New story: 'The Purple One'

yay my brain finally fixed itself and my creative flare returns! I am currently working on a story i call 'The Purple One' (:3 purple).

I can't really explain the story so have an extract of the first few paragraphs. (note: the story has not been proofread yet)

WARNING SPOILERS! CANNOT SPOILER IT ALL SO DO NOT READ IF YOU DONT WANT SPOILERS

Every piece of my new body ached a low yet annoying pain, changing my form into almost a new creäture is a dangerous and painful process, lucky to have survived the transformation with my sanity intact. To my delight i was still somewhat clothed, i still had my purple hat and dark leather jacket, 'Leather probably isn't the best idea in this world' I thought to myself as I slow got to my feet. Damn four legs is different to tow legs, guess I don't get arms any more.

I walked up to a small shallow pond to see what i had become. Good, I'm a pony i will fit in perfectly. I opened my mouth revealing thousands of tiny white needles, each linked to poison glands in my cheeks. I opened my mouth wider eventually splitting the bottom jaw, letting my thin tounge hang out. 'Perfect'. I checked my flank aware ponies here have a 'cutie mark', blank-flank. "Well...s***," i calmly said to myself, strange how calm i can sound when frustrated.

I decided it was time for me to leave the forest and find some life other than wolves made of sticks and chicken-snakes that turn you to stone,'Seriously why are there chicken-snake hybrids turning stuff to stone?'. The edge of the forest was not far, and neither was a town.