Dream Gel - Personal Revelations:

She had been true to her word, she certainly did give me that massage last night, and I had enjoyed it royally, I could admit to that much.

I had enjoyed every instant of her treat. She had done wonders for me. Maybe this massage had been uncovering more of my problems than it had been intended to. I now know I am an extremely tactile filly, and I must assume I had been just as tactile as the girl who came here. The girl my parents brought here, just the other day, or the day before that. It made no difference to me at this point.

I know my dreams had bothered me, confused me, scared me and haunted me. What if this was the true cause of my problems?

As I woke up, it feels as if I recall most of the dream. If it had been the same dream each and every time. Each and every night, I can't say. What I could say, is what the dream had told me. I had been a pony this time, if I had before, I can't say. I guess I had been last night too, since I'm still a pony in the flesh. It had been what they had told me, and how they explained the treatment.

Right now, I know where I need to go, I have a date with a large breakfast. I'm not going to be late. From what I recall, I'm not eating them out of the house since my feed hardly could be all that expensive?

There is another thing going for me, I can finally explain the things that bothered me. Maybe that was to come as a shock to me. Only when I came to the breakfast, I was struck by a surprise, my favourite show was just about to begin. I apparently had a new episode to enjoy while I was eating.

The table packed with large bowls of different vegetables, all delicious looking. Not just apples and carrots, but also salad to mention but the few that came to mind. There is both water and juice in the pitchers as well. Maybe this shouldn't have been such a great surprise with both the massage and the tests I had gone through.

I did not bother taking the time to identify each and every vegetable on the table, but allowed myself to enjoy them as I bite into them in turn, trying a little of this and a little of that. Feeling the juices of the various fruits and vegetables blend as they slowly flow down my throat, making me filled up, little by little. Until I had had my fill, leaving very little on the table.

Speaking came natural, nothing had changed me in any manner in order to prevent me from it. It isn't as if I had forgotten how to speak, or lost my vocal cords during the changes that came over me during the night. The one thing that had changed, is my body. I'm no longer the girl I had been, but a pony. I guess it may be a bit of a surprise to my parents. Who would not have been shocked by my physical changes. Considering that I haven't changed anything, aside from my body.

“Thanks for the breakfast, I sure did enjoy it!” I pronounced carefully.

Understanding spoken words had been no challenge, but pronouncing them was new to me in my new form. As the magic of it all had it, the adjustment came easily to me. I adapted fairly easily and quickly, with just a little bit of effort on my part. All it takes is practice and slightly more focus than I had been used to, before I had changed into my new self.

The one thing coming easiest to me is walking, trotting and galloping, or cantering. It is all part of being a pony. Ponies are quick to rise to their hooves and thus, so am I. I'm already very good at moving about in all the traditional gaits, as if I had been born to it.

What I had not realised, is that I do have another language too. If any of my fellow ponies had been here, they would have explained that it was referred to, as Equestrian. I have no use of it among people, or humans as I was to refer to them as.

Furthermore, I was starting to feel as if I really needed to get out. I was starting to feel cooped up, cramped, just staying indoors like this. I would also understand other ponies, even the once that are not of Equestrian descent, that is. I guess that would make sense.

Since I had memories of where things are, I slowly walked out. I just need to be back for the massage at dusk, but until then I felt more or less free to go as I pleased.