What starts off as my first lucid dream turns into a living nightmare. Everything I thought to know as common sense is thrown out the window. I am now in the body of the white unicorn known as Rarity. How did this happen? Why is this happening?
Of all the worst things that could happen this is… terrible. (I cannot and WILL not use her catchphrase lest I actually become Rarity and lose all sense of myself.)
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A/N: I'm trying to veer away from self-insert. So if it sounds like this is actually coming from my perspective, it wasn't intentional.
My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is property of Hasbro studio.
This story is non-profit.
I'm not sure that this can be counted as a "Comedy" because in hindsight, it's not really that funny.

Edit: Well... after giving it a few re-reads and seeing the little bits of positive feedback, I've decided that I'll try to continue this again when I have time and inclination that overlap each other.

I've spent the past few years coming up with plans for every fictional situation imaginable, and with a 'recent' influx of X-turned-Nightmare stories, I've already come up with several but I never thought I'd be able to field test 'em!

Unfortunately, it looks like practice is harder than planning.

May contain beaten horse.

Tagged sex for possible innuendo as I usually can't resist.
Tagged the other bad things for the repeated failure of the MC to not be horribly maimed.

I've wanted to create one of those nutty over the top stories where the author blatantly doesn't give a flying fangdoodle for ages. So here I am making a lighthearted story despite all the horrible death and gore. Consistency of tone, I barely know her.

This story is a sequel to Alternate Beginnings: Year Two

In the third year since Doug's arrival in Equestria, the mares of Herd Apple decide to expand their numbers and in the process help Princess Celestia and Princess Cadance with a problem of their own. But, is there any help for their own foals?

Reading of previous books is not required, though some events from earlier years may be referenced.

Set approximately five years before the events of MlP:FiM

Sex tag is for relationships between human and ponies (no clop)

Previous Year:
Alternate Beginnings: Year Two

Continued in:
Alternate Beginnings: Year Four

Proof-reader/Editor by FTR2017 https://www.fimfiction.net/user/303596/FTR2017

Rated T for Teens Swearing

I had a pretty normal life...HAD being the choice word here. I lived with my grandmother who I swear we are too much alike...Which isn't a bad thing mind you. My brother, having two children who I loved to hyped up on sugar; and me a few weeks away to see my mother face to face, something I haven't done in a year or so.

My day started off normal like any others, get up, get something to eat and then maybe chill in bed before playing on my game system...that is until I was whisked away into another world because, someone decided to mess with a old magical book, and I made it worst by punching said person across the face...did I mentioned that said person; was the co-ruler of a land known as Equestria.

However, if she thinks she can say sorry and everything will be hanky dory with me...she has another thing coming!

My name is Brandon, and this is my story and why...sometimes, Sorry isn't Enough.

This story is a sequel to Alternate Beginnings: Year One

The mares of Herd Apple - Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy - celebrate the birth of Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo to the lone human in Equestria. The mares adjust to their life as dams in a town that isn't happy with their choice of stallion. Doug has to adjust a role he never thought he would have before he came to Equestria: caretaker of three foals.

Reading of previous books is not required, though some events from earlier years may be referenced.

Set approximately six years before the events of MlP:FiM

Sex tag is for relationships between human and ponies (no clop).

Previous Year:
Alternate Beginnings: Year One

Continued In:
Alternate Beginnings: Year Three

I've been best friends with Twilight since I was young, but since she's ascended, I've been left with a lot to think about. How will this change things between us?

Thanks to T for commissioning this story.

This story is a sequel to The Perfect Mate; Twilight Saga

It's been a good while since Ryan and Twilight had gotten married and the years have been good to them. Even after being together for so long though, the spark between them that kept things alive never seemed to die. One might beg to ask the question; How?
Ryan's way of doing it is as simple as it is difficult. Keep her happy, but keep her guessing. And never lose your sense of adventure and mystery. Because love is a fire; mystery will keep it burning, but adventure will keep it alive.

[Just a sweet little Valentines short]

An astute (oblivious) Rainbow Dash spends her days working, lounging, and hanging out with her best, completely platonic, in no way pining, 20% tsundere sis, Anon.

This story takes place in an AU called RGRE (Reversed Gender Role Equestria). If you're unsure of what that means, there's a group on fimfic that catalogues stories like these that might explain it best. If you're interested in content with a similar setting, consider joining it and looking around.

Cover Art by Affanita

“Do Humans Hibernate?” Rainbow has a question on her mind. She's not entirely sure why it's bothering her so much. It probably doesn't help that the only human she could ask is the world's greatest liar.

Cover art by Pusspuss this random guy called ‘Pen Mightier’ who probably wishes he is Pusspuss but isn’t.

Marshal: (mɑː.ʃəl) noun….etymology - archaic: Middle English, from Anglo-French ‘mareschal’, of Germanic origin; akin to Old High German ‘marahscalc’, from ‘marah’ (horse) + ‘scalc’ (servant). Originally referring to "a person in charge of the upkeep of horses or stable hand”. The station became a position of trust and power in medieval courts and went on to acquire its modern military usage.

I remember the time when I had to worry about high school classes. I remember the time when I worried about my future family, job, and finances. After that fateful day when I passed out as a sixteen year old boy. In high school class and woke in a little fillies room with a dark voice in my head. I've had nothing but worry about whether or not that dark voice would take me over and begin her campaign of terror. I am pinkamena Diane Pie and this is my story.
(AN/ I am a beginner I never did a story before but I could not ignore this opportunity. constructive criticism is welcome. editor wanted and welcome