Fluttershy Flutterguy

Chapter 1

I’m... Fluttershy? Seriously?

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I roll over in my bed, my mouth twitching in annoyance. I didn’t know what time it was, but I knew it had to be near the time I knew I’d have to get up to taped the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles show on ELEVEN via my PVR.

I didn’t like the idea of having to get up so soon after falling asleep. I’d been up to nearly 3am this morning reading mlp fanfics, the most recent being... Wait. What was the last fic I read?

I frown, trying to remember. Something about Rainbow Dash... but that’s all I can think of. Was it Blind Trust? No. No, I already finished reading that a little after midnight. So what was it, if not that?

I groan as I realize I can’t remember and was about to roll over when something caught my attention. My groan. It had sounded higher than my normal voice... and eerily familiar. That was weird. Had I finally figured out voice impressions and had done it without trying?

Yeah. That made sense. When I was little I was great at it and the skill must have finally resurfaced after more than a decade of retirement.

Pleased with this thought, I sit up and immediately noticed something feels... off.

My brain is still sleep-addled, so I can’t quite figure it out, so I move to rub the sleep from my eyes. As I started to rub my eyes, I frown. Why can’t I feel my fingers? Oh, great, did I fall asleep on my hands again? I’ll have to shake them violently to get the blood flowing again and right now that was too much for me to want to do right after waking.

I finish rubbing my eyes, finding it odd that, not only can’t I feel my fingers on my hands, but I don’t feel them rubbing against my eyes.

I finally get the sleep out from my eyes and open them. At first, my eyes can’t quite adjust. Something is definitely off here, but I’m still too groggy to figure it out.

I looked down at my hands... and a frown creases my face. I don’t remember wearing yellow gloves to bed. For that matter, why don’t I feel the pajamas I had worn to bed?

I shake my head and my vision clears. In place of my hands I can see two yellow hooves.

I freeze. How could there be something behind me? My bed’s head is right up against the wall. It’s not possible for something to move behind me.

I turn to look behind me... and my wide-eyed stare turns into a frown. My view from my right is blocked by long pink hair. Pink hair? What the hell? My hair’s not pink, it’s mousey blonde and really short. What’s going on here?

Then I roll my eyes. One of my family members must have done this. I ran through my head as to who could’ve done it. My mum and first younger brother are out right now, so that rules them out. That left my three younger sisters and my youngest brother and my dad. None of them were above a prank and pulling one on me while I was in bed wasn’t beyond them either.

Pin-pointing exactly which of them did it however, wasn’t so easy. Tch. Knowing them, they were probably all in on it.

Though undressing me, putting gloves on my hands and a pink-haired wig on my head while I slept was a little confusing... not to mention a little bit disturbing. I mean, what was the point? Plus, why’d I have to be naked?

I shook myself and reached up, trying to pull the wig off my head. For some reason, though, I couldn’t pull it off and it didn’t feel like it was glued on. As a test, I yanked one of the long hair hard, pulling it out. I winced as a pain shot from where the hair had come out.

I rubbed my eyes again and notice something about the gloves on my hands. They... don’t feel like gloves anymore. In fact, I can’t feel anything that would suggest that they’d ever been gloves in the first place.

I start to feel slightly nervous and I hear that sound from behind me again. I whipped my head around, causing the pink hair to flick to the side and my eyes go wide!

At first I think they’re fake, another part of the prank, but unintentionally I twitch something and they move and I feel their movement connected to my back.

Luckily, I’ve been in situations that bring about this feeling plenty of time and have learned not to jump the gun right away.

First I need to assess everything that’s different, what other weird changes have happened to me.

The fact that my hair has grown long and turned pink, coupled with spontaneously grow wings over night makes that tricky, but I have worrying feeling that’s not all that’s changed.

The idea of wings growing from my back overnight isn’t exactly something I haven’t wanted, to be honest. Anytime I saw the first star of the night or something else that, in my childhood, I’d been told grants your wishes occurred in my life over the last few years, I’d been wishing to wake up one morning with wings after reading all the Maximum Ride books.

Though, now that I had these wings, they weren’t like the ones I’d wished for. Those were huge, spanning more than seventeen feet in length. These seemed decisively smaller than that and, to be honest, they didn’t look like they were strong enough to lift me even a centimeter off the ground, so I guess my long-time wish was a bust.

My blood turned to ice. I was not looking at my body. I was looking at a roundish body covered in yellow fur. My feet looked like my hands and I realized I couldn’t feel my toes, so my eyes weren’t lying when they said they weren’t there! Not only that, but I could see a long pink tail, similar to my new hair near my nether regions. As for my manhood... IT WAS GONE! Staring back at me was not my sign of being a male, but the lower area of a female!

I started breathing faster. This was NOT what I’d wished for. I hadn’t even made a wish last night, or even recently, so why was it happening?!

Suddenly my eyes fell to the sides of my lower area. On each side of where my thighs used to be I could see a group of three pink butterflies.

My heart dropped. I knew this body. If what I was seeing was right, this was the body of Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic.

I started looking around wildly. How was I going to explain to my family that’d I’d fallen asleep this morning as me and woken up a few hours later as a cartoon character?

At once my heart stopped again. I wasn’t in my room. The decor and furnishing were a far cry from the shelves, drawers and desk I know are my room.

I start quivering. This is Fluttershy’s room. I’m in Fluttershy’s room, in Fluttershy’s body.

Gross! Saying I was in Fluttershy’s body like that sounded like something right out of a Clopfic, something I totally despised.

After getting over that anger, the fear immediately returns as dawning realization comes over me. If my mind is inside Fluttershy’s head and I’m in her room... that means I’m not on Earth anymore. I’m in Equestria!

A tiny part of my brain wants to shout and whoop with delight.I’ve only been a brony for about two years, but the idea of being in Equestria is every brony’s dream come true. But the majority of my brain that is registering how bad of a situation this is stops me from acting like a schoolgirl at a rock and roll concert and I return to panicking.

I feel a cold chill run down my body at the thought of my family coming into my room, wondering why I’m not out with them, eager to have some Easter treats for breakfast, only to find a cold, lifeless shell lying in the bed.

Wait. If I’m in Fluttershy's body... I shake off how wrong that thought still sounds in my head and focus, then does that mean Fluttershy is in my body, back on Earth? I frowned. How come when I think I’m in Fluttershy’s body it sounds gross, but when I think Fluttershy’s in my body, it doesn’t sound gross at all?

I shake my head. I’ve more pressing matters going on right now than wondering why something does or doesn’t sound gross.

“How...? How did this happen?” I asked and almost freak when I hear Fluttershy’s voice say what I’d meant to say. This was just too creepy.

Suddenly I realize what has happened to me, which pony I’ve ended up as and I frown, a small part of my brain trying to remained me that, since this is Fluttershy’s body, I’ve just made her frown in a way she normally wouldn’t and that it should be hilarious,, but in not amused right now.

“Fluttershy?” I asked out loud, my new higher and softer voice filled with irritation. “Seriously? I somehow end up in Equestria, my mind inside a pony’s body, one of the mane six, no less, and I end up in Fluttershy? What fucking logic does that make? Fluttershy and I couldn’t be any more different! Why the fuck did I end up in her body, of all ponies? Even Rarity would make more sense.”

I shudder; suddenly glad I wasn’t Pinkie Pie. No telling what could’ve happened if I’d woken up as her. For all I know, she might’ve still been inside her mind and I’d have probably gone insane in less than a minute. Though, right now, being insane might not be such a bad thing. At least it would take my mind of the fact that I’m now a cream-yellow Pegasus mare!

I suddenly realize I just heard Fluttershy’s voice saying things the real Fluttershy would never say even if it was to save her life. Maybe it was being in the mind of a female, but I found that extremely funny and started giggling. My giggles turned into chortles, which so turned into torrents of laughter as I slammed my hooves on the bed, really how hilarious it was that sweet, timid, innocent little Fluttershy had just shouted words like “fuck” and “hell” in frustration.

Once my laughter had calmed down, I realized I wasn’t as scared as before and was able to think clearly again. Maybe Pinkie Pie was right. Laughter fixes everything. Then again, she would know, being the Element of Laughter and all.

I study my new body, flexing my wings. To be honest, this is kinda cool. How many mlp fans get to say they’ve experienced what it feels like to be one of the characters, one of the main characters, no less?

At that moment the door to the room was slammed open and I eeped just like the real Fluttershy and leaped up, falling off of the bed.

“Fluttershy, what’re you still doing in bed?” a tomboyish voice said and my eyes widened.

I’d fallen on my back, so I had to roll onto my side and do my best best to stand up. Turns out, standing on four legs is a lot harder than one would expect. My balance feels way off and I’m wobbling like crazy. I’m too nervous to even move, certain any shift in my weight distribution will cause me to topple over.

The cyan Pegasus I knew the voice came from walked to stand in front of me and, before could open my mouth to say anything (though the shock of meeting Rainbow Dash in the flesh had left my mind blank of anything to say anyway), she tossed me onto her back and I felt a surge of air blowing against my face, making me scream.

We were shooting through Fluttershy’s house at break-neck speeds. As we shot through the living room, heading for the open front door, I caught a glimpse of Angel Bunny and a tiny part of my bronyself squeed at the idea of seeing him, before another part of my brain, possibly the part that still remembered the former host of this body caused me to shout, “Sorry, Angel!” before we were out the door and soaring through the sky.

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“Rainbow Dash!” I scream over the howling winds as I clutched onto her neck. “Where’re you taking me?”

How could she be nonchalant?! She’s carrying the body of her childhood— sorry, foalhood friend, who’s body is currently playing host to a human guy’s mind!

Daring to open my eyes (I’d closed them about two second after we were outside because the blurring surroundings had made me nauseous), I see Twilight Sparkle’s tree house meters away.

I brace myself, knowing Dash is moving way too fast to slow down. I was not disappointed. We crashed through the door and slammed into a large bookshelf, the books tumbling down on top of us.

As my senses caught up with me, I could hear a scolding voice saying, “Rainbow Dash! Can’t you at least once come here without crashing into my bookshelves.”

I sit up and another voice, a very prim and proper one says, “And with Fluttershy, no less. Darling, are you alright?”

I realized that last part had been directed at me and look up to see four ponies, two Earth Ponies, one unicorn and an alicorn looking at me with concern.

“I’m fine,” I manage to squeak, hiding my face behind my mane. I can suddenly see why Fluttershy never changes its style. It’s perfect for when you just want to hide your face.

“Anyway,” Twilight said, turning her attention back to my transport, who was stretching as if she’d simply gotten out of bed. “That was seriously dangerous, rainbow. Fluttershy could’ve gotten hurt. I should’ve thought being a member of the Wonderbolts Reserves would’ve made you a little more responsible.”

My ears twitched at this. The Wonderbolts Reserves? That was the latest episode, Testing 1, 2, 3! That meant I’d arrived right after episode twenty-one.

I gulped. Didn’t that mean the season 4 finale with that new kingdom was coming soon? I couldn't remember all the details, but it still worried me.

I shook my head. No time to go into those details. Now that I was near Twilight Sparkle, maybe I could learn what had happened and why I was in Fluttershy’s body.

But before I could say anything, Rainbow Dash said, “Hey, it’s fine. It’s not like she could’ve gotten hurt with me around.”

Despite my brain immediately telling me to keep my mouth shut, I turned and snapped at Rainbow.

“Not like I could’ve gotten hurt?! Do you have any idea how terrifying that was? I wake up and no sooner can I get my bearings, you come crashing into my bedroom, scaring the shit outta me, then you throw me onto your back and fly off before I even know what’s happening and then I end up buried under a pile of books, and you say I couldn’t have gotten hurt?!!! Are you fucking dead in the head, Rainbow Dash?!”

Suddenly I take notice of the shocked look on Rainbow’s face. The only times I’d seen that look in the show was when Fluttershy did something totally out of character for the timid Pegasus.

I glance at the other ponies and see they’ve all got the same expression as Rainbow Dash.

I suddenly feel like a spotlight in on me and cower, hiding behind my pink mane again. This was not how I wanted my first meeting with the mane six to start.

After a few moments, Rairty manages to find her voice. “Um... Fluttershy, dear, are... are you alright?”

“Ah’ve... never heard ya talk like that before,” Applejack says, shaking her head.

I whimper. Great. Why couldn’t I have kept my muzzle shut? All I’d had to do was keep quiet, wait for whatever Rainbow had brought me here for to finish, then when the others all left I could’ve spoken with Twilight in private.

As a princess, she’d’ve understood why I’d want to keep this between us and hide it from the others until I could find a way to return to my own body again. Now, however, because I hadn’t kept my lips closed and my voice silent, they were all looking at me, the knowledge that something was wrong very apparent.

I winced at her approached, vaguely wondering if I was starting to take on Fluttershy’s mindset from being her for so long. She noticed my wince and seemed to realize I was more scared than normal... well, than Fluttershy usually was.

“Maybe we should wait before we continue,” she said, looking to the others. “Something seems to be bothering Fluttershy. Do you girls mind if I speak with her alone?”

“Take care, Fluttershy,” Rarity said, nodding and turned to follow the farm pony.

“Maybe later I’ll throw you a Don’t Feel So Down, Fluttershy Party!” Pinkie shouted, bouncing out after the other two.

“So, I got up early for nothing?” Rainbow Dash said, shaking her head. “jeez, I coulda still been asleep this whole time. Well, later, Twi. Later, Shy.”

How was I going to explain this? If I told her outright that I’m a human guy from Earth and I just woke up in Equestria as Fluttershy this morning she’d think I was crazy and I’d just end up in a room next to Screwloose in Ponyville hospital. And if the fanfic The Loosening of The Screw wasn’t too far off, that wouldn’t be a comfortable thing to know with her in the next room.

Twilight walked up to me and put a hoof on my shoulder. I looked up and saw deep worry in her eyes.

“Fluttershy, what’s wrong?” she asked, her voice sounding a bit hurt. “I can tell something’s bothering you. Something really big. You can tell me what it is. I promise I won’t react badly.”

“That, I highly doubt, Twilight Sparkle,” I said, looking away. Seeing her eyes was too uncomfortable.

Twilight sat down next to me, wrapping a wing around me. I have to admit, it felt really nice. Like a soft, downy pillow, but not for my head.

“Fluttershy, you can tell me,” she said and I felt her nuzzle my face, which caused me to blush. I’d never had anyone that close to me aside from family and Twilight was definitely not family.

“Okay. You asked for it.” I took a deep breath and said, “First off, I’m not Fluttershy. I may look like her, sound like, I may have even acted like her for a bit there, but I’m not Fluttershy. What you’re seeing and holding right now is only her body.”

Twilight blinked, clearly a little taken aback by what I’d said, but I went on.

“I’m actually a twenty-two year old human male from a planet called Earth in another dimension. I don’t know how, but I went to sleep this morning at around a quarter to three in my world in my body and when I woke up later, I was here, in Equestria, in Fluttershy’s body. I don’t know how I got here or why, but I’m really scared and while a part of me loves the fact that I’m here, I just wanna go home and be me again.”

There was silence for a few minutes as Twilight processed everything I’d just told her and its implications.

I shook my head. “I’m just in her body.” I frowned and looked down. “Why does that still sound gross whenever I say it like that. Urgh! It makes me sound like I’m having sex with her or something and I’m not a fucking Clopper!”

I sighed and looked back at her. “It’s a term, back in my world that means someone who gets aroused by thinking of or seeing ponies in sexual situations.” I decided on a half lie. She didn’t need to know the term mainly implied to those who got aroused by people thinking about her or others from her world in those situations.

She just cocked her head though. “Why would that...? Oh.” Her face turned red and I assumed she was picturing one of the humans from the parallel world from Equestria Girls doing it with a pony from here. “Yeah. I can see why that doesn’t appeal to you.”

I looked down and sighed. “What am I gonna do, Twilight? I can’t fool everyone... everypony into thinking I’m Fluttershy.”

I shook my head. “That’s because I was scared about the others finding out so suddenly about this. Knowing those ponies they’d probably think I was a changeling or something. And I’m not a changeling, I swear!” I added quickly, seeing the look on Twilight’s face.

It took me so off-guard I eeped like Fluttershy for the second time today, only to see a small veil of what looked like blood floating in front of me.

Twilight cast a spell on it and waited for a few seconds. Why nothing happened, she sighed and smiled again. That’s when I remembered something from a fanfic I’d read a long time ago called The Wrong Twilight, where it said changeling blood was different from pony blood.

Satisfied that I wasn’t one of the creatures that served the monster that had tried to take her brother away and turn Equestria into their own feeding grounds, she got up and motioned for me to follow her into another part of the library.

I did so, before remembering that I hadn’t figured out how to walk with hooves yet and fell back down, this time flat on my stomach. For some reason that sent a worrying feeling through my mind that I couldn’t place, completely unrelated to my being in Fluttershy’s body instead of my own.

Twilight became very worried too apparently, because she hurried over and bent her head down to me. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

I shook my head, both in answer to her question and to get rid of that weird worry in the back of my mind.

“I’m okay, Twilight,” I said, giving a weak smile. “I just didn’t get a chance to get used to walking on four legs before Rainbow Dash barged into Fluttershy's room and brought me here.”

Twilight chuckled, then rolled her eyes. “Typical Dash. So focused on getting here as quickly as possible that she didn’t even notice you couldn’t stand. Come on,” She helped me stand up, “I’ll help you.”

It took a few minutes, not to mention a lot of falls, but I eventually got a handle on walking. I had to remember to move my rear right hoof in time with my front left hoof and vice versa. Once I was able to walk, she led me into another room, filled with a small amount of bookshelves.

The severe lack of books took me off-guard. I knew Twilight from the show, and every room in the library, even her own bedroom, was packed full of books. To see so few in any room was a little disconcerting, actually.

“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked, seeming to pick up on my confusion and uneasy.

“It’s just... weird that there’s a room with so few books in this place,” I said honestly as I looked around.

Twilight cocked an eyebrow, but let it go and turned to one of few shelves in the room and levitated a book out of it.

I gawked in awe. I was seeing real magic. And the sound was the same as in the show. Now that I’d calmed down so magic my inner brony was screaming with joy.

Knowing Twilight from the show, I was sure she’d know how to fix this and get me back... until I saw a worried look cross her face.

“I... I can’t send you back,” she looked up at me, looking hurt. “I can’t bring Fluttershy back.”

“Wh-wh-what?” I stammered, her lips quivering. “I-I’m stuck like this?”

“I told her it wouldn’t work!” she said, shutting her eyes as tears leaked out of them.

“Wh-what wouldn’t work?” I asked, feeling very worried now. “Who did you tell? Fluttershy?”

She nodded and looked away. “A few weeks ago she asked me to try and create a spell that would allow her to understand the thoughts of animals. She wanted to do it so she could better help and care for them.”

Well, it was obvious the spell hadn’t worked. Instead of giving Fluttershy the ability to understand the thoughts of animals it had switched her own mind with mine.

“She’ll... she’ll be okay,” I said, trying to reassure her, extending one of my own wings over her like she had to comfort me. “If she’s in my body, my family will look after her. It may take them some time to understand what’s happened, but they will eventually.” I hope.

Twilight only started crying harder and shook her head. “She didn’t switch minds with you. Your mind merged with hers.”

My gut dropped. I’d... merged with Fluttershy’s mind? Was that why a few of the things I’d expect her to think had filtered across my thoughts.

I gulped and took a deep breath. “Well... if I only merged with her mind... she’s still in her, right?” I wanted... no, I needed to know, more for myself, if anything else.

“ She’s still inside you, just... she'll never be her again. You'll always be the dominant mind, she'll only be there in memory.” Twilight looked away. “I... Can we talk about this later? This is... this is a lot to take in.”

Something clicked. She wasn’t simply acting like a worried friend. She was acting more like...

I walked up to her and nuzzle her. “I’m so sorry, Twilight. I... I wish I could do something.”

She sniffed, returning my nuzzle. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay? I don’t want you getting her.”

“You don’t want Fluttershy’s body to get hurt, you mean,” I said quietly, my voice filled with guilt. I didn’t blame her for my predicament. I blamed myself, really. If I hadn’t gone to sleep thinking about mlp, maybe my mind might have been resistant to the spell and Fluttershy’s mind would still be in control of her body.

“Don’t feel guilty,” she whispered, pulling back and wiping her eyes. “I shouldn’t have agreed to use the spell. I should’ve just told her “no” and left it at that. This is my fault. You have no guilt in this.”

“But... I’m in her body,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m invading her form. I'm dominating her mind. That’s... not right.”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry we’ve done this to you. That I have done this to you.”

I sighed and looked down. “Well, at least we know she’s not totally gone, right?”

Eventually, when the awkwardness became too much for me, I decided to leave. I told Twilight I’d be back later and left, closing the door behind me, leaving Twilight alone in the library.

Fluttershy Flutterguy

by Autum Breeze

Chapter 1 - I'm... Fluttershy? Seriously?