foreigners must of blinded you with their high beams and hit you with their car
>no way you'll be able to collect on that tip now
>...
>damn tourists
>you faintly hear munching sounds followed by the quirky voice again
>"Ah but Fluttershy, look the picnic isn't ALL ruined. Forget about the colt for a moment and try some of this pizza! It's thin and toasty with a delicious unique pungent flavor."
>your hearing becomes clearer
>pizza?
>after suffering through an accident, these foreigners are enjoying YOUR delivery
>like hell were you going to stand for that without payment
>"Now Discord, I hardly--"
>you cut off the angel before she could rebuke
>your eyelids angrily force open and you, in your best english you can muster shout
"LETTA GO OV MAI PIZZA, TIEVS!"
>10/10, surely you got your message across
>You see before you what you can only imagine are are a pair of pastel colored pupazzos looking down at you with a pastel colored sky just above
>one of a shocked horse and the other, a smug snake-like being
>probably stiched with whatever spare parts the plushie factory had left over and still munching on YOUR pizza
>...
>you think you're either hallucinating from some heavy medication after the accident or that you're trapped in one very strange nightmare
>you notice something pastel colored covering your nose and you reach out to touch it with your hand
>but instead you see this flat circular fluffy nub howeveing from the extension of your now fluffy pastel colored arm
"Auurgh!"
>you yelp in horror as you instinctively bring your other hand to bare with your face only to realize that another nub appears and you yelp once more
"Aaaauuurghhh!!"
>you focus on getting your upper body up form your laid down back position to get a better look at yourself
>"W-we didn't mean to-"
>you instinctively cut off angel horse in another yelp as you observe your body
"Aaaruuughhhaghhrr!?!"
>your legs have the same nubs at the end instead of feet
>you have a tail currently covering your privates which you REALLY don't want to think about right now
>you have these two feathery appendages sticking out of your back, wings?
>your face has some sort of muzzle and you're fluffy all over
>never in your wildest dreams have you ever thought you could get THIS hairy, or so you thought
>what are you supposed to be, some kind of magical talking donkey plush?!
>you begin to shake
>"Now now, no need to get rude little one. If you "really" want it back, you can have it."
>you just notice the Trogdor look-a-like with an ass's head is sitting on a pastel shaded vespa
>a vespa that eerily resembles the one you use to deliver pizza right down to the decals and pizza boxes
>you then watch in shock as it regurgitates the pizza it ate onto it's lion's paw and the slice rematerializes as if it was never chewed to begin with
>you cringe as you watch it put the slice back into one of the open pizza boxes and ass-face speaks up again
>"There, was that so bad?"
>mortal men like you were not meant to witness such things
>you can't wake up
>you can't unsee
>you want off this hell
"AAAAUUUURRGHHURAAAHHH!?!!"
>you yell one last time and pass out

Bonus to my readers: A fellow writer, Erf made a Vocaroo of the end of this chapter. I had a good laugh listening to my own writing red, so I though I'd share it. Link here: http://vocaroo.com/i/s0JN9mEWCUmv