Touching Bass Drops

*Poof!*

“Ugh… Wat…”

I rubbed my head with my hooves and slowly looked around me.

“HOLY SWEET CELESTIA OCTY WHAT IN TARTARUS IS…!? Octy..!?”

I had no idea where I was, I was just dropping some SERIOUS bass in Ponyville, and there was maniacal laughter, the blinding white light and the poof! Of course, these magical incidents tend to happen every other week, but on a generally minor degree.

I instantly realized that there was probably some serious gravity in the situation. I was in a crater. A smoking, burning, crater. Thoroughly clearing out grass and dirt for several hooves around it.  It almost looked like an explosion had occurred right where she stood, but that was impossible, she wouldn’t exist if the explosion had hit her, or did it come from her?

“Holy… Mother… Of… Celestia…” My shades fell off my face, looking different now for some reason, and I realized that my whole body was, well, different in its own way.

“Bbbbbbbuuuuuuuuuccccckkkk…..”

I extended my, well, arms in shock, looking at the ends of them; I had very strange, webbed, hooves…? I flexed them, realizing I could grab my shades with them, I snagged them off the ground. I looked further down and realized I had more hoof… Things? But these had flat bottoms with small, stubby hoof-like things sticking out of the front. I further inspected various points of my new “body”; it seemed that everything was still intact and there, horn, tail, mane, all in good color and order. Why am I this, creature? Was it-

“Hey, are you okay down there!?” I snapped my head in the direction of the voice, and saw somepony, except this person wasn’t a pony at all.

“Hello..?” The voice called out to me.

I just realized that I was badly hurt, scratches and bruises traced my body, it wasn’t bad, but it hurt.

“Hellooo…?”

“Yes! Help me! Down here… Gah!” He looked down at me, and quickly noticed the obvious.

“You’re… What the hell you aren’t wearing any clothes!”

Wait, why would he be concerned about clothes? Clothes are only worn for special occasions, I always wore my shades, but that was different.

“Of course I’m not, there isn’t a party or anything going on, is there?  But for Celestia’s sake help me already!” I didn’t think he understood the gravity of my situation right now. I looked upon him, and I realized that he was not a pony.

“WHAT IN TARTARUS ARE YOU WHAT THE CRAP!?!” I screech and back away from him.

He reeled back in surprise by my outburst. “What do you mean!?

“You’re… Not a pony…”

“What are you talking about..?”

Poof! I remembered what happened all of the sudden, thanks brain! I now knew that I am currently in another dimension.

Bucking great, and now I was, a, what did Discord say they were called? Hoomins! Or was it Humans…?

The man suddenly took a much closer look at me.

“What in the fuck are you, an alien or something?!” He backed up, seemingly terrified.

“I’m not an ‘alien’ pal, I’m a pony! Well, kind of… I guess?”

He looked at me like I’d just blasted him with magic or something, wide-eyed like a, well, like practically every creature in Equestria! I looked at him with a questioning stare, wondering why he was freaking out.

“I’ll help you I… Suppose?” His eyes flicked around within his head, a rather strange sight, it was so different from anything that lived in Equestria, and I guessed human’s faces were generally flat, but it would take some getting used to if I really was in an alternate universe.

“First, you uh… Need some clothes there...” He deadpanned at me, leaving me wondering why it was such a terrible sight.

“I don’t know how this is possible, but I just went shopping for my girlfriend and you look like exactly the kind of type and size for these clothes. But I think that you might… need it more than her right now..?” He tossed me down a bag full of clothes.

I pulled out some of the clothes, and I looked at them quizzically.

“Oh, the one you’re holding is what’s called a T-shirt, just uh… grasp it by the bottom and pull it over your head right now I guess, but don’t rip it with your horn… Umm…  Thing.” I pulled it over my body and poked my head out of the top hole, but my arms were still inside.

“Ok, good, now pull your arms through those side holes there.” I did as he requested, and I slid them in, I wiggled my arms around until I felt comfortable.

“So! Next, pants, I didn’t bring any panties because I didn’t want to look like a pervert in the store… So… Make due for now? Just put your legs in the holes and pull the top all the way to your waist.” I slowly snaked them up until they were just below my tail, but with this, I realized that my tail would be inside of the pants. I looked up at him questioningly.

“Ohhhhh, crap, right! Lemme just… Got it!” He brandished a small, red object that looked like a tool. He pulled at a part of it, which extended outwards to what she realized to be a knife.

“Woah woah woah woah WHAT are you going to do with that exactly?”

“Well,” He exclaimed “I was hoping I could cut a hole for your tail..?” He smiled sheepishly.

“Oh yeah, umm, how about I do that part, you were already saying something about being a pervert?”

He blushed and facepalmed at this, handing me the knife. Luckily, since knives were apparently an inter-universal thing, it was not a foreign object. I quickly cut a fair-sized hole in the denim, pulling the pants over my tail and then slipping it through the hole, letting the beautiful blue streaks of fur breathe.

I caught the man staring at it in bewilderment with a mix of amazement.

"Impressive, huh?” I slapped him with it, chuckling lightly.

I realize that he’s actually pretty cute, with his green eyes, and his adorable little nose…

Wait, did I just..?

“Ow! Hey!” He laughed, rolling his eyes and grinning sharply. “Anyways, it’s time to start moving, I think you should probably come to my apartment, I’m going to check the news and see if there’s more of your kind, erg… How do I put this? ‘Arriving’ I guess. Oh! Yeah, by the way my name’s George Martin, what’s yours?”

“Nice to meet you… George…? Odd name! Anyways, my name’s Vinyl Scratch, otherwise known as DJ Pon-3, I’m the raddest DJ in Equestria, heck no, the ENTIRE PLANET!! Yeeeahh!”

“What? Really? I’m a DJ too! What is ‘Equestria’? Is it just another planet, or is it a separate universe? Is everyone there really a pony? Is is hard to produce musi…”

“Woah woah, woah, slow down there, pal, we should probably get moving anyways, speaking of which, how are you standing on two legs? Shouldn’t you be on all four of your hooves? In our universe, we’re not bipedal, we’re quadruped ponies”

“What? Oh, this is how we stand and walk here on Earth, we pretty much have to maintain constant balance, and it’s not that hard once you get used to it, heck, I think it will only take a minute for someone like you to learn how to walk.”

“But you have shoes on your hooves, why?”

“Oh, those are for protection and traction, because our skin is kind of soft compared to what hooves are made out of, I didn’t buy any on my trip though, sorry! If you want, I could carry you…?”

“Uh no thanks…”

“Alrighty then, so! You have nailed sitting down, now it’s time to stand! So, first, push off the ground with your hands, the- yeah you got it! Try to bend your kne- WOW you’re good at this, so you’ve nailed standing up on two feet!” He grins happily at me as I gawk at how surprisingly easy this is compared to when I tried it as a pony. It almost seemed too easy…

“So, next, you just want to raise a leg and just move it forwar- YES!!!” He happily exclaimed, “Ok, just keep repeating the motion alternating your legs and you’ll be set!”

I stumbled and fell several times, but by attempt number 6 I think I had the feel of it completely down.

“Awesome! Ok, so we need to get out of here, like, right now, we’re on the outskirts of New York City, and my apartment is… This way!” He pointed northbound, toward a city, gleaming and shining in the rays of the burning sun. After this, I looked more closely at our surroundings, and saw the beautiful, luscious scenery around us. Deep green leaves swaying with the light breeze, a gorgeous blue sky, truly a perfect day. After this, I shifted my gaze back to the regal, gleaming city.

“Sweet Celestia that is a massive city!” I marveled at the architecture for a moment before shrugging, realizing that architecture is boring no matter how fancy it might be, unless it includes an epic sound system.

“It took quite a while to get the whole thing built; it started about 200ish years ago, and is still in the works of growing to be a bigger and better city now!” He claimed as they arrived at the first street, a black, gravel-like path with strange amphibian-esque looking creatures dotting the sides.

“Ok, I cannot stress this enough, be careful when you’re at a road, we humans have these things called cars which pretty much allow us to go really far really fast without having to walk or sprint. The cars drive on roads, which are generally clearly marked black asphalt paths, they can go up to around 20 miles an hour when driving on roads like this, and even faster when they’re on a freeway or highway.”

“So it’s like a chariot…?”

“Yes, but there’s no manual labor besides pushing down the gas pedal and going like nrrroooooooow!” He stuck out his tongue at me.

“Are they the weird creature-esque things sitting on the side of the street?”

“Yes, and they’re parked right now, to start them you have to have the key, which you plug in to the designated slot, that’s what she said!” He chuckled, seeing me give him a questioning glance.

“Sorry, it’s supposed to be an ‘inappropriate reference’ as people call it, so, as I was saying. Once you do that, you turn it, which creates a spark which lights some fluids in the engine, annnnd then a lot of other stuff happens that I don’t happen to know, because the main focus of my studies is supreme wubbage!”

“Aww yeah, brohoof!” I ball my “hand” into a fist and pound it against his.

“Dubstep buddies?”

“Awww yeaa- Holy Celestia Octavia!!!”  I saw her about a block away. I bolted after the nervous, but obviously arthropod human-pony mixture that was 100% Octavia who happened to be fully clothed. She instantly looked in my direction, terrified, and almost ran away, but she tripped and fell on her face like she would do. After she fell, a girl stepped out of the corner, an enraged, half terrified expression plastered to her face.

She looked at me and the expression instantly changed to “Wut there’s another one really?!” But I shoved her out of the way and grabbed Octavia, her eyes literally spinning from the impact.

“Octy!? Octyy…! Come on snap out of it!”

“Vinyl?”

“Yes, yes, it’s me, your beautiful marefriend DJ Pon-3!”

With this, our lips met, a powerful wave of bass enveloped my essence, pumping in my chest and shooting out of my lips to envelope hers, the moment lasted for what seemed like hours. Pure bliss pumping right into my mind, taking away reality, until the fleeting was over,escaping my grasp.

After breaking apart, I realized just how amazing it was to be a human.