I awoke to the sound of a slow repetitive beep. My vision was blurry and my head felt heavy. I moved my mouth around, It was like cotton.

Another sound of soft moaning could be heard. I turned my head and saw a white shape with a grayish shape behind it. Focusing my eyes, I was shocked.

Leaning over the bed I was laying in was a nude white mare with a cherry covered mane. Some kind of red collar was around her neck. Her large breasts bounced up and down on my bed as she moaned loudly. Her bright red nipples would appear and disappear into the cushion every time her body moved.

A silver stallion who appeared to be in a doctor’s coat and had his pants down was moving back and forth against her buttocks. I knew he was having sex with her. I noted a name tag on the coat of the doctor that said “Silver Pulse.”

I blushed red, then noticed something around my neck. Out of the corner of my eye it appeared to me to be some kind of black collar. I reached up to touch it but found my hands felt funny like it had no fingers. Looking down I screamed at what I saw.

My hands, my arms had became legs with hard nail like structures at the end. Then my memories came flooding back to me.

My name is Indigo Plateau, I had just gotten my cutie mark when the caribou came. It was a lavender colored mountain plateau with a cloud behind it.

Back then I had hands and feet. I was a Pegasus, My mane was a dark indigo and my coat a bright deep purple, the kind of purple that if one stared at it for too long it hurt the eyes a little, or so I’ve been told. It never bothered me than again I maybe have been use to it.

Suddenly the colts and stallions gone mad led by the creatures called the caribou. It started in the Crystal Empire then Canterlot. They attacked all the mares and fillies by ripping their clothing off their bodies and doing horrible nasty things to them, or so I’ve been told. I never saw this with my own eyes, This was because I was living in Ponyville when this happened.

All I knew was that one day my family fled to the place known as Everfree Forest. My mother, my father and me.

There my mother became an important pony. Life became fearful, that fear became normal. I even had a birthday well we were in hiding.

One day a beam of light came from Canterlot. I heard talk of a magic cannon that the caribou made that could be fired on almost any town or city in Equestia as long as it could be seen from atop of Canterlot. My parents grew worried.

The next time that beam fired it hit the Everfree Forest. It expanded out and bathed the camp in blue light. What followed was madness.

Like in Canterlot all the stallions and colts head gone mad even some of the mares and fillies, including my father. I watched him rip my mother’s blouse. I watched her stab my father with a knife. Watched him bleed out over her and fall to the floor unmoving.

We, my mother and I fled the camp. We soon came upon as abandon house. I asked my mother if we should worry about the people that live in the house. She told me that a couple of mares use to live there’s so it’s abandon now.

My mother told me to go hide in the basement and lock the door. I did so and she left. She didn’t come back.

With all the crazed stallions roaming the country side and with hope that my mother will return for me, I didn’t leave the house. I drank water from the faucet but what little food that was left I soon ate.

After a few days I found myself getting sick and hungry. After a little over a week I became so tired I couldn’t move from bed and my muscles hurt.

Near the end I realized I was dying. I waited myself to death. I gave in and closed my eyes for what I was sure to be the last time.

I stood there looking at my hooves. My wings had an itching pain that I had just now started to notice. Moving my head around I examined the room its bright lights hurting my eyes. I then looked down at my body. It was alien to me taking the shape of some pudgy misshapened creature I didn’t recognize.

I was reminded of stories of the afterlife. Some ponies talked about something call reincarnation. It was some kind of process were when a pony dies they awake into a new creature. What that creature was depended on if you are a good or bad pony. Since I was turned into such an ugly creature I must have done some wrong.

I began to sob, this caught the attention of the silver stallion in the doctor’s coat pounding his crotch against the white mare’s rear.

“You’re awake,” The stallion with the name tag Silver Pulse said as he steps away from the mare. I could see his pee, it was pointing straight up and wet. It was the least of my worries.

“Did I die?” I sobbed out.

“Die?” The doctor pony replied in a questioning tone.

“I remember dying,” I told him, “I must have been a bad pony if I was reincarnated into this.”

The doctor gave me a gentle smile. “You didn’t do anything bad. The rules of what makes a good filly had changed,” He explained.

“What happen to my hands and feet?” I asked lifting my back leg to show the hoof.

“You have been turned into an equine,” Silver Pulse told me, “It’s an ancient form we ponies use to take.”

“Can I be like the way I was?” I asked.

Silver Pulse grabs my chin and looks me in the eyes. “If you have to asked the answer is no.”

The doctor then reaches up under my tail his fingers rubbing across my pee. By now I notice that his pee was still big. He had it close enough to my face that I could smell it. It smelled a lot like my shorts.

Mister Silver continues to move his hand across my pee. Mom told me it was okay to let a doctor touch me there but this wasn’t feeling right to me.

He touches the bump of flesh at the bottom of my pee. The stallion pinched it between his fingers causing my rear to flinch.

“Mister are you really a doctor?” I asked nervously.

“It’s okay this is a standard examination for females,” He told me.

He then moves lower and touches a pair of sensitive numbs between my thighs. My brain had no idea what he could be touching.

“Tits between the hind legs weird,” Doctor Silver Pulse remarks.

Despite what he said, my brain still couldn’t handle the idea of there being nipples between my hind legs.

Suddenly the doctor moves his hand back up to my pee. Without warning he sticks his fingers deep inside of me. The unexpected intrusion made me cross my eyes.

The doctor pulled his fingers out of me and stuck them in front of my muzzle. They smelt like my shorts. They were covered in strings of slime.

“Lick,” He ordered.

“Mister?” I hesitated.

“I said lick!” He back handed my muzzle splattering some of the slime on my face. I quickly recovered and begun to lick his fingers.

Satisfied the stallion puts his hand back under my tail. He went back to touching my now wet pee. The doctor smacks his pee against my nose. “Lick it.” He ordered.

“Mister?” Was my reaction looking up at him with confused puppy dog eyes.

“You know about the caribou take over? As a mare you are suppose to do as I say, if not we’ll just put you back where we found you.” The doctor told me.

My heart sank with the thought of me alone in a room starving, so I begin to lick him. It tasted salty, not too shocking giving what it does and what he was doing with it.

“Suck the edge of the tip,” I was instructed.

I did as I was told and started to play with the tip of his pee with my mouth. As I played with it and the tip began to flare out. I looked up at the stallion.

“Don’t stop! Lick around the hole at the top!” I was shouted at.

After a minute of doing this the stallion starts to make a moaning sound then suddenly white stuff shoots from his little hole. I flinch back and some of it hung off my muzzle. His flared out pee began to shrink.

“In the future you should try to take that stuff in the mouth,” I was lectured.

I nodded my head stunned by the sight I just seen. Then out of curiosity I licked the white substance from his pee. It tasted bitter and stuck to my teeth.

“Good girl now turn around with your rear toward me,” The stallion instructed me giving me a gentle scratch behind the ear as positive reinforcement.

I moved around in the hospital bed and I placed myself horizontally along the bed. He lifted my tail aside and began to examine my pee with his eyes spreading my mare lips.

“Now can you get down off that bed and stand?” Silver Pulse asked after sticking his fingers as deep as he could down the gaping hole, which made me wince with discomfort, then he pulled them out again.

“I’ll try sir,” I said gulping at the prospect of trying to stand much less walk with my new feet.

I stepped my foot down on the white linoleum surface. I quickly slipped falling down on my muzzle. The red collared mare quickly motioned at me possibly to help me up, But Silver Pulse ordered her to stop.

“We need to see if she can stand up on her own,” The doctor pony said.

So I wobbly got up on all fours, I stood at the stallion a little above the waist. After moment of standing there the doctor decided to speak again.

“Can you walk around in a circle?” He asked of me.

I slowly begin to move, moving all fours didn’t quite feel like crawling even though the principal of the movements were kind of the same. This could be because my new body was obviously built to move on all fours so walking like this felt way more natural than if I was in my anthro body.

“Good girl,” Silver Pulse told me, “Bring your rear to me.”

I blushed and backed up to him, the doctor unceremoniously stuck his pee inside of me. I yelped at the sudden and massive intrusion letting out a quick word.

“Mommy!” I cried without thinking about it.

“Mommy? Do you desire for your mother?” Silver Pulse asked.

“I guess I do,” I replied nervously, half because his pee was inside of me and secondly despite the situation I was in an utterance like that was embarrassing for a filly my age.

“You don’t need your mother,” The doctor said petting me on the back of the head as he begin to move his hips for an backwards sliding in and out of my pee, it moved easily because it was already wet and slick from him touching me. “This is what all mares are for, your natural place in the world.” He told me.

“Yes sir,” I replied as a strange shiver feeling gone up my body, “Do you know what happened to my mother?”

“We caught her ten days ago,” Silver Pulse told me, “We tried her for the murder of multiple males. We turned her into an equine like you. She also refused to tell us where she hid you. It was pure coincidence that we found you.”

“Ahh!! My mother was going to let me die?” I said moaning from the sensation shooting through my body.

“Yes, because she didn’t want stuff like this to happen to you,” The doctor responded into my ear, “Because of her, in her own sick way, she tried to protect you from our caribou masters. They believe that it would hurt her deeply to give you the same punishment that she had.”

“I’m like this because of her? Urgh!!!” Suddenly my pee or the area connected to it did a hard spasm that rippled waves of pleasure through my body. I unleashed a moaning cry as Silver Pulse moans as well. My body squeezed around his pee. I feel the tip of his pee flare out and a weird warm feeling near his tip.

“Wow, with a little training you could be a good little cunt,” The doctor praised. I didn’t like being called that word.

“Now, do you think that’s worth dying for?” He asked me.

I drooped my ears and lower my tail. “I don’t think so? I’m a little confused, up until now every pony has been telling me what you did to me was a bad thing. I do feel bad, kind of sick and violated now.”

“Sweetheart that feeling will go away as you get used to it,” Silver Pulse said patting me on the head.

“But during the act something happened with my body, something I can explain,” I told the stallion, then shook my head, “No, that experience wasn’t so horrible to worth my life.”

“Nice, before I can let you go there are few things I need you to do,” The stallion picks up a couple of bowls from the counter near him. He placed the bowls on the floor for me to see. One bowl was full of what looked to be animal kibble. Another bowl had a slightly unpleasant smelling white stuff. It’s smell was a lot like old wet hay mixed with buttermilk. “This is mare kibble and buttmilk I need to see you eat and drink these to see if you can take in solid food and liquid.”

Both tasted awful, I had to use a lot of force to crush the hard kibble with my teeth. The buttmilk was so thick it clung to everything in my mouth and even the back of my throat but caused me to cough for a few minutes as the stuff kept trying to seep into my lungs.

“Good, now stay here,” Silver Pulse starts to leave the room but then turns to the red collared mare with the white coat. “Clean the filly before I get back. The two of you wait here I should be back in about an hour and a half. Then we can finish the examination.” Then the stallion walks out the door.

The mare quickly on all fours crawls over to me and grabs my rear slowly bringing her face up to my oozing pee.

“Miss don’t,” I begged her.

“It is what master asked of me,” She said before sticking her tongue inside.

She licked, sucked and played with my nubs. Back there was still feeling numb from the first spasm I had earlier. But the more the mare gave attention to my pee more of that tingly feeling I was getting again.

My body did that will spasm thing again, a few times before the doctor came back. Miss Redheart told me those were called orgasms. She said that nub at the end of my pee was called the clit. She also explained to me what jizz was in the many other names it was called as well as other things. The more she explained the less sick I was feeling from being touched in those places.

“Good Redheart,” Silver Pulse pats the white mare on the head.

“Thank you,” Redheart cheered, “The poor thing was pretty isolated and confused apparently, so I gave her some pointers on how to be a good slut.”

“Good, had she gotten sick?” Silver Pulse asked.

“No, she seems to be able to handle mare foods pretty well,” Redheart shrugged.

“Now had she expressed any desire to relieve herself?” Silver Pulse continued his questioning.

“No she hadn’t” Redheart shook her head.

“Well, she needs to do so before we can let her go,” Silver Pulse points out.

“You want me to do what now?” I asked.

Redheart pulls out a stainless steel drum with an open horseshoe shaped lid. “This is a mare potty, it’s what some lets mares use if they can’t go outside or have no lawn to take them to.”

“Wait? You make it sound like most mares have two pee outside!” I shouted.

“Depending on the master or handler yes,” Silver Pulse told me.

I frowned at this thought, it was bad enough that I was naked and deformed plus the private touching. Things just kept piling on with the rules of this new world.

“I bet she’ll feel better if she sees me use it first,” Redheart squats over the mare potty her legs wide open. She spreads the front end of her labia with her fingers and without a moment she shoots a golden stream from her small vaginal hole. The liquid hits the pan with a pedal pat sound.

The site caused me to blush because I never seen another mare pee in front of me before. Silver Pulse just had a wide smirk on his face.

“Hey you should show her a bowel movement as well,” The stallion orders.

“Yes master,” Redheart readjusted her stance and with a slight grunt a piece of brown matter came out of her rear. It plops into the wet potty. Redheart stands up and stepped aside motioning me to try the thing.

I put my rear end over the potty and lifted my tail. Then a moment of confusion came on my face as I realized I couldn’t reach my pee with my hooves to spread it apart.

“Umm?” I spoke up hesitantly, “Em I supposed to pee on myself?”

“I think it’s supposed to run off that large clit of yours,” Redheart points out.

“If you say so,” I replied nervously.

I stood there for five minutes unable to relax enough to make a stream come out of me. “I’m sorry,” I told the stallion and mare.

“Maybe you need a little help,” Silver Pulse then reaches down and pinches my clit rubbing it with his thumb in slow circles. I moan and cry at the touch trying to concentrate on relaxing my bladder. A small orgasm came causing a flood to come out of me and into the potty.

“Good girl,” Silver Pulse said shaking the wet from his hand

I give a big exhale as the last bit of pee left my lips. Trying to take a poo had the same issue until the doctor pony rubbed his fingers across it, massaging the clamped hole.

“Very good and with that I can allow you to leave my care,” Silver pulse says as he puts a leash on my collar.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked as he takes me out the door.

“Your future kid,” Silver Pulse told me, “You are now fit to go to public auction.”

Author's Note

This was a concept I had to pop out, I hope you people like it.

Interesting note, halfway through this chapter I found myself writing in the first person so I descended to do the whole story that way.