Balance

I didn't care if all of this was a hallucination: I loved it. I ignored the several beats that my heart skipped over, the small amount of pain, and the fact that I wasn't home. This wasn't going to last long, and I wanted to live it out.

Pushing out the pain I was feeling and pushed myself to my, er, hooves, noticing how awkwardly short my arms were. Forelegs, maybe? I don't know what they’re called. Feeling myself roll over to my belly in an effort to get on my hooves, I nearly lost it over what happened next. Letting my neck relax and pushing myself up to full height on all fours, two things came instantly to mind.

One: My had just neck bent backwards to the point where if I were still human, it would probably break it. That felt not only really weird, but for some reason, oddly satisfying at the same time... A feeling I'd like to call nearly impossible. I liked this already.

Two: My head bobbing up and down ever so slightly caused my new hair style to bounce down for a split second before returning to the top of my head, lighting a wild spark of curiosity in my head. I wanted to know what I looked like. Badly. Turning my head sharply to my right, I came face to fur with my new self. Or whatever you would call it.

I had bright a cyan coat. Already knew that. I had a vertically striped rainbow-colored tail. Sweeeet. I had only seen one pony on the show with those colors, which meant I must have been pretty unique. I had small, light, feathery wings. Could have guessed it, but the thought of being able to suddenly fly sent an unholy shot of adrenaline through my system anyway. Drifting my line of sight further down, I found a perfect picture of a prismatic lighting bolt coming out of a raincloud seamlessly tattooed on my rear.

I froze in place. I didn't know why I didn't see it earlier. Prismatic mane. Wings. Cloudsdale. Blue. All of it pieced together on the spot to tell me something that nearly made my heart stop.

I knew who's body I was in.

I was Rainbow Dash.

Still in fear but barely able to cope with the fact that I now had an incredibly weird body part attached to the place where my hooves should have been, I tried thinking of what I could possibly do next. Still with my back pressed to the gravelly ground, I was suddenly reminded of the pain my side was in. Was I actually bleeding...? I supposed that there was only one way to really find out.

I rolled over on my side and used my new 'hoof upgrade' to lift up my light, green shirt to find a shocking sight. Instead of the usual cyan coat of mine, my entire body was now covered in a hairless, tan skin. Not only that, but the pain in my side had revealed its sight to me: Completely scuffed up and ripped to shreds, my entire side of skin was torn up and bleeding by the gravel below me. Feeling a sudden wrenching feeling in my gut, I knew that I would throw up if I didn't get help soon. Reaching my head up for a final time to call for help, I noticed something walking down the concrete path that lined the straight asphalt road.

It was walking on two legs instead of four, with the two it was walking on covered in an odd kind of cloth that I had never seen before. It had longer and stronger back legs than front legs, and it appeared to have a flat, rectangular, vertically oriented chest instead of a cylindrical, horizontal one. It had oddly prominent muscles and veins that pulsated and stretched with every movement, and in some parts, it looked as though there was nothing between its oddly skimpy skeletal frame and skin. Its hair was jet black and long, unlike a pony's colorful mane that went all the way down our necks.

I had seen one of these before. They were called Humans, weren't they?

Suddenly caring about my own appearance rather than the one that I was looking at, I got on my middle leg joints and my 'hooves'. Pushing myself up using my forelegs, I found myself in a simple standing position where I was looking at myself from above. I was just like him: Fully clothed, tan, and, well, bizarre.

Although I had started to realize what and where I was, I still had one question left: Who was I?