It all started out as a silly idea; trying out to be a Pony. One thing leading to the other. I apparently went all the way. Now, I had to live with it, there is no way out.

You start with trying out the gloves and stockings. Or you try the panties and top first. Or you could try out any other combination. Eventually you have them all on. This is the fun part.

Only now I had tried the muzzle on, and it is when the changes stick. I had made it fuse to my face. Now I can't get it off.

This is where the adventure began, as they say. Only a Pony can't live alone, thus I'm happy, not being forced to this consideration in the first place.