It’s been a week since Soarin became a Cheerleader. He woke one morning, still in Rarity’s boutique, stretching his giant butterfly wings and legs, when the stallion felt like something was off. He grumbled, slowly getting out of bed and strode to the calendar on the right wall, with Friday circled in bright red marker.
“Ican’t believe I’m going to my first performance as a cheerleader, then again I can’t believe I’m a cheerleader period. Thankfully, at least the routine was easy enough to figure out and the girls Spitfire found are amazing. Least I won’t have to worry about making a fool of myself.”
That was when Soarin noticed a breeze went under his nether regions and felt that something was missing. Soarin’s body started to sweat as he hesitantly passed a hoof down underneath his back legs and felt two small fleshy sacks, only to find something rather important missing between the two bulbs. He squeaked in horror, stumbling backwards into a wall, sending a loud boom echoing throughout the house.Soarin could hear Rarity running upstairs and quickly took his blanket to cover himself before the mare burst in through the door, concern all across her face.
”Soarin, are you alright?”
Soarin blushed and stammered,”Oh, hey um...yes everything is fine.”
Rarity peered down at him and asked, ”Are you sure darling? You seem rather flustered.”
Soarin whispered with a fearful expression,”I...I need to go see Nurse Redheart and...c..can I borrow a dress.”
Rarity blushed, quickly putting things together in her mind. “This was going to happen eventually, I just wish it didn’t happen so suddenly.’
Of course darling, when your ready I'll help pick one out for you.”
Soarin waited for Rarity to leave and as she closed the door. Soarin looked down at the floor with tears forming in his eyes and he sobbed into his blanket.
A few minutes later Soarin was now waiting patiently in a Nurse Redheart’s office with only a simple purple dress covering “her” body. As of right now Soarin knew that she without a doubt was a mare.
Nurse Redheart walked into the office with a stack of files on her back and a blush on her face. “Well Soarin there’s no other way to say it but, you’re a mare...biologically speaking anyways.”
Soarin groaned and slammed her hooves over her eyes. “I knew this would happen, but I never thought it would be so sudden!”
Nurse Redheart sighed, trying to be as patient as possible, the white coated mare sat down and laid the tests out in front of the distressed mare. “It’s alright Soarin, it’s not that bad. Ignoring the current issue, everything else about you is healthy and there doesn't seem to be any complications. Do you want me to explain things now? We can wait we don’t need to do this.”
Soarin gulped lowering her hooves and stammered, “So…so...I…I’m fertile.”
Redheart nodded awkwardly at the comment as she continued, ”Yes, well when you become in heat that ise. Did you read up on the pamphlets I gave you? They provide some very detailed information on the subject.”
The pegasus grumbled, thinking back to when she did read those stupid pamphlets and nodded. ”Yeah, I understand them well enough.” His/her tone making it clear their mood was still a little irritable.
Redheart shook her head and stacked all the files. “If this is too uncomfortable we can go over all this later.”
Soarin sighed in relief. “Yes, thank you Celestia it's finally over!”
She got up and quickly stammered, “Thanks for the info..we can go more in depth later. I just ...I just need time to get used to this.”
Redheart gave Soarin a smile. “No worries, I understand this is all new. Please go and relax. When you’re ready we can go through all this medical mumbo jumbo together.”
Soarin just got up with a smile, “Thanks Nurse Redheart.” The pegasus slowly left the hospital and walked through Ponyville, looking downtrodden as ponies waved at her, some even cheering her on. Soarin gave them a smile back knowing everypony was supporting her through the changes. But she still felt strange and unsure of the transformation, it just felt, odd for lack of a better term.
The pegasus’s mind continued to wrestle with these thought as she eventually returned to Rarity’s boutique, finding the titular mare eating breakfast, though she stopped once she caught sight of Soarin, her face starting to glow. “Oh, you’re back...so how was your visit?”
Soarin’s expression remained completely flat, feeling her appearance should’ve been a clear enough answer to the question. “Well, I just learned definitively that I’m biologically a mare now.”
Rarity, unsure of what to say, gulped as she chose her next words, “Well…how are you feeling about all this?”
Soarin turned her head away and whispered. “I guess I’m happy the transformation part is all over. I also think it's about time I move back to my house in Cloudsdale. I've asked way too much of you already and now that the transformation process is done, I should be able to handle things myself.”
Rarity however, didn’t look convinced, if only from the forced tone Soarin was speaking in. ”Physically she might appear fine, but I think it might be better if Soarin stayed in Ponyville just a bit longer. Just so she can feel adjusted to her new situation.” Rarity waved a hoof. “Nonsense darling, it’s fine, you can stay here longer if you need to.”
The Pegasus turned and eyed the white coated mare suspiciously. “You sure that’s okay? It's been over a month since I've been living with you?”
Rarity merely shook her head as she lead Soarin upstairs as she continued. “Think nothing of it, besides we still need to try on that cheerleader’s uniform. I want to see if I need to make adjustments to it. You never did give me a chance yet.”
Soarin shrugged and simply replied, ”Okay, I suppose that sounds like a good idea.”
Rarity clapped her on the back. “Of course it is dear, I just hope the uniform looks fashionable.”
The two were now upstairs in Rarity’s workshop with Soarin behind a changing curtain, Rarity waiting patiently while tapping a hoof on the ground.
”Are you ready in there?”
Soarin sighed. “Yeah, I’m ready.” The transformed mare slowly walked out of the changing booth, now clad in a white tank top with sparkling, yellow lightning bolts coming around the sides and a dark blue skirt coming out the back end, with her tail trailing behind, with two golden pom-poms attached to her forehooves. Rarity, taking in Soarin’s features, gave the new mare a quick look around, scanning every inch of the outfit. “Hmm, I do believe the skirt should be made a bit longer.”
Soarin, looking back at the skirt, as well as feeling the breeze from it, nodded, “Yeah, it definitely feels a little on the short side. Though, I don’t really have time to wait for you to adjust it right now.”
Rarity laughed, “That’s alright, I’ll do it after the show, but the top still needs to be adjusted. I refuse to let you go out there in baggy looking clothes. It’d be positively dreadful to allow such a thing.”
Soarin dragged her forehooves over the top. ”It does feel a little loose I guess.” She then struck a pose with her pom-poms, while standing on her back hooves. “So is that it? Anything else?”
Rarity blushed at Soarin standing at her full height, clad in the pretty cheerleader uniform. ”Oh my, really getting in the spirit aren’t we?” Soarin just blushed and held the pose as the fashionetta gave her outfit a look around one more time
“Well, there doesn’t appear to be anything else. We may have to give it another look over after the performance, but I’d say otherwise it looks fine darling.”
Soarin settled back down on all fours and hugged Rarity. “Thanks, I’d better get going.” She then ran outside and fluttered into the air as Rarity looked up into the sky and shouted, “Good luck Soarin! Knock’em dead!”
Spitfire was waiting patiently as Soarin fluttered down to meet her in the giant Wonderbolts stadium. She smirked, “Hey Soarin! Ya ready for your first show!”
The mare looked up and asked, “Yeah, but um weird question and I'm trying to not be girly or whatever just uh..is my uniform okay? I meant to get it adjusted earlier but I’ve been so busy with getting my routine down.”
Spitfire smirked and looked her over, ”Yeah, it’s good, just go out there and do your thing. We’ll be in the air in ten. ”
Soarin rolled her eyes turning to his team of mare pegasi, all standing ready in their own uniforms. Soarin cleared her throat. “Okay you girls, lets go out there and show our stuff.”
The mares all cheered as Soarin turned around and shouted, “Okay! Are you Ponies ready for the Wonderbolts!” The crowd cheered as Soarin flew out with her team, before they rose their pom-poms and started their routine. Soarin lead their chant, “Wonderbolts are the best! They can take on any test!”
Soarin shaking her pom-poms and dancing with her teammates,while the crowd clapped in cadence with their moves. The mares followed up with forming a sky pyramid with Soarin flying on top, spreading her large butterfly wings out and shaking her pom-poms in the air.
“Go Wonderbolts!” Her cheer sent the crowd roaring into applause, which only grew louder as the Wonderbolts soared overhead.
Soarin fluttered down looking at the other cheerleaders with a smile.“Good job girls, excellent work!”
They all went to the sidelines as they drank from water bottles. Soarin turned, watching the Wonderbolts doing their tricks and look upon them with envy, a tear forming in her eyes. “I'll never be able to that again.”
She continued to watch as they were coming down for their finale, promptly her to fly out and fluttered above the Wonderbolts, allowing her wings to above the crowd with the final boom being illuminated through her glittering wings. The crowd roared and the Wonderbolts bowed as Soarin fluttered back with her fellow cheerleaders, who were similarly enthusiastic with the performance, only for Soarin to drown them out as she noticed Spitfire approaching.
“Hey Soarin, great job out there, you really have that routine down. Also was wondering if you wanted to get some dinner later tonight Ponyville…my treat.”
She nods, “Sure that sounds great…”
Spitfire smirks as she leaves. ”Alright Clipper, ill meet ya by sugarcube corner at eight, don’t be late.” Soarin watched her fly off to the locker room before slamming a hoof to her face. “A date why in Celestia would I say yes to a date!?
That evening Rarity was now in full fashionetta mode getting Soarin ready in her workshop while the cheerleading mare complained all the way. “I mean i'm a mare now, so why is Spitfire pretending to still love me! It's not like she was into mares back when I was a stallion?”
Rarity who was busy stacking racks on racks of dresses cooed, ”Oh stop it, she loves you for who you are, so it shouldn’t matter what gender you are.”Soarin rolled her eyes. “Oh don’t give me that, it's obvious she’s only doing this to be nice.”
Rarity paused tapping a hoof on her chin. “Would you mind if I do your makeup?”
Soarin squeaked and blushed at the thought. ”Um...I...I’m not sure about being prettied up.”
Rarity storde over. “Oh please, if you’re a mare then let's show off your true beauty and knock Spitfire dead. Make her love the new Soarin!”Soarin thought it over, “I guess she’s got a point. Be a chance to show Spitfire the new Soarin in her full glory!”
The pegasus plopped down in the chair. ”Alright Rarity, do your thing.”
Rarity looked Soarin’s face over and started her work, first putting a light blush on Soarin's Cheeks while darkening her elongated eyelashes. Soarin all the while, was still nervous and squirmed uncomfortably about, “This is still so alien to me.”
Rarity just gave a nod proceeding with putting a red lipstick over Soarin’s lips “I know darling but trust me your going to look absolutely stunning.”
Soarin smirked. “Easy for you to say, I’m not even sure why mares wear make-”
She promptly quieted after seeing herself in the mirror,unsure of how to react to the mare staring back at her. Her long black eyelashes, the slight blush on her cheeks, matched with a red, thin smile now on her lips. It was surreal in a sense that Soarin was unsure of what to say. Rarity smirked as he asked sarcastically, “Oh, what was that about why we mares wear makeup?”
Soarin put a hoof to his right cheek and rubbed it. “Yeah I guess it make sense.”
Rarity then turned her back around and continued, now with brushing hermane out,making sure it curled around Soarin's neck like a corkscrew, while also doing the same to her tail.
When she was finished the fashion marehelped Soarin up from the chair and replied with a gentle tone,“See, it wasn’t bad at all was it? Now, it's time for a dress.” She took out a rack of rather fancy and quite expensive looking dresses that prompted an embarrassed squeak from Soarin.“Do I really need to wear one of those dresses?”
Rarity waved a hoof, “Of course darling, these are the top of the line. Now come on let’s get started.”
Soarin gulped as she waddled over “Why do I get the feeling this is gonna to more unpleasant than it sounds?”
To Soarin’s displeasure, they ended up going through hundreds of dresses, with Rarity scouring her collections for the perfect outfit. Finally,she finally had it, a beautiful, gold silk dress which rippled over Soarin's Body with gold slippers to match for her hooves. She was blushing heavily at the sight of herself the mirror, able to fully see that she’d been transformed into quite a stunning mare. Rarity was equally moved by the sight before her, “I did it! You’re ready for your d-” Before she could finish Soarin hugged Rarity. “I love it! I love it! Thank you Rarity!”
Rarity broked the embrace and stared into Soarin’s eyes, “You're absolutely welcome darling.”
Rarity lead the new Soarin downstairs to see Sweetie Belle coming in and gasping, “S...S..Soairn!? Are you a princess?”
Rarity laughed and Soarin waved a hoof, “Nope just going on a date.”
Sweetie Belle ran and over and hugged Soarin who squealed and held the little filly. Rarity couldn’t help it and snapped a few photos. Soarin ruffled the filly’s mane. “Alright I better get going or i'll be late.”
She then trailed off as Sweetie Belle bounced up and down,”Good luck, knock her dead!”
Spitfire went through the door of carousel boutique and smelt the air looking into the night, “That's right world here comes Soarin the mare.”