//------------------------------// // Awkward awakening // Story: Pony bound // by Shortcourt //------------------------------// I open my eyes slightly to find myself on my bed. Okay, if I remember correctly, I went head-first in my mirror while I was dreaming. I should be lying on the floor, but I’m not. There is no way anyone moved me. I mean, who would move an animated pony that looks extrinsic to this world? Maybe a hardcore brony will, but there aren't any bronies in my house that I’m aware of. I’m gonna assume that my dream is over. Damn, why does my head feel like hell? It must be the side-effects of having a suicidal dream. While I opened my eyes, I see two familiar figures. Oh god, I can't be more grateful that they are in the building. “Hey Dante and Katie, I just had this strange ass dream that I became a- Gah!” I shout after realizing my voice sounded then same as the one I had in my dream. “How the hell do you know our names?” said a blunt masculine voice. That’s my older brother Dante. He isn't too fond of ponies, that’s why I’m surprised he didn't throw me in the garbage. "Uh.." Too conflicted to speak, I fainted. “Nice going Dante, you scared her I told you to cut that beard off you mook!” That’s all I heard before I fainted. ………………………………………………………. “Look, she is waking back up.” said a feminine voice. I’m guessing that is my younger sister, Katie, but why did she refer to me as a 'she'? I don’t, oh wait, I’m not dreaming. It was just a dream that it was a dream. “How do you know it’s a girl anyways?” scowled Dante. “Because, mares have round snouts whiles stallions are more angular. Don’t question me, I’m a pega-sister, I know my shit.” Katie established in an authoritative tone. Well, that explains why I’m in the bed and why she referred to me a female. I thought she peaked in my “private” area. That answers one question, but apparently, that wasn't a dream. I almost killed myself and I turned into a female pony! Okay, maybe if I turned into a pony, it wouldn't be as half bad. But, this is just lurid! I lived my whole life a man, and now I became the opposite sex! Oh man, how am I gonna live like this? My friends will deride me and give me jokes. I will be known as, “Shawn, the transvestite horse.” Not only that, but how is she gonna react to this? She might still marry me if I were a stallion, but as a mare? Fucks no. I rather be a stallion. Hell, I might have to be abstinent, but I don’t give a damn! I want my balls back! What did I do to deserve this? “Look, I don’t care. This is too freaky. One of these animated horses from your dumbass show came to life on Shawn’s floor covered in blood. Plus, she knew our names,” he started ranting. “Since she can talk, I want to ask some questions.” Katie rolled her eyes. “Look Dante , just turn your head around so she doesn't faint again. I’ll ask the questions.” she chided. After finishing eavesdropping, I finally open my eyes to see a blond hair, Caucasian, teenage girl sitting on the edge of my bed staring at me in awe. I don’t blame her, it’s not everyday you see a talking equine. She was wearing a red Ralph Lauren polo shirt with blue jeans. Standing up next to the door was a young man who was about 6’2. He was wearing a blue true religion sweater with blue jeans matching. Damn, they have some expensive clothes on. Deciding to break the taut atmosphere, she gave a merrily smile. “Hi.” she said. "Hii” I replied in a timid way, still shocked at my recent discovery which will scar me forever. Speaking of scars, I felt something on my head. I placed my hands- er- hooves on my head. Man, I gotta get use to saying “hooves”. I felt a large bandage wrapped around my head. I must have this on because of my reckless action earlier. Fuck, I rather die than live as a female pony! ………………………… Rubbing on my bandage, Katie decided to ask me a question related to the bandage. “Heh, I have to ask you a question.” “What is it?” I questioned. “Um, why were you on the floor with glass shattered all over the place?” she asked. So it was real. Well, so much for being in denial. “And how the fuck do you know are names? Stop playing!” shouted Dante. “Shut up, Dante. I’ll ask the questions. Besides, I don’t trust you next to ponies. You would have probably killed her if I wasn't here,” scolded Katie. “Anyways, why were you covered in blood?” I sighed, contemplating how to explain. “I’ll answer both of you guys questions in one. This might be a lot to take in, so if don’t believe me, I won’t budge. But please, try not to react in any way inappropriate, okay?” They both nodded. I sighed. “Well, I’ll start from the beginning." ………………………………………….. “So, you've turned into a female pony?” asked Dante in disbelief after I finished my lurid story of me spontaneously turning into a pony. I bit my lip and nodded. “Bullshit!” Dante scowled. Katie turned around in gave Dante a glare that said “you fucked up”. “How do we know you’re not lying? Listen, I already know Shawn is alittle delirious," I cringed at the insult. He thinks I’m delirious? Assshole… “But I know he isn't stupid enough to run head first into a mirror!” I sighed. “Do you know how stupid you sound right now?” I asked him in an impudent matter. “I thought it was a dream, understand? I was in denial so badly I couldn't distinguish the difference from the real word and dream world. I assumed it was a lucid dream, that’s why I reacted that way, because I was eager to end it. I wasn't thinking. You should know m, Dante. Just, please, stop trying to be analytical. After finishing my tirade, I turn around to see how Katie handled this information. She has been mute the whole time, hope I didn't hit any weak points. I looked at her while frowning. “What?” “You have a blank flank.” she said in a plain voice. Dante looked confused. “A blank wha-?” “A blank flank is a pony who didn't acquire their cutie mark yet. A cutie mark is a your special talent illustrated on your flank. Think of it as a tattoo.” she interrupted Dante while explaining in detail what a blank flank is. ”Is that important?” I said in an irritated tone. “No, but what is important? You should be happy you’re a pony! Too bad you’re an earth pony.” she giggled. I face palmed. Or is it face hoofed? This girl is gonna make me punch something! “I don’t want to be a pony! I didn't ask for it! Plus, I changed my gender for Celestia sakes!” What the hell? Do I have tourettes or something? A worried expression begins to form on Katie’s face. “Don’t you know how much this is for make to take in? I can’t play video games ever again! I can’t make it to the Nba anymore! I can’t do Jessica anymore! Plus, that douchebag over there is gonna make my life a living hell with the help of his mercenaries!" I shout while pointing at Dante, who begin to look remorseful considering I never had an outburst like this before. Maybe I’m caught in the moment? Or is it just these female hormones? I was mostly known as a calm guy. Sure, I was emotional, but I am acting like turning to a female pony is the end of the world. It may be the end of my old life, but will it be the end of my life completely? I huffed, evidently furious. “And after all that.. all you can do is notice a missing tattoo on my flank?” Flank? Close enough to 'ass' I guess. “I”, I stopped my hissy fit to look at my siblings faces. Clearly, me begging for empathy came out alittle too bitchy. They looked like they just saw someone get shot. “Shawn, your eyes turned red when you got furious!” Katie muttered. “Yeah, it looks like you were going to shoot lasers from your eyes. You would be the pony version of Cyclops.” Dante jokes. And he is still making jokes. Not knowing what to say, I put my head down until I feel two soft hands wrapped around my body. “It’s okay, Shaun,” Katie says in a maternal matter. “We will find a way through this.” Wow, she understands completely. I feel bad, I flipped shit at her earlier but she stills gives me a shoulder to lean on? She has a pure heart. “ how?” I spewed ignorance. How embarrassing, I’m a guy crying into his younger sister’s shoulder. I’m glad only family is in the room; speaking of family, where are mom and dad? How will they react? “I don’t know, but there is a cause for every effect.”she says in a reliable tone. She lets go of me and smile. I return a weak smile of my own. Dante just looks at us with his arms crossed, carrying a wistful expression. “Thank you Katie.” “No problem big sis!” she says in a blithe tone. I frowned. And here I thought she understood. Stupid of me. ”I’m just joking, don’t be a hippie.” she punches me playfully, but I fall off the bed. Fucking pony body. “Gah!” I screamed while slamming head first on the floor. Okay, I’m, gonna have to get use to that scream. I’m gonna be stuck like this awhile, I presume. “Oh shit.” says Katie obviously shocked by what just occurred “HAHAHAHA. OH DAMN, IF YOU FAINT AGAIN, HAHA!”,Dante forces between laughter. Of course he enjoys watching me squirm. Lucky I still have my consciousness intact. Not lucky for him, however, because when I get up, I’m gonna buck his him in the nads. Katie picks me up and places me on the bed. When did she get so strong? Oh yeah, the same time I got light by turning into a pony! “Are you okay?” Katie asked. “No, I’m not okay. I changed my species and gender, almost killed myself jumping into a mirror, and I just been dropped on my bad head!” I wanted to say that, but I can’t take out my frustration on Katie. She seemed real sincere and actually gave a damn, unlike the spectator in the corner. ”Yeah, I’m good.” I lied; I was not alright, everything looked blurry and upside down. I must be dizzy. “You look retarded. It fits you perfectly." Dante jokes while smirking. I rolled my eyes. To be honest, I thought he would say something more snarky. Dante still didn't make fun of my gender change yet, maybe I was wrong about him? “Haha, real funny.” I snorted. “No,” Katie interjects. "You look like Derpy Hooves." I stood there in shock. “Can I see a mirror for a second?" I requested. “Sorry, but you broke it when your dumbass tried to kiss it.” Dante spat out bluntly. I frowned. “Buck you!” Buck? What happened to fuck? Em, I hope it’s just a side effect of me being dizzy.Turning to a pony is already bad, but my vocabulary getting altered? I stuck up my one of my hooves up at Dante. Katie looked confused at my gesture. Fuck, no fingers. ”Eh, you get it.” I said nervously. “Hey, your eyes are normal again.” Katie states. “Really?” She nodded. “Damn, I wanted to see how I looked derped.” We both laughed. This was the first time I laughed since the transformation. Everything was fine until dickhead decided to open his trap. “Who is Derpy Hooves?” Dante asks in an anxious tone. “Your mother.” I replied. Katie scowled. “We all have the same mother, meat-head.” "I wouldn't mind if Derpy Hooves was my mother.” I chuckled. Katie rolls her eyes, “”Of course you wouldn't.” “Wait a sec, is Derpy Hooves a pony from that girly ass show Katie watches?” Dante asks out of curiosity. “It’s not girly, Dante. If it was, then why would I watch it?” Katie shoots at Dante, clearly offended. Truth be told, Katie was tom-boyish. This was a good thing. I don’t know if I would be close to my sister if she was a girly girl. “Yeah, pink ponies prancing around singing. Yeah, that’s totally not girly.” Dante shoots back in a sarcastic manner. The only pink pony I know in that show is Pinkie Pie. And they don’t sing every episode. Clearly, he never watched the show. I frowned getting tired of Dante’s mouth. “Why do you care anyway?" "The way you are speaking about this ‘Derpy Hooves' implies that you know who she is. Do you watch that pony show, Shawn?” he deadpanned. Fuck, I forgot he never knew. “Um, I..” “Hell yeah! Of course he does!” Katie interrupted in an energetic matter. I love Katie, but she doesn't understand what she gets me into sometimes. A sinister smirk makes it’s way on Dante’s face. He walks around in circles thinking of what to say. I’m prepared for what he is going to say. Stick and stones, right? “Well well, I always thought of you to be sick in the head alittle Shawn, but I never thought you were gay!” My ears fall down at that statement. I was prepared for this! Why am I getting sad? “Well, I can’t call you gay now. You’re not even a guy anymore!” he rubs in. Katie frowns while I find the volume in my voice come back. ”I'm not gay, I've gotten pony already.” That would sound awesome with my real voice, but this female voice made it sound, ironic. Maybe I can make my voice sound deeper by drinking syrup? And I never mean't to say 'pony', another word mean't to come out my mouth, but it works. “Ah, so you claim to be a guy?” “Yes” “Well, I guess you’re gay. You know what I do to gays?" he says in a malevolent way. Fuck, me and my stupid muzzle. Fuck you brain, you should have told me to play along. Hey, hey, hey, I didn't know he was an abusive, bigoted, trifling psychotic virgin! A worried expression makes it way on Katie’s face, but a scared expression makes it way on my face. Dante cracks his knuckles and approaches me. Luckily, Katie comes in front of him making a point that he will not lend a finger on me. Haha, I owe Katie big time for this. Speaking of fingers, how am I gonna pick stuff up now? I’ll figure that out later. “Move.” demands Dante. “No.” Katie replies in a defiant tone. Katie is my knight in shining armor today apparently. “Alright.” he says looking defeated. I sighed. For a second there I thought he would- “GAH!” he roars while bulldozing Katie out of his way so he can access me. “AH!” Katie screamed while getting knocked over. Holy shit, is he really going to knock down his little sister just so he can beat up his own brother? Oh, know what a mook he is know. The healthy of his siblings inn't of his concerns. I screamed when he pounced at me. I dodged his fetal attack and tried to run, but he recovered quickly and grabbed me under my arms holding me. “Let go!” I shouted. He just snickers and pushes me against the wall. I tried to escape, but it was futile. He got me beat. That’s what I thought until Katie kicked him in the back. “Ah!” he screams in pain while releasing his grip of me. Successfully landing on the floor, my instincts already plotted my next action. I was in so much shock that I bucked him in the balls. “AHHHHHHHHHHH”he screams like a little girl. Damn, did it hurt that much? He falls on the floor hard, shredding not-so manly tears. Me and Katie stare at him. Uh, brain, do you think I bucked him too hard? Please, don’t say “buck” so carelessly like that. It sounded too similar to “fucked”. Just say kick or some shit. Anyways, he’s good. Real men cry when their parts get attacked. Thanks for nothing brain. No problem. "I.. can’t…. breathe..” Dante cries while struggling to breathe. Me and Katie look at each other. “Don’t look at me! I acted in self-defense!” I shout. Katie sighed and checks on Dante to see if he is okay. I just stare at nothing in particular, getting caught in a trance while contemplating about my sudden actions Brain. Yes bro? Fuck my life…. I’m a brain, bro. I don’t have genitalia. I mean't metaphorically, ya bish. I sighed. “Something tells me this is the only beginning of completely buckery."