Lion Dude was many things. A writer, a voice actor, a sorcerer, a perverted alcoholic with a penchant for dominating the minds of pretty mares like Fleur Dis Lee and Sassy Saddles. Yeah, he had unusual tastes.
Lion Dude sat in his study, stuck on what to write next. His study had a nautical theme to it, with the floor being navy blue and the walls being a variety of blues and yellows. There were also a few sponges here and there too, mementoes from his pirating days. He gave up piracy when his ship sank after somepony fired a massive wooden pony statue filled with sailor ponies at his ship. And they weren't the sexy magical sailor ponies most people would think of, as he could easily attest.
Lion sighed as he stared at the blank parchment before him.
"You know what I really need?" he said to himself "Something to help me focus."
Lion pondered on what could help him focus on his work. And then, it hit him.
"Coffee!"
Lion poured himself a cup of coffee and drank it, only to immediately spit it out and cough.
"Just remembered something," he said to himself "I don't even like coffee!"
Lion pondered on what to do again. Another idea popped into his head. This time, it was something he definitely liked.
"Meditation!"
Lion sat on his bed with his hindlegs crossed and his forelegs in the air."
"Ommm.....ommm....ommm....ommm...ummm, this isn't working."
Lion pondered on what to do next.
"Uh...Champagne?"
Lion sat at a table and downed an entire bottle of champagne, only to immediately grab his throat afterwards and let out a pained rasp.
"It burns!" he said raspily.
After enough boredom and uncomfortableness, it finally occurred to him what would be the best way to help him focus.
"Aha!" he announced "I got it! It's all so simple! I just needed the right music."
Lion sat on the floor of Octavia and Vinyl Scratch's house, more specifically on Vinyl's side of the house, poison joke pipe in hoof. He also wore a pair of Vinyl's wireless headphones.
"The right music to get off my nut to."
He cast a small fire spell on where the crushed up poison joke leaves were in order to spark up the pipe. When the pipe was lit up, he put it in his mouth and took in a big breath as 'Poison Joke ft Bob E-Qine' played on the headphones. As he exhaled, he felt a lot more lightheaded.
"Woo, that's nice. Definitely feeling the inspiration coming in. Right, where did I put that note?"
Lion tried to get up. As he did so, he wobbled around every which way, courtesy of the poison joke intoxication causing him to lose balance. He then found the note right under the door. The note read like this:
Dear Vinyl
I borrowed one of your headphones. I promise to give them back as soon as I am done writing and tripping balls, whichever one I'm done with first.
Lion Dude
"What are you doing there, you cute little note?" Lion cooed "Vinyl isn't gonna read you if you're down there and covered by the door."
Lion opened the door, only for the note to get carried away by the wind.
"Hey, come back!" Lion said playfully as he made chase after the note.
As Lion chased after the note, the world around him spiralled and shrank as the note got sucked up into a black hole that spontaneously appeared.
"Wee!" Lion cried out as he ran up the curved walls that the world around him was turning into. His sounds of excitement echoed around him. As he kept trotting, his leg got stuck. Then another leg. And another leg. And another leg until all four of his legs are stuck. He got pulled down from where he was as he felt the earth collapse beneath him. He screamed as he fell, his screams echoing through the decaying world.
Then everything faded to black.
Lion Dude woke up in a tropical jungle of some sort, with palm trees, coconuts, vines and a pit of quicksand right next to him. His head felt like someone replaced his brain with a small rock and shook it about every which way. He lifted one of his hooves up to his head. And when he did so, he realized his hoof looked different, like somepony replaced it with a flat fleshy thing with four slender sausages and one chubby sausage attached to it.
"Okay?" Lion said to himself with a tinge of anxiety in his voice "I'm still tripping, aren't I?"
Noticing his voice changed from the raspy, if slightly high-pitched, baritone he usually has into a female contralto, Lion grabbed onto his throat in surprise. He noticed the sausage things attached to what were once his hooves have wrapped themselves around the front of his neck.
"What the...?!"
Deciding to look for any water source he could find so he could see his reflection, Lion trotted further into the forest. He found a beach near the end of his travel. As he looked into the sea, as soon as the waves stopped, he noticed his entire physical appearance had changed. While he still had his long red mane, his beard was gone entirely and he had more feminine features to him. He also noticed that he looked less like a pony and more like some sort of ape. An ape with a very generous chest size and, in spite of keeping his long messy mane, was almost practically hairless. He also noticed that he was wearing a white brassiere of sorts. After a few stumbles and clumsy attempts, he managed to get up on his new hindlegs to see what his backside looked like. His bushy tail was missing and in its place was a pair of white underpants. While he found the sight to be strangely attractive, he was still freaked out that he turned into a female ape thing.
"Well, the DJ PON-3 festivals were fun, but now I'm paying for it."