'Who I've Become' - Fleur de Lis.

by spetsnaz pinkie pie

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Main 6, Fleur de Lis, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Other, Original Character, Comedy, Random, Princess Celestia, Sex
Length: 11473

Floreal Emilio Guadiana Sgt, for U.S. Marine Recon killed in action now finds himself or should I say herself in a new land as one of the most beautiful woman in the country.

You know I didn't ask for this. I would have gladly accepted death back in Korea, but of course whom ever the hell is running this damn reality is really trying to screw with me.

Hi my name is, well was Floreal Emilio Guadiana, former Sgt, for U.S. Marine Recon. Now for some damn reason people now call me Fleur de Lis. Why you may ask people call me that?

Well it all started when I woke up as a fucking woman!

(Contains humanized ponies.)

Cover art done by Lovelyneckbeard

Published 2013-11-03 19:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-04 17:09:16 UTC

Chapter 1.

Chapter 1.

"GOD DAMN IT, LEFT SIDE, LEFT SIDE!!! Delta 1-1 this is Delta1-4 Where the hell are you guys we getting over run here!" I screamed into my radio as my squad got situated in finding better cover. Sounds of explosives were detonating all around us as bullets began to pierce the walls of the building we were occupying as enemy troops began to close in on our position.

"Delta 1-4 this is Delta 1-1, Sgt you have to calm down and hold that position, we are moving as fast as we can, you are not the only one's under fire over"

"Captain I have three K.I.A. and five wounded, if these men don't get into surgery soon then there not going to make it! Dammit! Martinez use the Yeager on that fucking tank! Captain We'll hold out as long as we can. Is there any news on air support!?"

"Negative Sgt, Warthogs are being sent back to base for reloading. And our Death Knight was taken down. You will have to stay put and hold out as long as you can. We're pushing forward as fast as we can, we'll be there soon enough."

"Dammit! Roger that." I pushed of the button for my radio and began taking count of the remaining magazine I had left.

'Dammit only six left! And ten clips for my pistol. Fuck were running out of ammo fast and the rest of our squad is a few clicks away.'

"Alright listen up!" I yelled to my squad grabbing their attention. "We are under heavy fire and we're running out of ammo. Only fire at what you can see. Ramirez! Grab the extra ammo from the wounded and dead we're going need them... And where the hell is Jackson!"

"Wounded sir!" I hear from Lana sitting by me as she reloaded her m-10 assault rifle. I picked myself up from the dirt covered ground and made my way to the back room finding two medics working on the five wounded soldiers that lied on the counter tops.

Walking over to the far side of the room I found Jackson lying down clutching is stomach as small amounts of blood began to seep out from his freshly treated wounds.

"Jackson?" I said to him as I looked him in the eyes.

"H-hey Sergeant. W-what brings you by to-to visit li-little ole me?" Jackson may have been wounded but that wouldn't stop the man from being the upbeat Marine that he is.

"You doing good Jackson? Medics gave you the hook up?" All Jackson could do was give a small laugh before he gritted in pain from the bullet wounds to his stomach.

"Yeah Sarge they gave the good shit with a side of rum. I should be able to get back out there in a hour or two."

I shook my head to my soldier knowing he was going to be down for a good week or two. "Forget that brother, you rest up. Support should be coming in soon to get us the hell out of here."

Jackson coughed a bit as is breaths started becoming labored. "Look Jackson. I know you don't like anyone touching Mary, but I'm gonna need to use her for a little while. Only until support comes in. We need all the guns and ammo we can use.

Jackson began to slowly shake his head to me as bits of blood began to pour out of his mouth. "Floreal." Jackson spoke my first name as he began to wheeze in his breaths. He would only say my name if times were getting grim. "Floreal. You have been a brother to me since we first joined recon. If there is anyone I know that can keep Mary safe it's with yo-." Jackson quickly stopped as he violently lurched forward then leaned to the side were he began to vomit.

Blood was what he threw up. The bullet he took truly did alot of damage to the soldier, which what caused the internal bleeding. "Floreal, I-." He coughed, spurts of blood flying out of his mouth. "I-I don't think I'm gonna make it Sarge... Can you do one thing for me? Just one thing?"

I looked into my friends eyes as he coughed up more blood. "Anything brother, you name it." Jackson lift him self up off his back and turned to where his gear was laid. He picked up Mary, a customized Barret Mrad, fitted with an extended barrel multi-optical zoom and extended magazines.

"Take her Floreal and kill those pussy ass Koreans!" I took Mary into my hands before giving my friend salute.

"Semper Fi brother." Shakily Jackson raised his right arm and gave me a salute back.

"Oorah." He said back before coughing once again. I took Mary and 10 magazines of armor piercing 338, Lapua magnum rounds.

Making my way back to were the rest of my squad held their ground. I watched as the remaining members shooting or reloading there rifles as bullets impacted the walls covering them. "Ramirez sitrep!?" I commanded as I walked to a small opening were a few bricks fell making a nice hole for Mary to use.

"All tanks are down sir! New contacts keep coming from everywhere, these assholes won't letup!" Good thing the tanks were destroyed it will take them longer to try and get us.

"What about Delta 1-1?!" I asked him. Ramirez fired an explosive from his grenade launcher before answering back.

"No news from Delta 1-1 sir, it seems were on our own for now."

'Dammit shit keeps getting worse and worse. We can't let up I need to get these soldiers back to safety and soon.'

"Don't let up! Give these basterds everything you got! OORAH!" I yelled to the rest of my squad, receiving many in return.

I was on the far side of the wall a few feet away from some of my squad members, the hole in the wall was decent in size, good enough to be able to use Mary to her full extent. I took a kneeling position placing the barrel inside the hole. My position was in a sense perfect, I had clear line of sight to any hostiles on the outside while I was partially protected by the thick brick wall, the only downside was that my head was exposed through the hole leaving me open to any snipers in the vicinity.

I placed a fresh magazine into the slot making sure it locked into place before pulling back the bolt-action and loading a fresh round into the chamber. These North Korean fuckers were everywhere. Streets, Rooftops, barricaded behind cover you name it. I'm glad Jackson put a multi-optical scope on his rifle, with it I could change to Infrared or to night vision with nothing more than a click of a button. And with that simple click I switched to Infrared spotting multiple hostiles in the vicinity through the scope.

I steadied my breathing and placed the cross hairs on the chest of an enemy hostile that was perched on a nearby roof. Just one simple pull of the trigger and the round was fired resulting in a loud boom, leaving smoke forming out of the barrel and hole through the Koreans heart. I pulled the bolt-action back and the used cartridge popped out from the chamber and placing a fresh one inside.

Round after round I fired taking out as many of those basterds as I could. Things were beginning to pick up a bit, the enemy began firing wildly missing the brick wall that separated us from them. With fresh magazine placed inside I spied through the scope looking for any hostiles. I would catch small glimpses of red body heat moving from cover to cover but nothing visible for me to take aim at.

Taking my eyes away from the scope I looked back to my team, fatigue was setting in I could see it in there faces, but no matter what they kept pushing, we've been at these for over seven hours and I know we were extremely low on ammunition. I spotted a few of members of my team using enemy weaponry to fire against the hostiles, that's how desperate we were.

"Ramirez!" I yelled. "Any news on the rest of Delta Squad!?" I looked to the soldier his eyelids were heavy and he had large nags under them. He shook is head before spoke.

"Nothing yet sir, everytime I try to make contact all I get is stati-." Before Ramirez could finish the radio flared to life, even with sounds of arms fire in the background I could hear clear as day Captain Holly speaking through the receiver.

"Delta 1-4 this is Delta 1-1 do you copy over!?... Delta 1-4 this is Delta 1-1 do you copy!?"

"Delta 1-1 this is Delta 1-4, hell I'm really glad to hear your voice right now Captain!" Gunshots sounded again from the Captains radio as he spoke up again.

"Sgt, Delta 1-1 is a half a click from your position, Warthogs are five minutes out from your position as well. Hold tight people, we'll be there soon." Hearing the news replenished the vigor my team had lost when we fought our enemy. With Warthogs and Delta 1-1 on the way, things were beginning to look up for-.

My enthusiasm was quickly shot down as I and the others of my squad felt the ground beginning to quiver from a force we all new that could cause such a tremor.

Peering out of the hole was the last thing I wanted to see. There I stood staring down the barrel of a K1A1 Main Battle Tank. I didn't have a fucking chance of surviving, not if but when these assholes decided to fire that 120mm round into my skull.

I turned to my squad as they fired on enemy hostiles. "TAKE COVER!" I yelled with all my might before the wall I stood at exploded in a heap dust and debris, the blast itself sent me flying to the back wall where body impacted hard causing me to crash through the wall itself and into the room where the injured where being treated.

I was still alive but just barely. I could feel myself beginning to slip into the darkness as it pulled into the corner of my eyes. The sounds of explosions I could barely hear as they went off outside our position. I tried bringing myself up to see what was happening, but I couldn't feel... I couldn't feel anything. I moved my eyes frantically looking in every direction, that's when I found Captain Holly standing above me as a medic looked me over.

I looked to the Captain, and his expression was truthful. I could see it in his eyes that I wasn't going to make it. But I didn't need to look at him to know that. I tried to speak, to say something but all I could give out was a grunt.

"Rest now soldier." The Captain said to me. And when he did my vision became blurry till all I could see was a large blob in my view. "You did good son, you did good." Those were the last words I was able to hear from the Captain as the darkness finally took me.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 2.

It was the beginning of another beautiful day out in Ponyville, Applejack and her husband Soarin stood outside there two story house as the sun breached the horizon at there farm at 'Sweet Apple Acres.' The farmer girl stood tall and took a large inhale, smelling the morning dew that coated the fresh cut green grass of the farm. "Well Sugar-Cube looks like it's gonna be one fin day don't y'all reckon?" The man beside her stretched and flexed his wings letting out a few audible pops making his wife flinch at the sound. "Will ya quit that! Ya know I hate it when ya make those dang popping noises!"

Soarin began to chuckle as he shook his head. "Sorry babe but you were a bit rough last night" He left off with a chuckle. "Hell I'm surprised you didn't break my pelvis!" Saying that caused him to receive a glare from his wife and a smack upside the head making him topple forward onto the dirt road.

Applejack placed her foot on his back and began to giggle. "Ya knew we earth gals got a lot more stamina than those mage and winged gals out there."

Soarin began to laugh as he picked himself up off the ground brushing his wife's foot of his back. "Yeah I know. I didn't say I don't like it, I just said you were a bit rough. But hell that's one of the reasons I married you, well... Other than you being damn sexy with that cute accent of yours, plus the taste of your pies. Both of them actually.

"Um Sugar-Cube, I only make one type of pie. Ya know. Apple." Applejack crossed her arms glaring at her winged husband.

Hearing that and the look on his wife's face caused Soarin to laugh just before placing his arms around his wife's waist. "I wasn't talking about the food Applejack." He said licking his lips as he wiggled his eye brows, causing his wife's face to flush as he chuckled.

Applejacks flushing red face contorted from a look of shock into one of annoyance. The apple farmer pushed away from her husbands grasp and slugged him in his right arm. "That's what ya get for getting me all flustered! Ya know we got work ta do today and Big Mac won't be here to help."

Soarin chuckled again as he message the now bruising spot on his arm. "Where is the big guy anyway? The only time he's off the farm is if he's with Cheerilee."

"Ya just answered yer own question Sugar-Cube. Now come on!" She yelled in excitement, grabbing Soarin's hand and dragging him towards the apple orchard. "We can't stand here all day talkin, we got apples to pick!"

With being pulled with the strength Applejack had, Soarin fell forward again but was now being dragged by his wife to the orchard were they were to begin harvesting fresh 'Sweet Apple Acres' apples to sell to the good people of Ponyville.

Five minutes passed and Soarin was still being dragged in by his wife. They were heading to the south field about ten minutes away by foot from they're home. With a jolt Soarin felt himself stop as he was no longer being pulled bid hand free from Applejacks grasp. He knew they weren't at the field yet it was to early for them to stop. Picking himself off the ground, he began brushing away the dirt and grime off his clothes, hair and face before looking to Applejack whom seemed to be staring off into the distance ahead of her.

"Hey babe what's wrong?" Soarin said walking up next to his wife. He look to her then to the direction where she was staring off to. There he saw something. Something laying in the middle of the apple orchard.

"What'd ya reckon it is?" The farm girl asked, squinting try to judge in what it was.

"Hell if I know babe but where not gonna find out standing here. Come on!" He replied this time him grabbing his wife's hand pulling her closer to the silhouette in the distance.

The closer they got the closer they could see what caught there eyes. The silhouette turned into a shape of a person that much was understandable from the distance they were currently at but now only a few yards away they took notice of the person lying in the field. Scratch that they took notice to the naked WOMAN lying in the apple field. "What in tarnation is she doing out here?" Applejack said to no one in particular just wandering why there was woman in her apple orchard. "And why is she naked!?"

Soarin didn't respond to either question, he himself was to forgone without a thought in his head as he looked to the naked woman lying on the grass. Redness flushed his cheeks as he looked the woman over from head toe. 'Damn she's hot!' That was the last thought he had before his wife punched him square in the jaw making him fly a few feet away into an apple tree. The force he had against the tree cause every single apple in it to fall off, a few bouncing off his head.

Soarin was dazed for a minute or two before shaking his head as his eyes circled around inside his skull. "Okay, I deserve that." He said rubbing his jaw and the back of his head.

"Your damn right you do!" Applejack yelled to him in anger. "What in Faust name did ya think!? I wouldn't see ya haven a look at this here lady!?"

"Look I'm sorry Applejack."He apologized as he walked closer to his wife. "I'm not gonna lie to you Applejack, hell you'll know if I am anyway. Look, yeah she's hot..."

Applejack grabbed him by his shirt and brought bin down to her level which was only three inches down. "There better be a but at the end of that sentence or y'all be sleepin on the couch for the next year!"

"But... She missing a few things." Applejack just looked closely to Soarin her grip on his shirt becoming tighter, waiting for him to continue. "She doesn't have beautiful emerald colored eyes. Well I don't think she does. "Applejacks scowl grew as she tightly gritted her teeth. "Okay, okay bad joke. She doesn't have beautiful blonde hair that ends in a pony tail or the Stetson that goes on top of her pretty little head. And I doubt she has a sexy country accent that I prefer. Yeah she's thin and dainty, but I don't like that kind of thing. No for me I like a girl that can handle herself, especially one that has damn strong legs and lets not forget..." He trailed off before grabbing Applejacks butt. "A nice firm ass."

Applejacks grip faltered as her scowl turned to a small smile. "Ya doofus. Y'all lucky I love ya or else I wouldn't accept that there speech." Soarin pecked his wife's lips before laughing with Applejack following with him.

As there laughing died down they looked to the woman lying next to them then to each other. "So I guess we should just getur up then huh?" Applejack moved away from Soarin and closer to the woman to try and get her to awaken. Soarin watched his wife do this but before Applejack was about to shake the woman awake he noticed her cutie mark that was on her arm and seeing brought back a memory. A memory of a woman from party he attended not to long ago.

{oOo}

For the members of the Wonderbolts all it was, was another party hosted by haughty nobles trying to look good in front of there peers. And for the lieutenant of the illustrious flying team, it was all just a waist of time. Instead of being there, he would rather be with his girlfriend and her delicious pie. But of course nobody always gets what they want.

'Come on Spitfire were the fucking Wonderbolts! Why the hell do we have to meet these uppity noble assholes!?'

'Will you shut the fuck up Soarin! These 'uppity noble assholes' are the ones signing your damn checks! So shut up, act pretty and I'll let you get some pie later! Look one of them is heading over!'

Two people walked over to there group, one man and one woman. The man was a good four inches taller then Soarin he walked with a cane and wore a magnificently tailored suit, a monocle over his left eye and a top hat placed right on his head. The woman that clung to his arm was one of pure beauty, hell should could probably give the princesses a run for there money.

The woman was drop-dead sexy. As she and the man she clung to past the many people around them, she caused many heads to turn as they walked forward to the Wonderbolts. Her hair was exquisitely styled with it's two tone appearance. It fell past her shoulders and down to her back, it was pink in color but had a streaks of white in a few places. She wore gorgeous red strapless dress that tightly hugged her body showing her elegant hour glass figure, the dress caused her breasts to push up giving them a more larger look. On her right arm she showed her cutie mark. Three Fleur de Lis, one larger then the others colored in gold and placed above and between the two small Fleurs that were colored royal purple. She wore black stockings that covered her legs that ended in glittering red heels.

'Ah! The Wonderbolts!' The man said breaking Soarin's gaze upon the woman. "Hello everyone my name is Fancy Pants and this here is my wife Fleur de Lis. We are quite thankful you could join us at our party.'

The rest of the memory began to fade out as Soarin was brought back to the real world now realizing who the woman was.

{oOo}

He remember her now, she looked exactly as she did back the party, except for her missing clothes of course.

"Applejack." He said stopping his wife from moving closer. The farm girl looked to the sleeping woman before her then back to her husband behind her. "Applejack I know who that is."

The farm girl looked back to the woman than back to her husband. "Well spit it out! I rather wake her up now than tomorra!"

"That's Fleur de Lis the Prench model and wife to Canterlot noble Fancy Pants. I met them at a party they hosted not too long ago."

"Ya serious?" She asked him with confused look. Soaring responded with a nod before Applejack looked back to Fleur. "Then what in the hay is she doing here?"

"Hell if I know. Maybe bad teleportation? But that doesn't explain why she has no clothes on."

"Well we ain't gonna find out till we wake her." Applejack walked up next to the sleeping woman and began to shake her. "Hello Ms. Fleur. Y'all wake up now ya hear! I ain't sure why y'all are here. But ya can't be sleepin on ma farm!" The farm girl shook the sleeping woman again and again trying to wake her from her slumber.

Being repeatedly shaken caused Fleur to awake from her slumber, but not in a groggily manner some would think. No. Fleur's eyes shot straight open in surprise. Surprise and Anger.

Though the couples intention to awaken the sleeping woman were good, they thought they were awakening the Prench model and wife of Fancy Pants. What they did not know, was that the original Fleur de Lis was still in Canterlot. And the one they had just awakened was different not of body, but of mind. And she was extremely pissed!

Author's Note

Yes everybody this is another 'Who I've Become' story and it won't be the last. There is one more I'm gonna put up... Maybe soon. Instead of being sad like the others, I thought I would make it a comedy since I think I suck at writing depressing shit.

Anyway... Random song maybe listen maybe not I dont care.

http://m.youtube.com/?q=romantic+dreams+deftones&search_sort=relevance&search_type=search_all&uploaded=#/watch?v=mkkOLMTOM7s

Ya know it sucks using a phone to do all this. Kinda want to put some cool music but noooo! Phone just doesn't like that.

Anyway I want this to be a thing. Every chapter I put up there will be a random song at the end.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 3.

Now this is what I call an afterlife. Even though I just died, I found myself in a bar surrounded by my brothers and sisters in arms sharing drinks getting drunk and just plainly having a kick ass time. We got some rock-n-roll playing in the background and some of the guys are getting drinks for the girls.

Hoping to get lucky of course.

"Floreal what the hell are you doing here man? I just sent you out there with Mary to kill those asshole Koreans!" I looked turned away from my current conversation with Gunney an old instructor of mine back when I began training, to be face to face with a friend I made back in those days.

Heh, Jackson was right, he knew he wasn't going to make it back there. Hell at least I got another friend here in the afterlife.

"Jackson how's it going brother!? When did you get here? Hell I just got here myself after that damn tank blew the shit out of me." We gave each other a fist bump before I handed him a beer.

"Hell after you took Mary I was just gone... Sad too really. I wanted to know how many you killed using Mary."

I gave a big laugh and gave him a playful smack to his arm. "A few dozen Korean dumb asses won't be going home to jerk off to their anime porn tonight!"

Wth that said we laughed, talked and reminisced about the good ol' days. Many of our friends joining in on the fun as things went on. Time didn't really seem to matter here, only the joy of friends having a good time. And the beer! My god was the beer good!

"So these damn gooks started running down the hill trying to flee from the incoming soldiers from behind right! When they all came over they stopped in their tracks when they happen to come upon us, waiting by a dirt road with seven Humvess all equipped with M134 Miniguns. Oh hell we tore through those cross eyed basterds ranks like wet tissue paper!" The lot of us laughed hard as Johnson spoke of an engagement he went through few days prior to his own death.

I looked around the room again and most of the people there were near our group telling stories. I kept looking and found a strange sight. A beautiful strange sight. There at the corner of the bar sat a woman all alone stirring a drink in her hands. She was... Really hot actually.

"Yo Floreal what you look-in at bro?" I heard the familiar voice of Jackson speak next to me but it wasn't enough for me to brake my gaze from the pretty woman sitting there at the end of the bar. "Well, well, well. Looks like you got your eyes on that pretty little lady over there." I didn't say a word as I took a swig of my beer. " I gotta say you have good taste in women my friend."

"Yeah." I simply said back to him. "Here hold my beer, I'm gonna go talk to her." I handed Jackson my beer and took my first step to the lonely woman.

"Ask her if she has a friend!" Jackson yelled out to me. I raised up my hand and gave him a thumbs up in recognition.

The closer I walked to the lonely woman, the closer I could see her features. You know that is something I have never seen before? Her hair was two diffrent colors. Her pink hair was dominant than the streaks of white she had in between them. Kind of reminds me of those people who dress up for those convention things.

"Hello." I said sitting on the stool next to her. "What's a pretty girl like you sitting all alone in a place like this?" She turned to me, a smile on her face. I looked straight into her eyes and almost felt hypnotized by them. They were the color of pink diamonds that sparkled in the luminescent light.

"Oh nothing I'm just waiting here for someone." I shook my heading after hearing her voice making my sight brake away from her diamond eyes. Her voice was a mix of French and American, more sexiness for her I guess.

"A friend huh? Boyfriend?" I asked her. She giggled and shook her head making her two-tone hair to sway.

"No, no boyfriend. Actually I'm looking for a Marine, I have a gift for him." She fully turned to me. I was able to take a quick glimpse at her body before turning back to her eyes. When I first said she was hot I was damn right!

She leaned forward giving me a good view of her perky breasts. They looked no smaller than a D cup I'm sure. Below I spotted a nice curvy hour glass figure and those lovely longlegs'. 'Now if only I could see that ass.' The glimpse may have been short but at least I got a good view.

"A Marine huh?" I smiled. Making her blush a tad bit. "Well lucky for you I know most of the Marines here! By the way my name is Floreal." I said raising my hand for a small shake.

"Oh!" She said in surprise. "How rude of me. My name Fleur, Fleur de Lis." The moment she said that I chuckled. "What's so funny?" She asked.

"It's funny really. Both of our names mean Flower in the French language. Mine is the male form where yours is the female." She understood now on why I chuckled and she herself began to giggle. Damn that was a sexy giggle.

"Yes, that does seam rather..." She trailed off a bit before looking to me again. "Wait, Floreal? As in Sergeant, Floreal Emilio Guadiana of Marine Recon?" I gave a smile as I nod my head. Her face lights up in a smile as she bounced in her seat. "Oh this is fantastic! You're the Marine I have been searching for!" She said clapping her hands together.

"Really?" she shook her head yes. "Why?" I was kinda curious why a gorgeous woman wanted to see me here in the afterlife.

"Why to give you your gift of course."

'Hmmm? Pretty woman wants to give me gift after I die. I wonder what it is?' "So this gift..." I trailed off a bit. "What is it if I may ask?"

"Oh." Fleur said, her happy tone vanishing as she looked down. "I can't really say. My bosses said that I'm only to give you the gift and nothing else... I'm sorry."

I looked into her eyes and I could see that they were becoming teary. "Hey, hey! It's okay. No reason for a pretty girl like you to cry. Now come on cheer up okay?" She looked up to me again and smiled showing me her pristine white smile.

"T-thank you. I'm sorry about that I usually don't get so emotional." She said wiping a few stray tears away with her handkerchief.

"That's alright. Emotions are what make us human. Heh, you would think that a guy like me, or men like us." I said waiving my hand out to the many Marines in the bar. "Wouldn't feel any emotion after the things we've done. But truth is..." I said turning away to look the mirror in front of me. "Truth is sometimes even we cry. Actually. Knowing that I cry tells me I didn't become a monster from my own actions in life."

The cheers and laughter around us began to slowly die down till the only thing I could hear was the woman next to me. I could hear her sniffle a bit. Hearing that told me she began to cry from my words.

I looked to her to see that she looked away from me, tears running down her cheeks. "Hey." I said cupping her chin in my hand. "No more tears now." I said wiping a few of her tears away with my thumb. We looked into each others eyes and before I could say anything she bounces on me. Her lips pushing against mine.

The suddenness of her actions caused the two of us to topple over from the stools we sat on. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of the hard wood floor but the thing was... It never came.

When I opened my eyes again I found myself falling in some sort of... Abyss. Alone. The woman that was with me, that kissed me, Fleur. She was gone. I shook my head as i felt the air rush past me. "Ok, I'm not sure what's going on here but I'm gonna need an explanation to all this." I said crossing my arms as I fell into nothingness'.

"Hellllloooo?" I heard a voice say that echoed all around me. 'The hell?' I thought. "Hello, hello? Is this thing on?" I heard a tapping noise like someone tapping the head of a microphone.

"Hello?" I said about to whoever was talking around me.

"Oh good it works!" The voice said before clearing their voice. "Hello Sergeant Floreal, my name Syn. I was the woman you met at the bar. Well no you met Fleur there, but I was Fleur. Oh damn it!"

I was confused this lady Syn or Fleur or whoever is the woman that met me at the bar? What is she babbling about? "Okay calm down, deep breaths." I said aloud. I could her Inhaling which was kinda gross even for me. "Now breath out." She did as I said and exhaled leaving a happy sigh at the end. "Better?"

"Better." She said in return. "Alright, let me continue. Yes I was the woman you met at the bar. Fleur was..." She paused. "Okay how can I put this delicately. My bosses, the big guys that control you know heaven and hell and all that jazz.

Well every year or so they choose one person for every world out of the infinite number of living being's all through out the infinite number of universes and place them into a diffrent reality. So ipso facto that is where you're heading to now! Just one little complication..."

"Wait, wait, wait! Hold up..." I interrupted her. "Let me get this straight. I died, then sent to the afterlife where I could hangout, drink beer and laugh to my hearts content with my brothers and sisters. Then I find you or Fleur or whoever you are where you guilt trip me into accepting your gift not knowing what it was. Some boring talk later, you kiss me or Fleur kisses me causing me to fall back from my stool to where I am now falling through nothingness, having a pleasant conversation with the very being that did this to me in the first place... Did I leave anything out?"

"Well no, that's everything in a nutshell Sergeant. Look I'm sorry, it was not my choice to trick you into doing this, you see you are a special case. And from what I have to say next I know you are not going to like, and I should hurry. You are reaching your new reality soon."

It was at that moment I witnessed a flash of light flicker under me. I looked down to see that I was stark naked! And the tip of my toes began to be encompassed by a pink light.

"Syn, what the hell is going on!?" I yelled to her. I didn't really care being naked but the light encompassing my toes was actually scaring the hell out of me.

"It has begun... Your transformation."

"What the fuck!? What do you mean transformation!?" I yelled back to her. The light began to creep up my foot and to my ankles. My eyes were as wide as they could be as I watch the light creep up my body.

"This is were it becomes difficult..." She said. "Every decade my bosses tend to screw with one of the inhabitants from every universe that they send to a new reality. It's there way of having fun for having to do the same work over and over again for... I'm not really sure how long."

By now the light was beginning to quicken it's pace as as it past my chest encompassing every part of my body even my arms in the unforgiving pink light

"With the individual my bosses tend to screw with, he or she is transformed into a new being from the reality they are being sent too... And um... The light that is on you is pink right?"

"FOR FUCK SAKES YES! NOW HURRY UP AND TELL ME! THIS SHIT IS BEGINNING TO PASS MY DAMN NECK!!!"

"Pinkmeansyou'returningintoafemale!!!" Syn said quickly revealing the answer to Floreal question. Like ripping a Band-Aid off or so how the saying goes.

"W-what?" I said in a stupor. 'No... What she said couldn't be right.'

"Yes you, Floreal Emilio Guadiana Sergeant for United States Marine Recon are being turned into a female of the new reality. But not just any female though... No you are being transformed into the woman you met earlier this evening. A Ms. Fleur de Lis."

The pink light now passed Floreal's trembling lips. He was scared, frightened, he's been through many things in his days in the Marines but this... 'No! This can't be right! This can't happen to me!' He tried to thrash around to get the pink light from moving any further. But it was all for not... His limbs wouldn't move! His arms, his legs, fingers and toes not even his nose.

As he tried to move he felt himself growing weaker not in strength but in mind. He felt tired like his days back in training. He could not see anything but the pink light in his eyes. He could not speak a single word.

The light was finishing it's completion. Floreal's entire body was encompassed the last was to be his ears a gift from Syn so she could say her final good-byes to the now 'Woman' Falling to sleep in the falling expanse.

"Flor-... Fleur. I'm sorry this had to happen to you. You were a good man back on earth... Please move on, I know it will be hard for you but please there is nothing anyone not even the big boss up top can do now.

I'm so very sorry Fleur..."

Author's Note

Dark tag will be removed... Once I get a computer.

Chapter 4.

Author's Note

New chapter Yay!

Alright this chapter wasn't really that tough but thanks to my phone being an ass I had to rewrite alot of crap since my phone didn't want to save anything.

Anyway please comment. Please, please, please comment.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 4.

Applejack wasn't sure what in Equestria just happened. At first she was shaking the nude woman under her to awaken hoping she might have some of her questions answered but once the woman did open her eyes Applejack felt pain coiling in her stomach, her feet leaving the earth below and the air being knocked out from her lungs.

And as she wreathed in pain trying to breath, her husband whom was standing not to far away was getting his ass kicked by the same nude woman that easily took down his wife.

"Ow! Fuck my nose!" Soarin yelled in pain after an elbow had collided with his face. He shrieked as his voice lifted a few octaves as a slender foot collided with his testicles. Blood trickled out from his broken nose his hands holding what was left of his broken testicles as he rolled on the earth below crying.

"This is fucking bullshit!" I yelled. This voice hell this body was just. Ugh! I remembered everything that happened after I died. Meeting my friends being happy, drinking. Then I met that... Fucking bitch! And now look what happened to me! "I'm a damn woman!"

"If I ever meet those bastards I'm going to kill them." I said agitated by the predicament I was in. I walked off leaving those two people I had beaten behind, mindlessly making my way somewhere as I looked over my body.

All those years training and fighting all the scars I had sustained and the muscles I built over the years was all gone! Now I just... My brown skin was now pale pink in color, the view of my slender arms showed me that there were no visible view of any muscle. My chest heavy because of my breasts. I never thought about it but now I think I know why woman wear bra's.

My back is actually beginning to hurt a bit.

Walking has never felt so awkward to me before now. Without my balls it just feels wrong. I didn't want even look down there to see that whole situation. And for some reason my hips keep swaying as if it was just natural to me!

I just don't know right now. I'm pissed, naked and a damn woman! I think others guy's would be to if this shit happened to them.

It wasn't long that I walked my mind still going through the craziness of the situation that I came across a large farm house. I was never to keen into asking for help only when I was on the battlefield but being here now I was really in need of it.

I stepped onto the wooden porch where I found an elderly woman with white hair done up in a bun wearing an olive green dress sleeping in a rocking chair. I cautiously stepped closer not wanting to startle her from her sleep.

I screwed up already hurting those people earlier. They probably wanted to help me but I was in a fit of rage then and I didn't even bother to go back and see if they were ok. I'll most likely see them later hell this is probably there farm! I'll apologize and hopefully they'll understand my situation.

Then they'll most likely laugh at me for it.

"Excuse me. Ma'am?" I said gently shaking her arm. I didn't think of it earlier but my new voice as a hint of French in it. The elderly woman didn't waken instead she babbled a small bit till she resumed her snoring. Small bits of drool leaking from her open mouth. "Um hello miss?" I said a bit louder.

With that she did awaken. And the way she did it made me jump back a couple feet. The elderly woman babbled incoherently as she looked to and fro searching for something. "Hello? Applejack that you there youngen?" Her voice had a southern grandmothers touch to it, the same my own grandmother had back in Texas.

"Hello? Ma'am?" I spoke again grabbing the elderly woman attention.

When she looked to me her eyes went wide with... I'm not sure. I couldn't understand the way she was looking at me. "What in tarnation?!" She surprisingly yelled with confusion. "What in Celestia's name happen to ya youngen? Yer as naked as the day yer were born?!"

The way she just jumped off the rocker was astounding but now she was looking at me. Inspecting me really. "I'm really sorry miss I just... I'm not really sure what's going on. I woke up not to long ago and I was... Well like this when I did." I said to her using my arm to cover my breasts and hand to cover my vagina.

"Oh you poor deary. Come on inside I'll help ya." She said ushering me inside her home. "Why don't ya go upstairs and wash of that there grime off ya and I'll fix ya up some grub. First door on the left is the bathroom. The door across s' my granddaughter Applejack and her husband's room, ya'll can borrow some of her extra clothes in their."

Wow. Change the accent just a bit and I would of hugged this woman gave her a kiss on the cheek and called her grandma. "I... Thank you ma'am. I really appreciate you doing this for me."

"Think nothing of it deary. We apples always give out a helping hand ta those that need it. Oh and ya'll can call me Granny Smith if ya please."

I couldn't help myself. I just felt compelled to hug this woman in thanks. "Thank you Granny Smith. Just thank you." The elderly woman that stood just a few inches shorter than me chuckled as she hugged back.

"Now, now deary that's enough of that. Ya'll head up them stairs and get cleaned up before my young'ens get home. Don't want Big Mac or Soarin seeing ya like ya are."

A wave of guilt hit me as I was about to take my first step up the stairs, turning back I faced Granny Smith whom was about to enter another room most likely to the kitchen.

"Granny Smith wait!" I said with a bit of sadness in my voice.

The elderly woman stopped where she was, turning to me with a look of concern on her withered face. "What can I do ya for deary? Is somethin the matter?"

"I..." I needed to tell her what happened. It wasn't right what I did to her granddaughter and her husband. "They're is something I need to tell you. Earlier when I had awoken I was angry at the time because well this happening to me." I told her looking down at my body. "And I think... No. I know I hurt your granddaughter Applejack and Soarin when they found me. I just want apologize for hurting them. I wasn't in the right mindset and something bad recently happened and I was really angry."

I don't know if it was me truly being sad or the estrogen in my body but I could see tears welling up in my eyes. And as I said all this Granny Smith's concerned expression turned neutral. I think she was analyzing everything I was saying and wondering if I was telling the truth.

It was silent for moment and all I could hear was the sound of the rustling leaves outside house. "Well." The elderly woman finally spoke not with concern or astonishment from my confession. "If ya'll are truly sorry about what ya did then I reckon everything would be ok." Hearing her say this gave me relief. "But!" She said causing the tension in me to rise. "When my granddaughter and her hubby returns yer gonna have ta apologize to them first.

Also if ya need any help my granddaughter and her friends will help ya with anythang ya need. Shoot those girls all they do is solve problems. Maybe cause them too." I couldn't help but let out an effeminate giggle at that last part, I quickly stopped myself before I could continue though.

"Thank you Granny Smith I will speak to them soon and I apologize for what I have done. I could really use someone's help at this time, if you're sure that they can help I will take it."

"Not a problem there sweaty. Now ya'll go wash up now and I'll fix ya up some grub, Celestia knows ya need it being that skinny and all." Another giggle escaped from my lips again before I turned around to take my first step up the stairs. But before I took my first step I stopped again hearing Granny Smith call to me. "Wait one second there youngen I didn't catch yer name?"

Name? Huh. My name. Should I give her my original or the one this body already had. No reason to fight it right now anyway, the name was already given by that Syn bitch! Might as well use it.

I turned back to Granny Smith and gave her a small smile. "My name Fleur. Fleur de Lis. And thank you again Granny Smith."

"Yeah, yeah enough of that. Go on and git clean up." I did as she said and turned back making my way of the stairs. When I did reach the top I was confronted by five diffrent doors. I knew the first one on the left was the bathroom and the one across it was Applejack and Soarin's room then there was the three others. One must belong to Granny Smith, and one to a man named Big Mac, but whom did the last one belong to?

I shook my head not really needing to know such a thing at the moment. I opened the door to the bathroom and when I saw the sunlight brighten the room I was hit with a sense of nostalgia. The room reminded me so much of the same one I had used when I lived at my grandmother's house in San Benito.

I flicked on the light switch and as the luminescent light filled the room I caught the site of a large mirror.

The large mirror and the beautiful woman inside it.

I stepped closer to the mirror and there I saw. Me. The new me. With splotches of dirt covering parts of my new body. I gently touched my face and I could feel the soft touch of my smooth skin with my delicate fingers. I could see my long pink and white silk hair that dropped down passed my shoulders. What was mesmerizing was my eyes. They were a strange but beautiful in there magenta color. When Syn used this exact body to attract me at the bar the light's inside did little to show the true glamorous color they truly showed.

"I'm still pissed at those assholes but at least they made me hot."

It was true. Looking down in the mirror it gave me a perfect view of my breasts. Large, supple and perky with small pink nipples. "Damn." I said they were really impressive and luckily I had self control to not fondle them at the moment.

My body was looking more and more perfect the further I viewed it. Looking further down I could see my toned stomach with not a drop fat anywhere, although it lacked the lines of forming ab muscles, there still were the curves that gave me that sexy stomach look that the girls I hooked up with had back in my original world.

Just from looking at my body from the waist up I could rightfully say this body had the looks to being paraded in magazines, Victoria's Secret catalogue hell maybe Playboy!

...No! Just no. There is no way in hell I'm going to fuck some old man to be in some porn magazine!

Why that thought came to me I have no idea.

Turning to my side I could see how my well developed breasts protruded out giving them a larger look from the side. From the front my body has a nice hourglass figure but from the look of my waist from the side view I looked like a twig with my waist being so tiny. Turning around fully I caught the view of my butt. Small, tight and perky without a blemish or mark. Perfect for this body.

'Wow. I think I'm beginning to like this body a little too much.' That's really scary.

When I turned to the front again, it was now that I began to look just a bit lower from my waist to a sight I truly was dreading to see. The small tuft of pink hair that seemed to be well cared for and below it was a sight that as never been foreign to me but it was now since I was the person that was sporting one.

I remembered how I had caused girls to scream in pleasure as I either fucked, tongue fucked or fingered there love canals.

And right now I could imagine myself spreading the lips of my slit showing me the inside of my new pussy. I could imagine myself beginning to rub my fingers around the inside my folds as I pinched my clit. The feeling of my fingers thrusting deep inside my pussy as I fondled my breasts pinching my nipple as I cried out in ecstasy.

It was now I realized what was happening. My own mind was lost with it's own thoughts of wanderlust I didn't realize I began rubbing my slit at the time. My own thoughts were bringing me to arousal and the jolts I felt as I rubbed the folds of my pussy felt... Stimulated.

But now I truly realized what I was doing. I jumped back taking my hands away from my new womanhood as I panted for breath. "What in the fuck? Was I actually just..." I lift up my right hand and found it covered in juices... My juices. "I did. Oh god I did!" I shrieked in horror.

I jumped straight into the shower not caring which knob I turned but if the shrieking sound of my voice meant anything it was that I had turned the cold water on. "Holy hell that's cold!" I shrieked again quickly turning the knob for the hot water on and the cold one to a lower decree.

Now with the shower nice and warm I cleaned the... Stuff off of my hand. "God I can't believe I did that!"

Looking around the bath tub I found a few bottles all gathered together in one corner. Picking through the many bottles I came across a soap bottle with a picture of cinnamon sticks on the cover. The lettering on the bottle was different and was something I couldn't comprehend. "Damn now I have to learn a new language."

Opening the cap I took a quick whiff of the soap letting the essence of the cinnamon hit me with it's pungent aroma. Taking a dollop into my palm I began to lather it betwixt my hands before I began to carefully wash my body.

Damn. Female skin is so soft. As the warm water cascaded down my body I washed the dirt and grime that stuck to it and every part I would wash it would seem to make my skin glow in radiance as the dirt left my body and withered down the drain.

When it came to wash my chest I found myself quite stunned from the touch of cleansing my breasts. The feeling of the soap lathered around my breasts as I washed and cleansed the filthy muck from them, the small gasps I gave when I accidentally squeezed them being a bit rough.

Most of my body now was clean, there was just one part I haven't tried yet and I knew this was going to be a unforgettable experience. Of course I could leave it be and not wash it.

Fuck. That.

I mean I may be a woman now but I'll be damned if I'm going to be walking around with a smelly pussy!

Taking a fresh dollop of the cinnamon soap into my palm I shakily reach down and began to cleanse the final area of my body. I carefully washed over the lips of my slit lathering the soap as I did. As the stream of water cascaded down it began washing the soap off of me but I continued to rub and clean my vagina. Even if I was new having this body I sadly new that if I did not keep it clean I run the risk of a yeast infection.

And as I rubbed I felt a jolt of pleasure run through me as I arched my back feeling a lone finger passing my lips rubbing against the inner walls of my pussy. I could feel my face beginning to heat up from the pleasure as my middle finger pushed it's way deep inside all way to the knuckle. "Oh Jesus Christ! Is the what woman feel when I did that to them?"

I'm not sure if it was the hot water or the heat of the moment but... I kinda wanted to experiment a bit further.

Sliding my lone finger out I moaned as the wall of my pussy clamped onto my finger needing, wanting it to feel me again, but instead of continuing and using one finger, I added my ring finger to the playing field.

My head was propt up against the shower wall, I was panting as I continuously thrust my fingers inside my pussy feeling the pleasure of being filled. There was a fire building, I could feel it deep inside wanting to explode in a sense of euphoria.

My muscles were beginning to tense with each thrust the rubbing of my clit with my thumb built the fire to the next level and I could feel being on the edge of orgasm. My pace quickened, my thrusts worked faster and faster and the vaginal walls of my pussy tightened and gripped my two fingers making harder to move.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god." I repeated again and again moaning in deep pleasure. I was at the final straw I didn't think I could take much more.

And it was my final act did I feel everything let go. With one final thrust inside I took my thumb and index finger and pinched the nub that was my clit that ended this new experience for me.

My entire body went rigid. The lips of my pussy ran cold and I felt of the fire inside of me rush through out the entirety of my being. "OH GOD!!!" I screamed out lifting my head up as the orgasm rocked my world. Even though euphoria of my orgasm only lasted seconds with it being so new to me It felt as if it lasted a life time.

When it was done my legs felt weak, I felt like collapse inside the shower and letting the warm water wash me away, but instead I stood my place trying to catch my breath. Orgasms as a woman are a hundred times better than as a dude, that I just witnessed myself.

I'm not sure how long I stood against the shower wall but the longer I did I could feel the warm water turning icy cold leaving me in a shivering orgasmic mess.

I was done cleaning myself. I had washed and cleansed the dirt and grime off my body before I had experimented with my new lady bits. I began toweling myself off with the white towel that was placed on the not to far away towel rack.

You know for years I had always wrapped the towel around my waist when I left the shower, but now that I am a woman I did what they would do and wrapped it above my breasts covering everything below. And lucky me this towel was long enough to cover everything from my chest all the way down past my hips.

Leaving the shower I walked across the wooden floor to the mirror where I wiped away the fog that accumulated during the condensation of my being in the shower.

With all the grime and dirt gone I could see the radiance of my skin glowing. If I thought I was hot when I was dirty I was total knock-out now that I was clean. If this was one of those Japanese anime shows I think so many guys would be having bloody noses right about now.

"Damn I'm hot..." After I said that a single thought came to mind. "I swear if any guys try to ask me out I'm gonna make sure they never have kids."

Don't get me wrong I'm still pissed those assholes did this to me but hell at least I'm no 'Hunchback of Notre-Dame' ugly looking thing.

And besides I can work with this for now. And I'm not even sure if this could even fixed anyway! Fuck it. My goals now where to beat the crap out of any guy's that ask me out and to kill the assholes that did this to me.

And right now only one of those is possible at the moment.

Turning to the door I clasp the knob with my hand and turned it letting me pull back the door where I caught the site of a woman just as tall as me, with emerald green eyes white freckles on her cheeks long blonde hair with a Stetson on her head and an angry scowl on her lips.

"Oh shit."

Chapter 5.

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Chapter 6

Fleur Chapter 6

Laughter. Hysterical freaking laughter was what greeted my ears as Applejack and I walked down the dirt road into the town known as Ponyville.

(Seriously!? Fucking Ponyville!? I swear I think this world has horse fetishes.)

Let me back up a bit first, before Applejack began laughing her head off.

Earlier after I walked down from the upper floor of the apple family home I went into the dining room where Granny Smith placed, and I shit you not, a buffet of apple based foods.

I gapped at the seen before me. Pie, Fritters, Caramel Apples, deep fried apples, apple nuggets, apple juice, apple cider.

APPLES EVERYWHERE!!!

(Now I think these people have a fetish for apples)

"Holy shit!" saying that out loud got me a smack on the hand from Granny Smith's spatula.

"Watch yer tongue youngin'. I don't want nunna that language in my house." She calmly said but with a tone that will make me think twice about saying a curse word.

"Sorry." I replied as I rubbed the pain away.

"That's alright hun. Shoot, Applejack's hubby got hit plenty o' times before he learned not ta curse in my house. Now go on n' eat, y'all just skin N' bone."

And with that I ate some pretty delicious food!

(Now you're wondering. 'But Fleur that wasn't funny at all!' Well if you just wait a few more paragraphs you'll get your fucking answer!)

Anyway.

I ate. So. Much. Food!

By the end of it I looked like I had a little baby bump in my stomach... Oh god! I shutter at thought of being pregnant.

"Ugh. Please, no more." I said as I pushed the next plate away. I just, I just couldn't! I ate a totally of one plate of food.

And that was more than enough to fill me up. Seriously my waist was tiny.

"Shoot sugar-cube you hardly ate any food at all! Heck even I can eat three or four plates before I even start feelin full."

"Well woopty fucking doo for you- EEP!" I gave a shriek as I felt myself lifted up from my chair and bent over the table!

Were Granny Smith used her spatula to spank me.

"What did!" 'SMACK' "I tell ya!" 'SMACK' "About cussin!" 'SMACK' "In mah House!" 'SMACK'

"Ow, ow, ow! Please! Ow! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I promise I won't say it again!" I pleaded with the elderly grandmother.

I found myself let go and the spanking of the spatula ceased from hitting my butt. But the stinging continued. Heck I couldn't even sit down without jumping back up again.

"Now ya know what happens when ya curse in this house?"

I looked to Granny Smith, her face contorted into a neutral gaze and behind her was Applejack snickering away.

Looking back into the grandmothers eyes then I looked down in shame "I... Yes. I'm sorry Granny Smith I won't do that again. I'm sorry."

(Kinda sad for this to happen to a Marine.)

So that's what happened. Yep nothing else. Not a single thing. Put on a pair of Applejacks sandal wedges and walked out the door.

Nope I didn't apologize to Soarin... Ok I did. And he wasn't so doped up on pain killers that he mistook me for Applejack and wrapped me in his arms and began kissing my neck. Nope never happened...

Fine it happened! But don't worry, I got him back...

He won't be fucking anytime soon.

Now where were we? Oh yeah! Applejack and I passed the gate to the farm and we were on our track to Ponyville. And every. Freaking. Minute I had to pull the hem of my skirt down in fear of my ass showing.

I think Applejack was getting back at me by making me look like a slut.

And these WEDGES!!! I could barely walk in these damn things! I wobble and try not to fall even though I've done so eight times now! Another reason why Applejack laughs at me.

Ladies I now feel your pain. Guys I'm telling you this walking in wedges or heels is a bitch.

Now I'm holding onto Applejack for support as we walked into the... I, I'm sorry but what in the actual fuck am I looking at?

There before us was a primitive looking village with actual stone buildings and thatch rooves. There was no sign of any modern technology like their was back in America and

HOLY SHIT IS THAT GIRL FUCKING FLYING!?!?!?

"Woah! Hay Aj who's the chick and why the hell is she holding onto you? What, you dumped Soarin and turned into a lesbian?"

"What! Of course not yuh idgit! I'll have y'all know my hubby been bucking my brains out every night! Shoot, I bet he done do better job then that guy y'all sleepin with."

"Pfft, whatever. Anyway you still didn't answer my question. Who's the chick and why is she holding onto you?"

I would have said something or another but for some reason my brain as gone derp. I mean seriously the chick is flying, FUCKING FLYING WITH FUCKING WINGS!!! That's pretty damn unusual. The rainbow hair she had I gave less of a crap about.

"HEY!!!"

"Bah!!!" I screamed in surprise as I found her face to face with me, causing me to let go of Applejack and to once again fall to the ground. Only difference about this time was that when I fell, I fell head first and ass up. But it also became worse when the panties Applejack had given me came loose and fell from my small skirt.

Now I was there lying on the streets of Ponyville ass up giving people. Yes that's right people, since we had walked further into town. A full and unobstructed view of my naked ass and pussy.

"DANGIT RAINBOW!" I heard Applejack yell before she came over and helped me to my feet. I knew she wanted to get back at me for hurting her and her husband but now I think she knew that this was too far.

"I'm sorry sugar-cube." I heard Applejack say as I pulled my panties up. And for some strange reason I was trying not to cry as tears weld up in my eyes and to not also die from embarrassment from all the on-looks from the men and woman surrounding us.

Damn you female hormones.

Beside us, the winged and rainbow haired woman was laughing up a storm. And the more she laughed the more angry I was getting. Either I would soon turn into a she-hulk or go full on bitch mode and kick her ass.

"Bahahahaha- she fell! And, and hahaha- ergh..." Silence came and her laughter completely halted when my foot connected with her cunt! "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ah the sounds of pained screams how I have missed you so. Applejack stood beside me gaping I what I had done to the rainbow haired chick. And for the rainbow haired chick? Well she was flopping around like a demon possessed, clenching onto the crotch of her short-shorts.

Ah the effects of a good cunt punt.

Minutes passed and the people around us moved on with their lives. I on the other hand was laughing my cute ass off and Applejack just stood by eating an apple.

And for the rainbow haired girl...

"Oh. You. Fucking. BITCH!"

Made an attempt to tackle me into the ground only to be thwarted by me moving to the side and my foot colliding with her ass!

"Ha Marine bitch!"

The winged girl got up and was going for another tackle. Only to be stopped as Applejack stood in her way.

"ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH! I JUST BOUT HAD IT WITH Y'ALL TWO! You!" She pointed to me. "What in the hay were ya thinking kicking Rainbow in her cooch!? I know y'all are new bein a girl n' all but that their was uncalled fer! And you Rainbow! I thought ya knew better than ta laugh at other peoples misfortuns."

"Yeah- but- she... Ugh! Whatever... Wait! Would you mean she's new being a girl?"

And now time for an explanation.