Chapter 4
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I sigh as I walk into the nursery and find it an utter mess, foal clothing, diapers and powders all over the place. I glance around the room and see a small cloth moving around the room, gurbling sounds coming from underneath it.
I give a small smile and walk over, picking up the cloth underneath to reveal the little purple-grey unicorn foal with a blonde mane and tail and golden eyes.
She looks up at me, an innocent smile on her face as she lifts up her forelegs.
I giggle and pick her up, nuzzling her. “Oh, Dinky,” I giggle. “What am I going to do with you?”
Her only reply is to babble foal talk at me, holding my muzzle in her hooves.
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I grunt as I wake up. I move my arms closer to hold my child— but she’s not there!
I sit up quickly, my mind filling with panic as I glance around frantically for my foal.
I blink, shaking my head and putting a hand to my forehead. “What the...? Why did I think...?”
I hear a small moan from next to me and turn to see Kelly. Smiling, I put what just happened out of my mind and lay down again, pulling her towards me. However, her area brushes over my area and I flinch, feeling a jolt shoot through me upon the contact down there.
Apparently she felt something similar, because her eyes shot wide open and she stares at me as I shift back a bit.
“Um... Ben?” she says, looking uncertainly at me. “I think you’ve...”
I close my eyes nodding. I could feel it now. My happy little soldier was gone.
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Okay, please forget I just referred to my now non-existent body piece as my happy little soldier.
Along with my new female groin, i realize something about my chest and the above area of my groin. My nipples have vanished from my chest and have reappeared above my new lady parts. They're a bit bigger though. I now have teats.
I turn away from Kelly and push the covers off me to go have a shower. As I move my legs, however, I notice my feet are gone too.
Before going to bed last night my middle toe had been larger than the others and the nail had seemed thicker. Now, however, I had no feet at all. They were hooves, covered in a fur the same colour as my ears and my heels seem to have come up my legs.
I have a little trouble standing up on hooves, the displacement my feet always provided being gone now, but manage to make my way to the bathroom, get into the shower and turn it on, letting the hot water cascade down over me.
When I get out of the shower (drying myself had been a little hard down below, damn I was sensitive in that area), I move to put on a shirt, when a slight tug on my brain tells me it would be a bad idea.
I frown, not understanding why I thought this, but decided to go with my gut, as it rarely was wrong, especially when I went against it; I just put on some jeans (which I’d cut a hole into the back of for my tail) before heading down for breakfast.
The others are enjoying pancakes with either maple syrup, ice cream, jam, honey or just butter with sugar. I sit down at tuck into my own, noticing my fingers are feeling a bit stiff. My teeth feel different too, more pony-like, I guess.
A few minutes after we’ve started eating, frantic knocking comes from the door.
All our heads turn to it, before I give Kelly and Jenny a glance, to which they nod.
I get up, wobbling a little as I make my way to the door. The moment I open it I’m bowled over by a teal pony. I land on my back, wincing as my tail is stretched, the pony lying on top of me.
We both gaze at each other for several moments, him looking shocked, as I looked back with equal emotion.
Our staring contest is broken by a loud squeal, before Sally bowls into the pony, knocking him off of me, shouting, “It’s Party Favor!”
I manage to push myself up to see Ashley standing in the doorway, looking at me with shock.
"What? You knew this would happen to me."
Once I’m standing straight again, I turn to my niece holding onto the unicorn stallion, who’s expression clearly says he’ll need oxygen again soon.
“Sally.” My tone tells her to let go and she does, though she keeps grinning as she looks at the unicorn in front of her.
“So,” Ashley says as she comes in, her eyes on me, “I see you weren’t kidding about when you said what’s happening to my employee is happening to you, too.”
I sigh, folding my arms. “You knew I wasn't kidding yesterday, Ashley. And, let's face it, your employee has gone from a human woman to a unicorn stallion.”
“And what about you?” she asks, looking at me up and down.
I sigh again, unfolding my arms and scratching behind my head. “I’m in the same boat, just in the opposite.”
“You mean, while Ashley turned into a guy...?”
I nod. “I’m turning into a girl. Or rather, I’ve already got that equipment, so I guess I’m already a girl?”
I lead them into the living room, where I briefly explain my theory of what’s happening. Somehow, Discord and My Little Pony Friendship is Magic was real and in another dimension and when Discord banished the ponies he did back in the season five finale, he fused them with us and maybe more humans and now we were turning into them.
Ashley shook her head. “My friend and employee is now a dude and is a technicolour unicorn.” she puts a hand over her face. “That’s sounds so ridiculous, yet the evidence is staring me in the face.”
We talk for a while, eventually passing midday, Ashley agreeing that, since I’m going through a ponification too, the now unicorn Ashley should stay with us until we can figure out how to reverse this curse Discord has cast on us.
When I address unicorn Ashley, she asks me just to call him Ash now, since he’s not a girl anymore and, until we can fix this, thought it better not to use a girl’s name, so as not to make things a bit confusing.
During that time I change a lot more. During the talk Ash and I have finished off all the horse food stuff that she and her family had brought over for her to eat while here. We both found it tasted amazing.
Sally had pointed out my voice was starting to sound like Derpy's from the 100th episode, and I only noticed once she told me, just as Ash hadn’t noticed his voice changing back when he was a she.
I’d had to take off my jeans at one point, after the fur on my hooves had spread up to cover my legs, becoming itchy against my jeans and my pelvis seemed to have become like Ash’s, more equine and my fingers were getting harder and harder to use due to stiffness.
My gut had also proven to be right about leaving my shirt off, because I had what seemed to be the early startings of wings, mostly just feathers spreading from the centre of my back, going left and right. I clearly wouldn’t be flying with these any time soon.
I confused all of us when I said it would lightly rain in a few moments, only for it to happen shortly after the words left my mouth, but Sally explained that it was because I was turning into a Pegasus and pegasi could feel weather and I was just doing what pegasi naturally do.
“Why us, though?” Ash asks, turning to me, looking hopelessly lost. “Why’d he fuse them to us?”
“Knowing Discord, from what I’ve gathered of him from the show and the fandom,” I said, folding my arms and swishing my tail, “there probably wasn’t any real reason at all, Party. Or, if there was one, it’s so random or obscure or both, that we’d never be able to guess it in a million years.”
He glares at me. “Oh, so since I’m turning into this Party Favor pony you’re gonna call me his name now?”
I blink in confusion. “Huh? I didn’t...” a glance around me says otherwise. “You mean...” I slump a little, “I called him Party... without meaning to?”
Everyone’s expression’s, even Party’s, change to worry.
“You... didn’t even realize it?” he asks, getting off the couch and looking at me.
I shake my head.
He looks down. “Sorry, Derpy. I didn’t mean...” he looks up to see my worried expression has deepened. “What?”
“You... called me Derpy,” I whisper.
Silence descends for a long while, until Ashley gets up, saying she needs to head back to the pawn shop, she’d been gone from it so long already.
Ash looks sadly at her, silently begging her not to leave.
Ashley leans down and hugs him. “Don’t worry, Ash,” she says assuredly. “These guys seem alright and one of them can understand what it feels like what you’re going through.”
When she got up, she grinned. “If you need anything, even just to talk, call us, okay?”
Ash nods, sobbing a little as he wipes his eyes with his hooves.
We all stand on the porch and watch as Ashley drive off, heading back to the shop.
Once she's disappeared down the road, I lead Ash back into the living room, deciding to show him the pony he’d become. Thankfully, Netflicks has all five seasons, so it’s easy to get to the two episodes Party Favor appeared in.
During dinner, Ash half-heartedly points out that my face has pushed out like a pony’s and that my hands and neck are now covered in the same fur as on the rest of me.
Great. So now we can add fear of terrorist attacks next to turning into ponies on the Life is Going Downhill list.
After dinner the two of us talk for a while in the other guest room, where Jenny had set up for him to stay. He’s really scared, he has no idea what’s going to happen next.
I tell him I feel the same way. This kind of thing just didn’t happen in real life, and yet it was for us and we didn’t know why Discord had done this at all, the finale sure didn’t explain it, so we had no idea of Discord’s end game.
We all decide to turn in early, by which point almost all of my body was covered in grey fur, my face had a snout and my eyes were large, just like Ash’s, only as Derpy’s.
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The next day, two ponies are sitting on the living room couch, watching the first Derpy episode of My Little Pony. One is a teal unicorn stallion, the other, a grey Pegasus, me.
It’s early morning. The kid’s haven’t gotten up yet. The moment I woke up today I knew I’d become a full pony. There was no stopping it now, it had already happened. All we could hope was that we could find a way of changing back.
When I’d woken up I’d pulled myself out from within Kelly’s arms and gotten out of bed. I’d struggled to walk on four legs instead of two at first and keeping quiet while learning had been almost impossible, but I’d managed, somehow. Seeing had become harder too. I'd gotten used to see with only one eye, and it was clear Derpy did the same thing, thankfully with the same eye, but now said eye was able to see at nearly a full 340 degree arc, more like 220, really, causing me to feel dizzy.
I just stood for a long w hile, waiting for my centre of balance to adjust to my new eyesight, which took about a full half hour.
Once my world had somewhat centre, I hopped out of bed and went to get dressed, when I looked down at myself.
None of my human clothes were going to fit me anymore. They were designed for humans, not ponies. I sighed, realizing I’d likely been spending my time in this form walking around in the buff.
I decided to go have a shower, if only to clean the smell of what Kelly and I got up to last night away so nopony else would smell it, along with the stains on my fur from both of us. Despite my deciding to go to bed early, I’d ended up having it out with Kelly.
I had felt sorry for guys once I’d finished my first orgasm as a mare. Females get so much more amazing orgasms than guys, I’d never felt anything like it. When I turned back, that’d probably be something I’d miss. We’d gone at it for several hours and at the end of it had just fallen asleep in each other’s arms. I had no idea why, but my sex drive had been in overhaul since this transformation started.
Showering wasn’t really more than standing under the water and letting it pour over me. I was thankful Jenny and Damian had gotten taps that were hoof-friendly before this had started, made it much easier than if they were the turnable taps. It seemed to do the trick, at any rate, I didn’t smell of sex anymore.
I’d crept downstairs, (the progress was slow as I still adjusted to my new way of viewing the world) thinking I was the only one up, only to find Ash sitting on the couch, watching the TV. I was about to ask him what he was watching, when I heard the theme music. It was MLP.
I moved over and sat down next to him.
“Doing okay?” I asked, inwardly flinching at the sound of my voice. It just felt weird hearing somepony else’s voice coming from my own mouth.
He just nodded, not turning, his eyes still on the screen.
I decided I’d watch with him. Maybe watching the show our new bodies came from was his way of coping, now that he was full pony. Maybe it could help me too, since we were both in that boat now.
We were up for a while on our own and just gotten lost watching the show our new forms came from. I could honestly under why boys could get so into this. Despite it being for little girls, the characterizations, the plots and animation are quite impressive. Even the insert songs are good, something I know from personal experience of other shows with insert songs is a hard thing to make enjoyable and not make just ear torture.
As Derpy’s time in her episode ends, the sound of feet on the stairs makes me turn to see Sally skipping down. However, when she sees me, she goes stock still.
I flinch at that. Why’d she just stop like that? Ash notices too and we both look on anxiously as a strange expression comes over Sally’s face.
Suddenly she squeals and charges forward. We both leap, trying to get away, Ash succeeding, but she plows into me and pulls me into a tight head, rubbing her cheeks against mine.
“Oh, I’d hoped it was true when I saw your mane and fur and I was right! My Uncle Ben has become my Aunt Derpy! I have best pony as my aunt! Best. Day. EVER!”
I look to Ash, silently begging him for help.
He frowns, closing his eyes as his horn glows with his blue magical aura (as Sally and Mark had explained it to us yesterday), before said aura encompassed Sally and tried to pull her off me, only to lift her up and pull me with her.
“Party!”
“Sorry, sorry!” he says, letting go of his magic.
Thankfully, my wings seem to have muscle memory because they extend the moment the magic holding us stops and we drop and I gently lower us down to the ground.
Later that day, Ashley came over for a visit, still shocked when she see I’ve turned into Derpy Hooves.
I spend the day trying to figure out flight, with her, Kelly and Mark watching me. Thanks to my new eyesight, I’m more than a bit clumsy at it, flopping on my face every time I try to land after hover a bit into the air
Derpy’s eyes worked like mine in that, with them, I couldn’t properly see through my right eye. On rare occasions I’d actually gotten my new right eye to align with my left, but I still couldn’t see very well out of it even then. However, the magnification and the fact I now seemed able to see in a 220 degree arc had caused a lot of trouble. I had to keep focusing on the one eye I was using to see like I used to, only now, if I didn't focus, it kept causing me to feel like I was leaning to one side or the other, which, when in the air, caused me to drop like a rock. I'd need to get better control of this, or I'd keep feeling sea sick... or air sick, since I'll be trying to fly.
Flying was easier and harder than I’d expected. Despite the fact that my wings were too small to logically lift of pony of my size, just a few flaps had me several feet in the air, my unicorn comrade looking up in awe. I practiced a bit, flying around in circles and doing loops, wondering just why Derpy was portrayed as such a klutz. I’m not as clumsy a flyer as the show portayed back in The Last Round Up episode. Well, okay, I am still clumsy, but not as much as the show portrayed.
Heck, I would’ve made it into the Wonderbolts Reserves with Dash if I didn’t have to care for Dinky and her sister. I’m a mother. I don’t have time to just up and go to a camp and...
I blink, stopping where I am in midair and flapping in place. Had I just thought...? Where the hell did that all come from?
I head back down, realizing too late something I had yet to practice about perfected about flying: landing. I tumbled as I hit the ground, rolling head over hoof into the other end of the fence.
I hear the others calling to me, but it’s hard to focus with the sky being where the ground is supposed to be.
Once the world stopped spinning, I decided to stay on the ground and watched as Ash practiced with his magic and balloon talent, at one point making a mini-helicopter which he used to lift up off the ground, making me puff out my cheeks angrily. He was a unicorn and he was better at flying than I was.
He and I would have questioned how a balloon helicopter could fly was logically possible, but we’d kind of given up on logic by now. Logic didn’t explain why we’d turned into cartoon ponies from a little kids’ show due to one of its characters fusing as with two others from said show.
By the end of the day, after some coaxing from my fellow pony to try flying again, I’d gotten somewhat good at regular flight at least, though I still wobbled and tumbled in the air from time to time due to my eyes. Whether I’d be able to pull of anything fancy like Rainbow Dash does would have to wait for another day.
Party was getting better with his magic too. He’d figured out levitation pretty easily and had some still with magic bolts, which he’d almost hit me with several times during my flight training, as if trying to fly with my eyes wasn't hard enough I had to dodge magical bolts flying at me, but nothing else. He certainly isn’t going to be teleporting or making magical shields any time soon.
Later, after dinner, Kelly helped me shower, since I couldn’t do it properly in ours anymore, what with being a pony. As she scrubbed my wings I kept shuddering. It seemed we pegasi were really sensitive when it came to our wings and feathers.
Once I was showered I tried to help her in repayment for her helping me. I had to hold the scrub brush in my mouth, but I at least was able to help her wash her back.
Two hours later though I wasn’t lying in bed. I was sitting at the computer, looking to see if anypony else was going through this.
That’s one other thing that is worrying me. Kelly, Jenny, Mark, Damian and Sally had pointed out to both me and Ash that we seemed to keep referring to each other by the names or the ponies we’d become.
We’d both done double takes when they said this. We hadn’t noticed it but, looking back at the day, they were right. There were many times when I’d called Ash Party or Party Favor, and the same with him calling me Derpy. He’d even done so when he’d been coaxing me to try flight training after my multiple disastrous landing attempts.
I’d even, after looking it over, noticed we’d been using pronouns from the show as opposed to those we had before, such as somepony, anypony and so forth.
This honestly worried me. It was clear we’d finished changing physically, but what if that wasn’t the end? What if we were changing mentally too? What if we started actually thinking like the ponies Discord had fused us with? What if we actually started believing we were those ponies?
I shook my head, shaking the thoughts from my mind and continued searching. Thanks to Kelly, I was still able to use the computer despite my hooves. She’d wrapped some Velcro around my forehooves and attached pencils to them, so I could type. Moving the mouse with a hoof and clicking were relatively simple.
I’d spent several all of those two hours searching for anypony I could that was going through what Party— I mean Ash and I were going through.
Aside from a tweet of someone saying they’d woken up with a Cutie Mark several days ago (which, after messaging the person, found out they’d been joking, saying I was the second person to believe them), I hadn’t found anything.
I groan, leaning back in my chair and rub my hooves through my mane. This was getting me nowhere. Aside from theories based on pretty much nothing, we nothing explaining why we had turned into ponies or how to change back.
“Nothing, huh?” I turn my neck (I am still amazed out how my new pony neck can turn the way it does) and see Ash stepping towards me from the living room.
I sigh, turning back to the computer and nodding. “Aside from some jerk who said that they woke up with a Cutie Mark as a joke, nothing.”
The stallion next to me snorts. “Hmm. Yeah. Really funny joke. I’m laughing my flank off over here.”
I nod. I hadn’t been too pleased about it either. That person had obviously thought it was hilarious, but this was no joking matter for us. We literally had woken up with Cutie Marks and now we physically had (and maybe starting mental to) become the ponies who’s Cutie Mark we bore.
After a few moments, I noticed a scent in the air I hadn’t before. It was musky. I felt I knew that smell, but couldn’t figure out where from. Ignoring it, and deciding I was too tired to keep searching the net for something I might not even ever find, I bid Party goodnight and turned to leave, flicking my tail as I went, only vaguely aware of it hitting something as I trotted back to mine and Kelly’s room.
For the first night since this started, I just flop on the bed and pass out, embracing the soft mattress as it lulls me to sleep. It’s not as good as the clouds I'd slept on back in Cloudsdale as a filly... but it’s good enough.