Author's Note

Alex Hill's POV

A Poster’s Promise: 3

I had found a new posted on the bulletin board. The promise did excite me, even if the starting point did come off as odd. I had read the address several times over, just to see if I could pinpoint where it was.

The fee for a month did feel fairly moderate in my eyes. A Summercamp, that did sound like fun. Food, clothes, sleeping space and everything I could come up with was stated to be readily available at the came site.

What I couldn’t find, is the details on how they were to transport us all to the site. It isn’t as if there could be any farm close by. Not in the middle of Philadelphia city.

I had managed to gather the funds for what I had in mind, so I walked to the address and followed the description, ending up by the door of a small room in the basement of an office building.

“Hiya, I take it you are here for the Summercamp!” the girl in strange looking rubbery garments enquired in a hyper voice, bubbling over with enthusiasm.

“Yeah, I hope this is what we were promised. Not that I had anything better to do, but still!” I responded.

“I am Diana Pie. I am certain this will be just as fun as you could possibly imagine. I will guide you to the meeting in a moment!” she responded.

“Diana Pie? That is an odd and rather unusual name? Still, if you can guide me to the camp!” I responded.

“I guess it could be around here. No rock farms in the city, I take it. I will explain the details, once we are at the camp!” Diana reasoned.

“Diana isn’t exactly unheard of, but Pie? No farms of any kind, rock or otherwise, we are in the middle of Philadelphia, you know. I guess I could wait a few more minutes for the explanation. My name is; Alex Hill!” I responded.

“Alex Hill? Don’t worry, I will explain and this will be your best summer yet!” she assured me.

“I guess it could be, but you are not going to remember my name, when the next guy comes around!” I put forth.

“I wouldn’t bet on it, if I were you!” she threatened, but with a smile all over her, as if she knew something she did not let on.

“There is something you are not telling me!” I responded, only to be interrupted by a small group of people showing.

“Hiya and welcome, I am Diana Pie, your guide to the Summercamp I know you are dying to be on, right now. In just a moment, I will take you there!” she pointed out.

“That is Diana?” a girl exploded.

“Diana is my name, yes. Right this way!” she explained, pushing up the door I had been looking at.

They apparently followed us down the rabbit hole. The small looking room appears to be much larger than I could have anticipated. I knew the room couldn’t have been quite as large as this Diana had made it out to be.

“Just a few hundred yards to where we are going. I would be pleased if you have the fee ready on arrival!” she then informed us.

To my surprise, I realised we had walked right into what appears to be a barn.

“Girls to the right and boys to the left. You will find your respective suit in the box. Just put it on and I will be right with you. Just make sure to choose carefully, the doors are marked, green border is quadruped suits, just so you know!” Diana explained.

“Then I will go on the left!” I pondered, seeing the other guys following me, looking curiously at the doors of the boxes we passed.

“This looks interesting!” I thought, looking at the outline of the next pony image on the door I was standing before.

What I see is a mare, even if I didn’t recognise the signs right away.

“There is something odd about these Ponies I see depicted on each of these doors. If I did not know better, I would claim that they are from a show I knew my younger sister used to love watching before!” I pondered under my breath, hoping none actually overhearing me speaking my thoughts out aloud.

“My friend designed them!” Diana exclaimed from over my shoulder.

“Wait, if your name is Diana, your full name is Pinkamena Diana Pie, known as Pinkie Pie, right? I knew I have heard of you from somewhere!” I mumbled.

“Then you know my friend, Raity as well, I take it!” she just declared.

“If you are talking of the white Unicorn fashionista, owning the Carousel boutique, then I know her. Only too well. My sister used to say that she wanted to be just like her. Imprtant and making her very own fashions!” I responded with a crooked sly smile spreading over my face.

Since we are here and I have been paid, it isn’t a problem if you recognise me. As a matter of fact, it may be favourable to a large extent, even!” she responded.

“From that perspective, did Twilight enchant or in any other way enhance these suits for our benefit with her magic?” I enquired, knowing the answer all too well before I even heard myself pronouncing the first word.

“If she had not done it, these would merely be boring garments out of regularly fabrics. What’s the fun in that? Now you can fully experience what you came here for!” she pointed out.

“So if I put this suit on, I can experience what it is like to be a Mare, as opposed to be a Girl or a Boy? I guess this would be fascination. Guess I will get value for the fee!” I responded, closing the box door behind me, picking up the thick rubber garment she had placed here for me, before I came here.

“If you want to experience how it is to be a Quadruped Mare, this suit should be exactly what you asked for!” she informed me with a giggle and a smile spreading out all over her face.

“Then you know what I am looking at, what my desires are. From the looks, could you just help me with the final details? I fear I will be incapable or reaching my back, once I wear the suit!” I pondered, unzipping the back, then slipping my right foot on, feeling it slide down to the edge.

“Don’t worry, I know it only too well. I hope you will enjoy being the Pony, just as much as I enjoy being the girl!” she pointed out, still smiling.

“Then you used to be a Mare, living in Ponyville?” I continued, looking up at her in her strange suit.

“Yes, I used to be a Mare Pony, living in Ponyville. You will see how much fun it could be, once you slip into the suit. Don’t worry, I will help you with the sipper” she pronounced.

I had felt my feet slip down into the suit, now slipping my arms in, into the suit. Feeling the slick, slippery material slide over the skin of my arms. As my hands had reached the end, I feel the rubber cover my hand, my fingers all the way to the tips. It is tight, much tighter than I had dared to expect, even if I don’t feel any actual pressure on my body.

“Time to sip it up, right?” I enquired.

“Yeah, it is!” she responded as she pulled the sipper up from just over where my tail is about to sprout, all the way up to where my mane will be, even if I had no idea, just yet.

“That felt strange, but by no means uncomfortable!” I responded, feeling the sipper seal the suit up.

Once the sipper had been done, the suit claimed me and fused to my skin. I could feel the slight breeze on my rump as I bent forwards. My hands changing into hooves before they even hit the ground. Just the same, my legs changed in order to allow for my hind hooves as I fell over.

Standing on all fours, I felt my tain grow from what had been the end of my spine, while the hairs grew along the length. What had been my hair now slowly changed into a full Pony mane and my ears changed as they moved up to the top of my head.

Mere minutes later, I am ready to trot off.