Big Mac was lying in his new cloud house luxury bed. The female hormones taking him over so he acts more like Rainbow Dash than Big Mac.
Since I'm a millionaire I might as well use the fancy clothes I have. Mac thought looking over his new outfits. I'll take this one. He grabbed a slim black dress. Mac slipped the mane and tail rings on to hold his hair in place so it wouldn't get in the way. Then he pulled the dress on. It fit his body perfectly. Mac then made a margarita and went to his back porch and lied down on the new luxury lawn chair. The sun was setting, nearly out of sight completely, as he sipped. Mac remembered something and tugged the mane and tail rings out, allowing his new rainbow hair to spill out and flow in the slight wind. He continued to sip his drink and stare at the darkening sky. Mac was drowsy and his eyes began to droop. Never in Mac's life would he be able to have such luxuries as this. Though he didn't think about it, the female hormones were already affecting his memory of his male life. If he stayed in Rainbow Dash's body much longer, Mac would have to be called Rainbow Dash. It would happen much sooner than he'd think. He'd still have the same mindset as Big Mac and react to things the same way, but everything else would be Rainbow Dash.
Big Mac had to tell himself over and over that he did not belong here, but he didn't care, he would enjoy every moment of this. The richest he has ever been was when he had to sign Applebloom up for school. The money he had was taken from the family vault and it didn't last long. He looked back at this memory and chuckled, just in time for it to be wiped from his brain. He felt that this life was where he belonged, but something deep inside him said it wasn't true. Big Mac was reminiscing on his last few memories of his actual life. He seemed to forget granny Smith faster than Applebloom, and her faster than Applejack. Rainbow Dash's memories filled Mac's head as his memories left him.
Big Mac's eyes began to slide shut. He was really tired. They were just slits, when the sound of hooves on the cloud spooked him. He looked around, there was no pony in sight, then the doorbell rang. Mac got up, stretched, went inside, then opened the door.
"Hello?" he said tiredly. His sight was a little blurry from his tiredness. When his eyes unfogged, he was stunned at the sight.
"Big Mac." Rainbow Dash said. "I need your help!"
"Wh wha bu h." Big mac sputtered, utterly confused. He was looking at a strong red stallion with butterfly wings.
Rainbow Dash stared at the small cyan mare. "You put me in a dress?"
Big Mac stared back dumbly.
"There isn't much time left. I could forget why I came here for any second."
He kept staring, confused.
"You and I." Rainbow Dash paused, she suddenly forgot what she was about to say, the male hormones overcoming her.
"We what?" Mac asked, forgetting why he was so shocked at the sight.
"I don't remember." she said after a few moments of hesitation.
Big Mac thought for a few seconds. "I think you're cute. Wanna go out?"
Rainbow Dash was taken aback by the suddenness of the question.
"Well?"
"No thanks, I, I like someone else."
"Oh, ok." Mac said a little disappointed. "Do you remember why you came here?" he asked to get out of the awkward situation that just happened.
"No, I don't." Rainbow Dash said.
"Well, if you ever do remember, just come by again." Big Mac turned around and walked back into his house, giving Rainbow Dash a full view of his rear.
"Damn" Rainbow Dash whispered to herself.
"What?" Big Mac asked, stopping in his tracks.
"Nothing. Umm, goodnight."
"Goodnight." then Big Mac shut the door behind him.