Equestrian adventure

Corn field

Matthew POV:

The hell is this? My head is pounding, my body feels like its been steamrolled and I can’t feel my toes! I try to push myself up only to find that my arms are unresponsive! They just won’t move! I hear a groan beside me and, twisting my head, I am nothing short of stunned by the deep blue phenomenon lying next to me… it was, in every way, sense and form… a pony! I was still getting over this very, very ridiculous realisation when it spoke. “Whutshappin?” it said, looking at me as if I was some strange, otherworldly being! As if I would know what was going on, looking at a colourful animal, in an unknown place, with absolutely no idea how I got there… the last thing I remember was touching Ryan’s T.V.

“I've got absolutely no idea” I murmur, just this simple sentence made the assault on my brain double, the steady pounding becoming an overwhelming stab of white pain. It only lasted a few seconds but I didn’t bother talking again. The first flickers of concern were probing at the corner of my mind as i turned my head back skywards, taking in the beautifully blue sky and golden, knee high corn. Wherever we are it seems safe enough. WE? why am including that weird colourful pony in this; what do I care for it? Looking back towards him something like recognition began to claw at  the back of my mind... wait, him? Her? Does it even have a gender?! And why is it staring at me like a deer in headlights.

Ryan POV:

Woah the beer must be still running through my system because there’s a talking unicorn in front of me, from the greatest show earth ,My Little Pony: Friendship is magic no less. As I lay there staring wide eyed at this pony I seem to recognise, I start to remember: the

party,the beer,the T.V. As I start to remember the familiar pony starts to speak “Ryan?” it starts to say in a very familiar voice.”Matt?” I ask back to it “Why are you a pony?”

I shudder at my high pitch voice,I was a mare!

“I could ask you you same thing” he responds. Looking down at myself I can see I too was a pony! I had a coat of dark blue with a long turquoise mane with 2 red stripes,looking back it was the same with my tail.Turning to the other pony he was a stallion whose coat was orange-red and had a barely yellow mane with a stripe of light pink .

Matt POV:

My head was spinning like a fairground carousel. How could this be happening! How could Ryan be a pony? I am pretty sure he was human the night of the party. I could do nothing but stare as my mind slowly processed what was happening. It was impossible, scientifically illogical, a person COULDN’T just change into a pony!

But I couldn’t deny the horrible reality that, as I looked down at my now equine body, I was an orange-red, four hooved, pink and yellow tailed and maned farm animal! A Pony. My mind still chasing itself round in ever-decreasing circles I am forced to accept, for now, that I was a pony; and that lying here doing nothing wasn’t going to change that. If this is a dream or some sort of drink induced hallucination, I might as well play along. “Can you walk” I ask Ryan in a shaky voice.

“Yeah I think so…” he replied in his now feminine voice. Very slowly and shakily lifts himself up and starts to trot around as if he had been doing it his entire life.  Looking up at him I am struck by how small he is, but this thought doesn’t linger when I see the wings glued to the side of his body….. wings. My best friend has wings! I’m not sure if he’s noticed as he looks down at me and laughs “You getting up or what!”

It took me three attempts to get off the ground, the first two ending up with my face in the mud; and five minutes of very shaky walking before I suggest leaving the cornfield. The exertion of learning to move had made me forget my friends new extremities, and he still doesn’t seem to have noticed them as we trot, in no particular direction, through the corn.

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Credit to co-author Deadlypony