The Bell of Hail

Janet could not believe it, an actual pony was standing right above her, standing a bit too close actually. How could this be happening? it was impossible! my little pony was just an cartoon.

"Are you okay?" the pony asked again, her voice sounding like an female's. Or mare's, in this case.

"Uh... yeah" Janet replied, feeling her teeth with her tongue and found she only had molars.

"Are you sure? you had quite the fall there..." said the pony, sounding concerned.

"Yes, i'm fine" Janet said, still getting use to her new body. It felt like her hands was in fists, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not uncurl her fingers. "Wait, I have hoofs" she said, and face palmed herself for being dumb.

"Ow!" she yelped, finding her hoof was a lot harder then she expected. Ignoring Janet hitting herself in the head, the mare shuffled her hooves and asked,

"Can you stand?"

Janet eyes widened in worry. That was a very good question, can she stand? she tried to plant all of her hooves against the ground and push herself up, but the strange feeling of having four legs made her dizzy, and she tripped and fell.

"Um... no" Janet replied, an frown on her face. The pony only nodded and her horn started to glow. Suddenly, she saw an bright light and then she was in an completely different place. Janet found herself in an house, it had an very comfy feeling as the walls and floor were made of wood, and the furniture was brown as well. An fireplace was in an corner, and it has embers slowly starting to smoke out.

"I think I know whats wrong with your legs, hold on i'll be right back" the pony said in an hushed tone, and walked to an different room.